Escape is not the first choice that comes to mind!
Even if you escape, you have to make the other party pay the price!
Meng Hao has such a character, so clearly he saw that there was a pill cultivator fighting in the distance, but his choice was still... Kill!
Almost as soon as the people in black were approaching, Meng Hao's expression showed a chill, his right hand was raised, and he swung forward. Under this wave, no spells appeared, only a breeze blew.
But this wind was the wind rushed by dozens of people in black. They met in mid-air and formed a force of convection. This force of nature was captured by Meng Hao the moment it appeared. Two wooden swords penetrated the corpses of the two monks on their foreheads, and they swelled strangely in an instant.
The speed of this expansion is so fast that in the blink of an eye, there is a roar that shook the sky.
Boom!
With the appearance of the sound, the two corpses collapsed and exploded at the same time, their blood had become black, with a smell of stench, and as it exploded, blood was splashed.
Even at this moment when blood splattered, there was a screaming scream. The seven or eight people in black who were closest to the corpse exploded. They were stained with the most black blood, and the screams came from their mouths. Outgoing.
This blood is poisonous!
As the master furnace alchemist, Meng Hao devoted himself to the study of Poison Dao. Those two wooden swords had long been contaminated with the poison that he had deployed when he was in the Purple Yunzong.
This poison is hemolytic, absorbs dead energy and becomes more poisonous. It will boil when hit by air currents, causing the corpse to collapse.
The appearance of this scene shocked the other people in black, but after that, the earth trembled slightly, and rattans rose up like torn the earth, and the purple and black rattans whizzed out, and separated between the swaying. More than a dozen branches rushed to everyone.
All of this happened in an instant. At this moment, the screams were still reverberating, and the ground was killing indiscriminately. Meng Hao's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his body took a step forward in this instant.
With a stroke of the right thumb on the index finger, when the blood overflowed, the bloody finger that had not been shown for a long time came again to the Southern Territory. The six perfect platforms in Meng Hao's body exuded purple light. In these days, nearly 80% has gradually been opened.
The invincible power of foundation building spread across Meng Hao, a crazy crush, descended on all directions. Even if these people in black had built the foundation to perfection, but at this moment, their platform trembled and their minds Amazed, their complexion changed drastically, and the horror in Meng Hao's place exceeded their imagination.
They never expected that this stranger who inadvertently broke into their setting, seemed to be weak in scholarship, but was actually a murderer!
Meng Hao hasn't shot for five years, and shot will kill. His right index finger usually falls on the mask of a black man, and directly penetrates and points on his forehead. The power of perfect foundation erupts and turns into a terror that destroys everything. The power poured into the body of the black-clothed man, directly collapsing his Dao, Taiwan, Consciousness and the Sea, destroying his will, and dying of Qi.
Holding the corpse of the man in black in front of him, Meng Hao's face was cold, and he took a step before, and another man in black appeared in an instant. He pressed the corpse forward, the roar spread, the corpse collapsed, and the black blood spread, causing that The black-clothed man's complexion changed but there was no time to dodge it, and the black blood instantly overwhelmed him, leaving only a screaming scream that echoed in all directions, Meng Hao had already walked to the next black-clothed man.
As Meng Hao’s ghostly figure approached, the expression of the face under the mask of the man in black in front of him changed drastically. He bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, and turned into a blood mist when the blood was sprayed. Hao moments, because around Meng Hao, there are still three men in black coming with magic weapons at this moment.
Meng Hao let out a cold snort, and this cold snort immediately resounded like thunder, blasting into the hearts of the four people, causing the three people who rushed to halt in their footsteps, causing the brains of the black-clothed man who threw the blood mist to buzz.
At this moment, Meng Hao approached, his right knee raised, and hit the blood fog, the fog collapsed directly, his knees penetrated, and as his body jumped, he hit the black clothes directly. Meng Hao's right hand was already twisted on the neck of the man in black when the sound of creaking bones came out of the person's chest.
When he turned around, he opened his mouth and spit lightly. The thunder fog blasted out and spread out in all directions, and screams came out. After a few breaths, when Meng Hao walked out of the thunder fog, the three men who besieged him had become corpses. The big eyes showed horror, it seemed that until they died, they didn't understand why this alchemist... was even stronger than their evil spirits.
Twenty-seven men in black. In a short period of time, only eleven were left. All of them were shocked. At this moment, they stepped back hurriedly, as if they were not a monk, Meng Hao, but a thousand army. Ten thousand horses are average.
Meng Hao’s hair was windless and spontaneous. There were more than a dozen rattans swaying around him, extremely strange. He stood there, and the smell of blood contained in the pill fragrance, that cold face, with cold eyes, at this moment , Shook the minds of all the people in black.
"Who are you!" Someone among the men in black immediately trembled, asking what Meng Hao should have asked.
Meng Hao did not speak. His clothes fluttered at this moment. It was because of the wind blowing. The wind at this moment was from the north, whizzing past, as if to blow away the bloody place. It was almost at the moment when the north wind blew, Meng Hao’s. Lifting his right hand, a piece of red powder appeared in the palm of his hand.
These powders swayed with the wind, and when they dispersed, the complexions of the people in black changed drastically. They thought of the severe poison before.
Without any hesitation, these eleven people all backed, but just as they backed, Meng Hao pinched his right hand and pointed forward, and a small ball of fire flew out and fell into the void. The color became green in an instant, and the fireball suddenly spread at the moment the color changed.
Void burning, the entire Bafang directly set off a monstrous sea of fire at this moment. This sea of fire is green astonishing, and the temperature inside is even more indescribable. Expanding with the wind, the powder in the wind seems to become the catalyst for the formation of the fireball into the sea of fire.
In a blink of an eye, within a thousand meters in front of Meng Hao, there was a sea of fire, and even the surrounding valleys seemed to be unable to withstand such a high temperature, and appeared to be fragmented and melted.
No matter how fast the eleven men in black were, they couldn't get over this green sea of fire like a ghost.
It was also at this time that the distant roar echoed, and the green-faced monk shook the sky with a sword, and cut off the head of the adversary Jin Hanzong monk. When he turned around, his face was gloomy, and after looking at the sea of fire, Meng Hao's figure was looming.
Across a sea of flames, Meng Hao looked at the green-faced monk, who was also staring at Meng Hao. The sea of fire between the two was overwhelming, and the screams of the black-clothed men before they died one after another.
"There is only one person in Dandong's main furnace at such an age... You are Fang Mu!" The green-faced monk glanced at Meng Hao's clothes, spoke lightly, his voice hoarse, vaguely vague, but with a chill.
"For the monk who is so suffocated, there is only Motu in the entire Southern Territory." Meng Hao said lightly. In fact, when he saw the people in black for the first time, Meng Hao felt a little familiar. This familiar feeling came from In Qingluo Zong's blessed land, he told Meng Hao that Lei Tingye was useful for the monk from Motu.
Meng Hao couldn’t see the heart of the green-faced monk, but across the sea of fire, he saw the green-faced monk’s body taking a slow step, but the speed was actually so fast that it seemed to be going through the sea of fire for a moment, and the wind was blowing up. Around again, as if to open a path from the sea of fire.
Almost at the moment when the green-faced monk rushed in, the main furnace robes on Meng Hao's body flashed suddenly, and the moment the opponent passed through the sea of fire, and appeared in front of Meng Hao, Meng Hao's body had already turned into an afterimage.
The flying sword from the green-faced monk who did not know when to unfold, penetrated through the afterimage of Meng Hao.
"Yu Ziyunzong's Dandong line has risen. In the past few years, it has been regarded as a relatively high-profile alchemist. It is also the battle between Yu Qingluo sect and the alchemy world, the famous square wood..." The green-faced monk said lightly. It seemed that he was not in a hurry to pursue, but between words, he raised his right hand to pinch in front of him.
"You are the ninth alchemist on the list. Since you were met by Yang, you can't escape." The green-faced monk flashed his eyes, and the moment he finished speaking, it was the moment when his finger prints stopped.
"It turned out to be in this direction." The green-faced monk shook his body suddenly, and the whole person whizzed away like thunder. The speed exceeded the foundation building by too much, and it was not a level at all, and it was even more amazing. It belonged to the monk alone. Pill qi, every cultivator of pill formation, has a pill of different colors condensed due to different cultivation methods, making the pill qi change in strength accordingly.
But the weakest pill energy was enough to crush the great perfection in the late foundation building stage, even in multiple foundation building stages, there was no power to fight back against the pill knot cultivator.
The pill energy makes the pill knot monk's spells at the peak of the level of spells, and after reaching the Nascent Soul, the unfolded spells are already half-step magical powers.
At this moment, the green-faced monk's pill energy is pale yellow, which means that he is forming orange pill, and it is only the initial stage of pill formation. At this moment, the pill energy spreads, and it is even more faint in the pale yellow pill energy, revealing a vague Peng. The shadow of the bird.
The pill energy is ever-changing, and it moves with the monks' minds, like this peng bird, it is the blue-faced monk that appears in the mind at this moment, and after it is transformed, its speed suddenly increases!
It is precisely because of this characteristic that the pill formation monk's spells can be deployed to the greatest extent!
It took more than a dozen breaths, and Meng Hao, who was galloping away in the air, sank. He had already noticed that a powerful breath was whizzing from behind him.
This is not the first time Meng Hao has faced a Pill Formation monk, and there is no awe in his heart. In the past, Zhao Guo, he had already killed a few Pill Formation cultivators.
Almost aware of the arrival of the pill knot monk, Meng Hao's main furnace robes flashed again, and his body instantly disappeared without a shadow. When he appeared, he was already eighty miles away.
As soon as he showed up, Meng Hao did not hesitate, and went straight ahead. In the palm of his hand, he had taken out the Ruyiyin that had not been used for five years before. It was shining at this moment, and the time to open was slow. Decrease slowly.
"Now my seventh platform is about to open, but it's just that. I am not the opponent of the monk, but now I have enough spirit stones, enough herbs, and enough medicine...
This time, we must rush into the foundation building to achieve great success! "Meng Hao's eyes showed decisiveness, five years of cultivation of the alchemy, at this moment will be accumulated!