Time flies, and Qin Hao and his party have returned to Tianhuang City for many days.

For a few days, Qin Hao was not immersed in cultivation.

In just over a month, Qin Hao had already traveled to the two major cities and major tribes of the Heavenly Desolate Continent, as well as the Demon Demon Gate. The rest are mostly small villages and scattered cultivation, which are not something that Qin Hao can take care of.

All beings have a mouth, and they will always know it.

In fact, Qin Hao didn't pin his hopes on these monks, would he be able to destroy Moyun Palace with a large number of people?

Maybe Qin Hao himself wouldn't think so.

The Yin God Realm True Immortal really can't do the life and death of the Jindan Realm Earth Immortal in one word, even if it is a Ning Dan Realm cultivator, it is difficult to do it.

But what if it was a cultivator in the Divine Source Realm or even in the Immortal Martial Nine Heavens?

They have never even stepped into the realm of half-immortals, they are completely mortal bodies, how to resist the thoughts of true immortals.

From beginning to end, he called on the monks of the Heavenly Desolate Continent to let them resist the many disciples of Moyun Palace and even the elders of the Jindan Realm.

As for Yun Tian, he didn't know what to do.

Qin Hao stood on the eaves of the Qin Mansion, looking at the vast sky, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The light flickered, and the space seemed to ripple.

The next moment, Qin Hao had already appeared in the Nine Extremes Floating Pagoda.

In front of him, a middle-aged man with a strange face, with a hint of intoxication on his face, fell asleep soundly.

Suddenly, the intoxicated face changed slightly, and his thin lips moved lightly, "What, for the sake of Moyun Palace?"

opened his mouth to say what Qin Hao thought in his heart.

Jiuji got up, the intoxication on his face disappeared, and he looked at the young man in front of him lightly, "If you want me to make a move, it's better to dispel the whole idea as soon as possible." ”

"Do you remember eleven years ago, the nine-colored thunder outside the Heavenly Desolate City crossed the sky?"

Qin Hao frowned slightly, nodded slightly, but didn't understand what he meant, didn't the nine-colored Xuanlei that plagued the Heavenly Desolate City eleven years ago come from the hands of the Nine Extremes?

"Then do you know why the nine-colored thunder came from?"

Faced with Jiuji's question, Qin Hao had already spoken up, "Uncle Jiu got it?"

Jiuji smiled faintly, and Qin Hao's answer made him a little crying and laughing.

The nine-colored thunder was indeed made by him, but it was not his original intention, but a last resort.

He looked at Qin Hao, picked up a teacup from the tea table, and took a sip of immortal tea, "As long as I make a move, I will find the nine-colored Xuanlei!"

"In other words, as long as I reveal more power, it will attract stronger Nine-Colored Thunder. ”

"When the time comes, it is possible to destroy the Heavenly Desolate Continent. ”

The corners of Qin Hao's mouth twitched slightly, he stared at Jiuji, and finally gave up what he was thinking.

Originally, he also wanted to borrow the hand of the Nine Extremes to cut Yuntian off the horse.

Now it seems that it should not work.

Jiuji sat at the tea table, his face full of hangover, and he didn't seem to care at all.

His eyes looked at the vista, looking at the vast purple qi world, and with a slight movement of his palm, a cup of immortal tea hung in front of Qin Hao.

"There are still more than four months to go, hurry up and refine the immortal source in your body into immortal power, and enter the third layer of heaven!"

Qin Hao was stunned, looking at the immortal tea in front of him, a flash of joy flashed on his calm face.

That's right, since he stepped into the Ning Dan Realm, he had never stepped into the third layer of heaven.

His eyes gradually deepened, and immediately, he drank the immortal tea in the teacup in front of him, and when he sat down, the nine tricks were impressively running, and there was immortal power to temper the immortal source, and the wisps were transformed into immortal power, and integrated into the remaining three hundred immortal fruits.

As time passed, the immortal power in Qin Hao's body was constantly transforming.

For the cultivators of the Ning Dan Realm, it would not take too much time to transform the immortal source into immortal power, even if it was a ninth turn cultivator of the Divine Source Realm, the number of immortal sources would exceed 400 million, and it would not take too much time.

Therefore, the Ning Dan Realm can be regarded as the most special one among the many realm levels.

A monk in such a realm, you say that he is an immortal, but he is not, but he can also use immortal power.

In the immortal land, I don't know how many monks have stopped in the Ning Dan Realm.

It's not that the immortal source can't transform the immortal power, it's just that he hasn't found his own way to cultivate immortals!

No immortal, no immortal!

In the middle of the second layer of heaven, Qin Hao has been in retreat for nearly two months, and in the outside world, it has been more than a month.

There was only more than three months left before Mo Yun Palace swept the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

......

On Hongmeng Purple Mountain, Qin Hao's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and in his eyes, a shocking fluctuation burst out.

It was the fluctuation of the immortal source in his body that was transformed into immortal power.

Jiuji looked at Qin Hao lightly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile, "Go ahead, the three-layer heaven won't let you down!"

Qin Hao's feet were lightly tapped, and the big wings behind him shook suddenly, from the octagonal pavilion on the mountainside to the top of the mountain, it was only two light shocks from the dragon and phoenix wings.

In one step, Qin Hao had already stepped into the cave.

He looked at the staircase with a mysterious aura, and his face couldn't help but raise a trace of doubt.

Won't let him down?

"Could it be that it's like the second layer of heaven, just one step, it's a dismount?" Qin Hao muttered in his mouth, but his body was very sincere.

It was only a dozen steps before he stepped into it.

Within three layers, Qin Hao's eyes were a little dull, and he looked at the room-sized space in a daze.

Is this the three-tiered heaven?

It seems to be a little different from what he remembered.

Or rather, out of place.

The first floor of the sky, the black pool, the library pavilion, how wide.

The second layer of the sky, Hongmeng purple fog, Hongmeng purple sea, Hongmeng purple mountain, is even more vast.

And these three layers of heaven are inevitably too shabby.

It's like a meditation room, in the center of this room there is a pampa mat, and directly behind the pampa mat, there is this one full of zhang size 'Zen' characters.

Regarding the tragic encounter of the second layer of heaven, Qin Hao was extremely cautious this time.

He took a tentative step.

After a full sigh of silence, after finding that there was not the slightest change, he walked to the cushion and sat down.

At the moment when Qin Hao sat down, the meditation room changed!

In the meditation room, it was like suddenly falling into the endless void, and behind him, the word 'Zen' was still the same.

In front of Qin Hao, the original meditation room had disappeared, and at this moment, Qin Hao seemed to be in a realm of nothingness.

In the so-called realm of nothingness, there are countless immortal powers in mid-air that converge into immortal patterns.

Each immortal pattern seems to represent an immortal path.

Every immortal path seems to be strong and weak, among which the most radiant is the so-called Supreme Nine Paths, and the rest of the many immortal paths, although there are strong ways of light, it is difficult to surpass the Supreme Nine Paths.

In the void, there seemed to be a sound from the sky.

"The immortal land, the immortal road is endless, the way of the predecessors can be surpassed, and the way of self-creation can be supreme......"

Qin Hao looked at the void like endless stars, looking at this realm of nothingness.

In front of him, the patterns of the Immortal Dao are endless, and even new Immortal Dao patterns are constantly emerging.

In this nothingness, except for the immortal patterns in the sky, it seems that even time does not exist!!

The way of nothingness, the realm of nothingness.

Infinite immortal pattern, three layers of heaven!