"Damn it!" The woman raised her head fiercely and roared. She looked beautiful. Before she did it, she felt soft and tender. After she could do it, she looked like a tyrannosaurus.
Especially at this moment, this roar was full of overbearing meaning, the feeling of solo dominance was extremely strong, watching Meng Hao's scalp numb, this was the first time he had encountered such a woman.
"Damn it!!" After the woman yelled, her right hand slammed into a fist, and a punch fell on the majestic ground. There was not much ground left. After the punch at this moment, she immediately collapsed and exploded.
"Why not black!"
boom!
"Why not red!"
boom!
"Why isn't it purple!" Every time the woman said, she fisted and slammed down around Meng Hao, causing all the ground around Meng Hao to collapse completely, except that there was a pitiful piece left under his feet.
Even the emptiness around these areas is in this fist, if it is going to shatter and collapse...
Meng Hao's hair became more numb, and he felt that this woman was a lunatic... This kind of physical power was beyond Meng Hao's imagination. He even felt that even if he was wearing a mask, he might not be the opponent of this lunatic.
At this moment, Meng Hao immediately thought of Ji Hongdong's description of the woman in front of him, and he immediately recognized it.
Seeing that the lunatic woman was blasting into nothingness, Meng Hao shook his body quickly, and rushed into another nothingness in an instant. The moment his body was swept away, he heard the woman let out a low growl like never before.
"Why is it cyan!!"
boom!
Meng Hao's face was pale, and at the moment he was about to be teleported out of nothingness, he lowered his head and glanced at the back of his hand, the mark on it was gradually dissipating completely.
"Could it be because of it..." Meng Hao hesitated, but he thought of the terrible female lunatic. His body shivered. From childhood to adulthood, from reading to practicing, this was the first time he had such a terrible attitude towards a woman. a feeling of.
Soon, there was a flower in front of Meng Hao's eyes. When everything was clear, he saw the black mist in the sky and felt the familiar aura around him. Here... is near the Wangshengdong.
At the same time, the celestial body was shrinking rapidly at this moment, and it seemed that it would soon return to its normal size.
In the surroundings, people appeared in various locations as if they were teleporting. The moment Meng Hao appeared, he took out the Ruyi Seal without any hesitation. After a try, Meng Hao frowned, and the Ruyi Seal really failed as he expected. .
Putting away the Wishful Seal, Meng Hao rushed out, not outward, but in the direction of the Shengdong, galloping away. Before he came out, he had already figured out that he was trapped here, so to speak. Ten dead and no life, it is impossible to escape this area.
And the only vitality is the dead end that seems to exist... the main hole of life!
This dead end, in contrast, is vitality!
Meng Hao had no other choice. This was a bet. He had already thought of everything. He rushed out in an instant and went straight ahead, but at the moment Meng Hao was teleported out, suddenly, around the basin outside the fog, Under the more than a dozen beams of light, where the Ji family was, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly opened.
"Appeared!" He raised his right hand with a wave, and a picture immediately appeared in front of him. In this picture, it was Meng Hao who was galloping right now.
"True north!" The middle-aged man said lightly, shaking his body, and leaving in an instant. The elders of the Ji family's Yuan Ying also had a gloomy face, followed by murderous intent, and rushed into the basin and stepped into the black mist. Inside.
And the cultivators of the Li family all flew in one after another with evil spirits. For the sake of a Meng Hao, more than a dozen people rushed in at this moment.
Any one of these people could poke Meng Hao to death with a single finger, but now they all entered. Obviously, it was not that they were worried about Meng Hao's escape, but that they had to participate in this matter.
At the moment these people rushed into the mist, the tenth ancestor of the Wang family, who was not noticed here, smiled slightly and walked forward. He clearly walked in front of the eyes of many monks, but no one saw him, directly Stepped into the mist.
These Ji Clan and Li Clan Yuan Ying cultivators, as they marched in this black mist, their cultivation bases were gradually suppressed, and soon became the realm of pill formation, but they were at the level of Great Perfection.
Even so, but it is still any one, can directly put Meng Hao to death.
They were fast, and when they were gone, the middle-aged man from the Ji family was still able to resist even if his cultivation base was suppressed. As long as the time was not too long, he could keep himself the Nascent Soul cultivation base. .
The fastest was naturally this middle-aged man, but at the moment when he was whistling in the mist, suddenly, an old cough came from him.
The coughing sound was so sudden that the middle-aged man's complexion changed instantly and his footsteps stopped instantly.
"Who!" His face was unsure. Although his cultivation base was suppressed here, he is a strong spirit slasher after all, with his own sense of crisis. Only then, the coughing sound gave him the feeling that turned into his mind. The roar, it seems that if this person wants to kill himself, he can do it in an instant.
"Which senior is here, at the next season's house..." The middle-aged man's scalp was numb, and he thought of the death hole. At this moment, the feeling of crisis made him breathe a little.
"Ji eleven, he's okay." The old voice came with a trace of emotion.
"Eleven Saint Ancestor..." The middle-aged man immediately got dry mouth and his heart was beating. The other party said Ji 11 is a name that is difficult for outsiders to know. This name represents the oldest one in the Ji family. A group of people.
Any one of them is an ancestor who needs the whole Ji clan to kneel down and worship.
"Junior... The junior has never seen the Eleven Saint Ancestor..." The middle-aged man trembled, and the pressure from the other side made him feel as if the world was collapsing.
"Okay, the old man will not be difficult for you juniors, meditate here for a stick of incense, and you can leave." Around the middle-aged man, there was an erratic voice, which was so gloomy that the middle-aged man could listen to it. Later, his complexion changed continuously, he hesitated for a while, and finally chose to sit down cross-legged.
In front of the middle-aged man, the tenth ancestor of the Wang family, looking into the depths of the black mist, stood here, but the middle-aged man could not see it at all.
"Little Wawa, the old man has helped you keep this person and solved your biggest problem. The remaining people are suppressed by pill formation. If this is the case, you still have no way to escape, then it means that I will help you. If you escape, you will die outside.
Then the old man can only take away your perfection now. "
"Unfortunately, throughout the ages, the perfect state can't be cultivated. I don't know what power is interfering... Otherwise, you can be captured, raised, and after your Nascent Infant, you can be seized.
So, you'd better not let me down, and be strong as soon as possible. "The old man said softly, with a gloomy glow in his eyes. At this moment, he looked extremely strange.
"There are still a hundred and twenty miles..." Meng Hao's eyes showed a sharp light. The location where he was teleported was not close to the main cave of the birth. If it is on weekdays, these distances are nothing to him.
But now in this crisis-ridden area, this one hundred li, to Meng Hao, represents life and death.
He has already deployed his full speed and is away in an instant.
One hundred and fifteen li, one hundred li, one hundred and five li... Meng Hao had clearly seen the corpse of the immortal that was getting smaller and smaller, and when he was about to leap over, Meng Hao's complexion changed drastically.
A roar suddenly spread from all around, and a group of figures came at an astonishing speed. The speed of these figures directly stirred up the fog in this place, causing other sects to teleport out within the fog. All the monks changed their expressions one by one, looking at the figures of the old men who were galloping fast.
In the crowd, there are Chen Fan, Han Bei, Chu Yuyan, Wang Youcai, Li Shiqi, and... Xu Qing.
They all saw this scene, and even saw it. In the distance, the figures of these old men rushed straight away... Meng Hao!
At this moment, Meng Hao, because of the rolling fog of the earth, was scattered, his figure appeared instantly, and he was seen by others, and he had no intention to hide anything, just like this, it was directly exposed to the eyes of everyone near or far. middle.
"Meng... Meng Hao!!!" Chen Fan was completely stunned, his mind buzzing, and staring at Meng Hao blankly. He had been looking for Meng Hao for many years, but he has never appeared since the other party disappeared. Unexpectedly, I could see Meng Hao here.
Chu Yuyan was pale and trembling. She stared at Meng Hao's clothes with a bitter expression. At this moment, she already understood that Fang Mu... is Meng Hao!
It was the Brother Zhao Guo who lived in the valley for more than half a year. To Chu Yuyan, this incident was like thunder, but this thunder actually existed in the world of consciousness before, but now she has Preparation, but still unable to suppress, the complex meanings set off in his heart.
In her life, the two most memorable men, one is Meng Hao, this is unforgettable, because of the entanglement that year, because of an inexplicable resentment.
The second one is Fang Mu. From the moment she knew that the other party was Danding, she didn't know why. She always thought of the other party from time to time, and even hummed or smiled when she appeared. Is a little blushing.
"Fang Mu... Meng Hao..." In Chu Yuyan's mind, these two images could not overlap everything. In the end, only deep bitterness and complexity were left.
Wang Youcai was silent. He looked at Meng Hao's figure, but his heart was the calmest. Vaguely, he seemed to see the scholar Meng Hao when he raised his head and looked upwards in the Daqingshan cave back then.
Li Shiqi stared at Meng Hao and was silent. She thought of the battle between the two.
Han Bei took a deep breath. Her cleverness made her immediately see some clues from Chu Yuyan’s expression, but she could never think of the specifics. However, she had a strong impression of Meng Hao. At this moment, Fengmu For a flash, staring at the past.
Meng Hao... This name, this figure, has been away from the Southern Territory for many years, but now that it appears, the sun is still hot!