In this entire southern sky, due to Meng Hao's Seven Infant Totems, when there was a drastic change, only Meng Hao was affected in the battlefield where Meng Hao and Huyan ancestors were, and Huyan ancestors were not aware of it at all.
Meng Hao also woke up in an instant. After looking at the fusion of the seven totems, it turned into the only totem like chaos. A strange flash flashed in Meng Hao's eyes. He noticed his seven infants and totems, and there seemed to be something he hadn't noticed before. The change.
Whether this change is good or bad, Meng Hao couldn't judge for a while, but he faintly felt that this change, for himself, seemed to further open the road of seven infants.
After all, the previous Seven Life Infant changes, the seven Yuan Ying in his body, seemingly harmless, can activate the seventh life and explode 64 Yuan Ying Great Perfection powers.
But in fact, it was because Meng Hao’s foundation was extremely deep, which forced the integration. With the unification of the seven external totems and the emergence of instability, Meng Hao realized his negligence, but right now, the external totem was unified. The instability of being stuck together by the unfamiliar aura born out of the seven Nascent Soul totems, stabilized the only totem and its own Seven Infants.
It was equivalent to virtually solving a future crisis for Meng Hao that he had just noticed.
Now that he is fighting against Huyan ancestors, Meng Hao has no time to think about it. When he pressed the matter to the bottom of his heart, he pinched the tactics with both hands, and immediately the only totem in front of him exuded a thrilling aura.
This totem does not have a specific appearance, constantly changing, from time to time, and from time to time, with chaos inside, which looks like drops of water, but also like a sea of fire, and a blur.
But the vagueness, the aura that it exudes, is getting stronger and stronger.
Not only did the ancestor Huyan feel shocked, even the ancestors of other tribes who were observing the surrounding spirits were also shocked by it.
At the moment when the Seven Infant Totems merged, Old Ancestor Huyan suddenly flashed his eyes, raised his right hand to draw a circle again, and took a shot forward in the air.
"Seven emotions are the desires in the heart, and the emotions in the soul, there are only three kinds of relatives, friends, and love. I cut off the family affection, extinguished the friendship, and broke the love. From then on... Ruthless!" When Hu Yan said, he The seven circles in the painting of Qiqing suddenly disappeared and turned into a knife.
This knife is illusory, but it can kill all vitality. Suddenly, this knife is held high, and after fusion to Meng Hao's Seven Infant Totem, it turns into the only totem, suddenly cut away.
This cut, swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger, this knife is a ruthless knife! Containing the life practice of the ancestor Huyan, the soul-slashing blade transformed into earth-shaking, replaced the world in an instant, and became the most dazzling knife light in the world at this moment, and went straight to Meng Hao’s seven totems. The only totem, suddenly went.
In an instant, the sword touched the totem. At the moment of touching each other, suddenly, from a chaotic totem, an inexplicable and inexplicable aura was exuded. As soon as this aura appeared, it immediately caused the situation in the Quartet. , Let's have a meal together, let the world of all directions seem to be still in an instant.
An unfamiliar feeling that does not belong to this world spreads strongly at this moment.
The ancestor Hu Yan immediately noticed that his complexion changed suddenly. This breath gave him a strong sense of oppression, even as if he had encountered a natural enemy. Under this breath, there was a faintly suppressed whole body, even heartbeat.
This feeling came extremely fast and came so suddenly that Old Ancestor Huyan couldn't even prepare in a half-hearted way. He immediately blew his mind, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, the knife that slashed towards the only totem shook. Visible to the naked eye, cracks appeared one after another. These cracks were connected to each other until they banged into seven fragments, blasting towards the surroundings. .
These seven fragments represent the collapse of the seven emotions. During this fragmentation, the ancestor Huyan shook his whole body suddenly, spouting a large mouthful of blood, his complexion was instantly pale, his body continued to withdraw for more than ten feet and raised his head. At that time, there was a touch of shock in his expression, and it was even more unbelievable.
He had already looked up at Meng Hao a lot, but suddenly realized that he... still didn't see through this Meng Hao, the only totem revealed by the fusion of the seven totems, and the breath erupting from it made the ancestor Hu Yan thrilled. Looking back at this moment, my mind is still shaken.
"What kind of totem is this, what kind of breath is this!"
When the ancestor Huyan's heart shook, there were those who shook just like him, as well as the several ancestors who condensed from all around to observe the battle.
Among them, most of the red-robed boy in Yuntian showed a strange light at this moment, and his consciousness was faintly shaken.
"What is his origin? Just now, even me, I feel shocked!"
There were also the ancestors of the most part of Manyan and most of the demon butterfly, the two people touched each other insignificantly, completely dispelling the inner hesitation whether they would finally make a double destruction.
The breath of Meng Hao's only totem before, shocked them, and suddenly couldn't see through Meng Hao's place.
At this moment, when the ancestor Huyan retreated, the only totem in front of Meng Hao gradually disappeared. It was not killed by the ancestor Huyan. It can even be said that the knife of the ancestor Huyan did not hurt the totem at all. .
It dissipated, even if Meng Hao activated the seventh life, he found that it could not last for too long. At most, it was only a few breaths. This is not the same as his judgment on this totem before the war with Huyan ancestors. Different.
"There is only time for three breaths!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, his eyes showing sharp light.
"The seven infants in the body are united and the seventh life is turned on. This is the inside. The seven totems outside the body are unified, turning on the chaos, and becoming the only totem. This is the outside!"
"Inside and outside, any single existence can be maintained for a long time, but once... Once inside and outside reach the peak at the same time, it can only last for the time of three breaths!"
"Within these three breaths, my combat power..." Meng Hao was short of breath, recalling how he felt before, but soon he looked at Old Ancestor Huyan.
Old Ancestor Hu Yan took a deep breath. When he retreated, his right foot was stepping on nothing. With a thud, he stopped the retreating body and resolved the counter-shock force in his body. When he raised his head, he stared at Meng. Hao suddenly smiled.
"The Yuan Ying cultivation base can shake the spirits. If you give you time to grow, it might really be possible. Nantian will become an immortal."
"The old man will do his best to kill you. Regardless of success or failure, the process of strangulation is the fruit of a lifetime. Even if you are in the middle of Huangquan, you can still remember." Huyan ancestor laughed and raised his right hand to his chest.
boom!
In this shot, the ancestor Huyan suddenly broke out all over his body, his aura was overwhelming, getting stronger and stronger, his hair was no longer gray, but black for an instant, and his face was no longer old, but instantly radiant.
The whole person is no longer an old man, but turned into a middle-aged man, his face is full of majesty, and his aura becomes more and more shocking, he seems to have become a young man.
He was dressed in a black robe, under his sword eyebrows, and in the eyes of the stars, there was a sparkling light. At this moment, the ancestor Huyan seemed to have regained his youth.
Meng Hao's eyes immediately shrank, and an impossibly clear aura, on the body of the ancestor Huyan, at this moment, an invisible eruption.
The seven or eight spiritual consciousnesses around, all looked at the ancestor Huyan.
"The Great Perfection of the First Blade of Spirit Slashing!" The burly old ancestor of the Manyan Tribe, the burly old man, had a dignified look in his eyes at this moment.
"This ancestor Huyan has never been consummated before... I know, his entire clan perishes and contributed to consummation, what a cruel and ruthless Huyan Yunming!" The red-robed boy in Yuntian was shocked and frowned when he frowned. , Looking at the ancestor Huyan, with a hint of flicker.
At the same time, through the divine sense, in the tribe of Motu 70%, there are a large number of monks who saw this scene at this moment. Although they can't judge how powerful the ancestor Huyan is, they immediately see the momentum. Frightened.
Most of Yuntian, Zhou Dekun opened his eyes wide, and his heart was extremely nervous at this moment. Since seeing Meng Hao's return, he was happy in his heart, but more, but worried.
Most of the monster butterfly, Dolan sits silently in the distance, looking at Meng Hao in the light curtain, she has a sense of unwillingness in her eyes. She has known a lot about Meng Hao's understanding of Meng Hao over the past 100 years, and she is also a Tianjiao. Although she didn't want to admit it, she knew that she had been pulled far away.
Just when the Huyan ancestor's cultivation base broke out completely, the first sword of the spirit slashing was completed. Whether it was the surrounding ancestors of the spirit slashing or the Qicheng tribe of Motu, seeing the monks in this battle, their shock echoed. Suddenly, a stronger fighting spirit was ignited in Hao's eyes.
But soon, he frowned.
Meng Hao felt the demon spirit in the storage bag exuded a strong teleportation force again, and this time it spread more rapidly, as if he could teleport Meng Hao away at any time.
Meng Hao couldn't control the matter, so he could only ignore it. He raised his right hand on the storage bag and patted, and immediately the blood mask appeared. At the same time, the mastiff roared to the sky, and his body turned into a red glow. Came straight to Meng Hao.
The moment Meng Hao put on the mask, the red glow of the mastiff dog came, and when it was completely integrated into the mask, Meng Hao’s clothes danced wildly, his hair floated, his breath, at this moment , Broke out.
This kind of eruption immediately caused the spirit-slashing ancestors around to see it, and even the cultivators of the Qicheng tribe of Motu witnessed it immediately.
As the world roared, Meng Hao’s robes became blood-colored, and his hair was visible to the naked eye, turning red. Around him, blood was overwhelming. Behind him, a huge blood chair appeared on it. , A woman with the same mask as Meng Hao, appeared, with a trace of indifference, sitting on a chair.
Blood fairy!
The whole world, at this moment, was red. This scene, even if it was seen through the light curtain, immediately made all those who witnessed it immediately felt the blood in the body, as if an uncontrolled desire flew out of the body.
As Meng Hao slowly raised his head, in an instant, there was a sharp glow in his eyes.