Once, twice, until the third time, the roaring sound in Meng Hao's mind was extremely strong, like a turbulent wave coming, and finally with a bang, Meng Hao's vision blurred.

A large amount of dirt was constantly secreted from his sweat pores. Every time some dirt appeared, Meng Hao would wake up a little and his body would become more transparent. Until half an hour later, Meng Hao's eyes condensed, and his aura became even brighter, completely

When he wakes up, there is a dazzling light in his eyes.

"Qi Condensation, Fourth Level!" Meng Hao felt that the cultivation within his body was like a rolling river. As it circulated, there were even bursts of wind and thunder, and the momentum was astonishing.

Meng Hao looked calm, lowered his head and took out fifteen flying swords from the storage bag. These flying swords were all obtained from transactions in the past half month. They looked the same. Although they came from the Treasure Pavilion, they were made in standard styles.

There were also some other magic weapons that were obtained through trade. Taking a deep breath, Meng Hao closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for dawn.

"After entering the sect and practicing cultivation, I can't help myself... With my cultivation level, I can rob, but I don't want to hurt others too much, so I want to do business. But now this person robs my business first, and then

Threatening me to destroy my cultivation...it's too much to bully someone!"

At one moment in the morning, Meng Hao opened his eyes, walked out of the cave, washed away the dirt all over his body, and headed straight for Pingding Mountain.

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