Standing outside Guoyun Mountain, Meng Hao stared coldly at Han Qinglei inside the light curtain. With this light curtain, Meng Hao could only see with the naked eye, and his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate.
He could only see Han Qinglei meditating there, as if he was healing.
Meng Hao was not in a hurry. At this moment, the eighth nation's national fortune mountain, the light curtain is very complete, it is difficult to be shaken, but Meng Hao believes that soon, the light curtain here will be weakened.
The fact is indeed as expected by Meng Hao. At this moment, the arrival of Fan Dong'er and Bei Yu, the central temple, immediately made the Ninth Nation so powerful, and they directly ordered their orders to target the Eighth Nation, and the monks of both sides suddenly went to war. , With the roar and reverberation, the Eighth Nation retreats steadily, and the red light of its tower has also risen and fallen rapidly from the previous high.
Following the fall, the light curtain of the Eighth Nation National Yunshan was immediately distorted, and it became thinner visible to the naked eye. Han Qinglei opened his eyes abruptly, revealing a touch of shock. It seemed that he did not expect this to happen, and he stared at Meng Hao firmly.
The moment the two looked at each other, something was wrong suddenly appeared in Meng Hao's heart. Han Qinglei's expression seemed to have no problem, but Meng Hao didn't believe that Han Qinglei was qualified to be a sequence and not be taken away by others, such a person. , It is impossible to be without scheming.
He couldn't have imagined that when he chased him, he would go to the other side to weaken the central temple.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his right hand was lifted, and his fist extinguished his life. He landed directly on the light curtain. This light curtain blocked him, and his spiritual consciousness could not observe Han Qinglei. If so, he simply blasted the light curtain and he knew everything!
The sky was roaring, and when the light curtain was twisted, Meng Hao's whole body seemed to turn into a gust of wind, bombarding with punches, and magic spells came, and for a while, the entire light curtain was colorful and roaring continuously.
Han Qinglei's expression changed. He looked at the light curtain, and he understood that this light curtain could not last too long. Once it broke open, Meng Hao would not be able to be blocked. He gritted his teeth fiercely, revealing decisiveness, and even more sternly. laugh.
"Unexpectedly, Han Qinglei would be forced to such a realm, Meng Hao...You are indeed very strong, and you are also a sequence. Maybe you are not the opponent of the first mountain sequence, but you should be able to fight the fourth mountain Lin Cong."
"I didn't want to break through the cultivation base so quickly. I wanted to suppress it. I didn't want to make the first sequence to break through the ancient realm. After all, the deeper the immortal realm, the stronger the breakthrough!"
"You can force me to this level, it doesn't matter, I will break through here and fight you again!" When Han Qinglei's voice came out, he pinched his hands with his hands and pressed it violently on his chest, and immediately came out from his body. With a loud bang, an aura of breakthrough cultivation suddenly broke out, connecting with the entire Rufeng Realm.
Meng Hao's eyes shrank, and the feeling of something wrong became stronger.
"When I didn't make a move, his expression seemed normal, but it was wrong. When I made a move, he saw that the light curtain would shatter, so he immediately chose to break through..." Meng Hao frowned, but the move did not stop. At this moment, the light curtain. Under Meng Hao’s bombardment, it was even more distorted and cracks appeared. With the defeat of the Eighth Kingdom in the central temple, the red light of the tower fell more and more, and the light curtain here was weakened. The magnitude is greater.
With a bang, Meng Hao punched down, and a huge crack directly penetrated most of the light curtain. Soon, when the red light of the central temple tower became the weakest among the nine kingdoms, Meng Hao roared to the sky. , The source of the sacred fire suddenly dispersed, behind the covering light curtain, the sound of ka ka suddenly rose to the sky.
There were more cracks, more and more cracks, in the blink of an eye, the entire light curtain collapsed directly, torn apart, and turned into a storm that violently spread to the surroundings.
Although the storm was strong, Meng Hao still penetrated directly, stepping onto the peak of the Eighth Nation, and at the moment he entered the Yunshan Mountain, his spiritual consciousness dispersed in advance, and went straight to Han Qinglei to cover him, to see what happened and verify himself. Inner guess.
But at the moment when Meng Hao’s divine consciousness enveloped Han Qinglei, the breath of Han Qinglei’s breakthrough in cultivation also broke out. Hao's consciousness shook away directly.
It seems to be a coincidence, and even if there is no doubt about it, all of this is logical, but Meng Hao had doubts before. At this moment, this coincidence, in his opinion, may not be a coincidence at all!
Meng Hao shook his body and went straight to Han Qinglei. At this moment, Han Qinglei's cultivation base was breaking through, and he was about to step into the ancient realm. Seeing Meng Hao's arrival, he suddenly gritted his teeth, and in the process of this breakthrough, he pinched the trick. Pointing towards Meng Hao, a phantom of white bones suddenly appeared, and went straight to Meng Hao.
Even after this bone, there is a wheel of time, the Supreme Law descends again, forming a series of supernatural powers, and killing Meng Hao.
The roar echoed, Meng Hao did not pause, and raised his right hand with a wave. Suddenly the Supreme Bridge appeared. During the steps, the source of the sacred fire was monstrous, spreading directly in all directions, causing the ghosts of the bones to collapse and the wheel of time to shatter.
But at this moment, Han Qinglei yelled at the sky, and then Qinglei descended, and after blasting into his body, Han Qinglei raised his right hand and pressed it towards Meng Hao.
Under this press, his entire right arm exploded directly, and in the bloody flesh, a blue thunder, with a ray of bloodshot, suddenly rushed out of the broken arm, not towards Meng Hao, but after appearing, unexpectedly It exploded on its own, turning into a cyan light curtain, directly enveloping the statues of Han Qinglei and the Eighth Kingdom.
The green thunder turned into a light curtain, and while blocking it, Han Qinglei was in the light curtain, roaring up to the sky, his breakthrough momentum became stronger and stronger, faintly, in the sky, there seemed to be the power of heaven and earth condensed, as if a door was about to appear.
"Meng Hao, what can you do to me!!" Han Qinglei laughed with a ferocious expression.
But at the moment his words came out, Meng Hao suddenly saw a mountain with his left eye in mid-air, and the star stone within it melted instantly, covering Meng Hao's body in the blink of an eye. Here, Meng Hao, within a few breaths, was impressive. Become a star.
It is Fang's Taoism that changes the stars at the first thought!
The appearance of this technique caused Han Qinglei's eyes to shrink suddenly. He hadn't seen Meng Hao perform it before. At this moment, there was a thud in his heart. Before he could use any more methods, Meng Hao turned into a star, like a meteor, invincible and roaring. , All the way to ruin, nothingness shattered, heaven and earth trembled, directly hitting this blue thunder light curtain.
With the resounding sound, this blue thunder light curtain shattered directly, shattered and burst open, causing Meng Hao to burst into it instantly, and the stars disappeared visible to the naked eye. When Meng Hao's figure reappeared, he was already there. When he reached Han Qinglei's side, a flash of lightning with his right hand directly pinched Han Qinglei's neck.
Han Qinglei couldn't stop it at all, even when he was breaking through at this moment, he was interrupted by Meng Hao's actions.
"Sure enough!" Meng Hao's expression was calm. When he grabbed Han Qinglei's neck, his consciousness had already followed his right hand and swept through Han Qinglei's body.
"Your so-called breakthrough, even you know that it is impossible to succeed, and in fact, you have no intention of making a breakthrough!"
"Because you in front of me are not the main body at all, just a clone!"
"You are to prevent my divine consciousness from detecting, so you force a breakthrough. With the help of the breakthrough force, my divine consciousness is blocked, so that I can't see the truth." Meng Hao spoke lightly with a calm voice.
"What if you know, my body has already escaped at this moment, you can't find it in a short time, besides, you don't have the time to look for it!" Meng Hao saw Han Qinglei's details, laughed, and his expression was full. It's sarcasm.
As a sequence, there is no weak person, no matter if it is cultivation base or mind!
"Is it because you have brought other sequences to come, using the world mark of the Eighth Kingdom as a bait, and perhaps adding the mark of the Ninth Kingdom, and attracting other sequences to kill me, thus playing a blocking role." Meng Hao lightly Smile.
His calmness and calmness, and his words made Han Qinglei, who thought he had succeeded in his strategy, suddenly felt a little bad in his heart. Here, Meng Hao is really abnormal.
"You..." Han Qinglei was about to speak. Suddenly, the coercion of the entire Eighth Nation was once again strong, as if it doubled directly. There is only one possibility for this kind of thing. There are other sequences to enter the Eighth Nation. .
Meng Hao's expression was calm, but his right hand squeezed fiercely, and with a thud, the clone of Han Qinglei in his hand exploded directly, torn apart, and vanished!
Killing Han Qinglei's avatar cleanly, Meng Hao flicked his right hand, instead of looking at the sky, he went straight to the statue. When his right hand was raised, he grabbed the flame distorted by the world mark on the palm of the statue!
Just as Meng Hao was about to grasp the flames, he let out a low roar, with overwhelming murderous intent and majesty, suddenly rolling in from the distant world like thunder.
"That's not something you can take away!"
"Touch it, Lin will destroy your Nine Clan!"
As the sound came, the sky and the earth roared, and the nothingness in the distance actually rolled up. During the reversal of the situation, the clouds seemed to be torn apart. Crushing, crushing nothingness, breaking open the sky, booming.
The chariot is ferocious. In front of the chariot, there are nearly a million souls. They are roaring sternly, pulling the battlefield, and quickly coming, wherever they pass, the sky and the earth change, as if the dark night is coming, opening the prelude to cover the sky.
On that chariot stood a young man, dressed in white, with black hair, and a handsome face, but he was not angry and majestic. He stood there like a death emperor walking out of a yellow spring with millions of dead souls.
His voice, words like thunder, blasted loudly in Meng Hao's ears. The mere sound made the Eighth Kingdom's National Destiny Mountain tremble, and even cracks appeared, as if it was about to collapse.
"Destroy my nine races?" Meng Hao smiled, looking at the chariot in the sky, his smile was indescribably cold.
"You don't deserve it!"
During the words, Meng Hao's right hand didn't stop in the slightest, and he grabbed the... world mark in the hands of the statue! !