The stars have shifted, and the stars in the sky have quietly passed. The whole world has changed color, and a pale golden morning glow floats on the edge of the distant sky.

The morning sun is rising, and the warm beams of light dispel the ice of last night. A moment later, the sky brightened, and the Southern Imperial City, which was like a giant beast in the wilderness, regained its hideous fangs.

After a few days of crazy spreading, the Doufu incident became known to the streets.

Because of the popularity of this incident, many bookstores saw the opportunity to make the fighting talisman incident into the form of a comic book, and as soon as this thing came out, it caused everyone to rush to buy it. So that in the end, the entire Southern Imperial City was hard to find.

In the face of this crazy and staggering profit, on the one hand, he humbly begged those painters to work overtime, and on the other hand, he looked at the endless stream of spirit stones and smiled.

To a certain extent, this Doufu incident has enriched the boring entertainment life of the residents of the Southern Imperial City to a certain extent.

It is the terrifying fermentation of this matter that the most lively place in the Southern Imperial City now is not the entrance of the vegetable market, but the entrance of the mansion of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group.

Originally, it was early in the morning, and the door of the wolf mercenary group was overcrowded, and the people present were all richly dressed and carrying more or less valuable things in their hands.

"Squeak!" sounded, and the sturdy door slowly opened a corner.

A strange look flashed in the ears and eyes of the group of people, and on the side of their bodies, their feet slammed to the ground, running towards the gate that was about to open.

The man who opened the door was not panicked, a few big yellow teeth leaked out of the corners of his mouth, and he smiled evilly.

The body flashed, and five or six strong men dressed as mercenaries appeared behind him.

A row of cold long swords pointed straight at them, and the sharp tips of the swords provoked a dangerous arc.

Everyone's hearts were cold, and in order to avoid being pierced into a hedgehog by the long sword, they hit the ground with their heels and made a sharp brake.

Everyone looked at each other in the face of a row of long swords, they couldn't beat each other, and they were afraid of being beaten if they scolded, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing for a while.

I don't know who on the field twitched his head and shouted casually.

"My family has an ancestral rune, and I specially invited Master Yang to taste it!"

Suddenly, it was as if the door to a new world had opened. The eyes of the people present rolled, thinking to themselves, I don't go in and shout, it's okay.

"Master Yang, my clan has a high-level martial art!"

"They've got a fart!"

"My family is the real one!"

The voices came and went, making the guards at the door cry and laugh.

In the crowd, a fat man squeezed forward quite dexterously, but the fat man was as agile as a loach and squeezed from the back to the second row in a short time.

The fat hand poked out from the small position, the bucket-like belly pushed forward, and the body naturally came to the position of the first row.

The fat man took a deep breath, his fat face was the color of pig liver, his mouth opened violently, and an extremely loud voice came out.

"My young lady invited Master Yang Hao to dinner alone!" the fat man tilted his head, and the fat on his stomach swayed.

"Damn!" The people present looked at each other with disdain, cursing this despicable fat man in their hearts.

Suddenly, a figure flashed, extremely fast, and its right fist was clenched, and it struck the fat man's bucket-like waist with gusts of wind.

With a pig-killing scream, the fat man's body turned into a meteor and disappeared across the sky.

Turning around, a pretty face full of anger appeared in front of everyone, and the person who came was naturally Susan.

Susan's face was serious, and her body exuded a terrifying killing intent as if it was a volcanic eruption, and said coldly.

"Tell your young lady!"

"Master Yang won't be going tonight!"

......

At this time, Yang Hao closed his eyes tightly, and his whole body was soaked in a bucket of boiling potion that was as black as ink.

The boiling medicinal power continued to pour into Yang Hao's body, and after the aura ran for a few days, Yang Hao opened his eyes and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

"There are still a few bruises left on your chest"

"Forced out! Staying in your body for a long time will affect your cultivation!"

Boss Bai sat in mid-air and reminded with a solemn face.

Nodding, his hands were clenched tightly, and the thunder in his body was swallowed, and several thunder attribute aura quickly swept towards his chest.

The aura in the body continued to impact one by one, and those blood stasis slowly began to loosen, and several dull blood arrows spewed out after half a sound.

"Whew!" The blood stasis dissipated, Yang Hao stepped out of the bath bucket, picked up a robe on the side and put it on his body.

Stretching out his palm and looking at the storage ring worn on his little thumb, Yang Hao's heart seemed to bloom with joy.

There are 100,000 spirit stones in it, as well as a thunder marrow that was found in the auction pavilion.

The palm of his hand rubbed his fingers, a burst of white light flashed, and a five-foot-long thunder pith appeared in front of Yang Hao.

Yang Hao gently stroked the thunder pith, carefully looked at the dry and yellowed surface, and from time to time there were bursts of purple flowing on the skeleton, and a terrifying dragon roar could be faintly heard when he got up.

"Yes, this is the thunder essence of a sixth-order peak thunder roaring dragon!"

"Looking at this posture, it should have failed to withstand the baptism of heavenly thunder when it broke through, and failed to advance and fell. ”

"With this thunder marrow, you have the hope of cultivating the Battle Heaven Thunder Body!"

Boss Bai pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Then is this Zhantian Thunder Body really a cultivation method in the hands of the Martial God?"

Yang Hao glanced at the thunder marrow like a dead branch and strange tree, and asked in disbelief.

"The cultivation conditions of this physique are extremely harsh, but once the cultivation is successful, the effect is extremely strong!"

"Legend has it that when the Martial God was young, he could leapfrog the challenge just by relying on this Battle Heaven Thunder Body!"

Yang Hao rubbed his hands and looked at Boss Bai excitedly.

"What are you going to do?" couldn't stand Yang Hao's strange gaze, and couldn't help but ask.

"Cultivating the Battle Heaven Thunder Body!" Yang Hao looked serious.

Yang Hao, who listened to it, replied innocently and idiotically, and the white boss replied helplessly with black lines on his head.

"Eh, you're too small for this thing now! at least you can't cultivate until after the Ning Yuan Realm."

"And cultivating this thing requires a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures!"

"Otherwise, don't say that ten thousand thunders will descend at that time, even any purple thunder can kill you!"

Listening to Boss Bai's somewhat serious words, Yang Hao smacked his tongue for a while, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: How can you learn anything in this world, either it is struck by lightning or burned by fire, in general, it is life-threatening.

In a dark room in the Southern Imperial City, a young man with a pale face opened his eyes, as if he had been seriously injured, and his body kept coughing.

"Ahem!"

After a strong dry cough, the man took out a pale yellow rune paper, waved it forward, and with one hand, the rune paper burned out of thin air, and when it was completely burned out, a yellow light shot into the mirror not far away.

The picture on the mirror slowly began to blur, and suddenly a pale old man with a withered face appeared on the smooth mirror.

"Kazama! You said you lost to a doll!"

The voice was extremely strange and eerie, like a ghost.

As if terrified, Kazama knelt on the ground covered in sweat and trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

"Master, that person is too strange, obviously a first-order rune master, but he can refine a third-order Aoki rune!"

"Apprentice, apprentice is really no match!"

After speaking, Kazama's whole person was almost lying on the ground.

"A first-order rune master who can refine third-order spirit runes!"

"Fun and fun!"

"Hopefully it won't disappoint me then!"

The ghostly old man's laughter was even more terrifying, making Kazama's hairs stand on end.

"Please come out for the apprentice!"

Kazama was bold and spoke up.

"Hmph, I'll clean you up when I come!" the old man was extremely displeased, and glanced at Kazama, who was lying on the ground, out of the corner of his eye, and said coldly.

Then the light curtain flashed, and the mirror returned to its original state.

Kazama struggled to get up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, clenched his fists and shouted.

"You wait, Yang Hao, this time I must crush your bones and scatter ashes"