The roaring sound swirled around the entire Fang Ding world at this moment, and amid the thunder and lightning all around, the skin in the air seemed to be frightened, as if it was looking towards where Meng Hao and the others were.

At this moment, Han Bei's voice came out.

"My little sister wants to use the bloodline method. I ask Brother Meng and Xie Lang to help me with all their strength." As he spoke, Han Bei bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood instantly blended into the three-color entangled silk in front of him.

It was absorbed by it in an instant, making the red light even more powerful, as if there was a stream of blood in it, following the thread, going straight to the statue with a crack in its back.

After an instant of influx, the roaring sound echoed again. At this moment, the huge statue's whole body shook violently, and a large amount of dust fell off. Meng Hao suddenly felt the cultivation in his body. At this moment, he was directly

Being sucked away by the silk thread in the hand, even more spiritual consciousness is also included in it, and goes away along the silk thread.

His eyes flashed, and his expression did not show any change. Xie Jie on the side had piercing eyes, grasping the thread in his hand, letting his cultivation and spiritual consciousness flow into it. Sometimes when he looked at Meng Hao, there was a flash in his eyes.

The murderous intention he had felt before turned into softness when he looked at Han Bei. He and Han Bei could be said to be childhood sweethearts. Although they had been hostile when they were young, looking at Han Bei now, Han Bei's figure had unknowingly walked into the room.

into his heart.

At this moment, the roaring sound became more and more intense, and Han Bei's face turned pale. She was the leader of these three entwining powers, Meng Hao and Xie Jie were only assistants, and their cultivation power and spiritual consciousness,

It was not a method to activate the statue, but it was poured into Han Bei to stimulate the power of her bloodline.

She wants to use her own bloodline to fuse the spirit of the ancestor's statue and activate it. This method is something that only she can do. Otherwise, if she doesn't have the bloodline, it will consume a lot of money to activate the spirit of the statue.

The level of cultivation is simply beyond what Meng Hao and others can bear.

Time passed. About ten breaths later, the roaring sound was earth-shattering. The statue that was half-kneeling there actually seemed to be alive during the roaring and shaking. Its eyes gradually revealed light, and its body

Slowly... there were signs of wanting to stand up.

Han Bei's face became even paler, but his eyes were bright. He spurted out a mouthful of blood again. As his blood flowed into the statue, the statue's whole body shook, as if the earth was shaking. The huge statue stood...

Get up!

His eyes showed a dim light. After he stood up, an indescribable pressure instantly enveloped all directions. His hands that were originally raised high slowly lowered his left hand. This scene fell into Meng Hao's eyes and turned into an indescribable pressure.

Forgotten image.

He took a deep breath to keep his cultivation and spiritual consciousness flowing out. Han Bei's body was trembling. This time he was not pretending, but really trembling. His face was as pale as a dead person, but there was persistence in his eyes. He sprayed again.

Out of blood.

boom!

The huge statue stood up completely at this moment, and when its left hand slowly dropped, it stretched out its index finger. This huge index finger seemed to condense an indescribable force, pointing towards the round tripod in the center of the nine statues below.

, fell directly.

The moment the statue's left index finger dropped, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly shrank, shining with a strange light.

"Lend me a little more power of cultivation!" When Han Bei's voice came out urgently, Xie Jie without hesitation poured the cultivation power into his body along the silk thread in his hand.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he also sent out some. Han Bei's face suddenly turned reddish, and he seemed to have regained some blood color, but soon it turned into another mouthful of blood spurting out, making the statue even more powerful. The left hand that fell down

The index finger, faster, headed straight for the round cauldron in the center, as if to open the cauldron!

But at this moment, the left index finger of the statue suddenly changed its direction and no longer rushed towards the round tripod, but towards Xie Jie in an instant. The speed was so fast that Xie Jie was stunned.

His complexion changed instantly.

"Han Bei, what are you doing!" Xie Jie suddenly let go of the thread in his hand, his eyes showing shock and intense fear, and he was about to retreat when Meng Hao's eyes flashed slightly, and when he opened his mouth, a wisp of thunder mist flew out instantly, blocking him.

Behind Xie Jie, the roar echoed, and Xie Jie couldn't help but pause. His voice was still echoing, and the huge statue fingers pressed down on Xie Jie's body at an indescribable speed in an instant.

With just a slight touch, Xie Jie's whole body exploded with a bang, and his Taoist platform collapsed and shattered at this moment. All signs of life seemed to be wiped out at this moment.

There was no scream, only Xie Jie's roar before his death was still reverberating. At this moment, as he died, a wisp of orange thread flew out from his shattered body and merged into the fingers of the statue.

At the same time, Xie Jie's storage bag also flew up and went straight to Han Bei. When she grabbed it in her hand, she immediately took out a black vial inside. After she crushed it, the vial flew out.

A wisp of shadow, the appearance of this shadow was exactly the same as that of Han Bei, and it was quickly sucked into the seven orifices by Han Bei.

All this is a long story, but it actually only took a few breaths. Meng Hao witnessed all this with his own eyes, but his expression did not change at all, as if he had known it for a long time. His face was expressionless, except for his eyes, which flashed slightly. Thank you.

Brother Meng, please help me." Han Bei smiled sweetly and bowed to Meng Hao.

"Han Dao used friendly means to kill your Xie Lang." Meng Hao said calmly. He was not surprised because when he got the purple compass given by Han Bei before, although there was no mark of Han Bei on it,

, but there is a sentence from Han Bei.

In that sentence, Han Bei bluntly said that he wanted to kill Xie Jie and asked Meng Hao for help. That's why Meng Hao looked at Han Bei meaningfully.

"The Qingluo Sect captured my people back then, and they seemed to be treated well, but in reality they were just like raising animals in a pen. This Xie Jie has even more evil intentions. He has been very hostile to me since he was a child. Now that he has become an adult, he has become even more interested in me.

Of course I want to kill him.

If we don’t kill this person, everything we gain this time will belong to the Qingluo Sect. Once this person dies, there will be only you and me here, so we won’t worry about anyone dividing him again." Han Bei smiled and looked at Meng Hao.

"Brother Meng has a great mind, and my little sister doesn't dare to deceive. That's why there was a compass message before. Brother Meng, rest assured that my little sister will definitely do what she promised. You and I will enjoy the training of the years here, and we will never do it again."

I won't let Brother Meng take action again." Han Bei's expression was very sincere as she spoke, but in fact she was sighing in her heart. The six of them all had their own thoughts and were plotting against each other all the way, but Meng Hao was the only one who didn't.

He evaded all calculations calmly.

There have even been counterattacks many times, and until now, everyone else has perished, but he is still here. This incident makes Han Bei fearful and at the same time admire him. You must know that if there is a mistake along the way, I am afraid that he will be here now.

This Meng Hao has already died.

At this moment, he subconsciously did not want to offend Meng Hao too much, so the sincerity in these words was indeed an expression of his heart.

Meng Hao looked calm, did not speak, and just nodded. However, thunder fog appeared outside his body. If Han Bei did anything unkind, Meng Hao would definitely disperse the thunder fog with all his strength, attracting countless thunders here.

Come, the fish will die but the net will not break.

Han Bei took a deep breath. Seeing Meng Hao like this, she gave up the last thought in her heart. She had finally arrived here and had tried all her tricks along the way. She really didn't want to have another accident at this moment, so she pointed at the statue at the moment when she was making seals with her hands. The whole body of the statue was

With a shock, he slowly raised his left index finger and pointed straight towards the round tripod.

It fell instantly, and the entire square tripod world shook violently. The round tripod was even more shaken. When the top cover slowly tilted, a purple breath spurted out instantly. In this breath, Meng Hao immediately saw three frivolous pieces.

The jade leaves float inside, as if they are about to fly out from the cauldron with the purple energy, but they are obviously still a little short of it, as if they can be sucked back in at any time.

Han Bei's eyes showed a strong light. He took a deep breath and slapped his right hand on the storage bag. He immediately took out a clay pot the size of a head from the storage bag.

When it was lifted high, the pottery pot flew out and turned into a rainbow and rushed towards the round tripod. After approaching, the pot broke and exploded, spraying a large amount of ash inside.

Among the broken ashes, more than a dozen phantoms could be faintly seen. They were male and female, and they were of different ages, but everyone had some similarities, as if they were all from the same bloodline.

These are not broken ashes, these are the dead members of the Han family in the past generations. The ashes of life formed by burning themselves before death spread out, and the more than ten figures bowed to the round tripod one after another.

"Using the bloodline of Han Ancestor to resolve the ancient contract, this lineage remains, please invite the ancestors to return..." As they spoke, their figures all poured into the purple air.

At the same time, the statue of the ancestor of the Han family turned into a palm and pressed towards Yuan Dingmeng.

The moment he rushed into the purple energy, the moment he pressed his palm, the round tripod vibrated, and a loud roar shook the earth again. In this loud noise, more than ten figures in the ashes of life were all burned. The ancestor of the Han family

The statue was shaken all over, starting to break apart from its footsteps, and collapsed into pieces in the blink of an eye.

From now on, the statue here will no longer be nine, but will become eight forever!

Han Bei's body seemed to have been hit by an invisible force. When she took a few steps back, blood spurted out again. However, the moment she stepped back, a purple light flew out of the collapsed statue and hit Han Bei's body.

Amid excitement and anticipation, Meng Hao saw with his own eyes that there seemed to be a little person sleeping inside the purple light. At this moment, he went straight to Han Bei and disappeared between his eyebrows.

"She did it for this!" Meng Hao's eyes narrowed.

At this moment, at the cost of the statue shattering and more than a dozen figures of the Han family disappearing, the three jade pages in the purple air finally broke free from the round tripod and flew out in an instant. But the moment they flew out,

A sigh seemed to come from within the round tripod.

As the sigh came out, one of the three jade pages suddenly stopped, was retracted and sucked back into the round tripod, but the remaining two rushed out quickly.
Chapter completed!