Seeing the ancestor Huyan desperately, Meng Hao's eyes flashed murderously. At this moment, the ancestor Huyan was in a frantic loss, and his combat strength was very different from before.
The ancestor Huyan in this state, Meng Hao can choose to avoid, delay the time, and wait for the ancestor Huyan to dissipate by himself. But Meng Hao had a strong sense of war in his eyes. This battle was a battle where he witnessed his cultivation level and mastered most of his magical powers.
For him, through this battle, his understanding and control of himself will be more perfect. Right now... In the face of the strongest magical powers of this ancestor Huyan, Meng Hao does not want to avoid it from the bottom of his heart, he wants to fight!
At the moment when Meng Hao's eyes were full of fighting spirit, Old Ancestor Huyan flashed golden light all over his body, and rushed again. Meng Hao's mouth showed a grin, his body moved forward instead of retreating!
The two of them touched in the middle of the air, and they kept making moves, banging and shaking the earth, the purple sea rolled, and nothingness was distorted. Under this continuous battle, Meng Hao slammed his body and backed away. He borrowed the Spirit Slasher. The strength was already unstable, and according to Meng Hao's judgment, there were only about three breaths left.
At the last moment, Meng Hao's body jumped up. When he was in the air, he looked down at the surface of the sea, and then whizzed up and went straight to the ancestor Huyan who was rushing towards him.
"Fighting with you, Meng has gained a lot, and that's it... I will use one of the killers I have now to mourn your funeral!" Meng Hao showed a strange light in his eyes. At the moment when the force was about to dissipate, he took a deep breath, and for an instant, a rune mark appeared in his eyes.
The whole person seemed to be in a certain state of dazedness. When he raised his right hand, behind him, a huge illusory shadow suddenly appeared. This shadow... is a rune!
This rune was a bit vague, but as soon as it appeared, the purple sea below immediately retreated, as if there was an invisible pressure, forcing the sea to sink.
The surrounding nothingness, at this moment, immediately distorted, as if at this moment, the whole world, only the rune that appeared behind Meng Hao was left.
This rune came from Meng Hao's eyes and heart. It was the immortal soil obtained by Meng Hao for many years that contained... Rune!
That piece that came from outside the sky in the past, only the power of smashing, turned the entire ink soil into a black rune.
Meng Hao didn't realize everything, only a few, and he wanted to display it. His cultivation level can only be said to be reluctant. Now, with the power of the Mastiff, he can show it.
He looked dazed, as if absent. In Meng Hao's mind, a scene appeared at this moment. In this scene, there was an endless starry sky. There was a fairy-style skeleton in the starry sky, but he couldn't see the figure clearly.
He stood outside the Southern Star, waved his right index finger, and a piece of talisman appeared, with a stroke on it, with unspeakable sharpness, and then flung his sleeves, the rune went straight to the Southern Star.
But it just arrived, but was approached by an aura that didn't know where it came from the Southern Star. After touching each other, it set off a loud noise that shook the starry sky and shook the entire Southern Star.
In this loud noise, the rune burned, turned into ashes, melted into the earth, and turned into ink soil. In this ashes, the meaning of this fairy talisman was also contained!
When Meng Hao was in the air, and his right hand suddenly dropped, the rune behind him turned black, and it penetrated Meng Hao's body in an instant, and went down, towards the ancestor Huyan, instantly.
At this moment, he seemed to have become the immortal of the year, with one hand falling, and the rune booming. At the same time, Meng Hao’s blood mask fell off, the blood mastiff flew out, and Meng Hao’s cultivation base was also at this moment, from the slashing spirit. recover.
Ancestor Huyan shook his whole body abruptly. When the three scales flashed, it seemed that his mind had been stimulated to recover a little from this intense crisis.
But at the moment when he recovered his sanity, the sound of a booming sound shook the sky, the rune, Setsana touched his body, and when there was a loud noise, there was also the screaming and desperate roar of the ancestor Huyan, he The body was directly pushed by this rune and blasted into the purple sea.
The surface of the sea rolled and rolled around, and the rune came directly, shuttled through the sea, and finally with a bang, it was imprinted on the western desert land under the sea.
All the land in all directions was shocked, and the ancestor Huyan's whole body was dim, and his breath was like gossamer. His body had already collapsed to pieces, and was sealed under the purple sea.
His body of returning to ancestors has dissipated at this moment. As the body is shattered, the soul of the soul Zhanling gradually appears vaguely, and in the struggle, it turns into a little bit of crystal light, as if it is about to be scattered in the purple sea.
But at the moment when his primordial spirit was about to dissipate, Meng Hao raised his right hand and grabbed it at Zihai. Suddenly, a sealing force suddenly appeared, and it was directly imprinted on the weak and dying ancestor Huyan. With a fierce pull, it was directly sealed in the scarlet mask.
"It's not so easy to want to die. It's a pity that the spirit fairy of the original spirit has dissipated, and it's better to become my third thunder spirit." When Meng Hao spoke lightly, he directly sealed the spirit fairy of the ancestor Huyan.
Then he took out the pill, swallowed it, closed his eyes, and stood in the air. After a while, his eyes opened and closed, revealing a glimmer of light, and he lifted his right hand on the scarlet mask and patted it.
Immediately the three-tailed flag appeared, and between the waving, the black wheel-like wheel of time suddenly appeared in Meng Hao's hands.
At this moment, the world recovered, and when Meng Hao took the time wheel, his eyes flashed, the divine consciousness suddenly poured in, under the layers of imprints, in this time wheel, the imprint of himself was continuously condensed.
This treasure is extraordinary. Although the connection with the ancestor Huyan was cut off, Meng Hao’s brand still encountered obstacles. He snorted, and the sword formation of the years appeared, and immediately suppressed it, and even opened the seventh life. One foot short of it is the divine consciousness of ten thousand meters, blasting into this wheel of time.
Under this constant branding, Meng Hao took a breath, and immediately the wheel of time shrank and turned into a black light, which was swallowed by Meng Hao, suppressed in the dantian, and sacrificed by his seven Nascent Souls at the same time.
At this moment, at the moment when the original ancestor of the ancestor Huyan was sealed and captured by Meng Hao, on the black earth, the sky was in the tribe, the ancestor Huyan was sitting cross-legged and wearing a white robe, and his body suddenly shook.
His complexion was ruddy in an instant, his eyes did not open, but a big mouthful of blood spurted out.
With the spurting of blood, he was originally middle-aged, and directly aged, his hair became gray, and his skin appeared wrinkles. The whole person is no longer middle-aged, but turned into an old man, and he has a decadent breath. Revealed on the body.
The strength of this breath seemed to make the fire of life of the ancestor Huyan dimmed a lot in an instant.
His clone was sealed, and the connection with himself was cut off. For him, it hurts a lot. If it is an ordinary clone, it is optional, but this distraction is different, like his second life, not only at this moment. His lifespan has decreased, his cultivation base has fallen a bit, he is no longer the peak, and even what he can play at this moment is far worse than before.
His face was pale, his body was shaking, he took a deep breath, and kept his eyes closed and did not open. When he was about to heal, suddenly, his body shook again, and as a last resort, his eyes suddenly opened.
This is the first time he opened his eyes in a hundred years of retreat. When he opened his eyes this time, he did not open his eyes completely. In this way, it would be a waste of a hundred years of retreat. At the moment his eyes opened and closed, it was like a storm. , Appeared in his eyes.
He stared hard at the front, and at this moment, he slowly walked out of nothingness, a more and more solid figure, an old man, a beautifully-bearded middle-aged man, and a boy in a red robe.
"Friend Huyan, where is the treasure?" The Hongpao boy smiled slightly and looked at the ancestor Huyan.
Old Ancestor Hu Yan took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. The three people in front of him joined hands. Only then could they break through the protection of his tribe and appear here. If it hadn't been for him to give up the retreat decisively just now and open his eyes, this moment , I am afraid that there will be other suspense.
After all, they are both slashing spirits, and they seem to be in harmony with each other, but in fact they are all benefits. Now they are distracted and their cultivation is no longer at their peak. Even if they did not let them take action, they would find a way to blackmail. Something.
Old Ancestor Hu Yan looked cold, raised his right hand with a wave, and immediately three rays of light flew out and fell in front of the three of them. It was a sword, a branch, and a pill bottle.
Among them, what fell in front of the boy in the red robe was the pill bottle, and the fluctuation of the breath was obviously not as good as the other two treasures, and there was a big gap.
"Heaven from the tribe will withdraw from the Heavenly Alliance today, but... Are you absolutely sure that the old man will fall into the hands of that Meng Hao?" After giving out the treasure, the old ancestor Huyan said lightly.
The eyes of the boy in Hongpao flashed, the other two looked at each other, smiled slightly, did not speak, the three turned and left, and the ripples of nothingness had disappeared without a trace.
Until it was confirmed that the three had left, Old Ancestor Huyan spouted a mouthful of blood, which was the price he paid for forcibly leaving the customs. At this moment, his body was a little fuzzy and older, and there was a cold light in his eyes.
"With their scheming, it can naturally be seen that I am willing to withdraw from the Heavenly Court Alliance in exchange for the ancestor Yuntian not taking the opportunity to make a move. He can enter the Heavenly Court as he wished, and I paid these three treasures in exchange for the fact that Man Yan and the monster butterfly are not partial to Meng. Hao Xiao thief!" Huyan ancestors have a long-term plan. In the battle with Meng Hao, he has already seen that he is not an opponent, and he has also seen that Meng Hao must hunt down Laimo Tu, so he opened his mouth to the three spirit-slashing powerhouses. The excuse, the purpose, is to give away treasures.
Everyone understands this, there is no need to point it out.
"Meng Hao!" Old Ancestor Huyan gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes again. He wanted to restore himself to the peak as much as possible. Only in this way could he fight Meng Hao!
For Meng Hao, while he hated him, he also had what he didn't have before... Dread!