Chen Hao took out some of the magic weapons given by the water god, most of them were treasures that were not of low quality or were beneficial to resisting heavenly thunder, and they happened to contain the golden crown.

"Thirteen, it looks like you're out of it. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, Chen Hao lifted the scabbard, and found that it was much lighter.

The man opened his mouth and smiled: "It's temperamental, remember not to let it connect to the earth in the future." ”

Chen Hao nodded, clenched the palm holding the sword scabbard, put the sword into the sheath, and began to close his eyes and concentrate, accumulating the charm of the sword.

The monks from the outside world who were exploring everywhere all raised their heads to look at the sky, and felt great pressure from the clouds.

For thousands of years, the monk's cultivation can be described as smooth sailing, without the oppression of heaven and earth in ancient legends, although the entry is much slower, but no one has been punished by heaven to die.

At this moment, the lightning flashing in the clouds made all the outside monks feel deep fear.

The creatures of the secret realm were not surprised, and looked at the terrans with shock on their faces with disdain, and sneered in their hearts.

The blood shadow clone that Gu Liang turned out was still stirring up the turmoil, and every time he was found by the envoy, he exploded on his own, escaping in an extremely stealthy way.

The few foundation-building monks who had besieged Liu Jindan and Li Heng before and had paid all their wealth to escape squatted on top of a giant tree.

The person in the center was dressed in a Taoist robe, and his face was bitter, and it was He Daoren.

"He Daoyou, let me wait to find a good life. One young man was smiling, and he was the same brother as the other three.

Cao Yin, a young man from a sect that was not weak, quietly put his palm on the hilt of his sword and glanced at his junior disciples.

The three of them understood, and each stood on a branch, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

The four of them all had resentment in their hearts, if it weren't for He Daoren's strong persuasion at the beginning, even with the support of a few Void Dan cultivators, they would not dare to make a move against a disciple of the Duobao Sect, let alone fall into such a miserable situation as they are now.

Especially Cao Yin, who is the leader, is not only illustrious in his family, but his family power is not weak, but now he can't take out even the lowest-level magic weapon talisman except for a sword weapon that hooks his life.

"A few fellow Daoists, you have something to say!" He Daoren swallowed his saliva and sneered: "Even if you kill the poor Dao, you can't get back the lost magic weapon, so why waste your efforts?"

Cao Yin sneered, "You don't have to worry about this, I happen to be stuck in the bottleneck of breaking through now, maybe I can make a breakthrough in the last battle with you." ”

You can break through a fart!

Thinking so in his heart, He Daoren didn't dare to say it, his face didn't dare to change in the slightest, he sighed lowly, and said helplessly: "Can you see that thundercloud?"

"What if you see it?" Cao Yin raised his eyebrows, and the dark tide surging in the depths of the heart lake.

He Daoren laughed: "I don't know which kid who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, who shot to kill the natural spirit and provoke a backlash, and he will be struck by that lightning." ”

Someone frowned and said, "If you don't want to die, you'd better talk less nonsense!"

Cao Yin smiled cruelly, the person who opened his mouth was one of his clansmen, Cao Yin had to call him a cousin, his eyes fell on He Daoren, and said lightly: "My cousin doesn't like to listen to nonsense the most, so if you have something to say, just say it, otherwise he can't help but stab you to death with a sword, I don't care." ”

He Daoren smiled, "Back to the two of you, according to the scriptures of my sect, such a spirit that can provoke the wrath of the heavens and earthquakes, inheriting the luck of heaven and earth, must be extraordinary in the place where they live. ”

The Cao Clan's disciple's gaze swept over Cao Yin's face and said, "You mean, as long as you can find such spirits, you will have a chance?"

"That's exactly the reason!" He Daoren stood upright, his heart was settled, and he took the opportunity to say: "Poor people are not talented, and they just happen to know some ways to find." ”

Cao Yin smiled angrily, "You guy, it's not enough to cheat us once? ”

He Daoren kept silent, understanding that this guy surnamed Cao wanted to lower the price.

Sure enough, the next moment, the children of the Cao family got Cao Yin's eyes, and said coldly: "It's okay to cooperate, and we will divide ninety percent of the benefits we get." ”

"This ........." He Daoren's face was embarrassed, and his two eyes rolled quietly, hoping to find a way out.

Cao Yin approached with a smile, quietly blocked the only way out, and said, "Don't feel that you have suffered a big loss, compared to those few guys who drive Jiaolong, it is already very good." ”

The implication is that it's already good that you didn't let any of you waste your efforts to buy your own life, don't know what to do.

He Daoren's mouth opened, and finally turned into a long sigh, "Okay!"

At the same time, almost all the Terran monks who had recovered from the shock seemed to have come to their senses and enlightened one after another.

On this day, the mountain and water spirits who were originally in a corner of the secret territory became quite busy, and people came to disturb them almost every moment.

Without exception, before and after the appearance of each wave of Terran monks, there will be a blood-colored figure, which will be pointed out by the excellent spirits hidden by the weather of heaven and earth.

............

The thunder roared wildly in the clouds, Chen Hao's eyes suddenly opened, and he stood up and looked at the falling purple thunder.

The ghost sword stabbed out with a scabbard, the sword intent and the heavenly thunder bombarded together, Chen Hao's robe danced wildly, and the boulder under his feet shattered.

The bright yellow light on the thick soil sheath gradually faded, and finally turned into a shallow pale yellow, Chen Hao lay on the broken ground, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

The two landscape gods watching the play from a distance looked at each other, and the man felt that his throat was a little astringent, so he stabbed the young water god and asked in a low voice, "Did you see it?"

"I'm not blind. The young water god glanced at him angrily, and then his face was solemn, and he couldn't believe it: "It's a purple thunder with a very high quality, but a few little elves died, so it won't cause such a big disaster, right?"

Nodding slowly, the man frowned slightly: "One blow will make that thick earth sheath almost scrapped, it seems that there are still six or seven heavenly thunders like this, don't really kill that kid." ”

The young water god was silent, his eyes fell on the thunderclouds, and he faintly saw a silk thread leading from the clouds to the top of Chen Hao's head, but it was not the kind of karma formed by luck and karma.

"Could it be the Heavenly Tribulation of Cultivation?" the man boldly guessed, and after talking to the young man, the more the two looked more and more alike.

Immediately slapped his thigh, and each drove the mountain and water divine power to evacuate all the living beings within a radius of ten miles, and then moved a large amount of heaven and earth aura.

The two gods had a bright light in their eyes, and they were quite interested in Chen Hao's Heavenly Tribulation.

Secret realm creatures occasionally descend on the Heavenly Tribulation, but compared to the thundercloud hundreds of feet wide above Chen Hao's head at this moment, it is not worth mentioning.

Chen Hao got up slowly, noticed the changes around him, arched his hand at the two of them, took off the scabbard, and crossed his knees to absorb the aura.

In the Qi Mansion, the golden pill that was originally just the prototype was not only condensed a lot at this moment, but also had a bulge in each of the two sections, which could no longer be a golden "pill".

After about a few hundred breaths, the thunder tribulation above his head regenerated, and a serpentine thunder quietly poked his head out, looked at the small human race below, and roared down.

Chen Hao got up with a long roar, his wrist shook and he lifted his sword up, and the white-clothed purple thunder collided together.

After a while, the thunder dissipated, and Chen Hao fell to the ground again, slamming his sword on the ground, his face pale.

"My ghost sword is much better than your broken scabbard, isn't it?" the young water god's eyebrows fluttered, and he sneered at the man.

The mountain god was helpless, too lazy to bother with him, so he simply stepped out and stood on the top of a big mountain.

The young water god was just about to make a good mockery with him, when he saw the man pull out a stone stick from the mountain, and a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The water god shuddered, turned his head and stopped looking at the man, and stood still as if he had taken root.

The genus of the mountain and water spirits all pay attention to a territory, and the combat power is completely two levels in their respective positions.

Don't look at the two guys who usually go toe-to-toe, looking at the appearance that neither is afraid of the other, once they get to each other's territory, they all have to shrink their necks to admit it.

Chen Hao's situation this time was much better against the heavenly thunder, and the true yuan in his body was only consumed by most of it, unlike the sword intent true yuan that was exhausted at the beginning.

Looking up at the calamity clouds, he found that not only did not dissipate the momentum, but also absorbed the thunder light in the surrounding sky, among which the thunder was rolling and deafening.

Chen Hao held the ghost sword upside down, his wrist twisted, and the blade drove the thunder light, facing the three thunderbolts that fell at a rapid speed.

The heavenly thunder wrapped in the sword body and immersed in Chen Hao's body, and there was a thunder in the meridian qi mansion that roamed and wreaked havoc.

The two protrusions of that strange golden pill became more and more obvious at this moment, one end was sharp and thin, and the other end was square and thick, becoming the shape of a sword.

If Lu Su was here, he would definitely clap his hands and laugh, and bluntly said that Chen Hao had entered the door of sword cultivation.

It's a pity that Chen Hao didn't understand the sword cultivation system, and he was just stunned by the Jindan Sword Pill that contained the powerful true yuan, and then began to expel the thunder in his body.

The young water god shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Silly boy, the great benefit of quenching the body thunder light, others can't ask for it, and they still rush out." ”

In ancient times, Jindan was also known as the realm of immortality, which was the most important threshold on the path of cultivation, and its root was in this thunder tribulation.

Only the monks who survive the thunder tribulation and successfully condense the golden pill are qualified to be called immortals, and the person who has crossed the tribulation has received the heavenly thunder, even if he is recognized and accepted by heaven and earth.

And this thunder quenching body is a real great creation, with or without this creation, the difference in lifespan is ten times. In that era of immortal prosperity, almost everyone regarded it as a watershed in talent.

The Jindan monk who has been quenched not only represents better talent and longer lifespan, but most importantly, it is easier to comprehend the way of heaven.

The avenue is long, invisible and shadowless, and those who are favored by heaven and earth will naturally have much smoother cultivation paths.

Fortunately, the thunder light could not be driven out of the body, otherwise looking at Chen Hao's absurd behavior, the young water god was afraid that he would go up and kick it away, and scold the kid who was tyrannical and deserved to die!

This involves an ancient secret that the young water god had seen with his own eyes when he was extremely young, in which the doorway was not enough for outsiders.

This water god, who has lost most of his family property but is still rich, has always boasted of being a housekeeper in his heart, and it is also related to this matter.

Chen Hao didn't know anything about this, only felt that his flesh and blood seemed to be torn apart by a huge force, and then the fire was scorching, accompanied by a slight numbness.

The white-clothed young man's wrist weakened, and the ghost sword pierced into the ground, and Chen Hao fainted.