When all nine combined powerhouses flew into the sky, holding a star disk, quietly suspended in the sky, an old man in a purple robe, holding a purple astrolabe, shouted loudly at the other combined powerhouses: "Start!" “

After finishing speaking, the purple-robed old man poured the true qi in his body into the purple astrolabe in his hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, I saw a huge pillar of purple light shot out from the purple astrolabe in the purple robe's old man's hand.

And the other nine combined powerhouses, after hearing the roar of the purple-robed old man, poured the true qi in their bodies into the astrolabe in their hands, and nine huge golden pillars of light shot into the sky, intertwined with the huge purple pillars of light.

As the nine pillars of golden light and purple pillars of light intertwined deeper and deeper, and completely fused into one, a crisp sound sounded, and the mountain peaks shook violently.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

With a loud bang, a vague huge mountain range appeared in the void, appearing more and more clearly in everyone's eyes.

As time passed, the vague huge mountain range was very clearly displayed in front of everyone.

At this moment, the purple elder shouted loudly, "There is only a quarter of an hour before the secret realm opens, you should hurry up and enter it!" ”

As soon as the purple elder's voice fell, a Mingyuan Infant Cultivator flew up and quickly disappeared into the huge mountain range in the void, and Zhao Hu also flew into the huge mountain range in the void along the flow of people.

As soon as he flew into the huge mountain range, Zhao Hu felt a huge suction force and pulled himself towards a corner of the mountain range.

Zhao Hu's body was pulled by the special suction force in the secret realm, drifting all the way through dense forests, crossing wide and rushing rivers, and slowly landing on an empty plain.

When Zhao Hu stood firmly on the empty plain, the suction on his body disappeared in an instant, and he felt extremely comfortable, took a deep breath, and suddenly a stream of essence aura poured into his body, which was contained and transformed into a part of the true qi in his body.

Feeling the essence aura on the plain, Zhao Hu couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan, and said secretly: The secret realm is indeed a cultivation treasure land, although it can only stay in it for seven days, but in just seven days, those strong people who are stuck at the peak of the Yuan Infant can completely rely on the essence aura in the secret realm to break through the existing realm and enter the realm of the powerhouses of the god transformation stage.

Along with Zhao Hu, there were other Ninety-Nine Ming Yuan Infant powerhouses, and as soon as these Yuan Infant powerhouses landed on the ground, they began to sit cross-legged, absorbing the rich aura and cultivating.

After Zhao Hu felt the concentration of aura in the secret realm, he walked to the center of the ninety-nine Yuanying powerhouses, casually glanced at their hard cultivation, and said loudly: "From now on, I declare that you are under the jurisdiction of my Zhao Hu, and all actions in the secret realm must obey my command, and all those who disobey can stand up and challenge me, otherwise, I will take the initiative to think that all of you voluntarily obey my command, and all those who disobey my orders will be ruthlessly killed." ”

Hearing Zhao Hu's arrogant words, the ninety-nine Yuanying powerhouses who sat cross-legged and hurried to cultivate desperately in a hurry woke up from their cultivation one after another, and scolded Zhao Hu loudly with an angry face: "Zhao Hu, don't think that if you are strong and eliminate the dozen or so wastes of the Wang family, you can sell your cultivation in front of us, and you can dominate us with self-righteous delusions." ”

Listening to the scolding voices of the ninety-nine Yuanying powerhouses, Zhao Hu's face remained unchanged, his sharp gaze fell on a black-clothed young man named the happiest, pointed at his body with his finger, and said lightly: "Who are you?" I see your favorite name, do you want to stand up and challenge me? ”

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, following the direction his finger pointed, the eyes of the other ninety-eight Yuanying powerhouses fell on the black-clothed young man one after another, cheering him on, and supporting him to teach Zhao Hu a hard lesson.

Feeling the blazing eyes of everyone and the cheering and cheering of support, the black-clothed young man stepped forward, walked in front of Zhao Hu, and said with a proud face: "My name is Lu Jia, I just can't get used to your actions, I want to challenge you and teach you a hard lesson." ”

Glancing at Lu Jia casually, Zhao Hu said with a disdainful expression: "If you want to teach me a lesson, I'm afraid you don't have that ability!" ”

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, seeing the disdain on his face, Lu Jia was immediately enraged, and shouted with a cruel smile: "Okay, I hope you can survive my pass, otherwise I don't mind sending you into the arms of the god of the underworld." ”

Feeling the killing intent on Lu Jia's body, Zhao Hu's eyes flashed with cold light, and the killing intent rose in his heart, preparing to kill Lu Jia for a while, deter other Yuanying powerhouses, and forcibly co-opt them, so that they can work for themselves and help them obtain the greatest benefits.

The other ninety-eight Yuanying powerhouses felt the murderous aura on Zhao Hu and Lu Jia, and hurriedly spread around, giving the two enough space to fight, standing in the distance and quietly waiting for the battle to begin, so that they could make their own choices and decisions according to the results of the battle.

When the ninety-eight Yuanying powerhouses scattered in all directions, Lu Jia immediately performed the exercises, retreated back hundreds of meters away, and then stopped, took out a high-grade spirit weapon whirlwind wooden staff from the space ring, and waved it lightly in the direction of Zhao Hu, and a cyan light flashed from the whirlwind wooden staff in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the grass under Zhao Hu's feet immediately grew wildly, forming huge and tough rattans, binding Zhao Hu firmly, and at the same time, sharp spikes appeared on the tough vines, stabbing towards Zhao Hu's body.

After casually glancing at the cyan vines that bound his body, the true qi in Zhao Hu's body came out of his body, transforming into sharp golden swords, quickly cutting those cyan vines into pieces and breaking away from the binding of cyan vines.

When Zhao Hu broke away from the cyan vines, he immediately flew into the air, took out the Qingfeng Sword, and his fingers danced rapidly, directing the Qingfeng Sword with a compelling cold aura, like a meteor, cutting through the void and shooting out towards Lu Jia's side hundreds of meters away.

Seeing Zhao Hu break free from the vines and command the Qingfeng Sword, with a white afterimage, shooting towards his body, Lu Jia immediately snorted coldly and shouted loudly: "It's good, I see how to break your Qingfeng Sword!" ”

As soon as Lu Jia's voice fell, he saw the whirlwind wooden staff in his hand, flashing a few sharp cyan lights, and dozens of small grasses grew instantly, turning into bucket thickness, hundreds of zhang long, with sharp barbed cyan vines, with the sound of whistling wind, rushing into the air, imprisoning the Qingfeng Sword in the prison composed of vines, so that it could not fly rapidly, and could only struggle desperately in the vine prison.

Zhao Hu saw that the Qingfeng Sword was imprisoned in the vines, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his gestures changed rapidly, and he shouted with disdain: "With this ability, you still want to imprison my Qingfeng Sword, it's really beyond your strength!" ”

As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, he saw that the Qingfeng Sword trapped in the vines suddenly released a large amount of white light with a terrifying cold aura, enveloping dozens of tough vines the thickness of buckets.

Click! Click!

A crisp sound sounded on the empty plain, and the tough vines wrapped in white light were frozen by the cold air released by the Qingfeng Sword, shattered, and became tiny fragments, making a crisp sound.

After breaking through the tenacious vines, the Qingfeng Sword immediately turned into a streamer of light and shot out towards Lu Jia's side, with a posture of not slashing it under the sword and vowing not to give up.

Feeling the cold murderous aura coming from the Qingfeng Sword, Lu Jia's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly danced the whirlwind wooden staff in his hand, emitting cyan light one after another, enveloping a large area of cyan grass in it.

Suddenly, I saw the grass growing wildly, transforming into thick trees, bursting out sharp wooden thorns, and heading towards the Qingfeng Sword.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With a crisp sound, the wooden thorns kept colliding with the Qingfeng Sword.

With the passage of time, the Qingfeng Sword, which originally had a sharp edge, finally lost its sharp edge after breaking through a large number of wooden thorns, and returned to Zhao Hu's hand in the sound of his summoning.

When Zhao Hu recalled the Qingfeng Sword, the thick trees shot out sharp wooden thorns, overwhelmingly shooting towards Zhao Hu's body, and there was a great posture of shooting it into a hedgehog.

Seeing countless wooden thorns overwhelmingly covering his body, Zhao Hu narrowed his eyes slightly, and secretly praised Lu Jia's methods, thinking that Lu Jia's combat effectiveness in the forest would be greatly improved and could give him great help, so he dismissed the plan to kill him, and prepared to put him into slavery to serve himself.

Zhao Hu, who had secretly changed his decision in his heart, did not forget the overwhelming attack of the wooden thorns, the Qingfeng sword in his hand danced rapidly, and a white sword with a chill to the bones shot out from it, and rushed towards the wooden thorns, freezing the wooden thorns one by one, and breaking them into small pieces.

When the white sword rays with a bone-chilling cold were in a fierce confrontation with countless wooden thorns, a small golden sword light secretly escaped from Zhao Hu's feet into the land, and shot towards the direction of countless stout trees.