"Do you want to obtain eternal life?"

"Do you want to be qualified to change your fate against the will of heaven?"

"Do you want to have a unique destiny in heaven and earth?"

Meng Hao's mind roared. The moment he stepped into this world, three consecutive sounds came to his ears, which were heard from different people, but each sentence was like thunder, thundering deep in Meng Hao's mind.

At the same time, he saw that the sky in this world was familiar gray, but there was no gray fog on the earth. But here, Meng Hao saw more than tens of thousands of figures, all of which were bridge slaves, and they were whistling towards the place where he and Zhixiang were at an extremely fast speed.

The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, the hundreds of thousands of bridge slaves were approaching, but they couldn't even look at Meng Hao and Zhixiang. They all looked confused, but they felt a faint anxiety, as if they had received some kind of summons, and they rushed directly from them and rushed into the edge of nothingness behind Meng Hao and Zhixiang.

In just over a dozen breaths, these hundreds of thousands of bridge slaves rushed into nothingness and disappeared, but their voices were still echoing quietly.

"When will the fairy bridge reappear? I ask you when will you meet..."

So many bridge slaves whizzed away from each other, which immediately made Meng Hao's scalp numb and his breathing rapid. At this moment, the big stone under him paused and still. Zhixiang, who was standing on the big stone, looked at Meng Hao with her at this moment and was directly shocked by so many bridge slaves in this world.

The sound Meng Hao heard, Zhixiang also heard it here. Although this sound did not seem to be specifically for the two, it was more like the voices that belonged to them after hundreds of thousands of bridge slaves gathered together.

They did not dare to move, and allowed the hundreds of thousands of bridge slaves around them to be like a sea of ​​ghosts. They gradually left from them until the whole world recovered and the gray disappeared, revealing their normal colors. Meng Hao's body was soaked in cold sweat.

Zhixiang's expression was still full of fear. Even if she saw so many bridge slaves, her first reaction was that she would definitely die today.

"According to my understanding, the bridge slaves in the Xuqiao Realm will only wander instinctively in the Xuqiao Realm according to their fate, and at most hundreds of them gather together. But there are so many bridge slaves here. Could it be that there are some huge remains of the ancient demon immortal sect here?

Therefore, these bridge slaves gather here?

But if this guess is true, why did they leave quickly before? Let's look at their appearance. It seems to be anxious. This kind of emotional change is impossible, unless..." Zhixiang was talking. She suddenly paused suddenly, and a hint of horror appeared in her eyes.

"Unless someone is summoning them?" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, he slowly spoke, and expressed his guess.

While the two were silent, suddenly, after the land recovered as usual, it suddenly vibrated again. As the entire earth shook, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the originally clear sky. The cracks quickly opened up, and immediately burst into sharp roars.

The earth trembled, and the sky seemed to be about to collapse. At this moment, this entire fairy bridge stone seemed to be thrust out suddenly. When it echoed around the world, the sound fell into Meng Hao's ears, causing Meng Hao's body to shake violently, and directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, his body was uncontrollable, as if it was hit by a powerful force. In a moment, his body retreated in an instant, and with a bang, it directly hit the edge of nothingness behind him.

Fortunately, after the barrier was torn apart, it is still recovering, not fully healing, and there is still a gap. Meng Hao's body, like a kite with a broken string, was directly dragged into nothingness.

At the same time, Zhixiang also spurted blood. Her body shivered for several consecutive times, but she still couldn't bear it. Her body kept retreating, but she could control her body, roll back by herself, and rush out of the gap in nothingness.

Meng Hao's face was pale and his mind was booming. In this void, the cold air spread around him in an instant. In an instant, Meng Hao's body became stiff. What's more serious is that Meng Hao's chest was blurred at this moment, with a lot of bones shattered, and blood kept overflowing from his mouth.

At the critical moment, although Zhixiang was also rolled out, her injury was obviously not so serious. A purple light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, and the purple eye technique suddenly unfolded, sacrificing the power of vitality in exchange for rapid healing of his own injuries.

The faster the healing speed, the greater the energy consumption.

Meng Hao's chest was recovered as usual in an instant, and his injuries disappeared completely in a blink of an eye, causing Meng Hao's cultivation to directly recover to its peak, but at the cost... it was his vitality, which consumed for a long time.

Meng Hao's instant recovery made Zhixiang's eyes flash, and it was obvious that Meng Hao had forced his injury to recover with some kind of exercise that had to pay. When he retreated, the two looked at each other, and then looked at the majestic land that was constantly roaring and shaking.

I saw that the earth, roars were heard from time to time during this vibration. After the sound became stronger and stronger, suddenly, a gray mist suddenly soared into the sky from the huge earth.

The fog was like a huge mushroom cloud. When it rushed out, the fog rolled and turned into a huge giant beast. The giant beast was like a kirin, which was completely composed of fog. If you look closely, it seemed that it... was also a bridge slave.

However, the power of this giant beast Qilin is far beyond that of ordinary bridge slaves.

After appearing at this moment, the foggy roared to the sky, rushed out of the earth, and looked anxious in the distance, as if someone was summoning and roaring away.

Meng Hao and Zhixiang were too close. Even if the two teleported, even if Zhixiang spread her speed, it would be too late. At this moment, they could only watch the kirin beast coming in a roar, and the fog hit the two of them directly.

The roar echoed, Meng Hao spewed out blood again, and the lotus sword formation was taken out by Meng Hao at this moment, spinning rapidly outside his body, spreading the power of time outwards.

Until Meng Hao spewed out his fourth mouthful of blood, the Lotus Sword Formation was reborn with the power of time, as if it had changed the passage of time. With a thousand years of terror, it directly melted the fog around it. However, the fog around it was only ten feet wide within the sword formation, which was insignificant compared with the huge body of the Qilin giant beast.

When the fog beast rushed forward, Meng Hao was brought into its body.

At the same time, Zhixiang also spit out several mouthfuls of blood and unfolded the means of her immortal god. Only then did she resist the fog and drill into the body of the kirin giant beast like Meng Hao.

The two of them looked at each other in the body of the giant beast, and saw the gloomy eyes in each other. They both couldn't help themselves at this moment, not to mention the difficulty of leaving. Once they left, they would lose their direction in this nothingness. As if they were exiled, then the end was very likely to be eternal loss. In the end, they had to choose to give up with the Immortal Bridge Stone.

"Instead of that, it's better to just follow this Qilin beast and see what kind of existence it is and summon these bridge slaves!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed. Since things have reversed like this, there are not many choices in front of him. Fortunately, he has the Immortal Bridge Stone, and if it is not good, he can leave at any time.

Zhixiang didn't know what was her idea, but perhaps after she took over Zhao Youlan, she also obtained the qualification to use the Immortal Bridge Stone to teleport out.

The two of them didn't say anything, and let the beast roar all the way through the body of the Qilin beast.

The cold of nothingness could not be transmitted in. The darkness outside turned into black water, and it kept wandering backwards at the terrifying speed of the Qilin.

The speed of this Qilin giant beast is too fast, exceeding that of the floating dust stone. Its body is extremely huge. Meng Hao and Zhixiang are like two mosquitoes, inconspicuous.

As the roar was roaring, the giant qilin beast, with Meng Hao and Zhixiang, headed straight to the depths of the Xuqiao Realm at an indescribable speed and quickly left.

Time passes, just seven days, which is equivalent to Meng Hao walking forward with a stone of dust for several months.

A month later, Meng Hao's mind shook suddenly. He saw an extremely huge giant in this nothingness. The giant waved his arms and his body was also made of mist. He looked like a bridge slave, running away in the direction... the same as the Qilin!

At the same time, Meng Hao also saw another circle of ghost troops gathered by hundreds of thousands of bridge slaves, floating rapidly and roaring forward.

Along the way, Meng Hao kept seeing scenes like this, as if all the bridge slaves of all sizes in the entire Ruan Bridge Realm appeared at this moment, coming quickly from all directions from all directions.

At this moment, not only was Meng Hao shocked, but Zhixiang also had a rapid breathing. She knew more, and there was a vague guess in her mind that made her feel terrifying.

"Maybe...they are going to...Bridge Soul Mountain!"

Just when Zhixiang was shocked, a mountain appeared in the distance!

This mountain emits a faint light, floating in nothingness, and there is no fairy bridge stone around it, only this huge mountain!

There are countless names engraved on the mountain, each of which emits a faint light, like a rune, covering the entire mountain. The number of these names is as many as millions.

Every time these names flash, the bridge slaves who were whistling around would look even more anxious. At this moment, they went straight to this place like a tide.

On the top of this mountain, there is a palace full of vicissitudes and decay. The palace is pitch black and very quiet.

But in the other direction of the mountain, there was a man standing there, with a green sword flying beside him, a wine pot in his hand, wearing a green long gown, a long hair flying, and a sharp light in his eyes.

It's... Han Shan!

"Han said the last time, I will give my wife back to me!!" Han Shan suddenly spoke, his voice exuding endless coldness. This cold instantly pressed the coldness of nothingness, and compared with his voice, it became the warmth of spring.
Chapter completed!