Meng Hao glanced at the place where Yan Song disappeared, his eyes flashed slightly, took the wooden slip floating in front of him, turned and left.
If he didn't believe in the other party, so he came here to meet with a ghostly clone, in Yan Song's heart, there was also a fear of Meng Hao here, and this fear was the thorn of this place.
Therefore, it also came in other ways, not the deity.
"Since we don't believe in each other, why bother to invite again... And I don't have a deep hatred with him, and I can't use this to cheat me. Is it true that what he said before is really true?" Meng Hao put the jade away Jane, walking on this remote street, thinking inside.
It was late at night and the surroundings were quiet. The east of the city was prosperous before there was no war, and it was almost in ruins at this moment.
But just before Meng Hao moved forward less than a hundred meters, he suddenly stopped, and without hesitation, he withdrew three steps backward.
Almost as soon as he backed away, a cyan ripple echoed from where he was before. At the same time, a twisted figure flickered directly from within the ripple. I couldn't see clearly, I could only see. A cyan light, with the aura of a totem, came straight to Meng Hao's door.
"Brother West Desert!"
"The thorns here have not been discovered in advance!"
"Yan Song invited me out, there is a purpose!" Meng Hao's thoughts rolled in his mind for a moment, his eyes showed cold light, his body did not retreat, and his body moved forward. .
All directions buzzed, Meng Hao's punch hit the void, but a shock was sent to the surroundings. The blue light was the first to bear the brunt, but before the touch, he seemed to be wary of Meng Hao's right hand, and the blue light immediately fell. The volume was twisted, but it dissipated in a blink of an eye, turning into countless cyan light spots, directly penetrating nothingness, appearing beside Meng Hao, rapidly condensing, turning into a cyan whip, and heading straight to Meng Hao Meng. Drew it.
Meng Hao gave a light sigh. This was the first time he encountered a right fist facing him. He avoided the counterattack in this way. Although this fist was illusory, he could avoid it in this way. Not bad.
"It didn't come with Yan Song. With Yan Song's previous concealment, one could guess that I was not coming from the main body, but the monk who attacked me deliberately avoided my right hand...
Looking at it this way, he didn't know that my right fist was just illusory, and he didn't know that I was not the deity! "
"Since I don't know that I am not the deity, then you can judge that it was an accident that I met him here... And the huge city is impossible to meet at will. Think about it like this, I'm afraid that I don't know what to use. The West Desert monk who sneaked into the city was definitely not him!" At the moment the blue whip came, Meng Hao snorted coldly, letting the whip instantly roll on his body.
With a bang, Meng Hao's body broke apart, turning into countless auras.
A strange sound came out of nothingness, and the cyan whip immediately retreated, as if a bad premonition appeared in the heart of the mysterious West Desert monk.
But at the moment when this person was about to retreat, Meng Hao's body collapsed and the aura spread out, and he slammed forward. After he hurried forward, he condensed again, and after turning into Meng Hao's body, he grabbed it with his left hand. He took the whip that was about to leave, and yanked it backwards.
"Come out!"
As the roar echoed, after the whip was caught by Meng Hao, it was immediately pulled into the air under this drag, and ripples spread rapidly in the distance. Although there was no figure in sight, it could be seen that someone was fleeing with a secret technique.
Meng Hao grabbed the whip in his hand, the whip was blue, withered quickly at this moment, and turned into fly ash in a blink of an eye.
"It can be roughly determined, it has nothing to do with Yan Song." Meng Hao watched the ripples go away, with a chill in his eyes.
"However, dare to attack Meng, you can't escape!" When Meng Hao spoke lightly, his body was directly blurred, and soon it turned into more than a dozen of Meng Hao's figures. These figures dispersed in an instant, from different directions. Chase after.
At the same time, in the courtyard of Meng Hao's residence, Meng Hao's deity was looking at the lotus flower in front of him, with a calm expression, and seemed not to pay too much attention to what was happening to him from the outside world.
Meng Hao stood up and looked as usual and walked out of the yard until after Banzhuxiang. He walked on the street in the middle of the night at a slow speed, but often took a few steps, which was hundreds of feet away.
It didn’t take long. In a remote corner, Meng Hao stopped, as if waiting for something, that is, a few breaths. Suddenly, in front of Meng Hao, an invisible ripple spread rapidly towards him. There was howling from here, and at the same time, you could see more than a dozen figures exactly like Meng Hao behind this ripple, chasing them with a cold face.
Ebony was terrified. He was a member of the Wuda tribe of West Desert. He participated in this battle of the Helping Motu Palace. On the battlefield before, he was one of the hundreds of monks who had escaped the thorns fortunately. The wooden totem was sent to this city for assassination that night.
There are more than a dozen people who participated together, and he doesn’t know much about the other people’s cultivation bases, but in the later stage of the formation of alchemy here, this cultivation base, coupled with the tribe’s secret method, is more hidden by the wood attribute totem. For him, Even if Yuan Ying wants to discover, he needs to concentrate for a while.
But he did not expect that as soon as he sneaked into the city, the first person he met was the master Meng who had summoned the thorns. He hesitated for a while, but he felt confident in his wood attribute totem and felt that he would not Let the thorns notice, so decisively chose to shoot.
He thought that if he could kill this mysterious Master Meng, he would be a great accomplishment. After returning to the tribe, he would be taken seriously, and even if he could not kill, he could hurt him. All are sure to leave safely.
But he didn't expect that the other party was actually not the deity, but an imaginary clone, which made him startled for a while, and he quickly retreated, and he was also secretly cursing the other party why he wanted to go out in the middle of the night.
But then, what made him even more frightened was that this master Meng's clone appeared more than a dozen at once, constantly chasing and confining himself, if it weren't for his strange way of hiding and escaping, matched with the wood attribute totem. It is even more difficult to detect, for fear of being captured by the opponent long ago.
At this moment, he finally escaped from those clones. As he was walking forward, he saw Meng Hao standing there at a glance.
"Damn it, this Master Meng can not only refine alchemy, but also thunder, and he is even proficient in the art of clone. How could there be such an enchanting person in the world!"
Ebony cursed secretly, glanced at Meng Hao, who was obviously trying to stop him, and there was a touch of contempt in his eyes.
"However, even if you know so many singular arts, but you want to keep me, you are still not qualified!" In a cold snort, the ebony body shook, and the ripples dispersed in an instant. Use those clone methods to get rid of the opponent's clone in front of you.
"The Way of Totem, there really is a point of reference." But as Ebony approached, suddenly, he heard the figure of Meng Hao in front of him and said such a sentence.
The moment this sentence fell into his heart, before Ebon could react, he saw Meng Hao in front of him, raising his right hand, and gently falling towards him.
The earth shook violently, and the surrounding nothingness rolled back rapidly, with an indescribable tearing sensation, which submerged the ebony in an instant, but my heart was shocked, and the body had to retreat in an instant, but at this moment, a thick bloody light enveloped all directions in an instant, The figure that penetrated his body and made him melt into the void, as if directly stripped away, was exposed to the outside.
"It's not a clone!!" Ebony's mind buzzed, and his face was pale. Just as he was about to unfold the spell, Meng Hao's eyes lightly looked over. This look, as if containing the years, made Wu Mu's mind roar, as if he was lost. The ability to think, everything becomes slow, just as the years have been slowed down countless times in the body.
When he was sober, he saw Meng Hao's right hand, as if it had been torn through the years, and pinched it on his neck, his eyes were black, and Ebony passed out directly.
Meng Hao carried the ebony, his expression was calm from beginning to end, and he walked slowly on the street. The demonic figures behind him disappeared one by one, and a wooden slip flew over and fell into Meng Hao's hand. He took a look. Put it away, grabbed the ebony, and walked into the distance.
This night, it was very disturbing for Shengxue City. Overnight, more than fifty people were secretly killed, and even the members of the Hanxue family were killed.
It wasn't until the four elders' cultivation bases dispersed, that there was a roar from time to time, and everything disappeared after daybreak.
The chaos outside did not affect the yard where Meng Hao was. In the yard, Meng Hao took some ebony blood, and even divided his totem and studied it carefully.
Meng Hao has a kind of obsession with totems, and he has a faint feeling that this will be the only way for him to step into the dollar baby.
"The wood attribute totem... can avoid the thorns, it seems to be related to this wood attribute." Meng Hao looked at the small bottle of blood in the palm of his hand, and felt the power of the wood attribute contained in it. His eyes fell on the unconscious ebony, the cyan leaf totem on its arm.
"The five elements have wood, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, five elements, five colors, white, green, black, red and yellow, perfect to become five-color Yuan Ying... Among them, the wood Yuan Ying is blue. If I can obtain five different attribute totems, each of them can be cultivated to the extreme. You can make your own five-color primordial infant with five colors just like the five elements of alchemy!" Meng Hao was silent for a long time, and the vague thoughts that integrated together after studying the totem during this period of time gradually emerged in his mind.
He had this idea before, and after studying it again and again at this moment, he finally made it clear.
"This is also in line with my alchemy. As a furnace, the heart is square, making the great alchemy of heaven and earth, and making the five-color primordial infant!" Meng Hao's eyes showed a strong light. People walked by.
Others cultivate the Nasal Infant, and Meng Hao's choice is to make the Nasal Infant by alchemy!
"Only in this way can I be perfect!" Meng Hao looked expectant.