Almost as soon as these ferocious figures appeared, the mastiff beside Meng Hao let out a low growl, its body rushed out violently, turning into an afterimage, circling around Meng Hao's moment at a very fast speed. .
Blood splattered, and the savages near Meng Hao fell back.
But their deaths, instead of frightening the savages behind, seemed to arouse brutality. Once again, the mastiff showed a fierce flame and guarded around Meng Hao, constantly rushing out to block people coming around, as if it was there. Never let anyone hurt Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's body was trembling, and his eyes were firmly open. He heard the mastiff's charge and vaguely saw the boundless sea of people around him, but he couldn't do anything.
Time passed slowly, and blood was constantly flowing down the mountain. The madness of the mastiff made Meng Hao a forbidden area for more than ten meters. The death of countless savages seemed to make this mountain a blood mountain.
One day, two days... The mastiff didn't have the slightest rest. The savages under this mountain had no end, and they rushed continuously. Even on the second day, there appeared a savage wearing armor that was comparable to Dan's cultivation.
The bloody battle continued. The sound of dog roar and screams continued to appear in this fifth formation until late at night of the second day. At the cost of his own injury, the mastiff forcibly killed three savages. This made the place quiet, and the savages retreated one after another, making the place silent all of a sudden.
Meng Hao stared at the mastiff beside him in a daze. One of his legs was broken and he was exhausted. In two days, he did not rest at all, did not swallow the slightest elixirs, and was all fighting to prevent anyone from harming Meng. Hao, even in the past two days, under its madness, there was no trace of Meng Hao who could step into four feet of Meng Hao.
But now, it is exhausted, lying next to Meng Hao, panting heavily, licking Meng Hao's hand, as if wanting Meng Hao to raise his hand and touch his head.
It was quiet all around, and there was only one person and one dog on the top of the mountain, one motionless, one lying prone, guarding like eternity.
Meng Hao looked at the mastiff, a kind of deep warmth that he had never had in his heart, slowly spreading, this is just a puppy, a blood god without much intelligence, but it... , Never leave, even if it is now this situation, but it still has not left, but guards itself here.
Even if it is injured, even if it is exhausted, even if it continues to fight like this, there will always be a moment of death.
But it still guarded Meng Hao's side until the early morning, until the roar of the mountain broke the calm, four breaths comparable to pill formation rushed out, accompanied by a large number of savages roaring towards the mountain peak.
It... looked back at Meng Hao, stretched out his tongue and licked Meng Hao's hand. When he turned around, he roared fiercely and suddenly rushed out.
Meng Hao lay there, unable to move. He could only watch the mastiff rush out. He couldn't even turn his head. All he could see was half the world. He couldn't see the bottom of the mountain.
But the neighing and screaming screams in his ears lasted for a whole day. During this whole day, Meng Hao didn't know how intense the outside was, but he clearly felt that this whole day, he In the surroundings, no half of the figure could step into ten feet.
Until the night, only the surrounding area became quiet again. This time, after a full scent of time, the mastiff slowly returned to Meng Hao's side, lying there, its back was broken, even walking It was a bit difficult. One of its legs had already been cut off, and even the sharp teeth that had just grown out of it had broken one now.
Its breath is getting weaker, its hair is scattered, and blood is flowing. It lay there, stretched out its tongue to lick Meng Hao, and made a slight neigh, as if calling Meng Hao, as if talking about something.
It seems that it has been killing and exhausting all day, just for this moment, being able to be by Meng Hao's side, allowing Meng Hao to raise his hand and touch his head, because in the bottom of his heart, Meng Hao... is his family. , Fight with it, grow with it, feed it with the pill, look at it with encouragement and gentleness.
All of this, let its simple consciousness, produced trust in Meng Hao here, produced dependence, and produced guardianship.
On the fourth day, the roar echoed. Meng Hao’s body trembled. He heard the mastiff’s screaming. He wanted to stand up struggling, but he couldn’t. There was a lot of sweat from Hao's body. He could only lie there, and could only look at the runes on the stele. This was the only thing he could do.
On the fourth day, there was still no figure, and he could step into Meng Hao's four feet. But at night, when the surroundings were quiet, the Mastiff spent half an hour before slowly crawling back to Meng Hao's side.
Meng Hao could not see. Behind the mastiff, there was a path of blood that followed it crawling. Its teeth had been crushed, its back had collapsed, and beside Meng Hao, its huge head was tilted. There, licking the palm of Meng Hao's hand, he whispered weakly, still continuing the statement of yesterday.
Meng Hao’s eyes are already red. He can’t see the look of the mastiff, but he can feel that the other party’s breath is getting weaker and weaker. Now he seems to be a mortal, and he understands that if there is no mastiff by his side to protect him, he will be the first. God is dead.
The price in exchange for its immortality is that it is getting weaker and weaker, until one day, it may never be able to climb back to Meng Hao's side...
Meng Hao kept his eyes open, looking at the rune on the stele. He wanted to realize the enlightenment, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see the slightest enlightenment from the rune, as if... Wen is rune, and he is him. There is no connection between the two.
Until the fifth day...
On this day, the roar that came into Meng Hao’s ears surpassed everything before. Someone even stepped into the ten feet beside Meng Hao, but couldn’t get close, and was immediately torn apart by the mastiff as if desperately. The blood fell on Meng Hao, and he heard the mastiff growl extremely harshly.
At night, it took a full two hours before it returned to Meng Hao. It did not touch Meng Hao, but just lay there, because it could not open its mouth, and the blood was constantly overflowing. Its vitality was already extremely high. It is fragile, but it seems that there is a persistence supporting it, making it even now, struggling to be vigilant around, to... protect Meng Hao.
"Let's go!" Meng Hao said with difficulty. The continuous sharp pain in his body made him unable to move.
"Leave... here... you... go!" Meng Hao couldn't see the mastiff and could only look at the dark sky.
The mastiff looked up, looked at Meng Hao, and then at the light gate, as if he understood Meng Hao's words, it made a barking noise.
"I'll let you go!" Meng Hao was short of breath, as if he had used all his strength in this sentence.
The mastiff was trembling with sadness in its eyes. It climbed up and came to Meng Hao's side, licking Meng Hao's face, but... didn't leave, but didn't care about Meng Hao's words and crawled beside him.
Meng Hao’s heart was cramping, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked at the rune of the stele. He was vague, as if he had seen something, but he couldn’t catch it. When the morning on the sixth day came, the shaking under the mountain As soon as the roar came, the mastiff beside Meng Hao struggled to stand up, as if to take a deep look at Meng Hao at last, turned and rushed out.
But at the moment it rushed out, Meng Hao's hand was slowly raised while trembling, and the flowers from the other side flashed in his eyes, his hand slowly became a fist, and his body was at this moment. , Stand up!
The moment he got up, Meng Hao let out a low growl that had been suppressed for six days up to the sky, and his eyes showed a monstrous murderous intent. His body flew up quickly at this moment, and went straight to the side, just as soon as he flew out, Immediately I saw a big man holding a huge stick, lifting the stick high, and smashing it towards the dying mastiff below him.
Meng Hao's face was full of hostility. At this moment, he lifted his right hand, and the thunder fog blasted out, and went straight to the big man. During the roar, the thunder fog exploded violently in front of the big man. The big man whose cultivation base was building the foundation immediately retreated, causing many savages around him to retreat.
Meng Hao stepped forward and stood in front of the mastiff. His eyes were red, his right hand was raised with a wave, and hundreds of flying swords whizzed up immediately. Two wooden swords formed a circle around Meng Hao. Jian Yu, as he swiftly revolved, with Meng Hao's low drink, all these flying swords collapsed and exploded. Countless fragments swept around, and screams came out. The savages around Meng Hao screamed after the countless fragments swept. It came out, torn apart.
But at this moment, there were eight auras rising into the sky under the mountain, that was the aura of eight pill formations, and they came straight to the top of the mountain as they stepped.
Meng Hao was silent, did not look at the eight figures, but looked down at the dying mastiff, knelt down and stroked the broken body of the mastiff with his right hand. The mastiff looked at Meng Hao with weak eyes, and opened his mouth to try to stick out his tongue. Go to the palm of Meng Hao, but it can't do it.
Meng Hao slowly raised his head and looked at the runes on the stele. Eight figures around him had already arrived, but Meng Hao turned a deaf ear. He looked at the stele. At this moment, he thought of the mastiff for his own sake. In the desperate battle, he thought of the cheerful puppy following his feet when he thought of the fourth round, thinking of the second round, plush is very cute, but accompanied by the figure that he rushed out time and time again, he thought about it. From the beginning of stepping into the blood fairy inheritance, he sighed lightly when the shaggy and trembling puppy appeared in the palm of his hand, but he stuck out his tongue and licked his palm.
"I should have understood it a long time ago, so the talisman is similar to the eighth forbidden demon seal." Meng Hao spoke softly, and when he raised his right hand, he flicked gently in the air. No trace of the rune could be seen, but In Meng Hao's heart, with the stroke of his right hand, a rune gradually appeared. The appearance of this rune was exactly the same as that on the stone tablet.
At the moment when the rune was formed, Meng Hao's hand was pressed on the back of the mastiff.
The moment his hand touched the mastiff, a blood light suddenly appeared from the mastiff. The blood light with a biting chill, at the moment it appeared, it spread out in a ring to the surroundings.
With the spread, the eight savages comparable to the pill formation were still in the air, but they became frozen in an instant. Not only them, but with the spread of the blood, the entire mountain, all the savages, and this The world, at this moment, has become a blood-colored world, filled with cold air, here... is completely frozen.
The whole world was motionless, only Meng Hao squatted there, silently looking at the mastiff.
In this fifth formation, the rune on the stone tablet is only part of the enlightenment. The most important thing is that the rune needs the blood god to be mobilized, and the condition for the mobilization... is that the people of the inheritance and the blood god have reached a certain degree of intimacy. .
After a long time, Meng Hao stood up. He held the mastiff and walked to the top of the mountain. The exit of the fifth formation, around him, was the whole blood-sealed world.
Meng Hao didn’t know how other people passed this level, but he understood that the purpose of this round was to strengthen the relationship between the inheritor and the blood god. He didn’t know how the other people and the blood god were, but he had already I understand that from the moment when the mastiff dog returned for several days, even if he was exhausted, he had to lick his palm, this dog... has become a part of Meng Hao's life.
"To me here, inheritance is not important anymore. I don't care about inheritance. I want to take you out. This is my Meng Hao's promise to you!"