At the same time, the other blood pits were all boiling at this moment, as if they were sealed, countless blood energy rose up, and outside each blood pit, they turned into a bloody sword, floating motionless, but the evil energy spread out.

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There was no blood sword in the blood pit where Meng Hao disappeared, but that was where all the men in black robes were chasing him.

Meng Hao was extremely fast, and with a bang, he shuttled through the blood pit of the underground palace. When he emerged, he was in a passage. The passage was long and narrow. He continued to sink in a flash, and this time, he directly entered the secret cave at the bottom.

, as soon as he stepped in, Meng Hao's eyes were immediately filled with bloody light, which was so dazzling that it was almost blinding.

His eyes flashed, and when he was secretly frightened, he felt an indescribable evil aura, rushing towards his face at this moment, as if there were countless shrill voices screaming in his ears, but those shrill voices, every Meng

Haodu was familiar with them, they were the voices of people he knew.

Not only that, even at this moment, he had countless hallucinations before his eyes, and he even felt as if his body was about to collapse, as if he was in the Netherworld.

His heartbeat accelerated, his blood flow reversed, and Meng Hao's complexion suddenly changed. It seemed that his cultivation was almost chaotic, and he could hardly control it. He bit the tip of his tongue sharply, and after using the severe pain to wake himself up for a moment, his complexion changed.

Pale, his body quickly retreated, until he was closer to the passage, and then he barely resisted.

In fact, he had a strong premonition that even if he was close to the passage, if it took a little longer, he would still be contaminated by the evil aura, and even his cultivation would be lost!

This was intuition. This intuition made Meng Hao shrink his eyes. He quickly looked around and saw those statues at a glance. There were black turtles, cranes, and even deer...

"Are they...all counter-spirits?" When Meng Hao's eyes contracted, he finally looked directly below the secret cave, where the bloody ice block was. He saw the one sealed inside the bloody ice block.

Bloody bat.

All evil emanates from this bloody ice cube and from this bloody bat. It... is the source of evil here!

Parrot and Pijiang were also looking around, their expressions changing.

At this moment, a roar came from Meng Hao's storage bag, and the blood-colored mask flew out on its own, booming in mid-air, emitting a torrential blood light. In the blood light, the mastiff... finally woke up.

Its body suddenly flew out, and while it was in mid-air, it turned back and glanced deeply at Meng Hao, showing attachment. It was as if it was the same as when it was a child. Meng Hao was its master, its relative, and everything in its life.

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After one glance, the mastiff showed determination in its eyes. It roared, and when it turned around, it turned into a streak of blood and rushed into the blood-colored ice. It wanted to seize the evil soul and... replace it!!

If it fails, it will die!

But if it succeeds...from now on, it will be a counter-spirit!

This matter is crazy. If this counter-spirit is not at its weakest, or may even be dead, the mastiff has no chance of success. But even if this counter-spirit dies or is extremely weak, how likely is the mastiff's success?

, no one knows.

Fortunately, the mastiff itself is a spirit born from blood, so it is born with the same origin as the blood bat, which gives it a chance to fight.

At this moment, when he pounced, the blood light that the mastiff turned into melted into the blood-colored ice in an instant, and engulfed the blood-colored bat directly.

A roaring sound rose into the sky at this moment. The blood-colored ice cubes trembled, and there seemed to be some invisible roar. At this moment, like a dragon fighting a tiger, it came from the blood-colored ice cubes. There was a roar in the dense cave, and Meng Hao spurted out blood, and his body

Quickly retreating, the mastiff took over the house and turned against the spirit. He could not help. The only thing he could do was to protect the mastiff all the way here.

As for whether it can succeed, it doesn't depend on Meng Hao, but on the mastiff's own destiny.

And Meng Hao couldn't stay any longer, he had to go out, otherwise, under the contamination of that evil aura, his cultivation would dissipate from now on.

Moreover, at this moment, there was a roaring sound coming from the passage above, and those men in black robes were about to pursue them.

Meng Hao took a deep breath and looked at the parrot and Pi Jiang. The parrot understood the meaning in their eyes.

The parrot hesitated and screamed loudly.

"Fight, it's his grandma's, Fifth Master, give it a try, Meng Hao, you owe me a big favor! Third brother, come and help me!" The parrot screamed and flapped its wings, and immediately countless stray lights flew out, covering the blood-colored ice.

Pijiang reluctantly flew over and was caught by the parrot. He seemed to be fused with Pijiang, using all his strength to use his strange magic to help the mastiff, making the mastiff more likely to succeed.

"Even if Fifth Master helps it, whether it can succeed or not depends on its own luck!" the parrot yelled.

"Thank you. You have done everything you can. It's up to you...and I can't help much. What I can help is to stop outsiders so that no one can come in and interfere with you!"

Meng Hao took a deep look at the ice that the mastiff had melted into. When he turned around, his body swayed and he headed straight for the passage above from the secret cave.

Although the evil intention here has a great impact on people, if they resist forcefully, they can resist it for some time. Meng Hao can do it, and those men in black robes can do the same.

Meng Hao couldn't gamble. If those men in black robes were allowed to come to this secret cave, he didn't know if they would do anything, which would directly affect the success or failure of the mastiff.

Because I care too much, I can't make a decision easily. The only sure way is to prevent anyone from stepping here!

The entire underground blood burial place is composed of two parts, one as big as an underground palace, and the other as small as a secret cave. There is a passage between them. At this moment, Meng Hao was in this passage and saw at a glance the pursuers coming from ahead.

Those men in black robes.

With murderous intent flashing in his eyes, Meng Hao did not hesitate and immediately killed these men in black robes.

Above him is the underground palace, and below him is the secret cave.

"Mastiff, you have protected me many times, this time... I will protect you!" When Meng Hao murmured, his whole body was full of cultivation, and murderous intent was permeated. He didn't know whether the Mastiff's attempt to seize the body would succeed in the end.

Or how long it would take, but Meng Hao understood that he had no retreat and no need to retreat.

He took a deep breath, and when his cultivation exploded, his immortal veins surged. His whole body exuded a sharp edge. In the blink of an eye, he and the men in black robes who were chasing him met each other.

This passage is not big, and everyone inside is instantly filled with magical powers and roaring with magic. If it were in Meng Hao's heyday, it would not be difficult for him to kill these dozens of people. But now, his cultivation has only recovered about 60%.

, it was a lot more difficult when I took action.

But no matter how difficult it is, Meng Hao, who is in the Immortal Emperor realm, is definitely not comparable to the ordinary ancient realm experts. At this moment, when he strikes, there is a roar, the blood demon's head transforms, and the source of the divine fire spreads. In an instant, they are fighting.

monstrous.

"You are not monks from the Rufeng Realm!" Meng Hao's figure was like lightning. He shuttled between the men in black robes, his right hand turned into a claw, and he directly grabbed the heavenly spirit of a monk.

But it couldn't be sucked away at all.

"The Tao is different. Your Tao is false. My Tao is true and you can't shake it. Everything is for the sake of the true Tao." The man in black robe whose Tianling was smashed by Meng Hao, his black robe was lifted up and his face was revealed. It was a

The young man, with a pale face, smiled proudly and died.

Meng Hao was shocked, and appeared in front of another man in black robes. When he raised his right hand, he struck out with a life-killing punch. After the blow, the man in black robes trembled all over, and when the blood spurted out, he was torn apart.

Before he died, the face hidden in the black robe was revealed. It was a middle-aged man. On his eyebrows, there was a scale. He was actually a demon cultivator!

"Everything is for the sake of truth!" The demon cultivator in black robe shouted these words with a sad smile at the moment of his death.

The expressions of the others did not seem to have changed much and they were silent, but their attacks were sharper. When a wind blade whizzed and swept directly past Meng Hao, nine sea dragons roared in front of him, opening their mouths and attacking Meng Hao.

Hao swallowed it directly.

The more Meng Hao fought, the more frightened he became. The feeling these black-robed men gave him became increasingly weird.

He frowned. At this moment, the Supreme Bridge appeared with a bang, forming a coercive force and sweeping around. When these black-robed men had to retreat, Meng Hao raised his right hand and grabbed the void. The bone spear appeared and pierced directly.

Between the brows of a man in black robe. Before death, the man's black robe was lifted up, revealing the face of a woman. She looked at Meng Hao, clearly about to die, but not afraid.

"Everything is for the sake of truth!" When she spoke lightly, her body suddenly shattered into pieces.

Meng Hao was a little creepy. If he didn't know who these people were at this moment, he wouldn't be the thoughtful young man of the Fang family. In fact, the moment he saw the cultivation of these people, he thought of the time when they had just arrived.

The Ninth Kingdom, the warning given by Ken Daozi.

In the waterfall, the evil words were heard to confuse the crowd, and Meng Hao used his immortal eyes to see the figure in the waterfall.

What happened at that time made Meng Hao have a lot of speculations in his heart. It was not until later when he saw a monk addicted to sex that Meng Hao suddenly realized that if he got lost in this windy world, would he... be able to leave when he could have left?

When you go, choose not to leave, but to stay and live in this windy world forever, where you can continue to indulge in it.

This kind of thing seems very possible to Meng Hao, and now, these black-robed men in front of him have given evidence to Meng Hao's original guess.

"You... are all monks who have descended from the mountains and seas in the past. You are indulged in your own desires and have no choice to go back in the end!" Meng Hao roared. After his roar was heard, these black-robed men instantly

Silent, but in the blink of an eye, they raised their heads and looked at Meng Hao.

"Everything is for the truth!" Calm voices came out from these black-robed people at the same time, as if they had some strange power. Just as Meng Hao was frightened, these black-robed men came to kill him again.

The roar echoed, Meng Hao's eyes were red and bloodshot, and his clothes were dyed red with blood. At the same time, in the underground palace above, the void was distorted at this moment, and suddenly, sixteen or seventeen figures appeared. It was the person who was wearing the imperial robe.

The middle-aged people sent here had their faces covered by black robes one by one. After they appeared, the leader of the black robed man had a surge of cultivation that was comparable to someone who extinguished ten soul lamps. With a flick of his sleeve,

Pointing at the blood puddle on the ground.

"According to the emperor's order, kill Meng Hao, return the evil formation, and start the blood-refining killing!" An old voice came from the mouth of the black-robed man.

The blood pits on the ground suddenly began to boil violently. As they boiled, the blood swords floating on the blood pits all flew up and headed straight for the man in black robes. With a flick of his sleeve, these blood swords flew up. The sword was forged into a string, pierced into the ground again, followed the deep pit where Meng Hao left, and headed straight for the passage below.

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Chapter completed!