The moment Meng Hao lifted up, the sky came down like a black cloud, covering a radius of thousands of feet, and the huge spider's legs roared directly down.
The earth trembled, and a terrifying pressure spread across all directions in an instant, making it seem that all the lives that existed within this thousand meters could not dodge the slightest. All existence must be wiped out and completely collapsed under the power of this earth-shaking power.
"This person is dead!" The nine elders, protecting Zhao Youlan, who had lost the pale right arm at this moment, looked at this scene coldly, but Zhao Youlan frowned.
Her brows trembled from time to time. It was the sharp pain of losing her right arm, which made her not only pale, but also stabbed her mind at all times. She could only do her best to ignore the loss of her arm and use all the mind left at this moment to analyze Meng. Ho.
"Those silk threads around him can trap the great sacrifice before, and you can see their strength, so this person now puts hope on this silk thread, he must have a judgment!
He should not die!
This person has a good cultivation base, his mind is like a fox, he acted decisively, but he was also meticulous, behaved ruthlessly, and had a great identity. No tribe would like to provoke such a character..." Zhao Youlan sighed inwardly. Knowing that Master Meng of the Wushen Five Departments was so powerful, their plans for the Five Departments would also change.
"However, whether he is alive or dead under the sacred spider's blow, the result is not important anymore. The spurt of blood before me represents a failure in the trial. Then, the army of the tribe is about to arrive."
At the moment when Zhao Youlan was silently thinking, the spider legs in the sky had gone straight to Meng Hao. Outside Meng Hao’s body, the eyeless silk swiftly circled and intertwined into an airtight pupa. In a blink of an eye, This spider's legs touched together.
From a distance, if there is a black sickle which is directly cut three feet outside Meng Hao's body, it is blocked by the eyeless silk. At the moment of a stop, there is a loud noise and a roar, and a strong impact will be directed towards the surroundings. The rumbling swept away, and the continuous scrolling, set off a whirlwind, causing all the monks in all directions, like a violent wind, to back away involuntarily.
Meng Hao's whole body shook, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, the black sickle, pressed from the position of three feet, and went straight to Meng Hao, but the speed was getting slower and slower. Even so, the destructive power it released And coercion suddenly fell on Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's body shook again, and his sickle reached two feet!
One and a half feet, one feet, half feet, three feet, two feet...
As the sickle approached, Meng Hao raised his head with a cold glow in his eyes. He stood there and looked at the coming sickle coldly. Although his body vibrated, these coercive pressures were really...
"Too weak!" When Meng Hao spoke lightly, the sickle was only three inches away from his heavenly spirit!
But these three inches of distance, like the sky and the earth, cannot cross domains. Between the three inches outside of Meng Hao's body, the entanglement of the eyeless silk has reached an astonishing level. This silk world is indelible!
No matter how much this sickle tried to continue cutting down, it couldn't do it. Soon it trembled. In the blink of an eye, it seemed to consume all the power of coming. Three inches away from Meng Hao, the ashes disappeared.
A roar came from the end of the sky, the heavens and the earth changed, the clouds rolled, a huge spider turned in the sky, waving its claws like a sickle, seeming to tear the nothingness. At this moment, the five totem saints The ancestors roared and snarled at each other, tightly entangled, not letting the holy spider's body descend.
Even at this moment, when the black sickle disappeared, the five tribesmen in the light curtain roared one by one, seven Yuanying monks, and nearly all the five tribes who remained. After the death of more than a dozen Yuanying tribesmen, they turned into a brand of revenge, so that the vicissitudes of life, who survived by chance, broke out of the light curtain.
"Vengeance!" Wubing tribe father, with red eyes, roared up to the sky.
"revenge!!"
"Vengeance!!!" All the five tribes who rushed out of the light curtain screamed one after another, their world has been covered by hatred, and even death broke out of their bodies, they would also pull the poisonous spider. The madness of the same death, rushed outside the light curtain, the monks with more than three thousand poisonous spiders.
That is, within a few breaths, the cultivators of the two sides immediately fought each other, and the poisonous spider was in the same vein, and the three dragons were cut off. It was a morale blow for everyone.
Meng Hao’s toughness left a deep impression in their hearts. Then, Meng Hao was killed in a thousand troops, spanning three thousand repairs, and only chased the saint. The nine elders of Yuan Ying made a move and could not stop Meng. Hao, even the high priest was trapped and not allowed to go out. Everyone could only watch, the holy saint, who was high in their hearts, showed despair, was beheaded, and fled in a hurry.
This was a strong blow to all the monks of the poisonous spider line, and it made the image of Meng Hao in their minds no longer pure and profound, but almost indelible!
If only this is the case, then, a blow from their sacred spider can kill all existing terrorist means. When it comes to the sky, they think that Meng Hao is bound to die, but everything they see with their own eyes is nothing. Even the holy spider could not kill Meng Hao.
In this way, Meng Hao's figure has become a nightmare in their eyes, an invincible and indelible nightmare!
Right now is the time when morale and confidence are at its lowest, while the Wushen Wubu is completely the opposite. Their murderous intent is overwhelming, and their hatred is astonishing. Their children have their parents and their relatives, so their eyes are red, they are almost crying, red eyes, madness of life, for... revenge!
The two sides were in instant contact, there was no command, no conspiracy, and there was just a mutual killing, with a roar echoing, a tribe of the Five Tribes of the Black God, after killing one person in the place, he was seriously injured, but he laughed wildly and chose He blew himself up. At the moment his body roared and collapsed, he smiled, because he saw his own blew up just before his death and killed at least the other three.
The roar continued to spread. Almost all the five tribesmen stood at the last moment, and they blew themselves up to tell the poisonous spiders, telling everyone the revenge determination of the five tribes of the black god!
A man of five tribes who lost his legs, arms, and even the destruction of Dantian made him lose the qualification to blew himself up, but he still has teeth, even if it is dead, even if his body is quickly torn apart, but his teeth are still dead. Deadly biting an enemy's throat, desperate to die.
In a short period of time, one contact with each other, the poisonous spider line immediately saw the deaths of more than hundreds of people, a tragic scene, a roar of madness, and people from the five tribes of the Black God, who were not afraid of life and death for revenge. The monk who shook the poisonous spider vein.
It made them feel terrified, made them feel short of breath, and made them timid in the face of the five crazy parts at this moment!
They began to retreat, and the nine elders in the distance opened their eyes wide at this moment. This scene was also very touching to them, but before they could think too much, the seven Nascent Soul monks from the fifth department, Has come straight to them.
As for the great sacrifice, the clan prince of the Wubing tribe has long been red-eyed, and howling is approaching. This... is the real battle between the two parties. Unlike the previous unilateral deaths, this... is a life and death fight between the two tribes.
Meng Hao looked at everything around him. He saw the rise of the Wushen Five, and saw their determination to revenge. It was at this time that a whining voice came. It was not the sound of a horn, it was from the current Wushen Five. Within the light curtain of the Ministry, there are less than a thousand people from the tribe, and their voices are heard.
Of these nearly a thousand people, most of them are children, and the rest are elderly elders. Most of them have no cultivation base, just ordinary people, but they... Seen from the people who sacrificed in Wushen Wubu , Is hope, is the hope of the tribe.
At this moment, these nearly a thousand people were crying. While they were crying, they started singing and dancing. This song and dance is the Tibetan song of the tribe. Whenever the tribe dies, the whole tribe is a funeral to send the soul of the tribe to heaven. Song.
"Maybe you are still there, maybe you are looking at your family, maybe you will return..."
"We hope that the sky will not hinder your path, let the earth guide your direction, and the golden light of the black god in life will let the blood of the people leave your glory in the world..."
"We still hope that no years will bury you, no demonic souls will take you away, no demonic will to disturb you, no life, to disturb your sleep..."
"You are the fighters of the Crow God, you are the pride of the Crow God, you, will enjoy eternity in the kingdom of the Crow God... We are waiting for you to return!" The cry turned into a humming funeral song, echoing on the earth, Meng Hao listened, faintly as if he saw countless souls, appearing in the world, as if staring at his homeland and the tribe.
In the funeral song, all the five tribesmen who were fighting together left tears. They laughed frantically and killed frantically. In the laughter and tears, their enemy, the monk of the poisonous spider line, showed fear. They have killed many tribes, but there has never been a tribe, like the five black gods in front of them, with such determination and madness.
They are scared.