The old man's finger pointed out, and immediately the wind and clouds reversed, Mu Hao was shocked, his body could no longer move, and the hand that wanted to put on the mask in mid-air was also directly fixed there.

"Elder Zhen, what do you mean by this......

"Elder Zhen, he is so weak, I can't wait..."

"Old ......"

Inside the worship platform, a resentful voice came out, its voice was like thunder, and Mu Hao's heart almost collapsed when he listened, and Mu Hao hurriedly protected his mind.

The old man pointed his fingers, then snorted coldly, and immediately covered the voice of dissatisfaction, and as soon as he pointed out, a momentum of dominating the world came out, and at the same time, Mu Hao felt that there was an invisible connection between himself and the worship of Jiangtai.

"Bai Jiangtai, is the ancient war, ten thousand strength through the sky, after the fall of each remnant of a soul, an ancient powerful means of rebellious means, in the nine shadows to take the soul, through the heavenly spirit treasure to build the spirit platform, and finally build the worship of the platform, and then become the inheritance of the treasure, somehow, ten thousand souls sleep, worship the platform wandering in the void.

Ten thousand bodies worship together, ten thousand worship a general, lead the ancient war soul phantom battle, this is the worship of the general..."

The old man looked at Mu Hao and said slowly, even if he didn't deliberately show his cultivation, Mu Hao still felt a sense of shock.

"Refining in a deep sleep, projecting in a sea of blood, and after that, one sacrifice and one worship..."

After the old man finished speaking, the figure slowly became illusory, and then he stretched out his hand and waved, and the worship platform shrank violently, and flew into Mu Hao's hand.

"The old man Jinqiu, who was one of the three marshals of Emperor Fu, was ordered by Emperor Fu to guard the worship of Jiangtai, but in a catastrophe, only the Yuan God was left, and he could only sacrifice the soul of the god and guard the worship of Jiangtai, since you are the successor of Emperor Fu, I hope you can cultivate the Fu Dao to the peak. ”

After hearing this, Mu Hao was shocked, it turned out that Jin Qiu was a general under Emperor Fu, and hurriedly clenched his fists, his thoughts flickered wildly, and said, "Array Shuai, although I am the heir of Emperor Fu, but I am poisoned by blood burial, and my longevity is only three years."

Mu Hao's words were very respectful, he had also heard the story of the formation commander, he had once been famous in the Guwu Continent, but this was not the time to sigh, the poison of blood burial on his body, with the cultivation of this old man, might be able to unravel, and once it was unraveled, the sky would be far away from now on, let him walk.

The elder looked at Mu Hao, in the pupil on the right, some light flickered, and after flashing nine times in a row, the pupil became a little illusory, and he stared at Mu Hao again until the pupil became normal.

The old man raised his head, looked at the sky, and after a while, shook his head, helpless, touched, and finally said, "This poison of blood burial, if the old man wants to solve it before his death, it is just a matter of waving his hand, but now it is a soul body, once it is stained with the poison of blood burial, not only can it not be unraveled, but it will also make this poison explode immediately." ”

Mu Hao lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, shook his head and sighed, it was impossible not to be disappointed, but he had no other thoughts, after all, her senior sister also said that there was no anti-heaven beast soul in the hidden country, but for some reason, her senior sister could not go out of the hidden country, as if she had some fear.

The phantom of the autumn is becoming more and more illusory, the lower body has been completely illusory, only the outline of the hands standing upright, he seems to have too many regrets, looking up at the sky, looking through the clouds, casting through the starry sky, as if seeing a ...... Vast.

"Are you still defeated?" Jin Qiu muttered softly, and then closed his eyes, at this moment, he looked extremely old, and his face had undergone changes over the years, with a sense of vicissitudes.

The old man suddenly burst out laughing, and said something that Mu Hao didn't understand, like a ballad, and then, the illusory body slowly dissipated.

"Dare to ask the sky that year, the inscription is now, how many creatures want to come to the immortals, but they ...... before the ancient road"

Mu Hao looked at the phantom of the old man who was about to disperse, and bowed with his fists, although the old man said that he had not met for a long time and had not talked much with him, but Mu Hao still knew about this feeling.

It's not Jinqiu, even if he has a mask, I'm afraid he still can't resist the random figure that comes out of the sea of blood, and he won't be in contact with the worship of Jiangtai's mind, all of this is all helped by Zhenqiu, just because he is the heir of Emperor Fu, but the fate of one side is enough to make Mu Hao worship.

Mu Hao thought of Fu Long, if he activated the worship platform at that time, but was wiped out by the phantom in the sea of blood, how would he feel, the feeling of burying himself with his own hands, I am afraid it is not as good as the current result.

Mu Hao looked at the worship platform in his hand, it looked like it was an ordinary stone, but a looming coercion made the worship platform extremely demonic.

Mu Hao's divine sense swept and found that there were 10,000 points of light on the worship platform, which had already dissipated more than a dozen at this time, and I am afraid that it was also the result of the blood shadow of one of the 10,000 people who was dispatched for a moment.

He took back the worship platform, sat down cross-legged, and a pill was taken out by him, it was the branded pill, the one he swallowed before, this was found in Fu Long's space ring, the pill before, it was just Mu Hao's recovery of depleted spiritual power.

"At that time, Fu Long said that a pill of branding pills can increase the cultivators of the realm of nine patterns by one line, and the pill I had before was just to restore spiritual power, then, I still have a chance..."

The pill melted in his mouth, and a huge spiritual power rolled out in Mu Hao's body, instantly filling the meridians in his body, and it was still expanding, and the dantian was spinning wildly, running this spiritual power.

Time passed slowly, in the ancient tree preaching, he was already the peak of the second pattern, and now with the help of the branding pill, breaking through is not a problem, an hour later, the spiritual power between heaven and earth has boiled, Mu Hao is like a black hole, crazy devouring the surrounding spiritual power.

"Boom..."

Mu Hao's body, with him as the center, a large pit with a radius of 100 zhang was formed, and he was the only one who had the support of the land in the place where he was disced, supporting Mu Hao like a pillar.

"Whew..."

Mu Hao took a deep breath, felt the spiritual power in his body that was more powerful than before, and couldn't help but clench his hands, on his dantian, there were three Dao patterns that seemed to be natural, which meant that he was already a powerhouse of the three lines.

"Just now the elder mentioned the ancient road, and the storyteller also mentioned the ancient road, the ancient road, what is it" Mu Hao shook his head, now he is not strong enough to contact those, but he believes that he will always understand.

Mu Hao ascended to the sky and looked at the empty surroundings, originally sighed, but frowned, always felt that something was wrong around him, but he didn't know what the problem was.

"It's almost time, it's time to go back, I don't know if the Tianjiao Tournament has started, I hope to be able to arrive. Mu Hao determined the direction, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and rushed directly towards the entrance of the passage.

Knowing that in the city, the crowds are surging, there are forces from all sides, compared to half a month ago, there is not much more excitement, on the street, the realm of nine lines that was rare before, in the present, from time to time can see one, even the spiritual realm, it is not impossible to encounter.

The reason why Zhimo City can be so prosperous now is because the Tianjiao Conference will be held tomorrow, and the Phoenix Tribulation discovered by Han Feng and a few people at the beginning, somehow the news was spread out, and other sects heard that there was such a treasure, and they all sent Tianjiao out, hoping to win the championship, and there were many top people with top strength.

Therefore, people from all sects and sects came quickly, not only to let the geniuses of those sects who are accustomed to doing things come to see the world, but more importantly, to see how much the geniuses of other sects are different from their own families, or how much worse their own ones are, so as to measure the strength of other sects.

Because a Tianjiao not only needs talent, but also needs the resources of the sect to support, so that he can distance himself from others more, and the future development of the sect is also the mainstay of these Tianjiao.

With the distance from that day for a while, there was still one day left, but the surge of the crowd made the originally vast Zhimo City also crowded.

In the center of Zhimo City, in the city lord's mansion, next to a stone table, there were two pretty girls sitting on the stone bench, their faces made the surrounding flowers lose their color, but at this time, they seemed to be a little sullen.

"Sister, you say, where did those two little ghosts go again, it's so annoying..."Han Xue picked up a grape on the table and handed it into her mouth, and said with some slurred words.

Han Yan sat opposite him and shrugged her shoulders with a helpless expression, thinking of Xiao Jiao and the two of them, it seemed that their heads were a little big.

"Those two children, none of them are worry-free, Xiao Yi is better, but that damn little Jiao actually dares to sleep on the plaque of the City Lord's Mansion" Han Yan gritted her teeth and said, it seemed that for the two children, she couldn't wait for them to go as far as she could.

"That's it, he actually moved my bed to the roof of the house without knowing how to use it, and even removed the roof, and lay on the bed with Xiaoyi to watch the moon. After Han Xue heard this, she quickly received the topic, accusing Xiao Jiao and the two of them of evil deeds.

"Yes, and that day..."

"Not only that, but..."

The two talked with relish, and the time passed slowly, and it took half an hour to finish talking about Xiao Jiao's evil deeds, and they both leaned on the stone table with their cheeks in their hands, you look at me, I look at you.

If others were here, this scene would definitely be appreciated as a painting, because the sulking appearance of the two of them does have a different flavor.

"It's all that damn Mu Hao, I don't know where to go after leaving, I will definitely make him look good when I come back" Han Xue stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and with his strength, a squeaky sound sounded.

And in a place outside Nazhi Mocheng, there was a wisp of green smoke floating like lightning, it was Mu Hao, who was hurrying at a rapid pace at this time, and suddenly, a breath rushed to his mind, making him sneeze for some reason.

"Ache..."

"Sneezing for no reason, could it be that there is a beautiful woman who misses me?"

Mu Hao shook his head, he joked to himself, but his speed did not decrease, and he flew towards Zhimo City at a very fast speed, and the green smoke was everywhere, all of which were clouds and mist, and different colors were crossed in the sky.

And Mu Hao also found that he encountered some Changhong from time to time, but he was not a time color like himself, but a cloud and mist, I am afraid that he is the only one.

Some Changhong, saw a burst of fog drifting very quickly, thinking that it was some kind of fierce beast collective formation, and even some people thought it was a beast tide, and quickly gave way, but then found that inside the smoke, there was a white-haired man, and everywhere he passed was clouds and mist, thinking that he was being teased, and wanted to go up to teach him a lesson, but the speed was not as fast as Mu Hao, and even a lot slower, so he roared a few times and could only give up.

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