Meng Hao turned his head back fiercely, looking at the nothingness behind him, and when he frowned, he looked at the earth again, even his eyes had touched the eyes of the ground, but in Meng Hao's eyes, everything was as usual here, there was no difference.
But in his sense, at that moment, he faintly felt that he seemed to be being watched.
This place is weird, Meng Hao thoughtfully, turned his head and continued to look at the Xuan Daozi and the old woman who were surrounded by layers in the distance, while he continued to meditate and recover.
On the ground behind him, those eyes shrank slightly.
"It's amazingly sharp... such a body, so suitable for me, take him away, and then... I want to escape this damn place!!!"
As time passed, Meng Hao’s injuries continued to recover. At this moment, he had recovered half of his injuries. There was a roar in the distance. Xuan Daozi and the old woman were besieged by more and more figures. There were even some figures. Emitting the fluctuations of the Dao Realm, it is obvious that he was a strong Dao Realm during his lifetime.
Although the power of the original source has dissipated, there is instinct, and there is still some remaining in the body. Under the invasion of death, it becomes more agile, even Xuan Daozi is shocked.
As for the old woman, she was even more frightened, and the two of them joined forces to continuously unleash a wide range of magical powers, making this place loud and loud.
It was also at this time, between the world and the earth, a mist gradually formed. The gray mist soon enveloped the surroundings, making people unable to see too far. Almost at the moment when the mist appeared, Meng Hao's whole body was erected without the slightest trace. Hesitating, his body took a violent step, and Shisuna left the place where he had been cross-legged.
When he turned his head back suddenly, he flicked his sleeve, and the origin of the sacred fire burst out. From the tombstone, his previous location instantly swept away, but there was nothing there.
Meng Hao's eyes showed sharp light, and his heart was extremely vigilant. At that moment, he clearly felt that a cold air rushed towards him at an indescribable speed.
If it hadn't been for dodge fast, I was afraid that he would be frozen immediately by the cold, but at this moment, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the slightest abnormality.
Meng Hao was silent, his body slowly backed away, and disappeared into the mist for a moment.
And on this stone monument, where Meng Hao had previously meditated, there was a vague figure lying on her stomach. This figure seemed to be made up of mist, except for the clear eyes and red glow, staring at the far away figure of Meng Hao.
"He can actually detect my approach... It seems that this person has a very strong sense of spirit, but it doesn't matter. The stronger he is, the greater my ability to play after taking my home. I have been town for too long and too long, damn me. I want to get out, I want to kill out!" The figure murmured, the figure twisted, shook violently, stepped into the mist, and disappeared.
Meng Hao's speed is very fast, and the sense of crisis is even stronger at this moment. Meng Hao is more vigilant about this world. He looked at the fog around him, his eyes flashed suddenly.
"This place is a crisis for me, and it is a crisis for everyone else. Now this fog is coming... It's the time for the anti-killing!" Meng Hao immediately swayed, and went away suddenly according to the place where Xuandaozi and the old woman were trapped in the memory.
Not long afterward, there was a roaring sound in front of him, Xuan Daozi's low roar echoed, and the fluctuation of the spell spread, but in the mist, it seemed to cover all the light, Meng Hao couldn’t see it clearly, but his eyes The killing of the man, but it became more and more intense.
In the end, he even closed his eyes. Gradually, his world was originally pitch black, but nineteen pictures appeared. From different angles, the world he saw was colorless and gray.
It was the figure that he controlled with the prohibition of life and death, and what they still exist now is reflected in Meng Hao's eyes, becoming Meng Hao's eyes.
Meng Hao's speed is not fast, silent, and within this mist, he shuttles among the silhouettes, avoiding all the powerful death silhouettes. When he wanders, that is, after a dozen breaths, his speed suddenly increases, and he opens. At the sight, the murderous intent was overwhelming, and he rushed straight ahead, raising his right hand to make a fist, Luo Tiandaoxian broke out in his body, and the power of his flesh roared, condensed into a fist of killing god.
A punch fell, directly, and bombarded in front of the old woman!
The old woman is constantly casting spells, constantly avoiding the death figure that is coming in this mist. She is already exhausted. At this moment, Meng Hao suddenly violently stunned the old woman. Before he can look carefully, Meng Hao's killing god is one. The punch came with a bang.
The thunderous sound was so loud that this punch directly hit the old woman's chest. The old woman sprayed out blood, and when her body retreated, her eyes contracted and let out a stern roar.
"Meng Hao!" She was attacked by Meng Hao. At the moment when the voice came out, her body galloped back, took out the magic weapon, unfolded her magical powers, and was about to resist, but a blue big Peng suddenly emerged from the mist and grabbed it with one claw. .
The booming sound echoed, Xuan Daozi was frightened, and came quickly, but at the moment he rushed, there were more than a dozen dead figures around him, and they directly stepped forward to block him like crazy.
"Get away!" When Xuan Daozi yelled, the old woman's screams came again.
"Help me!!" The old woman was terrified. She couldn't see her surroundings. She galloped back at the moment. Her chest was bloody and bloody. There were three holes in her head. Red and white things were gurgling.
Meng Hao was also uncomfortable. The blood overflowed. After all, his injuries were not healed. He killed the old woman and hurt himself. It was more serious at the moment, but the murderous in his eyes was not reduced, but more persistent.
He stepped vigorously, chasing him in an instant, fast, and at the same time that the old woman retreated, Meng Hao waved his right hand, and the origin of the sacred fire slammed away, and went straight to the old woman.
The old woman gritted her teeth and the source of the pinch tactics exploded. When sweeping around, Meng Hao had already spread the supreme bridge from another direction. With supreme bridge power, he directly suppressed it. The old woman screamed screamingly, showing signs of fragmentation in her body. , When fleeing again, Xuan Daozi had already killed all the dead figures blocking in front of him, and galloped towards Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his left hand took out the fourth nirvana fruit, and he pressed it to the center of his eyebrows. The speed exploded and went straight to the old woman. As he moved forward, he lifted his right hand to the void and grabbed it. The bronze mirror appeared, and the parrot sighed again and again. , The action did not stop, according to Meng Hao's intention, it turned into a soldier.
As soon as the soldiers came out, Meng Hao was so powerful that he was almost racing against Xuan Daozi. As the roar of Xuan Daozi approached, he took the soldiers and passed directly in front of the old woman.
The old woman roared and resisted with all her might, but she was injured in Fengtian Secret Art before, her cultivation base fell, and she was contacted and killed by Meng Hao before. At this moment, all her resistance, magic weapons, or supernatural powers is at the end of the day. At this moment, Meng Hao directly ignored it. At the moment of forcibly resisting with his physical body, his soldiers flashed a bright light, and this light flashed...
The screams stopped abruptly, the head flew up, and the body of the old woman collapsed. The soul was about to flee, but under the soldiers, she was shattered and died in the hands of Meng Hao!
Meng Hao's blood spurted out, and his face was pale. The old woman's spells and magic weapons before her death severely injured Meng Hao again. Meng Hao's eyes turned red and he disappeared in a flash.
"Meng Hao!!" Xuan Daozi's roar came out loudly behind Meng Hao, echoing this misty world. In this world, the people of the Meng family suffered heavy casualties, and Meng Chen's blood was everywhere, and he was also fleeing. .
As for Han Qinglei, he was traveling all the way in this mist, but he was cautious but not a bit less. The entourage around him had already suffered casualties. He had lingering fears about the horror of the thirty-three places.
Also in this mist, they are not alone at this moment. At the beginning of the 33rd place, not all the bright lines were opened. In fact, only three or five were opened. Therefore, the cultivators of the Celestial Alliance from the outside are constantly adventuring in. Naturally, there are not many choices.
Among them, two to thirty percent, the choice was the bright line that Meng Hao stepped into.
As for those who have the courage to enter, the cultivation base is not weak, the last time it is in the late ancient realm, and even Zhun Dao stepped in, trying to find the legendary thing that can make Zhun Dao immortal.
In the same way, a lot of Dao realm powerhouses have also come, stepping into different bright lines that are fully opened.
Therefore, when Xuan Daozi's roar came out, all the monks in the mist heard this sound, and their hearts shook.
Meng Hao spouted blood, his body wandered quickly, his soldiers stowed away, Nirvana fruit fell, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his whole body gradually became vigorous and bloody.
Behind him, the vague existence always followed, watching Meng Hao all the way, his eyes were more greedy.
"For a long time, I haven't started the blood demon Dafa personally." Meng Hao murmured, his eyes were even more red, and when he rushed out, suddenly, a dead figure wandering here appeared in front of him.
Almost the moment he saw this figure, the Xiu of Death turned around fiercely, roared at Meng Hao, and rushed forward instantly.
Without branding it, Meng Hao's body swayed, and his right hand was raised for a slap. His hand became bloody. When it fell on the figure in an instant, the person was shocked, his body withered in an instant, and turned into flying ash in the blink of an eye.
A grey breath flew out and went straight to Meng Hao. After getting into Meng Hao's body, Meng Hao's body was even more withered, but it didn't help the injury at all.
Meng Hao shook his head and continued to move forward. Not long after, his eyes flashed, his body blasted away like an electric light, and he appeared in front of an ancient cultivator in the blink of an eye.
This monk once participated in the hunt for Meng Hao, and then he saw that the situation was not good, and then he left. Now he is back. When he is being cautious, Meng Hao came in an instant. At the moment when this person's expression changed drastically, Meng Hao's red right hand directly The Heavenly Spirit pressed on this monk, and he sucked fiercely.
The screaming scream was about to come out, and Meng Hao held the person’s mouth. The monk’s body trembled, withered visible to the naked eye, vitality, flesh and blood, as well as cultivation base and soul, all at this moment. It was sucked away by Meng Hao directly.
Meng Hao's complexion was no longer so pale. Soon, the man in his hand became a corpse. When he fell, he turned into fly ash. Meng Hao licked his lips, still blushing, and continued to rush out.