After sighing, a slight smile appeared on Sun Hao's face again, and he said softly, "Have you seen enough?"

As soon as the words fell, on the ground, the little lice that had fallen to the ground, as if it had lost its breath, suddenly jumped up, his face was hideous, and a handful of silver needles were sprinkled on Sun Hao.

Sun Hao shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the crimson light flashed, and the Earth Fire Yuan Magnet Gang should be directed towards the silver needle, and there was not a single silver needle left, which was firmly adsorbed on the Yuan Magnet.

The little lice was stunned and couldn't believe it, but before he could make the next move, in Sun Hao's hand, the crimson Pi Lian stirred up, and the little lice's body protection qi couldn't stop the crimson Shengang at all, and the neck was cold, and the little lice's head had already risen to the sky.

With a thud, the headless corpse of the little lice fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

Sun Hao shook his head again, stepped forward, picked up a skull ornament from the waist of the little lice, and used his hand hard, the skeleton broke casually, and a puff of green smoke came out of it.

Qingyan quickly changed into a human in the air, just like a little lice, at this time, he was looking frightened, kowtowing to Sun Hao in the air, wanting Sun Hao to let him go.

Sun Hao shook his head slowly, sighed slightly, and a red light shot out, hitting the green smoke, and the green smoke squeaked a few times, and finally turned into a real cloud of qi and floated into the air.

Sun Hao sighed slightly, the magic cultivation methods are weird and endless, but if you want to hide from yourself, I'm afraid it won't be so easy, if it weren't for the Shengang, there would really be no need for me to be so ruthless.

It seems that unless it is really necessary, it is really difficult to show his five-inch godpower.

Edgeworth floats into the air. Sun Hao looked at a point. Suddenly shot out a fire attribute true element.

Zhenyuan entered the Eight Directions Lock Dragon Array. Suddenly broke the balance of the big array.

At the same time, the eight demon cultivators who set up the large array felt the huge True Yuan energy in the large array rushing towards them, and it was only a symbolic resistance, and the eight demon cultivators spurted blood from their mouths, and the blood spilled into the air, and they raised their heads and fell backwards.

Sun Hao's figure flashed, and he shot mercilessly, and the Shengang and Agarwood Sword quickly and accurately killed one by one, without missing anything. The eight demon cultivators did not wake up from the state of the formation until they died, and they became real fools.

After destroying the last eight demon cultivators, Sun Hao was finally done, and he completely annihilated the incoming enemy.

Taking away the storage bags of these twenty-one demon cultivators, Sun Hao lit a small flame on the body of a demon cultivator, and under the small flames, after a while, in the square of the Nine Thousand Sects, only piles of flying ash were seen, except for the traces and blood stains after the battle. There is no shadow of half a demon cultivator.

After thinking about it, Sun Hao took out the storage bag of the little lice. From his bottles and jars, he turned out the antidote to the drug, and with a rush of luck, the antidote turned into a thin mist and floated into the headquarters of the Nine Hundred Sect.

After watching these mist drift in, Sun Hao smiled indifferently on his face, and bowed to the top of the Nine Thousand Peaks: "Ancestor Xiaolan, Sun Hao will say goodbye."

He arched his hand to Erjuan's room and said, "There will be a period later." ”

Then, the agarwood shook up, jumped up, and with the strength of his feet, Sun Hao made the agarwood sword fly down to the bottom of the Nine Thousand Peaks.

Xu is sensing the end of the battle, Xiaohuo consciously opened the spirit beast bag, jumped on Sun Hao's shoulder, squeaked, so unhappy, as if he was very happy with Sun Hao's total destruction of the demon cultivators who laughed at him.

Sun Hao touched its little head lovingly, and in the long howl, it turned into a meteor, quickly moving away from Jiuqi Peak, and rushed to the next destination, the destination of condensing blood.

What Sun Hao said to Bai Zhenghuang was true, he really had no interest and no intention of going to the battlefield to make peace.

Sun Hao planned to return to the sect after condensing the Three Killing Machines, meditate for a period of time, and began to condense the golden pill for himself and start planning.

Sun Hao now has reached the middle and late stages of the foundation building with the three attributes, and it won't take long to enter the late stage of foundation building, and it is time to plan for the knot, all the time, Sun Hao has pursued the plan and then moved, if you want to build the Dan, you must first plan, do all the planning, and prepare the powerful conditions for the Dan, as long as the cultivation is achieved, it will naturally be able to come to fruition and condense the Jindan.

However, Sun Hao also knew that it would not be easy to plan for the Dan, otherwise, the Jindan monks would not be so rare and expensive.

The trip to Jiyan Mountain once again strengthened Sun Hao's Dao heart, and he worked hard to pursue and plan carefully, which will inevitably lead to great gains, and he also needs to plan carefully.

Of course, it is difficult to say about the world, there is a way that the plan can't catch up with the changes, all of this is just Sun Hao's preliminary plan, as for what the real situation will be, sometimes it is really not something that Sun Hao himself can fully control.

Sun Hao Yujian left for a long time, and Erjuan woke up leisurely.

After waking up, Erjuan was in a hurry, so he didn't panic.

But at this point, it dawned on them as if nothing had happened, as if they had just slept.

If it weren't for the blood and battle marks in the square, they might have felt like they were just a nightmare.

However, the reality told them that just after they had fainted, a series of great battles broke out here, and the fierceness of the great battles made them tremble, and if nothing else, it was enough to say that in the square, a huge humanoid depression of more than an inch into the ground was enough to make them breathtaking.

Who is coming, who is fighting against the coming, and what is the end of the battle?

None of them know.

There is no doubt that in the end, it should be the victory of the Nine Hundred Sect, otherwise, they would not be so safe and sound.

However, what made them puzzled was who Jiu Qian Feng was attacking: "If it is Xiaolan Zhenren, I'm afraid there is no need to make such a big trace of the battle."

However, if it weren't for Xiaolan's real person, then the result would be even more unbelievable to their sisters: "Could it be Senior Brother Agarwood?

A battle of this magnitude, was it really made by Sun Hao?

Sun Hao didn't know what Er Juan would think, at this moment, Sun Hao was rushing towards his next destination of murderous condensation, Ghost Hill.

The trick is cloudy: "Tiangang is easy to obtain, the earth is hard to find, and the blood is looking for the grave."

In the sheepskin scroll obtained by Sun Hao, there was also a condensation location where the blood demon was located, and according to the information he checked in the sect, Sun Hao himself also listed a possible bloody place, among them, the closest one to Jiuqian Peak was the ghost hill located in the Wan Mountain.

In the classics of the sect, the ghost hill is an unknown place where the yin energy of the underworld gathers, and the classics have clouds: "Go north to the ghost hill, drive the dragon to the east; The southern country is lush, millet and wheat liquor, you can eat food, bless me with heavenly cultivation. ”

On the more ancient parchment scroll, this place is called Yin Hill, which is one of the best blood condensation points.

Ghost Hill is located in the southern part of the continent, and it is almost the junction of the two sects of Dao and Demon, however, compared to the Nine Thousand Sect, the Ghost Hill is more distant from the battlefield, with Sun Hao's speed, starting from the Nine Thousand Sect, flying with all his strength does not stop for a moment, it will take more than a month, and the war will naturally not affect here.

If everything goes well and Sun Hao finds enough blood, then Sun Hao can return to Qingyunmen to cultivate and stay away from the battlefield.

A month later, near the ghost market not far from the ghost hill, a dusty loose cultivator came to the sword.

The ghost market is a Xiuzhenbo city that is attached to the ghost hill, and the fang market is famous for the ghost hill, which sells some of the specialties of the ghost hill, and is also the entrance and the place where the ghost hill must pass.

There are clouds in the ancient poem "Huanshan Road": "The twilight rain and cold mountain road want to be poor, the river beam is misty and sees Feihong; the brocade whip fog is wet and the autumn plain is black, and the Yinhan star is burning red; the garden is full of dew and grass, and the desert knows how to make chemicals"

The ghost market of Huanshan is said to be very mysterious, even if the Jindan monks come, they have to abide by the unique rules here.

Sun Hao Yujian, he saw a mountain from a distance, and there was a lonely tower rising from the top of the mountain, high in the green darkness.

See dozens of palaces, the green tile is flying, the high wall is eye-catching, even six or seven miles, there are those who are in the building, those who are in the hall, those who are in the square, they are vivid, and there are hundreds of millions of them. Suddenly the wind rose, the dust was reckless, and the city was vague. Even if the wind is clear and the sky is clear, everything is nothing, but there is only one dangerous building, directly Xiaohan.

In the air, Xiaohuo stood on Sun Hao's shoulder, a pair of small eyes were spinning, and he was also very confused, looking ahead.

The front is very strange, sometimes there is a lonely tower, sometimes there is a tall building, sometimes there is a city, it seems that there is a gust of yin wind, it keeps blowing, the yin wind blows, then the scenery changes greatly, and it seems to be the Haishi Tower, the air paints cakes, and there is no permanent shape.

Sun Hao touched Xiaohuo's little head, smiled indifferently, put away the agarwood sword, and strode forward.

Looking at the opportunity in the ghost city, the monk may really enter the downtown area, or he may encounter a tall city, or he may enter a dead city.

No matter what kind of ghost market you enter, there are a few basic rules that monks must keep in mind.

First, those who enter the ghost market must not make loud noises, let alone use force, however, they may be directly excluded; second, those who enter the ghost market cannot bargain, and any item has its own marked price, and no bargaining is allowed, as for whether to earn or accompany, it is all up to the monk's eyesight; third, it is not allowed to interfere with any actions of other people in the ghost market, according to legend, in the ghost market, the characters and scenes can be illusions, once the monk does not know what to do, and tries to intervene, the consequences are difficult to predict.

Sun Hao stepped forward and strode into the ghost market.

After feeling a little dizzy, Sun Hao calmed down, looked around, and his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he appeared in a small town market, but what made Sun Hao's heart awe-inspiring was that above this market, it was empty and empty at this time.

Under the pear tree, the spinning wheel is still buzzing, the freshly baked buns are still steaming, the freshly washed pork is still dripping with red blood, and the pork on the board is still trembling slightly as if it has just been cut

Sun Hao looked at the very strange scene around him, took a deep breath, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

This time, I should have encountered the so-called dead market.

Carefully recalling the dead market recorded in the data, Sun Hao touched Xiaohuo's little head and signaled Xiaohuo not to move at will, so he didn't hurry to explore the market. (To be continued......)