A moment later, when the light curtain outside the well dissipated completely, the monks around him gradually left. Meng Hao remained sitting there cross-legged, staring into nothingness, lost in thought.

The next time the Daojing Light Curtain appeared would be two days later. Meng Hao closed his eyes at dusk, shook his body in the middle of the night, and left this place.

The Taoist sons of the Wang family, the geniuses, and all those who have the blood of the Wang family flowing through their bodies, all gather in one place in the west. This place is a mountain peak, not far from the Taoist well.

This night is destined to be uneventful.

When the bright moon hung high, Meng Hao's figure appeared outside the mountain. He glanced at the royal flag on the top of the mountain swaying in the wind, and roared forward, heading straight for the top of the mountain.

"Who dares to invade the royal family's land!"

"The flag of my royal family has been planted here, your Excellency, stop immediately!" As soon as a low shout came out, seven or eight figures flew out quickly and headed straight for Meng Hao. Before he could reach him, there was a whistling sword energy.

It turned into seven or eight rainbows and headed towards Meng Hao.

Meng Hao looked calm, raised his big sleeve with his right hand and swung it, and suddenly the power of his eight perfect Taoist platforms exploded. It looked like he was swaying his sleeve, but in fact, the crushing cultivation spread and formed a sweeping wind.

The roaring sound echoed immediately, and the seven or eight sword lights immediately collapsed. The expressions of the seven or eight monks changed drastically, and they spurted out blood one by one and fell back.

Unable to stop Meng Hao even half a step, Meng Hao was allowed to roar past among them, heading straight to the top of the mountain. But at this moment, dozens of rainbows roared towards him from the top of the mountain.

After the rainbow, nearly a hundred figures flew out one by one. Looking at it, it was densely packed, heading straight for Meng Hao.

"If you dare to invade the land of the Wang family, no matter which sect you come from, stay here today!"

"What are you talking about with this person? He will be killed without mercy!"

Seeing these figures approaching quickly, rays of Dharma light surged into the sky. Even from a long distance, one could still see the shocking light of this place in the middle of the night.

Meng Hao looked calm. He raised his right hand, scratched his fingertips, and then used the power of the eight Taoist platforms to activate his blood fingers. As soon as he pointed it out, the world turned bloody, and amidst the roar of heaven and earth, it was as if a blood dragon appeared out of thin air and rushed forward with a roar.

Wherever they passed, all the monks from the Wang family who rushed towards them had their faces changed drastically, blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and their bodies fell back as if they were out of control.

A road leading to the top of the mountain was revealed. On this road, the blood dragon opened the way, and Meng Hao stepped behind him. In more than ten breaths, Meng Hao stood at the top of the mountain when a roar echoed.

Behind him, most of the geniuses of the Wang family here had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths. They watched in horror as they walked by, and no one could stop them from collapsing wherever they passed.

"The faceless man in green robe!" The sound of breathing came from the people of the Wang family who came over. There were hundreds of Wang family members surrounding the top of the mountain at this moment, and all of them were staring at Meng Hao.

In front of Meng Hao, there was a monk in black robes with a gloomy face. This monk looked to be in his thirties, with a deep look in his eyes. Looking at Meng Hao, he was none other than Wang Lihai, the Taoist disciple of the Wang family.

With his half-step pill-forming cultivation, he stood there as if another peak had appeared out of thin air.

"I'm here to fight with the Taoist disciple of the Wang family!" Meng Hao said calmly, his voice reverberating with force and force.

"You want to fight. Then fight!" Wang Lihai's eyes flashed, and he took a step forward. When he raised his right hand, an illusion immediately appeared behind him. It seemed that there were stars and rivers inside, turning into three fingers.

, pointing one finger at a time, heading straight for Meng Hao.

The first finger is like the transformation of life and death is approaching; the second finger is like the underworld appearing in the world with murderous intent; the third finger is like silence and inaction, like the vastness of the earth.

San pointed out that it was a technique unique to the Wang family, the three fingers of Suzaku.

Wang Lihai knew that the green-robed man in front of him was unfathomable, so he did not show any contempt when he took action, but directly launched his most powerful technique.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed with coldness, and he took a step forward. He also raised his right hand and pressed it with one of his blood fingers, one of the three blood immortal skills.

The roaring sound was earth-shattering, and the impact spread in all directions. For a moment, it seemed as if a strong wind was sweeping across, and Meng Hao's figure turned into a rainbow and shot straight into the sky.

On the mountain peak, all eyes were focused on Wang Lihai, who was standing there at the moment. Wang Lihai looked as usual, slowly raising his head and looking at Meng Hao's figure in the distance. After a while, he spat out a large mouthful of blood and staggered back a few steps.

, his right index finger trembled and could no longer bend.

"I lost."

He murmured, and when his voice came out, everyone in the Wang family immediately felt their hearts roar.

That night, it was not just Wang Lihai who was defeated, but also the Taoist disciple of the Song family, Song Yunshu, and the Taoist disciple of the Jin Han Sect!

On the Song family's sky boat, when Meng Hao left late at night, Song Yunshu was holding on to the wall, with blood dripping down. His face was pale, and he stared at the retreating figure. For a long time, his face showed reluctance.

Outside the Jinhan Sect Valley, the shocking roar before dawn only lasted for a moment and ended. However, after it ended, the Taoist disciples of the Jinhan Sect immediately went into seclusion. Only a few people accidentally saw this battle and were shocked by it.

The reputation of the Faceless Man in Green Robe swept across the western part of the Southern Territory like the wind in the early morning of the next day. Almost no one knew about it, and everyone knew that he had defeated the geniuses of various sects in a row, including the defeat of Han Shanzong, the Taoist disciple of the Yijian Sect, and the defeat of Wang Lihai, the Taoist disciple of the Wang Family.

, Song Yunshu, the Taoist son of the Song family, was defeated, and Taoist son of the Jin Hanzong was defeated!

In just a few days, the Faceless Man in Green Robe has completely emerged in the western part of the Southern Territory.

Some people have already compared him with Zhou Jie, Li Shiqi and Li Daoyi who have successfully achieved breakthroughs in cultivation.

Many people believed that this mysterious Qingpao would continue to challenge Taoist disciples of various sects until he challenged Li Shiqi and others. But what is surprising is that after three battles in one night, this person quietly disappeared for several days.

This man in green robe, who is now famous outside, is sitting cross-legged outside the Taoist well, looking at the figure that appears again in the light curtain, thoughtfully.

Meng Hao felt the Qi in the figure inside the light curtain, so he fought three battles in one night. Unfortunately, Meng Hao could not gain from the fighting power of these people. He vaguely felt that if he understood the Qi in the figure inside the light curtain,

Then his ninth Taoist platform will be opened.

Meng Hao didn't know what this Qi was, but at the moment when the light curtain finally disappeared, he felt that... this Qi appeared in his body.

This wisp of energy, according to Meng Hao's conclusion from observing the figure in the light curtain, was circulating in his body until dusk again, when he stood up and left.

For two days in a row, Meng Hao could not find a suitable opponent. Be it Li Daoyi, Zhou Jie, or Li Shiqi, they seemed to have disappeared from the western part of the Southern Territory and Meng Hao could not find him.

He could only go back to the well and look at the light curtain that appeared again. After a long time, he closed his eyes. What appeared in his mind were the talented Taoists he had defeated in the west.

Gradually, as the figures of these failed Taoists became clearer in Meng Hao's mind, Meng Hao could faintly feel that there was a ray of aura on them, some were thick, some were light, but they were all present.

It wasn't until early the next morning that Meng Hao opened his eyes. He looked at the tens of thousands of people beside the well. As he looked at them one by one, Meng Hao slowly saw that the mysterious energy clearly existed in the bodies of these tens of thousands of people.

of anger.

It seems that anyone who has seen the Daojing Light Curtain will have this kind of energy in their body.

Meng Hao was silent and frowned. When the light curtain disappeared, Meng Hao made up his mind and stood up and walked away.

After that, for half a month, throughout the western part of the Southern Territory, the fame of the man in green robe was rising one after another, spreading all over the place, almost making people blush, because this man in green robe seemed to be crazy.

A late-stage monk. No matter who this person is or which sect he comes from, he will take action immediately.

Although no one died from the beginning to the end, it was the same from the beginning to the end. No one had ever been able to take action in front of the green-robed man for the second time. He was injured and defeated in an instant...

All the geniuses from the Yi Jian Sect who came to this west have failed. The expressions of the geniuses from the Jin Han Sect will change when they see the blue robes. Whether it is the Wang family, the Li family, or the Song family, as long as they are in this west

In this half month, all the people suffered a huge defeat in front of the people in green robes.

The entire western part of the Southern Territory seemed to have set off a blue storm, sweeping in all directions.

It was not until half a month later that the light curtain leading to the well reached its final moment and began to appear for a long time. According to the classic records, if this scene appeared in the well, then seven days later, the well would be exhausted and the shadow of the well would be exhausted.

dissipate.

More and more monks no longer left the well, but sat there cross-legged for a long time, looking at the light curtain. It was at this time that the challenge of the man in green robe stopped.

Meng Hao sat cross-legged outside the shaft again, looking at the figure inside the light curtain, the light in his eyes getting brighter and brighter. In the past half month, every time he won, it seemed that the energy in his body would become more abundant.

At this moment, the circulation of this qi in Meng Hao's body has been able to maintain the same frequency as the Tao shadow within the light curtain, and it continues to circulate.

He even saw the figure inside the light curtain. The breath in his body was moving faster and faster. In the end, it seemed to have turned into an impact force, and it was about to explode in his body.

Meng Hao watched this scene for a long time, until a few days later, his mind suddenly shook.

"This is a wisp of fighting energy cultivated after winning constant battles. The purpose of this energy is to break through bottlenecks and break through cultivation levels. This is the so-called ancient killing technique!" Meng Hao took a deep breath and immediately started to use this energy in his body.

With a burst of energy, I hit the perfect ninth station, but it was always a little bit behind, and I couldn't make it in one go.

Time passed, and the eruption of the last seven days in this Taoist well progressed to dusk on the fifth day. Suddenly, in the distant sky, several rainbows roared over.

These figures in Changhong are all wearing black clothes and wearing masks on their faces. Three of them are wearing cyan masks, and seven or eight others are wearing white masks.

Only the two people at the front, a man and a woman, were wearing golden masks!

There were more than ten people in this group, and they rushed straight to the Taoist well in an instant. The roaring sound immediately attracted the attention of tens of thousands of monks here.

"Motu Zhixiu!" Someone immediately recognized the origin of these black-clothed and masked men.

At this moment, Meng Hao raised his head, and his eyes fell on three green faces, among which the figure was thin, and the one standing on the right.
Chapter completed!