Whether it was the strong battle between Situ Guang and others, or the "bullying the weak" of Lu Renlong and others, they were already in a position of being determined, and neither side needed Huang Hao to take action. Huang Hao was not at all unhappy, and this situation was naturally just right for him.

At that moment, Huang Hao simply took out a broken stone platform from the Qiankun bag, placed it on the ground as a stool, and sat on it, crossing his legs and watching the battle between Situ Guang and the others leisurely.

This stone platform is naturally one of the rags in the garbage mountain in Qiankun Bag. The stone platform is missing a small piece, and the cut is flat, like a mooncake cut across it. I don’t know what it was before. But let alone, although this stone platform looks tattered, Huang Hao suddenly found it very comfortable to sit on it, as if a strange energy flowed out of the stone platform and entered his body, making him feel refreshed. After careful experience, Huang Hao immediately felt a sense of ecstasy in his heart. He found that his thoughts seemed to be nourished by the energy on the stone platform and were slowly growing stronger.

After getting this surprising discovery, a thought suddenly arose in Huang Hao's mind. Although the things in the garbage mountain in the Qiankun Bag are all ragged, judging from the things that Huang Hao has used, each one has something strange. Although the broken sword is incomplete, it is amazingly sharp. In terms of the sharpness, even the flying sword used by the Jindan stage practitioners is far inferior to that. Although the red bellyband is seriously damaged, it has amazing defense and is invincible to the sword. Although the stone platform in front of him is missing one piece, the energy radiated from the stone platform can nourish the soul and strengthen Huang Hao's thought power.

So, can you be so suspicious that many of the junk in this garbage mountain were actually carefully selected and put into the junk bag after being carefully selected by the owner of the Qiankun Basket. Each junk has some wonderful functions? Thinking of this, Huang Hao's heart couldn't help but thump. If it was really as he thought, what a great opportunity would be. At least, Huang Hao would have mastered these junks, and he would definitely have many strange means. Even if he could not improve his strength, it would be good to use it to save his life.

However, the ecstasy in Huang Hao's heart lasted for a little while, and the fierce fighting sounds from afar pulled Huang Hao out of his ecstasy. Soon, Huang Hao completely suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and his mentality returned to peace and indifference. After studying these things when there is no one around, it is important to pay attention to the situation of the battle at this moment.

This time, the foreign forces coming to China come from different places, and the ways of fighting are different. Take the five people with the Great Perfection of Fake Pills as examples. Their fighting styles are very different. The stout man used an energy called Dou Qi. Huang Hao also heard of Dou Qi. It is said that many regions in the West practice Dou Qi, which is very powerful. However, in Huang Hao's observation, this Dou Qi is the same in nature as the true essence. It is just a kind of energy condensed in his body by absorbing various energy between heaven and earth. However, the grading method of the cultivation realm of Western countries is different from that of Huaxia. As for how they divided it, Huang Hao still doesn't know. The reason why they divided them into the Great Perfection of Fake Pills is actually just a simple division based on the energy fluctuations in their bodies using the realm standards of the Chinese cultivation realm.

Among the five people on the other side, there were three people who used Dou Qi. It can be seen that a large proportion of people who practice Dou Qi in Western countries accounted for a large proportion. Only the other two had different attack methods. One of them was wearing a green robe and holding a short staff of arms in the hand. Many complex literary and intellectuals were depicted on the robe, and a gem the size of a pigeon egg was inlaid on the short staff. When this person attacked, he always muttered words in his mouth, and then Huang Hao could feel the fluctuation of the spiritual energy in the heaven and earth in front of him, and some fireballs and rockets would immediately appear on his short staff, bombarding the opponent. Seeing this person's attack status, Huang Hao was sure that this person was definitely a magician depicted in some classics.

As for the remaining one, he was a big guy nearly three meters tall, with his muscles all over his body like hard stones, which made people involuntarily think of the Hulk on TV. Of course, this person's reply was not green. This person's fighting method was based on brute force, and there was no fighting spirit or magic fluctuations on his body. His battle was based on physical strength only. In addition to his strength, this person's body was also very hard. Ordinary attacks on him would not cause too much damage to him. Even if it was caused some damage, as long as it was not particularly serious, the wound would automatically heal in the blink of an eye. It can be seen that this person's body's self-healing ability is also extremely strong.

Looking at the attack methods of these five people, Huang Hao had a general understanding of the cultivation system in the Western region. The cultivation in the Western region seems to have taken a different approach, but in fact it is very similar to the Chinese cultivation world. Fighting energy is like true energy, and it is also the mainstream of cultivation. Magic is like the magic of the Chinese cultivation world, which is extremely magical. Tuoba Yang once used a spell on Huang Hao. The way the last person's fighting with a strong body is almost no different from that of the Chinese cultivation world.

"After all, cultivation is something that leads to the same destination." After observing for a long time, Huang Hao had some enlightenment in his heart. However, Huang Hao also discovered that some of the combat skills of cultivators in Western regions are very different from those of Chinese cultivators. If you observe them carefully, there are still many places to learn from.

So Huang Hao started to observe quietly, but just when Huang Hao was observing, something wrong always flashed through his mind, as if something important was ignored by him.

The Chinese side is powerful, and under the crushing of the number of masters, enemies are constantly being killed. Even five people with great power in the false alchemy stage are still unsupported under the siege of eight false alchemy stages. Except for the giant-like body refining practitioner, the others are somewhat injured.

Huang Hao looked at these people strangely, with a look of confusion on his face.

It is obvious that the current situation is no longer a favorable situation for these foreign forces, and it is only a matter of defeat. But strangely, these people are still fighting frantically, as if they know that the more they are dragged down, the more unfavorable it will be for them, no one still retreats.

"When did these foreigners become so brave and fearless?" Huang Hao thought with suspicion: "If the gap between the two sides is not big, the method of fearless and fearless may indeed make them turn defeat into victory. But now that they are almost one-sided, what is the purpose of them to persist like this? These people have reached this point of cultivation, and they are definitely not able to be the kind of brainless people. Even if one or two of them have no brains, it is impossible to lead everyone to persevere like this."

"The only possibility is that their persistence is meaningful." Huang Hao suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he had grasped something key: "Can they still have reinforcements? They insisted like this, just waiting for the arrival of reinforcements? But the people from the Ninth Group of Longmen were only guarded by the people of the Ninth Group of Longmen. Even if there were reinforcements, it would not be easy to pass. Unless they could fall from the sky with the cover of the night and enter directly from the roof of the museum!"

"Flying?" Huang Hao's eyes suddenly widened, and a sense of horror suddenly surged in his heart: "By the way, flying, blood clan! Until now, he still hasn't seen the blood clan!"

"No! These people are delaying time! I'm afraid that's it at this moment." Huang Hao's face changed color. He shouted, and quickly put away the stone platform beneath him. He turned around without thinking and looked at the museum building. With a thought, Huang Hao no longer cared about keeping it and tried his best to open the Eye of the Shui. In an instant, the thick wall of the museum immediately became as transparent as a thick transparent glass under the perspective function of Eye of the Shui. The scene inside the wall was projected into Huang Hao's face through the glass-like wall.

Although the museum's walls were too thick and the steel bars were interspersed, the scene Huang Hao saw was not very clear, but Huang Hao still vaguely saw some figures flashing in the museum.

"It's true that I've already entered!" Huang Hao's heart thumped, his face turned pale. Although he didn't know what was in the museum that so many foreign powerhouses flocked to snatch it, and even took so many lives to act as a bitter plan to attack the world. But this feeling of being played with made him feel uncomfortable.

"What?" Not only Lu Renlong and the others, Situ Guang also cast a look at Huang Hao during the battle.

"The blood clan should be the blood clan. He sneaked into the museum from the sky while we were fighting outside. We were all fooled!" Huang Hao said with a calm face: "If I guessed it well, they should have been searching for the whereabouts of that thing at this moment. Maybe they have found it by them!"

"Huang Hao, what you said is true?" Now, both the people from the 9th Group of Longmen and Situ Guang all changed their faces.

"Of course it's true!" Huang Hao said firmly. How could the things Jishui Eye have seen with his own eyes be fake?

"We must stop them!" Situ Guang shouted anxiously, and was about to escape from the battle, but his figure blocked his way.

"Hahaha, I will definitely block you here. You stupid people must not ruin our good things!" The thick man roared at Situ Guang with a ferocious face, and then his body turned into a strong wind to attack Situ Guang. Situ Guang flashed left and then could not get rid of the opponent's entanglement. Look at the other opponents with the strength of the Fake Pill Stage Great Perfection, and they were also attacking madly. In addition, many enemies who abandoned the original opponents, they actually bet the other seven Fake Pill Stage Great Perfection in China to bet tightly, and it was impossible to break through for a while.

In the midst of secret hatred, Situ Guang suddenly thought of Huang Hao and couldn't help but shout: "Huang Hao, you bring the people from the Ninth Group of Longmen to stop them first, and we will come to meet with you as soon as possible!"
Chapter completed!