Inside the blood cocoon, the figure sitting cross-legged, with pale hair, without skin, can see some blood vessels and meridians lingering, and the whole person looks terrible.
His eyes are godless, and there is a monstrous devilish qi from his body, as if the whole person has become a blood demon!
It is Meng Hao!
The energy and blood and cultivation base of more than 100,000 monks absorbed, as well as their souls, allowed Meng Hao to resolve the destructive power that dispersed into the body when the pseudo-immortal puppet collapsed.
But he still couldn't fully recover his body.
The outside world called Meng Hao's name, and the voice became stronger and stronger. When it passed through the blood cocoon, it echoed in Meng Hao's ears, dull, as if being elongated.
Gradually, Meng Hao's eyes were no longer blank, and Qingming appeared.
"I... It's Meng Hao..." In the muttering, Meng Hao's body shook suddenly, his mind roared up and down, and all his memories appeared at this moment.
From when he was young, until his parents disappeared at the age of seven, he chased out the fog until the Paoshan Sect, Ziyun Sect, West Desert Land, Demon Immortal Sect, Tianhehai, and then the Southern Territory.
He remembered everything. He married Xu Qing and watched Xu Qinghun return to Wangchuan. This scene made Meng Hao's body tremble, and on the back of his right hand, the mark that had appeared before, Appeared again, twinkling.
Looking down at the mark on the back of his hand, Meng Hao's mind seemed to have more... memories that were strange to him. Those memories were just broken pieces and couldn't be connected together.
These clips are all scenes from before he was seven years old, but the scene in that picture is not Zhao Guo, but a strange place, especially in one of the pictures, the sky is seven moons, one bright , Six bleak.
In this unique sky, he was hugged by a woman, and there was a young man beside him, looking at him with a smile, and farther away, a tall old man whose laughter echoed and was extremely kind.
Those men and women, Meng Hao are no strangers, that's what his parents looked like in his memory.
But the sky, the earth, and the whole world made Meng Hao very strange.
There... It's not the Southern Heaven and Earth.
"Just like the curse of the southern sky and the earth, it has no effect on me... I am really not born in the southern sky and earth." Meng Hao was silent. He didn't have time to think about this question at the moment. Motivated by these scattered memory fragments that came out.
After a long time, the mark on the back of Meng Hao's hand slowly dissipated. He raised his head, and slowly stood up amidst the voice of the outside world. At the moment he got up, the blood cocoon around him collapsed and turned into a roar. A bloody storm shook the sky.
During the storm, Meng Hao stepped out and looked at all the southern monks around him. Meng Hao, who walked out of the Scarlet Storm, had white hair, a hideous look, and no skin on his body, but they would not be afraid and still call.
"Meng Hao!"
"Meng Hao!"
"Meng Hao!!"
Pill Ghost, Old Ancestor Song, and Old Ancestor Jin Han all came quickly, and when they appeared beside Meng Hao, Meng Hao's second deity also recovered physically and appeared in the distance.
"Haoer..." Pill Ghost looked at Meng Hao's current body, heartbroken.
"Master, it doesn't matter... This is just an overstepping of the sixth level of Blood Demon Dafa." Meng Hao clasped his fists and bowed, then spoke softly when he raised his head.
"The sixth level of blood demon Dafa!" Old Ancestor Song took a breath and looked at Meng Hao.
This is indeed the sixth level of Blood Demon Dafa. At the moment when Meng Hao finally collapsed, his sixth level of Blood Demon Dafa opened on its own, as if to step into this sixth level, he had to experience such a dissipated blood throughout his body.
"Then you now..." Pill Ghost looked at Meng Hao.
"Master, are there any other cultivators in the Southern Region who came from the North?" When Meng Hao spoke, a red light flashed across his eyes.
"Yes! There are a total of six battlefields, three or four overlapped here, and now there are four, scattered in four directions, the number of monks in the north is about 100,000!" Pill Ghost seemed to have realized something, with a trace of worry in his eyes. He understood that Meng Hao's current state was already enchanted, the demon of killing.
"Master, I have found the way to the third sword." Meng Hao looked at the pill ghost and held his fist respectfully.
Pill Ghost's eyes condensed, and then laughed, no longer worrying, raising his right hand with a wave, a jade slip flew out, and inside it was the location of the four cultivators in the north.
Meng Hao took the jade slip, held his fist towards Patriarch Song and Patriarch Jinhan, then held his fist and bowed towards the surrounding southern monks, then flew up and went straight to the distance. His second deity distorted and disappeared. It turned into a shadow of Meng Hao, and went away together.
After Meng Hao left, the pill ghost took out the pill furnace and released a large amount of pill, which was given to the monks in the Southern Territory, and at the same time they were also repaired by everyone, and he and the ancestors of Jin Han and Song began to arrange their formations.
They understand that the war is not over yet, and the third batch of the stronger Northland is on the way. It will not take long to arrive. That is the final battle.
Although... The Southern Territory has a small chance of winning, but it still has to fight!
I would rather die in battle than let the Southern Territory fall from now on.
At the same time, Meng Hao turned into a blood-colored Changhong in mid-air, galloping forward, holding the jade slip in his hand, and his goal was the second battlefield not too far away.
"The blood demon Dafa has three realms, the first realm, I can fight the early stage of the questioning, and the second realm, the middle stage of the questioning, and the great achievement of this third realm can be shaken with my current cultivation level. Ask the pinnacle!"
"If I can cut the third knife and step into the question, then in the question... I will be invincible!" Meng Hao's expression was calm, and he muttered in his heart.
"Zhanling's third sword... I have a clue." When Meng Hao spoke softly, he lowered his head and glanced at the ground. The shadow that outsiders couldn't see was his second deity.
As he moved forward, he was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for him to immediately hear the sound of fighting from a distance. This sound was not as shocking as hundreds of thousands of battles, but it could still shake all directions.
There are tens of thousands of people fighting on the battlefield.
One side kept retreating, and the other side cruelly approached. Wherever he passed, blood was permeated on the earth, and corpses were everywhere in the distance.
There are more than 20,000 monks from the northern region and more than 10,000 monks from the southern region. The monks in the southern region here are mainly from the Zi Yunzong. The Zi Yunzong Tianjiao has not fully grown up and cannot be used for occupation. The three elders who really played the role were the spirit slayers.
On the northern side, Zhan Ling dispatched four people.
During the roar, the cultivators of the Southern Territory kept retreating, and the three of Zhan Ling were seriously injured. Too many disciples died, and Chu Yuyan was among them. At this moment, her face was pale with blood on her mouth, and she was fighting with others.
There are too many figures familiar to Meng Hao, all here, some have fallen, some are still insisting, roaring to the sky.
Meng Hao's figure, like a bloody meteor, dyed the sky red when it blasted from the sky. As soon as it appeared, the tens of thousands of people who were fighting on the ground immediately shook their hearts.
Especially the old spirit slayers, their eyes shrank, and for a while, they couldn't tell whether the coming person was the enemy or the enemy!
Only Chu Yuyan, after almost avoiding the fatal spell, she spewed blood, raised her head, only glanced at the figure in Changhong, her heart trembled fiercely.
The white hair, the figure with the skin inside, and the hideous and terrifying look, but in her eyes, she recognized at a glance... it was Meng Hao.
"He... What's wrong..." Chu Yuyan's heart was aching, she had her pride, but under this pride, there was still a heartache that emerged after seeing Meng Hao's appearance.
boom!
Meng Hao descended like a meteor that blasted into the crowd in the north. As soon as it fell, the ground vibrated and cracks appeared one after another, causing many monks in the north to spew blood and their bodies directly collapsed.
The four spirit-slashing powerhouses in the North land jumped and gritted their teeth, but before they could get close, Meng Hao raised his right hand and waved forward. There was a large amount of red mist immediately spreading towards Bafang.
Those four spirit slashers were the first to bear the brunt, and the mist penetrated into the body in an instant. What followed was a terrible scream that shocked the world, even if they were strong spirit slashers, they were still in the blink of an eye, their bodies withered, blood and blood , Cultivation base and soul were quickly drawn out, and as the mist dissipated, these four people turned into corpses and fell to the ground.
This scene shook all the monks in the north, but immediately after the spread of the red mist, a stern voice suddenly sounded.
All the cultivators in the Northland had just killed one by one, but now they were trembling and miserable, their bodies withered, their cultivation bases dissipated, and their souls drawn out.
The entire battlefield was occupied by this stern scene for an instant. The disciples of Zi Yunzong looked pale one by one and all retreated. While being shocked by Meng Hao, they showed fear.
"who is he!!"
"The whole body is bloody, there is no skin, and the magic spells are strange!"
"This... How is it similar to Meng Hao's Blood Demon Dafa..."
Chu Yuyan stared at Meng Hao in the group of monks in the north and looked at him like a gorefiend. Her heart hurts even more. She seemed to be able to see that Meng Hao carried a sense of sadness on her body. meaning.
During the roar, the 20,000-plus monks from the Northland around Meng Hao turned into corpses in the screams, and as the red mist emanated from their bodies, they recondensed on Meng Hao’s body. At this moment, the body made a creaking sound.
The body that had no skin originally grew some skin at this moment, and the vigor of the body's blood made the sky seem to be shaken, and there was thunder.
"Meng Hao! He is... Meng Hao!"
"It's really Meng Hao. I didn't see it just now. At the same time when the skin on his body recovered some, I could see that he... It's Meng Hao!"
"How did he become like this!" Every one of the Zi Yunzong disciples was shocked. When the words came out, Meng Hao's body jumped up, looked down at the earth and everyone, in Chu Yu After Yan stopped for a while, he turned around and walked away.
"Go to the Blood Demon Sect and gather there!" Meng Hao's voice came from a distance.