I open a farm in the world of cultivation

"You are not the first person to say this in front of me. I am surprised. Why are you always so confident, but the strength you show is so ordinary."

Wang Hao shook his head and smiled. Hei Luan is very strong. Since he became a master of the Way of Thunder, no one has been able to take on the full-strength version of the Five Elements Thunder.

Although Hei Luan looked a little embarrassed and took a shortcut, he took it after all, and only consumed some vitality, not even a minor injury.

In terms of the performance in the face of the Five Elements Thunder, Hei Luan is probably stronger than Ao Yunguang.

But that's all. When masters fight, any weakness is enough to be fatal. How much vitality can the opponent consume? How many Five Elements Thunders can he take?

"Hmph, you think you are sure to win, but you don't know that you are a frog in the well. Today, I will let you see the power of my Yaksha clan."

Hei Luan shouted, and blood marks appeared on his body, and then he swelled up, instantly raising his own aura to the perfect level of fusion.

He took out a palm-sized purple ring, with lightning flashing around it, and the aura was compelling.

The Thunder Bracelet, a thunder-attributed spiritual treasure.

As Hei Luan injected his spiritual power, the Thunder Bracelet's lightning light became stronger, and its size increased dramatically. It shuttled through the sky for a while, and actually sucked in the dark clouds.

Without the thunderclouds, the power of the Five Elements Thunder was greatly reduced, but the rolling thunder did not disappear, but became stronger.

The Thunder Bracelet had expanded to a diameter of a thousand miles at this moment, and the inside was flashing with dazzling lightning, and the rolling thunder came from it.

The Thunder Bracelet fell from a high altitude, covering Wang Hao, and quickly shrank.

A thunder exploded in Wang Hao's ears, and a huge thunder with a diameter of a hundred feet emerged, drowning Wang Hao's figure.

Hei Luan had a cruel smile on his lips, "Hmph, I will defeat you with your best magical power, and see how arrogant you are..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, his eyes became terrified.

In the center of the lightning, a figure stood proudly. Not only was there no damage, but he looked at him with a smile. Hei Luan was speechless for a moment, "How is this possible!"

"This treasure is good. Wang will not be polite," Wang Hao smiled lightly, raised his left hand, grabbed the void, and the dazzling lightning burst out. The thunder seemed to be materialized and was caught by his big hand.

The lightning filled the whole world and spread rapidly towards the Thunder Bracelet.

At the same time, Hei Luan felt a pain in his soul, let out a miserable cry, and lost contact with the Thunder Bracelet.

When he reacted, the lightning in the sky had disappeared, and Wang Hao was floating in the air, holding the Thunder Bracelet in his hand, looking at it carefully.

Wang Hao had a satisfied smile on his face. The Thunder Bracelet can store a certain amount of thunder power. In this way, he will not have to stay in the thunder pool of the Buried Immortal Ruins all the time when he practices in the future!

Of course, the Thunder Bracelet can store a limited amount of thunder power. Its greatest value is that it provides Wang Hao with ideas. If he refines a series of magic tools with the same idea, he can obtain the thunder power needed for decades of cultivation by going to the Thunder Pool once.

"Damn it, give me back the treasure," Hei Luan shouted angrily, and a black river spread towards Wang Hao!

"Noisy," Wang Hao looked at the other party impatiently, and his figure suddenly became illusory, and disappeared in the air the next moment.

Hei Luan frowned, and the void above his head fluctuated, and a flaming hand emerged out of thin air, which was the Burning Immortal Palm.

Before the Burning Immortal Palm fell, the void was torn apart, and thick cracks appeared. The sky turned red, and streams of fire flowed out of the cracks.

Hei Luan did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly drove the black river to meet it, and at the same time, the phantom behind him sprayed a black sound wave.

There was a loud rumbling sound, black and red spiritual light intertwined, flames swirled, and the earth shook. The powerful air wave cracked the void, and several black holes hundreds of feet in size appeared, but these black holes healed quickly and did not cause any harm!

Several nearby peaks were shattered by the powerful air wave, and smoke and dust rolled.

A golden light flashed, and the Haotian Bowl appeared in the air, spewing out a golden glow, covering Heiluan, and the powerful suction wrapped him up.

The black light on Heiluan's body was strong, and the phantom behind him roared, fighting against the golden glow!

At this moment, an inexplicable wave appeared, and Heiluan's soul hurt, dizzy, and looked painful. He was unstable and almost lost consciousness and fainted!

The Haotian Bowl's spiritual light increased greatly, and took the opportunity to suck Heiluan in, turning him upside down on the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Hao broke through the air and left, intending to meet up with Zheng Rong and others first, and kill a Yaksha cultivator first.

If it was a one-on-one fight, with no one around, Hei Luan would definitely die, but there were so many eyes here, and Wang Hao didn't want to reveal too many secrets, so Hei Luan would not be so easy to kill, and the Haotian Bowl could only temporarily trap the other party.

The other two fusion cultivators of the Yaksha tribe were only in the middle stage of fusion, which was relatively easier to kill. Even if only one of them was seriously injured, the situation would be unbalanced, and in the melee, the human race would have more opportunities!

"Hei Luan is really a waste, you hold the wood tribe, I will rescue him, if he dies, the Yaksha tribe will definitely retreat, and then we will face the siege of the human race and the wood tribe, then Wang Hao and Hua Ying know each other, we have to guard against it!"

Jinchuan said in a deep voice.

Jin Lu and the others nodded. The situation changed rapidly, and they had to change their strategy. They thought that the human race and the Yaksha race would fight to the death, but who could have thought that the black group would be defeated so quickly!

At this moment, Yuan Fang, Wang Ruhai and the other two were trying their best to deal with the two people from the Yaksha race. Although they had one more person, they did not gain any advantage, but were instead suppressed.

Fortunately, the human race's refining cultivators have already evacuated, otherwise, if they participated in such a war, few people would survive.

Suddenly, two strange black beasts appeared and attacked Yuan Fang and Zheng Rong respectively.

This allowed the two Yaksha clan's combined cultivators to join forces to target Wang Ruhai.

"It's a dark beast tamed by the Yaksha clan!" Wang Ruhai's face changed drastically. His strength was stronger than Yuan Fang and Zheng Rong, two early combined cultivators who had just been promoted, but it was also limited. It was impossible for him to be so arrogant as to fight two alone.

But he didn't have time to think about it. A black firebird pounced on him. Before he got close, the void was distorted and a fire broke out on the ground.

"Seventh-level spiritual fire!" Wang Ruhai cried out in surprise, and hurriedly urged the Dharma image. The blue spiritual light covered a distance of hundreds of miles. The black firebird slowed down a lot when it encountered the blue spiritual light!

Wang Ruhai shook his sleeves, and five blue formation flags flew out. There was no hope of winning. He could only use the formation to delay, hoping that Zheng Rong and Yuan Fang would get rid of the underworld beasts as soon as possible and come to support!

But at this moment, a piercing whistle sounded, and Wang Ruhai frowned. He saw a black sound wave sweeping rapidly, and the blue spiritual light emitted by the Dharma image retreated step by step and quickly dissipated!

The sound wave soon came in front of Wang Ruhai. Wang Ruhai gave up the formation flag, raised his left hand, and a blue long sword appeared in his hand, slashing at the black sound wave.

There was a loud noise, and the black sound wave was shattered. Wang Ruhai also flew backwards and smashed two mountaintops before stopping.

Wang Ruhai spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale instantly.