When the surrounding sounds came out, Meng Hao had just stepped back, and a cold snort suddenly echoed not far away.
"Last night Song saw the clue, but although you were fake, the ghost behind you was real, today... Song killed you to let you know that it's not anyone, you can fool!"
In the words, Song Luodan of the Song family has a scar on his forehead that spreads directly to his neck, his whole body is shining with flame runes, and a fire crow is staring at Meng Hao coldly on his shoulder, and as he walks out, he asks. The momentum of Dao Pinnacle burst out, this is not the ordinary question Dao Pinnacle, but transcendence.
He is even more powerful than the patriarch of the emperor clan, and even in him, there is a fairy intent pervading him.
Behind him, an old man followed. This old man was thin, skinny and expressionless, but there was a sense of indifference in his eyes. The feeling he gave people was even more terrifying, as if there was a powerful immortal in his body. Open, you can directly suppress Meng Hao.
It seemed to be faintly in his body, with many veins open, but he was obviously blocked, and what he could show at this moment was just comparable to a pseudo-celestial.
The false immortal is the highest state within the range allowed by Meng Hao's father.
Almost at the moment Song Luodan came, Meng Hao suddenly turned around in the air, looking at Song Luodan and the old man behind him, Meng Hao's eyes flashed murderously.
The shot just now was extremely insidious.
"I'll kill you!" As soon as Meng Hao's words came out, he turned into a big Peng during his steps, and he approached Song Luodan in an instant, and the big Peng shook the sky with a roar. In the blink of an eye, he confronted Song Luodan hundreds of times in mid-air.
The flames filled Song Luodan's body, and the sea of flames spread out, forming the shadow of the fire crow, overwhelming the sky, and suddenly fought with Meng Hao in the air.
The two of them made their moves, earth-shattering, seeming to be in mid-air, but in reality Meng Hao did not leave the temple gate. As for other positions, if someone broke in, Meng Hao would not pay attention. He remembered how he felt at the beginning. Don't die.
The roar echoed, Zhao Yifan and others stopped and looked at the battle. Other people around were also witnessing it.
"This person is very good. Before he and Fan Dong'er made a shot. Although there were disadvantages, they were fine. Now he is fighting Song Luodan... I don't know who will win!"
"It must be Song Luodan. He can fight with Zhao Yifan in Taihang Jianchi with all his strength. Although there are rumors of failure, this can also explain his strength!"
The world fluctuates, the light is shining, Song Luodan in the sea of fire, as if the fire is coming, his expression is not angry and majestic, his body suddenly rises, his right foot is up, and Meng Hao is below, and he falls fiercely.
"die!"
This kick opened the sea of flames, erupting in the sea of flames in mid-air, turning into a huge fire crow, as if trying to tear open the space, enveloped Meng Hao's surroundings, and sealed everything, as if it condensed the might of the sky, and fell down.
At the same time, the old man beside him who had always followed the guardian sneered, raised his right hand with a wave, and a rotten needle appeared again and went straight to Meng Hao. The moment the needle came, Meng Hao's eyes flashed murderously.
He raised his right hand with a cold snort, and pointed at the coming Song Luodan. The vortex of the blood demon Dafa suddenly appeared. As soon as the vortex formed, it was like a dragon sucking water. In the blink of an eye, all the sea of fire was rolled into The storm was directly sucked into it, and the sea of flames disappeared in the blink of an eye, revealing Song Luodan inside.
Song Luodan's complexion changed drastically, and his expression was even more shocked. At this moment, his right foot was withered rapidly. He roared fiercely and spouted a mouthful of blood, causing his body to retreat suddenly, unexpectedly... At this critical moment, he was born. Escaped from the envelope of the blood demon whirlpool, when he stepped back, his face was a little pale, and his gaze at Meng Hao was shocked and even more murderous.
The people all around shook together. In the crowd, Zhixiang opened her eyes wide and was short of breath. She faintly felt that this whirlpool magical power was very similar to a legendary method that was recorded in the sect.
Zhao Yifan of Taihang Sword Pond suddenly showed brilliant eyes, and war was ignited in his pupils. Li Ling'er of the Li family of North Lu Xing also took a deep breath and changed his expression. When he looked at Meng Hao, he became solemn.
The four of them just didn't give their full strength, so for Meng Hao's ability to escape, he just felt that this person was not simple, and he was far from paying attention to it.
Ji Yin's whole body was looming with cause and effect, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he must be shocked right now.
As for Fan Dong'er, she has a strange light in her eyes, her expression is calm, and her whole body seems to be full of holiness, she seems to be thousands of miles away, but the beauty in her eyebrows is enough to make everyone shocked. He put his arms in his arms, from now on the husband and the son.
It is not Song Luodan that Meng Hao hates, but the old man next to him. This person has twice poisoned the needle. When Meng Hao raised his left hand, he grabbed it against the void, and immediately his hand seemed infinitely huge, as if he was about to catch the stars. , Took the needle directly in his hand.
With this method of picking stars, Meng Hao only understood the fur. If he can fully understand and has sufficient cultivation level, he will definitely be able to pick up a star directly from the sky when he raises his hand!
The moment Meng Hao grasped the rotten needle, Meng Hao's body shook, and in an instant he went straight to the old man. The old man sneered, without backing up, and walked towards Meng Hao.
"Life and death, the old man made you perfect!"
"Old Piff!" Meng Hao let out a low drink, and his body instantly turned into a big Peng. When he appeared, the old man waved his hand, and there was a gray aura suddenly dispersed, which contained immortal energy.
"Suppression!"
"It's me suppressing you!" Meng Hao's Xiu base suddenly dispersed, and his fairy aura also roared, directly spreading from his body. At the moment of dispersing, everyone around him changed their expressions.
Xianqi's invisible confrontation caused a loud roar, and the old man's complexion changed.
"Which sect family are you!"
Meng Hao didn't say a word. When the immortal energy dissipated, he pinched the Jue with his right hand and immediately pressed forward, and the Ninth Mountain suddenly burst out, suppressing it.
"Don't tell me, don't blame the old man for letting you destroy your body and spirit!" The old man snorted coldly. Behind him, there was a fascinating image. It was a huge idol, a coercive middle-aged man. Moon tremor.
In an instant, Meng Hao confronted the old man in mid-air, Meng Hao let out a low growl, and immediately behind him, the Fa-phase suddenly appeared, half a step of the power of the true immortal, burst out, forming a suppression, causing the old man's expression to change. When he was about to retreat and perform other spells, Meng Hao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and with a wave of his left hand, seven or eight black skin pills flew out, and the moment he touched the old man, it burst into a roar.
The old man spouted blood, his complexion changed greatly, his body was seriously injured, and he was about to retreat, but Meng Hao's speed came, and the star picking method with his right hand suddenly fell towards the old man. The old man roared, and when his right hand was raised, there seemed to be something in his palm. The sun, the moon and the stars directly touched Meng Hao.
The old man let out a stern roar, and Meng Hao also spewed blood. When his body kicked back, the thundering tripod in his hand flashed away and disappeared instantly. Taking advantage of Meng Hao's battle, Fan Donger, who was about to step into the gate of the temple, directly Changed location.
When he appeared, Meng Hao stood in front of the temple door with blood on his mouth, and his figure was tall and straight, as if he could support the world. When he raised his head, he stepped on the ground and immediately roared. A catch and pass.
Immediately three claw marks appeared, like an ancient fierce beast awakening, waving a claw towards the sky and the earth, and the face behind him was the same.
Immediately set off a shock, blocking Li Ling'er and Fang Donghan from the Fang family who were about to rush.
When the roar echoed, in mid-air, the protector of Song Luodan let out a sorrowful roar. There was a needle on his right hand. He recognized it before and wanted to kill Meng Hao's needle!
This needle is rotten, and even the old man is rotten.
"No!!" His expression was horrified. His face was decayed to the naked eye and turned into fly ash. His heart was filled with fear. Although this needle was vicious, he knew that the power was never so fast, but right now, this The needle seems to be contaminated with other aura, which is actually the case.
When his screams echoed, in the inhalation of everyone around, the body of the old man collapsed in midair, without flesh and blood, and became flying ash...
For a moment, it was quiet all around.
This old man is not an ordinary person. He is the protector of Song Luodan, the strong man of the Song family, and he has opened dozens of veins in the fairyland, but now... he actually died here, died... in the hands of a spiritual monk .
Although it was an accident, although it was accidental, even though it was self-styled as a prerequisite, no matter what... he is dead!
Died in the hands of Meng Hao!
"Song Luodan's protector... is dead?"
"He... he actually killed a protector!"
"Who is this person, he is definitely not an unknown person, he can't be a person from the Southern Heaven and Earth, he must be the arrogance of some sect outside!"
"But he looks strange and has never seen him..."
Zhixiang opened her eyes wide and was shocked when the people around her buzzed. Her cultivation base was originally a fairyland, but after possessing the demon body, in order to gain a stronger future, she pressured her cultivation base and rebuilt in the spiritual realm. She has gained much more strength than she used to be in the spiritual realm, but even so, she is not sure to kill a fake fairy!
"Who are you!" Zhao Yifan looked at Meng Hao and suddenly said.
Ji Yin also seemed to look at Meng Hao, Li Ling'er, Wang Mu, who had never taken a shot, and other Tianjiao from the sect family around him, including Sun Zi, all at this moment, all looking at Meng Hao together.
Even Song Luodan took a deep breath. The death of the protector shocked him, and at the same time, the murderous intentions against Meng Hao were even more intense.
"Brother Dao, who are you? Can you tell me to wait?" Fan Dong'er was in the air, before being changed position by Meng Hao, her heart was very angry, but her expression remained calm and she spoke calmly.
Looking at these arrogances, Meng Hao admitted that these people are indeed very strong, but Meng Hao's heart is full of fighting spirit, and there is even more expectation.
He looked forward to how magnificent he would be when he stepped into the world belonging to these arrogances after he left the southern sky.
"My name is Meng Hao!" Meng Hao said calmly, and in front of the entire Ninth Mountain Tianjiao, he said his name, a name that is destined to be spread after this war and is known by many people!