Meng Hao's body trembled, his mind roared, and intense anger broke out directly in his mind at this moment.
"Heaven from the tribe!!"
"Huyan Piff!"
Zihai roared, and the cold suddenly spread, and it seemed that snow was falling. In the whole town, all the monks couldn't help but tremble. The people around Meng Hao trembled and looked at Meng in amazement. Ho.
Even at this moment, all around Meng Hao, a group of figures immediately appeared. A total of nine Nascent Soul cultivators surrounded Meng Hao. At the same time, the strongest two elders stationed here also appeared directly in the air. .
Immediately afterwards, the entire Seventh Square City, the formation was operating at full force, and the roar echoed, completely covering the eight directions, forming coercion, and constantly descending.
"Meng Hao, you cruelly killed the core tribe of my Heavenly Court Alliance, and you dare to appear in the Fang City. Today I am waiting here to kill you!" When the voice came from the black-robed old man, it echoed the entire Fang City. At the same time, in this city, dozens of alliance clansmen immediately appeared in all directions, sat down cross-legged, and presided over the operation of the formation.
Meng Hao's eyes were red, and his heart was bleeding. He did not kill Hu Yanqing. In order to resolve this misunderstanding, he killed the black bats in succession, and even removed a head.
He didn't believe in the mentality possessed by Hu Yan's spiritual slashing cultivation base, and could not see the clues of Hu Yanqing's death, but now he understands that Huyan Old Pifu wouldn't tell him anything at all.
"Hu Yan, since you insist on getting me involved, then Hu Yanqing... Quandang was killed by me, Meng Hao!" Meng Hao raised his head, raised his right hand for a shot, and immediately the head of a bat appeared, in Meng Hao's hand. When he waved it, it seemed to him before, which was enough to explain the evidence, and it collapsed and exploded, becoming fly ash.
At the moment when the head was flying ashes, the murderous intent in Meng Hao's eyes was overwhelming, and his aura was at this moment, directly cold and endless, and his aura was astonishing.
"Heaven from the tribe, I, Meng Hao, only need to live for one day, and I want your clan to be wiped out from now on!" Meng Hao overhauled, and immediately a gust of wind howled, rising on the ground, and directly swept toward the dozens of black god tribes on the shelf. Of the people.
After engulfing them and falling to the ground suddenly, this wind turned into vitality and immediately nourished everyone, causing Wuling and others to immediately recover one by one, but those who died could not be resurrected.
Including Wuling, the three or five older generations of the Wushen tribe who had accompanied Meng Hao in the war all saw Meng Hao at this moment, and their bodies trembled, with strong excitement and perseverance in their eyes, and they immediately turned towards Meng Hao bowed down.
It seems to use the strongest voice in life to roar out their inner depression and hope.
"Meet the holy ancestor!!"
Around these three or five people, the other Wushen tribesmen were born in the past hundred years. They have not seen Meng Hao, they have only seen the statue of Meng Hao. At this moment, seeing the seniors in the clan like this, one by one immediately Trembling, even if the complexion is pale, even if the body is weak, he immediately bows and screams.
"Meet the holy ancestor!!"
Their voices echoed in all directions, coupled with the words of the Nascent Soul cultivators and the black-robed elders, immediately shocked all the cultivators in the entire Seventh Square City, one by one. After a glance, he looked at Meng Hao together. In their memory, things about Meng Hao have been circulated many times over the past 100 years.
Without exception, most of them are talking about the legend of Meng Hao alone, with a tribe, who came from the north of Simo.
"He is Meng Hao!!"
"The totem saint ancestor of the Jinwu tribe, it turned out to be him!"
At the moment when Meng Hao's momentum was overwhelming, while the monks all around recognized his identity and exclaimed, all around Meng Hao, the nine Nascent Soul monks from the Heavenly Alliance, and the strongest elders, their expressions changed and they gritted their teeth. Next, Qi Qi made a move and went straight to Meng Hao.
At the same time, the formation roared, and the power of the formation suddenly fell on Meng Hao, as if it had become a kind of suppression. At this moment, the weakening of Meng Hao's cultivation was limited to the appearance of the middle stage of the Yuan Ying. .
This is the suppression of the power of the entire formation. This formation is arranged by the ancestors of the Spirit Slayer of the Heavenly Court Alliance. It is powerful, otherwise, it will not be framed in the major cities as the ultimate means.
Even if it is Yuan Ying Great Perfection, under this formation, it will be severely suppressed and weakened. It is precisely because of the strength of the formation that makes the two elders stationed here think that they can take a fight!
Almost at the moment when the power of the magic array came, eleven Nascent Soul monks around, immediately with murderous intent, appeared around Meng Hao in an instant, magic weapons, magical powers, spells, totems, flashing colorful, went straight to Meng Hao's bombardment Come.
"Even if you are the saint ancestor of Totem, you can enter the Fangshi formation, and you are doomed...you will definitely die!" When the sneer came out, the roaring sound suddenly broke out from Meng Hao.
Amid the roar of this explosion, Meng Hao's voice faintly spread like a nine-yin cold wind, with murderous intent.
"Third life!" The moment his voice reverberated, it was also when the eleven Nascent Soul cultivators all around, when they made all their efforts, and the roar, the complexions of these eleven people suddenly changed, and they felt an unprecedented sense of horror. Momentum appeared in their hearts, causing these eleven people to back away immediately without hesitation.
The moment they stepped back, the light of magical powers spread out, revealing Meng Hao who was like a fairy and a demon in the formation!
Meng Hao’s hair has no wind, and the third life is opened. There are four Yuan Ying Great Perfect monks in his body, making the formation that enveloped him, and this moment, directly revealed from the invisibility, turning it into a big one. net.
It’s just this net. Now, in this flicker, there are overwhelming noises, even more bangs, and breaks. With the breaks, Meng Hao’s breath erupts in terror. Under this breath, people in the city All the monks were shocked.
Especially the eleven Nascent Soul monks, their complexion changed drastically, each of them inhaled unbelievably, they could not imagine that there was a Nascent Soul monk who could resist the formation here, and look at it like this. This burst... simply can't last too long.
But they... still guessed wrong. At the moment when the complexion of the eleven people changed and they thought that the formation could not last too long, the formation that turned into a big net suddenly collapsed, torn apart, and completely dissipated.
As the formation dissipated, the whole city shook violently, and the dozens of alliance clansmen who presided over the formation spewed blood one by one.
This formation is not qualified to insist at all, just in the blink of an eye, it will be completely destroyed at once.
Almost at the moment when the formation was broken, Meng Hao suddenly walked out. At the same time that the eleven Nascent Soul monks all around were shocked, Meng Hao raised his right hand and waved forward.
With this wave, a full four Yuan Ying Dzogchen's combat power erupted to the sky, merged into the violent wind, and roared towards the surroundings, a screaming scream, when it came out in an instant, there were eleven Yuan Ying monks, nine of them. … At this moment, as if being struck by the Tianshan Mountains, there was no way to dodge, escape, or fight. The body was directly in the wind, the flesh and blood were separated, and the Yuan Ying was directly erased in sorrow.
Nine people... Death in an instant! !
"What kind of monk is he!!"
"He is not an ordinary Yuan Ying Dzogchen, he is... Half-step Spirit Slayer!" The strongest second elder spouted seven or eight mouthfuls of blood. When his body retreated rapidly, his body burst open, leaving only Yuan Ying. With unprecedented screams and regrets, even more fear to the extreme astonishment, frantically desperate to flee.
This scene completely shocked all the monks in the Fang City, making them tremble one by one, looking at Meng Hao with a strong panic and shock.
Meng Hao’s body is tall, his hair is flying, his entire popularity is shocking, the aura of the fairy demon is violent, and it is even more monstrous at the moment. All his anger has become murderous, all his murderous intents point in one direction...
Destroy the whole clan from the tribe!
You kill me, I kill you a hundred people, you kill me a hundred people, I destroy your whole clan!
I didn’t want to fight, I wanted to resolve it. For this reason, I took the head of the black bat and sent it to this place. But since you are aloof and self-righteous, you have to pull me in. So simply, I will really come in and be with you. war!
Meng Hao's body flew up suddenly, with blood-colored eyes, looking at the two elders who were rushing to escape. Instead of chasing after him, he closed his eyes. His anger, his murderous intent, and his determination, at this moment, turned I made a strong stabbing|stimulus, this stabbing|stimulus was like a tide, and instantly poured into the blood-colored mask in Meng Hao's storage bag, and touched... the blood mastiff that has been asleep for almost two hundred years!
Its deep sleep has reached the point where it is about to wake up, especially after the catastrophe, this point Meng Hao also felt strongly, if there is no external stimulus, maybe it will not take a few months, the mastiff will definitely wake up.
"My mastiff, I need you..."
"My blood mastiff, wake up... Come with me and fight the sky!"
"Mastiff, wake up!"
At this moment, the body of the mastiff in the scarlet mask shook suddenly. It felt Meng Hao's anger, felt Meng Hao's strong murderous intentions against the Tian Cong tribe, and felt Meng Hao's need for it.
At this moment, the Mastiff's body shook suddenly, its bloody eyes that hadn't opened for two hundred years, at this moment... completely opened!
Mastiff, wake up!
At the moment the mastiff opened his eyes, boundless blood burst out of Meng Hao's body in an instant, and rolled away towards the surrounding sky. The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, it covered a vast radius.
The two Yuan Ying who had fled, before they could escape too far, were directly covered by the blood light, and uttered a scream, the Yuan Ying directly shattered and melted, completely vanishing in appearance and spirit.
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