Zhang Hao used his spiritual sense to search around for a while and found several silver swordfishes he had met last time in the Tianyuan waters, so he tried to communicate with the silver fish with his spirit.

A response was received in a moment.

"Guests from Tianyuan Canyon, where are you going!"

Zhang Hao thought about it and said with his spirit: "Can you help me block the sounds from the outside world? The breath on me and the outside world make it impossible for cultivators from the outside world to sense my whereabouts!"

In fact, when Zhang Hao fell into the Tianyuan Canyon, the formation on the water surface had already isolated his breath, and cultivators from the outside could no longer detect his whereabouts.

The silver swordfish beside him sent a positive answer with his spirit, and immediately sent a strange message. Tens of thousands of silver fish were spinning around Zhang Hao during the breath.

This time is different from the last time the method of underwater teleportation.

This time they just spin around Zhang Hao quickly and did not sneak quickly in the bottom of the water.

At this moment, if someone is on the north shore of Tianyuan Canyon, he will definitely see tens of thousands of silver-toned saber-toothed swordfish forming a huge silver vortex of ten miles.

The vortex rotates rapidly, and the blue river water is surrounded by silver lights, which is very beautiful.

Zhang Hao lifted the left thorn out of the Tongtian Tower. The left thorn was tortured by the Soul-Devouring Nail and was half dead. The remaining sword cultivator's will survived.

Shang's cold voice suddenly came over: "I will teach you a magical power now and you will refine his golden elixir. This person has extraordinary will and his soul is injured so severely, and he can still support it until now. He is also considered an extraordinary person of perseverance. If you seize his golden elixir, you can also elevate your realm to the golden elixir realm!"

"Golden Pill Realm!" Zhang Hao was shocked.

Just plundering others' cultivation will plunder other people's luck, and whether it is good or bad will fall into your own cause and effect blessings.

However, my current realm is too low. If I don’t improve my realm, I won’t have a chance to escape if I meet a slightly stronger opponent. Moreover, many of the magic tricks in the White Jade Plate Dragon Palace can only start practicing at the Golden Pill Realm.

I escaped by luck today, so I may not have such good luck next time.

But before refining this person, I have to ask some things. This guy seems to know that he has a lot of things.

Zhang Hao pinched a Taoist proof and patted the acupoint on the left thorn body.

Zuo Tsu felt a warm spiritual power pouring in from the sky gate above his head, and opened his eyes leisurely. He saw that in the bottom of the water, waves of cold waves came from everywhere, and dazzling silver lights swayed rapidly from around him. He didn't know where deep in his heart for a moment, and he felt confused.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a murderous intent coming from the opposite side. When I looked up, I saw Zhang Hao's somewhat playful smiling face.

"You are awake!" There is no harsh words, no sarcasm or ridicule. Instead, a greeting that seems to be a concern among old friends.

He was a little confused about what this guy was trying to do! Vientiane Island did not have any pressure on him. Why did this guy just have such courage in the low-level cultivation sect in Tianhuang?

He woke up and found that Li Mubai had not appeared, and knew that he would definitely die today. He looked at Zhang Hao with some sarcasm and slowly closed his eyes. The soul nail above his head was still wandering in his sea of ​​consciousness, devouring his soul. If he hadn't tried his best to restrain his soul, he would have become an idiot.

Zhang Hao ignored him when he saw Zuo Ting.

He said gently again: "I will ask you a question and you will answer it. I will give you a decent way to die!"

Left thorn still closed his eyes and ignored him.

Zhang Hao sighed and said, "Since you don't say anything, cut off your tongue and feed the fish!" As he said that, he pulled out the Lilong sword, poured spiritual power from the tip of the sword, and spit out a dazzling silver light three inches long. The silver light penetrated the water surface of the spiritual power cover and rustled.

"If you want to kill, kill!" Zuo Tsai suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the cold silver light on Lilong and said coldly.

"I'll ask you a few questions, tell me, I'll let you get rid of your current pain sooner!"

Zuo Tsai glanced at Zhang Hao's expression and returned to his original arrogance, and sneered: "Are you begging me?"

Zhang Hao sneered and said, "Don't be ungrateful!"

Just as he was about to use his methods to torture Zuo Tsu, he saw Zuo Tsu suddenly hugging his head with both hands and his face twisted and howling in pain, and a hissing sound came out of his mouth.

Looking at the pain caused by the soul nail, Zhang Hao sneered and said, "The pain of the spiritual consciousness has been tried before I reached the foundation-building stage. That kind of heart-wrenching pain is something that ordinary people can tolerate. You are very good!"

Zhang Hao said as he looked at the left priest who was twisting into a ball on the ground and asked, "Who gave me the poison of the love, and who was chasing me at the entrance of the Demon Valley!"

As soon as he finished asking, he heard a twisted left thorn sneer, and a layer of golden halo appeared in his body. A mighty aura emanated from his body. The powerful aura made the silver fish around him stagnate for a moment.

Shang Bing's cold and ruthless voice came from his ears: "I want to explode the golden elixir!"

After the left thorn woke up, he had been free from this pain as soon as possible. When he suddenly heard Zhang Hao ask about these two things, he felt extremely sad. He would actually die in the hands of such a garbage man. When he suppressed the soul nail in the sea of ​​consciousness and was about to explode the golden elixir, he suddenly saw a slender and jade-like big hand stretching out from Zhang Hao's body, and the big hand was covered with strange talismans.

His five fingers poked out from Zhang Hao's chest like an eagle claw, and directly grabbed into the sky gate sea of ​​consciousness above his left thorn.

Only a sound of bone shattering sounded, a golden elixir was grabbed by a big hand, and talismans quickly landed on the golden elixir, quickly cutting off the connection between the left thorn and the golden elixir.

Hongchen Xiaoyao seized **, who are you? I felt like a big hand entered his sea of ​​consciousness from his heavenly gate, and grabbed his golden elixir like he was taking something, but he could not even use a trace of resistance. The other party's methods were extremely clever, not only closed his sea of ​​consciousness, but also wiped away the imprint on his golden elixir.

This method is by no means a magical means that a cultivator in the late stage of Nirvana can possess.

At this moment, the left sprite golden elixir was seized, but it was not dead. Although he had not practiced the powerful method of refining the body of gods and demons, his body was stronger than that of ordinary people.

A question flashed through his heart, was he the Emperor Xiaoyao? It was impossible. Emperor Xiaoyao had died, how could it be? At this moment, Zuo Tu felt as if he was ashes and died with his eyes closed.

Without the sea of ​​consciousness of the Golden Pill, his realm quickly fell to the realm of Nirvana. The black hair on his head gradually turned gray, and then turned white. His thin cheeks quickly shriveled, and the flesh and blood in his body relaxed, like a zombie covered in a skin.

A small black divine nail above his head rushed out from the left prick of the sky gate, and his soul made a sharp scream on it.

Zhang Hao made seals with both hands, and the spiritual power in his hand was sucking and spitting over the soul-devouring nail that was about to fly away.

A phantom on the Soul-Devouring Nail was gradually swallowed up by the gray light on the Soul-Devouring Nail. In just half a blink of an eye, it was swallowed up completely. This phantom was the soul of the left thorn. After the phantom was swallowed up by the Soul-Devouring Nail, the left thorn's real body disappeared, leaving only a skin sac floating in the water.

Zhang Hao summoned the Fulong Cauldron, sealed the Soul-Devouring Nail, opened the flames in the cauldron and began to refine the Soul-Devouring Nail.

This soul-devouring nail is just a low-grade magic weapon, and there is no spirit in the nail. As for Old Man Huang, today, he has been suppressed by Dao Chi, so the refining process is extremely smooth. In just half an hour, the spiritual imprint left by Old Man Tianhuang inside was refined.

Zhang Hao refined the Soul-Devouring Nail and then entered the Tower of Tongtian.

Shang was floating beside Zhang Hao at this moment, and a golden elixir the size of a longan appeared on his hand, and a golden light radiated. As the talismans on Shang's hand were striking out one after another, the light on the golden elixir gradually became introverted. He saw that the light on the golden elixir gradually dimmed, and looked at Zhang Haoqing and shouted:

"You can quickly refine this golden elixir according to the method above the magic trick!"

After saying that, the golden elixir flew out of his palm and floated above Zhang Hao's head. At the same time, Zhang Hao also had a magical power to refine the golden elixir in his sea of ​​consciousness!
Chapter completed!