Ten miles away from the boat, Feng Wu put Yang Hao down, and Yang Hao sat in a tea shed.

"Then I can go. Don't be afraid. Ten miles away from the ship. The two elders and a puppet called the Blood Soul could arrive in an instant" Feng Wu was facing Yang Hao's path, and some people couldn't bear to throw one of them here.

"Senior sister, you go back first, I have two divisions under the protection of the ** front, it doesn't matter much. Besides, I'm so arrogant that I won't die!" Yang Hao smiled hehe.

Feng Wu also smiled slightly, looked at Yang Hao again, and left.

Yang Hao was the only one left here, and there was silence.

"This is ......," Yang Hao looked at the street. It is a place where he was taught by an older man.

"I don't know what happened to my ex......" Yang Hao remembered the carriage and the young man who pointed it out to him.

In his storage bag, there was also a gourd, which had been given to him by the young man, and which contained a lot of wine.

Yang Hao took out the gourd and drank a lot of wine, which was a bold thing.

In fact, how could he not be afraid! He was also scared to death, after all, it was an old demon of the Lantern Festival, even if it was made of evil spirits and evil magic, it was also a Lantern Festival master!

Even twenty Jindan Taoists couldn't fight. Why was he able to fight with his Dao Ah family disciples?

Despite being surrounded by a phalanx of spiritual puppets, he still felt a little uneasy and draped two light curtains over himself. Although it didn't work, somehow, it made Yang Hao feel a little more relaxed.

"Come on, I'll see what you are. How dare you sacrifice a city with your blood!" Yang Hao screamed, sat down, and began to absorb spiritual energy.

Yang Hao absorbed the aura very quickly. The aura in this song is very thin. In addition, nowadays the song is full of blood and water, as well as strange rain in the sky, which leads to the rarity of the aura.

Yang Hao strongly persuaded Qi County Jue to absorb the rare spirit here.

The spiritual energy quickly gathered here and was sucked in by Yang Hao like a dragon.

But these souls are very complex. It takes a lot of time to perfect them.

It is no wonder that Sanxiu's general practice level is relatively low. Compared to the spiritual spirit of the clan, these spiritual spirits are not much worse than the spiritual spirit of the clan. Yang Hao said to himself that he did not refine these souls, but directly guided them out of his body and then absorbed them.

At the same time, somewhere in the palace, in a pool of blood, sat an old man in a golden dragon robe, his eyes open like a skeleton.

"Oops... It seems to be a little monk at the crossroads absorbing spiritual energy so quickly... Such a gift......" The old man's eyes lit up with joy, and then he closed his eyes again, as if he felt something.

"I've been sleeping, but I don't know when so many monks will come back...... Why? Only Jin Dan is the highest? It turned out that the Jin Dan monk in the Six Dao Jianzhong seems to have died and has not returned to the Six Dao Jianzhong. The old man muttered to himself, licking his dry lips.

It can be seen that he is cautious. When he found out that Yang Hao had absorbed the fluctuations of the aura, although he was excited, he felt for the first time if someone was threatening him.

"Since those six swordsmen gave me such a big gift, I won't feel too sorry for them if I don't accept it" The old man grinned, looking frustrated.

Later, the old man was gone, leaving only this puddle of blood blisters.

At the moment when the old man disappeared in the middle of the pool of blood, he quietly appeared where Yang Hao was sitting and looked down at Yang Hao.

"This body is too good, the old man just needs a corpse. Six swordsmen gave him such a big gift. The old man bared his teeth in fright, like a skeleton.

Then, he stretched out a big bloody hand and grabbed Yang Hao.

"Come out!" At the same time, the spiritual dust and spiritual emptiness of sitting on the boat opened their eyes.

Subsequently, they vanished, and when they left, the blood left a mark on their feet.

Just as Yang Hao was about to be grabbed by the blood-colored hand of an old man like a skeleton, countless golden runes appeared around him, blocking his big hand.

"It's," the old man was stunned. He seemed to understand something and wanted to go back.

"Now I find that I want to go. Seems a little late, doesn't it?" Lingxuzi's voice sounded, and the old man was surrounded by Lingchenzi and Blood Soul from three directions.

"Ethereal Son, Son of Spiritual Dust" The old man was like a skeleton, his mouth open, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Six swordsmen, so brave, actually mobilized three Yuanying monks" The old man sneered and said:

"What's wrong with me?" There "So, do you recognize me?" The old man said he looked a little crazy.

Ling Xuzi and Ling Duzi looked at each other and frowned.

"You don't remember, I know you don't! How can you remember a generation like me!" the old man said hysterically.

"I'm Bai Yuanqing!" When you thought that I would never have a chance to enter the Jindan Kingdom again, you asked me to return to this world, create a country, and become the emperor! The old man looked at this spiritual puppet with a strong hatred in his eyes.

"Is this you? you're still alive......" Ling Xuzi raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, I'm still alive. Not only am I alive, but I have also broken through the realm of Yuan Ying!" The old man named Bai Yuanqing shouted.

"Do you know how much hardship I endured to become a Yuanying monk in order to survive?" Bai Yuanqing roared angrily.

"What if we break through Yuan Yingguo?" It's an unusually wicked way to fix it. The breakthrough relied on the blood sacrifice of humans. Mana refuted the impurities. It's called Yuan Ying. It's a waste. The suitability of the soul dust path is endless.

Bai Yuanqing laughed, and countless blood mist emerged from his body.

"Nine Days of Bloodshed - The Great Law!" Bai Yuanqing drank too much, his body swelled rapidly, and his breathing became more powerful.

Then he pointed to the blood trails around him. The blood condensed into several large red pythons, one with a large mouth, which suddenly came out, with a strong smell of blood, and violently pounced on the dust.

In an instant, I saw the python blink and climb to the top of the spiritual dust. Neither the spiritual dummy, nor the blood soul, acted.

Soul Dust snorted, his palms closed, but he directly cut out a sharp sword, which instantly shattered those pythons, turned into a stream of blood, and fell.

The dust of the spirit moved slightly. It belongs to the powerful pressure released by the strong men in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. It flows in blue light and looks scary.

"Stepping into my Huang Da Spring, I will leave someone to accompany me no matter what!" Bai Yuanqing smiled and was about to fight with Sanyuan Baby.

Yang Hao's face moved slightly. He knew that there was a big battle here, and it was widespread. Feng Wu told him when he came. But even Feng Wu could feel the presence of the battle. Why didn't the elders mention it at all?

"When you sacrifice a city with your own blood, and improve it, you stand on it, wanting to deal with me, etc?" Ling Xuzi seemed to have heard some jokes, and he asked.

"Yes, it is! Maybe all three of you will die?" Bai Yuanqing smiled and opened his mouth.

Suddenly, the bloody soul moved, and he stomped his feet, rushed to a house with a quick dash, and with a punch, an old man with a haggard face struck him in a row, revealing his body.

"No... Big brother, run!" Bai Yuanqing shouted, telling the old man to leave quickly.

The old man smiled bitterly. He wanted to go, but couldn't go now. The blood soul was so powerful that he simply couldn't escape.

"My road is where you came from, you dare to stay here, there are two wastes of cultivating evil paths......" Lingxuzi knife.