The meaning of the two words "rise" is different from when Meng Hao was in the Fang family. The rise of the Fang family requires Meng Hao's personal success. ※%,

Because he is a member of the Fang family, he is the young master of the direct line of the Fang family, his father has a high level of cultivation, and he has elders in the family who are direct line of the family.

Therefore, in the Fang family, it is not so much the rise of the direct lineage as it is Meng Hao's personal self-proof!

But the Meng family... is different. Even if Meng Hao has gained status in the Meng family with his own cultivation, unless he can stay in the Meng family forever and stay in the Eighth Mountain and Sea, otherwise, once he leaves, waiting for his grandfather

That lineage is still the result of the past.

The rise of the Meng family is destined... to be the explosion of a lineage, rather than the rise of one person.

Meng Hao was silent, his heart was heavy. Meng Chen's few words, Meng Hao could imagine the desolation and crisis of his grandfather's lineage now. When only one of the members of the lineage was in the fairyland, it could already represent everything.

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That is life and death that can be erased at any time.

In particular, Meng Chen's death was nothing to the entire Meng family and no one would care about it, but for my grandfather's family, it was a catastrophe.

The only fairyland tribesman died...

"Why is this happening?" Meng Hao was puzzled. In less than a thousand years, there was only one possibility for a once prosperous lineage to become so depressed.

"All the strong men died, leaving only orphans and widows..." Meng Hao's body trembled, his eyes were red, and his heart was tingling. If it was really as he guessed, then he

The guilt is even greater.

In silence, Meng Hao gradually walked away. He did not look for Han Qinglei. There was no need to leave with Han Qinglei. Meng Hao would walk out of here as Meng Chen.

After burning a stick of incense, bursts of roaring sounds echoed throughout the tomb, like the earth was shaking. A huge crack suddenly appeared, and at the same time, a terrifying repulsive force exploded.

This is the way to leave here in Greedy Wolf's memory. There is a Formation Eye here. Find the Formation Eye and use Greedy Wolf's life source to reverse it, and then you can leave.

During the roar, Meng Hao allowed the repulsive force to push his body and sprayed out along the crack. Behind him, Han Qinglei was shocked and was also sprayed out. He immediately turned back to look at the crack in the cemetery and found that

, the only ones who were sprayed out were himself and the Meng family members.

No one else came out... He didn't see Meng Hao either.

All this seems to have only one result.

"Dead? Impossible!" Han Qinglei didn't believe that Meng Hao died inside. When he met Meng Hao before, the strange scene suddenly appeared in his heart.

Han Qinglei was silent, with a vague premonition, and sighed. When he turned around, he saw the world once again shrouded in mist, with roars coming from the mist from time to time, and even the roar of monks' spells.

He withdrew his gaze and glanced at the Meng family members who were ejected before him. He recognized them because the Meng family members came here from the Immortal Realm, and at this moment, Meng Hao's cultivation had also reached the Immortal Realm.

"Everyone else is dead, how could he be alive..." Han Qinglei's eyes flashed, and when he was about to look at Meng Hao carefully, suddenly, there was a loud noise in the mist, and a roar rose into the sky.

"Hungry... hungry..." As the loud noise came out, the sound of iron chains echoed, and then, a huge black iron chain was violently thrown out from the mist. Wherever it passed, there were mountain peaks touching it.

The mountain peak immediately collapsed, and the bodies of several monks were thrown away and shattered in mid-air.

The mist is rolling, and you can faintly see a huge figure inside. This figure has a huge belly, is surrounded by countless iron chains, and is roaring.

This figure is surrounded by many monks in all directions, and there are even Dao realms among them who are fighting with this figure.

Apparently after Meng Hao and others were sucked into the tomb, although the old Shinto man left that day, more monks stepped in, looking for fortune.

"What is this!" Han Qinglei took a breath and looked at the figure in the mist. Although it was blurry, he could still see that the figure was covered with countless tentacles like whiskers. These tentacles were swaying.

Some were tied to chains, while others were spread out, which looked shocking.

Around this figure, many monks were besieging him, and many of them seemed to be collecting the blood dripping from the tentacles surrounding the giant.

When Han Qinglei, who was attracted by the mist figure, turned his head again, he could no longer see Meng Hao. He could only hide his doubts in his heart, lowered his head and glanced at the cemetery again, sighed, and jumped up, heading straight for

Exit above.

Meng Hao was in the mist, watching Han Qinglei go away. He lowered his head and moved forward quickly in the mist. When Han Qinglei's figure disappeared from the exit, Meng Hao waited for a moment and then took off.

He was not wary of Han Qinglei, but he could come to save him. This was friendship. He remembered that it was just that his current status made it really inconvenient to meet him, and Meng Hao was feeling depressed. The speculation about his grandfather's lineage made his heart very heavy.

But the moment Meng Hao flew up, a figure rolled back from the distance. It was an ancient monk. He spurted blood and his face was pale. He had been attacking the terrifying giant before, but he was thrown away in the blink of an eye.

, just the force of the aftermath almost caused him to collapse, and he was swept tens of thousands of feet away, to the front of Meng Hao.

Meng Hao avoided it and continued to go upwards. The ancient monk who was thrown towards him was a middle-aged man. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the huge figure in the distance with lingering fear, and suddenly raised his head to look at Meng Hao.

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"Immortal Realm? Even the Immortal Realm monks dare to come here. From which sect?" The monk's eyes flashed and he flew towards Meng Hao, blocking him.

"Get lost!" Meng Hao looked at this man coldly and continued to gallop.

"You are so brave, you are looking for death!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and rushed towards Meng Hao in an instant. He raised his right hand and was about to grab him. Meng Hao frowned. He could tell at a glance that this monk had evil intentions.

When murderous intent flashed in his eyes, suddenly, before the middle-aged man could catch him, the ground immediately roared loudly.

As the roar reverberated, the surrounding fog instantly rolled and rumbled around. At the same time, the huge figure surrounded by the crowd was clearly revealed in Meng Hao's eyes.

It was a giant over a thousand feet tall, huge on its own, like a sphere, with tentacles fluttering around it. If this person hadn't had a head and limbs, it would easily have been seen as a huge sphere.

In his hand, he held a huge stick. When he swung it, a roaring sound echoed.

"Hungry... hungry..." He grabbed hard with his left hand, and immediately caught a monk in his hand. In front of everyone, he put it directly in his mouth and bit it down hard. When he tore it, blood flowed out, and he was alive.

Life swallows.

When the shrill screams came out, Meng Hao immediately saw that after this huge figure swallowed a monk, one of the many tentacles on his body suddenly lit up, as if there was crystal liquid inside the tentacles.

It flowed, and everyone around, including Daojing, immediately attacked this tentacle.

During the roar, the tentacle shattered, and a few drops of crystal liquid flew out, which were immediately snatched away by the surrounding monks.

Just as Meng Hao looked, a cold voice came from behind him.

"You see, do me a favor. Use your body to help me exchange a few drops of moon fluid!" The middle-aged monk next to Meng Hao suddenly made a move and grabbed Meng Hao with his right hand like lightning. When Meng Hao

Without turning his head, he raised his right hand and pointed back. It was clearly not pointing at the middle-aged monk, but the monk's body trembled violently, with an incredible look in his eyes. At this moment, his body seemed to be out of control.

He just stood behind Meng Hao, motionless.

He looked at Meng Hao with horror in his eyes, and felt a huge wave of emotion in his heart.

Meng Hao never looked back, looking at the giant, thoughtfully, when suddenly, a roar came from the earth. As the roar echoed, a repulsive force spread directly from the world, filling the entire world.

This repulsive force was a huge thrust, pushing all the monks' bodies into the air in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the diffusing mist suddenly rolled, forming ferocious faces one after another, roaring towards the sky, and roaring into the air.

The people in the crowd came with a roar.

It seems that everyone here is being driven away from here!

What is even more astonishing is that the exit in the sky is shrinking really fast at this moment, and it seems that it will close soon.

"Let's go, this place is going to be closed, leave immediately!" A monk's voice immediately came out, and he quickly rose into the air.

"The thirty-three places have a limited opening time. They are opened three times in total, the beginning, middle, and end. Each time is longer than the last time, and the areas opened are more and more. If we leave this time, we will still have a chance next time, but if we are in another

It is impossible to get out after it is closed. Throughout the ages, I have never heard of anyone surviving until the next time it is opened!"

"It's a pity that this burial place is too poor. Bingshan didn't see it, and there was only one Xiu who was buried with him..." The crowd's voices echoed, and one quickly flew into the sky.

The huge figure roared at this moment, and when it was killing everyone, the repulsion here was even stronger. Meng Hao's body swayed, and he flew straight into the sky. The middle-aged man followed Meng Hao uncontrollably, rushing all the way.

Where is the exit.

But just when everyone was approaching the exit and about to leave, suddenly, the huge figure paused in mid-air, stared at the monk above, opened its mouth and roared, letting out an earth-shattering roar.

, In this roar, his body expanded crazily, and the tentacles on his body spread rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his head and surroundings were no longer visible. What he saw was a huge sphere that was ten thousand feet tall.

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When everyone was shocked, the tentacles on this huge sphere were like lightning, thousands of them, roaring straight into the sky. The speed was so fast that in an instant, some monks were unable to dodge and were directly entangled.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the tentacles, and people were swallowed into them.

When they were in an uproar, they saw that the exit was only 30% of its original size. The remaining people were faster. In an instant, some rushed out along the exit and chased their tentacles. They seemed to dare not chase them out. When they rolled back, they rushed towards others.

people.

There was also a tentacle coming to Meng Hao in an instant, but as he approached Meng Hao, Meng Hao grabbed his right hand behind him. Immediately, the middle-aged monk was thrown out by Meng Hao in fear and despair, and was caught by the tentacle in his place.

After swallowing it directly, Meng Hao walked out calmly and stepped into the exit. When he turned around, he took a deep look at the huge sphere and the tentacles flying in all directions, as well as the ferocious face transformed by the rolling mist.

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Chapter completed!