In the upper ancient Daohu area, in a valley, when the teleporting light shone in an instant, the roar suddenly spread, and a figure shuttled out of it at a speed of a few yards in an instant.
As soon as it flew out, the teleportation array disappeared again.
The one who flew out was Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's complexion was slightly pale, and when he appeared, he stood by the valley. He turned his head and looked behind him, and there was lingering fear in his eyes.
"After Xuantian and several people were sent out by me, I was teleported more than 70 times in this teleportation formation!"
"This circular teleportation array is too amazing. The further you go, the faster the speed will be. Even every time I teleport, my qi and blood will become weaker, like being sucked away."
Meng Hao took a deep breath, lifted his right hand and took out some pills from the storage bag and swallowed it, his body flew directly, sweeping across all directions. At this moment, the eruption had ended in the ancient Daohu Lake, and the fighting between each other had mostly stopped.
"Those people in the Blood Demon Sect should have gone to the central area according to my previous requirements."
Finding the direction of Qianzhang Daohu, Meng Hao immediately flew away.
Galloping all the way, the divine consciousness dispersed, avoiding the cracks in nothingness, and moving straight to the place where Qianzhangdao Lake is.
At this moment, beside the Qianzhang Dao Lake in the center, the sword sect and the blood demon sect are arguing.
"Blood Demon Sect, the cultivation of the demon way, it's nothing more than occupying a Daohu lake, so you dare to be greedy!"
"court death!"
The One Sword Sect is the most powerful here, they have the opportunity to master the three Daohu Lakes, and there are as many as eight Spirit Slashing Monks. Most of these eight people are indifferent and powerful.
In addition to these eight people, there is also an old man, it is the old Jian, sitting cross-legged not far away, looking at the Blood Demon Sect with cold eyes.
Here at the Blood Demon Sect, the ancestor Xuantian and others had already arrived, and the six ancestors of Spirit Slayer were filled with evil spirits, opposing the Sword Sect.
"My Blood Demon Sect borrowed from the Lake of the Purple Fate Sect, which is to be returned, but you, the Sword Sect, occupies three lakes, and you have to separate one!"
"One sword sect, fight or divide, you have a word!"
The murderous intent of the two sides shined, the Blood Demon Sect and the Yijian Sect had a great feud, and it was possible to kill each other at any time, not to mention the conflict of interests in this ancient Dao Lake today.
But at this moment, suddenly, the old man of Qingluo Sect's third sword, stood up in laughter, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he looked at the Blood Demon Sect.
"Blood Demon Sect, it is indeed a demon way, this tunnel lake is the good fortune of my southern monk, if you entangle again, the old man will also take action!"
Everyone in the Yijian Sect laughed when they heard this, and the sword veteran nodded to Qingluo Sect, the old man with the third sword of Spirit Slayer, and released his kindness.
The face of the six old blood demon sect changed.
"Yi Jianzong and Qingluo Zong's Taoist friends, this is very true." At the same time, laughter came from a middle-aged man of Jin Hanzong. This middle-aged man wore armor and had a burly body, like a King Kong, stepping out. At that time, the laughter was torrential.
Behind him, there are five old men who were originally sitting cross-legged, but their eyes suddenly opened and closed, revealing the spirit of slashing spirit.
His appearance immediately seemed to have reached a consensus with Yijian Sect and Qingluo Sect. The power of the three sects was revealed at the same time, forming a strong suppression of the Blood Demon Sect.
The most uncomfortable thing is that Chen Fan and Little Fatty retreat in silence. They can't control this kind of thing.
Everyone in the Zi Yunzong was silent, and the Song family was also silent.
Only the Li family, at this moment, the nineteenth ancestor flicked his sleeve, revealing a murderous intent in his eyes.
"Is Shao Zong of your family dead? If you haven't died, why can't you still come out!" The Li family has always been brooding about the death of Dao Zi of the Li family.
The appearance of the Li family formed a coalition of the four forces. The six elders of the Blood Demon Sect completely changed their expressions, and they all retreated. They were unable to fight these four forces at the same time.
"Why talk nonsense with them, just blast away, if you don't leave, simply kill!" The old man of Qingluo Zong's third sword, with eyes and a mountain, suddenly walked out, and when his right hand was raised, eight white tigers immediately roared and roared. Out, went straight to the people of the Blood Demon Sect.
The nineteenth ancestors of the Li family made the same shots. The Sword Sect saw that, and the eight spirit-slashing elders also flew out. All of a sudden, a melee between the spirits was about to begin.
boom!
The two sides contacted instantly, and the six elders of the Blood Demon Sect immediately stepped back under the loud noise, facing more than a dozen powerful spirit slayers from the Quartet, they could not fight at all.
When they were retreating, the magic weapon's supernatural powers shocked the sky, and dozens of disciples of the Blood Demon Sect at this moment had to retreat, but as soon as they retreated, the disciples of the four sects immediately rushed out and went to war directly.
The forces of the Quartet, the Qingluo Sect here, had a grudge against the Blood Demon Sect. The Li family was targeting Meng Hao, while the Yi Jianzong had a big enmity with the Blood Demon Sect. Only this Jin Han Sect had a grudge against the Blood Demon Sect.
The loud noise reverberated, and the ancestor Xuantian spewed blood, and when the body kept retreating, except for the demon fire boss, the other four people also spurted blood and retreated together. The fighting between the disciples was even more bloody. Shining, there was a screaming scream in the blink of an eye.
The real person withered road of Zi Yunzong frowned, hesitated for a moment, and closed his eyes again. From the beginning to the end, the Song family neither helped the Blood Demon Sect nor participated in the forces of the Quartet.
"Retreat!" The Sixth Blood Demon's heart burned with anger, but now in this situation, he had to retreat. Soon everyone kept retreating, and the Daohu that had given Zi Yunzong a gift was also let out.
"Go back, this is not the place your Blood Demon Sect can step into!" The old man of Qingluo Sect's third sword, flicked his big sleeve, and the eight tigers roared, forming a wave of horror, directly causing the six blood demon elders to spray out. With blood, the body rolled upside down, and many other ordinary disciples had their bodies directly collapsed and burst open.
The meaning of killing is extremely strong.
"Where is Shaozong?"
"If he doesn't dare to come again, we can only give up here!" The six elders of the Blood Demon Sect's expression changed, and he backed away again in frustration.
"It's useless for anyone to come, this ancient Daohu Lake is not a place where your blood demon sect can step in, get out of here!" A cold snort came from the sword sect.
At this moment, suddenly, a long rainbow in the distance, at an indescribable speed, suddenly arrived. This long rainbow was like a meteor, carrying an astonishing suffocation, and even more hostile.
As soon as this Changhong appeared, everyone in Zi Yunzong immediately looked at it together, especially Chu Yuyan and Han Xueshan, with their expressions staring.
Song Jia couldn't help but raised her head and looked over.
This Changhong was so fast that it was still far away at the first glance, and in the next instant, it directly surpassed the six elders of the Blood Demon Sect and appeared in front of the Quartet forces chasing after them.
With a bang, an astonishing wave suddenly spread. Within the four forces, the expressions of more than a dozen Spirit Slayers changed drastically, and their bodies all stopped. Among them, there was an old spirit Slayer at the front, from the Jinhan Sect. He let out a miserable scream, his body collapsed and exploded directly under the roar, blood splattering could not cover the figure of a young man wearing a long red slope in front of him.
This figure, dressed in a blood robe, looked calm, but the meaning of ice cold in his eyes was like nine days of cold ice, his right hand clenched a fist, and a punch directly collapsed and exploded the old Jin Hanzong spirit slayer.
A punch, killing the strong man who thought Zhan Ling's first knife, this scene shocked everyone suddenly.
Meng Hao's long hair was swaying, and his clothes were dancing. It belonged to the cultivation base of his second sword of slashing spirits.
The heaven and the earth paled, and the wind and clouds rolled back, as if a violent wind whizzed past, trying to lift the dust of the earth.
At this moment, everyone's eyes could not help but focus on Meng Hao!
"Who said that my Blood Demon Sect is not allowed to step in here?" Meng Hao raised his head, swept across the spirit-slashing monks of the four forces in front of him with a sullen look.
"Shaozong!"
"Meet Shao Zong!" The blood demon sect behind Meng Hao was immediately excited one by one, and bowed together.
"Meng Hao!" The face of the old man with the third sword of the Qingluo Sect changed, and the expressions of the people of the Jinhan Sect changed. The ancestors of the Li family contracted his eyes, and the people of the Sword Sect were all attentive. shock.
In the Purple Yunzong, Anzai, Lin Hailong, staring at Meng Hao in a blood robe in a daze, as if gradually fusing with the young figure with a different face in his mind and memory.
Chu Yuyan's body trembled slightly, a thousand words in her mouth, but at this moment, she couldn't say a word.
Han Xueshan was relatively innocent. She looked at Meng Hao and thought of the scenes of Saint Snow City in Motu.
Ye Feimu was silent, his expression full of complexity. He looked at the figure ahead of entering the Spirit Slayer, with a respectable status, and even a famous figure. He couldn't help but think of the scene when the opponent and himself competed for the qualification of the Purple Furnace Alchemist. .
Although he didn't want to admit it, looking at it now, he... has already been lagging farther and farther behind.
In the crowd, the old man who used to remember Meng Hao here was even more silent. He didn't know whether Meng Hao remembered himself as a small person.
In the silence all around, Meng Hao glanced over the people in front of him, and at a glance he saw the old man of Qingluo Zong's third sword.
"You said it?"
His words fell in the ears of the old man of Spirit Slashing Third Blade, his face suddenly changed, his heart roared, he thought of the horror of Meng Hao that day, and his body trembled and backed away immediately.
His changes fell in the eyes of the people around him, and once again turned into shock.
A word can make a strong spirit-slashing third sword so fearful, even if the spirit-slashing third sword, the way of cutting is a simple way, it is not the terrifying power of the three swords like a monster, but it also proves … Meng Hao's toughness.
The middle-aged man of Jin Hanzong flashed his eyes and immediately backed away. Even the other Jinhanzong powerhouses also backed away. The dead were their Jinhanzong spirit-slashing powerhouses. They could all retreat. The Li family also Naturally stepped back, unwilling to be the first to touch Meng Hao's edge here.
Because... The punch before Meng Hao appeared directly slashed a spirit-slashing power, which shocked everyone deeply.