The favor is owed, but when Shang Zhenyu was leaving, a sentence made Zhou Hao feel that he might have caused a big trouble. But fortunately, it was also a matter for the future, and the character who has never been worried about the future quickly put this matter behind and began to recover.

"Hmph! This kid is a good thing. "The city lord of Minyang is still inexplicable, his hatred for the Yun clan (Zhou Hao) has increased unabated, thinking about it a little, Tianshu and Tianquan are considered to have people on the field, as for the old Dao of Tianji City, all day long Shen Dao, he doesn't even owe it to talk to him, and the Lord of the Shaking Light Pavilion has always been honest with himself, the Lord of Xuanji City is standing behind that kid to support him, and it is absolutely impossible to send someone to make a move, and in this way, only Yuheng City in the seven cities has no monks to make a move, which is naturally not good.

In a word, there are difficulties, it is impossible to stay out of the matter, after a little thought, his eyes first drifted to the three corpse Dao people of Yuheng City Lord, his face was white, his eyes were like dead fish, and he was not colored, this is the Three Corpse Dao people, don't look at his appearance, and even a little gloomy, but the people who are doing it, including the Xuanji City Lord, are also easily unwilling to provoke, and the reason for his Dao name is even more self-proclaimed, but he has the title of Living Yama in Seven Star City, and he dare not fight with him when he is idle.

The three corpse Dao people didn't raise their eyelids at all, and there was no trace of emotion in the cold dead fish's eyes, but they knew that the city lord of Minyang looked at him, and directly nodded his hand and threw out a paper talisman.

Peng, the paper talisman ignites when it encounters gas, like a ghost fire in a trance, disappears without a trace, seems to disappear into space out of thin air, no one perceives, a mysterious and mysterious fluctuation, dispersed into the distance.

Time passed bit by bit, but no monks appeared, and Zhou Hao calmly sat cross-legged on the ring to repair his own consumption, with Jindan monks guarding, naturally not afraid of being disturbed, and with the advent of the day, there are a lot fewer monks watching around, seven days is actually not very generous, for thousands of monks who want to take this opportunity, carp leaping into the dragon gate to join the Tianyan Sect, their own opportunities are naturally much more important than watching other monks fight.

The departure of countless monks has not actually reduced too many monks watching the excitement under the ring, of course, the main body of the monks is more of a small cultivator who is in the distance, occupying a barely able to watch position, and has become the main group.

Zhou Hao patiently recovered his strength, and did not take the initiative to call the battle as he did, the monks who guarded the Jindan naturally saw it in their eyes and let it recover, and in the distance, countless Qi Realm cultivators, through the word of mouth of other monks, quickly spread Zhou Hao's reputation, and unconsciously, the name of the Yun Clan became the hope and banner of Xuanji City.

It was noon, the time limit for recovery in the ring was approaching, and countless monks who had already signed up to line up to teach a lesson to take revenge on the Yun clan were waiting for the last moment to come, Zhou Hao seemed to be still immersed in the recovery of cultivation, outside the ring, the city lord of Yuheng, who had no waves in the ancient well, suddenly felt something, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he glanced at the countless monks.

This subtle action naturally made several other city lords perceive it, but except for the more anxious city lord of Minyang, everyone else was not shocked, not to mention that the person who came was at most a junior in the foundation building period, and it was not worth their surprise.

Whew! Breathing out a slightly scorching turbidity, Zhou Hao woke up as if he felt something, stood up and looked out of the ring.

A fluctuating figure, even under the bright sun, still makes people feel unfathomable, the place passed, not to mention which Qi Realm minor monks, even some monks who built a layer of foundation, are also aware of hindsight, after a moment in the past, only to find that someone borrowed the Tao from the side, so that many people were vigilant.

Many monks who were grinding their fists and clapping their hands and waiting to take the stage, seeing that another opportunity was seized by others, their hearts were indignant, and they were clamoring for Brother Jindan to give an explanation, only to see the gray figure turn his head and look at the clamoring monk, and after a while, a scream like killing a chicken suddenly exploded under the bright sky, and countless monks retreated one after another, as if they had encountered something terrible, and did not dare to approach.

Zhou Hao watched his every move since the figure appeared, and when the gray figure got into the ring, Zhou Hao smiled secretly in his heart, for no other reason, a pair of bright eyes, a faint trace of green fireworks flashed away, and he smiled at this seemingly panic-causing show death.

Not far from the ring, Crane Wuwu was constantly abused and killed by the angry eyes of countless monks around him, but he didn't care, and Huang Zhonglu, who was so angry and helpless by him, actually sat with this scoundrel at this time and tasted the spirit wine, surrounded by dozens of beautiful female monks.

"Alas, Lao Huang!" Crane shouted without worry: "Look, here is another one, let's not open a gambling house, how boring, or you and I will gamble together?"

He Wuwu seemed to have always been obsessed with the hundreds of thousands of spirit stones that Huang Zhonglu had distributed from his hands, and from time to time he thought of ways to snatch the spirit stones back from Huang Zhonglu's pocket.

Huang Zhonglu drank the spirit wine slowly, quite worried, and did not go to pick up the crane worry-free words, but said, "This Yun Dao friend doesn't get out of the ring, and he has been fighting like this, can he say that he can't fight sixteen battles in one go?" and seemed to be talking to himself.

He Wuwu was bored, but he didn't care, looked at the ring that was fighting again, and said: "Lao Huang, you say, will this guy be some kind of demon into a spirit change, otherwise how can he have such a strong physique, if he is an ordinary person, he has already reached the limit now." ”

didn't forget to tease the female cultivator next to him, "Sister, you say, what my brother said is fine!"

The gray shadow's expression was not obvious, and his low and distant voice was like the Nine Shadows Abyss coming, "Fellow Daoist, a certain is Shifuya of Yuheng City, I was ordered to fight with my fellow Daoist, please ......"

Simply, there was no nonsense, he went straight to the point, and without waiting for Zhou Hao to reply, his body was already as close as a ghost, and the weird sound waves, with an obscure aura under the sleeves of the robe, hit Zhou Hao directly.

Hum, weird, Zhou Hao even has a feeling that his body is stuck in a quagmire, and there seem to be countless tentacles, climbing and pulling his body, which makes people breathless.

"Humph!" With a muffled snort, the power of the divine soul surged, and Zhou Hao directly used the most violent and direct method to crack it, yes, Zhou Hao relied on his powerful divine soul cultivation, and the moment Shi Fuya appeared, he discovered the essence of his ghostly body.

Bang bang, an invisible explosion sounded in the minds of the two of them at the same time.

Knock knock, as if the mind was naturally blown up by muffled thunder, Shi Fuya and Zhou Hao staggered back together, and the stone ring under their feet was thumping.

"Huh! Interesting!" Tsuru Wuwu's eyes were bright, and he seemed to have found something interesting, and he was very surprised.

"Hey, stinky boy, what did you find?" Huang Zhonglu is not as leisurely as him, but he is really worried about Zhou Hao.

The city lord of Yuheng, who was originally as stable as Mount Tai, suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and a pair of phoenix eyes suddenly burst out with a little essence, his body was even tighter, and the hesitation in his eyes flashed.

Since Shi Fuya cultivated this technique, he has never been cracked by a monk of the same level, and his brain is dizzy under carelessness, and even his spiritual power is a little uncomfortable, Zhou Hao himself has never encountered Xiang today, directly using the Divine Soul and Divine Thoughts as the main body of the attack, and for a while, he was also tinnitus, dizzy, nauseous and uncomfortable, as if he was drunk.

The city lord of Yuheng himself is a good soul, and as a monk at the peak of the Golden Pill, which of the seven city lords has not opened up the Purple Mansion! Therefore, they have more or less noticed the fluctuation of the soul in the ring, except for the Xuanji City Lord who had guessed earlier, the other six people were all surprised, surprised by the strength and cultivation realm of the Yun clan (Zhou Hao).

As for the achievement, it depends on one's own qualifications, and the level of a monk's achievement depends on his opportunities, resources, and other aspects.

However, a monk finally decides the height he can reach, or how long it can reach a certain height, the divine soul has become an indispensable measuring point, there are special exercises, qualifications against the sky, and there must be great opportunities, several opportunities can be combined in one to open up the Purple Mansion and condense the Divine Soul in the realm of foundation building, such a monk is naturally more than those monks who can barely open up the Purple Mansion and condense the Divine Soul until the Jindan cultivation, and the future path is invisibly broader and very right.

Compared to those monks who have been unable to open up the Purple Mansion for the rest of their lives, they can be called demons, and today, is this Yun Clan (Zhou Hao) the demon, not to mention other monks, just Hao Yan, the lord of Xuanji City, suppressed the surprise in his heart.

The monk fights, life and death are between a thought, although the vibration of the soul makes people uncomfortable, but the two of them understand in their hearts that at this moment, they are fighting on the spot, where is the kung fu for you to recover slowly, gritted their teeth and endured the pain of the soul, and fought together again.

For Shi Fuya, he didn't dare to attack with his soul easily, and the arrogance and "extreme thoughts" in his heart before even made him feel a little blamed, he underestimated the monks in the world too much, and warned himself that the soul attack was best used as a killer existence, don't think about using it to create the idea of dominating the scene.

Zhou Hao's soul turned, he didn't know if the other party would attack with his soul again, he was instinctive, and began to urge the soul exercises with all his strength to protect himself, but in the battle again, Shi Fuya fell into passivity.

Divine soul attack is a killer weapon, it is also his sharp weapon, once he loses the advantage of divine soul, even if other means are still very strong, it is only necessary to distinguish who to compare with, compared to ordinary monks, Shi Fuya is worthy of being the genius of Yuheng City, even in Seven Star City, this generation of monks is definitely among the top few, but compared with Zhou Hao, there is a gap, gritting his teeth and insisting for less than a quarter of an hour, Shi Fuya had to perform the divine soul attack again, but was easily resisted by Zhou Hao, who had already prepared, and the consequence was the opportunity of his divine soul shock, and he was directly kicked into the ring by Zhou Hao。

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