"Dare you!!" Huyan ancestor roared, and his body shook, directly shocking all the power of reversal of the years, and even the eighth ban on Meng Hao's demon, and also collapsed.
The ancestor Huyan showed sarcasm. He didn't worry that the snake bone whip would be taken away. This thing was transformed from the blood ancestors of the tribe. No one can use it except those with blood.
And even if there was no Tiancong tribe before the extermination, he was the only one, Hu Yan Yunming, who had the qualifications to stimulate blood and control this treasure.
Not to mention now.
Therefore, the ancestor Huyan was not in a hurry, on the contrary, there was a kind of playfulness. When his body shook, he did not consider the snake bone whip at all, but when his right hand was raised, his magical powers turned and he directly slashed towards Meng Hao.
The backlash of the wheel of time, the rebound of the eighth forbidden, all of this, all condensed on Meng Hao in an instant. Meng Hao's complexion immediately paled, and he spouted a mouthful of blood again, and his blood fairy slashing state also disappeared in an instant. , The scarlet mask fell, the mastiff flew out weakly, and Meng Hao's cultivation level returned to the seventh life directly from Zhan Ling.
But the decisiveness and determination of his expression did not diminish, on the contrary, it became stronger. He grabbed the snake whip close at hand and became the first person to touch after the whip appeared.
At the moment when he touched the snake whip, Meng Hao's heart shook again, and a stronger back shock came from the snake whip. He seemed to perceive that Meng Hao did not grasp the blood of the whip, as if he was defiled. Inside the whip, the earth-shattering aura of destruction exploded.
"You're looking for your own death." Huyan's ancestor's sarcasm was thicker, and his supernatural powers permeated, and he was about to fall to Meng Hao.
At this moment, the spirit-slashing powerhouses around were also puzzled. The tribe of Motu Qicheng tribe, all of them were unbelievable after seeing this scene.
"What is he doing? How could he choose this way!" Dolan frowned.
"Brother, what's the matter with you, alas, why is it so unwise? What's the use of this whip!" Zhou Dekun became more anxious, wishing he could yell out into the light curtain.
Xu Bai opened his eyes wide, and Chen Mo also shrank his eyes beside him. The two looked at each other, and both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
"Based on what I know about him, he never does things that are uncertain!" Xu Bai is categorical.
"Could it be... he has a way to use this day's snake bone whip!" Chen Mo was shocked, thinking of this answer that he thought was impossible.
"But even if he really has a way to use it, how can he escape the current backlash and the lore of Old Ancestor Huyan!"
At this moment when everyone was shocked, when the backlash of the snake bone whip came, and the moment the ancestor Huyan’s magical powers approached, Meng Hao suddenly slapped the storage bag and immediately removed the demon spirit inside. Take it out hesitantly.
With a squeeze, the demon spirit immediately exploded and turned into countless little gleams of light. These light instantly covered Meng Hao's body, as well as the parrot and skin freeze. These two guys have been fighting since the start of the war. Disappeared without a shadow, and got into Meng Hao's bronze mirror.
At the same time, the mastiff was covered and gradually transparent.
It made the snake whip's backlash, like rushing into the void and penetrating through, and the magical powers of the ancestor Huyan, which seemed to fall on Meng Hao, but Meng Hao's body was illusory, and the crystal light permeated his magical powers. Pass through.
At this moment, all the spirit-slashing spirits in the surrounding area were shaking together. Watching this scene, they saw with their own eyes that Meng Hao's body disappeared quickly, and the same disappeared, and the treasure of the sky from the tribe.
Through the light curtain, the seventy percent of the powerful tribes who saw this picture took a deep breath, showing strange light in their eyes, and had a more intuitive impression of Meng Hao's methods here.
"It turned out to be like this!" Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, and had to admit that Meng Hao's method was indeed the best way!
"Perhaps he did it for this snake whip, but more often, he should be aware of the short-term victory and defeat, in order to guide away the ancestor Huyan and protect the Jinwu tribe." Xu Bai said silently inwardly without speaking.
Zhou Dekun also breathed a sigh of relief, and most of Yuntian Zhao Fang's mind was shaking at this moment, and his expression suddenly changed. When he lowered his head, a demon spirit flew out from his storage bag, turned into a crystal light, and wrapped around his body. .
It was the same with Duolan at this moment, the demon spirit flew out, and the crystal light filled her body, making her gradually blurred, the power of transmission spreading around.
At this moment, where Meng Hao and Huyan ancestors were at war.
"Ancestor Huyan, this treasure, Meng Mou is disrespectful, you also have a demon spirit, in the ancient world of demon immortals, Meng is waiting for you to continue the battle!" Meng Hao's body quickly blurred, he looked at Old Ancestor Huyan, and said calmly.
The ancestor Huyan stared at Meng Hao, his eyes were instantly red, and his killing intent became stronger. On this day, Cong Snake Whip was the treasure of the Tian Cong tribe, and it was the hiding he prepared for himself after he stepped into the ancient world of demon immortals. means.
Even, this thing was the co-existence of another thing he was looking for in the Ancient Demon Immortal Realm, and possessing both, allowed him to explore the traces of the second sword of Zhan Ling.
"If you take this treasure, I will destroy your Golden Crow clan!" Ancestor Huyan suppressed his anger and spoke coldly. His anger has reached its extreme. He hated Meng Hao. The opponent first snatched the time wheel of the clone, and then snatched the treasure of the deity.
All this, for a spiritual slayer monk, especially in front of the monks of Motu, this is a great shame!
"You can't do it anymore." Meng Hao faintly spoke, Hu Yan's complexion suddenly changed. At this moment, the demon spirit flew out of his storage bag. The demon spirit shining rapidly, turned into countless crystal lights, and Hu Yan The ancestor covered his whole body, making his body gradually transparent.
"You should have also noticed that if the demon spirit touches, it can speed up the transmission." When Meng Hao spoke lightly, he looked up at the sky and looked at the ancient demon immortal world he was going to.
The ancestor Hu Yan took a deep breath, his expression suddenly calmed down, and he took a deep look at Meng Hao. He didn't speak any more, and then turned around, his body teleported more and more. In the blink of an eye, under his initiative, he turned into a whole person. A long rainbow went straight to the sky, and in an instant, it dissipated into nothingness, and the waves of transmission echoed in all directions.
The look before he left made Meng Hao's eyes narrow slightly.
"Friend Meng Daoist moves forward with peace of mind, the Golden Crow tribe, the old man will take care of one or two." At this moment, the red robe boy in the majority of Yuntian's spirit within the spirit-slashing consciousness around him suddenly spoke, spreading his spiritual thoughts.
Most of Meng Hao's body had disappeared at this moment, and he was about to rise rapidly uncontrollably. After hearing this, he immediately lowered his head and looked at the several spirit-slashing spirits around him. The red-robed boy's spirit came from his mind. .
"The old man is not young enough. He has cut off his desire to slash the second sword. He just wants to live for a lifetime. My Minister Yuntian has existed for a long time, and I can see with my own eyes that the second slashing spirit is promoted.
I will help you take care of the Jinwu tribe. If you have an old man, no one will dare to provoke the Jinwu tribe. But you have to promise the old man to take care of my tribe in the ancient realm of demon immortals... Saint Son Zhao Fang! "
"If you encounter something beyond my ability, you will not be responsible for life or death!" Meng Hao was silent, the moment his body was rushing to the sky, he slowly spoke, spreading divine thoughts.
"Just take care, your promise, the old man believes." The red robe boy is very free and easy.
Meng Hao did not speak again. He would not refuse this deal. At this moment, his body banged, and he went straight to the sky. The speed was so fast that he reached the end of the sky in an instant. The moment his body disappeared, he bowed his head and looked. To the earth.
On the earth, he saw the entire Motu and the area of the Jinwu tribe. At the same time, he saw even more. In the Motu, besides himself and the ancestor Huyan who had been teleported away, there were four Dao Changhong is rising into the sky.
One of them was Zhao Fang from the majority of Yuntian, and the other was Duoran, who was somewhat familiar with Meng Hao's demon butterfly, and in the third Changhong, there was an old man.
This old man looks shameless, but his cultivation is also a spirit slasher, but it is strange that he did not fly out from which tribe, but flew out near Motu in the Southern Region! !
The fourth Changhong is on the Zihai Sea of West Desert. Because of the long distance, Meng Hao can feel it. Although he can't see who it is, he must be Zhixiang if he wants to come.
Just as Meng Hao was about to take back his gaze and his body disappeared, he suddenly got a shock and looked at the Southern Region violently.
In the direction of the Southern Territory, at this moment Meng Hao saw the fifth Changhong, but the distance was too far. Meng Hao could only perceive it slightly, but he could not see who the people in Changhong were.
Even he faintly felt that there was not only one such transmission in the Southern Territory, but more.
"Who went to the Ancient Demon Immortal Realm in the Southern Region..." With such a question, even with some faint expectations for the deceased in his heart, Meng Hao disappeared into the sky.
He didn't notice that, in fact, it wasn't just the Southern Territory and Motu that had teleported out. At this moment, there was also the light of teleportation on the eastern soil, soaring into the sky.
There are three ways, from... Fang's family!
Inside the Fang family’s teleportation Changhong, there are two men and one woman. Among them, the woman is the domineering woman with deep memory and grumpy Meng Hao... Fang Yu!
In the Ji family ancestor’s house, a phantom young figure stood on the highest peak of the hall. When he lowered his head, he looked down at five men and four women. These nine people all looked respectful. At this moment, all of them are shining with demon spirits. The power of teleportation is turning on, but in the eyes of the illusory young man, no matter how teleportation works, it can't make the nine people lift into the air.
"The ancient realm of the demon and immortals opens in a thousand years. Because of the purple sea of West Desert, it belongs exclusively to the southern sky. The other three main stars cannot participate in it. The opening of the ancient realm also represents the opening of the thousand-year battle for immortals.
The Ninth Law of Mountains and Seas, for any major star, only one person can become an immortal in a thousand years! "
"The battle for immortality has started, and Fengxiantai is slowly waking up. It will suppress the questioning of the past dynasties by itself, and will threaten life and death to prevent them from stealing the immortal road.
Therefore, although the fairy road is in front of you, your opponents, not only the cultivation of the same generation, but also the spirit-slashing and inquiring of the older generation, are all waiting for this thousand-year road to becoming a fairy. "
"The next thousand years will be very interesting. Everyone robs the immortal road, and one person succeeds, but no one succeeds!"
"This time in the ancient realm of demon immortals, there are creations. You can take one step more on the road to becoming immortal than others. I don't hope that for this thousand years, those who become immortals are not members of my Ji family!" The young man spoke lightly, waving his right hand, and immediately The bodies of the nine people underneath shook, soaring into the sky in an instant, and the power of transmission exploded in an all-round way.
The members of the Ji family, who can participate in entering the ancient world of demon immortals, must also be Tianjiao, and they are not the quasi-sequence people killed by Meng Hao that year. They should be the proud ones who have entered the sequence.
In North Desert, there is such a transmission light, soaring into the sky.
The opening of the ancient demon world is not a matter of the West Desert, it is extremely important to the entire Southern Heaven and Earth. A feast of Tianjiao!
He represents the opening of the road to contend for immortality!