Life is impermanent, some people are forced to fly, and some people are forced to take off.

Zhao Hao belongs to the latter, and in this duel, he was defeated and left in disgrace.

Fengyun Sword stood still and didn't move, and he didn't mean to chase and kill the white-haired birdman.

At that moment, Gao Leng boy invisibly revealed a kind of pride, disdainful of chasing down his subordinates.

Two hours later, Zhao Hao landed in an inconspicuous corner.

"The Blood Demon Sword Demon is seriously damaged and needs to repair itself!"

When this thought came, Zhao Hao hated itchy.

This transformation suit was only repaired today, and in less than a day, it will be repaired again, what a tragic word.

"If you don't die, you won't die!"

Zhao Hao learned from the pain, it was his own desire to fight with the Fengyun Sword, and he couldn't complain about others if he was beaten like this.

It's not terrible to fail, it's terrible to not afford to lose.

Zhao Hao admitted it, and this failure made him recognize his strength.

At the same time, it also gave him a new goal to strive for.

A philosopher once said: Anything that makes you feel good will not make you progress.

Many times, stress, irritation, and even shame bring out the potential in people.

"This cold boy is about to catch up with the boss lady, I have to continue to work hard to catch up!"

Zhao Hao let out a long sigh and checked his injuries.

He put away his transformation suit and was about to use the Healing Ring when something that had turned into a light cocoon in the sea of consciousness suddenly flew out.

The mysterious ancient battle suit from the stone tablet was mysteriously suspended in front of him.

The ancient battle uniform formed a vortex with strong suction, and the hundreds of blood-stained sword wounds on Zhao Hao's body burst out more blood, surging towards the ancient battle suit in unison.

That thing was sucking his blood!

"Niang Xipi, Lao Tzu is too weak to do it, you still come to take advantage of the fire to rob!"

Zhao Hao was furious and hurriedly activated the healing ring.

A soft white light flashed, and the bleeding stopped, but the severe injuries did not heal.

There was also a cloud of sword qi raging in Zhao Hao's body, and there was a sharp pain like a split in the meridians all over his body.

He ignored the ancient battle suit and ran the fifth layer of the Nine Heavens to disperse the sword qi. In this process, the Chaos Sutra also followed, and the two complemented each other, but instead of dispersing the sword qi, they were carrying out an unexpected devouring.

That's right, devour.

The Nine Heavens and the Chaos Sutra were devouring the remaining sword qi of the Fengyun Sword.

In that sword aura, there was a kind of sword intent attached, which was the essence of the swordsmanship of the Fengyun Sword.

When that sword qi was devoured, something even more incredible appeared, and I don't know if it was the credit of the Nine Heavens or the Chaos Sutra, after they devoured the sword qi, they actually decomposed the sword qi wonderfully, and then restored it.

For example, many people have eaten instant noodles, but few people know how to make instant noodles. At present, this decomposition is like providing the entire process of making instant noodles, and the role of each raw material is analyzed, and even the nutritional content of each ingredient is analyzed in detail.

After observing this process, Zhao Hao was enlightened.

He had heard of such a thing, but he couldn't make it himself.

In fact, he himself had been exposed to the sword intent in the martial arts artistic conception, and the Blood Drinking Demon Sword itself had a strong sword intent attached to it. However, this is not something that Zhao Hao has cultivated by himself, and he can't use it in battle.

It wasn't until he observed the decomposition of the sword qi this time that he faintly touched the threshold of the sword intent.

He was immersed in it, and he did not blindly imitate the sword intent of the Fengyun Sword, but studied the truth of the artistic conception.

As long as he comprehends this difficulty, he will not only be able to comprehend the sword intent, but also hope to comprehend the sword intent!

"No attributes, no artistic conception, you are not my opponent."

Fengyun Sword's domineering and exposed lines caused a critical blow to Zhao Hao.

That cold boy definitely didn't expect that Zhao Ritian was already studying the artistic conception.

Half a day later, Zhao Hao opened his eyes, and there was something more in the depths of his eyes.

He looked weak, but his eyes were bright and shimmered with hope.

He was not lightly injured in this duel, and the healing ring only helped him stop the bleeding, and when he stood up, there were hundreds of sword marks on his body that hurt faintly. What was even more serious was the internal injury, the sword qi raging in his body was devoured, but the damaged meridians were not repaired immediately.

Only then did Zhao Hao remember that the ancient battle uniform had sucked his blood before, and when he looked at it, his eyes almost bulged out.

I saw that the ancient battle uniform was wrapped in a cloud of blood light, and there was an image flickering in the blood light, as if it was playing a slideshow.

After a long time, the blood light dissipated, and a black and white object fell to the ground.

Seeing the chubby and round thing, Zhao Hao was taken aback again, and couldn't believe his eyes at all.

"The Ancient Pet Beast Soul has been bound successfully!"

Feeling this thought, Zhao Hao finally came back to his senses.

"Is there any mistake, the master of the stone tablet is actually a pet?"

"I remember that the two masters are a man and a woman, and they didn't return to their original form when they died, so Mao is this kind of thing?"

Zhao Hao rubbed his eyes, still feeling incredulous.

The so-called ancient pet beast soul turned out to be a chubby red panda!

The red panda seems to have lost its memory after recognizing its master, with a cute face, still rolling on the ground, and constantly selling cuteness to Zhao Hao.

"I'll it, it's not true, it must be an illusion!"

Zhao Hao suspected that he was too seriously injured and had a delusion.

Based on his preconceived notions, he thought that the ancient battle uniform should be a peerless weapon, or a super armor. But now that thing has become a pet beast soul, and it is a Chinese national treasure panda that Zhao Hao is very familiar with, so he can't accept this fact for a while.

"Ancient pet beast soul, evolvable, currently primordial. Comes with a permanent passive perk: Ancient Aura! With this aura, the combat power of allied targets within the radius is increased by 10%. The effect of this aura increases with the level of the Beast Soul, and when the Beast Soul evolves to the Rare level, the first Action Perk can be activated. ”

Taking a closer look at the panda's attributes, Zhao Ritian instantly believed in love!

This red panda can be described as a treasure all over its body, worthy of being an ancient-level awesome creature!

First of all, it is an evolutionary pet.

Mutated powerhouses like Night Shooting Sky and Zhang Potian dream of evolving pets, and it is not difficult to imagine the preciousness of this beast soul.

Secondly, pet beast souls will not devour the master, and their loyalty is very reliable.

Third, this point is completely unexpected by Zhao Hao, the red panda actually has its own passive aura!

When he first exchanged experiences with Yang Dingtian and others, Zhao Hao heard them say that halo-type battle uniforms and pets were the rarest. It's not just one person, it's the whole team, and it's just going against the sky.

What's even more exciting is that this aura can also be upgraded.

Once the red panda evolves to the mutant level, the aura enhancement attribute will break through the sky!