"Believe in the Fifth Lord, and have eternal life, once the Fifth Lord comes out, who will fight for the front!"
"Three circles on the left, three circles on the right, butt twists... Look at my Zhuxian formation!"
The thunderous roaring sound gradually roared from the distant sky, and you can see the fog rolling and covering the sky. In this fog, there are thousands of big men running in strange positions, the sound echoes, and their running is full The indescribable aura was enough to make everyone who saw it stunned.
The running of more than 5,000 people made the sky tremble. As the fog rolled, it seemed to affect the earth, like the sky broke and the ground broke, and even in front of the more than 5,000 people, a mixed-hair parrot was majestic and majestic. Proud, also screaming.
"Come on, shout louder for the fifth master!"
This scene stunned the more than one thousand West Desert cultivators first, and even the eight elders of West Desert primordial infants were stunned there, staring blankly at these strange people in the sky, this bird .
Even the white-robed man from the Star Tribe shook the bowl in front of him, and the muddy water in it almost poured out. He was stunned, staring at the sky blankly.
There is also the Hanxue family members in the thorns. Even though the array light at this moment is getting brighter and brighter, the more than two hundred Hanxue family monks here cannot help but feel short of breath, faintly feeling that their scalp is numb, and for this sudden appearance The scene, completely stunned.
The four elders were stunned, and the cold snow storm was stunned, and Han Xueshan also opened his mouth, revealing incredible.
"This is... The Golden Light Sect's Five Masters Array!!" Outside the Jing Thorn, among the more than 1,000 West Desert cultivators, some of them were from the Motu Palace, and they said silently at this moment.
As soon as the words came out, more people immediately recognized what this funny scene in the sky represented.
"Jin Guangjiao!! Jin Guang ancestor!"
The members of the Hanxue family in the thorns were mostly short of breath at this moment. As the outside voice heard, among them immediately reacted, and suddenly many cultivators lost their voices.
"They are Jin Guangjiao?"
Jin Guangjiao has become famous in Motu during this period, especially the ancestors of Jinguang, who have been rumored to be full of mystery. Now people here suddenly see this scene of the sky, and their hearts are shaken.
Almost all the cultivators on this earth were unaware of the coming Jin Guangjiao in the sky. When they did not know its specific purpose, Meng Hao gave a dry cough. He didn't expect Jin Guangjiao to be so famous now. At this moment, he looked up and looked more and more. More than five thousand monks approaching, heard his own voice.
"Golden Light Sect listens to orders and surrounds all the hostile monks outside the thorns!" The moment Meng Hao's voice came out, a dazzling golden light burst out of his body. This is the light of his golden core, which surrounds his body. At this moment, spread all over the world, so that people can clearly see from a long distance.
When the sound came out, and the golden light dissipated, the members of the Hanxue family around Meng Hao looked fiercely.
The four elders opened their eyes wide, and looked at Meng Hao together, even the cold snow storm looked over with profound meaning.
Almost the moment they looked at Meng Hao, the five thousand monks who were whizzing in the sky at this moment all heard Meng Hao’s voice and saw the golden light in Meng Hao. The moment the voice fell in their ears, immediately A shocking sound came from their mouths.
"The ancestor's order, swear to obey it!!" More than five thousand people roared together. In this moment of rounding, the sky mist rolled over. These five thousand men suddenly surrounded the surrounding area and began to run quickly, following them. As he ran, loud noises echoed, the color of the sky changed, the ground shook, and layers of fog rolled, and you could see many tall figures appearing like a war fairy.
It's just... the weird posture and the weird twisting of the ass make this breath an indescribable weirdness...
This scene completely shook the monks of the West Desert and the Han Xue family. They stared at Meng Hao blankly, and their minds buzzed. If they didn't know Meng Hao's identity at this moment, they would live in vain.
"You... You are the ancestor of Golden Light!" The Great Elder took a breath, his expression unbelievable.
"Jin Guang... Patriarch?!"
"Golden Light Ancestor!" All of the Hanxue family members were short of breath and spoke silently. No wonder they were like this. During this period of time, Motu was in great chaos. In this chaos, Golden Light Sect rose up and occupied Dongluo City, causing Mo Tugong felt a headache, especially the golden light ancestor who was extremely mysterious, taught the crowd five thousand, and formed an array that was earth-shattering.
The name Jinguang ancestor, in today's Motu, is already known by everyone and has a great reputation.
At this moment, they suddenly discovered that it turned out that Master Meng was the ancestor of the golden light. This strong feeling immediately made them feel incredible.
Han Xueshan widened her eyes, and suddenly she realized that there were too many mysteries in Meng Hao's body that she didn't know, whether it was the performance of master alchemy, or the strength of thorns that could catalyze the thorns, or now The identity of the ancestor of Jinguang, all of this, will cause her shock time and time again.
Han Xuebao was silent, looked at Meng Hao deeply, clasped his fists, and bowed.
With this worship, the four elders and all the members of the Hanxue family around him clasped their fists and bowed deeply.
"Predecessors don't need to be like this." Meng Hao understands the meaning of Hanxuebao's worship, which is to thank himself for saving the Hanxue clan many times.
At this moment, the outside mist was rolling, and the roaring sound continued. The light of the formation here became brighter, and there was even a roaring sound. This was a sign that the teleportation formation was about to open.
"The Hanxue family, from now on, remember the great kindness of fellow daoists. This kindness starts from the old man, and the generations of the people from this generation will never forget it!" Hanxuebao took a deep breath, looked at Meng Hao, and suddenly raised his right hand with a pill. The thorn seeds flew out and fell in front of Meng Hao.
"The Hanxue family at this moment can't mention anything in return. For me, this thorn seed is of little use in the Zi Yunzong, but for you, the road to comprehension is more sinister than this. Things can also be protected once more." Han Xuebao said in a deep voice.
Meng Hao did not refuse. He really cared about this thorn seed. According to his thoughts, if this thing is swallowed by a cane, there may be some special transformations. At this moment, he put away the thorn seed, Meng Hao nodded. .
"Senior, fellow daoists of the Hanxue family, the formation has been opened, and Meng is here to escort you. After you all leave, I will destroy the formation.
I wish you all... a safe journey! "Meng Hao said solemnly. During the short half year with the Han Xue family, he has experienced a lot of things. At this moment, everything has achieved what he wanted. Right now, it is the last thing he has done for the Han Xue family.
The loud roar of the outside world, the countless figures in the fog, and the screams of the monks in the West Desert, all these have become the present farewell song, echoing in all directions. Meng Hao looked at the Hanxue tribe and formed a formation here. After being completely opened, one by one looked at himself, and every member of the tribe would hold his fist and bow deeply before stepping into the formation.
These people are no longer unfamiliar to Meng Hao. He is familiar with every face, although many of them cannot be named, but in the past six months of defending the city, Meng Hao’s many rescues have made each other A kind of friendship is included.
"Master Meng’s grace, never forget!"
"I hope that one day, I can meet Master Meng!"
"Master Meng, take care!"
One by one, the cultivators of the Cold Snow race stepped into the formation and disappeared, until the four elders looked at Meng Hao.
Han Xueshan, standing in the formation, looked at Meng Hao. She did not worship or speak, and she resisted the tears. She looked at Meng Hao, and Meng Hao also looked at her.
The two people, separated by the formation, gradually saw each other's eyes blurred.
"Whenever snow falls, you have to think of me." At the last moment when the world was blurred, Han Xueshan seemed to muster the courage, and said this to Meng Hao outside the formation, and the figure disappeared.
With a smile on Meng Hao's face, he nodded, but he knew that the other party couldn't see this scene.
A sigh came from Hanxuebao's heart. He shook his head. There were no Hanxue people besides him. He was the last monk to step into the formation. Standing in the formation, he looked at the surrounding ruins and watched. With the tumbling of the mist and the roar and screams in the mist, all of this gradually made him feel a little far away.
"Really decided not to go to the Southern Region with us?" Before the teleportation, Han Xuebao looked at Meng Hao and said in a deep voice.
"No, thank you senior for your kindness, and wish you a safe journey to senior." Meng Hao smiled, clasped his fists, and bowed to the snow storm that gradually blurred.
The cold snowstorm did not speak, closed his eyes, his body quickly blurred, the formation roared, and the transmitted strong light roared, seeming to rush straight to the sky, turning into a ring of ripples, and after it spread rapidly, this Just disappeared.
Seeing everyone going away, Meng Hao was silent for a moment. When he shook his head, he lifted his right hand and pressed it toward the formation gap. The roar spread and the earth shook. The formation here shattered every inch and became flying ash, which could no longer be recovered. .
Meng Hao turned around and looked up at the mist around him. At this moment, a stray light flew, and the parrot fell on Meng Hao's shoulder, and then the skin jelly also turned into a hat.
The earth rolled, and rattan sticks came out, lingering around. At this moment, Meng Hao's figure was full of monsters.
Even at this moment, the sound of clicking was heard in Meng Hao’s storage bag. After he raised his right hand for a beat, a silkworm chrysalis that was shattering flew out, and after it quickly shattered, a snowy white The silkworm flew out suddenly!
This silkworm is snow-white all over, only the size of a little finger, and the whole body is crystal clear, without coldness. It is desirable to have an indescribable sense of sharpness. At this moment, it is earth-shattering.
Eyeless silkworm!
Its eyes were cold, revealing a sense of indifference to sentient beings. At the moment it broke out of the cocoon, a sensational silkworm croak came from its mouth! !
The silkworm is silent, but there is no eye!
This sound is only made once in a lifetime!
At the moment when the sound of the eyeless silkworm came out, there was a shocking sensation that shook the entire ink soil, the entire southern region, and even the western desert, and even the eastern soil, suddenly shocked!