"Senior Hanshan..." Meng Hao murmured, holding Hanshan's sword, holding Hanshan's pot, and on his right arm there is a totem made by Hanshan's frosty soil. All of this, if it is a foreign object, then at this moment. In the depths of Meng Hao's heart, Han Shan and his wife were also left behind.
This figure has no bleakness, no loneliness, and no confusion. Some... It's just the back of the husband and wife, walking towards the distance with each other.
"I, Meng Hao, swear in this ruins bridge, if there is a day to shake this immortal bridge in this life, I will return here to repay my gratitude!" Meng Hao was silent. A deep bow.
Well, in Meng Hao's heart, it is his principle of life, which will never be forgotten!
In life, if you encounter benefactors one after another, if you forget them, then Meng Hao is not worthy to be called a monk, and if you have a grudge... then you must repay him several times.
For those who have done me a favor, I will return with all my strength!
If you have enemies to me, I will pay back ten times!
People don’t offend me, I don’t offend people, if people offend me, I will kill people!
This is Meng Hao.
In the Confucian way of neutralization, there are two aspects, one is to be virtuous, and the other is to be aggressive. Since Meng Hao entered the realm of comprehension, he also has a way.
This Dao is not a cultivator, but its own principle. This principle is also neutral, and it also contains two aspects, one is the method of repaying gratitude, and the other is the killing of myself!
Cultivation is self-confidence.
Practice, how to be a human being!
Meng Hao clasped his fists and bowed. When he got up for a long time, Zhixiang next to him suddenly flew out. The speed was so fast that she suddenly moved away from the cold wind. In the distance in the void, Zhixiang raised her right hand and immediately a piece of it. The red flower appeared suddenly, it was not Meng Hao that attacked, but turned into a sea of flowers, covering a... the demon spirit butterfly that flew here!
The speed was so fast, and within a short time, the demon spirit butterfly was taken away. Zhixiang's eyes showed excitement. When the laughter came out, not far away, another demon spirit butterfly also appeared, but As if frightened, his wings flapped, and he went away in an instant.
Zhixiang's eyes flashed, and when she was about to pursue her, her footsteps suddenly stopped, because at this moment, Meng Hao's sword aura suddenly broke out, and the threat of this sword aura made Zhixiang very annoyed. , This is not the first time the other party has done this.
Zhixiangxiu frowned, smiled suddenly, turned around and shook, and actually gave up the fleeing demon spirit butterfly, and went straight away.
"Meng Hao, although this cooperation is fruitful, if you are interested through these days of understanding, we can come here again in two hundred years to go to the ancient world of demon immortals!
Perhaps the way to rescue Senior Han Shan is in the Demon Immortal Ancient Realm. As for the demon spirit that flew away, if you want it, I won't snatch it with you. Zhixiang laughed, and her body flashed, turning into a red Changhong, and she went straight to nothingness in the distance without a trace.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed slightly, staring coldly at Zhixiang who was going away, did not stop or speak, let the other party leave, stepping on the void while he stepped, and chasing the fleeing demon spirit.
In the distance, Zhixiang's figure teleported, and when she appeared, she was already in the area far away from Meng Hao. She was in a very distant void. As soon as she appeared, she spewed a mouthful of blood, her body trembled slightly, and there was overlap on her face. The ghost, the overlapping ghost, is the soul of Zhao Youlan who is struggling!
"I don't intend to melt you into your soul, but you have to abide by the agreement, oh dear dear baby, I only borrow your body for two hundred years, and I will return it to you in two hundred years.
Besides, I won’t borrow it for nothing. Zhixiang lifted her right hand, cruelly between her brows.
At this point, Zhao Youlan's soul was immediately weak, showing a sense of fear, and slowly withdrew, until the overlap on Zhixiang's body disappeared.
"Injured by the frost soil, and then by the cold air, just to capture the demon spirit, and even move the fairy source a little, that boy Meng is cunning like a fox, and his heart is vicious. I am afraid that he also saw the clues. .
If I don't leave right away, I can't say this Mengzi really dare to attack me. "Zhixiang's eyes flashed, and she didn't notice at this moment. She didn't know when she had regarded Meng Hao as an opponent.
"But two hundred years later, if this person helps me, with the weirdness of ignoring the curse, it will be of great benefit to my demon ancient realm and my plan to obtain the demon body." In deep thought, Zhixiang's right hand was on the storage bag. With one shot, he took out the Immortal Bridge Stone of the Five Poison Department, and immediately pinched it, and his body was suddenly blurred, and it disappeared without a trace after a long time.
In the void, Meng Hao walked forward alone. The cold wind around him gradually disappeared. When it was completely dissipated, the cold in the void approached Meng Hao. But at this moment, the cold air was full of heat for Meng Hao. .
His earth totem is the unique frosty soil in the world, and the emptiness around him is hot compared to it.
His speed is very fast. After the earth totem is completed, Meng Hao's cultivation base climbs again, and even the speed is much faster than before. Especially this emptiness, for the current Meng Hao, not only does not have the slightest blocking effect, but it makes him It's more adaptation.
It only took half an hour for Meng Hao to catch up with the fleeing butterfly. After taking it away, he paused, revealing contemplation.
"Two demon spirits, the Wushen tribe needs one to go to Motuo, and one more... When the demon fairy world opens two hundred years later, we will make a decision!" Meng Hao showed decisive eyes and whizzed forward. go.
While walking, Meng Hao took out Han Shan's sword. This sword was plain and ordinary, but Meng Hao saw this sword with his own eyes, opened the world, cut the void, and blasted the shocking weather of Soul Mountain.
"This is a fairy sword!" Meng Hao's left hand passed smoothly over the sword, and the buzzing from the sword suddenly whirled around at this moment. In this buzzing, there was sadness, farewell, and hope for the next meeting.
Listening to the buzzing, Meng Hao thought of Han Shan and sighed lightly.
"Compared with Senior Han Shan, I am weak and I may not be able to wield you, but you are sent to me by Senior Han Shan. From then on, you... are my sword!
I promised Senior Han Shan and will save him in the future. At this moment, I also promise you that when I go to save Senior Han Shan, I will definitely take you with you. I will return it to Senior Han Shan on the day of rescue. "
The buzzing gradually disappeared, and the green sword slowly calmed down, turned into a blue light, and came straight to Meng Hao. Meng Hao didn't stop him, letting the blue light touch him, and then took off a drop of blood from the center of his eyebrows.
The blood melted into the sword body, and immediately Meng Hao felt that there seemed to be some unclear connection between himself and the green sword. His eyes flashed, and his right hand was raised with a wave. Go to the front in an instant.
The speed is so fast that Meng Hao can’t see clearly, but a thousand-foot-long stone that is coming fast in the distance from him, it collapsed and exploded in the next instant, with the roar and reverberation, before the shattered impact had swept away. , Qing Jian returned and floated beside Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's mind was shocked. When his right hand was raised, the sword slowly shrank until it turned into a fingernail. It was held by Meng Hao in his mouth and merged into his body. It was sacrificed with golden pills. The sharpness of this sword could become Meng. Hao's assassin, and such assassin, placed in the storage bag, lost surprise.
When the crushing impact of the thousand-foot-long rock spread, Meng Hao had already taken out the immortal bridge stone that had brought him to the ruins bridge boundary. After pinching it, Meng Hao's figure was blurred in an instant and gradually disappeared.
The western desert land, the northern region, has almost become a vast ocean, and in many low-lying areas on the ground, purple lakes have appeared one after another, and the purple rain is pouring and getting bigger and bigger.
The sky has always been dark and no sunlight can be seen, making the space between the sky and the earth dim, full of depression, and bursts of cold air spread around and extinct vitality.
All the mountains have become dead and silent, and there is no greenery. In the northern part of West Desert, the aura has been exhausted to the extreme. On the ground, the rotting corpses of some fierce beasts can be seen everywhere, a mess in the rain.
In the distance, a group of people can be seen faintly, they are rushing away, the team is about four to five thousand people, and everyone is silent and haggard during the migration. Such migration is often seen in the northern part of West Desert during this period.
But at this moment, suddenly, a changhong roared from the sky farther away, seeming to be extremely domineering, moving forward quickly, Changhong was used to the sky, and it caused a sound storm, which exceeded the roar of the sky and the earth. It is very arrogant.
The rapid speed of this Changhong immediately attracted the attention of this group of people from the migrating tribe. These people immediately raised their heads. After seeing the figure in the Changhong, the only five Nascent Soul monks in the tribe suddenly looked Big change.
"Small dust!!"
"During this period, he has been around here, killing seven or eight tribes in a row, killing people and taking things, and offering sacrifices in blood for repairs!"
"Could it be that our tribe is about to die today, we have been very cautious, but we still encountered this damn dust!"
The Changhong that roared from the sky was chased and killed by Meng Hao in the realm of the ruins and bridges, fleeing like a dog of the bereavement, if it hadn't been the appearance of the bridge slave that caused the storm, he would have died in Meng Hao's hands long ago!
His head is small, not tall, and looks like a mouse. This image makes him easy to identify, but he can be recognized instantly. At this moment, he is in the air with a hideous meaning on his face.
Half a month ago, he returned from the ruins bridge boundary, and appeared in the middle of West Desert where he left before, near the northern area. After returning, Yichenzi was very dissatisfied with his ruins bridge boundary and his party, especially with Meng Hao. , Is full of fear.
Even he returned early for this reason. For Meng Hao, he sighed unlucky. After returning to the land of West Desert, he was always pondering the origins of Meng Hao, for fear of being met again. For Meng Hao, he was really scared. NS.
After thinking about it, he thinks that the most unlikely thing for the other party is the northern region. After all, the overall cultivation base in the north is low, and there have been no arrogant figures for many years. In addition, Yichenzi secretly analyzes that the north is a catastrophe at this moment. In the most serious places, the migration is also the most frequent, so it is suitable for you to do it yourself.
So he came to the north.