The war between the Wushen Tribe and the Five Poisons Department is still going on. Looking at the situation of decline, it is gradually appearing. The deaths and injuries of the Wushen tribe are increasing, and the same is true for the demons.
The Five Poison Ministry, despite the price it paid, was less than the Wushen tribe, and because of the suppression of its peak combat power, the Wushen tribe in this war was rapidly collapsing.
Meng Hao was in the bloody seal, he thought of many ways, tried to break the place, but he could not do it, teleport or magic weapon, even the three-tailed flag Meng Hao took out, can shake the bloody seal, but Unable to break open in a short time.
He tried every method, even the lotus sword formation, even the three weird wooden swords, couldn’t cut the bloody seal quickly, even Han Shan’s fairy sword, according to Meng Hao’s calculations, it would take at least a day. It is possible to break this seal.
In the end, the only choice placed in front of Meng Hao was to sing the sword energy. Meng Hao's eyes were red, and the alcohol outside his body slowly dissipated.
"This blood contains cause and effect. It is the blood of a certain generation of ancestors that the Ji family does not know. Just this drop of blood will always be so powerful. Then, before this life, how strong is it?" Meng Hao was shocked, in this wine When the Qi is vertical and horizontal, the Sing Sword Qi in the body is rapidly condensing.
He couldn't think of other methods. The only method at the moment was to sing sword energy. Although it was a pity to use it like this, it was unknown whether it could be broken, but Meng Hao also knew that the Wushen tribe would not last long.
At this moment, he took a deep breath. At the moment he was about to let out the sword aura, Meng Hao stared at the blood-seal armband and watched the blood squirming. Suddenly, Meng Hao's body shook suddenly.
"Blood... Blood..." In Meng Hao's mind, at this moment, if there was a thunder of lightning, a very bold, even crazy idea, suddenly appeared in his mind.
This thought caused Meng Hao to breathe quickly, causing the Tage Sword Qi in his body to hesitate when he was about to release.
"Soul blood, this is the soul blood of the Ji family, and I have the soul blood of the Ji family's quasi-sequence repair in my hand. If you add the drop in front of you, it will be two drops!
And the scarlet mask also sealed Ji Nineteen, and Rong Neng took out his soul blood. Then I was the blood of the three generations of Ji clan forever. According to the blood fairy law, I can refine the first blood body!
If you can get three more generations, you can become a blood spirit, and you can get the blood of the nine generations, then you will transform into the blood god, blood god... Has the power to return to the ancestors, and reproduce the strongest ones hidden in the blood of the Ji family Figure!
Have part of the fairy power of one of them! "Meng Hao was breathing fast, this idea spread rapidly in his mind, and instantly occupied the whole mind, he suddenly felt that this time might be a chance for him!
Having missed this, it was extremely difficult for him to obtain the quarter blood, especially this drop of blood, which was obviously different and had a great origin!
"I don't have to cut off this bloody seal, I can choose...Here, refine my Ji family blood body!" Meng Hao's breathing was short, his eyes gradually showed a strong light.
"Then what I need to do now is to get the blood of Ji Nineteen!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and after weighing it, he immediately showed decisiveness.
Lifting his right hand, he directly touched the brow of the scarlet mask on his face, and with a blast of spiritual consciousness, it poured directly into the scarlet mask and appeared in front of Ji Jia Nineteen, who was sealed by the three tail flags.
Ji Family Nineteen was extremely weak at the moment, but his eyes were strangely light, and he felt the will of their Ji family ancestors in the outside atmosphere.
"Who is it... this thing is impossible, so old, how could there be such an ancient blood of ancestors... beyond the history of the family, who is he?"
The arrival of Meng Hao couldn't attract Ji Jiu's attention. His mind was still shaking, but at this moment, in the world inside the blood mask, Meng Hao, who had condensed his body, showed a cruel expression and raised his right hand. Beginning, without hesitation, he pointed at the center of Ji Nineteen's forehead.
Ji Jiu's complexion changed, and then he was ferocious. Before he could struggle, the breath of the lotus sword formation spread from Meng Hao, merged into the scarlet mask, and descended on Ji Jiu's body.
"You can resist and struggle, and I don't care about getting Ji Family information from you anymore. Right now I want a drop of your soul blood. Whether you struggle or refuse, even resisting... is useless.
If you obey, I will leave as soon as I take it. If you struggle, I will kill your soul and I will also take out this drop of soul blood! "When Meng Hao opened his mouth gloomily, his eyes closed, all his cultivation bases were running, and the four totems were transformed to mobilize the Blood Immortal Dafa with all his strength to collect the soul blood from the nineteenth season.
The breath of the lotus sword formation came, and the power of the years suddenly turned. At the same time, in order to ensure success, Meng Hao even summoned the sleeping Scarlet Mastiff!
The mastiff’s deep sleep has gradually become loose during these years, and Meng Hao can feel that it... is about to wake up!
Ji Jiu's expression changed drastically. He could hear the murderousness and cruelty in Meng Hao's words. He had no doubt about the authenticity of what Meng Hao said to him this time.
At this moment, his mind was shaken, but if he didn't struggle, how could he be reconciled, but the power of that time came, first made his face change, and then the whistling and scrolling of the three-tailed flag made him breathe quickly, and finally the breath of a mastiff came, That was the impact that contained the power of slashing spirits, and this season nineteen suddenly felt Meng Hao's determination, and there was a strong life and death crisis.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that if Meng Hao didn't kill himself, it wasn't that he couldn't, but he didn't want to.
He felt Meng Hao's decision, and his heart suddenly became tangled.
When Meng Hao forcibly collected the soul blood of the nineteenth ancestors of the Ji family, the war between the Wushen Tribe and the Five Poison Tribe had reached a fever pitch.
The Celestial Beast is not the opponent of the three totem ancestors at all. Even if there are parrots and skin freezes, they are constantly getting injured. At this moment, the body is roaring and the breath is weak, but it is still roaring, restraining the three totem ancestors and not letting them. Bypass yourself.
In mid-air, the Yuan Ying elders of the Wushen tribe turned pale and spewed blood. Their injuries became more serious, and they seemed to be running out of oil at this moment.
There are other tribesmen who also died in this battle. The two sides almost exchanged death for death. The sound of self-detonation spread everywhere. The same is true for the demon group. The big hair is seriously injured, the savage giant is also spewing blood, and the Gura , Even more pale, airy.
In the clan father's place, the burning has almost reached its limit, and the consumption of vitality at this moment makes his whole body full of lifelessness, but he still desperately restrains the Five Poison Ministry's sacrifice.
"Master Saint Ancestor... We can't hold on anymore..."
"Master Saint Ancestor, please break the seal quickly!"
"Master Saint Ancestor..." The call from his heart spread all around. It was not a voice, but the consciousness of all the people of the Wushen tribe, and after they were fused together, they turned into a will.
When this will echoed, within the blood-colored seal, Meng Hao's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a drop of soul blood flew out of the blood-colored mask and landed in the palm of his hand.
Meng Hao’s complexion was a little pale, Ji Nineteen’s soul blood was not easy to take out. If it weren’t for Meng Hao’s now much stronger than before, it would be difficult to take it out, but even so, it’s still like fighting a strong enemy. Tired like a day.
But it was not the right time to rest. He raised his right hand with a wave, and immediately next to Ji nineteen's soul blood, another drop of soul blood appeared. This blood came from Ji Jiazhun who was killed by Meng Hao outside the cave of death. Tianjiao of sequence.
Adding this soul blood that turned into a bloody seal, there are three drops in total!
Meng Hao took a deep breath, pinched the tactics with both hands without hesitation, launched the Blood Immortal Dafa to refine the blood body!
"Melt!" Meng Hao yelled, and immediately the two drops of blood in front of him merged instantly, and then went straight to the blood-colored barriers around him in a flash, and they melted together in an instant.
The blood is of the same origin, so it blends together. After the fusion, Meng Hao immediately sat down cross-legs, closed his eyes, and kept pinching his hands. The big beads of sweat flowed on his face, and his hands were getting faster and faster. The mark continued to be punched out, and immediately the scarlet seal began to shrink strangely.
With the contraction, there seemed to be an invisible roar that was shaking the earth, spreading inside the blood-colored seal and outside the blood-colored seal, shaking the entire battlefield, making the faces of the members of the Five Poison Tribe changed drastically, even if they were the three totem saints. The ancestors also looked shocked one after another.
It was even introduced to the ears of the people of the Wushen tribe, making them refreshed.
The blood mass turned into a blood seal is now in the eyes of tens of thousands of people around, is weirdly distorting and shrinking constantly, the face of the clan master of the Five Poison Tribe changes, his heart is frightened for some reason, and there is even more one. The unfavorable reasons are breeding crazily.
The five-poison tribe father snarled, pinched the tactics with both hands, constantly strengthening the seal.
But at this moment, the roar resounded, and the blood mass shrank rapidly from the previous ten zhang size. At this moment, only five zhang remained, and more than 20,000 blood masses emerged during this contraction. Faces, these faces are distorted, they are all the spirits of the Five Poison Ministry integrated into the blood of this sky, and it is the consciousness that controls this blood.
In the roar at this moment, more than 10,000 faces were forced out in an instant, and the blood mass shrank again and became three feet. A pure feeling appeared in an instant, shaking the earth.
Even at this time, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from the blood mass. This aura instantly surpassed all the blood bodies that Meng Hao had refined, shaking the earth, making the sky red in an instant, like the birth of a monster!
The strength of this breath even surpassed Spirit Slash, reaching an indescribable level, causing everyone's complexion to change drastically, causing all the powerhouses of the Five Poison Department to take a breath and look shocked.
They clearly understand that when all the spirits of the five poison tribes in this blood group are forced out, it will represent this blood, and it is not under the control of the five poisons!
Within this roar, there was even more roaring sound echoing, spreading like thunder in all directions, shaking all the monks, all the demons on the battlefield, and the totem saint ancestor of the Five Poison Ministry.
At the moment when their complexions all changed, the roar sounded again, and thousands of five poisonous spirits were forced out.
The breath of horror rises to the sky! ! The sky and the earth are changing, the wind and clouds are moving, the world has become a bloody yellow spring in an instant!
"Don't let this person get out of trouble!" The five-poison clan father screamed, his body rushed out, trying to stop everything, where the sacrifice was made, he was injured and spouted a mouthful of blood, got rid of the Wushen clan father, and went straight to the place. Coming, his expression showed horror and horror, and stopped together.