With the passage of time, Yang Hao Qian'an's type party on the Miscellaneous Servant Peak also came to an end with the passage of moonlight.

Beside the bonfire, Qian An wiped a mouthful of oil, stretched his waist quite satisfied, and said lazily.

"Haozi, I'll go first!"

"Hmm!" nodded, Yang Hao responded.

Immediately, he took the unsightly Wang Babu and slowly moved forward in another direction

The night was as cool as water, the cool breeze was blowing, and the silver glow of the evening moon shone impartially, on Qian An's short body, which was less than five feet.

But its back was pulled on the ground like a giant beast with teeth and claws.

Yang Hao's eyes fell tightly on Qian An's figure, and he seemed to hesitate.

"Is there really something wrong with him?"

However, after a while, Qian An may not have seen the road too clearly, causing his feet to slip, and after a while, he almost fell on the ground full of sand.

"Holy.... Bastard!"

"I'm going to be a fairy banban!"

Listening to Qian An's intermittent and not very elegant curse words in the air, Yang Hao smiled helplessly.

For a guy like Qian An, who can't even walk steadily, how can there be a problem.

In this way, after dispelling the mystery in his heart, Yang Hao also returned to his residence Zheng quickly

After closing the door, after a moment of pranayama state of mind, he ran the Thousand Thunder Hair Technique, and completely devoted his attention to the cultivation of Zheng

At this moment, there is only three times before the big competition of the sect, although the time is not long, with the strong earth aura in the Seven Xuan Sect, he is bound to improve his cultivation again.

The palms kept changing, the breath was long, and the Thousand Thunder Hair Jue seemed to be an invisible big hand, gathering the surrounding aura greedily and domineeringly, and immediately, a palm-sized spot of pure thunder attribute light floated behind Yang Hao.

"Condensation!"

With two fingers, the thunder light carried a surging aura, like a Dao meteor, without reservation, and bombarded Yang Hao's body in unison.

"Shhh

With an absolutely scorching temperature, the power of thunder and lightning rushed into Yang Hao's body with an incomparably arrogant attitude.

Destruction means rebirth.

With the impact of the infinite aura of thunder, Yang Hao's body was constantly destroyed, and under the wrapping of the blue thunder attribute aura that was torn but heavy like fluorescent light, the skin, muscles, and bones grew back accordingly.

The reason why Yang Hao chose this kind of brutal cultivation method was that he wanted to use this stimulation to completely refine and perfect the Hundred Thunder Body.

However, according to the state of Yang Hao's body at the moment, although Lei Dan in his body has eaten a lot of spiritual energy and his cultivation has grown slightly, the bronze color outside his body is only a mixture, an inconspicuous silver.

Yang Hao, who did not believe in evil, clenched his teeth tightly with the piercing pain, lowered his head, looked at the two mottled colors on his body, and his calm eyes bloomed with a trace of scarlet ruthlessness.

"Come again!"

In this way, after circulating for twelve weeks, even though Yang Hao's body, the snake-like thunder arc was dense, enveloping all positions of his body, but the bright silver color that was expected to be exclusive to the hundred thunder body was never revealed.

"Whew!"

The heavy azure thunder light gradually faded, and a rather unwilling young face flowed out.

It's not that Yang Hao can't bear the pain of the thunder and lightning refining body, but that in the aura that surrounds the miscellaneous service peak within a radius of a few miles, the thunder attribute aura has been exhausted.

"Is it exhausted so quickly? If there is a time to return to the sect, in the middle of the world, the majestic thunder attribute aura like the sea, I can definitely refine the hundred thunder body. ”

I was quite annoyed, if I cultivated the Hundred Thunder Body, with the method of refining the body of the earth level, I could definitely smooth out the physical defense gap with the Thunder Condensing Yuan Realm in a short period of time.

"It's a pity. Shaking his head, this time if you have to wait until the thunder attribute aura of the Miscellaneous Servant Peak recovers. At least three or four times.

However, there are only three days before the day of the sect's big competition.

"Son, why should you be discouraged"

The black star flickered, and an illusory figure jumped out, floating cross-legged in the air, above the old face, in a pair of slightly cloudy eyes, looking at Yang Hao who was sighing with a little smile.

"Do you have a way?"

Feeling Boss Bai's smile, a glimmer of light suddenly bloomed in the originally gloomy young eyes, and with an inquiring attitude, Yang Hao frowned and said.

"Hey, hey, look, what is this?"

Raising his palm, a light blue aura appeared in the palm of Boss Bai's thin hand.

The slightest arc of electric light and fire rubbed down, flashing with bright blue brilliance, for this kind of aura, Yang Hao, as the holder of the thunder attribute, was naturally extremely familiar.

"It's ..... Thunder attribute aura!"

"Obviously, the thunder attribute aura here has been consumed by me, so where did this come from. ”

A little incredulous, Yang Hao's face was full of astonishment at this moment.

"Stinky man, just when you were cultivating just now, the old man was bored, looking at this brilliant Seven Xuanzong, he started to probe, but he didn't think about it, and when the old man explored the power of his divine consciousness to the underground of the Seven Xuanzong, he found a superb spiritual vein. ”

Spreading out a ball of thunder spirit in his palm, Boss Bai said with great interest.

"The best spiritual vein. ”

Compared to that group of thunder spirits, the news of this superb spiritual vein was even more thrilling.

As we all know, the intensity of the aura represents the speed of a martial artist's cultivation.

The thickness of the aura is formed by the will of the earth, and it can be changed by non-human beings.

However, the best spiritual vein is a kind of reverse thing that can artificially adjust the means of enriching the spiritual energy.

Just imagine, if a sect or a disciple of an ancient family has been in such an environment with sufficient aura for a long time, even if the martial arts endowment is not satisfactory, the future cultivation realm will naturally be far superior to that of ordinary martial artists.

The reason why the Southern Regions are backward is because the aura is extremely thin and scarce compared to the other major regions.

Even many people despise fans and call it a wild place.

However, I really didn't expect that there was a superb spiritual vein in these Seven Xuan Sects.

You must know that the best spiritual veins are something that even some powerful sects with the Tongfeng Emperor Realm can't have.

If the news that the Seven Xuanzong has the best spiritual vein is spread, and Boss Bai dares to pack the ticket, even those emperor powerhouses who are regarded as sages on weekdays will pull down their faces, and no matter what kind of way they use, they will plunder this section of the superb spiritual vein.

"No wonder, this Seven Xuan Sect can withstand a formation of this level as the Cloud Mist Array. ”

"Hmm.... Boss Bai, but what does this superb spiritual vein have to do with the thunder attribute aura I need at the moment?"

Scratching his head, although the best spiritual veins were extremely precious, Yang Hao couldn't figure out what the former had to do with him.

"Huh! The best spiritual vein can differentiate any kind of attribute energy, and it only needs to be the size of a thumb, which can definitely stop you to perfect the hundred thunder body. His eyes widened, and in his old eyes, he obviously released disdain for Yang Hao's bun-like knowledge.

"Moreover, the old man has a way to get you a piece of the best spiritual vein fragment without alarming Rao. ”

"Are you stealing?" Yang Hao's eyes lit up, and Nan Nan said.

"Ahem, cough, cough, you are also a disciple of the Seven Xuanzong Sect, what kind of stealing is taking your own things. ”

Coughing twice, he glanced at Yang Hao, and after Boss Bai said angrily, his palm flipped over, and after a burst of white light flashed, he summoned the spirit of the white tiger in the white tiger pen.

"But now there's a problem. Looking at the white tiger shrunken to a pocket size, he thought for a moment.

Then, from the wide sleeve robe, he took out a light red rune paper, and the front of it was covered with dense tadpole-like intricate patterns.

"Fortunately, the old man has refined a lot of these hidden runes before, and now it's time for you to come in handy. Boss Bai muttered to himself for a while.

With a flick of his fingers, the light red hidden rune hung steadily on the white tiger's body.

After a moment, the fierce aura and explosive body of the white tiger began to dissipate into the formless, until it completely merged into the formless air Zheng

"Go ahead!"

Boss Bai waved his hand, then closed his eyes and waited in place.

Looking at the set of operations that were done in one go, without any mud and water, it was difficult for Yang Hao to believe that it was the first time for Boss Bai to do this kind of thing.

The moonlight gradually weakened, and the chirping of insects and cicadas, which could only be heard clearly at night, gradually faded away.

At this moment, for several hours since the White Tiger sneaked underground, Boss Bai was still floating in the air with his eyes closed

The scene was extremely quiet for a while.

Finally, before the moonlight could dissipate, an imperceptible sound came from outside the Miscellaneous Servant Peak.

"Uh-huh! Boss Bai opened his eyes, and the vast power of divine consciousness like the sea rushed out, turning into layers of huge waves, instantly enveloping the house where Yang Hao was.

"Whoosh!"

An invisible wave as fast as lightning, with a wave of billowing air, rushed into the house

Yang Hao fixed his eyes and saw that the effect of the concealment charm had gradually faded, and most of the white tiger's body was fully revealed, but what was even more eye-catching was it, the dragon's eye in the tiger's mouth, the dark purple crystal jade piece.

Presumably, this is a fragment that the White Tiger took from the top of the top-grade spiritual vein.

Boss Bai raised his hands and bent them together suddenly, and a suction force like a violent wind instantly withdrew the white tiger into his body.

As a result, a fragment of the spiritual vein containing extremely powerful aura leaped into Yang Hao's deep and dark pupils

......

In the deep underground of the Seven Xuanzong, there is a purple jade belt of about ten zhang, and there is a steady stream of spiritual energy floating in it.

The density of its aura has reached a state of fog and rain.

In the deepest part of this purple aura, on a jade platform, a thin figure like a withered branch was faintly hidden in its Zheng

Above the old man's body, there was a dark black python that was completely formed by the aura of death, constantly wandering.

Every time the giant python circles around, a part of the huge purple aura will evaporate accordingly, relying on the consumption of purple aura, the death breath on the giant python's body will correspondingly have a trace, quietly burrowing into the thin body of Zheng

In this way, the old man's continuous capture of the aura of death and the vitality in his body were intertwined, and a certain golden mark symbolizing the strong man of the Battle Venerable was quietly formed.

Just as the giant python was surrounding a certain place, the purple aura that was originally enough to counteract the aura of death suddenly weakened.

It's just that this mistake and omission directly led to the murderous spirit of the death python.

After a few wild roars, the giant python opened its bloody mouth and attacked the old man in the center.

Sensing the extremely unusual attack, the thin old man stretched out his palm, and a thick light curtain cast by a thick life qi blocked him in front of him.

"Roar!"

The giant python was powerful, the python's head was against the light curtain, and in the fangs, two jet-black ink-like death breaths directly dissolved most of the former.

"Suppression. ”

Finally, the thin old man seemed to be a little impatient, and directly stretched out his hand, and the vigorous aura turned into a hand, and in one fell swoop, he pressed the giant python that the death qi turned into.

"Purify the Heart! ”

Seeing the giant python that was constantly resisting, the old man opened his mouth slightly, and then after a thunderous sound, the huge sound wave with a certain peculiar tone gradually purified the angry aura in the death python.

The giant python that lost its anger wandered around the old man again as if nothing had happened.

The deadwood-like palm pushed aside the abundant purple aura in front of him, and his gaze fixed on a corner of the purple spiritual vein.

Above that corner, it seemed to be torn apart by something, and it looked out of place compared to other positions.

"It turns out that there is a piece missing!"

After a whisper, the withered old man stopped moving, continued to bathe in the boundless purple aura, and continued to cultivate.