Hearing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but glance at Shang Yi. ??? ? Huo Ran ?Wen ?? ??? ．?ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ`ｏｒｇ

He really didn't expect that this was sparse and ordinary in the Ninth Flood Desolation, and almost the soul searching technique of the Taiyi True Immortal Capital would actually become a means that only emperor-level powerhouses could use in the Seventh Flood Desolation.

But soon Wang Hao was relieved.

After all, the art of soul searching is not an orthodox spell, but a means similar to the evil demon outer way, the seventh flood wilderness has developed for a long time and is controlled by the family, and few people want others to use this method, after all, in that case, there are almost no secrets between the major families of the seventh flood wilderness.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao didn't say anything, but the hand on Yan Que's forehead slowly withdrew.

After the soul search, he had completely grasped all the valuable information in Yan Que's mind.

Looking at the Yan Que who was paralyzed on the ground, and even breathed weakly, Wang Hao hesitated for a moment and did not kill her, but directly took it back into the Middle Thousand Worlds, allowing her to continue to be in an area with Tuoba Wuxian.

After doing all this, Wang Hao looked at Shang Yi, his heart moved, the eyes of the Blue Emperor bloomed, and he said: "Brother Shang Yi, I naturally don't have the ability of an emperor, but my eyes can!"

As soon as these words came out, Shang Yi was stunned.

He had seen Wang Hao's eyes before, and he also concluded that his eyes were likely to be an existence similar to his own double pupils, but now that Wang Hao explained this, he was also convinced.

Subconsciously, Shang Yi frowned and said, "Brother Qingdi, your bloodline is actually eyes, you and I are really destined, but how come I have never heard of a bloodline like you?"

"Your eyes seem to contain two living green lotuses, and these green lotuses are so ancient that even my heavy pupils can't see their roots, which is incredible!"

"You must know that within the Seventh Flood Wilderness, there are very few pupil families, with the power of the pupil technique of Brother Qingdi, I am afraid that the power of the family will be extremely huge, why have you never heard of it!"

Speaking of this, Shang Yi seemed to think of something, and said with some shock: "I remember, I remember that there is an existence like a green lotus in your eyes in the ancestral tomb of the Allure family, that thing seems to have its own life, I also thought about taking it away, but at the moment of approaching, it was teleported out of the ancestral tomb, and its power was so strong that I had no resistance at all." ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao was moved.

Shang Yi's words made him think of a possibility.

Cognate one!

This lotus flower that exists in the ancestral tomb of the Alluring City family is likely to be his homologous, if it can be devoured and refined, then it will ......

Thinking of this, Wang Hao's heart couldn't help but become hot.

If he could devour the cognate of the Seventh Flood Desolation, then his own essence would increase exponentially, and it was even likely that he would reach the full form of the thirty-six Rank Chaos Blue Lotus physique.

But fast, Wang Hao suppressed such throbbing.

No, he hasn't dealt with the affairs on his side yet, and he can't go to the Seventh Flood Wilderness at all.

The most important thing is that he has only been on the ancient battlefield for 3,000 years, and he must rush back within 3,000 years.

And Ling'er's body doesn't know what will happen, he must collect as many sunflowers and demon god flowers as possible, only by ensuring that Ling'er is safe and sound, he can lead Lucifer and others into the eighth flood wilderness, and even ......

Thinking of this, Wang Hao exhaled heavily, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said, "Brother Shang Yi, it's not too early, let's go!"

"I have just retrieved the memories of the flame sparrow, and according to her memories, at the end of the north is the main tomb of this tomb, where the sunflower and the flower of the demon god are likely to exist. ”

As he spoke, Wang Hao moved his steps and walked straight towards the north.

Seeing this situation, Shang Yi did not hesitate, and immediately followed closely, although there were still a lot of doubts in his heart, but Shang Yi knew that the relationship between him and Wang Hao was only a cooperative relationship, not even a friend, and Wang Hao would not tell him all his details.

Seeing this, the nine lions did not stop, and ran to Wang Hao's side with their limbs, and the two of them and one beast quickly swept across the grassland and came to the dense fog area where they couldn't see their fingers.

After arriving, Wang Hao and Shang Yi immediately opened the eyes of the Blue Emperor (heavy pupils) and entered it with a vigilant expression.

At the moment of entering the fog, Wang Hao felt that there was an irresistible rule enveloping him.

In an instant, the mana in his body decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he quickly fell below the saint, and it didn't stop until the late stage of the pseudo-saint.

However, this situation had only lasted for a moment, and Wang Hao's Chaotic Blue Lotus Body was beginning to exert its might.

Almost instantly, the vigorous creation qi in Wang Hao's body surged, and although his cultivation did not return to the realm of a saint, he had already returned to the Pseudo-Saint Great Perfection, so to speak, the idle beast was no longer enough to threaten him in the slightest.

At this moment, the nine lions beside Wang Hao shouted in horror: "My God, what rules exist in this dense fog, why did my strength instantly fall into the late stage of the quasi-saint!"

Hearing this, Wang Hao suddenly came back to his senses and turned his head to look at the nine lions beside him.

Surprisingly, the latter was directly suppressed from the late stage of the saint to the late stage of the quasi-saint, which shows how terrifying the strength of the rules of this area is.

At this time, Shang Yi on the side also looked extremely ugly and said, "Damn, I actually fell below the Little Saint Realm." ”

As far as the eye can see, Shang Yi's Great Saint-level strength is gone, and in its place is the Pseudo-Saint Great Perfection, which is not much different from Wang Hao, and suddenly, all the members have fallen below the saint realm, as if the existence of a saint-level powerhouse is forbidden in this area.

Even, from the point of view of pertinence, the suppression of demonic beasts like the nine lions is obviously stronger than Wang Hao and Shang Yi.

After a long time, Wang Hao came back to his senses, looked at the nine lions with uncertain expressions, and asked, "Nine lions, are you okay?"

Hearing this, the nine lions shook their heads.

As soon as his mind moved, his huge body dissipated, and he directly manifested his innate Dao body, and then said depressedly: "Master, my cultivation has fallen below the pseudo-saint, and I can't reveal my own body, otherwise the fierce beasts in this fog will come back to trouble us, and I will still become like this!"

Nodding, Wang Hao also knew that the bloodline of the nine lions was enough to cause those fierce beasts to fight, and it was much easier to become like this, and immediately, the three of them did not hesitate, restrained their breath, and quickly rushed towards the mist.