On the Eighth Nation’s National Destiny Mountain, Han Qinglei’s face was bloodless. When he crossed his knees, he spouted blood again. He took out the pill and swallowed immediately. He took the time to heal his injuries. It's not a safer place than this country.
At this moment, when he crossed his knees, he recovered with all his strength. Outside the mountain of national fortune, the four middle-aged monks in the Eighth Mountains and Seas were shaking in their hearts at this moment. When they looked at each other, they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.
They knew Han Qinglei, and even in their opinion, they had never seen him in their entire life, and someone of the same generation could compare Han Qinglei's existence.
But... Right now Han Qinglei was injured so badly, which made the four of them trembled in their hearts. They knew that Han Qinglei had gone to the Ninth Country before.
"Is it Meng Hao from the Ninth Mountain..."
"It should be this person. Han Qinglei went to the Ninth Nation. The two of them will inevitably fight!" The four of them took a deep breath, their expressions instantly serious.
But they have no choice. Whether it is their mission or their own interests in the Rufeng world, they cannot give up here.
As time passed, when the four people dignified their cultivation bases, suddenly, a long rainbow roared from the distant sky. The speed was so fast that before it was approaching, there was a roar that echoed over the sky.
It is Meng Hao in Changhong!
With the arrival of the Eighth Nation, with the arrival, a huge coercion descended on the Eighth Nation, just like the coercion felt by Fan Donger and others when Han Qinglei entered the Ninth Nation. Everyone in the Eight Kingdoms all have similar feelings.
The complexions of the four of them changed suddenly, and they all looked at Meng Hao. Before Meng Hao took a shot, the four of them gritted their teeth and immediately pinched the tactics to transform their magical powers.
"Four Saint Array!" The four immediately roared, the sky changed suddenly, and the world roared. These four monks were not in the fairyland, but in the ancient world!
They are all the cultivation bases of extinguishing the five soul lamps in the ancient realm, and they are also able to enter the ultimate cultivation base of the wind-like realm. At the same time, they shot at the same time. .
This white tiger is a hundred feet in size, has a battle armor on its body, and has an amazing aura.
Afterwards, Xuanwu turned like a tyrant, with black water in the hideous, as if to roll and reverse the sky, the whole body was pitch black, with infinite power to the sky, hidden in the sky, as if under the feet of this Xuanwu, there was an illusory earth.
Immediately afterwards, Suzaku rose into the sky with an endless sea of fire. In the end, a blue dragon appeared. The dragon roar spread out, causing the sky to be distorted. The four sages transformed, changed all directions, faintly, and thunder wandered through the clouds. Great momentum.
"Four sage kills!" The four sages roared at the same time, and the shadow of the four sages immediately went straight to Meng Hao in mid-air while roaring, and the white tiger was the first to rush out, extremely fast, with infinity. Suffocated, pounced on Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed, he stepped down in a cold snort, raised his right hand and waved in front of him. Suddenly, the Mountain Swallowing Art was transformed into countless peaks, and he went straight to the white tiger. When the loud noise echoed, the white tiger was blocked. In that instant, Meng Hao was already approaching, with his right hand facing the head of the white tiger, and he slapped him fiercely.
Under this shot, Bai Hu trembled and let out a scream, his entire head burst open, and one of the four monks spewed a large mouthful of blood.
But even though the white tiger had no head, it was still not dead. After all, it was not a fierce beast, but a spell formation. At this moment, the claws were raised, and they slammed into Meng Hao's place.
Like the sound of gold and iron rubbing, the ear-piercing whirling spread, the huge tiger claws immediately passed Meng Hao's body, but they couldn't hurt Meng Hao the slightest. Meng Hao's body had already stepped into the ancient realm. How could it be this? The white tiger can shake.
Bai Hu was taken aback, and the four monks at the foot of Guoyun Mountain were shocked at the same time.
"His physical body..."
"Damn, what kind of body is he, he can't even shake the white tiger!"
At the moment when their hearts were shocked, Meng Hao grinned and rushed out. When his right hand was raised, he directly pressed the white tiger's abdomen this time. With one press, the Mountain Swallowing Art revolved again, but this time it was not from the sky. Arrived, but appeared out of thin air in the body of the white tiger. Amidst the blast, the peaks of the mountains penetrated from the white tiger. The white tiger screamed and screamed. In the blink of an eye, the huge body immediately collapsed and fell apart. Replaced by countless peaks.
In the fourth repair, the monk who controlled the white tiger spouted blood again, and his whole body was trembling. There was a crackling sound, and his bones shattered. His body shook and he almost fainted directly.
When he looked at Meng Hao, he showed strong fear and astonishment. He finally knew why Han Qinglei would be defeated, because this Meng Hao was stronger than that of Han Qinglei... it was unimaginable.
Before they could continue to unleash their magical powers, Meng Hao was already approaching like a sharp arrow. He actually hit the Xuanwu who was roaring towards Meng Hao with his body.
Xuanwu, extremely hard, surrounded by black water and earth, was good at protection, but at this moment, the moment Meng Hao struck him, his whole body trembled. When the screams came out, cracks spread rapidly in his body, that is, blinking. The black water dissipated, the earth shattered, and the body of Xuanwu collapsed and exploded!
The inch was shattered, completely fragmented in mid-air, unable to stop Meng Hao in the slightest, making Meng Hao directly penetrate here, causing the monk who controlled the basalt under the National Destiny Mountain to spurt out blood, his body immediately wilted, and his heart trembled. The look was aghast.
The other two roared at the same time, and immediately Suzaku and Qinglong roared in the sky, and they staggered together, and at the same time rushed towards Meng Hao to prevent him from coming.
Together, the dragon and the phoenix increased their power, and the Suzaku was full of flames, overwhelming the sky, with an astonishing aura, as if to burn the sky, to incinerate the earth, and to destroy Meng Hao completely.
As it approached, the scorching heat spread violently, distorting nothingness.
"Fire?" Meng Hao smiled slightly, didn't back the slightest, and still moved forward. When he pinched the Jue with his right hand, a fire ball appeared in his hand immediately.
It is... the origin of the sacred fire!
With a squeeze, the fire ball burst open, forming an endless sacred fire that immediately surrounded Meng Hao. When the Suzaku came, Meng Hao flicked his sleeves and swung all the sacred fire forward, and the sacred fire vented out. Go, in the midair contained Meng Hao's thoughts, and turned into a Suzaku.
At this moment, the two Suzaku directly collided with each other in mid-air, and when the roar echoed in all directions, Meng Hao's sacred fire Suzaku smashed into the four sacred Suzaku of the Fourth Xiu, and burned it alive!
Suzaku was originally born in fire. Although it was a magic technique, it had the meaning of Suzaku. But at this moment, it was burned by flames and screamed. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared. The monk who controlled the Suzaku was the same. The blood spurted out, the seven orifices bleed, and even under the backlash, the whole body was filled with a sea of fire, and the cry was screaming, but it was directly consumed by this backlash, and the burned body and spirit were completely destroyed.
All this is a long story, but in fact it was just a few breaths of effort. The four sages were killed by three. The last Azure Dragon, before getting close to Meng Hao, grabbed the void with his right hand, and suddenly the bone spear appeared.
This long spear built with wood as a rod and white bones as a pointed spear immediately dissipated when it appeared, as if it had turned the surroundings into midwinter. After looking at Qinglong, Meng Hao threw the spear in his hand violently with a buzzing sound. , This spear broke through the void directly, as if it had cut a crack in the sky, and went straight to the Qinglong.
Azure Dragon flicked his tail fiercely, trying to slap the spear away, but the moment it touched, Azure Dragon’s tail suddenly shattered, and the speed of the spear was amazing. After turning into an afterimage, it pierced directly into it. On the body of this blue dragon, with tremendous strength, even if this blue dragon struggled, there was no way to fight it. Driven by this spear, he went straight to the earth.
Until there was a bang, the blue dragon was actually set on the ground by the spear, smashing the ground into a big hole.
The monk controlling the Qinglong was pale, and when he spewed blood, Meng Hao in mid-air had already headed straight to the National Fortune Mountain, raised his right hand and blasted directly with a punch.
With a loud noise, the statue on the Eighth Nation’s National Destiny Mountain radiated light and formed a curtain of light, blocking Meng Hao’s punch, and a strong counter-shock was heard, making Meng Hao frowned, and he couldn’t help but step back a few steps. .
Almost at the moment he retreated, the three monks around him gritted their teeth and screamed. They felt the strong pressure. Even if they were injured, they all rushed out, magical powers to stop Meng Hao.
"Go!" Meng Hao flicked his sleeves, and the sound of booming suddenly shocked the sky, and a strong force dispersed from him, directly hitting the three people, causing the injured three people to immediately spurt blood, two of them The person died immediately, and the last person was pale, and without hesitation in amazement, he turned and fled.
Meng Hao didn't pursue it either. He raised his right hand and bombarded the light curtain again, but strange lights flashed in his eyes, and there was an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth.
In the light curtain, under the statue, Han Qinglei's face was pale and healed at full speed.
At the same time, in the seventh kingdom, the sequence of the fourth mountain, Lin Cong, was standing on a bronze chariot, and the chariot was swiftly moving forward with the roar of the chariot. The indescribable meaning of intrepidity is faintly permeated in him, it is a kind of self-confidence of a superior, a kind of self-confidence in his own cultivation.
"Han Qinglei, want to give me a big gift?" Lin Cong blinked, looked at the jade slip in his hand, and sneered.
"From the volatility point of view, Han Qinglei and Meng Hao are already at war... Fortunately, if both of them are together, then after both lose, the marks of the world of the two countries will belong to me. Lin Cong, no matter what conspiracy you have, Han Qinglei, In front of his strength, they will all be ruined!"
Lin Cong smiled faintly, the speed of the chariot under him was faster, and there were strong fluctuations all the way, and it was on him. His cultivation level fluctuated, with supreme dominance and spread without the slightest concealment, as if to tell everyone that he Lin Cong arrived.
Similarly, it is also deterring other sequences!
He has this deterrence and strong self-confidence, because by chance, he challenged the first mountain sequence recognized as the strongest. In that battle, although he was defeated, the first mountain sequence told him that he was the opponent. The strongest one in the sequence you have come into contact with!