In the body of a cultivator, there are generally three kinds of energy, the spiritual power condensed by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, the innate soul, and the divine consciousness that increases when the realm is raised.

These three energies are indispensable, but ordinary cultivators can only master the first one, as for the soul body and the rest of the body, it is already considered a very few, and as for the people who are not weak in the three energies, there are very few in the entire cultivation realm.

Even Zhang Hao, who has a cultivation soul in the underworld, is difficult to take care of all three.

The moment he woke up, the vast divine consciousness was extremely huge, enveloping the entire reincarnation hall with rolling coercion, but in the blink of an eye, it receded like a tide.

At this time, Xi Yue reacted and snorted coldly: "Little thief, you really didn't die!"

Zhang Hao suddenly turned his head, and his cold gaze stopped on her face, which made Xiyue's heart shock, and her delicate body was like falling into an ice cave.

But then she frowned, looked at him stubbornly, and sneered, "What?

Hearing this, Zhang Hao showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, slowly stood up from the ground, and exhaled: "Kill you? If it weren't for Lingxuzi, you would have died many times, so you should not mention it in front of me in the future!"

The words "...... you" suddenly made Xiyue angry, and she raised her hand to fight, but after touching Zhang Hao's cold gaze, she couldn't do anything.

The Dark Demon Ancestor flashed in from a distance, and said with a smirk: "Boy, you can make the Ancestor worry just now, how about it? Is it the real Reincarnation Hall above?"

Zhang Hao seemed to think about it, and slowly shook his head: "I don't know!"

And then he told the experiences he could remember, but those experiences were difficult for him to understand, and when he said them, he naturally did not match the preamble, which made people feel suspicious when they heard it.

"Old devil, you go in and take a look for yourself, and it will be clear soon!" Finding the puzzled gaze of the Black Devil Ancestor, Zhang Hao's face was full of helplessness, so he simply didn't say more, but looked around the high platform and looked up for something that looked like a "bowl".

Xiyue felt that his attitude towards himself and the Dark Demon Ancestor was very different, and she couldn't help frowning, snorted softly, and walked to the steps on the edge of the high platform alone, and sat there without saying anything. It looks like I'm a little angry.

But Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to this, raised his head and carefully looked for something on the dome of the main hall, and after a while, his eyes suddenly stopped at a certain place, and his figure rushed up instantly.

"Boom!"

A dark green flame swept out, turning the gray mist above into nothingness. And the dome of the main hall was also displayed in front of the Black Devil Ancestor and others for the first time.

An upside-down hemispherical building, made of something I don't know what it was made of, shimmering with blurred clusters of light on it.

Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to these, the Nine Shadows Heart Fire surged out, wrapping the "bowl", and the raging flames continued to release terrifying temperatures, causing the space there to be extremely distorted.

Seeing that he actually used such an arrogant method to subdue the immortal weapon, Xiyue snorted coldly in her heart, and wanted to sit and watch the joke, but in the end, she didn't hold back, and whispered to herself: "Idiot, if it goes on like this, the instrument spirit inside will be burned sooner or later, and then you will really have to hold that thing to beg for food!"

", boy, this can't be brutal, you have to try to communicate with the machine spirit inside!"

And the Black Devil Ancestor also crossed his hands on his hips, laughing strangely.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, Zhang Hao seemed to hesitate for a moment, and only then did his palm probe into the Nine Shadows Heart Fire, and grabbed the "bowl" out, and a soul power slowly penetrated in.

The space inside was larger than expected, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed to be boundless, and a silver fire dragon was looking up and roaring at him, and there was no malice in this roar, but a hint of happiness.

"Immortal Starfire?"

When Zhang Hao saw the huge silver fire dragon, the soul power slowly leaned over, and the fire dragon roared even more, wrapping his soul and flying into the distance.

The silver fire dragon flew through this space with a fierce aura, and soon after, suddenly stopped on a vast platform.

Zhang Hao's wisp of soul energy broke free, and he looked at the platform in front of him, only to see that some runes were densely carved on it, and streamers continued to flash from the runes.

"Whew!"

The streamers converged from all around the platform towards his heart, and suddenly condensed into a demonic beast covered in orange flames, and roared at him as soon as he opened his mouth.

Seeing this, the silver fire dragon that stopped in the air was not to be outdone, and rushed down with a roar, and the fierce thing condensed by the flames at the two ends suddenly started a big battle.

The sound of a terrorist explosion, carrying a monstrous fire, filled the entire space. And Zhang Hao's wisp of soul power watched them quietly, and his heart was full of shock.

The two fierce creatures fought more and more bravely, and in the end, terrifying fire continued to pour out of them.

The demonic beast with the orange flames was extremely cunning, and whenever its own flames were suppressed by the immortal spark, it would choose to fall to the platform, and the patterns carved on it would flicker and converge towards it at this moment.

With the support of some light, this demonic beast will also increase in momentum and suppress the immortal spark.

And at this time, the silver fire dragon in the air would be invincible, and retreated to Zhang Hao's side with a roar.

Seeing this, he immediately understood that the Immortal Starfire had been fighting against the machine spirit in this space. However, the platform below was able to continuously supply the spiritual energy of the head weapon, causing the fire dragon that had condensed the spark to have no choice but to ask for help from his soul.

"Hey, since one can't beat you, Lao Tzu will give you a group fight!" With a sneer, he withdrew a wisp of soul.

A huge silver flame then gushed out of his body, rushing into the "bowl" in his hand with a terrifying temperature.

The surging silver fire Lang, after entering, began to condense a huge silver fire dragon, and then roared and flew towards the platform, for a while, even the outside could hear the dragon's roar.

When Zhang Hao brought in a wisp of soul power again, he found a scene that made him extremely satisfied, above the platform, more than a dozen huge silver fire dragons were rolling, and they were besieging the demonic beast surrounded by orange flames.

This kind of battle lasted for about half an hour, and the demonic beast standing on the platform suddenly exploded, and an orange fire Lang was eaten by ten fire Lang.

When something calmed down, the pattern on the platform began to rotate around the center, and the next moment, a pit slowly appeared in the center. The ten silver fire dragons in the air immediately rushed into a pit.

"Buzz!"

When the fire dragon condensed by the immortal spark entered it, the space on the entire platform shook violently, and then the pattern densely covered on it slowly lit up.

As those patterns lit up, complex runes began to emerge in this space, and the runes seemed to have been hidden in the space until this moment.

The runes began to rotate slowly around the platform, and then sank into the ten silver fire dragons like meteors.

"Where's the machine spirit?"

Zhang Hao's soul watched quietly, and he didn't figure out what was going on until the end.

At this moment, ten silver fire dragons rose from the platform again, and one of them poked its huge head down, rubbed it lightly on him, and then roared and flew high into the air, and a huge fire Lang rushed out of its mouth.

The other nine fire dragons followed suit, and the terrifying silver flames suddenly filled the entire space, and then rushed out through the exit.

Xiyue sat on the steps, turned her head and looked at Zhang Hao standing there quietly, the "bowl" shaped thing in his hand, trembling slightly, levitating for a while, and returning to his palm for a while.

This kind of viewing lasted for an hour, Xiyue seemed a little upset, and just about to get up and leave, a huge silver pillar of fire rushed out of the "bowl", engulfing Zhang Hao's head and entering.

The terrifying fire caused the nearby space to fluctuate violently, and seeing such a scene, Xiyue's heart jumped slightly, and she hurriedly rushed over.

However, the silver pillar of fire burst with a bang, and immediately turned into rolling fire and returned to Zhang Hao's body.

The hanging heart was put down, and Xiyue's figure stopped halfway, but when she saw Zhang Hao's current appearance, she couldn't bear it anymore and laughed out loud.

When I turned my eyes, I saw that Zhang Hao's face was scorched black, his hair and eyebrows were burned by the flames, and he looked like a wolf.

The suppressed laughter made Zhang Hao's face appear a look of doubt, and he turned his head to look at her, and then walked to the side by himself, looking at the "bowl" in his hand.

I saw that on the swollen belly around the bowl, there were three streamer seal characters carved "Qiankun Furnace!"

And Xiyue's laughter did not stop there, but giggled unscrupulously, listening to the light laughter, the Black Demon Ancestor glanced here, and then stopped his gaze on Zhang Hao.

Looking back at them, Zhang Hao just wanted to ask, but the Black Devil Ancestor threw over something, laughed wildly and said, "Boy, you take a look at the things inside, hahahaha......"

Zhang Hao grabbed it with his hand, and when he looked down, it was actually a bronze mirror, but when he saw the figure inside, his face was difficult to see.

I saw the person in the mirror, his head was bare, his eyebrows were missing, and even his eyelashes were not left.

Such a scene suddenly made him a little annoyed and angry, gritted his teeth and threw the bronze mirror on the ground, hugged the Qiankun furnace, and suddenly turned around and shouted: "Look at the move!"

A huge fire burst out of the furnace mouth, and then flooded Xiyue into it. Jiao's laughter stopped abruptly, and immediately after, Xiyue screamed: "Damn little thief!"

Seeing this, Zhang Hao knew that he had caused another big disaster, so he hurriedly slapped the Qiankun furnace and took back the fire that rushed out.

Looking at the moon again, a plain white dress became tattered, faintly revealing infinite spring, like ink, a lot of hair has been burned by the sparks, and the eyes are very wolf.

The corners of his eyes jumped slightly, and Zhang Hao hurriedly turned around and fled. The next moment, there was a voice behind him that contained Sen Ran's killing intent: "Don't go, you are going to die today!"

The Dark Devil Ancestor looked at the two of them dumbfounded, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he inserted his hands into his sleeves, and then narrowed his eyes, looking like he was going to watch a good show.

"Hey, I didn't mean it just now, we have something to say!" Zhang Hao looked back as he fled, and found that Xiyue was chasing after him murderously, and he couldn't help but scream again and again.

It's good that he didn't scream, but this call made Xiyue feel even more angry, and suddenly ripped off the blue silk tied around his waist, and shouted: "I know you didn't mean it, but you definitely did it intentionally." Little thief, if I don't beat you into a pig's head today, I will never stop!"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao hurriedly raised his speed, and the Ten Thousand Miles Idle Courtyard Technique came out, penetrating a distance of thousands of meters in one step.

But just as he was relieved, he saw a wall on the other side crashing into him.

When Zhang Hao first learned, the old man in the scroll explained that he should use it with caution, but he never let go of his heart.

Now the space in the hall is limited, and as soon as he steps out, he slams into the wall.

Before he came back to his senses, his body was suddenly tightly wound by a piece of blue silk, Zhang Hao looked down and saw that the blue silk was embroidered with three beautiful blue fonts "Bishui Aya"

Xiyue's figure chased after him almost instantly, grabbed his right ear, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn thief, where are you going to run this time, look at the fist!"

Immediately afterwards, the fist smashed into Zhang Hao's face like raindrops......