The sea area of Jingyang is calm and calm, and if you look down from above, you can see that the islands are dotted in this sea area. Comparatively speaking, the number of islands in the Jingyang Sea is much higher than that in the Kunpeng Sea.

On this day, Ye Hao came to a deserted island, which was barren and desolate, full of weeds, and was unvisited all year round.

The reason why he chose this desert island is because this island is relatively close to Futu Mountain, and at that time, if Jingyang Palace really appears near here, then he will be able to perceive it at the first time.

There is another reason, that is, this desert island is very inconspicuous and will not attract the attention of others, although Ye Hao is now in the Jingyang Sea, it does not mean that the Ninth Princess will give up the pursuit of him, as the so-called careful sailing of the ship of ten thousand years, the more critical this kind of critical moment, the more it cannot be taken lightly.

A quaint stone gate appeared in Ye Hao's palm, it was the Pure Yang Immortal Gate, he stepped into the Pure Yang Immortal Gate, and then, this Immortal Gate was like a grain of dust, falling on a desert island.

In the Pure Yang Immortal Mansion, on the Medicine Mountain, the flying dog was listlessly biting a spiritual grass, and his eyes were full of the brilliance of the human race, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a figure landed on his side, and the flying dog hurriedly jumped up, shouting dissatisfiedly: "Who is disturbing the purity of this king?"

When he saw who was beside him, the Flying Dog immediately changed his face, and he shook his head and tail, turning into an obedient and well-behaved pet.

"Xiao Yezi, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you miss this king?"

The flying dog stared at Ye Hao with blazing eyes: "If you don't come again, this king will starve to death, the elixir on this medicine mountain can no longer satisfy the appetite of this king, let me out, this king will open meat." ”

"Be quiet. ”

Ye Hao took out a Five Tribulation True Pill from his arms and threw it to the Flying Dog, the Flying Dog turned into an afterimage, swallowed this True Pill into his stomach, and the terrifying energy in the True Pill was released, almost bursting the Flying Dog's stomach.

Then, Ye Hao summoned Jing Ling, he took out the Sword of Years from the storage ring, and asked, "Are you sure to cultivate this Bamboo Shoots of Age?"

Jing Ling carefully looked at the bamboo shoots of the years, he was addicted to them, and the shock in his expression became more and more intense: "Master, the bamboo shoots of this year need to be cultivated best with the power of the years, in fact, in the Pure Yang Immortal Mansion, there is a thing that contains the power of the years, if it is used properly, it may be possible to make the bamboo shoots of the years reappear in the past." ”

"You mean, Genshin Fruit Tree?"

The reason why Ye Hao thought of the Yuanshen Fruit Tree was because the power of the Yuanshen Fruit Tree's years of martial arts actually contained the power of the years.

However, to release the power of this time, the price to pay is not small, if you want to urge the power of the years of the Yuanshen Fruit Tree, it will consume a lot of martial arts imprinted in the Yuanshen Fruit Tree.

Ye Hao carefully sensed the power of the years in the sword of the years, and there was a touch of decisiveness in his eyes, he had to know how to make trade-offs in everything, although the power of the years in the Yuanshen Fruit Tree was a treasure trove, but the years of martial arts did not improve his strength much.

But if the bamboo shoots of this year are cultivated and explained, a set of years of sword formation can be formed, and the improvement of his strength will be very significant, and even after this set of years of sword formation, he will have the capital to fight against the Seven Tribulations Grandmaster.

He came to the Yuanshen Fruit Tree, at this time, the Yuanshen Fruit Tree on the martial arts mysteries derived, inadvertently, it gave birth to the power of years of martial arts, it is not an exaggeration to say that even if a person without any qualifications, if he gets along with the Yuanshen Fruit Tree day and night, he will also become a talented martial arts genius.

Ye Hao handed over the bamboo shoots to Jing Ling, and asked Jing Ling to plant the bamboo shoots near the Yuanshen fruit tree, of course, this is not just a simple way to plant the bamboo shoots of the years, in order to make the bamboo shoots of the years have vitality and take root with the earth, Jing Ling did not hesitate to spend a lot of spirit for this, which he went through a lot of hardships to get, and at this time, it was destroyed in one move.

However, Jing Ling did not have any complaints, for him, this life has the opportunity to cultivate such a strange thing as the bamboo shoots and bamboos, which can be said to be an opportunity that belongs to him, if he grasps it, then he has a certain chance to impact a higher level of life.

In a short time, the bamboo shoots planted will grow green shoots and release vitality, so far, the bamboo shoots can be regarded as barely rooted in this land, if you want to continue to grow, it will take a long time.

And now, Ye Hao didn't have time to wait patiently, he raised his hand and pressed it on the Yuan Shen Fruit Tree, releasing all the power of the Yuan Shen Fruit Tree's years of martial arts.

Suddenly, the power of the years of martial arts appeared in the void, faintly, as if there were ancient figures emerging, most of these people were from thousands of years ago, and now, maybe they have long been ancient, under the effect of the power of the years of martial arts, they were able to reappear in the world.

However, he has no self-consciousness at all, and he just uses the martial arts he has mastered over and over again.

Some warriors display fierce and radical palm techniques, and some warriors use their fingers to turn swords, exerting a series of domineering sword qi, piercing through the void and stirring up the storm.

There are palm techniques, fist techniques, sword techniques, knife techniques, all kinds of martial arts, all displayed together, making people dizzy, and the visions in the void are intertwined, outlining a magnificent scene of blue and blue.

At the same time, there is a faint power of the years coming, enveloping this heaven and earth, under the traction of Ye Hao, the power of these years is like turning into a long river of years, sweeping towards the bamboo shoots and bamboos of the years.

Buzz!

Under the shroud of the power of the years, the bamboo shoots and bamboos of the years suddenly changed, and if you observe carefully, you will find that the bamboo shoots of the years have grown at least an inch taller.

For the bamboo shoots of the years, one inch represents ten years, and the effort has passed ten years, which is really amazing.

Ye Hao simply sat under the Yuanshen fruit tree, he watched all kinds of martial arts over and over again, perfected his own martial arts, and penetrated the power of the years over and over again.

What he longs for the most is the power of time, if he can master a trace of the power of time through the Yuanshen Fruit Tree and the bamboo shoots of time, it will be of infinite benefit to him.

Ye Hao took out another thing from the storage ring, it was the Kunpeng egg, which contained the Kunpeng true blood, and the Kunpeng true blood contained the power of the years, if the Kunpeng true blood was refined, in this environment, maybe he could really grasp the fur of the power of the years.

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a look of expectation, and immediately, his qi and blood sounded together, his aperture vibrate, and a blood-colored figure drilled out of his acupoint, if you observe carefully, you will find that this blood-colored figure is like a miniature version of Ye Hao, shrouded in blood-colored luster, revealing a mysterious aura.

Then, this blood-colored figure turned into a cloud of blood mist, wrapped around the Kunpeng egg like a spider web, turning into blood, pervasive, burrowing into the Kunpeng egg, refining the Kunpeng true blood contained in it. (To be continued.) )