There was still a lot of immortal aura left in the formation prohibition, and Zhang Yuanhao simply inhaled all of his brain into the sea of knowledge, turning it into a large amount of perception of Xiao Gengjin's sword qi.

Zhang Yuanhao sensed that the immortal aura transmitted to others in the formation was close to drying up, so he could only look at the flowers and infuse the remaining immortal aura into the spell matrix of Xiao Gengjin's sword qi, and seize the time to comprehend the true meaning of its various branches.

Whew!

In the spirit array, the immortal aura had completely dried up, and everyone could no longer absorb the slightest immortal breath, so they opened their eyes one after another.

Zhang Yuanhao pretended to open his eyes, and swept around, but he didn't find anything suspicious, no one noticed him, so a slightly hanging heart was put down.

He was afraid that the wisp of true meaning that he accidentally leaked out just now would be noticed, and then he would be in big trouble.

"I don't know if you have a harvest......"

In a trance, Si Yu was still sitting on the only first-class stone platform in the center of the stone pool, with an expressionless face.

Zhang Yuanhao chuckled in his heart, but his face pretended to be indifferent, without saying a word, he quietly looked around, watching the movements of others.

"The surname is Si, don't sell Guanzi, let's say, what's wrong with Xiaoxian Chi!"

On the third-class stone platform, the skinny old man of the Fake Dan Realm of the Royal Beast Gate snorted coldly and said.

A gloomy smile surged up on Si Yu's fat face, and his already small eyes almost became a slit: "Yes, Tong Qianzhang, I still want to ask you this question!"

Before the words fell, he saw Si Yu's palm flick, and a gray-black poisonous gas overflowed from his body, and a palm-sized turtledove flew out from his palm, and as soon as Fang appeared, a layer of colorful poisonous gas was brought out, and the air was slightly distorted by the poison.

The turtledove was like a living creature, fluttering its wings, turning into a match that emitted the colorful poisonous gas of everyone, and swept towards Tong Qianzhang.

"Not good!"

Tong Qianzhang was so frightened that he hurriedly reached out and patted a light blue delicate cloth bag on his waist, only to hear a "whoosh", from which a huge lion with red fur and burning like a flame flew out, and fell to the ground like a stone pool, splashing a hot splash.

Fake Dan Realm Demon Beast, Red-Maned Lion.

As soon as the red-maned fiery lion Fang landed, under the control of Tong Qianzhang, a red flame more than three feet high ignited around his body, turning into a huge shield, firmly covering one person and one beast.

"Yo-"

The poisonous dove broke through the air and let out a terrible roar, which instantly hit the rising red flame shield, and suddenly turned into a sky full of poisonous smoke, and the colorful poisonous gas filled the air, suppressing the burning red flame.

The monks around were already far away, but now when they saw the thick poisonous mist, they hid out of the grotto like snakes and scorpions.

Tong Qianzhang's withered face changed again and again, and he roared angrily: "Si Yu, are you going to fight with my Imperial Beast Gate endlessly?"

As soon as the words fell, Si Yu's fat palm stretched and contracted, and the spiritual power was swallowed, and the overwhelming mixed poisonous mist was sucked into his palm, and when the palm was flipped over again, he couldn't see the slightest strange color.

"Blame...... It's not a child, but who is it?"

Si Yu muttered in his mouth, but there was an expressionless look on his face, he turned around and left, ignoring Tong Qianzhang's words, and didn't stop for a moment.

This action made Tong Qianzhang, who was not far away, stunned for a long time, and then walked out of the grotto with itchy teeth.

The trip to Xiaoxian Pond has its own gains.

Zhang Yuanhao was not greedy enough to take all the fairy breath as his own, but shared a full thirty percent of the profit to everyone here, which was quite kind.

Although among the people present, only a limited number of people in the False Dan Realm had mastered the techniques of the Dacheng Realm and were qualified to attack the true intent, and the others had only come to hone their spell perceptions.

Like Yuan Hongpo, who Zhang Yuanhao transformed, this person was the molten flame rocket that comprehended the Xiaocheng realm in the Xiaoxian Pool ten years ago. And there are quite a few monks like him.

As soon as Si Yu came out, he didn't say a word, just beckoned, and several people in Jiuyun Valley consciously followed behind him, and without saying a word of greeting, they left in a majestic manner, which couldn't help but make the two foundation building monks of the Qingping Sect, the host here, a little unbearable.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining four factions of the five major factions also resigned. This trip to Xiaoxian Pond, they didn't get any big gains, compared to previous years, it was much worse, and the mood was naturally not much better.

"Master Yuan, half a month ago, it's only been a few months, I didn't expect your Molten Flame Rocket Technique to advance by leaps and bounds, and it has reached its greatest success, it's really gratifying!"

Just as Zhang Yuanhao was laughing and constantly complimenting the monks, a loud voice sounded, and a smiling white-haired old man squeezed over from the crowd, hugging his fist at Zhang Yuanhao.

The suzerain of Qingping Sect, a monk in the later stage of foundation building - Jiang Jin.

On the side of the Xiaoxian Pond, he witnessed the power of Zhang Yuanhao's two molten rockets, which instantly hit the late stage of the foundation building of the Star Dou Sword Sect. At that time, he was also affected, and he deeply felt the power of his Dacheng technique, and he couldn't help but stutter.

Now, he is still glad in his heart, glad that he has never had a bad relationship with the Yuan family, otherwise, now he is like the gang of people from the Heiyuan faction, with a mournful look on his face.

Zhang Yuanhao still had a signature smile on his face, he nodded at Jiang Jin, and the two complimented each other a few words, bringing the relationship between the two forces behind him one step closer.

After seeing Zhang Yuanhao's great power again, almost all the lords of power were befriending the Yuan family, but only on the side of the Heiyuan faction, there was not even a single person who passed, making the Mo brothers' faces as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Let's go!"

After a while, Mo Tu snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and stood up, and led the group of people from the lost Hei Yuan faction with Mo Sha and left Qingtan Mountain in a gloomy manner.

Zhang Yuanhao didn't even look at this side, he and a group of thoughtful people were in vain and wronged for a long time, and then he took his two henchmen down the mountain and flew back to the Xuanhe Mountain Range.

"Looks like you've got the truth!"

After returning to the Yuan family and closing the two metal doors of the secret room, Zhang Yuanhao sensed the abnormal movement in the storage ring, so he took out the broken bones attached to Lin Han's remnant soul, and as soon as the latter met, he couldn't wait to ask.

Zhang Yuanhao pointed out, and a layer of crimson destruction ripples vibrated out, and pointed on the metal wall in the secret room that Yuan Hongpo used to test the strength of his spell, and the violent high temperature swept through, and the huge metal wall was like a tofu block, and a deep pit was instantly opened.