In the cliff cave, in the ocean of Sikong Haoran's soul power, the soul refining tripod bloomed with golden light, and the glow was shining.

The abdomen is square, with four legs and four ears.

There are fine veins on it, and the veins of this veins are all over the entire Soul Refining Ding, with mountains and rivers, white clouds and morning glow, fierce birds and beasts.

On one side, the three big characters of the Soul Refining Ding came to life, blooming with its unique golden light. The small body is all-encompassing, complex but not complicated, endless, as if constituting an independent world.

"Hum... Airplanes. ”

The Soul Refining Ding let out a long, exciting, and shocking sound, which made Sikong Haoran feel like he had re-washed his soul, every muscle in his body, even the capillary blood pores, was relaxing, and the whole person was as warm as bathing in the sun.

"Smack!"

Above the ocean of soul power, suddenly dark clouds were thick, lightning and thunder roared, and thunder and lightning churned back and forth in the dark clouds, raging, releasing the destructive power that destroyed everything.

Thunder Lord Punishment, Heavy Killing, Domineering and Domineering, Annihilation of Everything!

The soul refining was as bright as a galaxy, and with a soft sound, waves of souls appeared in the soul ocean, like a boulder thrown into the lake, and there were monstrous waves.

The thunder is condensing, and the soul tide is rolling.

"Boom!"

A golden thunderbolt opened its ferocious fangs and slashed towards the Soul Refining Ding below.

The four ears of the Soul Refining Ding each overflowed with a golden light, converging in the middle of the Dingkou, a thick golden light rushed towards the direction of the golden thunder, and at the moment of collision, a mushroom cloud-like wave of qi overflowed in all directions.

Sikong Haoran never thought that the moment the Soul Refining Ding was formed, he would experience a thunder tribulation, following his grandfather for so many years, he only knew that such a situation would only occur when the soul broke through the Heavenly Realm, which completely subverted his cognition.

What he didn't expect even more was that this Soul Refining Ding's Thunder Tribulation only appeared in the soul ocean, and the cliff cave and the 100,000 mountains did not have any abnormal changes, and even a slight breeze never blew.

All of this is dominated by the Soul Refining Ding, and it seems that it has nothing to do with him, but Sikong Haoran clearly felt the cheers of the Soul Refining Ding, the feeling of blood connection.

The Soul Refining Ding was crumbling in this thunder wave, falling into the corner of the soul ocean, Sikong Haoran's soul was shaken, and a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, if it wasn't for the protection of a layer of golden clothing, this time the soul would definitely be seriously destroyed.

Sikong Haoran clearly saw that the whole body of the Soul Refining Ding was covered with golden thunder, which merged with the golden light it originally released, and the veins on the Ding's body exuded a solemn and solemn aura, as if it was devouring the power of refining thunder.

Anger came from the Soul Refining Ding, rising from the ground, levitating in the air, and soon recondensed a thicker golden light.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Six thunderbolts in a row descended at the same time, the soul refining tripod was annihilated by the thunder, and even the entire soul ocean was covered with the power of thunder, and the thunder with the aura of destruction was raging wildly, and when it passed through the golden light, they were fighting against each other, encroaching, and assimilating, and a war without gunpowder was in full swing.

There were bursts of painful hiss from the Soul Refining Ding, and a slight sound came from the Ding's body, and Dao cracks appeared.

Qian Lulu saw Sikong Haoran's red lips spill a mouthful of blood again, and stood

Beside him, Emei frowned, "Haven't you already absorbed the soul of the two-winged blue-scaled python?

The soul refining tripod that was annihilated by the thunder, the lines and veins around the body, the mountains and rivers, the white clouds and the morning glow, the fierce birds and beasts seemed to come to life, frantically devouring the thunder around them, releasing their unique ferocity, and the three big characters were even more shining.

The devouring thunder was refined one by one, and then transformed into vitality and integrated into the Soul Refining Ding. Constant trauma, repair, and continuous enhancement in this process.

The power of the thunder is weakening, and the aura of the Soul Refining Ding is increasing. Rays of light pierced the thunder, and then it was devastated. The cracks around the body were repairing and healing little by little, and above the sea of souls, the thunder continued to roll, and the pitch-black dark clouds revealed a depressing aura from time to time.

"Boom!"

A white thunderbolt pierced the Soul Refining Ding in the blink of an eye, and the golden light that had just been condensed in the four ears immediately annihilated into nothingness, and Sikong Haoran's heart was flooded with monstrous waves, "Could it be that the Heavenly Dao is really so ruthless, leaving no life?"

The soul consciousness suddenly opened his eyes, the imaginary disaster did not happen, looking at the soul refining tripod in a cloud of white light, he felt a strong vitality, repairing the cracks on the soul refining tripod, and the affected soul was also shrouded in white light.

It turns out that this last white thunder is a gift, and only through the baptism of the first seven thunderbolts can it break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

...

Changzhou in the North.

Qingcheng Mountain Range is towering and towering, stretching for hundreds of miles, the peaks are undulating, there are four peaks at the highest, towering into the clouds, the white clouds are surrounded by the sight on weekdays, and the true face is not known.

On a mountain peak, a pavilion stands in it, the green trees next to the pavilion are shaded, the bees sing and butterflies dance, as if walking into a fairyland.

An old man sits on two stone benches, and a chessboard is placed on a round stone table.

One of the old men was immortal, and his hair and beard were all white. Another old man was dressed in a shabby blue robe, unkempt, holding a wine gourd in his hand to drink himself, and from time to time he made a smacking sound, which provoked the old man next to him to cast a jealous gaze.

Next to the sloppy old man stood a young girl with a long sword, aged fifteen or sixteen, dressed in a light white robe, with a cold aura that no one could enter.

"No, no, this white chess piece can't be placed here, old man, the air in your Xuantian Sect is not good, it affects my performance!" said the old man in a shabby cyan robe as he picked up the white chess.

"Luozi has no regrets, Jun Yue, this is the third time you regret your move, your apprentice can watch from the side!" This old man with the immortal wind and bones is none other than the Xuantian Sect Taishang Elder Qin, he shook his head with a smile, he also knows Jun Yue's temperament, and he doesn't compete with him for a while.

Just after Qin finished saying this, a thought came from Jun Yue's soul ocean, he suddenly stood up, looked in the direction of the Southern Regions, and muttered, "I'm looking forward to your growth!" Then he looked at the girl beside him and showed a smile.

...

100,000 mountains in the Southern Regions.

Sikong Haoran opened his eyes, and a pale golden light overflowed from his eyes, just now, he felt a call, a throbbing from the depths of his soul, this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

This uneasiness came and went as fast as it had never been. Under the investigation again, the soul ocean did not find any other abnormalities except for the soul refining tripod, shaking

shook his head, maybe he was too careful.

After recovering his clarity, he saw Qian Lulu looking at him anxiously, his heart was very warm, and he smiled and said, "Thank you, senior sister." ”

"Are you okay, wipe the blood from your face first. Qianlulu walked up to his side and handed out a handkerchief, a little less indifferent on her indifferent face.

Sikong Haoran took the handkerchief handed over by Qian Lulu, and saw a red begonia flower embroidered on it, which was delicate.

There is also a word embroidered under this begonia flower, if you don't look carefully, you really can't find its existence, when he wants to take a closer look, he was snatched back by Qian Lulu and hidden in his sleeve.

"Senior sister, I haven't read the word under this begonia flower clearly, why did you take it back?" Sikong Haoran said as he wiped the blood stains off his face with his hands.

A slight flush appeared on Qian Lulu's indifferent face, her brows frowned slightly, and she wore a tight-fitting red shirt, which looked extremely enchanting, and then the purple long sword in her hand rested on Sikong Haoran's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "What did you see just now!"

"Senior sister, senior sister, I only saw one begonia flower, just one begonia flower, and I didn't see anything else. Sikong Haoran looked at Qian Lulu in front of him, very nervous and apprehensive in his heart, how could he be so serious when he didn't agree with him, exactly the same as the temper of the senior brother. It seems that I thought of something, isn't the word on it just the word Yu, isn't it!

Qian Lulu saw a glimmer of light flash in Sikong Haoran's eyes, and the purple long sword on his shoulder was buzzing and trembling, "You'd better hide what you saw today in your heart, otherwise I'll treat it as if I've never been to the 100,000 Great Mountain!"

"Senior sister, don't worry, I didn't see anything. Sikong Haoran shouted in his heart, this handkerchief is obviously for me, why is it still threatening me, unconsciously, cold sweat wet his back.

Qian Lulu took off the purple long sword that was on Sikong Haoran's shoulder and glared at him fiercely.

Came to the direction of the entrance of the cave, looked at the sunny 100,000 mountains through the stone cracks, and said: "Their team should be bounty hunters who have been mixed in the 100,000 mountains all year round, and at most they are about four-star level." This is a familiar thing for them, and now that their leader has fled, we are expected to be in danger next. ”

"Senior sister, I've caused you trouble. Sikong Haoran came to Qian Lulu's side, looked in the direction of the cave entrance with her, except for a little apology to her in his words, he didn't care about what was going to happen next, the purpose of his coming to the 100,000 Mountains was to experience, there was no difference between Warcraft and people.

Qian Lulu did not feel the slightest fear from his words, but had a trace of expectation, the master can rest assured that he can come to the 100,000 Mountains alone to practice, and there will be other arrangements in the future, and he is a little more curious about this little junior brother of himself.

With his back to him, he continued: "Wei Hu's strength realm is the intermediate level of the Great Sword Master, this is not to be feared, what I am worried about is that he will entrust the hunting of other bounty hunters in the guild! As long as it is not a team above six stars, we can deal with it calmly!"

"Although the bounty hunters are all a group of outlaws, they also have to spend their lives when they take over the task, and the lucrative commission must be spent, hmph...!Besides, it won't be so easy to hire a six-star bounty hunter team. Sikong Haoran's words were full of killing intent.

Qianrulu pondered for a moment, after a moment of silence.

"An ancient ruin has been found in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountain!" Qian Lulu turned to look at Sikong Haoran, looking at each other, their eyes lit up, and then they nodded to each other, revealing a meaningful smile.