On the National Games Mountain of the Eighth Kingdom, Han Qinglei's face turned pale. He spat out blood again when he crossed his legs. He took out the elixir and swallowed it immediately. He took the time to heal his wounds. This time he went out unfavorably and was even chased by Meng Hao. Looking at the entire Rufeng Realm, he was looking for

There is no safer place than Guoyun Mountain.

When he crossed his legs at this moment, he regained all his strength. The four middle-aged monks on the Eighth Mountain and Sea outside the mountain of national destiny were all shaken in their hearts at this moment. When they all looked at each other, they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

They knew Han Qinglei, and in their opinion, they had never seen anyone of their own generation who could compare to Han Qinglei in their lives.

But... now Han Qinglei was actually injured so seriously, which made the four of them tremble in their hearts. They knew that Han Qinglei had gone to the Ninth Country before.

"Is it Meng Hao, the sequence of the Ninth Mountain..."

"It should be this person. Han Qinglei went to the ninth country. It is inevitable that the two of them will fight!" The four of them took a deep breath, and their expressions instantly became solemn.

But they have no choice. Whether it is their mission or their own interests in this Rufeng Realm, they cannot give up here.

Time passed, and while the four people were working on their cultivation, suddenly, a long rainbow roared in the sky in the distance. It was so fast that before it got close, there was a roaring sound echoing in the sky.

It is Meng Hao inside Changhong!

As they entered the Eighth Kingdom, a huge coercion descended upon the Eighth Kingdom, just like the pressure Fan Donger and others felt when Han Qinglei entered the Ninth Kingdom. At this moment, the Eighth Kingdom

People from the eight countries all have similar feelings.

The expressions of the four people suddenly changed, and they all looked at Meng Hao. Before Meng Hao could make a move, the four of them gritted their teeth, and immediately made a secret seal to transform into magical powers.

"Four Holy Arrays!" The four people shouted immediately. The color of the sky suddenly changed, and the heaven and earth roared. These four monks were not in the fairyland, but in the ancient realm!

They are all the cultivations that extinguished five soul lamps in the ancient realm, and they are also the ultimate cultivation that can enter this wind-like realm. At this moment, they took action at the same time, and immediately the wind and clouds surged, there were roars and roars, and a huge white tiger rose into the sky.

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This white tiger is a hundred feet in size, has armor all over its body, and has an astonishing aura. When it appears, it is filled with evil aura.

Then Xuanwu transformed, like Ba Xia, with black water in it, as if it was about to roll and reverse the sky, and the whole body was pitch black. There was infinite power that surged into the sky, and it seemed faintly at the feet of Xuanwu. There was also an illusory earth.

Immediately afterwards, Suzaku rose into the sky with an endless sea of ​​fire. What finally appeared was a green dragon, and the dragon's roar came out. The sky was distorted, and the four saints transformed. Changed in all directions, and faintly, there was thunder wandering in the clouds.

The momentum is good.

"Kill the Four Saints!" The four cultivators roared at the same time. Suddenly, the shadows of the Four Saints roared in mid-air and rushed straight towards Meng Hao. When the clouds and mist rolled, the white tiger was the first to rush out. It was extremely fast and carried endless energy.

With evil aura, he pounced on Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he took a step forward with a cold snort. He raised his right hand and waved it forward. Suddenly, the Mountain Swallowing Technique was transformed. Countless mountain peaks descended with a roar, and went straight towards the white tiger to hit him. The loud noise echoed, and the white tiger was blocked.

In an instant, Meng Hao had stepped closer, and slapped the white tiger's head hard with his right hand.

Under this shot, the white tiger trembled and let out a shrill scream. His whole head suddenly exploded, and one of the four monks spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

But although the white tiger had no head, it was still not dead. After all, it was not a ferocious beast, but was formed by magic. At this moment, it raised its claws and scratched Meng Hao hard.

Like the sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other, a harsh whirling sound spread out. The huge tiger claws immediately clawed at Meng Hao's body, but they were unable to harm Meng Hao in the slightest. Meng Hao's body had already entered the ancient realm. How could it be like this?

The white tiger can shake.

Bai Hu was stunned, and the four monks at the foot of Guoyun Mountain were shocked at the same time.

"His body..."

"Damn it, what kind of body is he? He can't even shake the white tiger!"

At the moment when their hearts were shocked, Meng Hao smiled ferociously and rushed out. When he raised his right hand, he pressed it directly on the white tiger's abdomen. With one press, the Mountain Swallowing Technique was activated again, but this time it was not from the sky.

Instead, it appeared out of thin air inside the white tiger's body. In the roar, mountain peaks penetrated from the white tiger's body. The white tiger let out a shrill scream. In the blink of an eye, its huge body immediately collapsed and fell into pieces.

Replaced by countless mountains.

In the fourth cultivation, the monk who controlled the white tiger spurted out blood again, and his whole body was shaking. There was a cracking sound, and bones were broken. His body shook and he almost fainted.

When he looked at Meng Hao, he showed strong fear and horror. He finally knew why Han Qinglei was defeated, because this Meng Hao was... unimaginably stronger than that Han Qinglei.

Before they could continue to use their magical powers, Meng Hao was like a sharp arrow, approaching with a bang, and actually used his body to directly hit the Xuanwu who was roaring towards Meng Hao.

Xuanwu is extremely hard and surrounded by black water and earth. It is good at protection, but at this moment, when Meng Hao hit him, his whole body trembled violently. When the scream came out, cracks spread rapidly on his body, that is, in the blink of an eye.

In a matter of seconds, the black water dissipated, the earth shattered, and Xuanwu's body collapsed and exploded!

It shattered inch by inch and was completely shattered in mid-air. It was unable to stop Meng Hao at all. It penetrated directly through Meng Hao's place, causing the monk who controlled Xuanwu at the foot of Guoyun Mountain to spurt out blood. His body immediately succumbed and his heart trembled.

He looked horrified.

The other two people roared at the same time, and immediately Suzaku and Qinglong roared in the sky, actually intertwined, and rushed towards Meng Hao at the same time, blocking his arrival.

Together, the power of the dragon and the phoenix increased dramatically. The whole body of the Suzaku was filled with a sea of ​​fire, overwhelming the sky and the earth, with an astonishing momentum, as if it was going to burn the sky, incinerate the earth, and completely destroy Meng Hao.

As it approached, the scorching heat spread violently, causing the nothingness to distort.

"Fire?" Meng Hao smiled slightly and did not retreat at all. He continued to move forward. When he made a seal with his right hand, a ball of fire immediately appeared in his hand.

It is...the origin of divine fire!

With a hard squeeze, the ball of fire exploded, forming endless divine fire that immediately surrounded Meng Hao. The moment the Suzaku arrived, Meng Hao flicked his sleeve and swung all the divine fire in his body forward, and the divine fire was released.

Go, the thought that contained Meng Hao in mid-air also turned into a Suzaku.

At that moment, the two Suzakus collided with each other in mid-air. When the roaring sound echoed in all directions, Meng Hao's Divine Fire Suzaku struck into the Four Sacred Suzakus of the Fourth Cultivator, burning them alive!

Suzaku was originally born in the fire. Although it was a magic technique, it had a hint of Suzaku. But at this moment, it was burned by the flames and let out a shrill scream. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into thin air. The monk who controlled Suzaku was also the same.

Blood spurted out, bleeding from the seven orifices, and even under the backlash, the whole body was filled with a sea of ​​fire, and he screamed shrilly. He was actually directly burned by the backlash, and his body and soul were destroyed.

All this is a long story, but in fact, in just a few breaths, three of the four saints were killed. Before the last blue dragon could get close to Meng Hao, Meng Hao grabbed the air with his right hand, and a bone spear suddenly appeared.

When this spear with a wooden pole and a white bone as its tip appeared, the evil energy immediately dispersed, as if the surrounding area had turned into the middle of winter. After looking at Qinglong, Meng Hao threw the spear in his hand fiercely, and there was a buzzing sound.

, this spear directly broke through the void, like a crack in the sky, and went straight to the green dragon.

Qinglong was horrified, and swung his tail violently, trying to slap the spear away, but the moment it touched, Qinglong's tail immediately shattered, and the speed of the spear was astonishing in an instant, turning into an afterimage and piercing directly.

When it came to the green dragon, it was so powerful that no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't fight for it. It was driven by the spear and went straight to the ground.

It wasn't until there was a bang that the green dragon was pinned to the ground by the spear, making a big hole in the ground.

The monk who controlled the green dragon looked pale, and when he spurted out blood, Meng Hao, who was in mid-air, had already gone straight to Guoyun Mountain, raised his right hand, and punched him directly.

There was a loud noise, and the statue on the National Games Mountain of the Eighth Kingdom emitted light, forming a curtain of light that blocked Meng Hao's punch. There was also a strong backlash, which made Meng Hao frown and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

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Almost at the moment he retreated, the three monks around him gritted their teeth and roared. They felt the strong pressure. Even if they were injured at this moment, they all rushed out and transformed their magical powers to stop Meng Hao.

"Get out!" Meng Hao flicked his sleeves, and the roaring sound was shocking. A powerful force spread out from his body and hit the three people directly. The three people who were already injured immediately spurted out blood, and two of them spurted out blood.

The person immediately died of anger. The last person turned pale and without hesitation in shock, turned around and ran away.

Meng Hao did not pursue him. He raised his right hand and struck the light screen again, but there was a strange light flashing in his eyes and an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Within the light curtain, under the statue, Han Qinglei looked pale and healed his wounds at full speed.

At the same time, in the Seventh Kingdom, Lin Cong of the Fourth Mountain was standing on a bronze chariot. The chariot was moving forward rapidly with a roar. Lin Cong, who was dressed in white, looked indifferent, but there was a sense of indifference.

An indescribable sense of strength permeated his body. It was a kind of self-confidence of a superior person, a kind of self-confidence in one's own cultivation.

"Han Qinglei, do you want to give me a big gift?" Lin Cong's eyes flashed, he looked at the jade slip in his hand, and sneered.

"Judging from the fluctuations, Han Qinglei and Meng Hao have started a war... Anyway, since the two of them are together, after both sides lose, the world marks of the two countries will belong to me, Lin Cong. No matter what conspiracy you have, Han Qinglei, in

In the face of absolute strength, everyone will be destroyed!"

Lin Cong smiled faintly, and the chariot under him moved faster, causing strong fluctuations along the way, especially on him. The fluctuations in his cultivation were extremely domineering and spread without any concealment, as if to tell everyone that he

Lin Cong arrives.

In the same way, it also deters other sequences!

He has this deterrence and strong self-confidence, because by chance, he challenged the first mountain sequence, which is recognized as the strongest. Although he was defeated in that battle, the first mountain sequence told him that he was the opponent.

The strongest one among the sequences I have come into contact with!

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Chapter completed!