The Ji clan's bloody body pursued and killed the two totem saint ancestors of the Five Poison Tribe and roared away. The hurried and embarrassed figures of the two totem saint ancestors immediately dealt a serious blow to the morale of the entire Five Poison Tribe.

At the same time, Meng Hao's group of more than 40,000 demons all roared and roared, absorbing the rich demon energy from Meng Hao's body. Each one of them mutated again, looking even more ferocious, and roared straight towards the Five Poison tribe members.

There were about a thousand corpses on the ground. They all stood up one by one at this moment. On top of each corpse, there was an illusory black crow. These crows made cries that the living people could not hear, making the corpses

Each one's eyes revealed a gray light, and instantly flew up to join the battle.

The roar echoed, and a life-and-death battle between ethnic groups began again.

Most of the thousands of tribesmen of the Wushen tribe were injured at the moment. They all rushed out with red eyes. Whether they were former members of the five tribes of the Crowshen tribe or those who had surrendered to other tribes in the past two years, they had all sacrificed.

They have used all the power of cultivation, because they understand... In this battle, the losing side will not survive!

In this battle, there is no chance of surrender. Whether it is the Five Poison Tribe or the Wu Shen Tribe, the fate of the old enemies makes these two tribes...the one who loses will definitely be destroyed.

This is genocide!

Complete genocide!

In the midst of this fierce fighting, Meng Hao took action with a strong murderous intention in his heart. If he had not possessed the Blood Immortal Technique and two drops of Ji family soul blood, it would have been difficult for him to break the previous seal, especially

It was this seal. It was a plan to destroy the Five Crow God Tribes. As a result, Meng Hao's murderous intention towards the Five Poison Tribes reached its peak from its already strong intensity.

Leave no one behind!

Don’t surrender!

Meng Hao's eyes flashed with cold light, and he whizzed away with a single step, heading straight towards the peak combat power of the Five Poisons Division. Those Nascent Souls were sacrificed away. He was so fast that his body instantly turned into a black moon and turned into a line of blue smoke.

The clan chiefs of the Five Poison Tribe looked pale at this moment. Meng Hao's escape was a heavy blow to their hearts, but then, the terror of that bloody figure instantly sucked up a totem of their Five Poison Tribe.

Holy Ancestor, the shock of this incident turned into a strong impact, making him and all the members of the Five Poison Tribes look pale.

"Today... it is about the survival of the tribe..." The Lord of the Five Poison Tribes laughed miserably, and then his eyes showed a desperate intention, staring at Meng Hao, his cultivation suddenly exploded. When the powerful aura of the late Nascent Soul suddenly spread, he went straight to

Meng Hao left.

There was also a cold light in the eyes of the high priest, and the two men, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards Meng Hao.

The roar echoed. The moment the three of them touched each other, the black moon that Meng Hao transformed into flashed and the blue smoke went away in an instant, passing directly between the clan leader and the high priest. The speed was so fast that the Five Poison Tribes

The expressions of the Duke and the High Priest changed again!

"What a fast speed!!" The two people's eyes shrank, and when they turned around fiercely, a shrill scream suddenly came from not far away. It was an ordinary sacrifice from the Five Poisons Department. With the initial cultivation of Nascent Soul,

In many cases, he was the overlord of the party, but now, when facing Meng Hao, Meng Hao simply killed the man after the first form of the Blood Immortal's magical power collapsed.

"This is the first one!" Meng Hao waved his right hand and flew away the collapsed flesh and blood in front of him. He looked coldly at the clan leader and the high priest, and spoke calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, the Five Poison clan male's eyes flashed and he fiercely moved his right hand.

The ground pointed forward, and immediately the sky was roaring all around Meng Hao, and five-color smoke flew out of the air, instantly covering Meng Hao's location.

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Meng Hao's mouth, and his body was shrouded in colorful smoke. But at this moment, another shrill scream came out, and another priest of the Five Poisons Department suddenly appeared in front of him while his body was shaking.

Meng Hao grabbed his neck and crushed his throat when he raised it high.

As the roar echoed and flesh and blood flew everywhere, Meng Hao's figure disappeared. Before disappearing, his cold voice echoed in all directions.

"This is the second one!"

The High Priest of the Five Poisons Department roared to the sky, his expression twisted, he made a hand seal, and pressed downwards. Immediately, a five-color light spread instantly, directly covering all directions. Not far away, Meng Hao merged into the void, revealing some wave tattoo shadows.

.

"There won't be a third one!" The high priest's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he stepped away in an instant, heading straight for Meng Hao.

But at this moment, suddenly, in the distance between heaven and earth, there was a roar with despair, shaking the earth and roaring, this voice came from the Totem Saint Ancestor of the Five Poisons Department!

The shrill voice seemed to contain the fear and horror of the Totem Saint Ancestor before his death. When it spread in all directions, everyone here could faintly see a huge toad in the sky in the distance. In the red light, the body was moving rapidly.

Withered, as if all vitality has been sucked away.

At the same time, many members of the Five Poison Tribe immediately trembled, spurted out blood, and had a look of despair in their eyes.

"The Poison Toad Saint Ancestor... fell..."

"Of the five Saint Ancestors of our Five Poison Department, two were sealed and two died. Now only the Poison Centipede Saint Ancestor is saved... But he is also being hunted down..."

"Could it be that God wants to destroy our Five Poison Tribe..." When bursts of desperate voices came from the people of the Five Poison Tribe, the war did not stop because of this. Instead, with the widespread weakness of the Five Poison Tribe, it became even more intense.

To become stronger.

The priests around Meng Hao spurted out blood one by one, unable to stop their decline in cultivation. The great priest who was heading straight towards Meng Hao also spurted out blood while his body was shaking.

But at the moment when his blood spurted out, Meng Hao's figure appeared strangely behind him. With murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he made a fist with his right hand and punched away.

The roar echoed, and the body of the great priest twisted at the critical moment. A black mist enveloped him, causing Meng Hao's fist to miss and hit the black mist. Although the black mist was instantly torn into pieces, those broken black mist were in mid-air.

It regrouped and transformed into the figure of the high priest, with a pale face. When he appeared, he spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his eyes revealed shocking anger.

"Meng Hao!!" As he roared, the Duke of the Five Poison Tribe in the distance also had bloodshot eyes and was filled with madness. His whole body exploded at full speed, and he came in an instant.

Meng Hao snorted coldly. He did not continue to pursue him. At the moment when the Five Poison Tribe Lords approached, his body turned into a black moon and a blue smoke. He used this escape method and suddenly went away.

The speed was so fast that neither the clan leader of the Five Poison Tribe nor the high priest could compare. The two of them could only feel furious. During the chase, a third shrill scream came out, followed by a fourth, and a fifth.

Sound, the sixth sound!

The surrounding early-stage Nascent Soul priests were no match for Meng Hao. During Meng Hao's attack, they were not even qualified to struggle and resist. In an instant, they were crushed and killed by Meng Hao.

"The third one!"

"The fourth one!"

"The fifth, the sixth!" Meng Hao said coldly every time he killed a priest. His voice echoed and spread throughout the battlefield, making the members of the Five Poison Tribe look pale and more desperate. Some even started to flee.

.On the other hand, the people of the Wushen tribe would get excited every time Meng Hao opened his mouth, fight to the sky, and chase them away.

"Meng Hao!! As a great Silong, your cultivation is even more advanced. You are even the Holy Ancestor of the Crow God Tribe. With your status, don't you feel ashamed to kill those sacrifices in the early stage of Nascent Soul?" the great priest roared.

, in this moment of anxiety, without thinking, he started to drink loudly.

"I don't think so." When Meng Hao spoke, his body flashed and he appeared next to another Nascent Soul Priest. At the moment when this man gritted his teeth in shock and chose to self-destruct, the two fingers of Meng Hao's right hand were like electricity, and at the eighth forbidden moment

It unfolded and sealed the person's cultivation, preventing him from self-destruction. At the same time, he stabbed his eyebrows with two fingers, directly destroying his Nascent Soul.

"Meng Hao, do you dare to fight with me!!" the leader of the Five Poison Tribe shouted, anxious in his heart, but Meng Hao's speed here was too fast and he could not catch up.

The Nascent Soul priests here had already begun to flee in all directions, but no matter how fast they were, they could not compare to Meng Hao. Meng Hao himself was not weak at speed. In addition, he had learned Yichenzi's strange escape method, and his speed was extremely high.

It has reached an extreme level of terror.

At this moment, suddenly, in the distant sky and earth, there was another shrill roar, shaking the earth and reverberating in all directions. The moment this sound appeared, a huge centipede could be seen, twisting in the sky in the distance.

The body of the centipede was emitting red light. These red lights penetrated through its body and took away all the vitality. The centipede's body froze and its screams suddenly stopped.

The last totem of the Poison Centipede Saint Ancestor of the Five Poisons Department was directly destroyed at this moment!

If it is erased, all the totems of the entire Five Poisons Department will be gone... not a single one will be left!

"Holy Ancestor!!"

"My cultivation...all the Holy Ancestors have fallen, and the Five Poison Tribes will perish..."

At the same time, all the members of the Five Poison Tribe spurted out blood, and their bodies succumbed instantly. Everyone's cultivation level fell in a wide range. Pill formation became foundation building, and foundation building became Qi condensation!

They roared in despair. The Crow God Tribe had a deep understanding of that feeling, but at that time they had Meng Hao become the new Totem Saint Ancestor, but the current Five Poison Tribe... they didn't.

There are still five or six remaining Yuanying priests. They are fighting with the Yuanying elders of the Wushen tribe. At this moment, each of them looks pale. They can no longer stop the disappearance of their cultivation. They fall instantly. They are no longer Yuanying, but become

Ending elixir.

At the moment when their cultivation level reached the level of pill formation... these five or six people, in the blink of an eye, their bodies roared, their heads were flying, or their bodies collapsed. At this moment, they were all killed by the Yuanying elders of the Wushen tribe.

The members of the Five Poison Tribe were massacred by the Wushen Tribe at the moment when their cultivation levels dropped sharply!

At this point, in the entire Five Poison Tribe, only the Nascent Soul cultivator, the high priest and the clan leader, were left! But at this time, even he and the two of them could not bear the price of the death of all the totem saint ancestors.

The cultivation level fell instantly, and it was no longer the late stage of Yuanying, but the middle stage. From the looks of it, it seems that it will not be long before it will become the early stage until it falls to Yuanying.

The blue smoke that Meng Hao transformed into paused in mid-air, and after re-condensing into a figure, he wore a blood-colored mask. When he turned around, he looked at the clan leader and the high priest of the Five Poison Tribe.

"You just said you wanted to fight Meng?" Meng Hao said calmly.

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Chapter completed!