Bai Li shuttled between various spells. Although she was just having fun, she did not dare to relax at all. Sometimes, she could not control the spirit magic at all, which would cause accidents. Therefore, the seven spirit spirit gods also fought against each other, which made her very excited, who was always alone. She kept using her magical powers in space, causing war in the Dantian world, which was very lively.

Zhou Hao looked calm at this time, not at all like distracted, but the little changes in the Dantian world, the pursuit and play of the seven spirit gods, fighting, and Bai Li's spatial powers were all reflected one by one, which was extremely clear.

The Seven Spirit Spirit God is originally the shadow of the soul of the life, equivalent to the seven kinds of dispersion spirits, and also agrees to represent Zhou Hao's will. This change allows Zhou Hao to concentrate on the Sutra of Eternity without any influence of attributes. In the Dantian world, the Seven Spirit Spirit Gods each practice different magic and spiritual skills, and even work together to comprehend the way of runes and the way of refining weapons, which can gradually increase the spiritual wisdom and eventually grow completely.

When the Seven Spirit Spirit God was completely closed, Zhou Hao's aura was like a mortal, like returning to the simplicity and without any strangeness.

All kinds of wonderful uses are completely in one's mind. Zhou Hao believes that this is only part of the benefits of the Seven Spirit Spirit God. It can be said that its role is limitless in the future, and Zhou Hao needs to gradually explore it himself.

In the hourglass, sand and gravel continued to drip. Zhou Hao sighed in his heart that the only thing he was worried about now was the remaining 18 meridian acupoints. After leaving this time, he must complete the repair as soon as possible, and then figure out a path of his own, so that he can completely get rid of the shackles.

The former already has a method of looking at it. It only requires enough spiritual medicine resources to be successful, while the latter requires opportunities and requires Zhou Hao's own insights. It may take a long time and cannot be achieved in the short term.

He bowed and looked at the back deep in the palace, "Senior, I will definitely return in the future. Let's explore the past of this tribe. It's not like the Haotian bloodline buried in the desert."

For some reason, Zhou Hao also felt sincere piety and respect in his heart, and he couldn't help but make an unshirkable promise.

"well……"

With a sigh, the scenery in front of Zhou Hao's eyes changed, and the endless light blue fog was still as calm as before. Looking back, the world had long disappeared, and the majestic and vicissitudes of the palace were like a dream bubble, missing.

With a little disappointed and sad mood, Zhou Hao's body moved and ran forward at a rapid speed. After all, he was a young man. The change of time and space for more than 400 years is definitely a long journey. Although he is in a state of cultivation, the silence is too much. He suddenly gains freedom, and a long-silent exhaustion is immediately broken through the barriers.

"Boy, don't leave..."

Seeing the green mountains and clear waters ahead, Zhou Hao was happy and suddenly a sarcastic shout came.

Zhou Hao did not use spiritual power magic while running, and since the seven-spirit spirit gods were forbidden and nourished, Zhou Hao had already decided on the rules in his mind. It was absolutely necessary. When necessary, he would never use the power of the seven-spirit spirit gods easily. Even so, the spiritual power that the Changsheng Sutra constantly absorbed and wandered in his meridians was extremely powerful. Such pure spiritual power was enough to fight against the enemy.

He stopped, Zhou Hao's aura was calm and there was no trace of panic. He turned his head and looked at the slanted thorns and rushed towards him at a very fast speed, full of anger, as if he was about to eat people.

Wanyan Yingshuang wanted to catch up with Zhou Hao, but she found that she was a little wishful thinking. Although the mysterious clan had no restrictions on the descendants of the inheritance, she wanted to get closer several times. Although the other party had not left her sight, she seemed to be separated by a barrier forever, which made Wanyan Yingshuang both angry and annoyed.

For ten years, I wasted ten years in vain, wandering and doing useless work, but I did not dare to slack off, for fear that Zhou Hao would leave after waking up and then lose the other party’s traces again.

Fortunately, this process did not continue. Just when Wanyan Yingshuang finally made up her mind to leave the inheritance clan, when she looked back and wanted to remember Zhou Hao's angry face, she suddenly realized that the guy who had not moved for ten years and had been practicing some kind of magic began to run like herself.

"Boy, see where you escape this time."

With a delicate shout, Wanyan Ying stabbed her with her sword with her hands. She was a colorful flying phoenix battle robe on her body. The inside was the blood power. The Rakshasa gathering armor was still a woman after all. Even though the Rakshasa gathering cloud armor itself has the power of protection and covers her body, it was transformed by the blood of magic power, and it was still extremely repulsive in her heart, and that naked feeling was.

In an instant, Zhou Hao slid sideways, his fingertips flashed slightly, and pointed at the body of the Lingjian.

"Bang"

With a crisp sound, the spiritual sword felt like it was hit hard. The huge power almost made Wanyan Ying unable to grasp it. The spiritual sword was only a little short of it and it was not.

"Oh! Damn it, boy."

Wanyan Ying dodged and slashed quickly, for fear that Zhou Hao would take advantage of the situation. However, she did not retreat, and waved her sword. A bloody aura instantly cleansed the four fields. Even Zhou Hao felt the threat and quickly dodged and avoided.

Wanyan Ying's double-level golden elixir was not baptized by heaven and earth, which was equivalent to not being stable yet. This is also the magical part of the Haotian God Clan. Even the vast sea mist also protects the other party. Therefore, even if she stimulates the bloodline of the Rakshasa, she is still only the power of the peak foundation building, but she is a lot stronger.

Facing Zhou Hao, a guy who has constant opportunities and combat power, it is difficult to achieve results. What's more, the bloodline of the Haotian God Clan has become the leader of the eight divisions, the Rakshasa clan can only be a divine guard, and it has natural blood suppression. At the same level, she has no chance of winning against Zhou Hao.

Wanyan Yingshuang never expected that Zhou Hao, who had escaped quickly when he saw him before, was so difficult to deal with. Even if he tried his best, he could do nothing to the other party. He felt so annoyed.

If he fails, he is a genius of the Wanyan family and has been carefully trained by the ancestor. How could he lose to a casual cultivator who has no idea of ​​his origin? What's more, he has already achieved the golden elixir, but he has only lacked the refining of the heaven and earth tribulation.

With it, try the Rakshasa bloodline. It is so difficult to open the bloodline for nearly a hundred years. Moreover, the cold murderous intent brought by the bloodline is terrifying even if you feel that it is terrifying. How can you miss such an opportunity?

"This girl, you and I have no grudges. I have only met one time before, so why bother me?"

Zhou Hao advised him kindly, not that he could not kill, nor that he could not bear to kill. It seemed that since the foundation of his practice was recast and the true Sutra of Eternity, his will toward Tao became deeper in his heart, and he had an instinct for the easy killing of monks and creatures.

"Don't talk nonsense, I want me to let you go and defeat me first."
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