Under the intention of the Great Elder, the news of Xia Hao's challenge to Xiao Qiang soon spread among the clan, and it was boiling and everyone knew about it.

This matter has suddenly become a hot topic of discussion, and there are many discussions.

No one is optimistic about Xia Hao.

Some people pity and sympathize and lament for this impulsive young patriarch, while others mock and gloat, waiting for a month to see how Xia Hao paid the price for not being able to measure himself and was humiliated.

Time passed.

These days, Xia Hao seems to have disappeared, and he is nowhere to be seen in the clan. Some people say that he regretted blindly challenging Xiao Qiang and hid in a corner, wanting to escape all this. Some people also said that he was temporarily cramming Buddha's feet, wanting to fight hard, and was hiding somewhere to retreat and cultivate, all kinds of speculation, and the noise was everywhere.

No matter what, it's only a month, and in the eyes of people, no matter what Xia Hao does, it will be useless and can't change the ending.

Xia Hao, who is the focus of people's heated discussions, is in Qingyang Town, a remote mountain peak, on a cliff platform.

Xia Hao sat on the cliff platform, his expression was calm, and his sleeve robe fluttered in the wind.

"Boom!" In the distance, there was a dull roar, rolling dark clouds, the sky and the earth were dark, the wind and rain were coming, and a storm was coming.

In the tumbling clouds, bursts of electric light traveled and shone, thick as a dragon, and the thunder reflected the sky and the earth flickering, with a terrifying and violent coercion.

Xia Hao's body and heart are one, as quiet as a rock, and the whole person seems to merge with the surrounding heaven and earth, and it seems that some amazing change is brewing.

Crash!

In the distance, there is thunder and lightning splitting, swaying like a dragon, connecting heaven and earth.

Xia Hao looked up at the air.

His hands had formed a mystical seal in front of him.

"Boom ......"

As if pulled by a mysterious force, in the sky, the clouds and tides rolled in and continued to converge. In an instant, it was a huge and majestic cloud tide vortex that converged in the sky above Xia Hao, constantly rotating, attracting thunder and lightning, blending and gathering, exuding endless terrifying power.

In the whirlpool of clouds and tides, thunder and lightning gather more and more.

It overflowed with blazing light, reflecting the sky and the earth.

Finally, the cloud tide vortex could no longer bear the power of thunder and lightning, and in the uproar, the cloud tide collapsed, and a thick thunderbolt, like a violent heavenly dragon, fell from the sky and fell violently.

Towards Xia Hao on the cliff platform, he fell straight down!

"Close!"

In the face of the violent thunder and lightning, Xia Hao's eyes did not show a trace of panic and fear, but revealed a hot look, the thumbs and index fingers of both hands against each other, like a container, in the deep cheer, facing the thick thunder and lightning violently.

Bang!

The thunder and lightning fell on Xia Hao, enveloping and engulfing Xia Hao's whole person in an instant.

In the blazing and dazzling thunder light, a tall phantom was vaguely seen emerging behind Xia Hao, his hair fluttering, his eyes were like the sun, and his big sleeves were fluttering and dancing.

At this moment, in the entire mountain peak, countless birds and beasts, and in the depths of their souls, a feeling of palpitations suddenly emerged, and they all fell to the ground and bowed their heads, even the flowers and trees all bowed their waists, as if they had surrendered.

This palpitation came and went quickly, like a storm. Soon, the low-lying flowers and trees straightened up again, swaying in the wind, and the birds and animals returned to normal, and a trace of dazed emotion appeared in their eyes, and then scattered away.

On the cliff platform, the thunder and lightning have also dissipated.

The air was filled with a manic, fiery atmosphere.

Xia Hao slowly got up and stepped on the cliff platform.

Crackling!

On his body, there were thunderbolts and lightning swirling around him.

The five fingers of his right hand were slightly opened, the thunder shone brightly, and countless thunderbolt particles swam, exuding a scorching aura.

Immediately, I saw a thunder mark appearing at the center of Xia Hao's eyebrows.

He actually has a thunder martial spirit!

Moreover, this thunder martial soul was actually cast by Xia Hao himself!

Can martial spirits also be made?

This is too shocking.

In people's cognition, the martial soul is innate, it is a gift from God, a mysterious power hidden in the depths of the human body, and only through sacrifices, communicating with heaven and earth, and obtaining the gift of God, can it be awakened.

However, Xia Hao actually cast his own martial spirit, if this spreads, I don't know what kind of turbulent waves it will set off and subvert people's cognition.

But for Xia Hao, what is it to cast a martial soul? In his previous life, as the Emperor of Longhuang, he stole yin and yang, seized creation, turned nirvana, held life and death, and held reincarnation, did he do less of this kind of thing against the sky?

His Great Emperor's Soul is the ancestor of all souls.

If it weren't for the fact that the current realm cultivation is still too weak, and it is too difficult to summon the soul of the Great Emperor, don't say that a thunder martial soul, a thousand, ten thousand, even a saint-level martial soul, he can create it.

In order to cast this thunder martial soul, Xia Hao went through more than ten days of preparation before he used a trace of the power of the emperor's soul to seize the luck of the Heavenly Dao, condense the thunder, and cast this martial soul.

Using the power of the Great Emperor's Soul, Xia Hao's face also turned pale, panting slightly, and the true qi in his body was almost emptied.

In the final analysis, the current realm cultivation is too low.

Unable to support the power of the Emperor's soul.

The realm cultivation is limited, and the Thunder Martial Soul that Xia Hao has cast at this moment is only a ground-level beginner, of course, in Qingyang Town, and even in Male Bird City, this is definitely a top-level martial soul.

The martial soul has the distinction of heaven, earth and man, and crosses the heavenly level, which is the level of sanctification and ancestor, and each level has four levels: primary, middle, high and peak.

Ordinary people, once the martial soul is awakened, the level is basically fixed at the moment of awakening, unless it is an adventure, it is difficult to have a chance to improve. But for Xia Hao, it is not a problem at all, with the soul of the Great Emperor, with the improvement of the realm cultivation, he can condense the thunder and lightning again anytime and anywhere, reforge the thunder martial soul, and achieve improvement and transformation.

Moreover, with the improvement of realm cultivation, once the opportunity comes, Xia Hao can also cast more martial souls.

Xia Hao's Great Emperor's Soul is like a big tree, as long as the nutrients are enough, it can produce all kinds of different martial soul fruits.

Put away the thunder martial spirit, the mark disappeared between the eyebrows, Xia Hao left the cliff platform and walked towards the family.

Half of the time has passed since the one-month period of the battle with Xiao Qiang, and now, he has controlled the Thunder Martial Soul, and in the remaining ten days, Xia Hao also wants to make another impact on the realm cultivation.

Xia Hao's current realm cultivation is the third level of the Fire Realm, and Xiao Qiang has reached the seventh level, and there is a fourfold gap between the two, which is a bit much.

There are still more than ten days to go.

Enough is enough.