At this time, Peng Yuan had already regained his composure. His eyes lit up, and an iron brick appeared in his right hand. The iron bricks were as dark as lacquer on all sides, and they rose into a square hill floating in front of them. The yellow air on the brick is circulating, and there seems to be a thunderous buzzing sound, which shocks people's eardrums.

Seeing this, Yi Hao's face changed. This person is not cultivating magic skills, and there are also strange treasures that can change the size at will.

"Come on!" Peng Yuan stared at Yi Hao hatefully. His face was pale, and he seemed to have some difficulty manipulating the iron bricks. His expression was focused, and the trick in his hand was even more urgent, and the iron brick suddenly flew up and floated a hundred feet above Yi Hao's head, tightly covering Yi Hao's figure. Then the iron brick was like a falling star, and it slammed into Yi Hao.

Yi Hao's face changed slightly when he saw this, and he dodged quickly. But the giant mountain of iron bricks in the sky moved with it, as if it had locked him in his shadow. Yi Hao's face was blue and white for a while. I can't imagine that the iron brick magic weapon is so powerful, how can he get out of it.

Yi Hao quickly dodged to delay time, and the thoughts in his head took a sharp turn. The Burning Heaven Gong, Aoki Immortal Technique, and various secret techniques appeared in his mind one by one, but none of them seemed to be able to cope with the immediate crisis.

"What should I do?"

"That's right, back to the mountain!"

There are three types of "carrying the mountain", "picking the mountain" and "carrying the mountain". "Carrying the mountain" pays attention to the circulation of qi and blood to the body and limbs, and the qi and blood in the body are long, and the strength increases dramatically. Using this style, it is like being able to carry a huge mountain, and its momentum is majestic like sweeping away the leaves, sweeping thousands of troops, and it is difficult to resist. "Picking the mountain" is to pay attention to ingenuity. The exercises are soft and tenacious, and they are strong when they are strong. Its momentum is as sharp as a needle, and it seems that even a giant mountain can fly lightly. "Back to the mountain", with special emphasis on stability. Step by step, steady and steady, the next plate is as solid as a rock. Its momentum is deep and heavy, and its body is like being rooted in the earth, and the wind in the southeast and northwest cannot shake it.

The "carrying mountain" style in the back mountain gong, if the power of Dacheng can take the sun and the moon, but he has not yet cultivated to Dacheng. But at this time, he couldn't care so much, and quickly put away the flying sword.

"Carry the mountain!" Yi Hao drank low. His whole body was burning with qi and blood, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit. Looking at the huge mountain of iron bricks above his head, he walked steadily, his arms high. The qi and blood in the body suddenly boiled, and there was a dragon groan hidden between the muscles and bones, and then the body suddenly swelled like a small giant about five feet high.

A flood of desolation loomed over his body. The little giant's legs are as thick as a thousand-year-old tree, and his two arms are as strong as the roots of a 10,000-year-old tree. Then he stomped his feet to the ground and flew towards the falling iron bricks.

"How daring!" Peng Yuan seems to be full of confidence in iron bricks. Although he was surprised by Yi Hao's transformation, he was disdainful of Yi Hao's action of flying towards the iron bricks. He continued to infuse Yuan Li into the iron bricks, and the fall of the iron mountain became more urgent.

There was a soft "pop". Tie Shan touched Yi Hao's thick body, and the power of tens of thousands of catties was immediately transmitted to his arms. Yi Hao's figure was crushed to the ground by the iron mountain. Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the ground, centered on Yihao's legs, spreading out like spider webs.

Yi Hao snorted, a trace of blood stains overflowed from his mouth, and then beads of blood as red as agate appeared from the pores of his body. His eyes were wide open, and his mouth was full of steel teeth. He held on unyieldingly, and the fall of the Iron Mountain stopped.

"Carry the mountain!" Yi Hao burst into drink. He slowly raised his arms, and his body was already bent over like a bow.

"What kind of exercise is this!" Seeing this, Peng Yuan couldn't help but show fear. At this time, Yi Hao's whole body was covered in blood, and his momentum was like a giant who opened the world, and his body was full of power that could not be offended.

"Pick up the mountain!" Yi Hao's eyes showed madness, and he shouted loudly again. His hands were changed to grasping, and he actually grabbed Tie Shan slowly.

"Suffer death!" Then, as soon as he threw his strength, the iron mountain roared like a meteorite and smashed towards Peng Yuan.

Peng Yuan stared blankly at the approaching Iron Mountain, he couldn't dodge. The iron mountain smashed down swiftly like Mount Tai was on top.

"Poof!" After the sound of broken eggs was heard on the ground, the iron mountain sank deep into the ground. Suddenly, a shaking vibration came, and the protective formation was immediately shattered, and dust rose from the ground to cover the sky.

The smoke and dust dissipated, presumably because the user Peng Yuan died, and the huge iron mountain reverted to a palm-sized iron brick lying quietly in the deep pit. Yi Hao's body flickered, and he returned to a normal body. He stretched out his hand, and the iron bricks flew into his hand.

Looking at the dark iron brick in his hand, Yi Hao's eyes showed a strange light. He pinched the trick with both hands, and with a wave of it, the original mark on the iron brick disappeared immediately. Yi Hao bit his finger, and a bit of essence blood dripped into the iron brick. The light on the iron brick flashed, and the blood droplets were instantly absorbed. Yi Hao suddenly felt that he had a slight connection with the iron brick.

Yi Hao then looked underground, picking up the storage bag left next to the corpse like mud.

He then looked through the storage bag with a look of surprise on his face. This person has a lot of collections, there are more than 2,000 yuan stones in the storage bag, as well as a number of medicinal herbs and pills, and a stick yuan. On one side of the clutter, a jade slip was placed quietly.

Yi Hao took out the jade slip and put it on his eyebrows, and suddenly a stream of information came into his mind.

"Wind Thunder Seal!"

"Good Baby ......"

"Good exercises!"

Yi Hao put down the jade slip, and his dark face turned red like a ripe peach with excitement. His eyes lit up as he looked at the iron brick in his hand in disbelief.

The name of the iron brick is "Wind Thunder Seal". This treasure was obtained by Peng Yuan by accident from the ancient cave mansion. The level of the Wind Thunder Seal is unknown, and it can change in size depending on the amount of Yuan Force input by the user. But by virtue of changing the size at will, it is at least a high-grade element.

The information in the jade slip also contains the way of the imperial envoy of the wind and thunder seal. The offensive and defensive method of this treasure is only one move, which is to violently "crush" after magnification, and there is no other way. Yi Hao couldn't help but be surprised, the person refining this treasure must be a cultivator who has cultivated his physical body and has abundant yuan power, far surpassing his peers. Wouldn't it be fitting for him to use this seal as well?

Yi Hao tried to slowly inject orange vitality into the wind and thunder seal. As soon as his vitality entered the seal, an orange light immediately flashed on the wind and thunder seal, and then the seal slowly grew larger, and no longer increased when it exceeded the size of Peng Yuan's envoy.

At this moment, the wind and thunder seal is more than 20 zhang long and wide, and a layer of wonderful and unrecognizable lines appears on it. Suddenly, an inaudible Sanskrit chant sounded, and the seal was even more thunderous, as if to destroy all evil. At this time, the wind and thunder seal was even more powerful than before.

Yi Hao happily put away the wind and thunder seal. He looked at his bloody body again, only to feel that he was weak, and half of the essence and blood in his body had disappeared. It seems that just now the urging of "Daishan" accidentally broke through to the realm of Dacheng, but the use of this style has serious sequelae. Urging the "Daishan" requires a certain amount of essence and blood to support. Recently, he can't use it again until the essence blood is made up, otherwise the loss of the essence blood will affect his longevity.

Yi Hao remembered the three styles recorded in the back mountain exercises, and couldn't help but be even more suspicious. "Is the Carrying Mountain Gong really a martial artist's exercise?" Until now, even if you kill him, you won't believe it.