A hidden valley.

The blue sky is clear and cloudless. However, at one moment, a vast spiritual tide surged out from the valley, as if it had accumulated for tens of millions of years and exploded in an instant.

boom--

The earth shook. The entire valley was instantly razed to the ground, and gravel burst out like a meteor, ejecting thousands of miles. Then, a colorful column of light rushed straight into the sky.

Such a strange phenomenon was alarmed by the area of ​​100,000 miles.

Cultivators kept coming to light by controlling magic weapons. Seeing the colorful light column soaring into the sky from afar, they all showed unbelievable shock and ecstasy.

"The smoky and colorful rays are the land of true spirits!"

"Hurry! Go back and report to the sect!"

The location of the strange phenomenon broke out, located at the junction of Yunzhou and Yizhou. In just half an hour, all the sects in the two states received news.

"The Thirteen Palaces of Jinluo, each hall sends two golden elixirs to follow my ancestor to go on the battle!"

A huge figure appeared in the air at the Jinluo Hall of Taiyuan Mountain, wearing golden crown and armor. The Taoist law condensed and cyclone lingered around his body, just like a god standing in the world, majestic and majestic, making people dare not look directly at it.

"Abide by the order!"

A series of lights soared into the sky, standing around, showing their bodies, and they were all powerful people of Jindan.

The existence that seemed like a god-like man waved his hand and within dozens of miles around, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be summoned and gathered madly.

call!

When the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered to the extreme, with a roar, the huge figure, along with dozens of Jindan True Lords, disappeared.

The four major sects in Yunzhou, not only the elite Jinluo Hall were launched, but the other three were also the same. The three major sects in Yizhou were also alarmed, and the strong were launched and rushed to the land of the true spirit.

Among the major sects, countless small and medium-sized sects, more than 10,000 monks gathered towards the junction of the two states.

For a time, the cultivation world of the two states was in chaos!

Wang Hao didn't notice it. Even the ancestor who had not appeared in his own sect for a long time showed up, leading the powerful men of various veins to leave the sect. He didn't know such a big thing. Under the guise of retreat and practice, he was in the mountains and sea realm, and devoted himself to sacrificing magical powers.

The main hall.

Wang Hao sat cross-legged, a ball of blood floating in front of him, the size of his fist was dark red, and an indescribable violent aura was scattered. He saw his hands forming seals, and the spiritual light transformed continued to merge. The dark red blood squirmed like spiritually, constantly shrinking and becoming smaller.

Who can imagine that the predecessor of this dark red blood was the blood of a monster in the pool. It was for three months of sacrifice and refining, and it shrank to a ball in front of you. And it continued to shrink under the continuous tempering of the magic seal.

"It should be almost done..."

Wang Hao's face was exhausted, but his eyes were full of excitement. After three months, he stayed up and exhausted his energy, he finally achieved something today.

To be precise, it is still one last step away from integrating your own essence and blood.

Without any hesitation, Wang Hao bit his tongue and opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, which coagulated but did not dissipate, like a blood-colored man who threw it away.

call!

The dark red blood absorbed Wang Hao's essence and blood, but it did not grow. Instead, it suddenly shrank and became only the size of a pigeon egg. The surface was as smooth as a bead, and the roar of a monster inside was faintly heard, which was extremely violent.

Until Wang Hao opened his mouth and sucked the strange blood into his abdomen, all the vision disappeared. He slowly stood up and moved his muscles and bones. His slightly pale cheeks were exposed because of the loss of essence and blood. At this moment, he showed an extremely excited expression.

"The blood of all demons, plus the mouth of old blood of me, condensed into the blood of the God-killing... Just be nourished by the witch cauldron. Once activated, the power will be unimaginable!"

"Even gods can kill you, but you are afraid that you can't break the Yin and Yang Qi of your dead monkey's body protection!"

Wang Hao gritted his teeth and said to himself. This time, he spent a lot of money and even damaged his witchcraft cultivation, and he just refined a magical power against the sky.

Killing God Blood!

Collect the blood of all demons to temper them, and conceive the spirit with blood from the natal essence and blood, and accumulate momentum to nourish the witch cauldron. Once successful, encountering a strong enemy can instantly explode the strongest attack.

There is only one blow, but it contains the power of killing gods!

The cost of sacrifice and refining this magical power is not small. Just a mouthful of essence and blood in the birth will cause Wang Hao to be damaged. If he had not opened the earth veins and the continuous qi and blood, he could make up for it and recover. Otherwise, it would be very easy to damage the foundation of the witch's Tao.

As long as you take down that dead monkey, it will be worth it no matter how expensive it is!

Completely subduing the demon ape of heaven seems to have become a devil in Wang Hao's heart. He will never give up until he achieves his goal. Fortunately, he has achieved his success in sacrificing the blood of the God-Slaying God. He only needs to nourish himself for a hundred days to achieve his wish.

I foresaw the scene in my mind that the dead monkey was broken under the attack of the blood of the God-killing God, and the two qi of Yin and Yang were broken, and he kowtowed and begged for mercy. Wang Hao felt extremely happy inside, and he drank a few mouthfuls of spiritual spring water, recovered from his physical fatigue, and then left the mountain and sea realm.

Back to the cave, he saw the identity token he threw on the cloud bed, and his inspiration flashed continuously. Wang Hao frowned and walked over to observe his appearance.

The sacrifice and refining the blood of the God-killing God cannot stop during this period, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted. Therefore, he directly threw the identity token in the cave without being disturbed by external objects. At this moment, he picked up the token and swept his spiritual consciousness and found hundreds of messages.

Among the same school, those who killed them in the Black Wind Di, even those who were masters.

The master had already left the customs and sent three messages in a row to urge him to come to Xingyao Hall as soon as possible to discuss important matters.

As for what happened, Wang Hao had a clear idea of ​​the incident when he looked at the messengers. A place where the true spirit fell near Donglu Mountain at the junction of Yunzhou and Yizhou. In the two states, strong people from major sects gathered and prepared to snatch them. At the same time, a large number of disciples and disciples rushed to the front.

"The junction of the two states... the place where the true spirit falls... this location..."

Wang Hao showed suspicion. If the message showed that the true spirit land was located, it was almost the same as the ancient cultivator's cave that disappeared strangely not long ago.

Is the two related?

Wang Hao didn't know. After thinking for a moment, he quickly sent a message to Heifeng. This guy hid in Black Stone City and built a communication channel between Black Stone City and Wanzong Spiritual Square. He could obtain the most detailed information about the true spirit place in the shortest time.

Let’s not worry about this matter for now, just wait for news from the Black Wind. Master repeatedly urged and could not delay any more, so as not to lose his temper.

Wang Hao cleaned up his appearance a little. Then he left the cave and headed straight for the Star Cliff Hall.

"Baiyun, where did you die?"

"Don't you get in!"

Before the man could reach the Star Cliff Hall, the master had already heard anger and reprimanding.

Wang Hao's back chills, and he doesn't step on his legs and flies directly. After a few breaths, he appears in the hall and sees hundreds of people gathering here. Almost all the foundation-building real people in this vein.

The Star Cliff Hall is the master's bedroom, and very few outsiders are summoned. Now it is an exception and summoning the true person who builds the foundation of this lineage to discuss matters.

A cold gaze shot from above.

Wang Hao knew who it was without looking at it, and bowed in panic: "Disciple Baiyun, pay homage to Master!"

"Everyone says you are practicing hard in the cave. If this is the case, it would be fine!"

"Now I see you pale and your qi and blood are deficient... I have practiced so hard that I am at the peak of my Medicine Poison, Baiyu is the first one!"

Nie Wuxia looked coldly at his only personal disciple. He looked angry, but he felt helpless inside.

"This... Master, the disciple is eager to break through, and he accidentally broke his meridians and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood..."

Wang Hao was rude. No one saw it anyway, and he said that practicing qigong damages the meridians, and no one would question it.

After hearing this, Nie Wuxia frowned and said lightly: "Cultivation cannot be achieved overnight. It must be progressed step by step. Haste can't be achieved!"

"Disciple follows the teachings of Master!"
Chapter completed!