Meng Hao fell with a punch. This punch condensed his suffocation and anger before he was taken away from the perfect foundation, and condensed all the regrets he had cut off.
A punch, the world collapsed!
During the roar, these three-headed and six-armed statues collapsed with all six arms, and the three heads split in an instant. The whole body exploded directly with a bang!
It is impossible to describe what kind of power erupted in this fist. The 10,000 Qing Luozong disciples all spewed blood and rolled their bodies. When they appeared in the formation, they were immediately hit by Meng Hao. The violent wind set off directly blew his body and annihilated his soul.
Meng Hao showed persistence in his eyes, strode forward and punched the second punch.
Third punch, fourth punch, fifth punch!
Every punch fell, the surrounding lotus formation would collapse, every punch fell, he strode ten feet, when the ninth punch fell, Meng Hao was already on the edge of this formation, one punch fell... collapse!
The lotus was all shattered, and the loud noise was shaking the earth and the earth.
With a bang, one hundred thousand mountains and ten thousand mountains directly collapsed and exploded. At this moment, the Qingluo Zong's mountain protection formation finally suffered a momentary fault.
At the same time this fault appeared, Meng Hao's body stepped directly out of the formation and stepped into the black mist of Qingluo Zong.
"Give me Xu Qing!" At the moment when he stepped into the mist, Meng Hao's voice spread to Qingluo Zong with indescribable dominance and madness, like a king over the world.
His voice was even more diffused, causing the surrounding fog to roll, revealing a narrow gap. Meng Hao’s gaze followed the gap, and at a glance, he saw the Ninety-Nine Mountains outside the fog and the sky. In the first mountain, that scarlet is in the incense burner of the lotus.
There is also a trembling figure sitting cross-legged in the incense burner. He can't see clearly, but he is familiar with the breath...
That is Xu Qing!
It was Xu Qing who was with him in life and death!
Qingluo Zong, hundreds of thousands of disciples, are practicing Xu Qing together! !
Lightning roared in Meng Hao's mind, and an indescribable anger instantly rose in his mind, turning into infinite evil spirits, and condensing his heart of killing.
Kill kill kill!
At this moment, Meng Hao's hatred of Qingluo Sect has reached the level of unshakable, and every disciple of Qingluo Sect must die!
"Kill him!" The three elders by the incense burner changed their complexions at this moment. They didn't expect that Meng Hao could actually break through the lotus formation. At this moment, the three people were shaking, and the old man with the first sword of the spirit stood up immediately. He has a grumpy temper, and his face is gloomy at the moment, and he rushes straight into the air as he steps.
"Hundred peaks, the disciples of the last twenty peaks, follow the ancestor to step into the Yin Luo Formation and kill this officer!" As he said, he went straight to the mist, and at the same time, on the earth, 30,000 disciples flew in an instant. Out of it, the weakest one is the foundation building, and the strongest is Yuan Ying.
As Qi Qi rushed into the fog, Meng Hao's voice suddenly came out with unprecedented sorrow in the fog.
"Qingluo Sect, Meng swears that in this life... the full gate of Qingluo Sect will be annihilated, Southern Heaven and Earth, there is you without me!"
Meng Hao was full of evil spirits. When the right hand was raised, the three-tailed flag suddenly appeared, curled up in all directions, and went straight to the surrounding black fog. When the rumbling sound echoed, the ancestor of the first sword sword of the Azure Luo Zong had already entered. As soon as he stepped into the mist, the mist immediately came alive, full of agility.
"Qing Luo Yi, Tian Di Ming, I want to fight, to win the stars, the first battle!" The voice of the first ancestor of Zhan Ling's first sword echoed, and the 30,000 Qing Luo Zong disciples stepped into the fog one after another, and suddenly the fog rolled, forming a sudden formation. Eight black dragons.
These eight black dragons were extremely ferocious, roaring and entwining each other, enveloping Meng Hao, and swallowing him instantly.
A cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, and he looked at the eight black dragons around him coldly. His killing intent was stronger than ever, and even since he cultivated the path, he has not been as powerful as today.
At the moment when the eight black dragons came, Meng Hao's body stepped out in an instant. The three-tailed flag swept across, and the shady spread, and directly rolled into three of the black dragons. The three-tailed flag exuded strange lights, and even on the flag cloth, it seemed that countless faces appeared. These faces were distorted, showing greed, as if bloodthirsty, and went straight to the black dragon to swallow them.
At the same time, Meng Hao's body shook and appeared in front of a black dragon for an instant. Without hesitation, he raised a punch with his right hand and bombarded with a loud noise. The body of the black dragon shook violently. After coming out, behind Meng Hao, three black dragons roared, so fast that they were in front of him almost the moment he turned his head.
"Demon Seal, the eighth forbidden!" Meng Hao raised his right hand and pointed forward. The three black dragons immediately shook their whole bodies, as if they were directly entangled by countless invisible silk threads.
"Demon method, Feng Zheng and soul extraction!" Meng Hao pinched the Jue, a fierce touch appeared in his eyes, and he pointed forward again.
With this finger, there was an indescribable screaming roar from the three black dragons, which was visible to the naked eye. Among the three black dragons, there were tens of thousands of monks. Their expressions were distorted and their roars were miserable. Overlapping needs appeared on their bodies. The soul is drawn out by life!
The three black dragons immediately collapsed, and tens of thousands of corpses suddenly fell.
Fengzheng, this is the magic of the demon master, one thought of sealing, one thought of righteousness, one thought of life, and one thought of death!
Even at this time, the three black dragons entangled by the three-tailed flags also trembled violently, as if they were about to collapse, while the last black dragon stopped abruptly in mid-air. At the position of the dragon's head, the Azure Luo Zong's first sword was killed. The ancestor turned out, his face changed drastically.
"Second burst!"
As his words spread, all the black dragons immediately collapsed on their own, and the black energy quickly rolled back, completely blending into the surroundings of the first ancestor of Spirit Slayer, and the more than ten thousand cultivators who were not dead were also shocked. , Come with the black air.
In the blink of an eye, these black qi turned into a giant with the size of a hundred meters, this giant wearing black armor, like a god, after appearing, came towards Meng Hao, booming.
"Die to me!" the giant said, and the voices of the tens of thousands of people in it echoed. In the earth-shaking, hundreds of thousands of mountains on the earth released a majestic breath and enveloped the giant, causing his body to expand again and transform into It's five hundred feet!
Compared with him, Meng Hao is extremely short, like an ant.
Meng Hao glanced at the coming giant, his eyes were more cold and harsh, especially Xu Qing in the incense burner was not aware of life or death, which made Meng Hao anxious, but he knew that without destroying this formation, he would not be able to walk into the blue. Luo Zongnei.
"Death!" The giant roared, raising his hands, and blasting towards Meng Hao on both sides of Meng Hao, as if he wanted to slap Meng Hao in his palm. The speed was so fast that he was approaching in the blink of an eye.
Meng Hao didn't dodge, he raised his hands at the same time, and at the moment the giant's palms slapped, he directly touched his hands.
In the roar, when outsiders looked at it, Meng Hao's figure was submerged in the giant's huge hands, but it was this giant that trembled...
The giant's body trembled, his expression revealing unbelievable and even more shocked.
"This is... what kind of flesh!!" Next to the incense burner, the ancestor who had the second sword of Spirit Slayer stood up abruptly, showing shock.
"Shaoan, don't be impatient, there are three changes in this formation, and now it's only the second one." The ancestor of the third sword of Zhanling spoke calmly.
Almost at the same time they spoke, the giant's hands collapsed, and when the black fog dispersed, Meng Hao walked out of it, unscathed, he walked straight to the giant, raised his right hand, and fell with a punch.
With a roar to the sky, the giant immediately opened his mouth and breathed out a breath of mist. When he blocked Meng Hao, his body quickly retreated, and the figure of the first ancestor of Spirit Slashing in his eyebrows turned into a horror and horror, suddenly roaring.
"The third formation!" As soon as he said, his huge body suddenly dispersed, turned into an infinite black mist, and came straight to Meng Hao. It was shrouded in an instant, suddenly rolled and contracted, and turned into a huge ball, roaring. Suddenly, the black flame was lit, and it shrank fiercely, as if to revitalize the surrounded Meng Hao.
Keep shrinking, one hundred feet, fifty feet, thirty feet, ten feet...
"The third change, with the cultivation base of Li Zhan, is enough to trap and kill the strong man with the second sword of Zhanling. Even if this person is physically strong, he can't escape with his softness." Next to the incense burner, with the third sword of Zhanling. The old ancestors spoke lightly.
Another ancestor of Spirit Slashing beside him also showed a smile on his face, deeply agreeing.
"In the Luoyin formation, everything can be refined, but it's a pity... This is not a pill, otherwise, if this person can be refined into a pill, it is also a treasure pill."
When the two were talking and laughing, suddenly, a roar rose to the sky, and the expressions of the two suddenly changed. When they raised their heads together, the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Qingluo Sect below, all of them changed drastically.
I saw the huge black fog ball in the sky, when it shrank to three feet at this moment, suddenly, an extremely evil, earth-shaking aura was directly released from the three feet of fog ball.
The evil of this breath is indescribable, and there is also a cold and faint, everyone can see that a hideous figure suddenly appeared in the three-foot fog.
This is not a figure, but a flower!
A flower that seems to hide various colors!
When the branches and leaves were dancing, the petals were swaying, and the breath burst out, the fog ball couldn't hold on, and it broke and exploded in an instant. At the same time, countless flesh and blood flew out of it. It was the corpse of the Qingluo Sect's disciple, and there was also an old figure. , With horror, horror, and unbelievable, fled quickly.
It is the ancestor of Zhanling's first knife.
"Help me!!" He yelled as he escaped.
But he hadn't waited to escape too far, and everyone hadn't waited to make a move. A black branch rushed out in an instant and entangled the old man directly. With a violent pull, the old man immediately screamed, his body He was directly dragged back, grabbed by Meng Hao, and pinched around his neck.
Meng Hao walked out step by step. Behind him was a five-color other shore flower, twenty meters in size, swaying crazily, floating and following!
This is his other side flower, this is his soul-cutting treasure!