Zheng Haotian was slightly startled, then suddenly realized.
Just as Hu Batian said, he is not alone, but the real master of the Fierce Tigers, and with his own power, he can protect the whole city of Zhenhai.
Both Liehu Zhong and Zhenhai City are closely related to him. They both prosper and suffer.
Although a spiritual person is powerful, he is not omnipotent. If a more powerful spirit person uses the Fierce Tigers and Zhenhai City to put pressure on him, he may also fall into some kind of dilemma even if he is concerned about it.
territory.
However, if there is a strong and solid supporter Wanjian Sect behind him, then there will definitely be very few people who dare to take action against him.
Of course, as a Tiger Tyrant Spiritualist, as long as he reveals his wishes a little bit, there will definitely be many forces offering superior conditions to recruit him.
Although Baicao Peak is also a certain peak within the Wanjian Sect, it is just one of the many nameless peaks. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to be qualified to recruit powerful spiritual people.
Therefore, although Hu Batian's decision was optimistic about Zheng Haotian's future, it was also out of repayment.
After thinking carefully for a moment, Zheng Haotian bowed deeply to him and said: "Brother Tiger, thank you for your kindness. I can only say that from now on, Zhenhaicheng and Baicao Peak are one family. If something happens to Zhenhaicheng in the future, I will definitely
I will invite the supreme elder of our sect to come forward and I will never hold back."
Hu Batian laughed happily. He naturally understood that although Zheng Haotian was not very strong at this time, with his age and training speed, he must be trained as a core disciple within the sect. And those who pay attention to him
There are also many Supreme Elders. Once he comes forward to plead, someone will definitely take action for him.
Otherwise, even if Hu Batian wanted to repay his kindness, he would not have chosen Baicao Feng, who was not even remotely famous, to seek refuge with him.
Hu Batian nodded slightly and said: "Brother, I want to go back to practice in seclusion now to stabilize my realm..." He thought for a moment and said: "In three months, brother will definitely go to Wanjian Sect in person. When the time comes, I will ask my brother to introduce me to him.
The Lord of White Grass Peak."
Zheng Haotian nodded repeatedly. If Baicao Peak can really gain the support of this spiritual powerhouse, its status and strength will definitely rise a lot. No one in the Lianxia Peak will dare to underestimate him anymore.
This is the intimidation and strength of the strong spiritual body. Even if it is just a guest Supreme Elder, it is enough to suppress many misconceptions and voices.
Hu Batian waved his big sleeves and already rose into the air, flying quickly towards the distance.
Although he was successfully promoted to a strong spiritual body, it still takes a period of practice and consolidation before he can truly possess the strength consistent with his status.
The three-month agreement was already quite embarrassing, and after being promoted to the spirit body, Hu Batian was also eager to experience the various benefits brought by the new realm alone, so after the agreement, he immediately became clean
He turned around and left neatly without any sloppiness.
Zheng Haotian watched him go away, feeling excited in his heart.
This chance encounter not only deepened the friendship with Hu Batian, but also invited a Supreme Elder for Baicao Peak.
Although there are a lot of Supreme Elders in Wanjian Sect, strong men of this level are the most popular people wherever they go. I believe that the sect leader, Supreme Elder Yun and others will never refuse.
The joining of Tiger Batian.
Slowly retracting his gaze, he sank his mind into the cyclone.
There, the nightmares were spinning around the chains of darkness, and thick black mist continued to fill the air, making the cyclone they temporarily lived in eerie and dark, like a haunted house.
Sensing Zheng Haotian's spiritual thoughts, Nightmare immediately shouted: "You came just in time, look at your cyclone..."
Zheng Haotian was slightly startled. As soon as he heard Nightmare's words, he immediately understood that his cyclone must have undergone some kind of mutation.
But the problem is that if something is really wrong, how can it be hidden from his spiritual sense.
His spiritual thoughts spread out without thinking, sensing each cyclone carefully. Slowly, deep surprise and confusion filled his heart.
At this time, the number of cyclones in his mind was still no more than seventy, but these seventy cyclones had undergone quite subtle changes.
His cyclone was originally extremely vast, so it was able to accommodate such a large number of sword light cores at once.
However, when tens of millions of sword lights are crowded into seventy cyclones, no matter how big the cyclone is, it will inevitably feel a bit crowded.
Zheng Haotian will pay for himself. If he waits for him to advance to the next level, when the number of sword lights reaches the terrifying number of 100 million, he will definitely not be able to fit them into eighty cyclones.
However, at this moment, the cyclone underwent a magical change that even he didn't understand.
His cyclone seemed to have expanded a little more.
Although the scope of expansion this time is not very large, it has freed up part of the space, so that the tens of millions of sword lights are no longer crowded, and it also allows Nightmare, Round Bowl and Blood Light Halberd to have more ample space.
Not only that, the feeling these cyclones gave him became more and more solid.
If the previous cyclones were some straw straw houses, after they operate to the extreme, there will inevitably be the danger of damage or collapse, then the cyclones at this time have become wooden houses.
And what he felt afterwards was that the tens of thousands of sword lights in these cyclones were far from reaching their limit.
At this time, he even had the feeling that even if he condensed hundreds of millions of sword lights, he would be able to fit them into these huge cyclones.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Haotian didn't understand why his cyclone suddenly changed like this, but it was undeniable that this was undoubtedly a good thing.
"Nightmare, how did you do it?" Zheng Haotian asked excitedly.
Since it was not because of him, the only explanation naturally fell on the nightmare.
I didn't expect that this guy had such unpredictable means and could even accomplish such a thing.
Nightmare said angrily: "How can I do it? This is your own fault."
"I……"
"That's right, you are so angry."
Zheng Haotian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he murmured: "Can true energy... be able to warm and strengthen a cyclone?"
"It should be possible." Nightmare said quickly: "During this period of time, your true energy and spiritual power have communicated and cooperated, and you have been able to smoothly integrate into the cyclones. And every time you integrate into the cyclones, these cyclones will undergo some changes.
Although the magnitude of the change is not large, it is more obvious today.”
Zheng Haotian nodded slowly, sighed, and said: "I understand..."
Generally, spiritual energy masters who have practiced Ten Thousand Sword Art, although their cyclones are equally powerful, are absolutely unable to absorb all the sword light into the cyclone for nourishment. Even Qiu Xinyu, who is also a super spiritual energy master, cannot do the same.
Zheng Haotian never understood why he was able to condense a powerful cyclone far beyond the same level before, but today's changes made him understand the reason.
True Qi, that's because he has powerful True Qi in his body that is not inferior to the existence of spiritual power.
Cyclones are something that every reiki master possesses, but the quality of the cyclones is closely related to a person's physique.
Looking at the spiritual energy masters of the same level, which one can possess the eighth-level demon transformation at the same time? Even if there are people who cultivate both spirit and body, it is impossible for him to possess the super-level demon transformation at the same time.
And it is precisely because of his spiritual and physical cultivation that his cyclones are far superior to those of the same level.
And now, when he merged with An'an, he understood the way of joint use of true energy and spiritual power. This not only doubled his power when using the endless sea of swords, but also benefited his cyclones.
Not bad, great progress has been made.
As soon as the mind turns, the true energy in the body has already filled the air, flowing quietly in every cyclone.
Once the true energy and spiritual power were blended into one, they immediately formed a magical power. And he began to absorb all the cyclones to his heart's content.
Of course, the speed of this kind of absorption is not fast, or even very small, and this is the biggest reason why he didn't notice it before.
Zheng Haotian was ecstatic, and he couldn't help but laugh wildly. The laughter spread far and wide, expressing the joy in his heart vividly.
It seems that when practicing in the future, more attention should be paid to allowing the true energy and spiritual power to melt and cooperate with each other.
After a long time, he put away the joy in his heart and said: "Nightmare, what happened to the cripple you took in?"
If the half-demon king had not lost his intelligence and heard Zheng Haotian describe himself as crippled, he would definitely become furious.
But at this time, it could only stay in the round bowl of the Dark Divine Weapon, and was being eroded and refined by nightmares and chains of darkness every moment.
If it weren't for its level being far superior to that of nightmares and round bowls, it would probably have vanished into nothing by now.
Nightmare swayed his body and said: "I don't know which idiot turned a powerful demon king into such a waste. Not only did he lose his mind, but even the demon king's proper abilities disappeared. Well, the only use now is
Just slowly refine it, and then let the tenth-level mutant devil devour it." It laughed and said: "Its magic skin and powerful strength are still of some benefit to the mutant devil."
Zheng Haotian said with concern: "By absorbing the half-finished demon king, will the tenth-level mutant demon also evolve into an incomplete demon king?"
Nightmare's voice suddenly dropped an octave: "Unless you provide a living demon king or a strong spiritual body, there will be such dangers."
Zheng Haotian smiled bitterly. Although he was conceited, he did not dare to put his mind to such a strong person.
Nightmare suddenly said: "Don't you have two friends with strong spiritual bodies? They don't have much precaution against you, and they have just been promoted. If there is a sudden attack..."
"Stop talking." Zheng Haotian shouted sternly: "Don't bring up this suggestion again in the future."
The black body of the nightmare made a shrug, but since Zheng Haotian was so insistent, it naturally couldn't force it.
"Nightmare, refine the demon king and let it be swallowed by the tenth-level demon. As for how far it can grow, it depends on God's will..."