My guardian spirit is Hongjun Patriarch

Another day and a half passed like this, and Jiang Hao knew it was time to go back, so he walked back the same way, as if those elite disciples had no intention of retreating yet.

Along the way, Jiang Hao didn't meet any disciples of the sect or the Burning Blood Monster Beast, so he felt a little bored for a while.

Although the Burning Blood Monster Beast may not be able to beat it by itself, these sect disciples are really rich one after another, and Jiang Hao is really looking forward to sending a few more.

However, until Jiang Hao walked to the exit with Kui Niu in his arms, he didn't see any disciples, which made him very disappointed, so he had no choice but to step out.

Kui Niu was stunned. Although he grew up in this forest, he has never seen such a portal to the outside world. This kid is really different from others...

Scarface stood up and jumped onto the tallest tree in the entire forest. The few Burning Blood monsters that were lying beside him just now left their places one after another, and Scarface didn't care about it. They just silently looked at the place where Jiang Hao left, with worried expressions on their faces.

"How far can you go..."

Jiang Hao took this step, and the world was spinning again. When he opened his eyes, he was dumbfounded. There was a sea of ​​people standing in front of him. What kind of bald man in a cassock, an old Taoist with a whisk, a nun with hair, and a young and beautiful fairy , the white-haired old woman, everything.

However, everyone's eyes are focused on Jiang Hao at this moment, and some people are still frowning, saying: "Whose disciple is this, why did he come out so early? It stands to reason that the set teleportation gate will not be able to leave for a while. Come on, how did he get out?"

An old man came forward, wearing a black robe, with an angry face, strange green patterns painted beside his eyes, and many terrifying pimples on his body, like a human-shaped toad, wearing a skull ring on his hand, coming up He grabbed Jiang Hao's hand in one go.

"Come on, junior, whose family do you belong to? Tell me why the storage ring of my ghost sect disciple is in your hand?"

Jiang Hao didn't dare to raise his head. Although the old man looked very old, he didn't look like an old man. He was holding Jiang Hao's hand like an iron hook, which made Jiang Hao almost desperate.

Just when he thought of a better-sounding reason, such as the reason why he picked it up, Jiang Hao felt that even a three-year-old child would not believe it...

"Don't talk, right? This old man is here to let you talk!" The old man was obviously very irritable. Seeing that Jiang Hao was reluctant to say anything, he went up and slapped Jiang Hao's temple directly.

Although Jiang Hao could see the direction of the old man's attack, he was surprised by the speed and couldn't dodge himself.

Jiang Hao was about to endure this with his eyes closed. Who knew that an old man with white beard and hair would come out of the slanting stab next to him, holding a dust whisk in his hand.

The old man looked dissatisfied at Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway, and said angrily: "Sun Xiaoyao! You old bastard, don't bully me too much! This kid is a savage who ran out of nowhere. He might be a creature in a ghost cave. How could it be possible? Let him come out to harm the world? What's more, my disciple obviously died at his hands, and you prevent me from taking revenge, do you want to be a backer for the creatures that came out of this ghost cave?"

The old Taoist waved his whisk, and said with a smile: "You really think too much, fellow Taoist, I think you are practicing magic skills every day, and you are a little crazy, right?"

The toad-faced old man raised his eyebrows: "Old Daoist Sun, don't be ashamed, your Xiaoyaomen only have these few disciples, do you want to put away all the corpses of these disciples that my Ghost Sect will give you someday, and then directly Refined into a puppet?"

This old Taoist named Sun Xiaoyao still has a calm expression on his face: "I do not have many Xiaoyao Sect disciples, but I can accept being killed by others because of my lack of skills, but you Ghost Sect, your skills are not as good as others, and you are tricked by others." If you are dead, you are still here to come out to support me, does it mean that if you are killed by me today, your father will also come out to support you?"

The toad-faced old man's face was flushed with anger, and he just ignored Jiang Hao with a slap, and went straight to Sun Xiaoyao. It was drawn on the old man's face, and several ugly pustules were broken.

"How is it possible! You have advanced to the seventh level of Burning Blood?!"

This surprise was no small matter. Jiang Hao didn't know that the tenth level of body training and the tenth level of burning blood could be said to be worlds apart.

Although Jiang Hao seems to be making rapid progress, in the first two days he was only able to kill Lin Lei, who was around the fourth level of body refining, and now he can kill two people with the magic weapon of the disciple of the ghost sect who went to the sixth level of body training with one enemy and two breaks. This kind of thing is impossible to happen in the Burning Blood Realm!

If it is said that the difficulty of rushing from the state of body refining to the state of burning blood is like a natural barrier, then every level of advancement in the burning blood state is an even more difficult natural barrier.

Therefore, in the Burning Blood Realm, even though they are both in the Burning Blood Realm, due to the different small realms, it is difficult to leapfrog defeat or even kill them.

And the leader of the nearby sects is also the head of the sect that Jiang Hao is familiar with, the head of the Raging Fire Sect, Bai Fengchen!
It is said that Bai Fengchen is also a rare cultivation genius. He has practiced swordsmanship to the realm of perfection since he was a child. It is said that he once practiced in the Eastern Continent and was taught by an ancient family in the Eastern Continent. Now his strength has reached the seventh level of the Burning Blood Realm.

And the heads of these nearby sects are only fourth heaven or fifth heaven. The strength of the suzerain of Xiaoyaomen has reached the same level as Bai Fengchen, burning blood seven heavens!
Jiang Hao stared blankly at the old man in front of him, not knowing why he wanted to support him, but it seemed that holding on to this thigh was the best choice right now, and unconsciously sprinted behind the old man.

The old man seemed to have noticed something, turned his head and smiled, and asked in a low voice that only Jiang Hao could hear: "What's your name?"

Jiang Hao didn't know what the old man was thinking, but it seemed that the old man would not harm himself for the time being, and he told him his name truthfully. The old man nodded to Jiang Hao with imperceptible movements, and then turned his head away Go over and look at the toad-faced old man who just got up from the ground.

"This is the disciple I just accepted this year. The name is Jiang Hao. Before entering the ghost cave, our various sects have an agreement. Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. It was originally to experience the outstanding disciples under the sect. Besides, this ghost cave is full of dangers. , My disciple told me just now that he found these three rings when he went into the lair of a monster in the Burning Blood Realm to forage for food. Presumably your disciples must have fed the monster!"

The people who were present just now were a little excited. I heard that Jiang Hao killed the disciple of the ghost sect. At that time, almost everyone kept their mouths shut.

It is said that Bai Fengchen has not entered the retreat to hit a higher level so far, and even the disciples of the Raging Fire Sect were not sent by him personally, but I heard that this year he gave one of the outstanding disciples the sword of the Raging Fire Sect. In the ghost cave, the ability to protect oneself is still there.