On the second floor of the Nine Poles Floating Pagoda, the purple qi had already dispersed.

This time, Qin Hao really saw the true face of the second layer.

Purple Sea, Purple Mountain, at this time, on the top of the Purple Mountain, there is a figure lying leisurely.

"Sure enough, Uncle Nine is back!" Qin Hao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his feet were like the wind, heading towards the top of the mountain.

There is still purple gas in these two floors, gurgling water, and there are high waterfalls hanging, which is like a fairyland.

On the top of the mountain, Jiuji twisted a tea cup, took a sip of tea, glanced at the young man in front of him, and a touch of joy appeared on his face.

"That's right, after ten years of cultivation in the Daluo Immortal Realm, he has already turned nine times in the Divine Source Realm and entered the Supreme Perfection Realm!"

The words are faint, but there is a hint of praise.

Qin Hao glanced at Jiuji and said angrily: "Yes, the cultivation is a personal journey, I have never seen anyone who is like you." ”

From getting the Black Tower to the present, Jiuji has only shot once, and that time, it was just a slight improvement of the Explosion Yuan Dan, in addition, either drinking tea leisurely in the Black Tower, or disappearing without a trace.

Jiuji was not angry, his palm turned slightly, a wisp of immortal power turned into fire, and a teapot fell into it, and in an instant, the fragrance of tea slowly escaped.

"Let's go find the Spirit of Hongmeng and fight first. He spoke slowly, "I'll warm the tea for you." ”

, Jiuji's gaze has fallen on the top of this mountain, the cave next to the boulder

Qin Hao turned to look at the cave, and with just a glance, Qin Hao felt that his strength was being pressed by zhe:n, and that breath was absolutely pure to the extreme.

He walked slowly, his eyes flashing with a faint sense of war.

This is the path he chose, without the barriers of realm perception, promotion is almost a matter of course.

Of course, the water is a bit tougher.

If the water that ordinary monks are promoted to cultivation is a stream, then the water that Qin Hao needs is a river, and it is a river where immortal water is condensed.

At this time, Qin Hao had already walked to the cave, only paused slightly, and the next moment, he plunged into Qi Zheng

Suddenly, Qin Hao only felt that the surroundings were spinning around, waiting until everything settled down.

It had already appeared in another place, and the entire space was almost dark, only the place where Qin Hao stopped was ten zhang square, and there was a faint light shining.

And this light kept moving with Qin Hao, and with every step, this light took a step forward.

"So where is this Harmony Spirit?"

For about half an hour, Qin Hao walked aimlessly like this, but he never found the location of the spirit of Hongmeng.

Suddenly, in the field, a voice sounded, "Are you looking for me?"

Qin Hao lowered his head slightly, and at some point, there was already a shadow under his feet.

He looked up at the sky, and saw that under the light, there was a figure in a purple robe standing quietly, and the light sprinkled on his body, as if it had brushed a layer of brilliance for him, like a god.

Immediately, Qin Hao frowned slightly, this purple-robed figure was the same as him.

Even the breath of the body, and even the fluctuations, are ...... Supreme Perfection, Forbidden Realm!

"So the so-called lifeless tribulation is this?" Qin Hao took a deep breath.

It's easy to win over others, but it's hard to win over yourself.

And the Immortal Tribulation is only the case when he comprehends the Dao before he becomes an immortal, but now, Qin Hao's intuition tells him.

Even after becoming an immortal, he still has to survive the catastrophe.

And eight times!

Thinking of this, the corners of Qin Hao's mouth couldn't help but twitch, but the next moment, the surprise in his eyes had turned into a touch of relief.

If it is with the world, can it still reflect the extraordinary nature of these nine paths?

There is only one answer, no!

The corners of Qin Hao's mouth hooked up a smile, and in an instant, his figure had disappeared in place.

A pair of iron fists pierced through this space and appeared directly on the chest of the purple-robed young man.

Rumble!

The deafening voice was roaring, and the purple-robed young man's face was indifferent, as if Qin Hao's punch was just tickling and not hurting.

Qin Hao didn't think so, even if the purple-robed young man was like him, it wasn't him after all.

And no matter how much the purple-robed young man changes, he is the spirit of Hongmeng after all.

Qin Hao had a faint smile on his face, his robe was flying, and his black pupils were more like a starry sky, with a touch of chaos flickering in them.

The chaotic qi was like a sharp blade, enveloping Qin Hao's palm.

At this moment, his palm was like a sharp blade, and just revealing the edge could smash the immortal qi.

Sou!

It's still a simple and brutal attack, coming out in an instant, and arriving in an instant.

However, the unexpected happened.

The sharp blade transformed by the chaotic qi did not penetrate the chest of the Hongmeng Spirit, and three inches in front of him, a touch of immortal yuan landed in front of Qin Hao's palm.

"Body Protector Immortal Yuan?" Qin Hao frowned slightly, he didn't think of this.

The body protection immortal yuan can reach the level of the Ning Dan realm, and the immortal source qi can only be used to protect the body by transforming the immortal power.

In Qin Hao's eyes, the spirit of Hongmeng smiled, "It's already good to think of attacking with chaotic qi." ”

"But do you think you really have a chance to beat me?"

When the sound fell, his body shook suddenly, and the body protection immortal yuan exploded, and the immortal power enveloped Qin Hao.

Among them, the muffled sound was endless, and from time to time, there was a blood light flickering, with a trace of bloody breath slowly escaping.

In this immortal power, Qin Hao stood indifferently, the white robe on his body was already tattered, and some places were even dyed red with blood, but Qin Hao did not say anything.

Gradually, in this immortal power, Qin Hao's eyes slowly closed.

In the distance, the spirit of Hongmeng looked at Qin Hao lightly as if stepping into the void, and slowly opened his mouth: "It's only now that I'm starting to transform the immortal source qi into immortal power, don't you think it's a little late?"

"I am you, and I also know how mellow the immortal source in your dantian is, even if you are a monk of the lower grade of the Jindan realm, it is not necessarily much more than you. ”

The voice of the Hongmeng Spirit became more presumptuous, and there was also more immortal power to envelop Qin Hao.

"Only by transforming the immortal source in the three hundred immortal fruits into immortal power can you advance to the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and you, too slow!"

When the sound fell, his palm had been slowly raised, and there was immortal power vibrating with this space, and ripples swept around.

In the next moment, that immortal power had already turned into a flame, purple all over, Hongmeng purple fire!

The purple fire shrouded towards the immortal power, and almost instantly, it ignited those immortal powers.

The whole land, at this moment, was almost shrouded in Hongmeng purple fire, the ground was scorching, and on the ground, waves of heat continued to spread around, and the dome, the white light had also turned into a demonic purple.

Even the endless darkness around ten zhang away was illuminated, and the land of ten zhang was almost a hundred zhang large.

The spirit of Hongmeng was smiling, and there was a faint glint in his eyes.

I don't know if it's a hope, or a fall......