"What is Da Si Long?" Meng Hao was a little unfamiliar with this title. When he spoke, he had already walked in front of the Western Desert monk. The man was trembling and looked at Meng Hao with awe and terror.

"Da Si Long is the title of the strongest person of the Si Long lineage in the Western Desert. Like Totem Sky, it represents the two extreme titles of strong people.

One is a sacrifice to a strange beast that surpasses the earth demon, and the other is a person who has mastered more than five totems. Their true combat power is that the former can slay spirits, while the latter is close to slaying spirits." The person who answered Meng Hao was not the man who was trembling at this moment.

The horrified Western Desert monk was actually Han Xueshan, a woman in white.

The light curtain outside her body has been removed, and the languid silkworm has also been put away by her at this moment.

When Meng Hao turned to look at the woman in white, she bowed and bowed.

"Hanxue Family, Han Xueshan, thank you, senior, for saving your life." The two scarred monks beside her also looked at Meng Hao with gratitude, but their secret vigilance was always there.

After all, what Meng Hao showed just now not only frightened the Western Desert monk, but also completely shocked them.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of black wolves died tragically and turned into black blood. The blood collapsed and turned into mist. In the blink of an eye, the mist clouds turned into rain. When they fell, they covered an area of ​​hundreds of feet. No grass could grow, and all life was wiped out.

This method frightened them, and they couldn't see through Meng Hao's cultivation. It seemed that Meng Hao was shrouded in a layer of mystery that made people have to be in awe.

"I'm not a great Si Long, but you do need to thank me." Meng Hao shook his head and raised his right hand to point at the ground. When he raised it, he touched the forehead of the Western Desert monk.

With one finger falling, the body of the Western Desert monk trembled violently, and his eyes were blank. He felt as if he had lost his mind.

"You only have the cultivation level of the early stage of forming pills, but you can control so many powerful beasts. This...is Si Long from the Western Desert?" Meng Hao had some understanding in his heart, but he was even more curious about the Western Desert and turned around.

Look at the woman in white.

"My efforts to save people will not be in vain."

As soon as Meng Hao said these words, the two monks next to the woman in white immediately had a gleam in their eyes, and they became even more vigilant. Especially Meng Hao's method of placing a point between the eyebrows of the West Desert monk, which made him confused. It was even more confusing.

The two monks were frightened. When they heard Meng Hao's words, they couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Senior, if you want anything, just ask." Han Xueshan, a woman in white, said softly.

"I want a cold snow silkworm." Meng Hao said bluntly.

As he spoke, the female cultivator of the two monks beside the woman in white immediately frowned, but carefully concealed her disgust for Meng Hao in her eyes.

Han Xueshan hesitated for a moment and looked at Meng Hao.

"Senior, only the larvae of Hanxue Silkworm can recognize their master. But now my Hanxue family, according to the information I have, does not have larvae, but it may be that my knowledge is not comprehensive. Why don't you follow me back to Holy Snow City, senior?

, I will ask the family to check it carefully at that time, and I have repaid the life-saving grace of my senior." Han Xueshan looked at Meng Hao, her beautiful eyes showing no thoughts. Although she was grateful to Meng Hao for saving her life, she was also extremely afraid. Just now

A scene that made her feel horrified whenever she thought about it.

Now that she was forcing herself to speak, she had a vague hunch that if she gave an incorrect answer, the other person would most likely turn from a benefactor into an enemy.

And she couldn't be sure whether the person in front of her really appeared here by coincidence, or whether he had been prepared for it. But no matter what, in her opinion, since the other person appeared, her life here would be worry-free, and she would return to

In Hanxue City, everything can be reversed according to one's own will.

Meng Hao thought for a while, then glanced at the woman in white with a profound look in his eyes, smiled slightly, and nodded in agreement.

The woman in white clothes did not relax in her heart. She forced a smile and distanced herself from Meng Hao. The two monks around her were even more wary of Meng Hao's presence and walked out of the jungle together.

As for Si Long from the Western Desert, he followed Meng Hao blankly, as if he had lost himself. This scene made Han Xueshan and others even more frightened.

Holy Snow City is located in the north of the Motu land. Although it is still some distance away from the Western Desert, it is not too far away. The snow and ice here is year-round, and it is a rare white color in this black land.

There is a long distance from Dongluo City occupied by Meng Hao. Although they are members of the Nine Alliances, they rarely interact with each other. After all, the Dongluo family is only the last generation of the Nine Alliances, and the Hanxue family was once the leader of the Nine Alliances.

, although it is now in decline, the pride still exists.

And although the spirit-slaying ancestor who is rumored to have been in seclusion all year round has not appeared for hundreds of years, no one knows whether this ancestor is alive or dead.

But as long as there is a chance of existence, the status of Holy Snow City will never plummet.

This means that although Holy Snow City is not as good as before, its glory is still there, and the glorious afterglow can still cover the Holy Snow.

But now, there is a solemn atmosphere in the Holy Snow City, which seems to have formed a depression, turning into dark clouds in the sky, weighing heavily on the earth. On the city wall made of ice crystals, the Hanxue family and the monks in the Holy City are looking solemnly one by one.

to the outside world.

Outside, the earth was shaking, and black winged dragons were flying in the sky. Their red eyes revealed a ferocious light, and their occasional roars could frighten the minds of the monks.

Looking around, there are more than fifty winged dragons, surrounding the holy city. On the ground, there are seventy or eighty huge blue fierce lions, seven or eight feet high, everywhere they pass.

, blue frost appeared on the ground.

In addition to these ferocious beasts, there are about a thousand monks who appear behind these ferocious beasts and look at Holy Snow City from a distance. These monks are dressed in black and each has a mask. Most of them have foundation building cultivation.

There are only green-faced monks wearing white masks, and there are only about thirty of them out of a thousand people.

The one at the front is an old man with swaying white hair and a silver mask. The old man's cultivation spreads out, and that is the aura of the Nascent Soul monk.

Farther away, on a snowy mountain, there are hundreds of tall figures. These people have expressionless faces and have totems on their bodies. They vary in number. Their aura is different from that of the monks, a little more wild and a little more...

There are some weird things.

They are the Western Desert monks.

Between the Holy Snow City and the Motu Palace army, there was a curtain of wind and snow covering all directions, dividing the two sides.

As for the further distance, there were thousands of disciples from the Motu Palace, spread out, forming a ring-shaped cage, surrounding the Holy Snow City.

It seems that war is about to break out.

It was at this time that Meng Hao and his party appeared at the edge of the Holy Snow City. They saw the scene in front of them. Except for Meng Hao who looked as usual, Han Xueshan and the other two people all had ugly expressions.

After traveling together for more than a day, Meng Hao did not ask why the other party left Holy Snow City at this time, and Han Xueshan did not take the initiative to talk about this.

But vaguely, Meng Hao heard through some of the conversations between the other two people that when their group came out half a month ago, there were more than thirty people following them, but now only the two of them were left.

guard.

"It seems that we can't enter the city." Meng Hao said calmly. The formation of Motu Palace is about to surround Holy Snow City. The reason why no attack has been launched at this moment is probably due to some reasons unknown to outsiders. It's just that

The strongest person who came forward was Yuanying. It can also be seen that this battle may not be a decisive battle, but mostly a trial.

Han Xueshan was about to speak, but at this moment, the sound of horns suddenly sounded from the ground. At the same time, those winged dragons in the sky roared straight towards the Holy Snow City.

, those ferocious lions on the ground that were seven to eight feet in size, their whole bodies shone with blue light, and when they rushed out, they were like huge blue arrows, heading straight for Holy Snow City at very fast speeds.

Immediately afterwards, the monks from the Motu Palace also flew up one after another when the horn sound was heard. Behind them, the earth shook, and there were two giants of more than thirty feet appearing from nowhere, walking forward.

They came with a big stride and a roar. On their shoulders, they all looked at a sword that was a hundred feet long.

The sword is very old and seems to have seen many changes, but its aura is astonishing.

If that was all, on the ground, under the sound of the horn, a black sea appeared. The black sea was composed of tens of thousands of black wolves, appearing from all directions and heading straight for Holy Snow City.

The light curtain of the Holy Blood City shone, and nearly a thousand monks flew out of the city. Within the light curtain, they each launched their magic spells, and the light of magic weapons shined, penetrating the light curtain, and started fighting with the ferocious beasts and monks coming from the outside.

In this city, there is a white light shining at this moment. A huge five-star light spot suddenly appears, floating in the air and rotating. Every time it rotates, it will emit an arc-shaped white light and sweep towards the outside of the city.

The roaring sound was earth-shattering, the earth shook, and a war between monks that Meng Hao had never seen unfolded before him.

At the same time that the war started, Meng Hao immediately saw a group of about dozens of people in the Holy Snow City in the distance. They all rushed out of the light curtain. The moment they stepped out of the light curtain, a five-star flew towards them and floated in the sky.

The sky above them was spinning rapidly, with bursts of arc-shaped white light emitting. Wherever they passed, ferocious beasts roared to avoid them. Even the dragons in the sky were dodging and seemed unable to get close.

Not one team like this, but more than a dozen, all rushed out of the city and started a battle with the Motu Palace outside. For a while, there was a roar and screams, and the fighting was fierce.

It's not that Meng Hao has never seen a battle between monks, but this is the first time he has seen a battle like this. When he witnessed it with his own eyes, his heart beat faster. But after all, he was not a newbie to the world of cultivation, and he quickly calmed down.

Come down.

More attention was focused on the two huge giants on the battlefield. They moved slowly, but every step they took made the earth shake. When the big sword in their hands was waved, the sword energy came out, which was extremely shocking.

It was at this moment that one of the more than ten teams rushed out in the direction where Meng Hao and others were. If it was a coincidence, Meng Hao saw the flash in Han Xueshan's eyes.
Chapter completed!