The sound of slaughter on the battlefield has entered the blood demon sect, and the remaining disciples of the blood demon sect are now guarded outside, and together with the monks in the southern region, against the army of the north.
The monks of the Southern Territory had to come here. They no longer knew where to retreat. In the killing of the army of the Northern Territory, the Blood Demon Sect had become the holy land of the Southern Territory.
Here is the strongest sect in the Southern Territory!
Here, there is Meng Hao who rescued the curse before the Southern Territory!
Here, there is more legendary, powerful blood demon ancestor!
Therefore, the third and fourth battlefields moved here during the retreat, and this is exactly what the monks in the north are willing to see. What they want to destroy is the foundation of the entire southern region. In this case, they destroy the blood. Demon Sect, it was like giving the Southern Territory cultivator a one-shot lore.
Several other battlefields are also in this migration, approaching the Blood Demon Sect, as if they are going to have a decisive battle here!
Southern Territory... It seems that there is no chance of winning, because up to this moment, the Northern Territory has only dispatched the second group of troops. The third group of troops will land from the Tianhe Sea in a few days.
That will be the ultimate strength of Northland!
Outside the Blood Demon Sect, the killings continued. Pill Ghost, Old Ancestor Song, and almost all the pinnacles of the Southern Territory Questioning Dao were all here. This place was the main battlefield, and they had already reached the red eye.
Patriarch Song, lost his right arm, lost an eye, had weak breath, and even burned his life once.
The middle-aged man from Zi Yunzong's body had collapsed. At this moment, only the body of the original spirit existed, with a pill furnace surrounding him, still fighting for a fight.
The ancestor of Jin Hanzong was seriously injured. He even recovered some of his sanity. He was no longer as muddled as he once was. But after he recovered his sanity, he did not choose to escape.
"I am a sinner, a sinner in the Southern Territory!!" In this roar, he desperately shot.
The third ancestor of the Li family did not wake up, but died in battle!
His death caused a sensation on the battlefield. He was Wendao Pinnacle and chose to blew himself before his death. Although he did not kill Beidi Wendao Pinnacle, the three Northland ancestors who asked Dao Pinnacle were seriously injured.
Pill Ghost was exhausted and injured. He didn't know when, there was a purple mark on the center of his eyebrows. This mark seemed to have been sealed, but now... he is trying to untie it.
With the appearance of the imprint, his cultivation level is no longer in the early stage of the questioning process, but has entered the middle stage of the questioning process, and sometimes... can show the power of the latter stage of the questioning process.
There seemed to be a wave of horror circulating in his body, trying to break through his body and burst out.
Those who slash the spirit will die more!
The casualties in the Northland were equally huge. This war happened extremely fast, and within a short period of time, blood flowed into rivers.
The killings from the outside world were overwhelming, the roaring roar, Meng Hao held Xu Qing in Shao Zong Valley, watching her gradually getting older, with more wrinkles on her face, and completely gray hair. The kind of inner grief, fighting with the outside world, seemed to form a certain Kind of resonance.
He can't save Xu Qing's vitality. These days, he can only watch the person in his arms, with red face and white hair.
"After I'm gone, do you miss me..." Xu Qing opened her eyes, her muddy eyes seemed to have no light, as if everything in the world before her eyes was blurred.
This sentence caused more tears in Meng Hao's eyes, and his heart pierced more and more. He held Xu Qing, tears dripped and fell on Xu Qing's face.
"Don't cry..." Xu Qing seemed to exhaust all his strength and raised his withered hand to wipe away Meng Hao's tears.
"I am very happy that I was able to meet you in Daqingshan..."
"I only hope that when we are reincarnated and awake, we will also be on a big green mountain..."
"Meng Hao, I often dreamed recently. In my dreams... I and you returned to Daqingshan, back to the patrons..." Xu Qing murmured, and at this moment, the fire of her life began to finally dissipate.
Her whole body returned to the light, as if at this moment, the last life was blooming, her eyes suddenly no longer turbid, but there was clarity, as always, there was softness and strong reluctance in it.
She is reluctant to leave the Southern Territory and Meng Hao, she has too many nostalgias, too many memories, these... She reluctantly, she wants to be with Meng Hao for a hundred years, but now she can't do it.
In a light sigh, there was another deepest regret in her heart, that wedding... only halfway through.
"Meng Hao... Take care... You live, I live... You die, I die... One day in the future, when I reincarnated and awakened, you will be... If you are not there, I wish to live forever and remain unconscious." Xu Qing muttered, eyes The light inside gradually dimmed, and the raised right hand seemed to lose strength and was about to fall.
But at the moment when her hand was about to drop, Meng Hao raised his left hand and grasped it lightly, his eyes were deep and sad, and he looked at Xu Qing softly.
His right hand, at this moment, Yu Xu Qing’s back suddenly poured his own vitality into Xu Qing’s body. This vital influx is Meng Hao’s life, and his hair, at this moment, is constantly changing. Into white.
The life that Xu Qing was about to dissipate stayed a little longer, allowing her to breathe a few more breaths of reluctance here in the world, her eyes once again shined, looking at Meng Hao.
"Let me go..." Xu Qing murmured weakly.
"Our marriage hasn't been completed yet, you can't leave... I'm going to give you a complete double wedding ceremony!" Meng Hao showed persistence in his eyes, and when he spoke softly, he hugged Xu Qing and flew up in a flash.
He couldn't let go of his hand. At this moment, he continued to integrate his life into Xu Qing's body to prevent her from dissipating.
Their clothes were still red at the time of the wedding ceremony, and both of them became white-haired, but only one became old.
Great joy, great compassion, at this moment, it seemed to be merged together. When Meng Hao flew out of Shaozong Valley, he saw the battlefield in the distance, killing the sky.
On the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of people are fighting frantically, the spells are endless, the world is eclipsed, the wind is falling, the roar is shaking, the death... At any moment, there will be screams, screams, screams, and voices. Lang, it seems that this place has become the Huangquan Mansion.
The vast land, looking at it, became bloody, with countless corpses...
The sky, at this moment, is dusk, but nothingness is mutilated, and the roar of the storm makes the sky and the earth dim.
The appearance of Meng Hao instantly attracted the attention of many people on the battlefield. Whether it was a monk in the Southern Region or a strong man in the Northern Region, at this moment, they saw in mid-air, hugging an old woman with white hair, dressed in a red wedding. Two people in clothes.
I even felt the sadness that was close to death from Meng Hao.
"Meng Hao... It's Lord Meng Hao!"
"What's in his arms... Could it be Xu Qing... This... This is the power of a curse..."
"I personally participated in that wedding ceremony. It was a magnificence that I had never seen in my life..." The monks of the Southern Region felt bitter at the moment they saw Meng Hao.
Old Ancestor Song looked at Meng Hao, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it. He felt the pain of losing his heart in Meng Hao.
The sober ancestor of Jin Hanzong also fell silent.
The middle-aged man of Zi Yunzong, he only had the soul left. At this moment, he glanced at Meng Hao from a distance, and in bitterness, he turned to fight again.
Dan Gui looked sad, he looked at his disciple, at the previous wedding ceremony, and finally turned into this way, great joy became great compassion, he didn't know what to say.
The monks in the northern region also saw Meng Hao. Maybe they didn’t know each other before, but when they saw Meng Hao’s clothes, the white hair of the woman in his arms, and the bitterness of the people in the southern region, they immediately remembered. Now, this time, a name circulated in Northland.
"Meng Hao, he must be the damn Meng Hao!"
"It's him that made me the first batch of hundreds of thousands of monks in the Northland, and hundreds of thousands of people... the slaughtered Tianhehai became red!"
"The day I stepped into the South from Northland was the day of this person's big wedding. His life was not good, and the day of the big wedding became the great compassion of life and death!"
"It deserves to be so! He appears again today, he will undoubtedly die. This is a good thing for him. Go to the underworld together and be a dead mandarin duck!"
Among the monks in the north, in the sky, the seven peaks of the question in the north are all here, and each is injured. Especially three of them are seriously injured. The three seriously injured are exactly The old man in animal skins, the boy, and one more person were an old woman in the second batch.
"He is Meng Hao in the mouth of the monk of the Southern Territory. He has absorbed 80% of the power of the curse, and he is not dead yet!!" The old man with fur furrowed his brows and his eyes showed cold light.
"This person has a great enmity with me in the north. If he dies, it will be his luck. Since he is not dead, then today, he will be slashed a thousand times!"
"It doesn't matter if he is not dead, let him feel the feeling of the Taoist companion withering and becoming white hair around him on the day of his wedding. Only in this way can I offer tribute to the hundreds of thousands of heroic souls in the north!" He was wearing a red robe. The boy gritted his teeth, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The other ancestors in the Northland around them had heard of Meng Hao one by one, and when they saw it at the moment, murderous intent was pervasive.
On this battlefield, when Meng Hao was under the spotlight, Meng Hao looked sad, looked down at the old white-haired Xu Qing, then raised his head, and his eyes fell on his master pill ghost.
"Master, I want to hold my unfinished wedding ceremony here, please continue to testify for me!" Meng Hao's voice was calm, but in this calm, it contained enough to make all the Southern Territories. The monks were all trembling expressions.
Xu Qing's eyes stared at Meng Hao blankly. She tried hard not to close her eyes, but she couldn't help but tears came from the corners of her eyes.
Dan Gui's body was shaken.
"Shaozong's big wedding, continue to hold!!"
"Shaozong, this time the old man didn't prepare a gift. I will kill a few more monks in the north, and use their heads as gifts and their blood as a joy!"
"Master Meng Hao, the wedding ceremony continues!!" The monks of the Southern Territory roared, their eyes showed red light, and their hearts were filled with sadness, roaring to the sky.
Immediately there were disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, who quickly began to arrange on this ground, making it look like a bright and colorful wedding, and a wedding ceremony full of joy.
The entire battlefield, at this moment, seemed to be polarized!
On the one hand, killing is monstrous!
On the one hand, Meng Hao continues to get married!