This punch blasted the extreme of the ghost. Although he was not focused on strength, at that extreme speed, Meng Hao could see at a glance that the previous million figures were actually blasted by the other party at the same time. Tens of thousands of punches created an illusion of sight.
Meng Hao's heart was shocked. With this punch, he could fight against it, but if there was the young man in black around him, facing ghosts and demons at the same time, Meng Hao would be dangerous here.
At the moment when this fist fell, Meng Hao roared, his whole body cultivation erupted, resisting with all his strength, and roaring, he spewed blood, his body had just been thrown out, and the black-clothed youth approached, magical powers, and blasted Meng Hao.
Meng Hao looked ugly here, blood spurted out again, too late to change this passive situation, the middle-aged man came with a punch since then.
Under the interaction of the devil and the ghost, Meng Hao retreated steadily, disheveled, and was extremely embarrassed. In this continuous retreat, it seemed that the defeat had come completely.
Obviously, it was not Luo Tian's idea to let Meng Hao fail. He not only wanted Meng Hao to fail, but also swallowed Meng Hao to complete his Nirvana plan that he has not given up until now.
During the roar, the ghost image and the demon image were both blasting and killing Meng Hao's Demon Venerable Shadow, as if to completely shatter it.
At this moment, a cold snort came out, and the middle-aged man's eyes were filled with murderous intent. When his hands were raised, the gate of the ghost world immediately came again, and the big black hand inside, with madness and killing, blasted out. , Went straight to Meng Hao and grabbed it.
At the same time, the black-clothed young man not far away suddenly shook, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the black Wenluo on his face took up almost all of it. He raised his hands suddenly, and immediately behind him, a five-finger mountain appeared suddenly, under that mountain. , There is also a tribe, a bloody moon appeared in the midair above the tribe and the mountain!
An earth-shattering breath erupted from this illusory scene, forming a force of extinction, such as taking the entire world, directly shrouded toward Meng Hao, and merged with the door of the middle-aged man’s ghost world, and changed The starry sky around has changed everything.
Meng Hao had imagined the difficulty of fighting Luo Tian's body, but he did not expect that this battle was actually such a situation. Until now, Luo Tian has not really appeared, only the eighth change has appeared.
At the same time, Meng Hao had to separate some of his minds and be wary of the... God who had obviously not yet appeared!
In the roar, facing this ghost and the demon's cooperation, Meng Hao suddenly discovered that the world around him had disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a savage world.
As if back in ancient times, there was a palm-like mountain in the distance, a tribe under the mountain, and a blood moon in the sky. At the same time, there was a gate between the heaven and the earth, and countless ghosts were roaring out from this gate.
They formed a big black hand in the sky, and they came to Meng Hao's place and grabbed it suddenly. At the same time, the bloody moon was blurred. It actually broke up at this moment and turned into countless blood-colored bats, making a sharp sound. Ben Menghao.
All this is not over yet, the surrounding world is distorted, as if the whole world is enemy of Meng Hao, in this distortion, it is shrinking constantly, as if to crush Meng Hao here.
The mountain fell, countless figures appeared in the tribe, rushing to kill Meng Hao, the grass and trees here, everything, at this moment, became a means of killing, a blade of life!
Meng Hao was silent, his eyes flashed red, and suddenly he laughed. The laughter was strange and the expression on his face changed unpredictably, sometimes domineering, sometimes hideous, sometimes righteous, sometimes evil.
He raised his right hand sharply and let out a low growl.
"Parrot!"
As soon as the words came out, a sharp sound suddenly came from him, the parrot flew out, and the bronze mirror turned out behind him. You can see that there is actually a bead on the bronze mirror.
It was the beads Dong Hu gave to Meng Hao before his death, which merged with the bronze mirror, which made the power of the bronze mirror soar.
With the appearance of the parrot, the bronze mirror immediately melted and wrapped Meng Hao's right hand in the blink of an eye, covering his whole body, directly forming a battle armor, especially his right hand. The black soldier came out viciously, which was more than three feet long. ,shocking.
While the red cloak was flying, Meng Hao's whole body cultivation base broke out frantically. With the blessing of the bronze mirror, his cultivation base, his flesh color, and his spirit all rose to the sky.
"Ghosts and demons, so what!" Meng Hao raised his head, his body suddenly lifted into the air, and the soldiers in his hand waved and raised directly. There was a red light in his eyes, his expression changed, and his laughter was full of Stock dominance is boundless.
"Give it to me, cut it!" Meng Hao shouted, raised his left hand, and held the soldier with his right hand, holding both hands high, toward the world in front of him, fierce...
This cut, a huge crack, was rumbled open, this crack penetrated the world, tore the ghost hands that came, tore the blood-colored sky, tore the countless blood-colored bats, and tore away from The many figures that appeared in the tribe even tore apart the Five Finger Mountain, tore the earth, and tore everything apart.
Boom boom boom!
Under this slash, the whole world was completely torn in half, completely shattered, and directly collapsed. After being torn apart, everything in front of Meng Hao's eyes dissipated, and what was once again reflected in his eyes was the vast outside. The broken starry sky is the dust of countless ruins, it is the middle-aged man as a ghost, spouting blood and retreating figure, it is the black-clothed young man with sharp meaning in his eyes, but the same blood spurted out and had to be Meng Hao's imposing body here is pushing back!
At this moment, Meng Hao's aura changed the heavens and the earth, and the starry sky trembled, making Luo Tian also frightened.
Wearing a hideous armor, the soldiers in his hand trembled slightly, and Meng Hao was short of breath. In the starry sky, every breath he took made the starry sky shrink. He raised his head and swept around.
"The last god of the eighth change, when are you going to hide?" Meng Hao waved his soldiers, his voice was hoarse, with the intention of letting go, booming and resounding.
Almost at the moment when his voice came out, a cold hum, with endless coldness, suddenly spread from all around him. Almost at the same time when the sound appeared, a figure, like lightning from a distance, approached in an instant.
The figure's eyebrows were revolving astonishingly, and he was dressed in ice cold, dressed in a white robe, and had white hair wagging. The indifference revealed ruthlessness, and even more monstrous evil aura broke out on his body.
It was the statue on the Immortal God Continent that Meng Hao had seen before, and it was also the same figure he had encountered before!
The only difference is that Meng Hao knew that the god, devil, or ghost were not themselves, but a puppet created by Luo Tian from memory.
Seeing the arrival of the opponent, Meng Hao laughed up to the sky, the battle intent in his eyes suddenly doubled.