Pan Hao's body was about to crack, the extremely strong skin that was as clear as jade seemed to crack like porcelain, the cracks were like spider webs spreading out in Pan Hao's body, and a trace of pale golden blood penetrated from the cracks.

"Boom!" A pale yellow divine power on Pan Hao's body washed out from the Purple Mansion, this divine power washed over Pan Hao's whole body, Pan Hao's whole body was shrouded in a faint yellow light, and the mottled cracks healed quickly.

"Bang!" Under the suppression of the vast force around heaven and earth, the cracks that Pan Hao had just healed burst one after another.

"It's really not enough! I have to use the power of the god position!" Pan Hao clearly felt that even if his bloodline and the power of the Divine Dao were combined, it was still difficult to walk in this vast force. This force is vast, reckless, and ancient. Pan Hao has reason to believe that perhaps this force is the mighty power of the ancient mountain, which is the formation laid down by the ancient sect and attracted the power of this huge mountain range, which is used to refine the disciples.

"Hum!" The two divine positions hanging high in the divine soul in Pan Hao's body trembled slightly, and the two maps on the divine throne unfolded, which were projections of the power of heaven and earth in Qingyu County and Rong County.

Pan Hao roared up, raised his head, and an invisible force repaired the cracks on Pan Hao's body, Pan Hao looked up at the misty mountain road in front of him, and walked slowly and steadily towards the ancient mountain.

"Hmph!" In front of Pan Hao, the woman snorted, blood overflowed from her mouth, her body fell straight down, an inexplicable force held her up, and slowly flew down the mountain.

"It seems that after going up to the jade steps, the treatment has also been improved!" Seeing this, Pan Hao couldn't help but think of the two monks who had just been smashed down, shook his head, and continued to stride forward. At this time, Pan Hao's field of vision could only see within ten zhang of the surroundings, even if he stimulated the divine lotus to emerge with his pupils to watch, it would only reach twelve zhang. In the vast white expanse, Pan Hao slowly advanced alone.

After half an hour, Pan Hao's eyes lit up. The white spiritual mist in front of him finally drifted away, and a magnificent palace appeared in front of Pan Hao's eyes. The shape of this palace is very ancient, and after the baptism of time, it can make people feel a deep heritage.

Pan Hao staggered to the entrance of the ancient hall, which was a thousand zhang in diameter and paved with white jade. Sit down and rest. The spirit in the body was a little tired, but under the nourishment of the large strands of divine power, it slowly became energetic. For Pan Hao, as long as believers do not die, the power of faith will be endless, and it will be more continuous than true qi. This path of trial. There are more tests and qualifications, and they are quite spiritually draining.

After resting for a while, Pan Hao stood up. The Rokka-battle suit in his body fluctuated on the divine power of the Divine Lotus, buzzing and vibrating, and he seemed to be very excited.

In front of the door of this ancient hall are four optimus dragon pillars, the dragon hovers on the stone pillar, the dragon's eyes look down on Pan Hao, the deep dragon eyes seem to come to life, and there is a majesty inexplicably. Look inside from outside the ancient hall. The spiritual mist is vast, and the environment inside cannot be seen clearly at all.

Pan Hao made a big move, the dark light flashed in his hand, and the Ice Ink Sword was held by Pan Hao in his hand. Pale golden runes flashed on Pan Hao's body. Then a golden armor was worn on Pan Hao's body. This is a Rokko rune constructed with divine power.

Pan Hao these days, with the figurative study of the runes in Liujia, he has been able to use the divine pattern to construct a Liujia armor. However, due to the lack of materials, the defensive power of this divine power armor cannot be compared to the Rokko body at all. But at this time, Pan Hao had no choice.

Pan Hao slowly walked into the ancient hall. Boom! In the ancient hall, a small black and quaint cliff appeared in front of Pan Hao's eyes. On the top of the small cliff, the magic weapons shrouded in various colors of light rise and fall on the cliff, exuding a powerful aura.

"Treasure Cliff!" Pan Hao's heart was shocked, and his eyes were full of light. But then he shook his head. The legend of Fenbao Cliff is a peerless Taoist weapon of a powerful pregnant Taoist weapon in ancient times, how can it appear here to hold these ordinary magic weapons?

"Hum!" Pan Hao's figure shook, the Liujia built by the divine power on his body shook desperately, and the torn Liujia battle suit in the Purple Mansion was also shaking desperately, and a familiar feeling rose in Pan Hao's heart. Pan Hao knew that this was the emotion from Liujia, and it was not his true emotion.

Pan Hao's eyes were like lightning, sweeping over this hill shaped like a treasure cliff, and the ups and downs of the magic weapons on it were still the same.

"That's it!" Pan Hao's eyes stared at a magic weapon that emitted a brilliant golden light and had runes on its body. Pan Hao couldn't see the face of this magic weapon clearly at this time, but when he saw it, there was an inexplicable familiar feeling from Liujia.

"Huh!" This magic weapon suddenly shot down from the top of the Fenbao Cliff, Pan Hao held a big hand, and his divine power formed a pale yellow net to catch the magic weapon, but this magic weapon didn't seem to have the intention of resisting, and it fell lightly on Pan Hao's hand. The brilliance converges and is no longer shining.

"Armor!" Pan Hao looked at the armor in his hand and couldn't help but be stunned, this set of armor was hanging on the big net in Pan Hao's hand, the armor shrunk a lot, even if Pan Hao no longer sensed Liujia's emotions, he also had a familiar feeling of this set of armor in front of him, without it, just because there were too many similarities with Liujia's suit.

"Boom!" After this set of armor flew out of the Treasure Cliff, the figure of the Treasure Cliff was once again hidden in the spiritual mist. Pan Hao tried to touch it, but the Treasure Cliff had disappeared in place. I don't know how big this ancient hall is, the white spiritual mist is abundant, and the vision is impossible to see.

Pan Hao also no longer paid attention to this treasure cliff, it seemed that it should be something that should be rewarded for every disciple who reached the top. After the reward is completed, it will disappear again, waiting for the next disciple to appear.

"Huh!" A road paved with golden light appeared, and the golden light was like a gorgeous carpet, straight to Pan Hao's feet. guided Pan Hao out of here. Pan Hao did not immediately set foot on this golden path, and the divine power in his hand burst out of his body, refining the newly obtained armor.

"Hum!" This set of armor does not exclude Pan Hao's divine power, and even actively cooperates with Pan Hao's refining. The Dao patterns similar to the divine pattern have been transformed into divine patterns one after another, and in the armor, the runes are constantly changing, and the aura on the armor is constantly strengthening. This set of armor is similar to Rokka, and after the original low-grade magic weapon absorbs the divine power, the spiritual material has to change greatly, and it is instantly promoted to become a medium-grade magic weapon.

"Liuding Battle Armor!" A stream of information passed through Pan Hao's mind.

"I see, Liuding Liujia suit!" Pan Hao realized that these two magic weapons were fundamentally the same. Pan Hao took back the Liuding battle armor into the Purple Mansion, and the Liujia battle suit suddenly shone with golden light, and the two sets of armor emitted a brilliant light, colliding together and fusing into one.

"Boom!" Inside the Purple Mansion, the momentum of the Liuding Liujia battle suit soared, and a more powerful aura emanated. The original golden armor turned into a dark gold, which appeared thicker and more majestic.

"Ha Luha, a top-grade magic weapon!" Pan Hao's heart was full of joy, although this top-grade magic weapon was a little weak, mainly because Liujia was damaged and not fully recovered, but at this time, it was already a genuine top-grade magic weapon. You must know that even if it is the power of the primordial gods, the magic weapon used is only a high-grade magic weapon. Dao weapons, which already involve the existence of another realm, are not at all something that ordinary powers can have.

"Click!" Pan Hao's heart moved, and the dark golden battle armor clicked out of the purple mansion and assembled it on Pan Hao's body. In an instant, a heroic man with a tall posture and wearing battle armor appeared in the ancient hall.

Pan Hao held the dark gold Fang Tian painting halberd with the length of two feet, and stepped on the Cotai Avenue. The golden light shrank instantly, the surrounding environment was changing rapidly, and in a few breaths, Pan Hao completely disappeared into the ancient hall.

"Da Da!" a sweat-stained, pale monk also went up to the ancient hall. If Pan Hao was here, he would definitely recognize this person as Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen, who was originally personable and handsome, was extremely embarrassed at this time, only to see him gasping for air, glanced around, and then found a corner to sit down, and began to swallow the spiritual energy to restore the true yuan.

"Bang!" After half a ring, a man in a long robe with wide sleeves and a jade crown staggered a few steps to the ground, pursed his thin lips, a trace of red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he scanned his surroundings. Seeing Zhang Cheng sitting in the corner, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but then he retracted. This person is Xiao He.

"This is here?" When the golden light disappeared, Pan Hao landed on a mountain platform. The peak rises above the clouds, and only a few miles in size have been flattened and used as a resting platform. Outside the platform, the wind is howling, and the sea of clouds rolling below is continuous, which is extremely spectacular. There was a chance that a faintly visible rune formation would envelop this platform, preventing everyone from being blown by the Gangfeng wind. Not far away, there were ten people standing or sitting, the same monks who had come up earlier.

"Another one, what kind of assessment is it down there!" A monk in dark green clothes who was lying on his back on a boulder glanced at Pan Hao and said impatiently.

"Isn't it written there? The Trial Peak sends the disciples who have passed the trial into the main hall every ten days to screen the branch veins. Hehe, but this sect is gone, and it's the right way to find treasures and cheats when we arrive. Another monk in a pure white robe stepped onto the boulder and smiled sheepishly.

The monk lying on his back on the boulder glanced at the thief monk and pressed his eyelids together to show that he did not listen to his nonsense. Besides, in another twenty days, this world will collapse, and no one wants to stay here.

"Sixth Trial Peak!" Pan Hao's eyes turned in the direction the man was pointing, there was a bluestone several zhang high, and some trial rules were engraved on it with ancient seals. The ancient seal is upright, the iron pen and silver hook, there is a dignified charm. Pan Hao looked at it intently, and felt that these handwriting were a little familiar, but it didn't seem to be.

"There are still seven days!" Pan Hao found a place, sat down, ran the White Lotus True Solution, and slowly swallowed the pure essence aura between heaven and earth, and the white lotus in the dantian swayed gently, sprinkling holy light. (To be continued......)