Seeing the changes in Evil Guantian's body, Qin Hao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was curious in his heart about what kind of elixir the pill that Evil Guantian swallowed just now, and it had such a strong momentum. ~Top~point~small~say~~23x

"Little donor, come here." At this time, there was the sound of dead leaves and wilting leaves.

Qin Hao turned around and saw that the thin monk was sitting on the ground in a meditative posture, his face was black and white, and the corners of his mouth were already blue. With Qin Hao's medical skills, it was clear at a glance that he had been poisoned.

"Little donor, what he ate was the Burning Breath Pill."

"Burning Pill?" The expression on Qin Hao's face changed.

"The Burning Pill is to burn his own potential and vitality, and his strength has skyrocketed in a short period of time, you, you are not his opponent." Withered Leaf gasped. In this way, he is still alive, and his thinking is still very clear, and he can still speak completely, which shows the strength of his strength, if he were someone else, he would have died several times.

"Little donor, quick, take this and take it." Withered Leaf trembled and took out a small jade bottle from his arms.

Qin Hao hurriedly rushed over and continued, looking at the jade bottle and asking curiously, "What is this?" ”

"This is, it's the Tyrannical Elixir, and there are three left. Pour one out and take it. "The withered leaf is very anxious, if his hand hadn't trembled so much, he would have poured out one himself and stuffed it directly into Qin Hao's mouth.

Qin Hao was a little hesitant, he didn't know the withered leaves, who knew what this thing was, if he ate it indiscriminately, he would find someone to reason with if he had a problem.

Perhaps seeing the hesitation on Qin Hao's face, Withered Leaf had no choice but to explain: "The Tyrannical Spirit Pill was obtained by chance when Lao Qu entered the Ancient Martial World. ”

"Ancient Martial World?" Qin Hao looked at the old monk in surprise, he had actually entered the legendary Ancient Martial World, "Are you from the Ancient Martial World?" ”

"No, it's just an old monk from the Dragon Soul Temple. Donor, it's too late, take the Tyrant Elixir quickly. The withered leaves urged anxiously.

"The Tyrannical Spirit Pill can infuse you with a powerful and unparalleled aura at an instantaneous speed, thus forcibly raising your martial arts realm. However, your veins may not be able to withstand such a powerful aura, so you must turn him into a powerful attack force to vent ......, cough cough cough ....... Speaking of this, the withered leaf coughed violently a few times, and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again.

"Maybe, there may be a certain negative effect on you, but compared to the negative effect of the Burning Breath Pill, this negative effect is negligible."

Withered leaves are right, the Burning Pill is the price of burning one's own potential and vitality to enhance one's strength, and after using it, the person is basically scrapped, and the price is quite heavy, so ordinary people will not use it until the moment of life and death as a last resort. Just now, the Smiling Tiger tried his best to prevent Evil Guantian from using it, because the price of taking the Burning Breath Pill was too heavy for them to bear as martial artists.

And the negative effect of the Tyrannical Pill is that it is possible that the aura is too abundant, and a person's muscles and veins will burst, so people with ordinary strength do not dare to use it easily. If you use it reluctantly, you must explode the excess energy, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

The withered leaves also had to take out this thing for Qin Hao to use in a hurry, and there was still a chance of life if he used it, otherwise it would be a dead end.

Under the urging of the withered leaves, Qin Hao was not verbose, opened the bottle and poured it into his mouth, and in the sound of "dripping", all three were poured into his mouth.

"Don't ——, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......!" The dead leaves were startled, one was about to die, Qin Hao actually ate three at once, which frightened him and screamed in panic, because he was too hard, it affected his injury, making him cough violently again.

"Hahaha, little bastard, old bald donkey, you all die!" There was a roar that resounded through the mountains and rivers, and the roar was like thunder, shaking this piece of heaven and earth, and the next moment, he turned into a violent whirlwind, whistling towards Qin Hao.

Qin Hao's three Storm Spirit Pills were subdued, and the surging aura was like a torrent that burst the embankment, and the waves rushed into his veins, filling the veins that he had already expanded and swelled and seemed empty.

A feeling of full comfort swept through the whole body, and every cell opened happily and greedily to absorb the surging aura, and in this full of comfortable pleasure, Qin Hao couldn't help but let out a long roar.

I have to say that Qin Hao's fate was against the sky, and not only did he not die when he was poisoned by Tianyi Divine Water in Changhai City, but he expanded his muscles and veins with the help of Tianyi Divine Water.

With the expanded space of muscles and veins, he was worried about not knowing where to absorb the aura to enrich it, but as a result, Rong Cheng's line inadvertently met a withered leaf monk and inadvertently helped him, so the three Storm Spirit Pills that only existed in the ancient martial arts world entered his stomach, just filling his empty muscles and veins, and his strength was improved to the late stage of a third-order martial artist. It's a pity that the three are still a little missing, and the tendons and veins are not completely enriched, otherwise they can go straight to the peak of the third-order martial artist.

The withered leaf monk was still worried that one might make Qin Hao's veins unbearable, who knew that three would not be enough.

After Qin Hao finished eating, he really wanted to ask if there were any dead leaves, but now he didn't have time to ask, the storm carried by the evil sky had already swept in.

"Roar!" With a roar, the sound shook the sky, and Qin Hao, who had just been promoted a small level, plunged headlong into that storm with the momentum of destroying everything.

Immediately, in the storm, the wind and clouds surged, the sand and stones flew sideways, the roar was like thunder, and the dull roar of fists and feet colliding.

"...... this?"

Outside, the withered leaves and the smiling tiger were so surprised by the fierce fighting momentum of the two that their mouths opened wide, they were surprised that Qin Hao, a young man, how could he fight so hard with the evil Guantian who had eaten the Burning Breath Pill.

That's impossible? Is it a hallucination?

Even if Evil Guantian can't exert his peak strength because he has been injured, he can exert at least sixty percent of his strength after eating the Burning Breath Pill. Sixty percent of his strength is equivalent to the early stage of the Spirit Realm, could it be that this young man has the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Realm?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, this world is the reincarnation of demons, and it is impossible to reach the early stage of the spiritual realm at such a young age.

However, even if they could not believe that it was true, they could not deny the facts in front of them. In the end, they could only attribute it to the effect of the three Tyrannical Spirit Pills, perhaps it was the three Tyrannical Pills that gave this young man the strength to compete against the masters of the Spirit Realm.

The fight between the two became more and more fierce, fists and feet, figures were crisscrossed, the wind around the two gradually evolved into a sandstorm, and even the dead leaves and smiling tigers outside the battlefield were blown to the sound of hunting.

What level of battle is this?

……

"Bang bang bang!"

"Woo——!"

"Wow——!"

Suddenly, after a violent crash, the two men in the middle of the sand and dust suddenly separated, each sprinting backwards.

"Wow, ......." Qin Hao's retreat seemed to be unstoppable, and he kept sprinting backwards, there was a standing street lamp behind him, and the lamp above the pillar was shining a faint light, which was one of the few remaining street lamps here that could still emit bright light.

However, the next moment, with a loud "bang", the street lamp shook violently a few times, the lighthouse shook for a while, and finally the faint light was finally completely extinguished.

Qin Hao's back slammed into the lamppost, completely destroying one of the few remaining glowing street lamps.

As the lights went out, the lamppost couldn't stand the impact of the powerful force, followed by a "click", the lamppost broke from below, shook a few times and then fell to the ground with a "boom", and smashed into several sections on the cement pier on the side of the road.

Qin Hao didn't care about the situation behind him, at this time, the blood waves in his body were rolling, one couldn't bear it, his throat tightened, and with a "wow", a large mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the land in front of him red.