Meng Hao's complexion changed, and his cultivation base immediately revolved. At this moment, the three perfect Taoist platforms in his body burst out with strong cultivation strength, and when he revolved his whole body, he resisted the strong aspiration from the roar of the earth.
On the contrary, it was Xu Qing who was not affected at all. When he looked at Meng Hao at the moment, his expression was anxious and worried.
The roar echoed the world. This moment is not just like Meng Hao here, but in the entire blessed land, all the existing foundation building and loose cultivators are all shaken, no matter what they are doing, they immediately meditate quickly and cross-legged without hesitation. .
But still one after another, the body of Zhuji Sanxiu burst open, and the flesh and blood was splashed, but their Taoist platform was extremely complete, being dragged by the suction, they went straight to the place where the roaring sound came from the distance and was quickly caught Ingest away.
The place where the roar came from was originally a mountain range, but now it was flattened by people with great magic power, causing a depression in the place, and in that depression, there was a black stone platform.
It seems that, like a pagoda that has not yet been built, three floors have appeared at this moment. As the monks’ platforms were forcibly sucked in from all directions, they fell into the black platform pagoda. The pagoda, visible to the naked eye, actually appeared. The fourth floor!
It wasn't until the fourth layer was completely solidified that this suction gradually weakened, and when it dissipated, there were more than 20 casual cultivators in the entire blessed land, and they had already died.
The horror formed in this scene instantly caused all the casual cultivators here to panic, but this place was like a prison, no matter how they looked for it, they couldn't find the exit.
As for the area where suction and roar came from, it was surrounded by a thousand disciples of Luo Zong at this moment, sitting cross-legged around, constantly chanting all kinds of strange scriptures, and even as time passed, there were previous transmissions. When entering here, the scattered disciples of Qingluo Sect kept coming.
Meng Hao opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He looked at the direction of the roar and suction. The road in his body gradually stabilized. After all, he is perfect for building the foundation, and the road is also perfect. Therefore, this suction powers him. In terms of, although not small, it is still far from shaking.
"There is a gathering place for the disciples of the Qingluo Sect. Before entering, the disciples of the Qingluo Sect knew that they should gather there as soon as possible after entering this place.
There, I recite a passage of Scripture, and I don’t know the reason. "Xu Qing said anxiously when he saw Meng Hao's face a little pale.
"I know one exit from this place. After all, this counts as this one. I have been here twice. I will take you there. You must leave as soon as possible. You can't stay here too much."
Meng Hao didn't speak, stood up and looked in the direction of the suction, and shook his head after a long while.
"This suction has little effect on me, I have a way to leave here, but you..." Meng Hao looked back at Senior Sister Xu.
"It's fine if the suction doesn't appear here. Once it appears, I'm afraid that all the foundation building and casual cultivators will know the weirdness, and they will definitely look for the Qingluo Sect disciples to find out by all means.
As for the exit, since you know it, everyone else knows it, those old guys in Qingluo Sect will not make this mistake. "
"I haven't seen it for a long time. I thought we could spend more time alone, but now it's not enough. I will send you to the gathering place of Qingluo Sect. You are relatively safer there." Meng Hao looked at Xu Qing. , Looking at the elder sister in this memory, spoke softly.
"Do you really have a way to leave?" Xu Qing asked seriously.
"Really." Meng Hao replied seriously.
Xu Qing was silent, looking at Meng Hao, wanting to say something more, but Meng Hao had already stepped forward, took Senior Sister Xu's soft waist, flew directly with her body, and whizzed into the distance.
The strong wind blew, but was blocked by the strength of Meng Hao's body, so that Senior Sister Xu didn't feel the slightest. She was held by Meng Hao like this, and her cheeks became red again.
The green silk wrapped around Meng Hao’s face, with the fragrance of a woman, which is unforgettable. Xu Qing did not speak all the way. Even if she was a former senior sister, now Meng Hao has shown that she is no longer a young girl in front of her. As weak as a junior, he is already a foundation-building cultivator, able to kill Zhao Shanhe, and obviously his experience in the past few years is unusual.
When Youxiang entered Meng Hao's nose, the aura on his body also fell into Xu Qing's heart. That aura made her feel safe and at home.
She suddenly thought of Meng Hao, who was still a scholar on Daqingshan, being held by herself like this, and taken from Daqingshan to the patron mountain sect.
Thinking of this, Xu Qing seemed to have a smile in her eyes. When she raised her head, she looked at Meng Hao's profile, just looking at it, as if time was slowing down.
She didn't know if it was love, but felt that at this moment, it was very peaceful, and Meng Hao was just like her own brother.
"You've grown up." Xu Qing didn't know why he said such a sentence suddenly.
This sentence caused Meng Hao's flight to stop. When he lowered his head, he couldn't smile. He looked at Senior Sister Xu, who was pretending to be cold at this moment and pretending to be okay.
"It seems you are a few years older than me..." Meng Hao coughed dryly.
"I'm five years older, I'm your senior sister!" Xu Qing said seriously.
"It's not a big deal..." Meng Hao smiled and said, seeing Xu Qing's eyes widening, he said again.
"Well, well, I didn't say that you are not a senior sister."
Time passed, that is, the effort of a stick of incense. Suddenly, in front of the two, there were seven or eight changhongs whizzing past, but before they could fly far, they stopped one by one, and their eyes fell instantly. On Meng Hao and Xu Qing.
"Ning Qi cultivation base... This woman is a disciple of the Qingluo Sect!"
"It must be, I finally found a disciple of the Qingluo Sect!" The seven or eight monks were all in the early stage of foundation building, and each of them showed fierce gleams. They all looked away from Xu Qing and looked at Meng Hao.
"Friends, no matter what news you get from this woman, you can leave it alone, but this woman, we want it." Among the seven or eight, a middle-aged man in a blue robe looked at Meng Hao coldly. , Speaking flatly, if Meng Hao disagrees, he will make a move.
The people next to him also had bad eyesight, and the suction that had just appeared made them tremble. At this moment, they were eager to find the person who was alone in the Qingluo Sect and asked for the answer.
Now that I see it, I can't let it go.
Xu Qing breathed slightly, and subconsciously grabbed Meng Hao's clothes. To her, the seven or eight people in front of her were all high-ranking foundation-building monks. With her cultivation base, even one of them could not resist.
"Get out!" Meng Hao said flatly, without stopping at all, and went straight to the seven or eight people. Xu Qing became even more nervous. Although she saw Meng Hao's attack on Zhao Shanhe, the other party is still seven or eight. People can't help but worry.
The middle-aged blue robe smiled suddenly when he heard Meng Hao’s words, but his eyes showed murderous intent. In his opinion, Meng Hao was the same as himself in the early stage of foundation building, but there are a total of eight people here, and the other party only has one. This In World War I, there was no need to fight at all, but the opponent actually dared to speak wild words.
Not only did he laugh, but the other seven people beside him also sneered one by one, feeling that Meng Hao was not ashamed of his words.
But just as the middle-aged blue-robed middle-aged raised his right hand to pinch the tactics, and the seven people beside him took out the magic weapon, Meng Hao opened and vomited, and the thunder mist burst out at such a fast speed. Before the eight people could react, they were instantly shrouded in thunder fog. At the same time, the earth exploded on the ground, and more than a dozen dark red vine branches whizzed up with a ferocious meaning and directly rushed into the thunder fog.
Suddenly, a screaming scream came out of the fog, the sound was extremely harsh, like the last sound before death, Meng Hao's expression was as usual, and he hugged Xu Qing, who was pale, without a pause. After flying directly, The mist rolled in several storage bags, and when Meng Hao took it away, the canes had all burrowed into the ground, but the seven or eight cultivators were nowhere to be seen.
This scene was clean and neat, and Meng Hao didn't care about it, but Xu Qing took a deep breath. She suddenly discovered that Meng Hao in front of her had grown to an extent that she couldn't believe it.
Meng Hao's speed is fast, and he is getting closer and closer to the direction from which the roar and suction are coming. Along the way, he met either alone, or in groups of more than ten foundation-building monks, all of whom were in the early stage of foundation-building. No one can stop his footsteps.
Until it was not too far away from the gathering place of the Qingluo Sect, behind Meng Hao, two changhongs roared, and the cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation construction spread even more. Along the way, a Changhong also flew at this moment, and there was an old man in the Changhong. This old man was the monk who entered the Qingluo Sect with Meng Hao that day in the late stage of foundation building.
This person stood hundreds of feet away in front of Meng Hao, his eyes indifferent, and fell on Xu Qing.
"This friend of Meng Dao, this old man is only a member of the Qingluo Sect. I have been waiting for a long time, this woman, you have to give it to me." When the old man said the words, the two casual cultivators behind Meng Hao in the middle of the foundation construction, also Both quickly approached, forming a tendency to encircle Meng Hao and Xu Qing.
These two mid-foundation stages were both middle-aged, with poor eyesight, with a touch of cold light, and a lot of evil spirits on their bodies, and they were obviously fierce generations.
"What do you want to know, I can tell you." Meng Hao spoke lightly. Xu Qing in his arms was pale. If Meng Hao hadn't been there, she would have been forced to build her. Ji Sanxiu stopped, even along the way, she had already seen a few disciples of the Qingluo Sect who had not had time to regroup, and the group of foundation-building Sanxiu used various methods to ask for answers.
But after all, casual cultivator is casual cultivator. Even if you ask something, you will never tell others easily. After all, the more you know here, the better your chances of saving your life. If you know all of them, there is not much difference. , Is tantamount to living together and dying together.
"The old man does not have the habit of listening to other people's notifications, but only believes in the answers he has obtained with his own hands." The old man calmly said, and the cultivation base of the later stage of foundation construction slowly dissipated at this moment, forming coercion and covering Meng Hao's body.