In front of Meng Hao, who had begun his seventh life, the black-clothed youth, even if it was an ancient thing, did not have the slightest power to counterattack, but as he retreated, his body slammed directly into disintegration. .
Turned into thousands of black and bats, suddenly spread to the surroundings, one by one quickly trying to escape.
Meng Hao’s heart to kill this person was extremely strong. At this moment, he gave a cold snort and raised his right hand for a while, and immediately the magic spear appeared. The gun exploded directly.
It turned into a large amount of black mist and spread in an instant, with countless hideous faces in it, immediately roaring and dispersing, and swallowing hideously toward the black bats.
Suddenly, in this mid-air, there were screams and screams constantly, that is, a few breaths, thousands of black bats, and only a few hundred remained.
These hundreds of bats quickly gathered together, and with a bang, they turned into a human form again, but they weren't the appearance of a black-clothed youth, but became the original black giant bats.
The bat’s eyes showed horror. After he appeared, his body was about to retreat, but Meng Hao appeared before the bat as he walked. Amidst the desperation and screaming of the bat, he lifted his right hand and pressed his finger on the bat for an instant. A finger fell from the center of the head and brows, and the meaning of extinction came to the sky, like a ripple that destroys everything, sweeping across the black bat.
With constant roars, the black bat's body instantly collapsed amid the screams and screams, and directly became flesh and blood, spreading out, but the head was still intact, and Meng Hao grabbed it and put it away.
It was not until its death that the surroundings gradually became quiet, but almost at the same time as the black bat died, in this West Desert Purple Sea, about a year away from here, in the northern part of West Desert, the deepest part of the Purple Sea, on the bottom of the sea, there is a With bones.
Sitting there cross-legged, half-man and half-beast, it was the bone of the third wooden sword in the Wu Sacred Land that year. It was also a black-clothed young man who had absorbed the suppressed bone in his left eye.
But right now, this skeleton is obviously different from that of the past. On his back, bat wings appeared. On the bottom of the sea, there was originally no movement, no vitality, only the same lifeless spirit as the purple sea.
But at this moment, suddenly, the hole in the bones of the eyes suddenly appeared two gloomy glows. With the revealing of the gloomy glow, there seemed to be a ray of vitality on his body, and his body clicked and moved a little. neck.
Then, the corners of the withered mouth showed a sneer.
"The humble monk, the small snack machine, is also worthy of comparison with the original spirit. It is just that a golden cicada sheds its shell and transfers flowers and trees. It is enough to play you between applause."
"But he is indeed very strong. If it were not for my two-fold preparation and for the sake of reality, the body's own consciousness would not know the deity here. There was a second preparation, fearing that it would really be killed by this person. ."
"However, right now, he thought I had fallen. Then, I can watch his fight with that old ancestor Huyan in the dark.
Cranes and clams fight, the fisherman gains, I...I am the fisherman. "The bones spoke hoarsely, with a grinier smile.
But just at this skeleton, the real black bat, where the young man in black was killed, Meng Hao frowned.
This matter went too smoothly. It seemed that everything went smoothly. It seemed that there was nothing. Because Meng Hao's cultivation was so advanced, everything became simple.
But Meng Hao always felt something was wrong.
While he was pondering at this moment, his eyes flashed, and when his right hand was raised, he took out the Ji’s fishing rod. The moment the fishing rod was held by him, Meng Hao’s eyes immediately showed a strange light, and he looked around, suddenly Where the black bat died, his flesh and blood was dissipating suddenly.
Meng Hao saw that there were countless causal lines in this piece of flesh and blood, but almost all of these causal lines continued in one direction.
Meng Hao’s eyes flickered and he stared attentively. Following these lines of cause and effect, his consciousness seemed to have changed accordingly. In the dark, following these lines of cause and effect, he shuttled through the void and sank into the purple sea until far away. In the northern seabed, I saw the bones that were smiling.
As soon as he saw the bone, the bone's complexion changed in an instant, and his head suddenly looked up, revealing that he couldn't believe it.
At the same time, Meng Hao's consciousness and the line of cause and effect disappeared. After he recovered, he put away the fishing rod, his expression gloomy to the extreme.
"Sure enough, something is wrong!" Meng Hao looked at the north of West Desert with a strong murderous eye, and slowly spoke.
At this moment, on the seabed in the northern part of West Desert, the black bat's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of panic in the expression first, then suspicious, and then gloomy.
"I can't underestimate this person, so he can discover it... What method he used just now gives me a very strange feeling." The bones were silent, and the body immediately stood up and galloped straight to the sea. In an instant, it flew out of the sea.
"Fine, you can't stay here for a long time, you can only go to Tianhehai to take shelter, this Meng Hao... is too weird!" The skeleton shook his body and flew straight to the distance.
But the moment he flew out, Meng Hao took a deep breath in the sea, which was clearly a year away from here, and sank directly into the purple sea. When he sat cross-legged deep in the sea, his eyes showed a strong murderous intent.
"The distance is too far, but... I still have a way to kill you!" Meng Hao suddenly closed his eyes, and at the moment his eyes were closed, his consciousness suddenly dispersed, directly reintegrating with the purple sea.
This is Meng Hao's former transformation of a demon. At this moment, he once again incarnates in Zihai, but he will not lose consciousness, because at this moment, he himself has already awakened.
But in the same way, it was impossible to unleash the true power of Zihai.
Almost at the moment when Meng Hao’s consciousness merged with the Zihai, the entire Zihai of West Desert immediately rolled up a huge wave. If there was a roar, in the north of West Desert, a year away from here, the skeleton was galloping at this moment, and the body gradually Flesh and flesh appeared, and suddenly, the purple sea below him roared and set off a whirlpool. This scene changed the complexion of this skeleton.
At the moment his complexion changed, within the whirlpool of the sea, a deep voice suddenly came out and echoed in all directions.
"Dare to frame Meng without paying the price, how could this be possible." The voice came out, and it immediately turned into a thunderous, making the bones complexion completely changed. After taking a breath, the body suddenly whizzed far away after a pause in the air. .
While he was galloping, the entire Purple Sea rolled. Under the sea surface in the north of West Desert, under the condensed countless sea water, a big hand was directly stretched out from the bottom of the sea. go.
At the moment when he was about to touch the bone, the bone suddenly opened his mouth and roared out a complex and slurred word. At the moment when this word appeared, a wave that seemed not belong to this world, full of vicissitudes of life, suddenly appeared like an ancient power. .
boom!
After the appearance of this word, as the weird power came, it directly caused ripples around the bones, and the ripples actually reflected scenes of the ancient world that I don't know how many years ago, the world was blurred and suddenly roared.
The hand of Zihai collapsed immediately, but the bones were also weakened.
He didn't hesitate to start galloping at full speed, but then, in the purple sea, there were seven or eight big hands, appearing at the same time, more and more, longer and longer, and went straight to grab the bones.
The roar instantly echoed in the sky of the sea. In this roar, the bones spewed out the breath of life, their expression changed, with amazement, in the hands of the pinch, there were immediately bursts of spells that Meng Hao had never seen before.
These spells are all weird runes, and each rune seems to be able to set off a special power, making Zihai's big hand unstoppable for a while.
When Meng Hao's cold snort came out in Zihai, when the black bat's bones became weaker and fleeing, a huge face stood out on the sea.
This face is exactly Meng Hao!
At this moment, while Meng Hao’s body sank to the bottom of the sea, the incarnation of consciousness fought against the black bat skeleton, on the black earth, inside the mountain gate where the tribe was located, a valley full of peach blossoms, suddenly , There was a loud roar, shaking the sky.
In the valley, the voices of birds and flowers are like a fairyland. There is a pavilion in which there are two middle-aged men, one meditating and the other standing.
These two are dressed in black and white robe, but they look exactly the same!
The middle-aged white robe meditated cross-legs, motionless, as if the world had fallen into eternity in his consciousness. Unless it was the entire Tian Cong tribe, something earth-shattering happened, otherwise, he would not wake up.
I was immersed in the retreat practice whole body and mind, and spent many years to stabilize the loss of the first spirit he had cut down.
On weekdays, his distraction is responsible for other things. His clone is the person standing in front of him, dressed in black.
At this moment, the black-clothed man had an extremely gloomy expression. He lowered his head and looked at a broken jade slip in his palm. Sadness gradually appeared in his eyes, followed by a monstrous hostility!
"Dare to kill my only son... Even if he acts a bit arrogant, even if he is wrong in many things, but... He is my son of Hu Yan Yunming, no matter how he is, others are not qualified to teach him, let alone kill him. !"
The white-robed middle-aged man who sits cross-legged is Hu Yanqing's father, the only spirit-slasher of the Tiancong tribe, Huyan ancestor, this black-robed man is his distraction.
Even when he chased Meng Hao outside Momen, trying to take away the translucent figure of the demon spirit, it was exactly what Hu Yanyunming's black robe distracted.
"After whoever broke me Hu Yan Yunming, I would have broken someone's whole clan!" The black robe man flicked his right sleeve and his body disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was already in the middle of the ink soil. His body shook in an instant, disappeared and appeared. At that time, he was already outside Momen, and after another move, he was impressively above the Zihai Sea in West Desert.
His consciousness suddenly dispersed, sweeping across all directions, looking for the person who killed Hu Yanqing, and looking for the place where Hu Yanqing died.
A few hours later, he appeared at the place where Hu Yanqing died. Here, he was floating silently in the air, and his expression became gloomy. When he raised his right hand with a wave, he always held Hu Yanqing’s broken life Jane in the palm of his hand. It became fly ash directly, and light appeared immediately after it was scattered around.
The light is soft, intertwined, and directly turned into a picture, this picture is the young man in black!