The self-explosive roar, but under Meng Hao’s eyeless silkworm, it had no effect at all, and it was completely offset. Meng Hao glanced at the Yuan Ying who fled with panic, raised his right hand with a wave, and the eyeless silk buzzed away in an instant. Swipe directly from this Yuan Ying, squeezed fiercely, this Yuan Ying's eyes were desperate, his hands pinched, and the light outside his body immediately dazzled, trying to resist, but the moment he touched the eyeless silk, he was immediately divided. Come on, this eyeless silk is wrapped around the Nascent Soul in an instant, strangling it directly!
The screams suddenly came out, the elder of the poisonous scorpion line, after losing his body, the remaining Nascent Infant could not escape the fate of death, torn apart and completely perished.
His death caused the minds of everyone around, especially Meng Hao's methods to be extremely cruel, cruel and ruthless, and the meaning of extinction was extremely obvious. Coupled with Meng Hao's teleportation, he had completely stepped into the Yuan Dynasty. In the qualification for the Battle of Infant, all the cultivators around him were injured before, and the cultivation base was blocked by the poisonous scorpion, which was isolated from the outside world, which made the Infant’s instability. At this moment, the face of the Heavenly Sacrifice changed continuously. , There was a hint of resentment in his eyes, but his body instantly retreated, no longer entangled.
As for the other eight Yuan Ying cultivators, all of them were terrified. If they were at the peak of their cultivation base, they would still be sure to join forces in a battle, but at this moment, they had suffered five pains and seven injuries. When he moved away, he distanced himself from Meng Hao, even more vigilant.
Seeing this scene, Meng Hao sighed inwardly. If he killed faster before, perhaps he could kill a few more people, but the Yuanying monks, each of them rises from tens of thousands of people, and it’s hard to think. Kill.
Before this, Meng Hao took advantage of it to kill one person successfully. At this moment, everyone didn't dare to fight anymore, and wanted to continue to kill. It was somewhat difficult.
"Since you don't dare to fight, it doesn't matter if you leave behind the seeds of retreat in these people's minds, it will be easier for me to kill them if you meet them in the future!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, his expression revealed confidence. This is what he really is. In a sense, the first Nascent Soul monk to be killed alone, at this moment, he can be considered to a real degree, and he has gained a firm foothold in the realm of comprehension!
Killing a monk in the initial stage of Yuanying, Meng Hao can do it when the fire attribute does not appear, but it will not be as easy as it is now, but now, after the fire attribute totem appears, Meng Hao has three totems. Although he is still the golden core of great perfection, his actual combat power has already crossed the gap between the core pill and the Yuan Ying, which is said to be an insurmountable gully!
At this moment, Meng Hao's body disappeared again, and when he appeared, he was already by Zhao Chunmu's side. Zhao Chunmu's face was pale, he let out a scream, and his expression was terrified.
"Since you can't attract big fish, there is no need to keep your bait." Meng Hao spoke lightly, raising his right hand, no matter how Zhao Chunmu resisted and struggled, it instantly hit this person's eyebrows.
With a light touch, it was a roar, and Zhao Chunmu's entire head exploded directly, and his body fluttered directly to the ground.
At the same time, on the battlefield, the Wushen Five Departments were also fighting with the poisonous scorpion. The rise of Meng Hao, the record of killing a Yuanying monk, the other Yuanying elders did not dare to approach until they killed the poisonous scorpion one. The scenes of Mai Shengzi completely defeated the poisonous scorpion line's fighting intent, causing them to retreat one after another, while the Wushen five, rising up one after another, fighting monstrously, seeming to forget the exhaustion, even if there is only one left at the moment. Thousands of people are still shocking crazily.
Meng Hao's demon group played an extremely critical role in this war. Without the existence of nearly 7,000 demon groups who had died at this moment, the Wushen Five Departments would have been unable to hold on to the present.
Standing on the battlefield, Meng Hao's eyes swept across all directions, and once again fell on Zhao Youlan. At this glance, Zhao Youlan's complexion was immediately extremely pale. The elders of several poisonous spiders beside him, and the one who had already Retreating back, the high priest who guarded Zhao Youlan immediately became nervous.
Meng Hao's intrepidity has deeply shocked them.
At this moment, a thunder rumbling came from the sky. This thunder was a bit special, as if countless people were screaming sternly. It sounded like shaking people's hearts, as if their souls were trembling.
Even after the thunder, the rain fell. It was purple rain. At this moment, it was not the sporadic rain before, but it was bigger and scattered on the ground.
In this rain, the cold meaning of destruction, the extinction of all vitality contained in it, gradually showed signs in this rain-filled world.
In Meng Hao's heart, even at this moment, there was a crisis for no reason. He suddenly raised his head, watched the purple rain falling in the sky, and frowned again.
"This rain... It's not right."
Almost at the same time when the rain was falling, the distant sky, a light of transmission dazzled in an instant, and then, a group of figures seemed to walk out of the void, quickly becoming clear, it was the tribe of Wudu tribe.
Their appearance immediately made the desperate scorpion family members excited.
Meng Hao's eyes contracted, and his sleeves flicked as he backed away.
"The Five Tribes of the Black God, retreat into the light curtain!" In his words, all the tribesmen of the Five Tribes of the Black God on the battlefield saw this scene in the sky. In silence, they stepped back one after another on the battlefield. There was an open space.
At this moment, Li Hao heard that more than 20,000 monks from the Five Poison Tribe came with indifference and murderous intent, and their numbers were overwhelming.
Even among them, there are many high-level dragons. Each dragon has thousands or even tens of thousands of different monsters. After more than 20,000 monks, they turned into an even larger sea of monsters. , Whizzing out.
Among these monks, the elder Yuan Ying, there are more than 30 people, and there are more than six sacrifices, and even among the strong, there is an old man wearing a white robe with brown skin and a compelling gleam in his eyes. The cultivation base is impressively in the late Yuan Ying period.
His identity is the leader of the Five Poison Department Sacrifice Group. The entire Five Poisons and Five Vessels, the common great sacrifice, ranks second only to the Clan Father among the Five Poisons.
"Meet the high priest!"
"I'll wait to see the high priest!" Whether it is a poisonous spider or a poisonous scorpion, all the remaining people on the battlefield at this moment are all facing the sky, and the old man bows down.
Zhao Youlan is also one of them.
In the sky, this immense strength is definitely not something that the Wushen tribe can resist at this moment, especially since the light curtain has no root at this moment, the exam is thin, and it seems that at most two hours, it will dissipate on its own.
Outside the light curtain, Meng Hao stood there, beside him, including the clan father of the Wubing tribe, the remaining five Yuan Ying monks of the five units at the moment, all of them looked ugly.
Under Meng Hao's control, the remaining more than 7,000 monster groups guarded outside the light curtain. At this moment, they were quiet, causing a rare silence on the battlefield. Only the purple rain was getting bigger and bigger.
"Don't leave one!" In this silence, in the sky, the high priest of the Five Poison Ministry, the brown-faced old man, spoke lightly. When his voice came out, it roared to the sky, from all the monsters, from 20,000 Many monks, in this roar, turned into a huge sea of water, and came straight to Meng Hao.
The moment they arrived, Meng Hao took a deep breath, his eyes showed a cold light, he did not summon Qi Nan, because Qi Nan can only save his own life and death, not for war.
But the reason why Meng Hao had a certain degree of confidence in this battle from beginning to end was because Meng Hao had a hole card, which he had not shown yet.
At this moment, Meng Hao's voice echoed.
"Twigs, thorns..." The moment Meng Hao's voice came out, there was a neighing sound from the brutal giant's body. It was the blood-colored cane entwined on its body. The cane rushed out, and the whole body was immediately covered. After removing the sharp thorns, they rushed directly into the earth.
Almost at the moment when this cane merged into the earth, in front of Meng Hao, it was also in front of the Wudox tribe army. The ground rolled fiercely, and the sharp thorns rushed out instantly. These sharp thorns were seven or eight zhang long, There are hundreds of feet, appearing in layers, directly surrounding the entire Wushen tribe!
What is even more weird is that countless sharp thorns appeared on each sharp thorn, spreading to each other, and at the same time as the five poisonous army rushed, a protection composed of thorns completely wiped out the Crow God tribe. Shrouded in it.
This sharp thorn is a holy artifact of the Hanxue family. It was bestowed by the ancestors of the Hanxue family when Meng Hao left Saint Snow City, and was later used by Meng Hao to feed the cane. At this moment, the cane has completely absorbed it after many years have passed. , A mutation occurred.
In the roar, outside the sharp thorn protection, the demon group was approaching, and under the touch, there was a loud noise, but the same, the demon group uttered a stern roar.
Slash the spirit, where this thorn is, you can't step into it!
Meng Hao took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and condensed a drop of life blood into the thorns. Instantly the spiritual sense merged with the thorns, as if incarnate the thorns. In this way, he fought against the five poisons.
"The shattered thorn of the Hanxue family!" At the moment the thorn appeared, the high priest of the Five Poison Department suddenly shrank his eyes in mid-air.
"Under the so-called Spirit Slashing, the indestructible thorns of the Hanxue family... The old man wants to see if this rumor is true or false!" The high priest snorted coldly, and raised his right hand with a wave, immediately all the monks and all the demons around Group, went straight to the thorns to protect.
Suddenly, the sky roared, the light of magic weapon, the light of totem, the earth was shaking, the earth trembled, the mountains collapsed, the thorns kept shaking, and the layers shattered, but they still insisted not to collapse!
At the same time, it spread out continuously, and the sharp thorns shot up into the sky one by one, causing the Five Poison Ministry to die a large number of monsters in this short period of time. There were more than 20,000 monks and more than 3,000 people. In the screaming scream, his body was penetrated by sharp thorns, sucking away his life, and turning into a corpse.
Just as this war continued, as if one side was immortal, it would not stop. Suddenly, the weird thunder that resembled countless people roaring sternly appeared again in the sky. In this thunder, the purple rain became bigger. When it fell on the ground, not a single drop would melt into the ground, but float on the ground, causing small puddles to appear in the low-lying areas of the ground.
This scene attracted the attention of Meng Hao and Zhao Youlan. It also attracted the attention of all the Nascent Soul monks in the Five Poison Department, especially the high priest. After he was taken aback, he took a closer look at the rain. , Suddenly... His complexion changed drastically!
Completely changed!
"This... This is..." The high priest trembled. With his cultivation and his mind, even if he encountered a major event related to the survival of the tribe, he would rarely be so uncontrollable, unless... this matter, It is more earth-shaking than the life and death of the tribe, and even more shocking to hear!