But as soon as the wine entered his stomach, the man felt a domineering thunder spirit power, which ran from his mouth along his throat to his abdomen, and then burst into his abdomen, and his internal organs seemed to turn into charcoal in an instant.

"What's the matter? what's going on?" everyone looked at the horrible face and expression of the robber, and their hearts sank, "Is it ...... How is this wine unadulterated?"

Looking at Long Haotian again, he slowly came to the robber, calmly took the wine jug from his hand, stuffed it into his arms. Then he smiled and said, "Friend, how does this Purple Xuanlei Wine taste?"

"Woo woo......" The robber was already colorless at this moment, and the terrifying power of the thunder spirit made his limbs and bones numb.

"Ahh

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and they were killed? No, could it be that there was poison in this wine? It couldn't be! Didn't this Long Haotian also take a sip? And he didn't see that he had any chance of poisoning! Could it be that this was really Purple Xuanlei Wine and it was not mixed with water? But why was Long Haotian okay when he drank wildly, and this person would be wasted after taking a sip!

Question marks were circling in everyone's minds, and it was too unbelievable! Suddenly, a "boom" was heard. Everyone looked at it again, only to see that the door of the secret room had been closed, and Long Haotian had long since disappeared.

As soon as he entered this cultivation room, Long Haotian felt a surge of spiritual power rushing towards him, much richer than the cave mansion where he lived. Moreover, he found that this third-level Spirit Gathering Array was a third-order, which could increase the utilization rate of resources to thirty percent.

"Sure enough, it's a good place!" Long Haotian exclaimed, and then spread out the power of spiritual sense, and found that this was a hundred-square-meter room, and in the middle of the room, there was a platform, and on the platform there was a jade holy soul map.

"Is there only one pair?" Long Haotian was slightly surprised, after all, there were ten sets of Holy Soul Diagrams in "Ten Stages of Flame Sparrow Killing", and each move was a diagram, so the entire floor on the second floor of the Yan Family Tower was used to store those ten diagrams. But here, there is only one pair of 100 square meters of space. Of course, Long Haotian also understands that good things can't be judged by quantity alone.

"Let's take a look at what this senior burned first!"

Long Haotian pressed his palm on the Holy Soul Diagram, and then condensed the power of his soul and began to appreciate the Purple Cloud Sect's Zhen Sect.

Suddenly, Long Haotian felt that he was in a reckless wasteland. As far as the eye can see, there is only monstrous dust and black clouds in the vast sky. And at the first line of heaven and earth, there is a faint warrior, who is sitting cross-legged at the moment.

Getting closer, you can gradually see that this is a young man in gray. The contours of the face are particularly delicate, even a little beautiful. His long black hair fluttered all over the sky under the strong wind, his robe was hunting, and there was a wildness all over his body, but with a bit of floating temperament.

The wind is howling and the clouds are gathering. Between the black clouds, the nine heavens suddenly crossed the lightning that tore through the sky, followed by a loud sound that seemed to make the earth tremble.

"Huh!"

A dazzling cold light shot out, and in a trance, people thought that it was purple lightning piercing the sky again, but Long Haotian fixed his eyes and looked again, but it was the martial artist who opened his eyes that looked at the world and the world. In an instant, his whole temperament changed dramatically. This is no longer a beautiful young man, but a fighter who dares to break the sky.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning fell from the Nine Heavens towards the warrior. At this moment, Long Haotian felt that even a mountain peak would turn into powder in an instant. But the young man was fearless, raised his thick eyebrows, rose up, and danced his fists towards the earth-shattering thunder.

At this moment, his body was dazzling, as if it had turned into a ball of light, and his arms were like two swift silver snakes.

"Break it for me!"

The young man roared angrily, and then threw his fists into the sky. Those two silver snakes actually gave birth to two, two, and three, and then they actually divided into thousands of thunderbolts, and slammed into the sharp lightning in the air. At this moment, the thunder in the sky became more and more intense, but the fighting spirit of the blue sky seemed to break the sky.

Endless thunderbolts collided in the void, and the vast wilderness turned into a sea of thunder and lightning in an instant. If this is really a real world, I am afraid that no living beings can survive such a terrifying collision, and they will eventually turn into a cloud of ashes in the sea of thunder.

And although it was only his own soul in it, Long Haotian still felt immersive. Even 5,000 years ago, he was such a powerful being, and at the same time, he was used to all kinds of terrifying scenes. But at this moment, in the face of this shocking scene, he had to marvel at the horror of the future.

The path of martial arts never ends. Even if it was a Ling Tian-like existence, as long as he gave birth to a contemptuous heart, that was the starting point of his downfall. The more powerful a person is, the more humble he should be, he will not be afraid of any opponent, but he must not despise any rising genius.

The strong should embrace all rivers, learn from others' strengths, and then constantly improve their own avenue.

Especially Long Haotian, he knew very well that the reason why he was powerful in his previous life was largely due to his own bloodline.

Because his father was a super powerhouse in the high-level Bodhi Realm, coupled with the strong bloodlines of both his parents, he had a talent that even a genius could hardly achieve since he was born. His starting point is higher than anyone else's, and his strength is growing faster than anyone else's. The miracle of ascending to the holy realm at the age of 100 has been beyond the reach of countless people.

But perhaps it is precisely because of this that his previous life was too smooth, and he rarely thinks and faces difficulties from the perspective of a weak person and a loser. The Holy Monk of Jinsu once pointed out this, but Long Haotian at that time did not have a deep understanding of this, and the Holy Monk knew that he had not yet arrived, so he did not say more.

Now Long Haotian can be reincarnated as a human being, reborn in the body of a young man who has no soul power but his body is like waste wood. He used to hate the providence of man, but soon he had an epiphany, and gradually began to understand what the holy monk said.

He began to understand that in fact, his previous life was not necessarily so strong, especially the tempering of his own mind was still far away.

There are also many wizards in this world that he has never come into contact with, and they have overcome countless difficulties and dangers, and finally they have all shined in their respective fields. If so, he can take its essence, Long Haotian is convinced that the achievements of this life will be far beyond the previous life.

Of course, Long Haotian also understood how hard it would be to pay here.

In particular, in many cases, he has to let go of his inner dignity and learn from his juniors like a junior. It's easy to say, but it's hard to do. Just like when he decided to put down his dignity and become Yanxiong's righteous son, he actually made a ruthless determination, and it was far from being as light as others seemed.

If this "Thousand Shadows" had been placed five thousand years ago, Long Haotian might not have put it in his eyes at all. At this moment, Long Haotian put aside all the arrogance in his heart, as if he was a humble disciple, devoutly and attentively contemplating this Holy Soul Diagram.

"Wind and fire grow each other, but thunder and fire are mutually restrictive, so my last life majored in wind and fire second-line martial arts, and I didn't have much contact with thunder techniques. Long Haotian stared at the enduring light in the void and muttered to himself.

"But now, thanks to the opportunity after being reborn, as soon as I came up, I tempered my 'Golden Wheel' with the power of true fire, so that now the power of thunder and fire can be perfectly fused in my body. Isn't this the guidance of Heaven's will? In that case, I should also incorporate the power of thunder into my martial arts!"

600,000 words...... Thank you all for your companionship and support along the way!

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