It was not until Zhou Hao left for a while, Xiahou Dunpeng, who was lying on the ring, stood up, lowered his head, his hair was scattered like weeds, his clothes were even more miserable than beggars, and he didn't know where a shoe had gone, and there was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, but under the loose hair, he didn't know the severity of the injury.

Xiahou Dunpeng naturally knew the rules, but at this moment it seemed to be completely unaware of them. No one knew what he was thinking. A pair of people were full of frustration, darkness, anger, hatred, and all kinds of mixed auras kept lingering around them.

Zhou Hao just left dozens of feet away and gave a little attention to the other party, but the main mind was immersed in the Baihui acupoint again.

The injuries were not light, but not serious. For the foundation-building monk, the bruises and congestion on his body were nothing. Even injuries such as broken bones were easy to heal as long as they were safe. Unless it was damaged and some parts were missing, it was considered serious injury and disability.

Another thing is that the meridian damage caused by forcibly improving his cultivation was the injury that the monks really care about and pay more attention to. The reason why Zhou Hao realized the Baihui acupoint again was because with the battle and the Baihui acupoint was refined by Pure Yang breath, more surprises made him reluctant to leave.

Since taking the risk of using the Five Elements to seal the Demon Spirit Fruit Core to plant the treasure tripod seed in the damaged Baihui acupoint, surprises have continued to appear.

Now a crazy physical art battle seems to have activated a kind of anti-natural effect that Zhou Hao did not understand. The pure Yang breath cleanses the spiritual power of the meridians, making the spiritual power more pure, and also drives the toughness and width of the meridians, making the spiritual power have a different vitality from the past, and gradually improving the vast earth in the Dantian world.

Even Zhou Hao had vaguely sensed that some secrets that he had been difficult to understand and could not explore were gradually happening in the Dantian world. What made him feel at ease was that this change was undoubtedly aimed at a good direction. Zhou Hao had enough confidence that once this transformation was completed one day, he might enter a new realm.

What makes Zhou Hao even more strange is that because of the physical competition, although he was beaten up very badly, the soles of his feet were probably removed from the rest of his body, except for the vital points, was almost completely incomplete. However, it was this change that seemed to break the physical barrier. The pure yang breath that was originally flowing through the meridians began to slowly penetrate into the body.

At this time, there were only two of them on the ring. With the smell of blood caused by fierce battle, no one noticed that Zhou Hao gradually overflowed with a layer of dirty things. Although it was extremely mild, every time he removed a little, Zhou Hao could feel the ease of his body, as if he was constantly removing a layer of shackles, and his muscles were infused with the reflow of spiritual power, instantly becoming more vibrant and energetic.

The four walls of Baihui acupoint are almost integrated with the Taoist seed of the treasure dynasty. There is no longer the feeling of isolation and incongruity. The treasure dynasty exudes a hazy halo, like a real divine tripod that has been sacrificed and refined. The talisman light lingers, birds flying and beasts running, full of vitality. What surprised Zhou Hao the most was that the pure yang breath did not decrease by cleaning the meridians, body, and transforming the Dantian world. It seemed like a never-ending source, constantly gushing out.

When Zhou Hao's divine thought entered it, a melodious and pleasant sound seemed to burst out instantly. Zhou Hao was shocked, but the divine thought had eliminated the Baihui acupoint. No, Zhou Hao looked around, this...

In the distance, Xiahou Dunpeng was still in a mess, and in the distance were thousands of foundation building outside the arena, Jindan monks, and there was an extremely powerful and heart-wrenching pressure next to them.

Below, a familiar but somewhat unfamiliar figure was also terrible, but above my head, there was a red sky that reached the sky and the earth. Isn’t that exactly me? What’s going on?

The Lord of the Rising Peak was on the side, but he was always paying attention to the ring. Although he had long been interested in this kind of fighting among the foundation-building monks, he was still quite serious as the instigator of the battle.

Of course, he would not let others say the final decisions about the forces he controlled. Although he often came and went freely and had no scruples, it was nothing to arrange a great monk from the Yuan Dynasty to preside over the things of the Rising Sun Peak during his departure from the sect. However, some things were something he had to fight for.

Just like the candidate for Daozi, he came back this time with the attention of the candidate for Daozi. But he was too late to hurry up, and Zhou Hao was given the title by the deputy leader Shen Qi and took the talisman. This is something that cannot be changed. But he can do some tricks. If Zhou Hao is too bad or unable to take responsibility, he will naturally have an excuse. He can do nothing but behave in a shameful manner.

No matter what, you have to try the skills of this junior and whether the potential is qualified, so Zhou Hao was unable to control himself. The Taoist Shen Qi on the top of the mountain must have known his intentions for a long time and did not stop him. The meaning of the Lord of the Rising Sun Peak naturally understood.

To be honest, he was very dissatisfied with Zhou Hao's qualifications. Even if such qualifications are barely advanced, their achievements are limited, and they will take much more time and effort.

But he did not directly deny Zhou Hao. As the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, he still had this mind, so that Zhou Hao could compete with the geniuses and disciples of various peaks by defending the enemy. He was deliberately torture and wanted to see Zhou Hao's cultivation, skills, and nature.

The second battle ended, no, strictly speaking, Xiahou Dunpeng and Zhou Hao have not yet admitted defeat, and the fight was not completed, but the Lord of Xuri Peak was not satisfied with Zhou Hao's performance and ability, and even looked down on him.

Both battles were Jedi counterattacks, turning passive into active, and winning was very hard. Although the opponent was very strong, as a candidate for Daozi and almost the only candidate decided by the internal one, it was somewhat inconsistent.

He squinted his eyes lazily while watching the battle. Suddenly, a slight fluctuation burst out not far away. Huh? The Lord of the Rising Peak was a little confused. This was an extremely strange and never-before had the soul power field. You must know that this level that only monks above the Nascent Soul Ancestor are qualified to reach is impossible here.

Around the Rising Sun Peak, cultivators who can have this soul power are definitely rare even among the Nascent Soul Ancestors. Not to mention others, even if they don’t know each other, they will remember the unique soul power characteristics of the other party as long as they have come into contact with it, just like distinguishing the smell.

It is impossible for a cultivator with this kind of soul power field to use this level of soul power to explore or contact in front of another Nascent Soul cultivator. First, it is disrespectful to cultivators of the same level, or a provocative act. Second, the power of this soul power field is extremely powerful, just like a god. It is also a means to suppress cultivators of the same level and directly reach the soul, but this means is also a means, but this means

It is also very dangerous. Once two monks of the same level fight in this way, it will indicate that they will never die.

Instinctive reaction, the main soul power field of the Rising Peak was about to move. Zhou Hao suddenly felt the main direction of the Rising Peak, like a ten thousand-foot high mountain that inherited the sky and was connected to the ground, rushing down.

My chest suddenly became stuffy, and I couldn't help but groan, and got out of that magical state, and my soul returned to the purple palace.

I didn't bother to sigh, and there was no need to guess that the breath that made me look up was undoubtedly the Lord of the Rising Peak. Looking up, Xiahou Dunpeng seemed to be covered with an invisible cloud. A figure of an originally golden terrifying demon ape shone out in anger and howled unwillingly, and could not be freed by the invisible clouds.

The Lord of the Rising Peak was suddenly shocked, and the new and vibrant soul power field suddenly disappeared, as if it was his own illusion, his eyes opened and closed, like two star lights instantly covering the ring, trying to find out the source of the soul power.

Hey! The source of soul power has not been found, but suddenly the change of Xiahou Dunpeng was discovered. Is this?

He is not unfamiliar with the Xuanyuan family. This is a family with a long and magical inheritance. Each family member has a demon soul inheritance in his bloodline. This demon soul does not rely on bloodlines to reproduce, but has a mysterious method of sacrifice, sacrifice and summoning, as if it has crossed the gate of time and space. Among low-level disciples, this demon soul will not manifest, but lurk. If one day the disciples can activate the demon soul inheritance, it will open a new world of cultivation.

And the junior in front of him was the feeling of the soul power field he just gave him? No, unlike him, this seemed to be the awakening of the demon soul, but he had a demonic thought and a change caused by the unfairness in his heart.

Zhou Hao was in the scene. He was the closest existence to Xiahou Dunpeng. Of course, he felt that the other party was inappropriate. However, this disgust from the deepest part of his heart made him very irritable.

The obscure and invisible aura seemed to be constantly binding and dismantling the body and mind of the golden demon ape. The madness and anger made Zhou Hao very disgusted.

Xiahou Dunpeng tried hard to calm his mind and fought with Zhou Hao, which made him feel very frustrated. The other party was obviously not as strong as himself and was always at a disadvantage, but he was extremely tenacious. Even if he was beaten to him, he never gave up. If you don’t admit defeat, how could this young master admit defeat?

However, the other party became more and more braver as the battle fought. How could his own family from the Xuanyuan family be defeated by a new disciple? However, he was actually defeated, perhaps because of the war, or because of the bloodline caused by the fierce battle, or because of the long-awaited demon soul is about to awaken.

This made Xiahou Dunpeng very worried, because the family predecessors taught in the past that when the demon soul awakens, it is best if someone is there to assist him, because the demons are tyrannical and their nature is rioting during their awakening. At this time, the monks must take into account both the spiritual power and the operation of their skills. If no one assists, it is easy to invade the soul by the demon soul. The mild one fails to awaken and becomes a useless person, and the severe one is devoured by the demon soul, thus becoming a non-human or a demon. In that way, the family will lose the original heart of the monk, and the family will mercilessly erase it, because it is covered with human bodies, but it will become a demon with infinite killings, and even the demon clan is not as good as it.
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