As soon as Meng Hao's words came out, Han Qinglei's expression immediately changed, staring at Meng Hao fiercely, but when he thought of Meng Hao's record in the Celestial Alliance, he had to admire him, but his expression was still cold, he gave a cold snort, right hand With a wave, he threw a bracelet and was caught by Meng Hao.
"When you wear it on your body, your body can become virtual, and your breath will hide a lot. I will take you out of this alliance of heavenly gods."
Meng Hao glanced at the bracelet, thoughtfully, and suddenly spoke.
"As a cultivator of the Eighth Mountains and Seas, you should know the search method in this Heavenly God Alliance. I should have been branded on my body, otherwise I can't always be found." Meng Hao looked at Han Qinglei, his ear There was a roar in the mist.
"Branding?" Han Qinglei groaned, patted the storage bag with his right hand, took out a jade slip and looked at it, then looked up at Meng Hao.
"The great elder in the gods of the gods is good at knowing blood. The blood is in the body and it is contaminated with the breath of the five internal organs. Therefore, you only need a drop of your blood to feel your existence. If you have this doubt, you can think about it. The great elder of, has used the method of seeking blood for you!"
"In this case, it's a little troublesome..." Han Qinglei frowned.
"Any method has a cracking technique. If you know the root cause, it's easy to handle." Meng Hao smiled lightly after hearing the words, then lifted his right hand on his chest and slapped his chest, and immediately the source of the sacred fire burst into his body and filled his whole body. It turned out to be to burn all the blood in the body!
The pain of this kind of burning is indescribable. It burns all the blood of the whole body in an instant, leaving the body without blood. If it is changed to an ordinary person, it will die at this instant, even a monk, it will not last long.
Meng Hao's complexion was rapidly pale. In the blink of an eye, as the blood in his body burned and dissipated, his body was extremely pale, and there was no more blood in his body.
Afterwards, his cultivation base was released, with the strength of cultivation base, with a powerful physical body, to stab|stimulate the body to make blood again. Although the process is short, the degree of pain and danger is extremely astonishing.
Even Han Qinglei was shocked by Meng Hao's decisiveness and fierceness. He watched Meng Hao's complexion slowly become ruddy, and watched Meng Hao's vitality gradually recover. Finally, he took a deep breath and told himself that he still shouldn't provoke this in the future. Meng Hao is good.
Purifying the blood throughout the body, dissipating the waste blood, and reappearing new blood. In this way, Meng Hao didn't know whether he could break the opponent's spell, but this was the only way Meng Hao could think of, and he could use it at this moment.
"I still need Brother Han's help." Meng Hao said, raising his right hand with a wave, and immediately there were so many dozen drops of the burnt blood that appeared in the palm of Meng Hao's palm.
"Understood." Han Qinglei nodded and waved his hand. Immediately, more than a dozen figures appeared around him. Everyone took a drop of blood, and his body dissipated again and quickly left.
Only then did Meng Hao put on the bracelet, his body slowly blurred, and he swayed to Han Qinglei's side, as if he was following.
Han Qinglei gave a dry cough and squinted at Meng Hao. At this moment, he felt quite comfortable in his heart, but he knew how to measure. At this moment, when he stepped, he immediately appeared on the bone seat. After sitting on it, he went straight to the top of the fog.
He was about to leave here, no longer staying, around him, including Meng Hao, there were more than a dozen vague figures that illusioned and accompanied him.
Almost at the same time that Han Qinglei and Meng Hao lifted into the sky, in the fog, the blurry figure flashed red in their eyes.
"The body I like, how can I let you go!" The red light in the eyes of this figure shone, and he muttered in his mouth, chanting some ancient spell. The moment the spell came out, suddenly, there was a low voice in the mist. The roar came out fiercely.
This low roar resounded like thunder, spreading everywhere.
"Hungry... Hungry..." As the voice spread, he was unwilling and more angry, but... Gradually...
It seemed that this fog was only born from the existence of that horror, that is, for a few breaths, there was no more fog in the world, so that the nearly 100 cultivators here all saw each other.
The old man with a terrifying Shinto cultivation base that day was the person with the highest cultivation base here. He was short of breath, turned his head and looked far away. Only in the mist, the figure he encountered was extremely large, and the two were fighting each other, many times dangerous. .
Everyone here is vigilant. When they looked at each other, they saw Han Qinglei who was about to leave in midair. Meng Hao was beside Han Qinglei. As the mist suddenly disappeared, his heart sank and the secret path was not good. He looked up at the distance The exit is not too far away, if he takes the opportunity to escape at this moment, it is not impossible.
But once he moved, Han Qinglei's help to him would be exposed, and if Meng Hao left without a suitable identity, he would still be unable to escape from the Celestial Alliance.
Xuan Daozi was in the crowd, his consciousness suddenly dispersed, but he could not find Meng Hao. He narrowed his eyes, and looked up at Han Qinglei as he looked around with a cold snort.
Han Qinglei's expression remained the same, maintaining his speed. He was about to approach the exit when he lifted into the air. Xuan Daozi's eyes flashed, and his body flew out in an instant, blocking Han Qinglei's front for an instant.
"Friend Daoist Han, why are you so anxious to leave!" Xuan Daozi stared at Han Qinglei and suddenly said.
Han Qinglei looked calm, looked at Xuan Daozi coldly, and suddenly grinned.
"Xuan Daozi, your cultivation base is higher than that of Han. Han is not your opponent. You want to kill me. It's very simple, but do you dare! Do you dare to hurt Han's hair?" Han Qinglei snarled, his body burst into flames. Rise is more powerful and faint than in Rufeng Realm, and it has reached the edge of threatening the quasi-dao.
As long as he breaks through again, he might not be able to fight Zhundao!
"This eighth mountain and sea, where is Han going, you still need to ask whether you agree or not?" Han Qinglei flicked his sleeves, and sat down on the bones.
Xuan Daozi's face was gloomy. Han Qinglei had a special status in the eighth mountain and sea. He really did not want to dispute with him, but Meng Hao was too important to him. He couldn't afford to lose it. When he hesitated, he lowered his head to the ground and looked far away. At that point, the thoughtful old man from Tenjindao clasped his fists and bowed.
"Master Zhou, please help!" Xuan Daozi bowed deeply, his expression extremely sincere.
"My friendship with the black soul ancestors is irresistible, even more so with Hongchen. The three of me chase down Meng Hao together. Now they are all killed. Only me is left. I swear that I must find Meng Hao and kill him. Take revenge for the black soul and the red dust!" Xuan Daozi's voice was extremely sincere, moving every word.
On the ground, the elder of the Celestial Dao hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and raised his right hand to pinch the room, his eyes slightly opened and blood gleamed.
Meng Hao looked as usual by Han Qinglei's side, but he was vigilant in his heart, looking at the elder Tianshen Dao on the ground.
Soon, the old man put down his right hand and spoke lightly.
"Interestingly, he should have discovered the old man's method of tracing, and escaped in a scattered way, not here, in the outside world."
As soon as the old man's words came out, Meng Hao let out a sigh of relief. Han Qinglei snorted and whizzed forward. In fact, his heart was very nervous. He didn't expect that the fog here would suddenly disappear, causing them to leave. unexpected.
Xuan Daozi sighed secretly, stepped aside, and allowed Han Qinglei to whizz past him and head straight to the exit.
"This Meng Hao is treacherous and cunning. It's not easy to escape this time and want to find him again... And given him time, if he recovers, I am alone and it is difficult to do, but I can't tell others about this! "Xuan Daozi frowned, his gaze fell on Han Qinglei's back, and after a glance, he saw the figures of Han Qinglei's entourage.
Originally, he didn't care. He didn't question the words of Master Zhou of the Heavenly God Tao in the slightest. As long as Master Zhou said, it must be true.
But when his gaze fell on the vague figure of a follower beside Han Qinglei, suddenly, his origin actually beat slightly, even if it was only slight, it made Xuan Daozi's eyes widen and his heart roared.
Without thinking about it, he immediately stepped and shouted.
"Can't leave, you leave me!" As he said, his right hand was already stretched out, turning into a big hand in the roar, not at Han Qinglei, but at Han Qinglei's side... Meng Hao!
Meng Hao frowned, the elder Tianshendao didn’t notice him, but this Xuan Daozi found his hiding place. This was a weird thing, and it reminded Meng Hao why the black soul ancestor was dead. Daozi is still crazy about chasing him down.
"There is a problem here." Meng Hao sighed secretly. His thoughts turned around in an instant. He suddenly violently sneered and took off the bracelet. The moment the figure appeared, Han Qinglei's expression changed and he turned to look towards him. Meng Hao.
"Meng Hao, it's you, damn it, you are actually pretending to be my entourage!" Han Qinglei roared, one step in advance, and violently waved his sleeves towards Meng Hao.
A vigorous bang came out, went straight to Meng Hao, before Xuan Daozi, and landed on Meng Hao. With a loud bang, Meng Hao forcibly spouted a mouthful of blood, but with this force, he swayed away. .
"Han Qinglei, I, Meng Hao, will never die with you!" Meng Hao let out a scream, roared, and galloped quickly.
"Han Qinglei!!" Xuan Daozi glared at Han Qinglei. The actions of Meng Hao and Han Qinglei were so obvious that Han Qinglei's eyelids rolled over and he didn't bother to pay attention.
"Dear friends, help me capture this person, Xuan Daozi promised before that it is still valid!" Xuan Daozi chased Meng Hao, his voice came out.
Immediately, the cultivators of the Celestial God Alliance flashed their eyes, and many of them flew out directly to stop Meng Hao. Two of them were also in Dao realm, but it was not Dao Master, but Second Source Dao Realm!
The appearance of Meng Hao also stunned the old man of the Shinto Taoism that day, and then his eyes showed a strange light. After carefully looking at Meng Hao, his eyes showed clear understanding.
"He is indeed a decisive and cruel person." The old man murmured.
Seeing the people in front of them blocked, the two Eryuan Dao realms could not be thrown away for a short time, and there was even Xuan Daozi slaying violently behind him. As long as Meng Hao had a pause, he would fall into the siege, and there were many people around. , Looking coldly, this is almost a situation where it's hard to fly!
At this moment, a shocking and horrifying change... in this burial world, prominence! !