"This place can collapse at any time. Once it collapses, we will be teleported out!" Ye Feimu's voice was weak. He was not talking to the Western Desert monks, but to remind other people in the Ziyun Sect around him.

His face was pale, but in this white, there were black lines flashing through from time to time. It was not poison, but seemed to be some kind of insect parasitizing in the body. This was a strange technique from the Western Desert. Once it was poisoned,

If you plant the seeds, you will either die or be injured, and your cultivation level will seriously decline.

If it weren't for this, Ye Feimu wouldn't have ended up like this given his cultivation.

Chu Yuyan gritted her teeth, patted the storage bag with her right hand, took out the elixir and swallowed it. Everyone looked determined, but except for Chu Yuyan, everyone else had black lines moving on their faces.

Infected by this parasitic insect.

The cultivation level of those Western Desert monks is not much higher than that of Chu Yuyan and others. Except for one of them who is higher, the rest are in the early stage of forming pills and have not reached the peak. They hesitated at this moment. They did not go out to kill immediately before.

Zhao did not want to cause too much trouble in the southern region, but they knew that the stone wall must be a treasure. Seeing that the people of Ziyun Sect were determined, they looked at each other and saw murderous intent in each other's eyes.

"Kill them before this place collapses!" Several people's eyes flashed, and when they took action again, the power of the totem suddenly transformed into four huge ferocious beasts, heading straight for Chu Yuyan and others.

At this critical moment, the mist on Meng Hao's body obscured his appearance. In an instant, before the four Western Desert monks could see clearly, they appeared directly in front of Chu Yuyan and others, raising his right hand.

He stood up and suddenly waved forward, and suddenly a purple light emitted from Meng Hao's body and turned into a huge crescent moon.

The purple crescent moon turned into a slashing force and collided with the four ferocious beasts, causing a loud roar. The expressions of the four Western Desert monks changed and they all retreated, but there were still two of them.

The totems all over his body collapsed directly, unable to resist, and his body was cut open in an instant, and he collapsed and perished.

Of the remaining two people, one spat out blood and narrowly avoided it, while the other was the strongest monk in the Western Desert here. He was also the one who suppressed Ye Feimu and was in the middle stage of pill formation.

The appearance of Meng Hao immediately stunned Chu Yuyan and others, and then they were all shocked when they saw the Purple Qi Slash.

This technique is only available to Ziyun Sect. It is impossible for outsiders to master it.

"Get out!" Meng Hao looked at the remaining two people with cold eyes and said calmly.

These words came out with a sense of coercion, causing the Western Desert monk who had narrowly avoided Zi Yue Zhan to turn around and leave without hesitation. Their Western Desert monks live an extremely difficult life. There is no honor at all.

, Survival is the biggest choice, so at this moment, when I saw no enemy, I chose to retreat without hesitation.

Before leaving, he even cupped his fists and bowed to Meng Hao, as if he still respected the strong even if he had no companions around him.

As for the other Western Desert monk, the man who was in the middle stage of pill formation hesitated for a moment, looked at Meng Hao, then at Ye Feimu and others, then turned around and was about to leave.

"Keep the antidote!" Meng Hao said coldly, and the man sighed to himself, and threw out a black bottle with a flick of his right hand. It was gone in an instant. Meng Hao was not worried that this man would have a conspiracy, so the collapse was imminent. Once it collapsed.

Everyone will go out, and then all problems will be solved.

"This place is about to collapse. You... take care of yourself." Meng Hao turned around and glanced at Chu Yuyan and others through the fog. His expressions were a little complicated. When he turned around, he walked away.

"Who are you?" Chu Yuyan suddenly said.

Meng Hao did not answer and walked away silently. But at this moment, Ye Fei suddenly looked at Meng Hao's back and suddenly spoke.

"Fang Mu, what happened!"

After saying these words, Chu Yuyan was shocked, and the disciples of the Ziqi lineage beside her all looked at Meng Hao in the distance.

"From now on, there will be no square wood in the Purple Luck Sect..." Meng Hao paused, sighed softly, and walked away without continuing to speak.

Chu Yuyan and Ye Feimu were stunned there, looking confused, but soon, Chu Yuyan's eyes suddenly condensed.

"The sound just now..." Her breathing immediately became a little rapid. When she looked up again, Meng Hao's figure was no longer in front of her.

The roar echoed, and the surrounding walls collapsed on a large scale. Some places even collapsed directly, and void appeared. Some monks were swept and thrown directly into the void and disappeared without a trace.

Meng Hao's eyes were solemn and cautious. He didn't know what the outside world was like at the moment, but he could also imagine that there must be danger. He didn't act rashly immediately, but instead observed the void that collapsed.

Not long after, as the roaring sound became stronger and as the place collapsed more and more, Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he was about to stand up and step into the void. Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, and he raised his right hand and turned to one side.

With a fierce swing, a large amount of purple energy was released in an instant, and the two seemingly indestructible wooden swords flew out from Meng Hao's storage bag and blocked Meng Hao's side.

At this moment, a roaring sound suddenly came out, and a woman's fist seemed to stretch out from nothingness and appeared directly beside Meng Hao. She punched the thick purple mist, and the purple mist collapsed immediately.

The fist landed on Meng Hao's two wooden swords without any hesitation.

There was a loud bang.

The two wooden swords buzzed and trembled, and struck Meng Hao on the chest. With Meng Hao's current physical body and cultivation level, he only felt a buzz in his mind. His whole body was in severe pain, and his body fell back like a kite with its string broken.

, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and looked around fiercely.

He saw that the owner of the fist was a woman, the female cultivator named Fang. She was wearing a blue robe, elegant yet aloof, and walked out of nothingness step by step.

Such a beautiful woman threw a punch that shocked Meng Hao. The power of that punch had surpassed that of the early stage of pill formation. The physical power was so powerful that Meng Hao felt terrified.

Purple energy billowed all over Meng Hao's body for a moment, and the pupils of his eyes immediately turned purple. The injuries in his body quickly recovered in this moment. In just a few breaths, he was back to normal in an instant, but his face was a little paler.

Meng Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at the woman named Fang with a gloomy expression.

"Very strong...very strong! It's way beyond Ji Hongdong. Even just that punch could kill an ordinary early-stage pill-forming person!" Meng Hao's eyes shrank.

"Run as fast as you can. Considering that you killed Ji Hongdong, a disgusting guy, I have no choice but to kill you and take out the immortal treasure from your body. That is not something you can have." The woman said calmly,

She doesn't have Ji Hongdong's condescension, but her aloofness is stronger than Ji Hongdong's.

There is also a strong sense of domineering and self-centeredness.

"Don't agree? Then you can die!" The woman glanced at Meng Hao, and after only waiting for two breaths, she spoke again and took a step forward. She was so fast that she appeared in front of Meng Hao in an instant.

In front of him, he raised his right hand and punched forward.

Meng Hao made a seal with both hands, and the blood seals on his five fingers were fully opened in an instant. The light of the blood killing realm spread out under his feet. His blood body overlapped and seemed to be integrated with his own. The moment the woman's fist came, he pressed it away with his palm.

The roaring sound was shocking for a moment, and a powerful force rose from the ground between the two, causing the surrounding walls to collapse instantly, and a vortex of nothingness began to appear.

Meng Hao spurted out blood and rolled back, his body filled with purple energy, and the pupils of his eyes revealed a dazzling purple light. The injuries on his body healed again in an instant, but his complexion became even paler.

Every time he recovers, Meng Hao consumes his own vitality, and vitality represents longevity. When he stepped back at this moment, his eyes showed a cold light, he raised his right hand and patted the storage bag, and the blood-colored mask was in his hand instantly.

The woman took two steps back and looked at Meng Hao, her eyes flashing sharply.

"In the early stages of pill formation, you are the first one who can make me step back!" the woman said proudly.

"I can still make you bleed." Meng Hao's eyes also showed an icy coldness. He raised his right hand and was about to put on the mask. At this moment, the woman surnamed Fang snorted coldly. The murderous intent in her eyes became even stronger, and her body rushed forward instantly.

When Meng Hao came out, he raised his right hand and punched upward.

"Fang!" She uttered the word softly, and her fist turned cyan at this moment. Countless cyan lightnings flew around in an instant, emitting a wave of energy that made Meng Hao's scalp numb and horrified.

The breath of terror.

Especially the speed of this woman, who was approaching in an instant, caused a strong crisis in Meng Hao's heart. This crisis was something he had never experienced even when he met Ji Hongdong. It could even be said that he had not been touched by anyone of his generation for a long time.

, such a full range of suppression.

"Death!" the voice of the woman surnamed Fang echoed, her right hand had already dropped, and she came straight towards Meng Hao in an instant.

At this moment, Meng Hao's right hand had been raised, the mask had been placed on his face, and a bloody evil energy suddenly burst out from his body.

It was at this moment that Meng Hao's right hand was facing the woman surnamed Fang because he was holding a mask on his face. At this moment, the green mark caused by the pill formation on the back of Meng Hao's hand was still there.

It did not completely dissipate, but flickered slowly. At this moment... it was the flashing moment.

The cyan mark, like a rune, flashed and immediately caught the eye of the woman named Fang. The moment the woman saw the mark, her eyes suddenly widened with an expression of disbelief and incredulity.

Seeing that the right fist was very close to Meng Hao, the woman surnamed Fang suddenly shouted angrily and fought back. Her right hand suddenly reversed direction and landed directly on the ground along Meng Hao's side.

With a bang, the ground completely shattered, forming nothingness. Even this nothingness trembled, as if it was almost collapsed by the force of this punch.

The woman spat out a mouthful of blood, her hair was somewhat scattered, and she turned to stare at Meng Hao, with anger and tangle in her eyes.

This scene made Meng Hao stunned for a moment. He couldn't figure out why the woman forcibly changed the direction of her fist at that critical moment. She must have known that doing so at this time would definitely hurt herself.

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