Under the seventh life, Meng Hao was stronger than ever before, and his body was even more terrifying. His broad shoulders, slender body, and height of almost one foot made him look like a fairy.
A frightening breath burst out of him at this moment, and the invisible vortex that was set off sweeps across all directions, shaking the sky, causing the purple sea to roll, making the world and the earth change color.
In that mid-air, after the cloud of catastrophe dissipated, a human-shaped lightning flashed straight to Meng Hao. The moment Meng Hao raised his head, his long hair was swaying, and his appearance was full of inability to all life. The attraction of resistance, at the moment when he looked at the human-shaped lightning, he lightly stepped on his body.
boom!
The entire Purple Sea suddenly burst open, and under Meng Hao's feet, a huge deep pit with an area of about a thousand meters appeared, causing the sea to rapidly roll around, and Meng Hao jumped up.
He looked indifferent, and his eyes showed icy glow. At this moment, when he felt this unprecedented strength, he also felt the sixty-four Yuan Ying Dzogchen combat power in his body.
This is by no means the sixty-four peaks of Yuan Ying's late stage that can be compared, but it is completely above it... It can be called... The entire southern sky, all the sects, all the families, all the arrogances, and the first person under the spirit.
Even... It can be called, half-step spirit slashing!
"Seven lives are in one, seven babies are in one..." Meng Hao looked cold and rushed out. In mid-air, Setsuna and the human-shaped lightning collided with each other. They did not show any magical powers, let alone spells, and seemed to move every move. Inside, there are rules in Meng Hao's body. The moment Meng Hao approached each other, Meng Hao raised his right hand and pointed forward.
This finger immediately set off a loud noise. The human-shaped lightning, if it was hit by a strong force, the body instantly retreated. When it retreated seven or eight feet, it collapsed suddenly, and after tens of feet away, it looked even more recondensed. Is fuzzy.
But in the same way, there were countless thunder lights that were blasted on Meng Hao's body in an instant. When his body was constantly wandering, Meng Hao suddenly smiled.
"Only these?" There was a murderous flash in Meng Hao's eyes. In the seventh life, 64 Yuan Ying's Dzogchen strength made Meng Hao's toughness, and it was definitely not the lightning that could hurt him.
In the words, seeing the human-shaped lightning condensed, but at the moment it reappeared, Meng Hao stepped forward, and his body disappeared with a bang. When he appeared, he was already in front of the human-shaped lightning. Suddenly, everything happened in the blink of an eye.
His eyes were cold, he held his right hand, and touched the human-shaped lightning chest with a fist.
boom!
The humanoid lightning body collapsed again and exploded, but before it shattered, the right hand of the humanoid lightning lifted up, like a minion, and slammed Meng Hao's chest fiercely.
This scratching sounded like the collision of gold and iron, scratching Meng Hao’s clothes, but on his skin, he tore his skin, but he couldn’t go deeper and could only swept past. .
Afterwards, the humanoid lightning was visibly taken aback, and with a roar, the body collapsed and exploded, and countless thunder lights rolled back and reunited dozens of feet away.
Meng Hao didn't even look at the injury. This injury was dispensable to him. His body shook and disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was already above the human-shaped lightning.
"It's over!" Meng Hao said lightly, standing in the air, raising his right hand and cutting down.
Ziqi cut!
A simple one-type technique, the purple energy that can be transformed is hundreds of feet long, like a huge purple scimitar, cut down in a flash, the human-shaped lightning seems to feel the crisis of life and death, the whole body of electricity bursts out, the whole body In addition, a huge thunderball was condensed impressively.
As soon as the thunderball appeared, it was immediately cut down by Ziqi Slash. The moment it touched each other, the thunderball made a popping sound, as if countless lightning and thunder were roaring, but it couldn't stop the trend of being cut away.
It was just a few breaths, and with a bang, the huge thunderball collapsed and exploded, revealing the blurry and almost transparent human-shaped lightning inside. Before it could move any more, the Purple Qi Slash came in an instant. , Slashed on the humanoid lightning, and after a bang, cut it in half!
The roaring sound shook the sky at this moment, and the human-shaped lightning that was cut in half suddenly collapsed and turned into countless thunder lights, and gradually disappeared as it spread to the surroundings.
At the same time that the humanoid lightning disappeared, the robbery cloud in the sky had already dispersed and returned to normal.
Meng Hao's body, at this moment, withdrew from the state of the seventh life. When he returned to the first life, his face was a little pale, and his body appeared tired.
"The seventh life, the consumption of the body, the longevity, and even the cultivation base is too great. You can't stay in that state for a long time." Meng Hao fell down and sat cross-legged on the Purple Sea, taking a deep breath and training. body.
"Compared to the seventh life, the sixth life is slightly better, until the less fusion and unity, the more negligible the consumption."
"This is mine, Qiming Yingbian!" Meng Hao's eyes showed a sharp light. From the beginning of the customs, he fought with the flowers on the other side and battled with the heavens. He created the Qiming Yingbian. For Meng Hao, these are all Testimony that he has stepped into the road of the strong since then.
"From then on, the southern sky, the vast sea and the sky, where... I can go, Meng Hao!" Meng Hao raised his head and looked to the east, to the east, and to the direction of Datang.
His dream, a trip to the Great Tang Dynasty, has never been forgotten.
At this moment, he finally has the qualifications to cross the Tianhe Sea and go to the Great Tang of the East.
At this moment, suddenly, Meng Hao's mind moved, his consciousness sank into the scarlet mask, condensed around the mastiff, he was pleasantly surprised to find that as his cultivation level improved, the mastiff was almost awakening here.
Even in Meng Hao's judgment, it might not take long for the mastiff to truly walk out of the world of the scarlet mask and descend on the southern sky.
Meng Hao retracted his consciousness with a smile on his face, then took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his body's cultivation level to heal some of the hidden injuries in his body after the catastrophe.
At this moment, the dim sky that has lasted for more than a hundred years in the West Desert land, perhaps due to the previous catastrophe, made this dim sky appear clear for the first time in more than a hundred years.
The sunlight penetrated the clouds, fell on the purple sea, intertwined with the color of the sea, and became an indescribable beauty. In this beautiful picture, Meng Hao sits cross-legged on the sea, his body is no longer terrifying and powerful, and He had regained his scholarly temperament, closed his eyes, and was very quiet.
The whole world seems to be immersed in this beauty and quiet at this moment, only the waves are gently undulating...
However, a few days later, a group of uninvited guests broke the peace here.
It was a sedan chair, which was carried by four people in black who seemed to be between illusion and reality. Inside the sedan chair, the curtain was lifted, revealing a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes.
The man was drinking a glass of fine wine, and there was a withered corpse beside him. The corpse was naked and old as if it had just been dug out from the grave. But if you look carefully, if the corpse was not withered, it must have been a beauty.
But now, the vitality has long since dissipated. Her fatal injury is a bruise on her neck. Her neck, at this moment, is irregularly distorted and looks shocking.
And the person who killed her was leaning on her corpse at this moment, drinking wine while gently stroking the withered female corpse next to her.
"It's weird, it's clearly just these four weeks. Qi Lei has gathered here. Although it has disappeared, it has only been a few days. Why is there nothing here?" The middle-aged man was Hu Yanqing who was in the second city on that day. One of the three giants of the Motu Heavenly Court Alliance, Tian Cong tribe, the only ancestor of Spirit Slayer Hu Yan Yunming's only son in his old age!
Around this sedan chair, there are seven elders who follow silently. Among the seven, the strongest elder named Wu is Yuan Ying Dzogchen. This kind of cultivation is a strong one in any place, even if it is When the ancestor of Spirit Slash saw it, he would pay more attention to it, and tried his best to solicit.
"The young master must not worry, there are no new people in the surrounding seas. If there is really a treasure born, it must belong to the young master."
"Yes, and when we came, we also carefully checked the surroundings and set up the formation. We only came in until we felt the wave of thunder tribulation disappeared from a distance. We want to come here to explore the strangeness. At present, we are the first to explore. of."
The seven Yuan Ying monks all smiled when they heard Hu Yanqing’s voice, but Mr. Wu did not speak, but frowned and looked around with a slight dignity. For some reason, he just stepped into this area. There was a sense of horror immediately, as if stepping into a certain extremely dangerous area, as if there was a hidden existence that would make him terrifying.
This kind of feeling, seemingly nonexistent, still made Old Wu concentrating. At this moment, following the group of people, all of a sudden, everyone had a meal.
Everyone's eyes fell on the sea not far away, a young man in a blue robe sitting cross-legged on the sea.
This young man looked harmless, clean and quiet, with a clear temperament as a scholar, sitting cross-legged, motionless.
His cultivation level is hard to see through. At first glance, it looks like the early Yuanying stage, and when you look closely, it seems like the middle stage Yuanying stage. When you look at it again, it seems to have become the late stage Yuanying stage. Sometimes, it makes people feel. , Seems to be Yuan Ying Dzogchen!
This scene immediately made Wu Lao vigilant, and even at this moment, the moment he saw Meng Hao, he felt a sense of needles on his back, and this feeling made him instantly reveal his essence.
In addition, he always felt that something was wrong with the other party.
The other six Nascent Soul cultivators were also surprised, their expressions were slightly solemn, after all, in this strange place, such a strange cultivator appeared, and they had to be cautious.