The roaring sound whirled the entire Fangding world at this moment. As the thunder and lightning were walking around, the skin of cold in the air seemed to be taken aback, as if looking at the place of Meng Hao and others.
At this moment, Han Bei's voice came out.
"The little girl wants to use the method of blood, and I also ask Brother Meng and Xie Lang to help me with all their strength." During the words, Han Bei bit the tip of his tongue and spouted a mouthful of blood, whose blood instantly melted into the three-color winding silk in front of him. The moment was absorbed by it, making this red glow even better, as if there was a blood in it, following the silk thread, straight to the statue with a crack on the back.
After an instant of influx, the roar echoed again. At this moment, the entire body of the huge statue shook suddenly, and a lot of dust fell off. Meng Hao suddenly felt the cultivation level in his body. At this moment, directly Being sucked away by the silk thread in his hand, more spiritual consciousness is also in it, and he goes away along the silk thread.
His eyes flickered, and his expression did not show the slightest change. Xie Jie on the side had piercing eyes, grasping the silk thread in his hand, allowing his cultivation base and spiritual consciousness to flood into him. Sometimes when he looked at Meng Hao, his eyes flashed. The murderous intent of the past, but when he looked at Han Bei, it turned into a softness. He and Han Bei can be said to be childhood sweethearts. Although they were hostile when they were young, now I see Han Bei's figure unknowingly. In his heart.
At this moment, the roar became stronger and stronger, and Han Bei's face was pale in there. She is the leader of these three strands of power, and Meng Hao and Xie Jie are only assistants, and their cultivation power and spiritual consciousness, It wasn't the method of urging this statue, but it flooded into Han Bei to stimulate her bloodline power.
She wants to use her own blood to fuse the spirit of the ancestor statue, and then urge it. This method can only be done by her. Otherwise, if she does not have the blood, she will consume the spirit of the statue. The cultivation base is simply not something that Meng Hao and others can afford.
Time passed, and after more than ten breaths, the roaring sound shook the sky, and the statue half-kneeling there, at this moment, in the roaring vibration, unexpectedly... as if it came alive, the eyes gradually revealed light, and the body slowly... actually... There was a sign to stand up.
Han Bei's complexion became paler, but his eyes were bright, and he spouted a mouthful of blood again. As his blood poured into the statue, the whole body of the statue was shocked, as if the earth was shaking and the mountain was shaking. The huge statue... stood still. stand up!
His eyes showed dim light. After he stood up, an indescribable coercion instantly enveloped all directions. At this moment, his originally raised hands slowly lowered his left hand. This scene fell into Meng Hao's eyes and turned into a difficult one. The forgotten picture.
He took a deep breath and kept the cultivation base and spiritual sense flowing out. Han Bei's body was trembling. This time he was not pretending to be, but really trembling. His complexion was as pale as a dead person, but with attachment in his eyes, he sprayed again. Out of blood.
boom!
The huge statue stood up completely at this moment, and when the left hand was slowly falling, the index finger was extended. This huge index finger, as if condensed an indescribable force, toward the round tripod in the center of the nine statues below. , Drop directly.
As soon as the index finger of the left hand of this statue fell, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly shrank, shining strange lights.
"Lend me a trace of the strength of cultivation!" When Han Bei's voice came out in a hurry, Xie Jie repaired the body without hesitation, followed the silk thread in his hand, and instantly poured into it.
Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and some of them were sent out. Han Bei's complexion was reddish, and it seemed to have recovered some blood, but it quickly turned into another spurt of blood, which made the statue even stronger, and the left hand that fell down. The index finger, the speed is faster, seeing that it goes straight to the center of the round tripod, as if to open the tripod!
But at this moment, the left index finger of the statue suddenly changed its direction. It was no longer rushing towards Yuanding, but towards Xie Jie, and the speed was so fast that Xie Jie was just taken aback. His complexion changed instantly.
"Han Bei, what are you going to do!" Xie Jie violently loosened the silk in his hand, his eyes showed horror and intense horror, and his body was about to retreat. Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and when he opened his mouth, a ray of thunder mist flew out and blocked it. Behind Xie Jie, the roar echoed, Xie Jie's body couldn't help but pause, his voice was still echoing, and the huge statue finger pressed onto Xie Jie's body at an indescribable speed.
With just a light touch, Xie Jie's whole body directly exploded with a bang, and his Taoist platform collapsed and shattered at this instant, and all the signs of life, at this instant, seemed to have been erased.
There was no screaming, only Xie Jie's roar before his death was still revolving. At this moment, with his death, a strand of orange silk flew from his shattered body and merged into the fingers of this statue.
At the same time, Xie Jie’s storage bag also flew, and went straight to Han Bei. When she was grasped in her hand, she immediately took out a black vial inside. After being crushed by her, the vial flew out. A wisp of phantom, the appearance of this phantom, was exactly the same as Han Bei, and was quickly sucked into the seven orifices by Han Bei.
All this is a long story, but in fact it is just a few breaths. Meng Hao witnessed all this with his own eyes, but his expression did not change at all, as if he had known it for a long time, his face was expressionless, only his eyes flashed slightly.
"Thank you Brother Meng for your help." Han Bei smiled sweetly and bowed to Meng Hao.
"Han Dao's friendly means, just kill your Xie Lang." Meng Hao said lightly. He was not surprised, because when he got the purple compass given by Han Bei before, even though there was no Han Bei's brand in it. , But there is a sentence from Han Bei.
In those words, Han Bei bluntly said that he wanted to kill Xie Jie and asked Meng Hao for help. That's why Meng Hao gave Han Bei a meaningful look at that time.
"Qingluo Zong arrested my tribe back then. It seemed that the treatment was good, but in reality it was like raising livestock. This Xie Jie was even more embarrassed. He was very hostile to me since he was a child. Now that he is an adult, he has even more thoughts on me. I naturally want to kill him.
Don't kill this person. Everything I'm waiting for this time will belong to the Qingluo Sect. Once this person dies, there are only you and me here, so I don't worry about being divided. "Han Bei smiled and looked at Meng Hao.
"Brother Meng has a great mind, and the younger sister dare not deceive. Therefore, there was a compass recording before. Brother Meng can rest assured that what the younger sister promised will be done. You and I share the tempering of the years here, and we will definitely enjoy it next time. I won’t let Brother Meng take action again.” Han Bei said, her expression was very sincere, but in fact she also sighed inside. Quietly avoiding all calculations.
Even countermeasures have appeared many times. Until now, everyone else has fallen, but he is still here. This incident made Han Bei fearful and admired at the same time. You must know that if there is a mistake in this way, I am afraid that it is now in front of him. This Meng Hao is already dead.
At this moment, he was subconsciously unwilling to provoke Meng Hao too much, so the sincerity in these words was indeed a manifestation of his heart.
Meng Hao looked calm, did not speak, just nodded, but outside of his body, there was thunder fog appearing. If Han Bei did anything wrong, Meng Hao would do his best to disperse the thunder fog and attract countless thunders here. Come, the fish die but the net doesn't break.
Han Bei took a deep breath. Seeing that Meng Hao was like this, the last thought in her heart was dispelled. She finally came here, all the way to calculate, at this moment, she really does not want to have an accident, so when she pinches with her hands, she points to the statue at this moment. Shocked, the index finger of his left hand slowly lifted, and one finger went straight to Yuanding.
When it fell instantly, the entire Fangding world shook violently, and the Yuanding was even more shocked. As the top cover slowly tilted, a purple breath burst out instantly. Within this breath, Meng Hao immediately saw three frivolities. The jade page floats inside, seeming to fly out of the cauldron with the purple qi, but it is obviously a little worse, as if it can be sucked back at any time.
There was a strong light in Han Bei's eyes. He took a deep breath and patted the storage bag with his right hand. He immediately took out a skull-sized clay pot from the storage bag.
When lifted high, the clay pot flew out directly, turning into a Changhong and rushing towards the round tripod. After approaching, the pot broke and exploded, spraying a large amount of broken ash inside.
Even more in these fragments of ashes, it seems that there are more than ten phantoms faintly visible. They are male and female, and they are of different ages, but everyone has some similarities, as if they are all of the same blood.
This is not broken ashes. These are the dead people of the Han family in the past. Before they died, the ashes of life formed by incinerating themselves, spread out at this moment, and more than a dozen figures bowed to Yuanding.
"With Han Zu's blood, the ancient contract is resolved, this vein remains, please return to the ancestor..." In the words, their figures all rushed into the purple qi.
At the same time, the statue of the ancestors of the Han family turned their fingers into palms, pressing towards the realization of the tripod dream.
At the moment of rushing into this purple gas, at the moment when the palm was pressed, Yuanding vibrated, and the earth was shaking again with a loud roar. In this loud noise, more than ten figures in the ashes of life all burned, the ancestor of the Han family The statue of's body was shocked, shattered from the footsteps, and collapsed to pieces in the blink of an eye.
So that from now on, the statue here is no longer nine, but eternally becomes eight!
Han Bei’s body was hit by an invisible force. When she backed a few steps, blood was sprayed again, but when she stepped back, a purple light flashed out of the collapsed statue. It was in Han Bei’s Excited and looking forward to it, Meng Hao saw with his own eyes that there seemed to be a villain in the purple light sleeping, and at this moment he went straight to Han Bei, not in the center of his eyebrows.
"She is for this!" Meng Hao's eyes narrowed.
At this moment, at the expense of the fragmentation of the statue and the disappearance of more than a dozen Han family figures, the three jade pages in the purple gas broke away from the round tripod in an instant, and flew out in an instant, but just as they flew out, There seemed to be a sigh from inside the round tripod.
As the sigh spread, one of the three jade pages suddenly stopped, and the rewind was sucked back into the round tripod again, but the remaining two rushed out quickly.