With the help of the Great Dao veins, the refining speed is very fast, this void larva has no resistance, and even gives Zhang Hao the feeling that it is like a house that has been cleaned, as long as he carries his bag, he can move in. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After refining, he felt that his mind was at peace, his distracting thoughts were not born, there was a feeling of being in his mother's womb, and his consciousness was light, and he had a feeling of being extremely happy as he wanted.

The most important thing is that his sea of knowledge is divided into two, not only does it not feel shrinking, but it is a little bigger than the original sea of knowledge.

It's no wonder that a void larva can attract countless powers to compete for a shot, don't know, forget it, if you know the effect like this, I'm afraid even those high supremes will be moved.

Zhang Hao's heart moved, and the left and right two Zhihai operated at the same time, one began to cultivate the Hengyu Sutra, and the other began to cultivate the Divine Spirit Ancient Sutra.

Didn't the Nine Yin Ancestor let himself go with the flow, then let it be, the anti-shock was still far from the peak of Tongxuan. 、

The Silver Blood Race is different from the Terran race, they are born powerful and incomparable, and they are even worshiped by people in countless small worlds, like totems.

They regard themselves as gods, the masters of this heaven and earth, and although the other races also have spiritual intelligence, they are just natives who have been enlightened the day after tomorrow, and they are countless grades lower than them.

Enough narcissistic! Although Zhang Hao muttered like this, he had seen the power of the Silver Blood Clan with his own eyes, and it was indeed not an exaggeration to be called a god in ancient times.

Gradually, his expression was serious and thoughtful, the person who created this exercise was definitely a genius, no, he was definitely the best figure in the world, and his strength was probably unimaginable.

Maybe it's really a practice created by a god for his descendants to learn.

The first exercise Zhang Hao practiced was the Yaksha Sutra that he thought he had discovered the hidden effect, this garbage exercise in the eyes of others, since he came out of the Yaksha Temple, it has undergone great changes and has become extremely powerful. 、

At the time of the inner gate, he also swept away a group of disciples with the Yaksha Sutra.

But compared with the ancient scriptures of the gods, the corners of his mouth twitched a little, his face was blushing, he had to throw away the goods, and the people had to die more than the people.

The Yaksha Sutra is to visualize the Yakshatra, and the ancient Sutra of the Divine Spirits is directly to visualize themselves, and they believe that all hardships are tempering.

Meditate, see yourself, know the true self!

Even if you are not a god, if you continue to visualize it like this, you will become a god one day.

At the same time, the body was running on its own, this was the cultivation route of the remnants of the Silver Blood Clan, and it was very strange that there were more meridians than he knew, there were 128,000 of them, like the number of years of heaven and earth.

Then Zhang Hao saw that the Soul Suppression Ding in his soul changed again, not a golden toad or a soul tripod, but a villain sitting cross-legged.

Is this yourself? Lifelike, but the weird thing is that there are three heads and six arms, one of which is the Hengyu Sutra, with a resolute face on his face, and the other is the ancient scripture of the gods, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, quiet, indifferent, and ethereal, like a true immortal.

The last face was blurry, with boundless black mist wrapped around his body, but he could clearly see that it was a hideous, domineering face with boundless anger.

This is the devil!

Originally, the silver-blooded clan was just two faces, representing the nature of good and evil, of course, this good and evil are not a single good and evil that does good deeds without leaving a name.

Rather, they are two states of mind in cultivation, just as the ancients often said that people have two faces, and they are the same truth.

Zhang Hao opened his eyes with great satisfaction, and if he continued to cultivate, it would not help much, he should go up.

Jia Jinzhong is still sitting here, but Ma Wu and Mei Xi have already walked to the front.

There won't really be a Great Dao Tianyin on the top of this ancestral mountain, the cultivation here is a little clearer than the sound of the place just now, and the ancient scriptures of the gods that have just been cultivated have a new understanding.

"Okay, I can cultivate in the Totem Jar for decades, and I can cultivate here for another few decades." Zhang Hao comforted himself, hoping that when he went out, others would not think that he had died in the underground palace.

A month later, Zhang Hao had already caught up with Ma Wu, but Meixi on the mountain walked down.

"The speed of my cultivation is too fast, I thought that this time I started from scratch, and it was already very solid, but now I realize that I still have no intention of cultivating for the sake of level, and my mood is a little worse, I want to go to the bottom of the mountain to accompany that eunuch to live."

"My cultivation is your cultivation." Meixi laughed.

Zhang Hao, Meixi, and Jia Jinzhong have the same heart, so when Meixi cultivates, she will have all kinds of insights, so Zhang Hao will have all kinds of whimsical ideas when she cultivates, so Jia Jinzhong's realm is very low, but his level has rushed to the realm of the law phase.

On the third day of cultivation, Zhang Hao opened his eyes, and Ma Wu's figure was gone.

Looking around, the birds and flowers were singing and the spiritual grass was everywhere, but suddenly there was a huge square, and the ground was extremely hard stone, which seemed to be two or three kilometers in size, and there was a half-section pillar in the center, and the gravel was piled up underneath.

And around the square, it was white, like an independent small space.

Zushan is in the underground palace, there shouldn't be a small world here, is it a fantasy, but the feeling and breath around it, and even the smell of ** in the air can't be faked.

"Big brother, this is not an illusion, but your breath has reached certain conditions, triggered here, and teleported you here." Jiuying felt very funny when she saw Zhang Hao in a daze, and couldn't help whispering a reminder on the side.

After walking a few laps, there was an invisible barrier in this huge square that made it impossible to get out, and hitting it was like hitting it in the water, and it was directly absorbed into it.

Walking to the remnant of the monument in the center, he placed his palm on it, and suddenly a message appeared in his mind.

In the sacred land of Zushan, the cultivation speed is ten times and a hundred times that of the outside world, and the cultivation and improvement speed here is extremely fast, but it is not possible to have the strength without strong actual combat experience, and the supreme in the clan has joined forces to cast the "martial arts arena" here.

The martial arts arena is divided into single, ten, hundred, and thousand people.

Even if they are defeated in the field, they will not actually die, but will be teleported, and the winner will be rewarded handsomely.

Zhang Hao looked around, he was alone, even if he wanted to die, he couldn't die, it was difficult to go out after committing suicide.

However, the things that this Moro Realm has made are really good, unlike the God Refining Sect that dies when it dies, and the five-year Great Competition between the Inner and Outer Courtyards will kill and injure many people every time, and there are many potential disciples among them.

"Do you understand the rules?"

"Who are you?"

In the midst of his thoughts, a majestic and deep voice appeared in Zhang Hao's ears, extremely clear, and it spoke an ancient language, the same language used by the creatures of the Silver Blood Clan.

And the aliens here? He didn't believe it.

"I'm the manager of the martial arts arena, it's strange, no one has come up to your position for tens of thousands of years."

"No, fifteen hundred and thirty-one years a man named Twelveth came, and he was a very strong young man."

The Twelfth is the name of the First Emperor, and the Great First Dynasty is remembered in history because of him, but it also declined and eventually perished because of him.

"Big brother, this voice should be a machine spirit, without a body, the original totem tablet also had such a tool spirit, which can communicate with the totem poles of thousands of tribes."

Zhang Hao asked: "It's the first time I've come here, what do I call you, how can I leave?" ”

"You can call me Wu, you meet the requirements, you can come in at any time, you can leave at any time, just tell me."

"Hey, there's damage here, it needs to be repaired, it needs to be repaired, the trialist waits, fill in his name."

A cold divine thought touched it, Zhang Hao smiled in his heart, and ran the ancient scriptures of the gods, which also spread and enveloped his sea of consciousness.

"Race: Terran, Realm: Tongxuan Level 4, Physical Strength: High-level, Divine Strength: Average, Evaluation: Normal!"

"You choose your name in the arena."

"Enlightenment"

Zhang Hao thought about it, but still didn't use his real name, but moved in his heart, and instinctively said a word.

The cold thought retreated, and at this moment a huge stone tablet appeared, densely filled with people's names.

"Martial Arts Arena Ranking!"

"Excuse me, why can you only see names in this ranking, but you can't see other information about race and realm."

"The selection condition of this martial arts arena is to pass through the Xuan Realm, and there is no right to enter below or beyond this realm, and it is not to show the race, in order to protect the trialists."

Zhang Hao nodded secretly, the people of this Moro world are very thoughtful, and it is impossible for any force to sit back and watch the Tianjiao of the other party's forces rise step by step.

Sixth place: 12, 3,833 battles, 3,830 wins, 1 draw, minus 2!

This is the ranking of the First Emperor, a little surprised, with the legend left by the First Emperor, it is not surprising that he can win so many games, but it is strange that he lost two more games.

The people and demons who were beaten by the First Emperor couldn't raise their heads, how could they lose.

Look up the rankings:

"First place: Hades, 18,000 battles, win: 18,000 battles!"

"Second place: primitive, 17,100 battles, win: 17,100 battles!"

"Third place: Tiancang, 14,800 battles, win: 14,800 battles!"

Zhang Hao secretly said, what kind of people are these, the top three are all victories without defeat, even tigers have time to nap, how powerful is this.

Even in fourth place, there was no defeat, just a draw.

The fifth place was the same as the result of the 12th Emperor, with one draw and two losses, but the number of trials was 7,300.

So many strong people themselves have never heard of it.

"Is all this true?"

"Naturally!"

After a short while, Wu's voice came, "The repair of the martial arts arena is complete, do the trialists choose to challenge?" ”

Single field, conditions passed.

Ten people, the conditions passed.

100-person field, conditions passed.

1,000 people, the conditions are not enough, and the number of people is required to be eight to ten.

Choose a single field, Zhang Hao replied.

"Please pay the venue fee of 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones."

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you still have to pay spirit stones for the competition?" ”

Wu replied: "The spirit stone is the basic cost used to maintain the formation, not only the use of the venue has to pay 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones, but also the spirit stone to watch other people's competitions, and with the permission of the other party, you can pay 20,000 middle-level spirit stones for viewing." ”