The four forces in those days, the ancestors of the Yijian Sect and the ancestors of the Yijian Sect, fell in the battle that year, and the ancestors of the Qingluo Sect also fell. But today, the ancestor Jin Han killed Beidi Wendao with a sword of life,

He himself was also reduced to ashes.

As he said, if there hadn't been that battle, perhaps the Southern Territory would still be strong today. Even if there were eleven people in the Northern Territory asking for peaks, they would still not dare to send troops to the Southern Territory easily.

After all, the five major sects, the three major families, and the Tao Yun are so deep that there are eight people at the peak of Dao Dao alone, not to mention other powerful Dao Dao, there are also several.

Coupled with the treasures of various sects and families, it is enough to make the Northland monks pay a heavy price.

But now... everything is what if.

"Ancestor!!" Among the monks in the southern region of the earth, the disciples of the Jin Han Sect all looked sad, watching their ancestors disappear. As the ancestor Jin Han said, he felt that he had done something wrong back then, and he wanted to atone for his sins today.

There were six people in the Northern Territory, and only five were left at the moment. But at the peak of the Southern Territory, only the Song Patriarch and Dan Gui, who were getting more and more seriously injured, were left, and then there was Meng Hao's second self.

Three people, fighting four to get to the top!

In the roar, the killing on the earth has just begun. The sky and the earth are dim, the wind and clouds are rolling, the screams, the roar of magic, and the self-destruction before death. The scenes form a funeral song, swirling around the nine heavens and nine earth, in the vastness.

Thunder rolls and blood flows like rivers.

On the earth, the strongest man in the North, the leader of the Imperial Clan, transformed into an ancient thunder dragon. Wherever he passed, there were bursts of thunder, lightning was triggered all over his body, and he connected with the sky. His momentum was indescribable, and he came straight towards Meng Hao.

Here in Meng Hao, the blood demon has reached its peak, gathering hundreds of thousands of war souls who were enslaved by him and unable to reincarnate. It turned into a huge blood-colored head in front of him. That was the head of the blood demon. It had a ferocious horn and was huge.

It took shape and shocked everyone who witnessed this scene.

This is the confrontation between the Ancient Thunder Dragon and the Blood Demon!

This is a real fight that may have occurred in the past years. Now, on this earth, the ancient thunder dragon and the blood demon are killing each other again!

In the blink of an eye, the heads of the Ancient Thunder Dragon and the Blood Demon met together. The lightning from the Ancient Thunder Dragon's whole body shattered the Blood Demon's head in an instant, as if it was torn apart and about to collapse.

But at the same time, the horn of the blood demon's head, like an indestructible sharp blade, pierced directly into the body of the ancient thunder dragon. With a sharp blow, it tore the ancient thunder dragon in half.

A loud rumbling sound shook the sky at this moment, the thunder dragon roared, and the blood demon's head emitted a monstrous aura. Both of them dissipated in mid-air, turned into an impact, and spread violently to the surroundings.

This impact even made the bodies of the hundreds of thousands of monks on the battlefield seem to be shaken, and they were still for a moment.

Where the thunder dragon disappeared, the figure of the leader of the Imperial Clan appeared. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and veins bulged on his face. When he raised his head, he stared at Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's body shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered back a few steps. The moment the leader of the Imperial Clan glanced at him sinisterly, lightning suddenly covered his body with the thunder cauldron in his hand. The moment he turned around, his body disappeared.

, when he appeared, he had changed places with a Northland monk in the distance.

As soon as he appeared, Meng Hao stretched out his hands suddenly, a faint light appeared in his eyes, and his body roared, releasing a large amount of red mist. This mist became spiritual and spread out violently as soon as it appeared, heading straight for those around Meng Hao.

Thousands of northern monks left.

One by one, they penetrated into their bodies, and the shrill screams circled directly on the battlefield. As the bodies of the Northland monks dried up and died, their energy, blood, cultivation and souls all flew out, heading straight for Meng Meng.

Come with great force.

The leader of the Imperial Clan was furious. It was like lightning was beating in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and his body suddenly expanded. In the blink of an eye, he became ten feet in size, like a little giant. When he looked up to the sky and roared, his hair automatically moved without wind.

This roar... seemed to contain some kind of strange rules, causing all parties to be stunned for an instant.

It seems that the passage of time has become slower, but here, it is faster!

In a flash, he rushed straight towards Meng Hao and punched him away.

A cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes. In his opinion, this old man was very powerful. With his current level of cultivation and magical power, it would be difficult for him to fight against him.

"Unless...the sixth level of the blood demon!" Meng Hao pressed his right hand on the ground and raised it, and immediately thousands of withered corpses around him flew out, like meteors rushing towards the leader of the Imperial Clan.

"Die!" When the leader of the Imperial Clan spoke coldly, a roar echoed, and all the corpses that came in collapsed and exploded in an instant, and he appeared directly in front of Meng Hao, punching down with his right hand.

boom!

Meng Hao spurted out blood, and his body disappeared again. After reappearing in the distance, the blood demon turned violently. Thousands of Northland cultivators were surrounding him, and the screams of pain rose again.

"Damn it!!" The Imperial Clan's leader was so furious that he went straight to chase Meng Hao. Meng Hao's bloody technique frightened the Imperial Clan's leader. He absolutely could not let him run rampant among the monks in the North. Otherwise, he believed that

I'm afraid it won't take too long for this person's skills to be able to absorb the vitality of all the northern monks.

"This kind of evil skill, in any era, would be an evil demon that would be attacked and killed by a group!"

"If you practice this method, you are destined to be punished by heaven and die violently!" The leader of the Imperial Clan stepped forward.

"There is no good or evil in the law. It only exists in one heart. You can't break Meng's Taoist heart!" When Meng Hao spoke calmly, the moment the leader of the Imperial Clan arrived, he flashed again and appeared in another location on the battlefield, surrounded by the monks from the North.

The shock was about to disperse, but the red mist couldn't move faster than Meng Hao, and instantly penetrated into these people's bodies, immediately absorbing everything.

"Let's see who is faster, you or me!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He could feel that his sixth level of blood demon was about to be completed!

A deep light flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Imperial clan, and he stopped pursuing. Instead, he swayed his body and flew straight into the sky. His target was none other than Song Laozu and others who were fighting against Beidi Wendao.

"You kill the monks from the North, and I'll kill you from the South to seek the pinnacle!"

At the moment when the leader of the Imperial Clan flew up, a sneer appeared on Meng Hao's lips. His body suddenly stopped absorbing the lives of the Northland monks around him. The thunder cauldron in his hand flashed and lightning roared all over his body. The strongest man in the Northland suddenly appeared.

, the imperial clan leader smiled.

But when his smile just appeared, it suddenly changed.

Because Meng Hao did not appear near him to stop him.

Instead, he appeared... beside the two mountainous giants who were roaring, carrying the golden gate, and rushing towards the formation.

"Damn it, he is cunning and ruthless. Unless I get rid of him, the Southern Territory will not be able to kill him smoothly!" The expression of the leader of the Imperial Clan changed greatly, and the moment he rushed towards Meng Hao, Meng Hao appeared, and with a sway of his body, he stood directly on a golden statue.

Beside the armored giant, his eyes showed a strange light, and he didn't care about the approach of the imperial clan leader. When he suddenly stretched out his hands, with a bang, a large amount of red mist erupted from his body.

After the red mist suddenly dispersed, in the blink of an eye it rushed towards the body of a golden-armored giant who had a look of horror on his face and made a sound of terror, and then directly followed his mountain-like body and suddenly got into it.

The giant let out a shrill roar, his body trembled, and his expression showed an expression of unbearable pain. His body was visibly withered, and his majestic energy, blood, cultivation, and soul were all quickly extracted at this moment.

His entire body dried up in the blink of an eye, and his legs shattered with a crack. He was unable to support the golden door, causing it to tilt and collapse.

It was at this time that the leader of the Imperial Clan approached, roared and punched. Under the blow, Meng Hao spurted out blood, and his body quickly retreated, but his eyes revealed a strange light.

"Death!" The leader of the Imperial Clan stepped forward even faster. Behind him, he transformed into an ancient thunder dragon, a roc, a giant python, and even a white tiger. His aura suddenly shot up to the sky, and he concentrated a punch, approaching with a bang.

Seeing that this punch was about to hit Meng Hao...

At this moment, the withered golden-armored giant could no longer bear it. His life disappeared instantly. When his body crashed to the ground, a massive amount of red mist erupted from his body. This red mist seemed to have absorbed a large amount of tonic.

, the light is bright.

It was even more radiant than when Meng Hao absorbed tens of thousands of Northland monks. In an instant, it returned to Meng Hao's body. When the red mist merged into Meng Hao's body, Meng Hao's body shook violently.

All the injuries in his body were healed in an instant, and his blood demon... suddenly broke through and stepped into...

The sixth floor!

His momentum, at this moment, was completely different from before. It exploded with a roar, shocking the sky in an instant, and a bloody storm rolled over him in an instant, directly connected to the sky.

After the sixth level of the blood demon reached its peak in his body, Meng Hao raised his right hand and struck down with a palm towards the approaching leader of the Imperial Clan.

With this palm, a vortex appeared. The vortex was only one foot long at the beginning. After it appeared, it expanded rapidly and reached the size of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye. It seemed to have formed a big mouth, swallowing up the approaching leader of the Imperial Clan.

For the first time, the patriarch of the Imperial Clan felt a strong crisis, and he was horrified and tried his best.

The roar is shocking!

The patriarch of the Imperial Clan was directly swallowed by the whirlpool, but at the moment of swallowing, a roar came out, the whirlpool suddenly broke open, and a bloody man flew out from it.

It was the leader of the Imperial Clan. His whole body was in a mess, with blood spurting out. He looked horrified when he rushed out. In just the blink of an eye, his body had withered by about 20%.

The collapsing vortex immediately rolled back and merged into Meng Hao's body. Meng Hao's body shook. His body instantly became stronger, and even a ray of immortality appeared!

His cultivation also exploded directly at this moment, and his momentum roared.

He stood in mid-air, with a storm of blood outside his body, lightning spreading from the thunder cauldron in his hand, and his hair moving automatically without wind, as if he were a supreme being!

At this moment, he looked at the leader of the Imperial Clan with cold eyes, and his supreme intention became stronger and stronger, causing the color of the world to change and the wind and clouds to roll back. Whether it was the hundreds of thousands of monks below or both sides in the sky, their hearts were shaken.

Like a rising sun, shining endlessly!

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