Meng Hao was like a lone wolf in the dark night, wandering silently in the mist. The only signs were his red eyes and the fluctuations when he used the Blood Demon Technique.

No screams were heard. Meng Hao's chosen targets were all ancient monks. With the operation of the Blood Demon Dharma, Meng Hao's body slowly recovered. Although this kind of recovery was not as good as the healing on the tombstone, Meng Hao wanted it.

This is to revive one's own eternal state.

As long as he is eternally revived, he can quickly heal himself.

Wandering all the way, absorbing all the way, behind Meng Hao, the vague mist figure followed closely. He was looking for the opportunity, looking for the fatal moment, to seize Meng Hao's body.

He couldn't see Meng Hao kill the old woman, nor could he see Xuan Daozi's pursuit, but he could feel the ferocity emanating from Meng Hao, especially when he used the Blood Demon Technique.

The figure's desire to seize the body became stronger and stronger.

"I, Greed Wolf, have had great luck in my life. When I was a child, I fought against someone. When I was about to die, something from the sky fell from the sky and smashed the enemy to death!

Whenever I go out, I never go empty-handed. In this life, I never go to a place without treasures. In this life, I practice smoothly. When I reach the peak state, I only meet one person, a damn, damn, the most damn person.

people!

Except for him, no one else can suppress me. Even if I am sealed and suppressed here, it is only temporary and cannot last forever!

The person in front of me is the best gift God has given me." The mist figure murmured, the greed in his eyes was even stronger, but he did not act rashly. After the previous attack failed, he always followed, waiting. Waiting,

Wait some more...

Meng Hao's killing was still going on. When more than a dozen monks died in his hands, Meng Hao was pressing on a monk's heavenly spirit, absorbing it with all his strength. Suddenly, the hair on his body exploded. Gu

Unable to absorb this monk, his body quickly retreated.

Almost at the moment he stepped back, a big hand with black hair suddenly stretched out from the mist. This big hand was so fast that it grabbed the monk who was half sucked by Meng Hao and squeezed it hard. The monk let out a shrill scream.

The scream was violently pulled into the mist, followed by the crunching sound of chewing.

"Hungry... hungry..." A series of low roars came out from the mist, mixed with the sound of iron chains. Meng Hao quickly backed away. His eyes showed horror, and he faintly felt something in the mist.

A great smell of terror.

After a while, the breath disappeared. Along with the breath, there was a whining sound that gradually faded away.

Meng Hao looked around, becoming even more wary of the mist. He turned around and looked for the next Celestial Alliance monk to absorb. Time passed, and Meng Hao continued to absorb it. Three times, he encountered that terrifying big hand again.

One of them was extremely dangerous.

Meng Hao became more cautious and cautious until he absorbed another Ancient Realm expert who came here. There was a boom in Meng Hao's body, and his eyes seemed to be lit with open flames.

The eternal realm in his body finally awakened from the dryness again, and when it slowly circulated, it burst out with the power of vitality and recovery. Meng Hao's body froze, and the blood in his eyes dissipated. The injuries in his body were rapidly recovering.

middle.

It was at this moment that a ray of consciousness spread out from the front, and Meng Hao's body quickly retreated. But this consciousness was faster, covering him in an instant. After sweeping across his body, it suddenly shrank and concentrated on him.

"So you are here too." When Vicissitudes' voice came out, an astonishing coercion came from the front, causing the fog to be pushed away.

Meng Hao's eyes suddenly shrank. This pressure was so powerful that it surpassed that of a Taoist master. Moreover, Meng Hao was familiar with the old man who had prevented him from leaving the Alliance of Gods.

Meng Hao knew that he was definitely no match for this person. Even if all his injuries were recovered and he returned to his peak, he would still be like this. Without any hesitation, he instantly transformed into a blue roc and galloped back.

But that coercion was like a sharp arrow, whizzing through the mist, pursuing him closely. In fact, if it weren't for the existence of these mist, the old man could only catch up with Meng Hao in the blink of an eye.

The moment Meng Hao retreated, Xuan Daozi finally chased him from the other direction, with murderous intent in his eyes. In order to find Meng Hao in the mist, he did not hesitate to use the secret method, and then locked it, but the price was paid.

He has lost a lot of vitality and longevity. At this moment, he is skinny and bones, and his breath is weak, but his cultivation has not decreased.

"Meng Hao, you will die this time!" Xuan Daozi roared, rushing out like lightning, heading straight towards Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's expression changed. Xuan Daozi and he could fight with each other, but the pressure that was stronger than Xuan Daozi made Meng Hao extremely afraid. Just when he was about to grit his teeth and continue to escape, suddenly, the stronger pressure came from somewhere.

, a muffled roar suddenly echoed, and then, there was the sound of bombardment.

Mixed in with the roar were bursts of whining.

"Hungry... hungry..." In addition to this sound, there was also the sound of swinging iron chains. Meng Hao's eyes froze. He knew what the powerful old man from the Alliance of Gods had encountered.

The consciousness locked on Meng Hao was also withdrawn at this moment.

However, Xuan Daozi's murderous intention was instead locked in, and he killed Meng Hao. A cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, he turned around fiercely, raised his right hand and waved, the source of the divine fire erupted, the fairy mountain descended, and he confronted Xuan Daozi.

Amid the roar, blood flowed from the corner of Meng Hao's mouth. He was about to use force to retreat when he chose the knife, but a force of suction came from the side, causing Meng Hao to fail to use force.

"I've expected you to be like this!" Xuan Daozi sneered. The source of time exploded, and his figure was blurred, as if he was walking in the long river of time. Meng Hao's expression changed, and he immediately started his footwork. In this way, the two of them used the time to move.

The confrontation caused the surrounding mist to twist and condense into a whirlpool.

The vortex grew bigger and bigger, until it finally exploded with a roar. Meng Hao's blood spurted out, and his body flew away quickly. Blood also spilled from the corners of Xuan Daozi's mouth. He had also been injured in the constant pursuit, but now his eyes were excited.

, his heart beat faster. At that moment, his original restlessness was extremely strong.

Seeing that Meng Hao was about to run away again, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

"All Taoist friends here, I, Xuan Daozi, help me stop Meng Hao. Whenever you encounter me, tell me immediately. I, Xuanzong, will be very grateful for this, and I am willing to give you a Taoist treasure!!" This Xuan Daozi knew that Meng Hao was naughty.

, once you escape, it will be difficult to find him again. At this moment, he does not hesitate to make a heavy promise to let other people in the mist here help and stop him.

His voice came out with his cultivation level, echoing throughout the world, and was heard by everyone who entered here. Their eyes flashed. This was obviously much simpler than killing Meng Hao. All he had to do was encounter the sound transmission. If Xuan

If the Taoist can successfully follow his instructions, he will be able to obtain a quasi-Tao magic weapon.

Everyone was moved.

Meng Hao looked gloomy and moved forward quickly, but soon, a figure flashed out of the mist in front of him, and he met Meng Hao at some distance away.

This was an ancient monk. After seeing Meng Hao, he immediately became ecstatic and roared fiercely.

"Meng..."

He only said one word, and Meng Hao's figure appeared like lightning in an instant. The blood demon magic was running and pressed directly on the man's heavenly spirit. With a bang, the monk's body trembled, and his whole body's energy, blood, cultivation, and soul were filled with vitality.

, was instantly sucked away by Meng Hao.

But despite this, he still shouted one word, and Xuan Daozi came not far away without any hesitation. Even some strong men around him heard the sound and came.

Meng Hao's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was about to retreat when suddenly, within the mist, there was an anxious voice filled with surprise, echoing in the dusk.

"Meng Hao is here!"

This voice was some distance away from where Meng Hao was. After it came out at this moment, those who rushed towards Meng Hao paused one after another. Xuan Daozi also frowned. When he hesitated, another voice came out.

"He's here, come on, he's here!"

"I looked at Meng Hao, he's right here!" Where the voice came from before, another voice came out anxiously. Xuan Daozi gritted his teeth and turned around to change direction.

Meng Hao was stunned, and he immediately realized that someone was helping him.

Meng Hao didn't have time to think too much. He immediately retreated quietly, but soon stopped and looked in a direction to his side. There, he felt a familiar wave, approaching quickly without trying to hide it.

"Han Qinglei..." When Meng Hao spoke slowly, Han Qinglei's figure instantly approached and emerged. He was several feet away from Meng Hao, and the two looked at each other.

"Thank you!" Meng Hao understood everything immediately, looked at Han Qinglei deeply, and bowed with clasped fists.

Han Qinglei looked at Meng Hao with a complicated look in his eyes. The Meng Hao in front of him was in such a state of embarrassment that he had never seen in Rufeng Realm. Not to mention his serious injuries, there were scars all over his body, especially the fatigue between his eyebrows. That was not

Medicinal pills and healing can restore the pain, but it will take time to relieve the pain.

But in the same way, there was also admiration in Han Qinglei's complexity. He came all the way and had already heard about Meng Hao's achievements. He knew that Meng Hao had killed countless people in the Alliance of Gods and had killed many people in the Dao realm.

All of this caused Meng Hao's name to spread quickly within the Alliance of Gods.

When Han Qinglei looked at Meng Hao, his face was still cold, and he said calmly: "You don't need to thank me, no one who is not in the sequence before me is qualified to kill you!

I saved you, not because of you, but because of myself! So, put away your thanks, Han doesn’t need it, and he doesn’t bother to ask for it. You are not qualified to thank me, and no one in this world is qualified to come.

Thank me, I am who I am, and I will be the invincible Han Qinglei in the future!

Sooner or later, there will be a life-and-death battle between you and me, and I will defeat you with my own hands." Han Qinglei said proudly with his hands behind his back, his chin raised, and his aura as powerful as a rainbow.

Meng Hao sighed, he remembered that the other party came to save him, but looking at Han Qinglei's arrogant and arrogant look, Meng Hao couldn't help but speak.
Chapter completed!