Half a month later.

Ninth Peak.

In a wide yard.

Ling Haochu sat cross-legged, the fire in front of him flickered, and the blue flame reflected the young man's resolute face, only to see his hands stretched out, and the spiritual power suddenly wrapped around the light blue flame from the palm of his hand.

The spiritual power that formed filaments was wrapped around the fire, Ling Haochu's mind moved slightly, and the fire was gradually pulled to his chest by the spiritual power, and the scorching flame made Ling Haochu feel the feeling of his soul being burned just by touching it.

But his face did not show the slightest pain and discomfort, after the thunder and lightning origin experience of the soul, the degree of condensation is not what it used to be, it can be said that his soul has no divine sense power, and the others can be compared to the three Dan monks at all.

The Cangyan of the five-grade fire was slowly inhaled into his body by Ling Haochu at this time, and the burning sensation still eroded his soul, but it was painless for him, and gradually when half of the power of the fire was absorbed, a flame mark appeared in his palace the next day.

Ling Hao's heart felt something and was surprised, but he was not surprised by the engraving, but because of the origin power, could it be that just absorbing this strange fire could condense the origin?

As if he knew the doubts in Ling Hao's heart, a familiar voice sounded in his mind: "Little mouse, this fire is not as simple as you think!"

Hearing this, Ling Haochu's eyes flashed, and he said, "Please tell the master in detail!"

"This spark is called Cangyan, but he can gather tens of millions of sparks in one, at the beginning of the fifth grade, but the higher the level of the spark he gathers, the corresponding strength will also increase, the upper limit is immeasurable, in my time, this spark is a coveted existence. Gu's voice was solemn, and it could be heard that he also attached great importance to this fire.

Ling Hao's heart was slightly shocked, he thought it was just an ordinary five-grade fire, but he didn't expect it to be a fire that even the powerhouses of the ancient period coveted, and he couldn't help but be a little happy in his heart.

But he also understands that if he doesn't have enough ability to use this fire, he will be discovered and robbed by the strong, he will only cheapen others and use it as a dowry.

Foreign objects are just auxiliary to themselves, and their real strength still depends on themselves.

"I have to get stronger!" Ling Hao said at the beginning.

Half an hour later.

Ling Haochu, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, and could faintly see that there was a faint blue flame mark in the Heavenly Palace on his left hand, and the flames and thunder outside his body converged and rose, revealing the domineering aura of Zhigang.

I saw that at the dantian, a slowly floating thunder pill seed was moistened by the aura, and suddenly there was a light blue flame pill seed next to it and gradually condensed, and the spiritual power in the dantian continued to enrich the illusory pill seed, and it was half an hour, and the illusory pill seed was finally condensed at this moment.

The second Dan is like a small sun that exudes a light blue, shining in the dantian.

Rumble!

In an instant, Ling Haochu's eyes opened, and a stream of spiritual power burst out, sweeping away the dust, and his sleeves sneered.

After a while, the spiritual power flow dissipated, and the flame and thunder rising outside Ling Haochu's body suddenly disappeared, he stood up, his eyes flashed, and he muttered: "It's time to learn some martial arts, otherwise it will really only be one move." ”

According to his current strength, he is afraid that Zhang Gou will not even have a chance to make a move when facing him, but the strange black gas that has appeared repeatedly makes him puzzled, and if he wants to find the answer, he can only go to Chen Haosen.

Ling Haochu called out in his mind at this time: "Master, ......"

Before he could say the next word, Ji's voice interrupted him, with a hint of ridicule: "Little mouse, what kind of martial arts do you want?"

"Uh......" Ling Haochu laughed dryly, and said: "It's still the master who understands me, if the martial arts can be of a higher grade, then it will be perfect." ”

Ji smiled silently, but he didn't expect that as soon as this kid opened his mouth, the lion opened his mouth and said, "What I have in martial arts, have you forgotten the picture scroll in your mind?"

Hearing this, Ling Haochu only remembered the scroll that he hadn't taken out for a long time, his heart moved slightly, and he hurriedly summoned it, and a scroll exuding the vicissitudes of ten thousand years appeared in front of him.

As soon as he opened the scroll, it was still the man who was not afraid of natural enemies standing in the middle of the earth, and behind him were ten huge spirit beasts, majestic, like ten guards guarding their emperor.

Ling Hao was startled, among the ten divine beasts, nine of them were illusory and difficult to see, only one was clearly visible, his eyes were shining, the head was slightly raised, and the sense of unruliness entered his mind, with the intention of killing in his eyes, and the divine beast with blood and qi rising outside his body was not the white tiger that passed on to his eyes? !

"Master, what is this?" Ling Haochu wondered.

"This is the impact of your strength increase, when your strength was still at the beginning, you couldn't see more scenes, and now as your strength gradually increases, what you couldn't see is now faintly visible, and this white tiger is what you can see in your strength. ”

The sound of the Gua Valley pierced his mind, and Ling Haochu had never known of such a vision.

Ji continued: "You have inherited the eye of the stars of the white tiger, and now there are still two spells left by him that you have not yet learned, do you remember how you entered the scroll in the first place, try again." ”

Hearing the sound, Ling Hao's heart moved, and he listened quietly, and after a few breaths, he heard the sound of snorting, and the feeling of resonance followed.

Airplanes!

The light flashed, and when Ling Haochu opened his eyes again, he came to a battlefield filled with blood, and the corpses that fell to the ground with blood flowing out were shocking.

"Kill!"

A loud shout sounded in his ears, Ling Haochu was startled, and hurriedly retreated, only to see a sharp axe sweeping past his body, and a hideous man with a bloodstained face looked at Ling Haochu with an angry face.

I only heard a sound of breaking wind coming into the man's ears, and the next moment Ling Haochu's fist hit him in the face, poof, flesh and blood splashed, Ling Haochu's face was stained with blood, and he looked coldly at the fallen corpse.

"What's going on?" Ling Haochu looked around suspiciously, and when he looked again, his pupils shrank, reflecting the soldiers who were being killed, and the shields and spears were used together, and this space completely turned into a combat field.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The sound of killing formed a wave sound that soared into the sky, Ling Haochu was penetrated by this sound, his eyes were red, and he followed the army to kill, blood splashed.

With a slashed sword in his hand, he rushed into the army and swung it, and the silver light flew, and his head flew up, and blood gushed out.

Ling Haochu was like a general holding a sword on the battlefield, everywhere he passed, he was killed, he kept roaring, constantly waving the long sword in his hand, and one corpse after another fell in front of him.