At this moment, the three elders next to him trembled with horror and despair, and his heart was filled with intense fear. This shadow of life and death surpassed the task assigned to them by the ancestor Huyan.
The three of them didn’t hesitate at all, turned around and launched their strongest escape methods, galloping and teleporting, and fleeing desperately. One of the elders in the middle stage of Yuan Ying took out a purple jade slip, and after a handful of it, he immediately smashed it. The purple light all over his body shone, causing his speed to explode in an instant.
Another elder in the middle stage of Yuanying, after witnessing the scene where Wu’s blood escape failed and was injured more severely, he did not dare to start the blood escape, but the Yuan Ying in his body did not hesitate to wither, and borrowed the life of Yuan Ying to stimulate speed. go.
The last one is the old man in the late Yuanying stage. He has the highest cultivation level. When he escaped, he immediately took out a simple compass in the storage bag. When he waved it forward, the compass suddenly emitted three rays of light. Pierced into the void in front of him, and then pulled fiercely, unexpectedly... a spatial crack was formed!
Without turning his head back, the only thought in his mind was to escape and dive into the crack.
For Meng Hao, they were completely shocked and feared to the extreme.
As for Hu Yanqing, he was completely shocked by the previous scenes long ago. At this moment, his body was trembling, his breathing was short of breath, and his scalp was numb. For the first time, he felt a strong regret in his heart.
As he looked pale, he even saw the collapse of Old Wu's body, and immediately sweated more coldly.
When Meng Hao waved his sleeves and scattered the broken flesh and blood of Old Wu, he stretched out his right index finger and moved forward a little bit. At this point, there was a drop of blood flying quickly in the scattered flesh and blood, and it condensed on him. On his fingertips, it turned into a drop of crystal clear blood.
This blood is the most boiling blood of the whole body when the Yuan Ying Dzogchen monk died. It is in the hands of Meng Hao at this moment. He lifted his right hand and flicked it. Immediately, this drop of blood ran straight to escape from three directions. Among them, the whole body was purple. The monk who flees quickly went away.
The blood ran across the sky and became a bloodstain, which was chased suddenly.
At the same time, Meng Hao raised his right hand and grabbed the void. The magic spear roared with excitement, and suddenly appeared. The black fog rolled around, and its inner faces were hideous. What's strange is that these hideous roaring faces saw Meng Hao. After that, they all shivered and stopped abruptly.
Meng Hao held the gun and threw it violently into the distance. This magic gun whizzed away. At this moment, the snarling faces in the mist around the magic gun regained the roar and roar, and went straight to the person who borrowed the life of Yuan Ying , Unfolding the monk who flees at full speed, whistling and approaching.
After doing this, seeing the old man in the late Yuanying stage, most of his body has rushed into the crack at this moment, and even the crack is healing quickly, Meng Hao patted the storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly a green glow appeared. An unusual looking fishing rod was held by Meng Hao.
The moment Meng Hao held the fishing rod, the breath of Meng Hao's whole person suddenly changed, as if it became a little fuzzy, as if the body and the nothingness were faintly fused together, and there was a feeling that made Hu Yanqing feel cold all over, as if looking at it. To some kind of illusion like an irresistible natural enemy.
In other words, this is not a natural enemy, but a suppression, a powerful existence that seems to be above his life level and can be plundered at will.
This feeling was indescribably too accurate. Hu Yanqing was breathing fast and his body was shaking. He suddenly realized that his fear at this moment was much stronger than before.
Even, it's not just that he feels like this here. The two middle-aged elders who are fleeing at this moment are also fleeing, their bodies trembling violently, and a pressure that seems to come from a superior person envelops the two in an instant. mind.
Their bodies are trembling, their souls are trembling, their cause and effect... is being revealed!
"what is this… "
The most frightening thing is that at that moment, the entire body of the Yuan Ying’s later stage of cultivation has entered the crack. He has clearly entered the crack. He is obviously not in the same world as Meng Hao, who looks like a nightmare to him. The trembling of the soul was strong to the extreme, as if being in an irresistible cold cave, being blown all over by the extremely cloudy wind.
"what is this… "
Meng Hao's expression was calm. The moment he held the fishing rod, the world changed in front of his eyes, and the color was lost, but the color was extremely strong on everyone's head.
Meng Hao looked at Hu Yanqing. On top of Hu Yanqing's head, there were a variety of colorful silk threads. These threads were intertwined and twisted together. One of them, exuding red light, was extremely thick and obviously surpassed all the other threads.
At this moment, Hu Yanqing’s body trembled intensely, and Meng Hao’s gaze felt that he was thousands of times more frightened than before. The first gaze before was just a deterrent, but this time, Hu Yanqing felt his soul chill and felt It seems that all of his life, all secrets, are all in the eyes of the other party, and they are undoubtedly revealed.
Even if he only needs a thought from the other party, he will die immediately, and this kind of death seems to be not a death in the ordinary sense, but an indescribable fear.
It seems... Death is terrible at first, but death in the hands of the other party is miserable that is countless times more terrifying than death.
When Meng Hao looked at the other two mid-primary cultivators, they immediately felt exactly the same as Hu Yanqing.
Above them, Meng Hao saw that there were also many colorful silk threads, and the thick red silk threads also existed.
This thick thread made Meng Hao's eyes shrink insignificantly.
"These are the lines of cause and effect." When Meng Hao muttered, he looked up at the place where his body had penetrated into the cracks. At this moment, the cracks were disappearing. At this moment, his gaze seemed to penetrate the sky and see The old man shivering in nothingness.
There are more silk threads on the top of this person's head.
"Unfortunately, my understanding of the cause and effect, I can't do the same as the nineteenth season, to cut the cause and effect... But..." Meng Hao shook his head, and then his eyes were sharp, his right hand raised, then this fishing rod, forward With a wave.
Suddenly the fish rope flew out, without speed, but directly spread into the void, and appeared next to the shivering old man. The old man in the late Yuan Ying period seemed to feel terrible things that outsiders could not hear. Meng Hao could feel the screams.
Meng Hao watched the rain rope entwined around the old man, and as he pulled back, a wisp of soul was immediately caught from the old man. As the soul left, the old man’s soul was directly withered, and his body was even more severe. She was pale in an instant, and died of anger.
And this ray of soul, with the return of the fish rope, appeared in front of Meng Hao's eyes in an instant, was lifted by Meng Hao's left hand, and gently pinched, the soul scattered!
At this moment when the soul was dispersing, Meng Hao's mind bounced, and he faintly felt that he had a deeper understanding of cause and effect, but he couldn't tell the specifics.
This scene fell in Hu Yanqing's eyes and turned into his screams and extreme fear, and it made the other two middle-level Yuan Ying elders tremble and flee madly.