The green cloud platform is not as good as the witness platform of stepping heaven, only about half its size.

And he is humbled, and he is quick to come.

Then he punched.

There is no operation, martial arts, simple and direct.

However, the smell of death is getting stronger.

Lin Hao did not dare to take a heavy hand.

The two men’s fists met in the air, silent.

But then there was a loud noise on the surrounding rock wall, and a large area of rock rolled down.

On the green cloud platform, Lin Hao pedaled three steps to stand firm, and he was always humble and immobile, and his face was cold, like a sculpture.

Without the use of martial arts, this is the first time that Lin Hao has been in the downwind.

Not only that, Lin Hao’s heart was throbbing.

On the other hand, often humble and chasing, but staring at Lin Hao straight, step by step to Lin Hao.

His eyes were not even turned, like a living dead, strange and heart-wrenching.

And Lin Hao has a sense of absurdity, the constant humility at this time shows the combat power is definitely not the four peaks of the fold.

At the same time, the often humble momentum has a sense of oppression of the azole.

Qingyuntai, like the Sacificant's platform, can suppress the cultivation of the warrior, which is absolutely unquestionable, because Lin Hao's feeling here is similar to that of the witness platform.

This is even more humble.

Lin Hao, however, did not back down.

Not only that, Lin Hao’s war is even more intense.

“Come again!”

Lin Hao shouted low and took the initiative to attack.

However, Lin Hao's fist was often humble and grabbed the fist, and it was difficult to enter.

Then the humble left hand stabbed out.

His five fingers in his left hand elongated at an unimaginable speed and turned into five sharp tools.

Hip!

Five fingers into the flesh, thorn in Lin Hao's abdomen.

Lin Hao changed color, because he found that these five fingers actually had a tendency to break his muscles.

This is absolutely unthinkable, because Lin Hao's physical strength can't hurt even a first-order spirit.

Looking down, Lin Hao found that all five fingers had turned orange.

This is a manifestation of the full use of blood!

Lin Hao cursed the damned.

In order to avenge, the old man did not even want to die, he was still lightly enemy, only using the power of the flesh.

The next moment, Lin Hao left his left hand flashed like lightning, grasping the five fingers.

What a chore!

With a crisp sound, the five elongated fingers were crushed by Lin Hao.

At the same time, Lin Hao's right fist suddenly soared, sending it forward.

Under the huge explosive power, Lin Hao's right fist broke free of the usual humble control.

Then, Lin Hao side of the body, the whole body of the usual humble hit.

Bounce!

Lin Hao used his body as a weapon, hit it on the often humble body, and directly hit it out.

This shot is powerful.

Lin Hao's body is like a mountain, which is definitely the most terrible big killer.

Lin Hao did not stay, and his body suddenly rushed out again.

This time, Lin Hao did not operate the practice, did not use martial arts, and even did not punch, it was to fight once again as a weapon.

Just that hit, the distance is too close, only the usual humility hit out, Lin Hao is not satisfied.

Don't the other party want to break their own flesh, then use the flesh to defeat him!

On the other hand, seeing Lin Hao's body hit again, he finally turned in his humble eyes.

Then, he was wrong at his feet, his hands were raised, and the real yuan rolled wildly.

Lin Hao fought him with the strength of the flesh, and did not put him in his eyes.This time, he’s going to shoot Lin Hao underground!

“Bang!”

A loud noise, often raised modestly, did not have time to shoot.

The next moment, his body exploded.

Hea!

There was a cold sound.

Lin Hao looked up and saw countless disciples of the Sanqing.

Lin Hao and the Sanqing elder's battle in Qingyuntai had already alarmed the disciples of Sanqing, and countless disciples had stood on the top and had been on the sidelines for a while.

Now, seeing Lin Hao hit, actually hit a core elder into the bones, no one was shocked.

Lin Hao was not in the habit of onlookers, and his body was moved and had disappeared in Qingyuntai.

At this time, the onlookers still did not react.

“His body is terrible!”There was a great sight, a great sight.

"The destruction of a core elder in the flesh is not only terrible, it is simply a reverse heaven!"

"This is definitely a rare special physique, beyond the metaphysical, it is difficult to be born of the wild war body!" 」

"No, even if it is a barbaric war body, the power of the body is absolutely not so terrible, and his physique surpasses the war body!"

"No, I can clearly see through his cultivation, how can his physique surpass the war body?"

...

A group of people talked about it, and the person had already left for a long time.

Lin Hao left Qingyuntai and went straight to the residence of Ningzong.

Since he knew the purpose of his coming, Lin Hao did not need to hide it.

Just after passing through the door that the disciples had said before, Lin Hao was thinking about where to go and saw a hazy back.

Although it was only a shadowy back, Lin Hao Ma confirmed that he was the lord of Ning.

There is a strange temperament in that old Dao, even if it is far away, it can be recognized by people with hearts.

Lin Hao thought not to, to the position where the shadow stood.

Then the strange thing happened.

Lin Hao walked for a distance and found that he was always at the same distance as himself.

The next moment, Lin Hao's foot was wrong, like an arrow from the string, rushed past.

The back of the Lord Ning did not seem to move, but Lin Hao could not catch up with him.

The buildings around him were flying back, and not too often, Lin Hao found that they had left Sanqingzong.

“Lord Ning, what are you going to do?”Lin Hao asked behind.

No answer.

Just as Lin Hao was considering whether to use ghosts and spirits to walk, Naning Zong suddenly stopped.

"Yes, you are much stronger than the tall people of your patriarchs."Lin Hao finally chased him, and before he could open his mouth, the lord of Naning said such a word.

This makes Lin Hao feel strange.

But he remembered what the old Dao had just said for more than a hundred years, which shows that the age of this old road is much more than that of the heat.

As a matter of fact, it should be his younger generation, but he is called the high man.

The Lord of a hundred years old is called the high man, can't it be strange?

“Lord Ning, are you going to live this year?”Lin Hao asked.

"One hundred and eighty years, most of life has passed in a hurry."Ning Lao Dao sighed infinitely.

This is an untrustworthy sight, and Lin Hao suddenly opened his eyes.

Tianyang mainland, as long as it is a warrior, even if it has not crossed the trio of blood clotting, it also has a hundred years of life.

According to the Ning Zong, he could only live to two or three hundred years old, and this said who would believe.Because this life can be achieved as long as it is a warrior who is repaired.

Once the spirit is awakened and the soul is gathered, the warrior can have about five or six hundred years of life.

"I've been at the top of the hill since I was 17 years old, and my cultivation has been stagnant, although I am younger than I am, but I always call him a tall man."Ning Lao Dao for Lin Hao to solve the puzzle.

This makes Lin Hao even more confused.

At the age of seventeen, the peak of the Yuanyuan, this progress, this Ningzong is definitely a genius.

Such a genius can not break through for more than a hundred years, and killing Lin Hao will not believe it.

Moreover, Lin Hao did not find that his body was fine, which was even more strange.

Then, suddenly, Lin Hao flashed, and he thought of a possibility.

Just this Ning Zong said that he had been looking for that thing for more than a hundred years, did he say that he had been practicing for the sake of stagnation?

“Are you looking for a secret of the three-in-one?”Lin Hao asked.

Ning Zong Lord nodded and said, "Yes, one hundred and sixty-three years and thirteen days."

Lin Hao couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

In order to find a secret that may not exist, this Ningzong master is also too persistent.

"No, it's real."Seeing Lin Hao's eyes, the Ning Zong immediately guessed what Lin Hao thought in his heart.

Then he pointed to a place and said, "It's there."

Looking over, Lin Hao saw the outline of a mountain.

“What do you see it like?”The Lord asked.

“A cow.”

“To be precise, a sleeping cow.”

Lin Hao's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

However, this look was fleeting, Lin Hao instantly returned to normalcy, and then he bowed his hand to the Ning Zong Lord with gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Lord."

“What you’re looking for is on the mountain.Go, good luck."The Lord finished and left.

Lin Hao looked at his back and smiled, indiscreet.

But immediately, Lin Hao returned to God and looked at the mountain of the cow.

After Lin Hao observed for a while, he found no abnormality and had to approach it and look at it carefully.

In fact, the so-called sleeper mountain is very small, saying that it is a mountain bag is more suitable.

Lin Hao had already searched for a rough search in only an hour, and naturally failed to find the secret.

But Lin Hao did not get anything.

At least he found a poem.

Poetry Clouds:

One dollar and three clear is even more strange, and the magic in the body must be blown.

Move a mountain to save me, to the doubt.

The devil is shallow and unselfish.

It is necessary to know that the three people are self-indulging.

Seeing this poem, Lin Hao finally knew why Ning Lao Dao would be so sure of the secret in this mountain.

The poem is amazing, and it is definitely the book of the founder of this secret.

Those who can create such a secret, even if they are not emperors, are afraid that they will not give much, but Lin Hao is strange that he does not feel the pressure at all from these fonts.

In the secret of stepping Tianfeng, he once saw the words of the emperor, and the iron-painted silver hook did not say, even in the past ten thousand years, it was still shocking.

But these fonts are different, they not only do not have the kind of pressure, but also like a three-year-old child's book.

Too common and common, and too common.

If you change to another person, you will think it is just a prank.Or the blindfolded by the creator of the mystery.

But Lin Hao did not think so.

It was here that he usually found the occult.