Xiaohu was on the ground, watching Meng Hao carefully. He had been naive since he was a child, but after entering the Patron Sect and experiencing some encounters that outsiders could never imagine, his heart had become as hard as iron, especially after leaving the Patron Sect.

Later, many cultivators secretly died in his hands.

Staring into Meng Hao's eyes, Xiaohu gradually understood that the man was indeed unaware of recent events.

"Now the entire Zhao Kingdom cultivation world is looking for Senior Brother Meng. The three major sects are jointly wanted, and many monks are searching separately." Xiaohu hesitated for a moment and said slowly.

Meng Hao's expression remained as usual, with no change visible at all. He looked down at Xiaohu in mid-air without speaking.

"The wanted orders of these three sects are not to kill Senior Brother Meng. They have special requirements. They can be disabled or injured but not killed." Xiaohu was always looking at Meng Hao's expression. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart and said slowly and tentatively.

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"If you're still talking nonsense, don't blame Meng for not remembering the love we had for that day." Meng Hao's expression remained as usual, and he just said this sentence lightly.

These words fell into Xiao Hu's ears, causing Xiao Hu to subconsciously take two steps back, his face changed continuously, and then he suddenly spoke.

"Senior Brother Meng still remembers Uncle Shangguan in the sect. He besieged the three lower counties of Daqing Mountain two months ago and set up a brutal formation. He wanted to refine the mortals in the three counties to make a blood elixir.

base.

This matter has been going on for two months, and when I show up here, I am rushing to Daqingshan. My cultivation is no match for Shangguan Xiu, and I just want to rescue my parents!" Xiaohu's voice echoed, and he had already clenched his fists.

Meng Hao was stunned when he heard the words, but soon there was a roar in his mind, and a surge of anger suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart, making him feel an uncontrollable spread of strong murderous intent at that moment.

When he opened the door, he immediately understood that this Shangguan Xiu was definitely not doing it for some blood pills, but was trying to lure him out.

His expression turned gloomy to the extreme.

"This matter involves mortals from three counties. If Shangguan Xiu acts like this, no one in the Zhao Kingdom's cultivation world can stop him. How can he listen to the words of foundation building?" Meng Hao's voice became cold as he spoke word by word.

"What the outside world says is that Shangguan Xiu wanted to build the foundation, so he refined the Blood Soul Pill from the people of the three counties of Daqingshan where the auspicious place appeared that year, and used this pill to break through and become the foundation.

If it were in the past, the three major sects would never let this happen, but now the three major sects are coveting the retreat of their ancestors, and are looking for you all over the country of Zhao. They have no intention of taking care of this matter, and do not want to cause trouble. In addition, the Shangguan

Xiu is not an ordinary person, I have found out that he is a descendant of Tianhefang, and I heard that the three major sects actually intervened, but in the end, for some unknown reason, they did not continue to pay attention."

Meng Hao was silent, and after a moment he laughed, but the smile was extremely cold. Meng Hao felt that a murderous intention that had surpassed Wang Tengfei and surpassed his previous attempt to kill Ding Xin suddenly gathered in his mind.

This murderous intention was so strong that the alchemy sea in Meng Hao's body roared with unprecedented intensity, a roar that Meng Hao had never seen in the past twenty-one years.

"Shangguan Xiu..." Meng Hao suddenly turned around and looked at Daqingshan. He flicked his right sleeve and Xiaohu's expression immediately changed. His body flew up uncontrollably and landed on Meng Hao's precious fan.

"Senior Brother Meng, what do you mean?" Xiaohu breathed quickly and spoke quickly.

"I'll take you to Daqing Mountain. If what you say is true, then so be it. If it's false, you won't have to worry about others spying on your treasure anymore." As Meng Hao spoke, the treasure fan flashed forward and quickly moved away.

Xiaohu was silent and did not speak. He stood on Meng Hao's precious fan, with a complex look in his eyes, but soon the complexity disappeared and was replaced by a look of determination.

Not long after, the Daqingshan Mountain was already in sight. Meng Hao did not rush away immediately. Instead, the light of his treasure fan flashed and fell on the ground. The entire world in front of him was now enveloped by a light red light curtain. It could be seen that in this light curtain

Outside, it seems that every thousand miles, there is a black monk sitting cross-legged and meditating.

There are about a dozen of these monks, and they seem to be the formation flags of this formation, surrounding Daqingshan and the three counties.

Visible in the distance, on Daqing Mountain, there seems to be a person sitting cross-legged.

What's more, you can see that the three counties at the foot of the mountain are completely silent, with traces of blood emanating from there and filling the air.

Meng Hao's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He took a deep breath and loosened the restraints on Xiaohu.

"When I call your name, you have to take action." When Meng Hao spoke slowly, he took a step forward. His back was bleak in the wind, but there was a faint chill coming out of it.

"Wang Youcai is not dead." Xiaohu suddenly spoke, but Meng Hao ignored him and went faster.

Xiaohu watched Meng Hao disappear and fell silent. He sat cross-legged and sighed to himself. He had not only investigated Shangguan Xiu, but also Meng Hao. He knew that Meng Hao had no relatives in Yunjie County. He knew that Shangguan Xiu was

The blood formation here was arranged for Meng Hao.

"Senior Brother Meng, I want to rescue my parents. If you can survive this time, I, Xiaohu, will owe you a favor in the future." Xiaohu raised his head in silence, with a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes.

Meng Hao was very fast and headed straight for the blood-red light curtain in front of him. Xiaohu's scheming and demeanor seemed to have no flaws, but Xiaohu was too young after all. Meng Hao had been smart since he was a child. Although he couldn't read well, he was mentally capable.

After experiencing the baptism of the Guoshan Sect and experiencing a series of events since then, how could we not see the purpose of the other party.

However, he had to go. That was Yunjie County. Even though he had no relatives, it was his home, his childhood memory, and the beauty of his life.

But at this moment, Shangguan Xiu had lost his conscience. All of this seemed to have offended Meng Hao's instinct, and his desire to kill Shangguan Xiu was extremely strong.

Even if there is a danger of life and death in this trip, even if he knows that it is Shangguan Xiu's fault, Meng Hao understands that there are certain things when a man is alive... Even if he knows that it is dangerous, he still has to do it.

If you are afraid of everything and worry about everything, you are not worthy of a man in this life.

His murderous intention has never been as strong as it is today. His murderous intention has never been as shocking as it is at this moment. It cannot be dissipated by killing one person. It is a turbid breath that can only be exhaled by killing all the bloody formations here.

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"I, Meng Hao, have been practicing so far, and I have killed less than ten people with my own hands. It's not that I can't kill, but that I don't want to kill." Meng Hao moved very fast, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, but his heart was calm. As his thoughts echoed, he had already

Stepping into the bloody formation, he went straight to a monk at the sixth level of Qi Condensation who was sitting cross-legged and meditating there.

The monk was dressed in black and was about twenty-six or seventeen years old. Almost as soon as Meng Hao approached, he opened his eyes suddenly. He was stunned when he saw Meng Hao, but he immediately stood up and was about to raise his right hand.

But at this moment, Meng Hao's face was expressionless, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent as he walked past him.

A sword appeared in Meng Hao's hand, and a stream of blood rose into the air behind Meng Hao. A bewildered head fell to the ground along with the corpse next to him.

The blood was thicker, the blood was deeper, and the corpse twitched only twice before dying.

There was no scream, no struggle, everything was as simple as killing a chicken. As Meng Hao said in his heart, he couldn't kill, but he didn't want to.

"If you cut off the head of a chicken, the bird can still struggle for a few feet, but a human may seem powerful, but without the head, he is no longer as good as a pheasant." Meng Hao whispered to himself, without even looking at the corpse behind him, and with murderous intent in his eyes, he suddenly stepped forward.

OK.

He was so fast that he was gone in an instant. Not long after, a figure sitting cross-legged and meditating appeared in front of him again. This person had obviously not noticed the death of his previous companion. He was sitting there cross-legged and maintaining the operation of the formation.

There was no chance for him to open his eyes again. Even if Meng Hao's head flew up when he walked by, he still didn't have the strength to open his eyes.

"Shangguan Xiu, you forced me to kill someone. Today...Meng will kill me like never before." Meng Hao shook the wooden sword in his hand, blood spattered on it, and his figure disappeared in the red formation.

After killing two people in a row, the formation immediately experienced fluctuations. At the moment when the fluctuations appeared, the remaining eleven people in the formation were shocked. They all opened their eyes and stood up quickly, looking around vigilantly.

At the same time, on the Daqing Mountain, Shangguan Xiu, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, suddenly opened and closed his eyes, revealing a gleam of light as he looked down the mountain.

It was just that there was so much blood at the foot of the mountain that he couldn't see clearly. He frowned slightly. Shangguan Xiu snorted coldly. When he raised his right hand, there was a blood mass the size of a head in the palm of his hand. There was so much blood in it that there were countless faces in pain.

Wailing, with a flick, the blood ball immediately fell down the Daqing Mountain and sank into the bloody formation below.

Immediately, the sound of banging echoed, and the bloody formation gradually became thinner and seemed to dissipate. But at this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the formation. The scream seemed to be experienced.

The indescribable pain caused the sound to echo in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, another scream came out. Different people, but the miserable sound was the same, which shocked people. Shangguan Xiu frowned and looked at the bloody formation below. At this moment, the formation had dissipated.

Half, but still a little unclear.

At this moment, the screams of the third person and the screams of the fourth person were heard at the same time. As they reverberated in all directions, the screams continued to be heard, until the bloody formation at the foot of the mountain was completely clear and displayed in Shangguan.

What Xiu saw in his eyes were more than a dozen... headless corpses.

Seeing this scene, Shangguan Xiu's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly turned around and looked towards the green mountain path, where Meng was wearing a blue scribe's gown that was stained with blood. He looked weak and scholar-like but had no expression on his face.

Hao was walking up step by step.

In his hand, he held more than a dozen heads. The moment he met Shangguan Xiu's eyes, Meng Hao raised his right hand and threw it. The dozen heads landed in front of Shangguan Xiu with a bang, but they didn't.

Shangguan Xiu threw off his sleeves, and the heads rolled around.

"It's your turn." Meng Hao's voice was hoarse. He didn't want to kill anyone at first, but after what happened today, he wanted to kill someone.

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