"Damn it!" Meng Hao's expression changed. Everything before it seemed like a dream. After Mo Nian was drawn out by Qian Duoduo, it immediately affected Meng Hao's emotions and his character. He seemed to be at the time. Calm, but just calm with his body, but actually lost his judgment of the surroundings.
This kind of judgment is not possessed by Mo Nian.
As a result, he himself was now shocked out of the ring.
Fortunately, with the full force of the previous shot, all the magical thoughts were stimulated, and most of it was dispersed under this impact, making Meng Hao's consciousness no longer|interrupted, as if awakening from a dream.
Too late to get rid of the magical thoughts remaining in his body, Meng Hao was caught in a more dangerous vortex at the moment. His body had just been thrown out of the ring, and the figure with half of his head had been lost. Meng Hao.
His hands were very cold. The moment he touched Meng Hao, Meng Hao's whole body was immediately cold, and he was about to struggle. Suddenly, Meng Hao's expression changed drastically, because he saw that in the hands of this figure, there was an unexpected expression. He is very familiar with the magic!
That's... the eighth ban on the demon seal! !
In an instant, Meng Hao's body was imprisoned, unable to move the slightest, but at the same time, his life, his cultivation, and everything, unexpectedly, at this moment, all went straight to the figure, as if he was crazy. Swallow.
When Meng Hao's mind was shaking, the figure with half of its head was already holding Meng Hao, and disappeared into the mist in an instant.
All this happened so quickly that before everyone on the Taoist tree could react, Meng Hao had been taken away.
Ling Yunzi's complexion changed drastically, and his body suddenly flew out, looking at the endless nothingness. Although he was anxious, he had no choice. There... he couldn't step into it.
The other two old men beside him also appeared gloomy, staring into the mist in the distance, where Meng Hao disappeared, silent.
On the road tree, everyone was stunned.
This scene was too sudden, no one expected it in advance, and Zhao Yifan, at this moment, was also dying, passed out in a coma and fell to the ground.
Outside the Ninth Mountain and Sea, all the monks who paid attention to this battle were shocked, showing unbelievable meaning, staring blankly at Meng Hao being taken away by the half-headed figure.
"He... He became number one, but..."
"What is going on, why is there such a thing, this is impossible!!"
"Damn, he is the number one, he defeated Zhao Yifan, he is the number one in the trial, and even the number one in the ring. He must be famous for my ninth mountain in the future, but why... why is it so!!!"
"Since this immortal ruin is so dangerous, why should this challenge be carried out here!!"
Outside the Ninth Mountains and Seas, many people are roaring. Here, Meng Hao has risen all the way, they all saw, faintly, they have witnessed a future supreme figure, but all of this, in this instant, all disappeared.
There were also many people who sighed in secret, Meng Hao is too strong here, so powerful that all the cultivation of his peers feel depressed and suffocated, and his disappearance is undoubtedly the best result.
"This Fangmu is dead, taken away by the figure that lost half of its head, and died prematurely."
"It's a pity that such a talented arrogant, I will be challenged in the future, there is also one missing."
The ninth mountains and seas buzzed, and in the starry sky hall, all the expressions of the elders changed, and the three elders of the three avenues were also gloomy. They slowly stood up. They glanced at the place where Meng Hao was young, and then at Dao Shu. Go to the woman in white.
The woman stood there, looking down at Zhao Yifan who was in a coma, then turned her head to look at nothingness in the distance, as if she was pondering, and soon she turned around and walked towards the place where Meng Hao disappeared.
After seeing this scene, the three elders at Three Avenue Gate were all excited.
"Maybe... Fang Mu won't die!"
"Perhaps... We really succeeded this time!!"
"Sequence, nine mountains and seas, only our ninth mountain and sea has not entered the sequence..."
At the same time, outside Dongsheng and inside the starry sky, Patriarch Patriarch suddenly widened his eyes, breathing quickly, staring blankly at the picture in the whirlpool, and was stunned.
"This bastard, just died like that?"
"Impossible, if this bastard is really so easy to hang up, wouldn't it be God's eye? But the figure with half of its head lost, how... so familiar..."
In the starry sky, the tenth ancestor of the Wang family was sitting cross-legged on a meteorite. As he moved forward, his body shook sharply. Looking at the whirlpool picture, he was silent.
In the Kunlun Dao, Pill Ghost's body trembled, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes. Although he believed that Meng Hao would never die easily, it was the immortal ruins...
Chu Yuyan's body was trembling, her breathing was rapid, and her face was pale. She couldn't believe it was true. She seemed to lose her strength all at once, and when she staggered back a few steps, there were tears in her eyes silently.
"He won't die..."
On the southern star, in the eastern earth, in Fang's family, Meng Hao's mother was pale, and she firmly grasped the hand of her husband beside her. Fang Xiufeng's expression seemed calm, but his inner breath burst out with murderous intent.
You can take a deep breath and speak in a deep voice.
"Haoer is not a short-lived person, he can't die."
"If he falls... Fang will keep his promise and guard this place, but in one hundred thousand years, I will personally open the gate, release the demons, and let the Three Avenue Gate come to bury my son!
And this immortal ruin... also needs to be buried! "
Chen Fan, Little Fatty, and Li Shiqi all saw this scene, their bodies trembled and couldn't believe it.
The entire ninth mountain and sea roared. Here, Meng Hao became the first person, but... disappeared in the entire world.
Naturally, Meng Hao did not die.
He was caught by the figure that had lost half of his head and shuttled in the mist. His body was trembling, and the whole body's life, cultivation base, and breath were all being swallowed and absorbed by the figure.
The head of this figure gradually seemed to heal flesh and blood, and his breath gradually ceased to be filled with lifelessness. It seemed to have more vitality, but in spirit, it seemed to be lacking, without mind, only instinct.
Meng Hao couldn't move, his consciousness seemed to stop, and his whole person was extremely cold, but when his life was sucked away, the remaining magical thoughts in his body were also sucked over.
As Mo Nian was more and more sucked away, the figure that had lost half of its head suddenly stopped, and some black flames burned all over the body.
This flame from magical thought made this figure jealous before, and at this moment, following Meng Hao's cultivation and life, after being sucked into the body, it burned, causing this figure to show a touch of pain.
After his meal, Meng Hao immediately resumed some actions, and his consciousness also resumed thinking, which was replaced by shock.
"He... He will demonize the eighth ban!!"
"Who is he, he... Is he also in the line of demon sealing!!"
"That sword contains the sixth forbidden for demon sealing, and it pierces his waist. If he is also in the line of demon sealing, either the line of demon sealing is fighting with each other, or... he pierced in to seal himself! Many thoughts flashed in Meng Hao's mind. At the moment of the crisis, he had no time to think too much, his eyes flashed.
Taking advantage of this momentary opportunity, Meng Hao's body cultivation broke out suddenly, and the immortal vein in his body exuded immortal energy, trying to resist, but this figure was so powerful that Meng Hao couldn't resist it at all.
But... Meng Hao wasn't trying to defeat the opponent. He used this moment of time to use the only opportunity that his body could move, and his right hand suddenly grabbed the sword that was pierced into the figure's waist.
The moment he touched this sword, the ancient jade seal in Meng Hao’s storage bag vibrated madly. At the same time, the figure halted again and made a stern sound, Meng Hao used it. With the last strength, he violently pulled out the sword!
At the moment it was pulled out... a puff of black blood spurted out of the wound in an instant. As soon as the black blood came out, the figure trembled and released Meng Hao. Meng Hao galloped back, pale, spouting blood.
He lost a lot of lives, and his cultivation was also scattered. He was in a very poor state at the moment. When he retreated, Meng Hao didn't stop at all, spreading out at full speed and widening the distance.
The figure trembled, pressing down on the wound, but no matter how he pressed it, blood was always erupting.
"Who am I... I... Who am I..." The figure looked blank, confused, and murmured, echoing in all directions.
"My sword... My sword..." When the voice of this figure echoed, the blood that radiated from his body was actually condensed with each other and turned into blood snakes, which were covered with long beards and were extremely hideous. In a flash, madly rushed out of the figure's wound, more and more, in the end, it was densely packed with thousands of people around.
Meng Hao's scalp was numb.
At this moment, a scream came from a distance, and the black wind approached in an instant. The rotten roc that had hovered on the Taoist tree before suddenly appeared, with greed in his eyes, and went straight to the figure.
But as soon as he approached, the muttering figure flashed his eyes, pinched his right hand and pointed towards Dapeng.
Demon seal the eighth ban!
With a finger, the whole body of the Dapeng stopped abruptly and fell directly.
Meng Hao was shocked.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding fog rolled, and there were figures suddenly appearing. Among them, the repair of the human-shaped snake body was also in it. When they appeared, they greedily looked at the hideous blood snakes that emerged from the wounds, as if they were watching When he arrived at the big tonic, he rushed frantically.
"I am... the Sixth Generation Enchanted Demon..." The figure, with half of its head missing, looked blankly at the people rushing around. He pressed his hand on the wound and tried to stop the blood snakes from coming out. There was something in his eyes. For an instant, there was a sense of sobriety.
"The sixth prohibition of the demon... Life and death prohibition!" As soon as the words came out, he raised his right hand and pointed to the surroundings suddenly.