Zhao's tenement!
After Meng Hao left the patronage sect that year, he went to the capital of Zhao State. In that capital, he stood in the Tang Mansion that he longed to set foot on, climbing high and looking into the east of the Tang Dynasty.
Later, when he left, he seemed to have a feeling. When the country lord Zhao and the courtiers worshipped the Tang Mansion, he inadvertently reverberated. At that glance, he saw a huge vortex appearing in the sky. No one except him could see it. arrive!
Inside that vortex, there is a world. That world is like a battlefield. There are countless corpses. There is also a huge coffin. Its color is black and red. It looks shocking. Hao clearly remembered that the moment he saw it, the dry corpse suddenly opened his eyes.
At that glance, he had burned his vitality for several months, and the purpose of this technique, Meng Hao later understood that it was a branding, which imprinted his own mark.
By the end of the cave, Meng Hao understood everything thoroughly, knew that the corpse was called the Ugly Mentai, and even the fairy who had obtained the Ugly Mentai gave directions, and also knew that the world within the whirlpool was an ancient battlefield.
This battlefield is related to the Li family, the former lord of the Ninth Mountains and Seas, and the Ji family of the current lord, and now, after Meng Hao has gone to the ruins and bridge circles, when he thinks about it, he understands the lord of the Ninth Mountains and Seas back then. The battle of battle is also about demons and immortals!
All of this suddenly came to mind at the moment Meng Hao saw the sky vortex, because at this moment, the vortex world he saw was suddenly...the ancient battlefield back then!
It's just that in this ancient battlefield, there are no coffins, some are seas of corpses...
And in the very center of the sea of corpses, there is a huge altar. In the middle of the altar, there is a black mist that makes people unable to see what is inside, but there is a stern roar, which seems to be constant The earth came out from the mist, and faces faintly visible in the mist, as if trying to rush out of the mist, but they couldn't succeed. They could only roar and howl continuously in the mist and in the endless years.
I can even see that there are monks and strange demons in those faces!
As Meng Hao's mind buzzed, there was a strong sense of calling that came from his mind. For a while, Meng Hao couldn't tell whether it was the black mist calling himself or himself calling the black mist!
But in any case, the feeling of summoning shocked Meng Hao's mind. He thought of the black fog in the center of the formation when he saw the formation before, and he didn't know what connection it had with the things in the vortex.
At this moment, all the monks in the surrounding Eight Vein Alliance showed enthusiasm one by one, all knelt down and worshipped toward the whirlpool in the sky.
Sixteen Yuan Ying monks in mid-air also worshipped together at this moment.
At the same time, the earth was filled with red, and the mist rolled, directly covering everyone in the surroundings, including Meng Hao, and immediately afterwards, a large amount of demon energy burst out from the underground formation.
The moment these monsters appeared, they merged into the body of every monk here. These people still remained crazy, as if immersed in an illusion, unable to extricate themselves. After the monsters penetrated into the body, even their faces were distorted. But still crazy.
As these demon auras merged, these monks immediately trembled, and their expressions became more and more ferocious. Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and when he looked carefully, he gradually saw that the demon aura was merging with the vitality of these people.
Then, following the heavenly spirits and seven orifices of these people, slowly lifted into the air. Under the pinch and manipulation of the sixteen monks, these monsters containing the power of life went straight to the vortex of the sky, and were instantly taken away. After absorbing it, Setsuna melted into the black mist, and was swallowed with excitement by the faces in the mist.
Meng Hao clearly saw this scene. He took a deep breath and glanced sideways at Sun Dahai. At this moment, Sun Dahai was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes to meditate. The position he was in was in this mist, not much. There are several places where there is no demon energy approaching, here are the nodes of some formations, which are temporarily safe.
"What the hell is this mist... Why does it give me a sense of summoning? It's not that it is calling me, but I... Unintentionally, summoning this mist." As Meng Hao was meditating, the surrounding mist rolled over. In the meantime, more demon aura was released, merged into the tens of thousands of monks here, turned into a breath of vitality, and rushed to the sky again.
At the same time, the sound of complex and slurred spells slowly spread from the cultivators of the Eight Vein Alliance around them. There are as many as tens of thousands of Eight Vein Alliance cultivators here. After the sound wave, spread to all directions.
As the sound came out, the surrounding fog rolled more and more monsters, and the faces in the vortex of the sky, the faces in the black fog, became more excited and roared silently.
The whole scene is extremely strange, especially the sixteen Nascent Soul monks in mid-air, their voices are passionate, and when they pinch their hands, they constantly make various marks.
Even at this moment, different totems appeared on the eyebrows of these sixteen people. The look of these totems was just... faces!
Amazingly, those distorted faces in the black mist in the whirlpool!
Even the tens of thousands of people in the Eight-Medition Alliance around them have such faces on their foreheads. These faces are different from old and young, monks and monsters.
"These faces are their totems!" Seeing this, Meng Hao's heart was shocked again. He did not expect that the many faces in the black mist in the vortex were actually totems.
"This Eight-Medition Alliance is very weird. There are formations that can absorb demon energy, and even the monks have demon energy in their bodies, and even their totems have such a connection with the things in this whirlpool world.
What is even more bizarre is... what kind of connection is there between this black mist and the demon-sealing master! "Meng Hao's eyes showed a strange glow.
But at this moment, suddenly, when a large amount of demon energy around him appeared, every formation node that had no demon energy before was covered one by one. At Sun Dahai, his body trembled, and there was demon energy around him. , Is about to get into his body.
Meng Hao frowned, raised his right hand with a wave, and immediately the demon aura around Sun Dahai spread out. Although the proliferation here is very slight compared with the rich demon aura around Sun Dahai, at this moment, there are seven gods immediately. Consciousness swept from mid-air in an instant.
"Yep?"
"This person keeps sober!"
"It's him… "
Almost in the instant that these seven divine senses swept, sixteen Nascent Soul monks in mid-air, three of them shook their bodies and went straight down in an instant. They were so fast that they approached Meng Hao in the blink of an eye.
Among the three, one of them was the middle-aged Wen Sheng, and his eyes were murderous.
Meng Hao gave a cold snort, raised his right hand for a while, and suddenly the demon energy around him roared and whirled, but Meng Hao directly drew a lot of it and turned it into an invisible shock, sweeping towards the coming three people.
As the roar echoed, the three Nascent Soul monks' complexions changed, and their bodies had to stop.
"Demon Qi, this person can actually provoke the evil Qi!!" The three of them looked shocked and pinched each other. They immediately had illusory faces in front of them, and pushed them forward, and the three faces were distorted and gave out a hideous smile. The sound came straight to Meng Hao.
The demon energy that Meng Hao rolled up did not seem to have much effect on these three weird faces. When they came, they swallowed the demon energy. Even if the demon energy had a great impact, it only made one of the faces disappear. The two remaining faces suddenly came in the whistling.
With a bang, the loud noise spread, and a ripple was set off. As it rolled around, Meng Hao's demon retreated, wrapped Sun Dahai, and went straight to the rear.
The three Nascent Soul monks looked gloomy, and went straight to Meng Hao to pursue them.
"It is true that the cultivation base is good, but in the land of my Eight Meridian Alliance, how can you escape!"
"It can be considered strange if you can mobilize the demon spirit. It will make you happy to capture you and worship the holy ancestor!" The three were vigilant, and there was another person whistling in the air while galloping, it was Ou Yunzi. Together, kill Meng Hao.
During the teleportation, the roar rose again, and the four of them combined, unfolding their magical powers, each with their faces transformed, swallowing the evil spirits in a hideous state, and rushing towards Meng Hao.
Meng Hao didn't say a word or ignored the four of them. Instead, he held Sun Dahai with one hand and pinched the tactics with the other, constantly making marks in Sun Dahai's body.
The body drifted away like a ghost, avoiding the siege of the four.
After more than ten breaths, Meng Hao's right hand patted Sun Dahai's forehead, and immediately a light curtain appeared outside Sun Dahai's body. When Meng Hao let go, Sun Dahai fell into the fog below.
With that light curtain, Sun Dahai could not be invaded by the evil spirit. After doing this, Meng Hao turned around and looked at the four coming people. He raised his right hand with a wave, and immediately the evil spirit reappeared, and the roar echoed. Fight with these four people.
The five figures teleported, and they kept shooting each other. The spells, magical powers, faces, and demonic auras, one after another, Ou Yunzi's four people became more and more frightened as they fought.
"What's the origin of this person? It's so weird!"
Just when the four of them felt tricky, in mid-air, among the remaining twelve, two of them flew out again with frowns, teleported in, gathered the power of the six, and transformed into six huge ones after half a pillar of incense. The faces, condensed together, turned into a six-faced shadow, unfolding a six-person killer move with one blow, and a shocking shock erupted, making the heavens and the earth changed. When the storm fell, Meng Hao's figure halted, and his black robe It was torn in an instant, and for the first time in front of everyone, the body under the robe was exposed.
That... not a body, but a group of demon energy, a group of demon energy that has condensed into a body, which looks like a misty body!
Everyone here, the moment they saw the fog body, their hearts shook suddenly, and the six people around, including the ten people in mid-air, all contracted their eyes, and their expressions became even more intense and amazed.
"Mist clone!!"
"It's impossible. What we did so hard to kill is actually just a mist clone!!"
"Just a fog body is so powerful, then this person's deity... how terrifying!!"
The sixteen Yuan Ying monks' complexion changed drastically, especially Ou Yunzi, his face was pale, he thought of his previous premonitions.
At this moment, the mist was slowly dissipating, but the misty face of Meng Hao, with a hint of sarcasm and more indifference, looked towards everyone.
"I will come again!"
"I have come!"
The first sentence came from the gradually disappearing foggy figure, while the second sentence came from the distant world, like thunder, shaking the earth and rumbling everywhere.
It fell into the ears of everyone, like a spring thunder exploding, with a loud noise.