This murderous intent was so strong that it seemed to provoke a sea of blood, causing the sea under the bridge to roll over and huge waves hit.
As soon as the words fell, the young man raised his right hand forward and directly dropped a punch. The punch blasted out, and the sea of blood roared and rolled, and he retreated quickly to the surroundings.
Meng Hao's eyes shrank, and the young man's cultivation base was in the late stage of foundation building, but now that he has stepped into this place, he must fight. As his body moves forward, the puppy rushes out, making waves of threats. , A palm-sized body, with bloodshot eyes, followed Meng Hao, turned into two long rainbows, and went straight to the boy.
Meng Hao lifted his right hand and slapped the Qiankun bag. The two wooden swords flew out, and they opened and spit. The thunder flag turned into fog and filled his whole body, carrying his body like an arrow from the string, and the puppy. , Punched directly with the boy in the air, and touched them together.
The roar echoed in an instant, Meng Hao spouted blood, and the two wooden swords rolled back directly, and the thunder flag spread and became thin. The puppy beside Meng Hao also trembled, retreated, coughing up blood from his mouth.
The boy gave Meng Hao a faint look, then raised his right hand with a wave, and immediately behind him, a sea of blood rolled, and the second arch bridge appeared. As the boy's figure disappeared, he walked out of the second arch bridge. A youth.
The appearance of this young man is very similar to the one before, as if he will look like ten years later.
"You can come to fight at any time. You can fight without a punch. You can open the third bridge." The young man said lightly, then closed his eyes and stood motionless.
Meng Hao sat cross-legged on the first bridge, wiping off the blood from the corners of his mouth. The blow just now was comparable to the strength of the late stage of foundation building. If it weren't for the thunder flag to resist, Meng Hao would undoubtedly die under that blow.
"It's no wonder that none of the seven people succeeded in breaking the formation after one day. This blood fairy inheritance is extremely domineering, and this is only the second formation..." Meng Hao's heart was low, but his eyes soon showed persistence.
Taking a deep breath, he immediately took out the pill and swallowed it, adjusted his cultivation level, and even took out the pill and placed it in front of the puppy. The dog added a few bites and swallowed it, lying on Meng Hao’s cross-kneed legs. He is also healing.
Two days later, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly opened, and the puppy on his knee had recovered more than half of his injuries at this moment. Although he looked the same when he flew, his breath seemed a little different than before.
It seemed to be closer to Meng Hao here, but at the same time to the outside world, there was a sense of murder. If it were not for the good quality of Meng Hao's condensing pill, there was a possibility of death due to this puppy's injury.
"You are just like me back then, you are ordinary, but because you stepped into cultivation, you have to change, you have to be strong, you have to let the blood cold, and learn to kill." Meng Hao looked at the puppy, was silent for a moment, and said softly.
The puppy looked up at Meng Hao, seeming to understand the meaning of Meng Hao's words, licked Meng Hao's clothes, rotated a few times around Meng Hao, and lay on his feet.
There was firmness in Meng Hao's eyes, he slowly stood up, looked at the second bridge ahead, suddenly raised his body, slapped the Universe Bag with his right hand, and immediately flew out like rain with a sword in it, whizzing out in an instant.
One hundred, two hundred, three hundred... A total of five hundred flying swords surrounded Meng Hao, forming a shadow of Yinglong. The demon pill in Meng Hao's body released its majestic power and emerged. When Meng Hao was in his body, Meng Hao raised his hands and waved his hands. Those two wooden swords once again became the dragon's fangs. Suddenly around Meng Hao, the five hundred flying swords spun quickly and went straight to the second bridge youth.
The youth looked as usual, his right hand was slowly raised, and it seemed to drop a punch forward at random. This punch made no waves in the blood around him, and there was no loud noise, as if it were simple, but this same punch. , But before Meng Hao approached, the flying sword in front of him suddenly collapsed like it had hit an indestructible rock.
This collapse is not all flying swords, but the position of the middle sword, but it has become a straight line. After all the swords on this line are extremely shattered, this punch invisibly hit Meng Hao’s body. At the moment of falling, the life and death crisis caused Meng Hao to use all his cultivation bases. The thunder fog spread and blocked the two wooden swords in front. The puppy even more voluntarily came out and lay directly on Meng Hao’s chest. The back helped Meng Hao resist, but he was immediately pulled away by Meng Hao.
The roar seemed to endure for a long time, and finally reverberated. Meng Hao spouted blood, his body was like a kite with a broken line, and fell directly back on the first arch bridge, spurting blood again, his face was pale, and the words inside his body At this moment, the platform seemed to be torn apart.
"This blow is several times more terrifying, for example, but it just gives me the feeling that in terms of the strength of cultivation, it seems that there is no time to build the foundation... And this dog, before he can protect himself..." Meng Hao wiped off the blood. Looking at the puppy he had pulled away before, he looked at Meng Hao anxiously at this moment. Meng Hao touched the puppy's fluffy head and looked at the young man.
"Passed barely, but with your strength, if there are no accidents, you can't cross the third bridge." The young man spoke calmly, raising his right hand with a wave, and immediately behind him, a third green wooden bridge appeared.
As his figure disappeared, a middle-aged man appeared on the bridge. The appearance of this man was still the appearance of a ten-year-old young man. After experiencing the cultivation level, Meng Hao immediately felt inwardly. Zhen, the other party turned out to be the same as himself, in the early stage of the foundation of a Taoist platform!
"It's not right, why does such a cultivation level become the third bridge... The order seems to be reversed..." Meng Hao's eyes shrank.
"This is the last bridge in this battle. With one blow from the old man without the slightest blood to win, you have three chances. Each time I only punch and fail all three times, you will be wiped out of your inheritance qualifications and then buried in blood. The sea is the spirit of the altar." The old man said lightly.
Meng Hao did not speak, and sat cross-legged on the second bridge, took out the pill and swallowed it, and even swallowed a lot of pill for the puppy. Looking at it, Meng Hao thought of the puppy’s active protection before. Warmth rose in his heart, and until three days later, Meng Hao's injury recovered a bit, and the puppy began to become active, his eyes suddenly opened and closed.
Staring at the old man on the third bridge, Meng Hao showed thoughts in his eyes, recalling the youth of the first war and the youth of the second war, trying to find out some clues from the hands of these two people.
Time slowly passed, until another day passed, Meng Hao suddenly got a shock, slowly raised his head, he thought of the answer.
"The young man shot, even though it was in the late stage of foundation building, the sea of blood was tumbling, this was because of his strength, and even if the young man made a punch in the middle stage of foundation building, it did not disperse in the slightest. My five hundred flying swords, Even less than twenty pieces were broken, which made me have to face that punch.
The two battles have different cultivation bases, but the skills contained in this and the method of using cultivation bases are the key points! "Meng Hao's eyes suddenly showed sharp light. He is not a stupid person. He has fully understood the problem at this moment.
"Then this old man, with the same cultivation base as me, what kind of power will he show..." Meng Hao looked at the old man and slowly stood up, with a strange light in his eyes. At this moment, he didn't seem to care. This blood fairy inheritance, because he suddenly discovered that within these nine formations, it seems... invisible inheritance is everywhere!
It was not a war, but Meng Hao’s own attempts on this second bridge to let his cultivation slowly disperse and control the degree of dispersal. This was very awkward for him, but Meng Hao’s Perseverance is an important characteristic of his character. At this moment, he forgot the passage of time. After seven days, he suddenly raised his head. Although he could not achieve full control, he was able to achieve nearly 30%.
"Can't be wasting time, I have to witness whether my thoughts are right or wrong." Meng Hao's eyes flashed sharply, and he walked straight to the old man.
boom!
After more than ten breaths, Meng Hao's blood spurted out, a splitting headache, and his body retreated suddenly until he retreated to the second bridge. His body trembled. He leaned on the green wood with one hand. The blood spurted out again, and his body trembled like a puppy beside him. One leg was broken and his breath was weak, Meng Hao slowly raised his head and looked at the old man on the third bridge.
"The first time, it failed."
Meng Hao took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and first fed the puppies to the puppies to cure the injury. This dog was injured many times like him, and his appearance changed a lot. Now his hairy body is extremely embarrassed and his eyes are dim, but his life is extremely tenacious. After recovering and returning, some evil spirits appeared on his body.
"This old man was only in the early days of foundation building, but not only did he not loose the slightest under one punch, he also had a faint sense of strangeness... As if that punch, not like a punch... But it can also be seen that I have worked hard in the previous seven days. That's right!" Meng Hao frowned, raised his head and pressed his eyebrows to relieve his headache after the previous blow.
He got up and continued to contact and control the control of his own cultivation base when he was dispersing. After another seven days, Meng Hao was able to achieve about 50%. Although his cultivation base has not improved, his combat power has improved by leaps and bounds.
On this day, Meng Hao raised his head with a glimmer of light in his eyes, his body flew out again, and the puppies also whizzed up, one person and one dog, and went straight to the old man.
boom!
This time it was still more than ten breaths, Meng Hao stepped backwards, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the blood fell on his clothes shockingly, but his eyes were bright.
There seemed to be some changes in the puppy because of Meng Hao's comprehension. Even though he was injured again at this moment, the roaring noises filled with the ups and downs.
"Spiritual consciousness! He not only managed to condense the cultivation base, but also integrated his spiritual consciousness in that punch, so that this punch... can instantly empty all cultivation bases in the body!"
Meng Hao took a deep breath, and the light of enlightenment appeared in his eyes. He suddenly understood that although the cultivation level of a monk is the key point, the same cultivation level and different ways of using spiritual power will also dominate a person's true combat power!
He sat there cross-legged and closed his eyes. This time, half a month later, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly opened. He was trapped in this second burst. It has been a full month. He doesn't know the others. How are people, but for himself, Meng Hao felt that even if he was the last one, it was too rewarding for himself.
He slowly stood up and leaped forward as he stepped forward. As for the puppy, it seemed that following Meng Hao's enlightenment, it had also received a new life. Following Meng Hao's figure, he went straight to the old man.
boom!
Meng Hao withdrew eight steps and slowly raised his head. Although the blood in his body rolled, there was no blood pouring into his throat. He looked at the old man who retracted his fist and bowed deeply.
"Ming Wu has converged the knowledge into the body, you can pass the second round!" The old man nodded and flicked his sleeve, immediately the whole world fell apart.