The hundreds of scattered repairs in mid-air were all scattered from each other, but they didn't leave. Instead, they watched the battle below.
They all saw at this moment that this fog group is not Motu Palace. After all, these people have lived here for a long time, and they have information to inquire, and they have also discovered at this moment. This fog group comes from the golden light religion that has risen during this period.
At this moment, everyone was watching, and soon, the fog on the ground spread rapidly, and it was getting closer and closer to Dongluo City, which was under protection.
Thirty miles, twenty miles, ten miles, five miles...
Until there was a sound that shook the earth and shook the sky with a loud noise, when the fog cluster and Dongluo City touched the moment when the sky and the earth changed. Rolling, issued a strong vibrating roar.
Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of the people around, they saw the mist slowly covering the green leaves and spreading, until the entire Dongluo City was enveloped in the mist.
Looking around, Dongluo City is no longer visible, but a thick mist, as if surrounded.
But people with a discerning eye can still see that Dongluo City's protective formation, no matter how strange the fog is, cannot be broken in a short time. This is no longer a battle between cultivators, it is a confrontation between formation and formation.
When the roar echoed one after another, hundreds of people in mid-air immediately took a breath. They saw in the mist. At this moment, nearly a thousand figures appeared suddenly. These figures are more than ten feet high, and they are coming out of the mist. Walking out, the whole body emits black smoke, surrounds the mist, and is running fast.
As they ran, the fog here became denser, and the roar continued to be heard as they ran.
And above the mist, while tumbling at this moment, a person slowly lifted into the sky. This person was wearing a cyan gown with black hair flying, and the whole body exuding golden light. It was Meng Hao.
"The golden ancestor!!"
"This mist is indeed a method of the Golden Light Sect, but this Golden Light ancestor is crazy, and he dares to challenge the Dongluo family with his alchemy cultivation base!"
"Even if his formation is sharp, even if the Dongluo family does not have an ancestor of Spirit Slayer, three Yuan Ying elders are enough to establish its position. There is no force in the vicinity to provoke the Dongluo family!"
At the same time, in this misty Dongluo city, standing tall and protected by countless green leaves, there are only more than one hundred casual cultivators that still exist. They are the monks who finally chose to stand on the side of the Dongluo family. , Although there is still tension at this moment, seeing that Dongluo City's protection is not hindered, I am relieved.
On the second floor, the clansmen of the Dongluo family all breathed a sigh of relief one after another, and the two elders of Yuan Ying showed a cold light in their eyes and snorted coldly.
The city formation can fight against the strange fog of the opponent, which makes Dongluo City itself invincible, and even the patriarch of the Dongluo family now relaxes in his heart.
"I want to see what's so strange about this person's formation." One of the two Yuan Ying elders took out a jade slip with his right hand, suddenly crushed the jade and reduced it to a green breath. Dispersed, turned into a green light, directly integrated into the surrounding green leaf protection.
In an instant, Dongluo City’s protective green leaf formation suddenly changed. At the same time as the buzzing sound was heard, hundreds of poisonous bees were transformed, and each poisonous bee exuded a sharp meaning from within the green leaf formation. They rushed out, but as soon as they rushed out, the more than seventy Dongluo clan members who were under the control of Meng Hao in the mist, their eyes immediately glowed, and they rushed out and went straight to these poisonous bees.
"Damn it!" The elder Yuan Ying of the Dongluo family changed his expression. Obviously, he saw the outside scene through the poisonous bee. Between the right hand pinch, the poisonous bees outside immediately dispersed, avoiding his tribe, and looking for the mist. , Belongs to the monks of Jin Guangjiao.
In the fog, the parrot screamed sharply, and the running figures around immediately reversed and changed the direction, making the fog spin into a whirlpool, and the parrot's whole body was erected while the electric light was walking around, and the eyes showed enthusiasm and full strength. Push the formation to blast away the protection of this city.
"The fifth master swears to do this city, you wait for the fifth master, the fifth master is coming!" The parrot screamed, running the formation like a demon, thousands of figures ran, and stomped from Dongluo city again and again. After that, the city roared and the green leaves kept shaking.
When the fog confronted the Dongluo family's formations, Meng Hao in midair looked down at the fog below and Dongluo City in the fog.
He raised his right hand, pinched a finger to the earth, and spoke lightly.
"Feng Zheng!" As soon as the words came out, the world in front of Meng Hao immediately overlapped, and at the same time a trace of breath whizzed from all directions, and it quickly condensed around Meng Hao, as Meng Hao raised his right hand, pointing a finger The mist, these demon auras gathered together in an instant, turning into long marks, heading straight for the mist, and after shuttle, blasting on the formation of Dongluo City.
The roar echoed, the earth moved and the mountains swayed, Meng Hao continued to pinch his right hand, and the demon spirit continued to come, continuously blending into the mist and banging on the formation.
In this scene, the casual cultivators around who were watching were frightened, and they suddenly felt that the golden light ancestor should not be underestimated.
"Little Jin Guangjiao, a small Jie Dan, just relying on the strange fog, dare to trap my Dongluo family!" The voice of cold snort, with arrogance and contempt, slowly moved from the Dongluo city in the mist. Slowly spread, shake the void, spread out the mist, echoing in all directions.
"I don't know how high the earth is!" After another old voice came out, suddenly, the green leaf protection of Dongluo City suddenly burst out with earth-shaking green light. In this light, a piece of green leaf turned out and rotated around. Going away, the roar echoed, the fog array vibrated, and the running figures inside also showed signs of being broken.
The parrot screamed, and immediately the fog array rolled again, and the roar spread, colliding with the protection of Dongluo City again.
"My Dongluo City formation has stood for many years and has never been broken. It will cost a lot of money to break the Motu Palace, not to mention you little Jin Guangjiao."
"Although your formation is wonderful, how long can you hold on? When you can't hold on, the old man will tear your skin by himself and hang it out of the room as a memento." The voice of pride came out, the sound of roaring. Reverberating, hundreds of monks outside of the mist, their minds shook as they watched.
A cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes. The reason why he decided to trap Dongluo City with a formation method and go to war directly with the Dongluo family was precisely because he understood that the Dongluo family couldn't fight it during the Motu war.
His purpose is to warn, to tell the Dongluo family not to provoke yourself. You are you and I am me, so he hurt very few people before. After all, not everything needs to be solved by killing.
But looking at it now, the arrogance of this Dongluo family is still there. Not only has it not disappeared, but it has become more domineering, and Meng Hao's mouth has a sneer.
"In that case, Meng understands." When Meng Hao spoke, he took out a black pill from the storage bag with his right hand.
As soon as this pill appeared, it gave out a faint glow, giving people a feeling that they could ingest the mind.
This is Meng Hao’s Poison Pill, one of the most powerful among the Poison Pills he refined. At this moment, when he waved his hand, the Poison Pill was shattered into ashes and melted into the mist. As the mist vortex rotates, it is completely integrated. Go in, and evenly spread on the green leaf protection of Dongluo City.
As the powder fell, visible to the naked eye, the green leaves shrank violently, and there seemed to be some signs of corrosion, making a sound of swelling.
At the same time, Meng Hao took out a pill again with his right hand. After it became powder, a sea of fire instantly rose to the sky as it was swayed. The fire was faint and looked strange. It penetrated the fog and went straight to the east. Los Angeles.
Immediately afterwards, Meng Hao took out the third, fourth and fifth pill. After they became fragments, they dispersed and turned into three different kinds of poisons. After fusing with the previous poisonous fire and corrosion, they became The five colors are poisonous and fall to the earth.
This poisonous pill was previously refined by Meng Hao himself. He used his alchemy knowledge to refine the poison pill. Although I don't know if Yuan Ying is jealous, but below Yuan Ying, except for Meng Hao himself, no one can understand it.
The fog has become a poisonous fog!
The sound of sizzling came out in large numbers, and the tumbling of the poisonous fog made Dongluo City feel silent for an instant. Everyone looked up at the green leaf protection above, and their complexions changed one by one.
The clansmen of the Dongluo family looked even more ugly. Even the two Yuanying elders were shocked at this moment.
"This person is good at using poison!!"
"Damn it, how come no one has found out such important information before!"
"The monk who uses poison is common when fighting alone, but if it is in a big battle, it can play a role in determining the outcome!"
Compared with the shock of the Dongluo family, the hundreds of casual cultivators outside all took a breath at this moment, and when they looked at Meng Hao, they showed a strong sense of dread.
"Poison, just one of them." The cold light in Meng Hao's eyes became sharper. He raised his right hand with a wave, and immediately the lotus sword flew away and went straight to the fog. When the fog whirled rapidly, bursts of time emanated. Of ripples.
These ripples spread outward, and some have spread out mist, covering all directions, and each path contains time. Together, these ten swords are equivalent to the power of time of more than ten Jiazi. At this moment, they are violently dispersed. open.
If the previous poison was a fierce destruction, then the power of these years is a more terrifying baptism. Under the spread of this ripple, the power of this fog array is indescribable, and it has a highly poisonous , Years, imprisonment, more coercion, all of this makes this formation, at this moment, infinite power.
As the ripples spread over the years, three or two of the monks in the periphery were closer together. They saw that after the ripples spread, all the weeds wilted and died on the ground that was spread, and even the soil. There were signs of decay, and even nothingness seemed to be wrinkled.
And the two or three loose repairs who were too late to retreat, almost immediately after being touched by the ripples, their complexions changed drastically one by one, desperately unfolding their killer skills, and then escaped, but in this short period of time, they have been out of middle age. Became an old man, and one more, even faintly dead.
This scene immediately caused the people around to take a breath, revealing unprecedented amazement, and they hurried back without hesitation, for fear of being touched by the ripples.
"What kind of magic is this!!"
"Years, that are years, the power of time, and the horrible magical powers that can make a person change from a young man to an old man in the blink of an eye!"
"Elder Jinguang, he is so tough...no wonder he dared to provoke the Dongluo family!"