Chapter 340 Longtan Tiger Cave

It's not just Zhao Haoran who died from self-explosion. I'm afraid that most of the souls within ten thousand feet will be buried with him.

Suddenly, Zhao Haoran pinched the magic formula, and all the auras around him poured into his body. The auras of various departments just reached a balance, did not interfere with each other, and became permanent guests in his body.

The whole martial soul does not need to be manipulated by Zhao Haoran, and it begins to operate non-stop. It refines this aura and transforms it into a magical power. What puzzles Zhao Haoran most is whether he is the cultivation of the originality now?

If it is said, there is still soul power in the body, which has not completely become the power of magic power. If not, the overall power has clearly exceeded the scope of the Japanese soul. Even the cultivation of the originalization may not exceed the aura contained in his body.

The cultivation has gone further, and the perception of many things is also very different.

The Qushan River and the blue water beast are like a mountain in the divine consciousness, towering and upright. There are many differences between the two, but they are roughly equivalent. On the other hand, Song Wei is like a small tree that shakes in the wind and may fall down at any time. As for Otu and others, they are a few small grasses under the tree, and their lives are even more precarious.

Zhao Haoran sighed. No wonder he felt that the stronger the soul, the more arrogant he was. It turned out that this deep cognition was really unchangeable.

"Thank you for your support. I didn't expect that so many people came to congratulate me when Zhao Haoran made a breakthrough in my cultivation. It's really polite."

The blue water beast laughed and said, "This little friend is really good, and his cultivation methods are different. I, the blue water unicorn beast () have made you as a friend."

In demon cultivation, generally speaking, even if you know it, you will not speak directly about its ontology. This is a disrespectful way. Zhao Haoran naturally understands that this blue-water unicorn beast can tell its own ontology at the first time, which shows that it has a lot of sincerity.

"You're welcome, what's your name?"

"Acquaintances like to call me Lao Bi..." The blue water beast looks harmless, but Zhao Haoran knows that it is impossible for everyone to judge from the surface. It is by no means a brainless person to have such a profound cultivation. The other party's friendship must have some purpose.

"Old Bi Taoist friend, Zhao Haoran, has been to the sea, and he still knows a little about demon cultivation."

The blue water beast raised its eyebrows and said, "Zhao Daoyou is really not a general person. A trip to the sea is still unharmed, which is enough to show your strength. When you are free, you must learn from each other."

"It's easy to say." Zhao Haoran was perfunctory. There were two strong men who refined their souls into beads in front of him. He said that there was no pressure, which was self-deception. If the two took action at the same time, Zhao Haoran could only escape.

"Well, Zhao Haoran, I will definitely take your life today to repay the humiliation of that day." Qushanhe is about to storm away. Why did the two become friends as they talked? It's okay.

Isn't the human soul and the demon cultivation unreliable?

The blue water beast retreated slightly. Although it was belligerent, it was obviously not the right time. It was definitely not a good thing to be caught between the two.

Qu Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief. Because of Zhao Haoran, his spirit has been in a tense state and lost his calm judgment. How can a new demon monk go back to help the human soul? Isn't this ridiculous?

"Go back, after all, the forced things are not your own."

Zhao Haoran's voice was very soft and his tone was very light, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Qushan River's head and was almost stunned. How could he know that his strength was not cultivated?

Sure enough, Zhao Haoran's eyes flashed a trace of fine light, and Qu Shanhe was in turmoil, so he was provoked by Zhao Haoran's language. At ordinary times, it was difficult to set off even a trace of waves.

Before losing the battle, Qushanhe had lost nine times out of ten. The blue water beast narrowed its eyes, as if the moonlight above its head was too dazzling.

"With the soul beads in your body and mastering the rules of heaven and earth, how can you, a small Japanese soul, be my opponent?" Qu Shanhe seemed to be talking to himself, obviously panicked.

The rules of heaven and earth, Zhao Haoran curved a beautiful arc at the corners of his mouth. What rules? Why do you want heaven and earth to make rules? Why do you want him to bend the mountains and rivers to enforce the rules? I, Zhao Haoran, believe only in his own rules, what are the rules of heaven and earth? What does it matter?

"What does heaven and earth count? The thunderstorm fell on that day, and I don't still exist safely. Rules? Haha!" Zhao Haoran's face was indescribably arrogant and confident.

The unchanged expression of the blue water beast beside him was not knowing what he was thinking about, and the subsequent demon cultivation was a little restless. He didn't expect that the human soul was so bad. Except for Zhao Haoran, the rest was nothing, but he didn't know that most of the strong people had died in this land in a previous catastrophe.

The task assigned by the master must be completed! Qushanhe put aside the burden and no longer thought about other problems. Such a dark soul is the most terrible.

With a flick of the finger, dozens of dark soul people who return to one cultivation appear. This is the unique soul art of dark soul people. They can create dark soul people who completely obey orders, which is better than split art.

Zhaoran, a dark soul man, does not take any effort to deal with it, but it takes a lot of magic power. In the past, Zhao Haoran may have some scruples. At this moment, Zhao Haoran's most aura, and he will not be afraid of anything at all.

As soon as Qu Shanhe took action, there was no earth-shaking change, but there was a kind of frightening power.

The soul refining into beads is no longer mainly based on magic power, but on rules. The operation of heaven and earth has its own rules. If one day it is chaotic, I'm afraid that all souls in heaven and earth will suffer, and no one can be spared.

The soul beads contain the strong man's understanding of the rules of heaven and earth, which is turned into their own use and become the user and guardian of the rules. Its power can only be felt by those who really own it.

Zhao Haoran keeps his mind and still can't avoid being disturbed by the rules of Qushan River. The space is manipulated in his hands. One idea can open up a space or directly destroy it. Such a terrible ability is absolutely impossible for the soul under him to have.

It seems that he is tired of fighting. Zhao Haoran is very embarrassed, but in fact, he has not received much harm at all. The most harsh rule in this world is thunder punishment. Zhao Haoran can still get through it safely, let alone deal with a Qushan River who doesn't know how to get soul beads.

"There is no other way?" Zhao Haoran had a free expression on his face.

In fact, Qushanhe has fallen into a misunderstanding. The cultivation of refining souls into beads is powerful in rules, but it also depends on who they are facing. Ordinary Japanese souls even become one. The power of the rules is simply vulnerable, and Zhao Haoran is just an outsider.

A random magic power may be much stronger than this half-baked rule power.

Qushanhe calmed down for a moment and suddenly woke up. The power of magical power emerged. The blue water beast seemed to smile. The onlookers were clear. He was a little surprised by Zhao Haoran's familiarity with the power of rules, even much stronger than Qushan River. He really didn't know how it came from.

The most appropriate word is incredible. How can a soul person who seems to have the cultivation of metamorphosis understand the power of rules so much? It's really getting harder and more difficult to see through.

Zhao Haoran naturally couldn't figure out the thoughts of the blue water beast. It was not a reckless move for him to wake up Qushanhe, but another intention.

"Forbid!"

The power of magic power formed an inverted tripod, squeezed from all directions. This is the unique magic power of Qushan River. The pressure of strong pressure made Zhao Haoran's body change a little.

Qushanhe laughed and said, "With my magic power, you can't escape. Just let go and let you live."

If Zhao Haoran is captured alive, he should have completed the main task perfectly, which should be more effective. Qu Shanhe couldn't help thinking about it.

"Real?" Zhao Haoran's voice is very small, but with the ear power of Qushanhe, he still heard it easily. This time, he really doesn't believe that Zhao Haoran still has the ability to resist, but Zhao Haoran is not a reckless person. What is the purpose of waking him up in one sentence? Is it really something to rely on?

Once again, I was confused by Zhao Haoran's words!