Meng Hao stood up and glanced back at the bones of Xu Long, the inner disciple next to him. Without hesitation, he turned around and swiftly followed the approaching route and galloped away.
If you don't explore that figure, Meng Hao will not be reconciled.
Although this place is dangerous, since he has come and chose danger, he is naturally seeking wealth and wealth. Whether he can continue to maintain his own initiative in the second realm and turn this opportunity into an advantage depends on this. One time choice.
If you don't want to take risks because of safety, then why bother to come here to look at Baoshan and make a mistake. This kind of regret, mortals sigh, let alone monks!
Compared with safety, Meng Hao is more willing to fight for his own destiny!
No one is willing to be mediocre. As the inner disciple Xu Long, many people in the Fang family have tried before Meng Hao. It is possible to obtain good luck, but obviously they are not perfect.
Meng Hao saw the seven roads and imprinted jade slips on Xu Long’s identity in different years. He didn’t think he could do better than others. This was decided. Once he chooses Xu Long, because What he obtained as an inner disciple was actually just the eternal Taoism of the Fang family.
As for other things, Meng Hao is hard to get. The starting point, in many cases, determines the end point.
With the minds of the Fang family in the past generations, they have almost reached the limit. What can't be done can only be based on personal opportunities. In this case, Meng Hao would rather put his own opportunities on his own opportunities.
Therefore, he categorically gave up this path. At this moment, his body was galloping without hesitation. According to Fang Yu's method, he opened one by one. It took two hours. When he walked out of this piece of safety, he could enter the second realm. He didn't retreat when he was in the area, so he didn't need to look back, and went straight in the direction of the fourth peak, and left in an instant.
"There are still seventeen hours." Meng Hao silently counted the time, unfolding speed, wandering cautiously among the ruins, and walking forward beside the bones.
Time passed, five hours later, he came to the third peak. He didn't see anyone else along the way. Meng Hao had no surprises, because thirty-six hours, most of the moment has passed, and many people have long wanted to come. I found the host, waiting now.
"There are still twelve hours." Meng Hao glanced at the fourth peak in the distance, staring at the top of the mountain, and galloping again.
Five hours later, when Meng Hao had finished half of the distance between the third peak and the fourth peak, there was a sudden roar, which came from a distance. Because of the silence around, the sound spread far away. Some, when they fell to Meng Hao, they said little, but he immediately noticed it.
Even when this voice came, there were waves of magical powers that spread here, although it was still faint, but in this fluctuation, Meng Hao felt a breath of deja vu.
He paused and frowned, and after feeling it carefully, his brows became tighter, because of this breath, he already remembered who it was.
"Most Yuntian, Zhao Fang." Meng Hao glanced into the distance, with thoughts in his eyes. At this moment, only seven hours were left before the end of the first realm.
From here to the fourth peak, it still takes five hours. The time left for Meng Hao to go up the mountain is only two hours, which is very tight and cannot be wasted easily.
Meng Hao had the intention to continue on the road, but after walking out of a hundred meters, he suddenly turned around, and went to the other party who had the breath of Zhao Fang. How he keeps his promise, the other party will also keep it.
No one is supervising, but this matter is in mind.
And being a human being, in many cases, talks about a clear conscience.
Meng Hao's speed was extremely fast, and he left in an instant. After only a small half of incense, he saw two monks fighting each other in the ruins not far away.
One of them was Zhao Fang. He was embarrassed, his expression was angry, there was blood on his shirt, his face was pale, and he was obviously injured.
The one who fought against him was a man wearing a white robe and shawl-long hair. This man was slender and handsome. He had a temperament that could make any woman squint. He was surrounded by three flying shuttles, vomiting. When he surrounds Changhong, he exudes a sharp meaning, which makes the man in white more elegant.
These two people are not alone here. Behind the man in white clothes, there is a woman wearing a purple dress more than ten feet away. This woman smiles brightly and is very beautiful, especially the shrewd eyebrows, which makes this woman see at a glance. , Is a person with seven orifices and exquisite, many scheming.
With a smile on her face, she watched the fight between the two and did not make a move, but when she glanced at the white-clothed man from time to time, a profound meaning flashed through. It was definitely not admiration, but had another meaning.
"This is the place where I recorded most of Yuntian, you are robbing you so much, it's too forceful!"
Another roar came out, Zhao Fang spouted blood, staggered back, staring at the white-clothed youth in front of him, with strong murderous intent. As he said, most of them Yuntian found out, but when he came this time, he As soon as he found it, he was immediately injured by the action of the man and the woman.
The meaning of occupying this place is extremely obvious. If it wasn't for the woman who had made the first sneak attack and hadn't taken the shot, her own life and death would have been unpredictable at this moment.
"There is no master of the demon immortal sect. You have to say that Wang snatched it, then I will snatch it." When the white-clothed man spoke lightly, he glanced at Zhao Fang, and a flash of indifference and ignorance flashed in his eyes.
"Go ahead, if I make another move, I will kill you."
Among all the Yuntian tribes, Zhao Fang has the best aptitude, and the ancient demon fairy sect. Although chances are heavy, aptitude is also important. The higher the aptitude, the better the inheritance of the enlightenment method.
Zhao Fang was placed in high hopes. It was in the middle stage of Yuanying. Before he came, his ancestors personally shot him. He did not hesitate to use magic techniques to temporarily promote him to the peak of the latter stage of Yuanying, which could last for three months.
The skeleton here is not an ordinary disciple of the inner sect, but a rare identity with half a foot in the core, because this skeleton has elders and is a core disciple of the Demon Immortal Sect.
This relationship was the last time that most of Yuntian came, and it was hard to find out.
Zhao Fang's eyes were crimson, but the white-clothed man in front of him was a true Nascent Soul late stage. He was forced to be promoted and he was barely able to fight, but he had a lot of methods and treasures, and he was no opponent at all.
What's more, there was the woman beside him. Although this woman was only in the early Yuanying stage, it seemed to Zhao Fang that it was even more threatening. This feeling was extremely strange, which made him very frightened.
Just when Zhao Fang gritted his teeth and could only choose to leave in grief and anger, suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air came from a distance. The white-clothed man's complexion changed, and his eyes shrank when he raised his head sharply.
Even the purple-clothed woman was taken aback, raised her head and looked intently.
Zhao Fang was taken aback, he immediately saw a blue smoke in the low air, and a black moon flashed in it, which was approaching at an extremely fast speed.
While seeing the black moon clearly, Zhao Fang suddenly showed ecstasy. Before coming, the ancestor Yuntian had spoken to him and said that Meng Hao would help him appropriately in the ancient world of demon immortals.
"Brother Meng, please help me!!"
Almost at the same time when Zhao Fang’s words came out, Qingyan Heiyue appeared dozens of feet away from the three of them in the blink of an eye. The black moon disappeared, and the green smoke dissipated. people.
At the same time, after the purple-clothed woman saw Meng Hao's appearance clearly, her eyes widened, revealing that she was unbelievable, even more incredible, and even rare. A strong shock and trance appeared on her.
"Meng... Meng Hao?" She took a deep breath and said silently, her mind roaring like a big wave.
The man in white also stunned when he saw Meng Hao clearly. He seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. After hearing the words of the woman next to him, he suddenly thought of who the other party was!
Zhao Fang gave a chuckle in his heart, he didn't expect the two parties to know each other.
Meng Hao's expression was indifferent, his eyes fell on the purple-clothed woman, he condensed slightly, and then smiled.
"Friend Han Bei, it's been a long time since I saw you, the style remains the same."
The purple-clothed woman was the Qingluo Zong Han Bei, the quirky woman back then. She was short of breath. After hearing Meng Hao's words, she still looked incredulous.
"It's really you?" Han Bei couldn't believe her eyes. For Meng Hao, she had a very strong impression back then. The Meng Hao in her memory created one miracle after another, whether it was Fang Dingzhi in the ancient blessed land of Qingluo Zong. The matter was that the later incarnation of Meng Hao, Master Danding, went to Qingluo Zong, and after that, Meng Hao killed the Daozi of the Li family, killed the people of the Ji family’s quasi-sequence in the cave of death, and even caused a change in the southern region. .
These scenes shocked Han Bei back then. Although many years have passed, her impression is still very strong. It is also closely related to the reminders and judgments of the ancestors of her Han family back then.
"You...your cultivation base!!" Han Bei was shocked, but soon after she noticed Meng Hao's cultivation base, her heart was shocked, surpassing before, the present Meng Hao was actually Yuan Ying Dzogchen!
She clearly knew that even the Daozi of the Southern Territory Sect Clan, the few people with the highest cultivation level today are only in the early and mid-Yuan Ying. Only Wang Lihai, the Daozi of the Wang Clan, was hidden too deeply to reveal it here, yes. The only one in the late Yuan Ying period.
This is doomed. Once out, once the Southern Region spreads, Wang Lihai will become the first person of this generation and make a sensation in the Southern Region.
But right now, after seeing Meng Hao, Han Bei's shock is beyond description.
Meng Hao's gaze fell on the same look and shocked, even a somewhat complicated man in white clothes. Looking at his face that was almost exactly the same as Wang Tengfei, Meng Hao knew the identity of this person.
Wang Tengfei's elder brother, Wang Family Daozi, was the man who died in the blood fairy inheritance!
Wang Lihai!