It is impossible to count how many such green beards there are. They are so fast that they are close to Meng Hao by less than thirty feet, and they are about to penetrate through. At this moment, the mastiff sent out With a roar, he jumped up, and the five-foot-sized body directly enveloped Meng Hao at this instant.
With a loud bang, this sound directly surpassed the thunder and shook the entire world. A blood-colored light curtain radiated from the mastiff, and it touched the beards that came and made a continuous vibration.
It wasn't until more than ten breaths passed that those beards shattered one after another, turning into a green mist and spreading. The mastiff looked tired but still snarled towards the ground. When he moved away, Meng Hao walked out unscathed. , He touched the head of the mastiff, and walked straight to the ancient temple in front of him.
One person, one dog, the speed is fast approaching, but as soon as they approached the ancient temple about two hundred feet, the green mist formed by the fragmentation of the beard came quickly at this moment, and the speed seemed to move. In the blink of an eye, they gathered together in front of Meng Hao and turned into a huge fog about fifty feet in size.
The mist rolled and spread with a boom, forming a huge green head!
The head was illusory, with gloomy eyes shining, and suddenly it opened its mouth to spit out. Suddenly, a mist flew out, and a large number of fog horses appeared in the mist during the tumbling. The sky and the earth shook during the running, and went straight to Meng Hao and the mastiff. Booming here.
Almost as soon as they came, Meng Hao narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand and quickly passed in front of him, sketching out an imprint that was invisible to outsiders but appeared in Meng Hao's heart, and pressed his palm on the mastiff. .
At the moment when this mark fell, a piece of red light suddenly spread from the mastiff. The red light contained cold air. Wherever it passed, the world was frozen, and the tumbling mist and the fog horse inside were all covered by it. Frozen!
The earth's arms, faces, and mud, all are like this.
If Meng Hao cannot obtain the inheritance of this technique, even if it is not erased after going out, he will not be able to perform it because there is no blood god around him. However, he has been inherited for the eighth ban of the demon seal. This method of sealing has similarities. , So it is not small to use it in his hands, and even if there is no blood god by his side, Meng Hao also feels that it is not impossible to unfold it under his in-depth research.
At this moment, as the red glow swept around him, everything was frozen, Meng Hao whizzed forward, and instantly bypassed the huge head, and led the mastiff to the half-open gate below the ancient temple.
Seeing that he was approaching, but suddenly, a life-and-death crisis appeared in Meng Hao’s heart. It was the Mastiff that reacted more quickly. His body trembled at this moment, and he bit on Meng Hao’s clothes. To drag it back.
With a bang, a big sword that was only a sword body, which was several feet wide, suddenly appeared from the sky in front of Meng Hao, pierced directly down, and when it fell into the earth, the earth shook and trembled, cracks directly. The fragmentation spread, and the ice seal was also at this moment, and the layers shattered and collapsed, making this world return to normal.
This big sword is just the statue outside the ancient temple before.
At the moment when the great sword fell, the shock hit Meng Hao's body, causing Meng Hao to spout blood, his face pale, and the mastiff dragged him back.
At the same time, as Meng Hao retreated, the huge statue seemed to be resurrected. He slowly lowered his head in the air, and his gaze fell on Meng Hao. An indescribable pressure instantly enveloped Meng Hao's body. There was a feeling of cold, as if this gaze swept across the body, as if one could see through all the secrets of oneself.
Even at this moment, the arms in the mud of the earth are not stretching out, but retracting into the mud one after another, seeming to be extremely afraid of this statue, even the green fog skull in mid-air is now bowing its head, as if See the appearance of this statue.
The lightning and thunder in the sky, at this moment, came more intensely, all falling on the statue, as if the entire sky was about to shatter the statue at this moment.
The mastiff beside Meng Hao was trembling even more, lying down there, as if the existence of the statue was an irresistible life will for him.
"Arriving the endless years of Lei Jie, even in this battle, even if you know that I am not him, do you want to destroy my body and spirit... Get me away!" The right hand of the statue raised suddenly squeezed, and the sky was shaken. There was a loud noise, all the lightning at this moment, like the right hand of the statue became a black hole that swallowed everything, uncontrollably condensed like a tremor, and with that pinch, it collapsed directly into countless arcs in the roar. Lightning scattered.
The sky... At this moment, there was no lightning strike, but silence, the earth trembling, it was caused by the trembling of countless figures that existed in the silt.
The fog head in mid-air trembled the same, with its head lowered deeper.
The same is true with the Mastiff, as if the will of this statue is the supremacy that it can hardly fight against anyway.
"Daotai does not meet the inheritance requirements, you... are not qualified to obtain the inheritance of the blood immortal, I think you have gone through five formations, will not destroy your will, and you will not roll!" The statue looked at Meng Hao coldly, and the world boomed when he spoke. Hao spouted blood again, his body stepped back hundreds of feet, and a huge light door appeared behind him.
"And you..." The statue lowered his head, his eyes coldly falling on the trembling mastiff at that moment.
"Inferior blood, not even qualified to be swallowed, and worthy of fighting for the spirit." When the statue spoke lightly, the sword in his left hand was slowly raised, and it was about to cut to the shivering mastiff.
Meng Hao's eyes were red, and behind him was the Light Gate. Once you stepped into it, you could leave the sixth formation. But now that he saw this scene, his body stopped forcibly. The price was a click of his right leg and blood spurted out of his mouth.
"It doesn't matter if the younger generation loses the qualification to inherit, but please don't hurt it..."
Meng Hao’s voice came out. The mastiff’s body trembled and wanted to look back at Meng Hao, but the pressure from the statue seemed to have caused some ancient imprint in its body, making it trembling, unable to struggle, but Can make a whining sound.
The statue had a big sword and looked at Meng Hao.
"You have lost the qualification to leave here." When the statue spoke lightly, the light gate collapsed and shattered, and his sword swept away, not against the mastiff, but against Meng Hao.
With a bang, blood burst out of Meng Hao's whole body. His body was uncontrollable and went straight to the silt. As soon as it fell, a large number of arms stretched out around him, clutching his body firmly. Drag him into the mud.
Even at this moment, Meng Hao's cultivation was suppressed, unable to operate at all. He could only watch his body, being gradually dragged into the mud, bloodshot in his eyes, revealing unwillingness, and revealing a hideous look.
At the same time, the suppressed mastiff let out a sorrowful low growl. It trembled and suddenly raised its head. At this moment, the hill-like body seemed to explode something that it had never seen before. The aura, and the sound of a bang suddenly came out of its body, and its body was even more at this moment, and there was a sign of burning, which was the burning of blood and light. With the burning, its body directly doubled and transformed. It was ten feet in size, and broke through the coercion from the statue, broke through the ancient seal in the body, and even flew up suddenly, slammed straight to the silt with a roar, and walked toward Meng Hao, who had already fallen half of his body into it.
"You actually burned the blood spirit... The blood god is cold-blooded and has no emotions. You are an inferior blood son, and you are not worthy to give birth to spiritual wisdom." The statue said in a cold voice. Meng Hao, kill them together.
But suddenly, before the big sword fell, a struggle suddenly appeared in the statue's eyes. The appearance of this struggle caused him to halt, and the raised left-handed sword stopped in the air for a while, and did not fall.
"This damn blood-serving intent is still unwilling to dissipate. This old man is here to help your Lord fulfill his promise, so that his inheritance can be unbroken and can be obtained by others. Why do you want to resist!
There are no rules for inheritance here, you can be taken away by the old man, this is God's will! "The statue spoke gloomily, and the struggle in his eyes gradually weakened, as if he was about to suppress it.
At this moment, the whole body of the mastiff was burning with blood and light, rushing into the silt, and the blood shiningly spread out in the low roar, causing countless arms to become fly ash directly, and when the silt was sunken, the pale Meng Hao was exposed. With a mouthful of Meng Hao, his body suddenly flew up, and went straight to the half-opened gate of the ancient temple in front of him.
The mastiff is so fast that it has already given up everything. With Meng Haocha, he approached the door. Meng Hao opened his eyes and looked at the mastiff. He also saw the huge statue behind the mastiff. The struggling meaning gradually dissipated, and the big sword in his hand pierced directly into the mud of the earth. Suddenly, countless arms in the mud radiated magical light. Under the rapid spread, thousands of hands flew out at the same time and came straight to Meng Hao.
The mastiff looked at Meng Hao, with dismay in his eyes. When the thousands of arms behind him came, his body burned again, and the speed soared instantly. At the same time, he slammed Meng Hao towards the half-open stone gate, even too late. Just like when I was a child, I licked Meng Hao’s palm again, and immediately the blood was dim all over his body, his eyes showed weakness, and even his body exuded a moment of death, surrounded by thousands of big hands behind him. Go straight to the silt and drag it away.
It has a look of reluctance in its eyes, with a touch of recollection, as if thinking of the comfort when it was lying in the palm of its owner and being stroked by the owner's head, and the scenes with the owner since it has memories...
Meng Hao stared at all this in a daze. His body was pushed and hit the half-open door of light, covered by the light inside. The world in front of him was fragmented, cutting off the world and the mastiff in the picture. In the depths of Meng Hao's eyes, there was an eternal residue. The mastiff dog finally looked at him. The corner of Meng Hao's eyes shed blood and tears and the raging anger that had been ignited in his life.
In the world of the sixth formation, the eyes of the statue struggled to dissipate completely, his right hand slowly fell, and the palm of his hand was opened. At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
That figure, dressed in white, with a handsome face, surrounded by a blood dragon of ten feet, is exactly... the arrogant of the Li family, Li Daoyi!
He stood on the palm of the statue with a respectful look, knelt on one knee towards the statue, and bowed deeply.
"The younger generation pays homage to the ancestors."