A long journey,

Drizzle with a half pot of spring.

Time is more silent than sound.

A volume of books is written in half of the mango bamboo.

The moon is shining with stars for thousands of years,

Floating and ups and downs throughout life.

I miss you at night without sleep,

The sycamore flowers bloom in half to welcome the spring.

2018.12.24——Yutong

Xiahou Dunpeng was a little unsure. Naturally, it could not see the appearance of the demon ape on its body, nor could it see the invisible clouds that made it desperate and fearful. Although it had not completely retreated, it could undoubtedly be unable to cause harm to Xiahou Dunpeng.

Although I don’t understand why I get out of trouble, and I don’t understand what this awakened demon soul will bring, how can it not be delighted to survive in a desperate situation?

Under Xiahou Dunpeng's scattered bun, a light suddenly flashed on his face full of swelling and bruises, as if even the swelling had dissipated a lot. Although his eyes could only open a gap, when Xiahou Dunpeng, who had regained his confidence, raised his head, two dazzling golden lights suddenly burst out.

"Roar!" Xiahou Dunpeng couldn't bear the throbbing and excitement in his heart. In order to celebrate his rebirth and to vent the endless unwillingness and fear in his chest, he howled to the sky like a demon ape behind him.

Boom, the bursting momentum was majestic and magnificent, rushing straight towards Zhou Hao. Xiahou Dunpeng did not hesitate at all, and rushed out in a more violent posture. His fists hit critically like hammers, and his opponent was undoubtedly Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao was already on guard when he woke up. It was not foresight. What an opportunity was it to break through at the moment? Zhou Hao, who was so close to him, knew very well, and understood how terrifying the illusion that seemed invincible in the moment of breakthrough.

Although he knew that this kind of explosion was not really invincible, the situation at that time would definitely not be able to vent. Whether it was excitement or impulse, Zhou Hao was always right to be prepared.

Xiahou Dunpeng's re-explosion did not go beyond Zhou Hao's defense, but it was a considerable price. Xiahou Dunpeng seemed to be a human-shaped beast, with enough power to open mountains and crack stones. Zhou Hao did not want to give in, but could not, and could only resolve the attack with a more brutal attack.

Boom, boom, boom.

The fragile ring was shaken by the two of them, and the guardian array kept firing rune lights, eliminating the pressure caused by the fierce bombardment.

With one punch, Zhou Hao stepped back one meter and stepped on a deep footprint on the ring. The second punch, and retreated one meter again, was still a footprint, the third punch—

Boom... With a crack, a crack broke, and Zhou Hao, who was retreating, was embedded in the thick giant tree on the ring, becoming a human-shaped target.

Xiahou Dunpeng did not give up. The madness he escaped from the trap made him like a horse that had run away from his reins, and the gain of the upper hand made him inexplicably excited. Although Zhou Hao's arms were swollen to a thicker than his legs and were almost difficult to lift, he only resisted Xiahou Dunpeng's three strikes.

However, Zhou Hao's eyes were not anxious, and he stared at Xiahou Dunpeng. At this time, Xiahou Dunpeng was covered with invisible clouds, and there were not many remaining, but in Zhou Hao's eyes, it was like starlight, and the remaining invisible clouds at this time were like tiny little snakes, desperately drilling into Xiahou Dunpeng's body.

However, the distribution of those small snakes made Zhou Hao overjoyed and did not do anything else. With Zhou Hao's eyesight, he could see more than seventy places just by seeing them from the front, and twenty of them looked so familiar.

Baihui, Shenting, Sun, Shivering, Mizuzhong point, Yumen point, Juque point, although Zhou Hao did not understand what these dark clouds were, defeating would not hinder his understanding, because the invisible dark cloud itself seemed to be protruding from these strange acupoints, which eventually led to the strange aura of Xiahou Dunpeng's breath changing, cold, cruel, cruel, and bloodthirsty, which made his advancement just now almost fail. Zhou Hao thought that whether it was because of this situation that the advancement of his own or other monks had advanced greatly increased or simply failed?

Xiahou Dunpeng was excited. After three punches, he had already vented his anger in his chest. Once he gained the upper hand, he rushed forward again and wanted to deal with Zhou Hao.

"Shi..." Although his arms were almost unresisting, Zhou Hao was not unable to fight back. He squeaked his soul and stabbed Xiahou Dunpeng directly.

"Hey, not bad." The Lord of the Rising Peak suddenly became tighter. The secret technique of souls was the top secret among the Jindan cultivators. What's more, a new disciple at the foundation-building realm, even if he is within the Tianyan Sect, he can cultivate the power of souls in the foundation-building realm, which is definitely a monster.

Zhou Hao's actions just now were obviously no longer a beginner's practice. The mysterious magic that flashed and condensed smoothly was definitely not achieved by recent practice.

Xiahou Dunpeng suddenly exploded his mind, and his raised fists stopped immediately. His eyes blurred for a moment, and his mind buzzed. A wave of emptiness and fatigue made him understand what he had just advanced.

The monk advances, consumes all the spiritual power it has refined, and takes a gamble, and has almost completed the advancement. Although it is an improvement in cultivation, it does not mean that it will immediately have a strong combat power improvement. Unless it ignores the foundation and forcefully continues to fight at the cost of losing the foundation.

In other words, at this moment, Xiahou Dunpeng's best choice is not to entangle with Zhou Hao, but to search for land and repair the deficit of the Dantian. Unlike ordinary cultivators, he awakened the demon soul and consumed more soul power. This power is not so easy to replenish. In addition, he has not yet opened the Purple Palace Sea of ​​Consciousness, so after the dividends brought by the surge in cultivation at the beginning disappeared, Zhou Hao just had a soul-catching sting, which easily crushed him.

With a scream, Xiahou Dunpeng had not had time to wake up, and bursts of continuous severe pain attacked him again.

Zhou Hao, regardless of whether he was in deficit or not, should he go to meditate in peace and meditation. He was kind and did not take advantage of others' danger, and he helped and saved him from being lost by the devil's thoughts. After you wake up and advance, you will be powerful.

Why, is Xiao Ye so easy to bully? Besides, Zhou Hao is quite interested in the invisible cloud-like little snakes that have already retracted to Xiahou acupoints, so he is merciless.

Although the Lord of the Rising Peak was just a glance, he was a little more sure of Zhou Hao. If this was Zhou Hao's trump card, then Taoist Shen Qi's choice was still good, which was barely acceptable.

But Xiahou Dunpeng, who suddenly burst out after awakening the demon soul, did not appreciate it very much, and said secretly: "Idiot, I don't admit defeat early to go to meditation, but I take advantage of the advancement to find face. I really don't know what it means."

Xiahou Dunpeng was very frustrated, aggrieved, and sad. Why was he so unlucky? He thought he could defeat Zhou Hao in just three punches and two kicks, but he didn't know that the other party was just a stubborn stone. His arm was almost ruined, but he didn't admit defeat. Instead, he was pressed down and beaten up. Moreover, Xiahou Dunpeng was very strange. The other party made him feel so comfortable, just like when he was a child, his family elders pushed the palace acupoints to regulate his meridians.

Zhou Hao did not really attack. He was himself, and his cultivation system was different. He didn't think that Xiahou Dunpeng could withstand the attack of the fatal acupoint without death or being disabled, so he used spiritual power to inject it more.

, even turned fists into palms, shocked the acupoints from the air, and the targets were even more invisible clouds.

"Hey, what are Senior Brother Zhou doing?" Chu Renjie was a little puzzled. Zhou Hao was almost knocked off the ring by three punches just now, and was even embedded in the giant tree on the ring, which scared the person.

However, perhaps because of his luck in shit, Xiahou Dunpeng suddenly became angry. The two offensive and defense were dislocated again. Zhou Hao looked like he was teasing Xiahou Dunpeng, and he slapped a late-stage monk like a ball. And he really treated it as a ball, with his chest, back, head, butt, thighs, and even his soles.

Zhou Hao's magical skills shocked the audience and stunned all the monks. Some female cultivators couldn't bear to see it and shouted softly: "This, this is the kind of fighting style. Is this senior brother going to destroy Mr. Xiahou?"

"Maybe this person has some hobbies!" a monk explained.

This explanation was so bad. Someone immediately thought of something, turned his head and looked at the beautiful and beautiful female monks on the side and said, "Senior sister, you can't challenge that devil! Be careful."

Several female cultivators were puzzled and said, "Why are you careful?"

The monk hesitated for a moment and finally made up his mind to say, "If the devil fights his senior sister, it will be the same..."

After brushing, countless monks around him looked at the eyes of several female monks in an instant.

"You, you are shameless." Several female cultivators immediately understood and surrounded the guy and beat him up. But soon, the news that Zhou Demon liked to touch the whole body during the battle spread.

When cultivators fought with people, they actually used Zhou's devil's palm to slap their whole body to intimidate their opponents. Many cultivators even used this as an example to specifically deal with female cultivators, making Zhou Hao completely become a devil in the eyes of the female cultivators of Tianyan Sect.

Zhou Hao was so tired that his whole body was so painful that he felt sick. He was sweating all over, because during this period, he had to prevent Xiahou Dunpeng from counterattacking, or in order to wipe out the cloudy snake at a certain acupoint, he had to help Xiahou Dunpeng turn over, which was a waste of his old nose.

When the last trace of dark cloud was wiped out, Zhou Hao hurriedly retreated. Xiahou Dunpeng hugged his head, his butt rose up, and his other shoe disappeared. He was torn off by Zhou Haoxian. Apart from the vital taboos, he was completely a farmer in the mud field.

After a long time, the comfortable feeling came, Xiahou Dunpeng slowly raised his head and looked around. He saw Zhou Hao almost standing on the other side of the ring. He felt relieved. He turned over and sat on the ring, gasping for breath.

He was in a mess, but was very happy. At first, if he didn't know that Zhou Hao was helping him, because the two of them fought, he later found that Zhou Hao was very responsible, and the place where he was beaten was even more likely to shed his shackles and armor. It was extremely relaxed. If he didn't understand this anymore, he would be better than a pig.

The reason why he saw Zhou Hao staying away from him was because of his face. After breathing evenly, Xiahou Dunpeng took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, poured out a few crystal clear pills, threw them into his mouth, swallowed them in a turn, and did not use the technique to refine them. Then he stood up.
Chapter completed!