Xuan Fang's figure blurred for an instant, and time seemed to be distorted around him. Faintly, this distorted time seemed to run through tens of millions of years, and it was like a flash of shadow, with countless eras and countless... Xuan Fang

figure!

That is the ultimate life-saving method that Xuan Fang uses to achieve the ultimate goal of attaining supreme status in these tens of millions of years.

This kind of technique can be called terrifying. It can be said that Xuan Fang's technique can make his body and spirit immortal even if he faces the Eight Origins Supreme!

Unless all the souls he left in time can be destroyed, otherwise, as long as one soul is still there, it can be restored to the original state in an instant. However, with this terrifying method, Xuan Fang can only do this in his life.

Expand once.

Otherwise, under the backlash of the Avenue of Time, his whole person will become a part of time, and he will no longer have his own consciousness, but become a slave to the origin!

This time, Meng Hao fought with Supreme Xuan Fang, and 60% of the quarter of an hour had passed. Being able to delay so far with the combat power of Six Sources was extremely impressive, and it made Xuan Fang spend his only time in this life.

The ultimate method, this battle... even if Meng Hao loses, he will still be glorious!

Supreme Xuan Fang raised his head to the sky and roared, deploying his ultimate technique to the extreme. Facing the ball of chaos that could not be avoided, as if its soul was locked, Supreme Supreme Xuan Fang stretched out his arms, moved forward, and pointed fiercely with determination.

The roaring sound was overwhelming, and the distorted time and space around him roared away in an instant, immediately touching and suppressing the approaching ball of chaos.

"What I am betting on is that this method is not perfect. What I am betting on...is that this imperfect method is not enough to destroy all the souls in my time."

The ball, at the moment of contact, burst out with intense light!

This light was strange. It didn't spread too far, but spread for a hundred feet in all directions, making the land of a hundred feet seem to be another sun star. The light was bright and dazzling.

Within a hundred feet, Supreme Xuan Fang's expression was ferocious. The chaotic light ball disappeared at this moment and turned into six wisps of smoke. In an instant, it penetrated into the origin of time of Supreme Xuan Fang. In those tens of millions of years, it went to kill Supreme Xuan Fang.

All souls.

Silently, the distorted time around Supreme Xuan Fang, those flashes were quickly destroyed one after another, and soon, nearly 10% of them were destroyed!

The 10% soul destruction made Supreme Xuan Fang look extremely ugly, but soon it was 20%, 30%, 40%, 50%...

After 50%, Supreme Xuan Fang's eyes showed strong fear and horror, and even more disbelief. He didn't believe that he would fall here today, he didn't believe that his deduction would be wrong, and he didn't believe that he would start this.

A life-saving method that can only be used once in a lifetime can't resist this imperfect Taoist method!!

"Impossible!!" Supreme Xuan Fang roared, and the blood in his body was rushing. Immediately, all his soul shadows in time were boiling with energy and blood, and their soul power became even more majestic.

At this moment, the six wisps of tobacco were also consumed rapidly, destroying 50% of Xuanfang's soul shadow. These six wisps of tobacco consumed a lot. They were silent at this moment. After spreading and destroying 60% of Xuanfang's soul shadow, these six wisps of tobacco consumed a lot.

The six wisps of tobacco are already showing signs of dissipating.

Soon, when the 70th percentile of the soul shadow was also exterminated, the six wisps of tobacco began to disintegrate, and the remaining force spread forcefully, unable to destroy the 80th percentile of Xuanfang's soul shadow. All the wisps of tobacco finally... were completely dissipated.

.

At the moment it dissipated, Meng Hao in the formation spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his body slumped down, his face was pale and without any blood, the backlash in his body caused his internal organs to shatter, his whole body trembled, and his cultivation level was all gone.

Scattered, his consciousness began to blur.

Defeated... Meng Hao didn't even have the strength to laugh miserably. He knew that this time, he was completely defeated.

He had never suffered such a tragic defeat. Even when he fought against the Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea, he was victorious even though it was tragic. But today, the despair of being unable to defeat despite all his efforts made Meng Hao's heart full of bitterness.

The Eternal Blue Emperor Technique is still running in the body, but unless Meng Hao is given enough time, he will only be able to recover the strength to raise his hands and use a few magical powers, and will not be able to recover much.

And... time, for Meng Hao, is like a knife hanging above his head, and now only about 70% of the quarter-hour has passed, it is difficult for him to hold on.

The scene outside the fog was covered by the fog. Meng Hao had fought with the Supreme before and could not be distracted. He could only vaguely feel that... something was not good outside.

Not far away from the formation, Xuan Fang's body was also trembling. The hundreds of feet of light around him dissipated quickly as Meng Hao's imperfect Tao method after the Six Forbidden Unity was unified, and soon lost its light.

, revealing Taoist Xuanfang standing there.

At this moment, Taoist Master Xuan Fang looked disheveled, with disheveled hair, and even his whole body was covered in sweat. There was a look of survival after a disaster in his eyes, and his expression was complicated as he looked at Meng Hao who had lost his fighting power in the formation.

"In the past thirty-three days, there were only two Eight Origin Supremes who could push me to this extent, and today... there is one more you." Xuan Fang took a deep look at Meng Hao, then clasped his fists and faced Meng

Hao Yibai.

"This time I pay my respects to you. Even though I must kill you, I still respect you."

"This war is the result of our different stances, and the fight between you and me. This matter is not something you can choose. Although I am the Supreme, I am only the Seventh Source, so I cannot choose."

"Meng Hao...I have remembered your name, and now, you can...pass away." Xuan Fang took a deep breath. Although nearly 80% of his soul in time was destroyed, as long as there is one,

He is immortal.

His only regret is that this technique...can no longer be used in this life. If Meng Hao can still perform the imperfect Taoist technique a second time, he will...certainly die.

Meng Hao was silent and sighed in his heart. At this critical moment, he no longer had any fear. Many scenes appeared in front of his eyes, starting from the disappearance of his parents when he was a child, to studying and taking scientific examinations in Yunjie County, and then entering Taoism on Daqing Mountain.

Pictures of a lifetime quickly appeared in front of his eyes, including relatives, lovers, and friends...

At this moment, Xuan Fang walked over and stepped directly into the formation with a roar, and was about to kill Meng Hao. But at this moment, the one hundred thousand monks in the formation that he had not paid much attention to before, all turned out to be...

Qi roared and roared.

Roar!!

No words came out, no words came out, there was... just a roar from the soul!

The one hundred thousand monks, all with red eyes at this moment, exploded with all their cultivation and all their lives to resist Xuan Fang Supreme, preventing him from stepping into the formation and preventing him from harming Meng Hao!

Xuan Fang's eyes flashed, and he snorted coldly as he stepped hard on the formation with his right foot. When he landed, the sun was shaking, and a powerful force burst out from Xuan Fang's body, bombarding the formation and bombarding Meng Hao!

But Meng Hao did not suffer much damage. Most of the damage was borne by the one hundred thousand monks when this powerful force came.

Blood spurted out, and some people's bodies were even withered and on the verge of collapse.

This scene caused all of Meng Hao's memories to be interrupted in an instant. He looked at the one hundred thousand people around him, at their unyielding will, and at their determination to protect him even if they died, and Meng Hao's body trembled.

Xuan Fang was also moved. He fell silent, sighed softly, and said nothing more, but his attack... was more ruthless, with stronger murderous intent. He took seven or eight steps in succession, within this formation, towards Meng Hao.

He was approaching, and with every step he took, the formation was shaking and the roar was rising to the sky.

The blood of the 100,000 cultivators in the formation spurted out again, and more people's bodies instantly withered, and they actually gave up their lives. They did not hesitate to have everything sucked away from them by the formation, but they also wanted to... protect Meng Hao!

In other words, they are protecting not only Meng Hao, but also their home!

Not all the collapse of their homeland will cause the race to burst into revenge. More will be despair and confusion. Only... this race has an immortal spirit. Only this race will be able to survive in times of crisis.

Only then will he choose to sacrifice when his country's life and death are at stake! Only then will he never forget revenge for thousands of years after his homeland is destroyed!

Sacrifice yourself to defend your homeland!

And war, plundering resources is never fundamental. In other words, wars with the purpose of plundering resources, no matter how many casualties there are, are gentle... The real cruelty is launched with the purpose of destroying the spirit and will of a race.

war!

To wipe out the spirit of a race and erase the will of this race is... this is genocide!

Genocide, genocide, not only destroys life, but also its spirit, that is, its soul!

In the early stages of the war between the Mountain and Sea Realm and Thirty-three Heavens, Meng Hao lit a fire, burning the First Sky Continent, illuminating the eyes of all the Mountain and Sea monks, and awakening...the spiritual soul belonging to the Mountain and Sea Realm monks.

From that moment on, this war was different. In thirty-three days, it might be possible to destroy the clans of the Shanhai Realm, but... it could not destroy the souls of the Shanhai Realm cultivators.

But at this moment, following the footsteps of Supreme Xuan Fang, in the roar, monks one after another were willing to sacrifice themselves, blood filled the air, and their figures all withered, dying... to delay time!

"You... don't have to be like this..." Meng Hao's eyes were torn, his body was shaking, and he looked at the one hundred thousand monks around him. He had never seen these one hundred thousand monks before this battle. They were all strangers to each other.

, has his own relatives, sect, lover, and even children, but now... without the slightest hesitation, he chooses to delay Xuan Fang's steps with his life.

Seeing the figures withering away and the souls dimming, like candles in the wind, as if they could be destroyed at any time, Meng Hao let out a shrill roar.

His eyes turned bloody, and there was a fire burning in his body. He raised his head suddenly and stared at Xuan Fang. At this moment, Meng Hao... had risked everything!
Chapter completed!