Two days later, in a valley, a black figure whizzed up, and the voice came out loud and proud.
"Brother Ouyang, don't worry, the old man will help you solve these despicable people. When the old man lifts his head, you and I will eat wine!" During the words, the figure went straight into the air and hit the golden light that came. Away.
On this figure, there appeared a huge peak of Dan Qi illusion, and even behind this peak, there was a huge ape with totem illusion, roaring as if holding the mountain peak and smashing towards Meng Hao.
The big head was not far away, watching this scene, his expression was touched, he finally found a friend of the year, willing to make a move for himself.
When moved at this moment, the big head turned around without hesitation, and went away at a very fast speed.
But he also flew out for more than ten breaths of time, and there was a loud roar behind him, and a scream of horror came out violently, and it came to an abrupt end.
He was shocked and looked back, and immediately saw that the huge ape collapsed and the mountain peaks shattered. As for the monk who blocked Meng Hao, his whole body was broken and torn apart, and all of this came from Meng Hao's right hand. Punch.
Looking at Meng Hao's right fist, the big head felt that his scalp was numb again, spurted blood in amazement, and ran away desperately.
"Perverted, when did Motu have such an enchanting evildoer, how could I provoke this guy..." The big head became more bitter in his heart, lowering his head and galloping hard.
At dusk on the fourth day...
"Brother Ouyang rest assured, our Moshan Nine Sages may not be as good as Brother Ouyang in cultivation, but if we discuss the formation method, anyone below the Yuan Ying can be trapped for at least three days!" On a plain, a bald-headed monk held up a wine glass. , Smiled.
The big head was pale and barely picked up the wine glass, but from time to time he looked into the distance. What he saw was a golden light over the sky, and eight more figures headed straight for the golden light.
"Brother Ouyang, don't worry, you promised our gilt lizard totem, but remember not to break your promise." The bald-headed cultivator laughed, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.
He has also heard about it in the past few days. He has heard that Ouyang, the three major sects of Dongluo City, has offended a junior in the middle stage of the formation of alchemy, and was attacked so that he wounded and killed most of the western part of Motu.
Seeing the other party's seemingly horrified look at the moment, he looked down even more at the bottom of his heart, thinking that the other party used to be just a fake name.
"A cultivator in the middle stage of the formation of alchemy, there are people who actually call him the golden light ancestor? It is ridiculous, I Moshan Nine... Hmm?" The bald man drank the wine in the glass and spoke indifferently, but he hadn't waited to say anything. After that, there was a sudden thunderous roar, and the earth seemed to tremble. It was noon, but a starry sky appeared on the battlefield in the distance!
When the bald man was surprised, Ouyang buzzed in his mind, his face showed sadness, he threw the wine glass without hesitation, his right hand drooped his chest, forcing a mouthful of blood, unfolding the secret method, and went away in an instant. Extremely fast and even more proficient in his movements, making the bald-headed monk stunned.
The bald face showed sarcasm subconsciously, but before the mocking expression dissipated, suddenly, the hair on his whole body was erected violently, and a strong crisis emerged in an instant. He turned around abruptly, and his whole body was as if bombarded by thunder, dumbfounded. He looked at a young man with a refined look and full of golden light. He did not know when he appeared next to him. He was picking up the hip flask and taking a sip from his mouth.
"You..." The middle-aged man's scalp exploded, and Yu Guang looked into the distance and saw the dead bodies of his eight companions who had fallen in midair at this moment.
He took a deep breath and backed away abruptly, but in the next instant, his world was pitch black.
"I would like to return to the golden light ancestor!!" At the moment when the world was pitch black, the bald-headed monk spoke without hesitation. With the next breath, his world regained its brilliance.
The hunt is still going on, the seventh day!
The big-headed monk did not choose to escape back to his sect, because as an ancestor, he took all the elders in the sect when he went out this time. Today, the monks in the sect only build foundations, and there is no pill formation.
Even the sect's big formation, with his current state, can't maintain its operation. If he takes people back to the sect and stays in a place, he feels that he will undoubtedly die.
All he can only escape, can only escape into the influence of familiar people after another, but these people are mostly similar to his cultivation level, and there is no Yuan Ying.
After all, in Motu, Yuan Ying is the strongest person you can see on weekdays. If you change to other times, you may be able to find a few Yuan Ying for casual repairs, but now... Motu is in great chaos, no matter it is in the nine cities. The alliance is still the Motu Palace, and they are extremely concerned about the Yuan Ying monks, and they are fully involved in soliciting, so that the big head is not qualified to ask for it.
At this moment, he can only escape from one place after another, struggling hard. He also wants to go to Dongluo City, but he knows the cruelty of the Motu monk. This kind of self is no longer valuable to Dongluo City. He would come forward for himself. If he had agreed to join the Dongluo family before, it would be nice to say that the Dongluo family had to come forward.
But before I was here, I just wanted to buy it for the price, only thinking about it, without agreeing, so it would be difficult for the Dongluo family to help.
"Damn it, when did Motu have such a monster!" The big-headed monk cursed in his heart. Suddenly he saw a golden light shining behind him, and suddenly a violent spirit spewed blood again, and his body whizzed away. He felt like himself during this period of time. Almost a lifetime of blood has been sprayed out, and his complexion is pale at this moment, but his injuries are second, mostly because of the blood gradually becoming scarce in his body.
But he had no other way. He couldn't fight, so he could only escape.
Behind the big-headed monk, at this moment, the golden light was overwhelming. In this golden light, the figure of Meng Hao whizzed forward. Behind him, there were nearly four hundred monks who were followed by the big-headed monks. In the face of life and death, choose a person to submit.
Among these people, the bald monk who came from Moshan in the middle of the formation of alchemy was also among them. At this moment, more than 400 people whizzed, looking at the golden light outside Meng Hao's body from a distance.
There are many people, and within seven days, this group of them has become famous in this area of the west of Motu, and the places they have passed are overwhelming, especially the golden light of Meng Hao's whole body, under his deliberate dispersal, Full of shock.
The name of the golden ancestor, I don't know who was the first to say it, and gradually spread, making most of the nearby forces know these four words.
A day later, the big head was exhausted to the limit, but he gritted his teeth and went straight to a high mountain in front of him. This mountain is sinister, with black water under the mountain, and three or five huge vultures whirling on the top of the mountain, sometimes making unpleasant neighs.
Even at the top of this mountain, there were three old men sitting cross-legged. Except for the old man wearing a seven-color robe in the middle, who was in the late stage of alchemy, the remaining two were in the middle stage of alchemy.
The three old men looked ugly at this moment. Although they were sitting cross-legged, their cultivation bases were clearly operating. With vigilance, they stared straight at the big-headed monk who was coming quickly from the outside world and the golden light that filled the sky behind him.
"Damn it, the ancestor Jinguang!"
"This matter of the Golden Light ancestor chasing and killing Ouyang has spread all over the past few days, but everyone who helped Ouyang was ultimately brutally killed by the Golden Light ancestor!"
"I heard that the number of alchemy cultivators who died in the hands of the golden light ancestors has exceeded ten... Among them, the weakest were in the middle stage of alchemy, and two of them were in the late stage of alchemy!"
"You have forgotten the three major sects of Dongluo City, and the ancestors of the other two major sects. Ouyang has been hunted down in this way. They have not appeared yet, and they seem to be violent. If you count them, they will die at the hands of this cruel golden light ancestor. In the late stage of the pill formation, there are as many as four people!"
The three of them looked extremely ugly. They had some friendship with the big head, but such friendship was not enough to resist the golden ancestor for him, but looking at the big head's appearance, it was clear that they wanted to take refuge here.
"Three fellow Taoists help!!" Big Tou hurriedly said, with a pleading voice. With his identity and cultivation base, he could shout out like this. It can be seen that his miserable days, his voice reached the top of the mountain and fell into the ears of the old man. In the middle, they couldn't help but feel sympathy.
"The three of you, do you want to join in too." Meng Hao whizzed out, with golden light all over his body, making his figure look golden at first glance. At this moment, he spoke faintly, but his voice was thunderous and booming all around.
The expressions of the three elders changed, especially the two elders with a slightly lower cultivation level. Their heads buzzed. Their complexions were directly pale, and their bodies shook. This scene immediately caused the three of them to take a breath.
I couldn't help but think of the rumors about this golden core ancestor from the outside world in the past few days.
The cultivator swallows alchemy, but he has no livelihood when he shoots. The killing is monstrous, and the methods are brutal!
This is exactly the description of Meng Hao that somehow came out. In fact, during this period, he killed not many people, and most of them were shot by the hundreds of people behind him.
Almost as soon as Meng Hao's words fell, the three seniors on the top of the mountain, the highest cultivation level in the seven-color robe, stood up abruptly, with a smile on his face, and bowed his fists.
"Meeting the golden ancestor, I will never participate in the matter of the two." After he said, he stomped his foot, and immediately a light curtain appeared instantly, covering the mountain, preventing the big head from coming in.
The big head gave a mournful cry, spurted blood, unfolded the secret technique, and escaped again. He is now skinny and extremely thin, which makes the huge head more obvious. Flying in the air at this moment, it seems that the body will lose the strength to support the head at any time. , Causing the head to directly pull the body and fall.
His face was full of grief and anger, and his head galloped away.
Two more days passed, the big head found sadly, but wherever he went, all his friends at the time began to block himself from going, as if he had become a plague god.
There was even a force that slowed down the formation. After he broke in and asked for help, the opponent immediately turned his face and shot him, as if he was afraid of the misunderstanding of the golden ancestor who was chasing behind him.
Along the way, the big head was completely desperate. At this moment, he was in the air, staring blankly at the desolation around him. The feeling of unaccompanied eyes made him lose all the power to escape. He turned pale and looked at the roaring. Meng Hao.
"Don't run away?" After more than ten breaths, Meng Hao appeared in front of the big head and spoke lightly.