This mark, like a rune, does not exist on the skin, but in the flesh and blood. Meng Hao is no stranger. He saw this mark with his own eyes when he built the foundation.
Now it is the second time!
Looking at the mark on the back of his hand, Meng Hao's heart roared.
It wasn't until a long time passed that the vibration between the heavens and the earth disappeared, which permeated most of the strange curtain of the Southern Territory, and immediately made the corpse of the fairy more attention.
Meng Hao stood in the cave mansion. After a long while, he slowly raised his head, with a sharp light in his eyes.
"Who is he... and why I could see him back then, and why this person came to the Southern Territory, and why can I cause my blood to circulate, and there is this mark...
This mark is because I was imprinted invisibly by the other party after seeing the other party back then, or it belonged to me, and it was in my blood. "Meng Hao was silent. He thought of the purple wind hanging outside on the night when his parents disappeared.
That wind, as if appearing from Meng Hao's memory, swirled around him, recalling at this moment, this wind is obviously not ordinary, but contains great magic power.
Meng Hao was silent for a long time, until when the world outside was completely dark, his eyes showed a sharp light and a touch of decisiveness.
"Regardless of whether this person is telling the truth or not, here... I'm going!" Meng Hao's eyes are firm, wealth is in danger, and what a monk cultivates is nothing more than a self-confidence. Once he has made a decision, he must go on firmly. Don't shake your faith!
He raised his sleeve with his right hand and flicked, and walked directly out of the cave.
A few days later, the sixth wave of Zi Yunzong monks, a total of more than 30 people, turned into more than 30 long rainbows, and went straight to the sky in the distance. In front of the more than 30 people, it was Meng Hao.
Wearing a purple furnace robe, Meng Hao's long hair faltered. As he walked forward, everyone behind him, whether it was the Purple Qi or Dandong, looked respectful.
The speed of a group of people is so fast that they are going away in an instant.
Meng Hao was silent all the way, without words, what came to his mind was the voice that came from the fairy corpse when he called.
The sixth wave of the cultivator of the Zi Yunzong experienced three teleportations, and after half a month, when he appeared outside the range of the cave of death, the world shook again, and the rumbling came out again.
In this shock, everyone fell to the ground and meditated cross-legged, but Meng Hao stood in the air, and when he looked into the distance, he felt the call again.
"Come to me... I am here... waiting for you..."
"All the truth, all the answers..."
Meng Hao's mind buzzed, and the voice contained in the meaning of summoning, and now the hundreds of thousands of monks in all directions of the rebirth cave, only he alone can hear it, and when he is silent at this moment, his eyes are sharper.
The three major dangerous places in the Southern Region, Shanggudao Lake, Tai'e Ancient Temple, and this rebirth cave. Looking at it, this place is a pothole area with many volcanic craters. From a distance, the volcano is unclear for a while. There is no end here.
I can only see far away, the sky is black, it is thick black fog, covering all directions.
Here is the scope of the rebirth hole.
According to legend, the dying person stepped into the hole of rebirth, looking for opportunities for rebirth, if they succeed, they can live a lifetime again!
Regardless of whether this matter is true or not, there have been too many powerful monks throughout the ages, who were unwilling to step into the hole of rebirth before dying, but for countless years, there were only three people who successfully got out of this hole.
But without exception, the three of them never said anything about their experience in the cave after leaving the cave, until they disappeared into this world, and they still didn't say a word.
But the more this is the case, the more exaggerated the mystery of the rebirth hole is spread, but in any case, it can be spread for tens of thousands of years, which is enough to show that this hole... has its amazingness.
Meng Hao understands that moving forward from here is within the scope of the rebirth hole, and once stepping into it, it is extremely dangerous.
And the corpse of the immortal fell in front, less than a hundred miles away from the main cave of Xiangsheng.
After a while, when the shaking of the world gradually dissipated, a group of figures flew up from the earth.
Here at this moment, surrounding the area of the Wangshengdong cave thousands of miles away, hundreds of thousands of monks from the entire Southern Territory have been gathered. These monks have set up many temporary strongholds around them according to different sects.
In every stronghold, there are elders from the sect. Almost every day, people from different sects rush into thousands of miles, risking to go to the corpse to find good fortune. Some people have returned, and some have gone. There is no return.
It is also because there are hundreds of thousands of monks in the Southern Territory gathered here, and some people with feuds also fight frequently here, and many people die almost every day.
Fortunately, all major gates have elders stationed there, which makes even a little chaotic, but still within the scope of control.
At this moment, as the sound of vibration disappeared, Meng Hao flew forward. Dozens of people from Zi Yunzong behind him turned into a rainbow to follow. Everyone rushed all the way and attracted the attention of many people around. .
When the gaze fell on Meng Hao, someone immediately recognized the purple furnace robes. Upon seeing Meng Hao, there was a buzzing comment.
"It's the square wood of Zi Yunzong!"
"Dandong's Daozi Fangmu!"
Some of these discussions fell into Meng Hao's ears, and Meng Hao's expression remained as usual, still moving forward, leading the crowd behind him and stepping into the cave of death.
Whizzing all the way, Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness dispersed, and immediately saw that there were many monks in this rebirth cave ten thousand li, although there were not many outsiders, there were still ten thousand.
Compared with the outside world, there is fog. The darker the fog goes deeper, the denser it is, and it suppresses spiritual consciousness, making people deaf like ears and eyes.
Not long after, Meng Hao faintly saw that there was a huge basin in the distance, and in the middle of the basin, there was a monstrous black mist.
The basin under the mist is a thousand miles in radius and extremely large. There is the mysterious main cave of the Southern Territory.
This place is close to the core of the Rebirth Hole. Around the core basin, there are more than a dozen beams of light rising into the sky, standing in all directions for a long time, each beam of light has amazing fluctuations and spreading, making it possible for outsiders to see from a long distance. .
It also contained arrays of deterrence, and it was precisely because of the existence of these dozen light beams that this weekdays was full of dangerous rebirth caves, and it was no longer a crisis of step by step.
Many strange beings within the scope of the rebirth hole are also hidden, and will not easily go out to hurt people.
It can be seen that each of the dozen or so light beams is a staging point. There are many monks sitting cross-legged in them. They can open up such a stronghold near the core of the rebirth cave. In the southern region, there are only five. The clan can do it.
As Meng Hao approached, he saw that within these beams of light, a purple beam of light exuded a strong momentum, full of coercion, spreading around, so that the area where the purple beam was located, there was no black fog, and the ground became purple. .
Wu Dingqiu was impressive, as well as Ye Feimu, Chu Yuyan, An Zaihai, Lin Hailong, and the monks of the purple energy line, about a hundred people sitting cross-legged in the beam of light, meditating with their eyes closed.
Among these people, there were two old men who were sitting in the center of the beam of light. These two old men wore white robes and looked vicissitudes of life, but in them, Meng Hao felt a terrible depression.
Even Wu Dingqiu, compared with these two elders, is obviously inferior, as if he is in a state of difference!
"Zhanling..." Meng Hao took a deep breath, looked away as he walked, and looked at the other beams of light. He saw Jianzong, Qingluozong, Jinhanzong, Blood Demon Sect, as well as the cultivation of three families, among which Han Bei , Chen Fan, Zhou Jie, Wang Lihai, Li Daoyi and others were all seen by Meng Hao until his eyes fell on a woman in a white shirt in the Qingluo Sect.
Xu Qing.
Meng Hao stared for a moment, and after retracting his gaze, he looked at the other beams of light. Among them was a beam of light, orange in color, full of domineering and majestic meaning. Inside, dozens of monks were sitting cross-legged, on each exposed skin. There are some totem depictions, they are tall, and at first glance they are not people from the Southern Territories.
"The Cultivation of West Desert..." Meng Hao narrowed his eyes. It was not the first time he saw the monks of West Desert. When he first stepped into the core of the Southern Territory, he had seen these tall and strange monks.
Meng Hao also knew that Ximo was actually called Ximan, which was the name he saw on the map at the time, but the people of Ximo felt that the word barbaric had a derogatory meaning, so they called themselves Ximo, which corresponds to Beimo, but Some people make them the West Demon.
As he moved forward, Meng Hao’s eyes finally fell on the other two beams of light. One of them, the color of the beam of light emitted was blue, like the sky, and even there, a large flag was pierced into the ground. The flags are dancing, and there is a golden...
season!
The moment Meng Hao saw this word, his eyes contracted suddenly, and his breathing was a little short. Under the beam of light, there were more than a dozen monks sitting cross-legged, one of them was a young man with thin lips, an arrogant expression on his face. Impatient, as if he noticed Meng Hao's gaze here, he turned his head and glanced at it, snorted coldly, and his eyes flashed with contempt.
With this cold snort, Meng Hao's heart fell instantly, and Meng Hao's footsteps stopped, but the discomfort was dissipated as soon as the body's cultivation base revolved.
"Pill formation." Meng Hao's expression remained as usual, and he withdrew his gaze. The young man's eyes flashed, he took a close look at Meng Hao, and then ignored it.
Meng Hao's gaze finally fell on a cyan beam of light, which was different from the cyan beam of Blue Luozong, which was deeper and stood there to deter the surroundings.
Under the blue light, there were three people sitting cross-legged, a middle-aged woman, an old man, and a young woman. This woman was wearing a blue gown, a shawl with beautiful hair, and her appearance was quite beautiful, but she was faintly felt. , A sense of coldness and arrogance, it seems that it is not easy to touch, and the temper is not small.
Sweeping his eyes around, Meng Hao calmly, leading the people behind him, and straight to the purple beam of light where the Zi Yunzong was located. As soon as he approached, many people's eyes suddenly opened, looking vigilantly, watching After arriving at Meng Hao, there was some respect immediately.
Chu Yuyan's expression was a bit complicated, Ye Fei in the distance lowered his head and said nothing.