The moment the red-haired old man looked at Meng Hao, his mind buzzed, and a strong crisis broke out in his mind instantly, and there seemed to be a voice hurriedly roaring in his mind.
The feeling of danger caused the red-haired old man to shake his body. He actually had the illusion of facing the Seventh Mountain Sea Lord, the same seemingly calm, but under that calm, there was a shocking terror.
The red-haired old man contracted his eyes and raised his right hand in silence with a wave.
"Scatter!"
After a word of exit, the hundreds of thousands of seventh mountain and sea monks around him were taken aback, and they dispersed in silence, causing a road to appear in front of Meng Hao.
"Let you disperse!" The red-haired old man frowned and roared, roaring like thunder in the ears of these hundreds of thousands of monks. When the roar of mind, these monks subconsciously spread out immediately, from where the crack is. Area, scattered around.
At the words of the red-haired old man, the three realms beside him frowned.
"Chi Ancestor, this is not right." The seventh mountain and sea power of Dao Master Realm beside the old man with red hair slowly spoke.
"Shut up, I don't need you to do things." The red-haired old man yelled, glared at the Taoist who was opening, and frowned when he looked at the monks around him.
"Disperse again, leave this place for thousands of miles. Without the permission of the old man, you can't step into the range of ten thousand miles at all. Right away!" When the red-haired old man's voice came out again, the hundreds of thousands of cultivators around suddenly buzzed and frowned. They felt Not out of Meng Hao's horror, but he had to listen to the red-haired old man's orders.
Suddenly, these hundreds of thousands of cultivators spread out again, galloping around, flying away thousands of miles away, and soon, there was silence within thousands of miles, and under the cracks, there were only four old men with red hair.
The red-haired old man stared at Meng Hao and slowly stood up.
Facing the strength of the red-haired old man, the Taoist who had spoken before gave a cold snort, a vicious flash in his eyes, but at this moment he was not in the mood to quarrel with the red-haired old man. He looked at Meng Hao, his pupils slightly shrank. , Like the red-haired old man, he could also feel the terror fluctuations in Meng Hao's body.
There are also the two seventh mountain and sea monks in the first source realm. At this moment, they all have a solemn expression. When the red-haired old man stands up, they immediately stand up, their cultivation bases are concentrated, there are magical connotations, and the light of magical treasures is looming, like coming. Arch enemy.
Meng Hao's expression was calm, and he glanced at the red-haired old man. This person's act of letting the hundreds of thousands of cultivators disperse complied with Meng Hao's words and gained a touch of favor from Meng Hao.
It can also be seen that this red-haired old man has a kind heart, and knows that facing a strong man of Meng Hao's level, the number of cultivators does not have much effect.
Even if those hundreds of thousands of people stay, the final result must be death and escape. On the contrary, it is not as good as it is now, and the strength can be preserved.
"Who is your excellency." The red-haired old man stared at Meng Hao, vigilant in his heart, and said in a deep voice.
"Meng Hao." Meng Hao said calmly. He wanted to go forward, and as he approached, immediately in front of him, the formations and restrictions that existed here immediately roared, flashing bright light, and were completely opened.
But at the moment it was turned on, there was a roaring sound, and those restrictions immediately collapsed one by one, and those formations all exploded under the flicker.
Meng Hao walked all the way, and the formation here was restricted and roared all the way.
It seems that in Meng Hao, his coercion, his aura, has already turned into substance, directly crushing all the existence that is blocking him, destroying and rotten, and roaring to the sky.
This scene caused the red-haired old man's complexion to change again, and the Taoist beside him suddenly shrank his eyes, and the other two One Source Taoist realms trembled uncontrollably in their hearts.
All this is slow to say, but in fact it only happened instantaneously, until there was a loud and earth-shattering roar, and a brilliant light appeared outside the crack. This light suddenly spread, almost illuminating the starry sky, like an instant The Fanghua suddenly disappeared.
Only the remaining ripples spread towards the surrounding rumblings, pushing far, covering thousands of miles... The formation here... At this moment, all, collapse!
The hundreds of thousands of cultivators outside the periphery of thousands of miles immediately noticed this scene, and their hearts were shocked, and their expressions were shocked, especially the strong ancient realm inside. Even though they left here, their divine consciousness had already dispersed to observe the battlefield, watching. When Meng Hao just walked a few steps, his own coercion forced the formation to collapse, their minds had already set off a stormy sea.
"This... what kind of cultivation is this!!"
"Tao realm, and not an ordinary realm!" When everyone was shocked, the four Red-haired ancestors also gave a chuckle in their hearts.
The loud noise reverberated and was deafening. As the surrounding light faded, Meng Hao's figure calmly walked to the front of the four red-haired old men a hundred meters away.
Without pausing, step by step, walking slowly, Meng Hao’s eyes were not looking at the four red-haired old men, but the cracks in the starry sky that were forcibly torn apart, and inside the cracks, supporting the cracks. The huge fierce beast opened.
This fierce beast is no longer what it used to be when it used to support the crack, but now it has become vegetation, entangled on both sides of the crack, making the crack unable to gather and heal.
Meng Hao could feel that in this crack, there was a group of amazing vitality, slowly approaching, getting closer and closer, it seemed that it would not take long before he could walk out of this crack and step into the eighth sea of mountains.
As Meng Hao approached, his footsteps fell every step of the way, seemingly as usual, but in the hearts of the four red-haired old men, there was a shocking roar.
The coercion became more and more terrifying, and the roar became more and more monstrous. After a few steps, the two Yiyuan Dao realms were pale, with blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths, their expressions were terrified, and their bodies stepped back uncontrollably.
Then the Taoist master also backed away, and then the red-haired old man backed back likewise.
They couldn't help but retreat, Meng Hao's approach, felt to them, like a huge grinding disc, coming with a bang. If they don't retreat, they will be directly crushed by this grinding disc, and their bodies will be shattered.
boom!
Meng Hao walked slowly, and the four red-haired old men stepped back again. This time, blood spilled from the corners of the Lord’s mouth. When Meng Haokao approached them by nearly fifty feet, the pressure from Meng Hao was on them. For the four of them, the horror had reached the extreme, surpassing Tianwei.
The two Yiyuan Dao states already made a creaking sound, as if the physical body was about to collapse. The Dao Master's complexion was purplish red, and the blood flow all over his body was struggling.
Even the red-haired old man was trembling and felt the shadow of death.
Their mouths gradually let out a low growl, and their eyes slowly revealed madness. They clearly understood that under this coercion, if they and others no longer resist and struggle, they will completely lose their shots. Qualifications, as long as Meng Hao takes a few steps, they will be crushed by this coercion!
The red-haired old man yelled to the sky, his body's cultivation base revolved, and when it burst out, his body turned into a long rainbow, and went straight to Meng Hao. When he pinched the formula with both hands, the pupils in his eyes immediately showed a strange glow, unexpectedly Distorted the nothingness in front of him, and the black cow beside him was also roaring up to the sky, and when he bowed his head, with its horns, it blasted towards Meng Hao.
Imposing like a rainbow!
At this moment, the red-haired old man's cultivation base all exploded, and even when he waved his hand, his body, the power of the origin also followed. The four origins caused wind, rain, thunder and lightning to appear around him!
The wind is the squally wind, the rain is the water source, the thunder is the roar, and the electricity is the light. Together, they form a pattern of formations, shaking the earth and the earth.
The old man with red hair doesn’t do anything. It’s his strongest way to do it. In addition, his hair spreads instantly, forming a sea of red hair, covering all directions in the blink of an eye. There is a red mist on this red. The hair spread out, forming a blood mist. This is exactly what the red-haired old man is groping. Although the fifth origin, although it has not been completed, as soon as it appears at this moment, his other origins are immediately powerful.
Behind him, the Taoist master was also mad, and the magical powers filled the pinch, turned into a light and shadow, and killed Meng Hao. The speed of this light was extremely fast, and it seemed to be able to divide the starry sky. The ghost of a sword appeared.
There are so many, at first glance, there are tens of thousands!
The evil spirit was so strong that it was earth-shattering, and even behind every sword shadow, there was a twisted soul, driving the sword shadow, as if it was not one person who killed Meng Hao at this moment, but tens of thousands of sword repairs.
In the end, it was the two First Source Dao realms. They had a limited cultivation base, and under Meng Hao's coercion, they paid a greater price. When the blood spurted, their eyes were red, and they gritted their teeth. There is only one source of the two, but Complement each other and form a yin and yang diagram.
Meng Hao looked at the four people coldly, raised his right foot, and stepped forward to fall. This step directly spanned several tens of feet, and when he appeared, he was in front of the four.
After a step fell, the starry sky roared, and a shocking force broke out from Meng Hao's body. As he raised his right hand with a wave, it hit the black bull horn that came first, and immediately the black bull roared and his body collapsed. , With the collapse, the original way of the red-haired old man was also at this moment, when Meng Hao waved his right hand, it seemed to be erased in an instant, and his body was also directly rolled by Meng Hao's sleeves after a spurt of blood. fly.
When he turned around, Meng Hao let out a cold snort. The sound of this cold snort was overwhelming. All of the tens of thousands of sword shadows that were coming in an instant were shattered. The sword monk, blood spurted out, and his body slammed, and his whole body was almost gone. Meng Hao gave a cold snort and blasted back.
And the two Yiyuan Dao realms were even more unbearable. Meng Hao glanced at it, his eyes were like swords, the yin and yang pictures in front of the two were shattered, blood spurted out, screamed screaming, and galloped back.
"I think you don't have alien totems, don't kill you." Meng Hao spoke lightly and stood in front of the crack. Around him, the four red-haired old men were shocked and trembling. When they looked at Meng Hao, their hearts rose deep Infinite awe.
No longer paying attention to these four people, Meng Hao looked at the crack, his eyes flashed, and sat down cross-legged.
"I'll wait for you to come." He calmly spoke, and his voice passed into the crack. The answer to him was a cry from the crack, a cold hum from afar.