When the sound reverberated like thunder, in the distance between the sky and the earth, there was a huge python the size of a thousand feet, roaring straight towards this place!

Thousands of monks stood on the python, their eyes flashing with coldness. It was after several years of war that the Crow God tribe had been forged into a cold-blooded killing tribe!

No one spoke, from the old man to the children, all of them had cold eyes, revealing a ruthless and bloodthirsty look, looking coldly at all the monks in the Eight Meridians Alliance.

Obviously there are only a few thousand people, but these thousands of people give the monks of the Eight Meridians Alliance the feeling of being like an army. Faintly, it seems that the surroundings of the thousands of people in the Crow God Department are filled with earth-shattering evil energy!

This evil spirit is so strong that it is the invisible momentum formed after killing countless people. It is the burning madness that will shake the entire Western Desert after the Wushen tribe experienced the blood and fire!

"Who are they and which tribe are they?"

"This kind of overall quality of the tribe cannot be achieved forever in the northern part of the Western Desert. Even in this central area, it is difficult to possess it!"

"They...could...could they be demon spirits!!" The expressions of the sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators in the Eight Meridians Alliance's mid-air changed completely at this moment. Although the Wushen tribe only seemed to have a few thousand people, their momentum was too great.

Strong, the evil aura stirred up was so strong that the monks of the Eight Meridians Alliance on the earth felt almost suffocated at this moment.

This is the Wushen tribe!

After experiencing the flames of war, the Crow God tribe emerged as if reborn from the ashes!

The pythons were so fast that it originally took a day to arrive, but under the full gallop of the Wu Shenbu, their speed was shortened by one day, and at this moment, they suddenly arrived!

Especially on the head of this huge python, in front of this group of murderous god-like Black God monks who frightened the Eight Meridians Alliance, stood a man.

He was wearing a green robe. His hair was black with a little white silk. When floating, his whole person exuded a Vincent-like temperament. However, his cold eyes and frost-like face made this person's temperament extremely

It's weird and feels like you're in the middle of winter.

His existence seems to freeze the world, and his appearance is like the source of the evil spirit of the entire Wushen tribe. If the entire Wushen tribe is compared to a blood-stained knife, then this person... is the sharpest knife.

The tip of the knife!

He is Meng Hao!

His appearance immediately caused the sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators in the air to breathe quickly and shrink their eyes. An instinctive fear instantly filled their bodies like a tide. It was at this moment that they recognized Meng Hao's face.

The face is exactly the same as the face of the mist demon body that they finally killed before!

This scene, like thunder, exploded in the hearts of these sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators!

The expressions of the eight patriarchs changed, and the eight priests breathed rapidly. Among them, Ou Yunzi's eyes shrank rapidly, and the middle-aged scribe next to him was even more frightened. As for the woman in palace clothes, her expression showed disbelief.

"Who are you!" Among the sixteen Yuanying monks, one of the two elders with the highest cultivation level in the late Yuanying stage immediately spoke, and his voice spread like thunder. It could overwhelm the momentum from all directions, but it could not overwhelm the momentum from Wu.

The overwhelming evil aura of the God tribe.

"The Crow God Tribe!" Thousands of people from the Crow God Tribe all uttered a deep voice at the moment when the python was galloping away and approaching the sky where the Eight Meridians Alliance was. This sound was made by thousands of people and became a sound wave.

It surpassed thunder, roared across the heaven and earth, echoed in all directions in the sky, rolled away, roared into the sky, and even the explosion of spring thunder could not compare with it!

Like a shocking giant, it roared towards the earth, roared past, set off strong winds, stirred up impacts, and swept ripples, causing the fog here to be forced to roll at this moment.

At the moment when the loud noise echoed across the sky and the earth, the huge python let out a roar, and the thousands of people from the Crow God tribe on its back instantly turned into thousands of rainbows and suddenly dispersed. This scene started from the earth.

It looks like a goddess scattering flowers. This flower is not blood-colored, but they will bloom blood flowers here!

boom!

The killing suddenly passed away at this moment, and thousands of people from the Crow God tribe rushed straight to the earth. They were already used to war, used to blood, and already used to rising up in the killing.

The war has no words, no curses, no mutual confrontation, but... it starts directly!

As the members of the Crow God tribe rushed out, Meng Hao's whole body was like a meteor, whizzing straight towards the sixteen members of the Eight Meridians Alliance in mid-air. The speed was so fast that they came roaring. Behind him, there was the Crow God.

The six Nascent Soul cultivators from the tribe stabbed into the sixteen members of the Eight Meridians Alliance with a roar.

"There are only a few thousand people, even if they have something extraordinary, they dare to come here, I don't think..." Another old man in the late Nascent Soul stage among the sixteen people said gloomily at this moment.

But before he could finish his words, Meng Hao, who had turned into a meteor, waved his left hand, and the sound of inhaling suddenly came from the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Eight Meridians Alliance and the tribesmen below.

Nearly 60,000 strange monsters, overwhelming, all appeared, densely packed, roaring in unison, big hair, lizards, red crocodiles, black crows, green mosquitoes, and a large number of five poisons, shaking the sky at this moment.

There was an angry roar, which was from the Heavenly Beast, and a sharp neighing that sounded arrogant, which was from a parrot, and there was also a chattering sound mixed with the group of monsters, which was from Pijiang.

The demon swarm was shocking and rushed straight to the earth, sweeping away like a tide of beasts.

This scene, like a heavy hammer, hit the hearts of the Eight Meridians Alliance monks.

"Life or death, eight meridians fight back!!" The old man in the late Nascent Soul stage who spoke before, he was wearing a red robe, his expression changed at this moment, he already regretted it in his heart, but now he had no choice but to let out a sharp scream, swayed his body, and rushed towards Meng Hao

.

Sixteen people all teleported together, heading straight for Meng Hao, exchanging kisses. When the light of the magic weapon shone, a ferocious face appeared outside the bodies of these sixteen people, each with a shrill roar.

Go straight to Meng Hao.

But the moment these sixteen people approached, when Meng Hao raised his right hand, a blood-colored mask appeared, and he put it directly on his face. When he waved, huge faces immediately appeared around him.

This face is none other than Meng Hao.

The moment the face appeared, Meng Hao took a step forward. When he took this step, the whole world seemed to shake. The face of Meng Hao transformed by the huge blood fairy suddenly expanded outwards and suddenly exploded, causing an impact that swept across the world.

, the loud rumbling sound shook the earth, and among the sixteen Nascent Soul monks, ten of them had their magical weapons collapsed, their magical powers shattered, and their bodies spurted out blood, like kites with broken strings, they were swept away directly.

"Nascent Soul Great Perfection!!" These ten people did not bother to wipe away the blood, they were extremely shocked.

"It's you... who will destroy my clone!" When Meng Hao spoke calmly, he walked forward and took the second step. After taking this step, his face appeared again, with his eyes closed, but his lips slightly opened and closed.

, uttered a silent word!

When these words appeared, four of the other six people in mid-air had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths. Their minds were buzzing. As if a sharp blade had been pierced, the soundless sound penetrated their minds and shook their bodies, causing their Nascent Souls to be shaken.

At this moment, the essence of life spurted out!

"Slay the spirit in half a step!" The four people spurted out blood, and their bodies instantly rolled back. As they trembled, fear directly enveloped their bodies, and their eyes showed strong horror.

"If you want to trade, Meng will trade with you. If you want war... I will give you war!" Meng Hao said coldly and took the third step. The moment the third step fell, he rolled back and left.

The bodies of the ten people immediately appeared with beacon fire, and the four mid-stage Nascent Soul monks also had black smoke billowing from their bodies. This beacon fire was the appearance of burning vitality.

As for the two old men with the highest cultivation level in the Eight Meridians Alliance, who were in the late Nascent Soul stage, their ears were ringing. Although they were not affected by the regression, their minds had set off a huge wave, and their bodies also had symptoms.

war.

"Beacon Company!" The moment Meng Hao spoke, the sound of thunder and collapse suddenly arose. The ten people on the outermost layer each let out shrill screams, and their bodies collapsed and exploded in an instant. Nascent Soul was filled with extreme panic, regardless of

All the escapes were blurred in an instant. Before they could escape too far, they seemed to be wiped out and fell apart in an instant.

At this moment, the breeze swept away and the smoke disappeared.

The bodies of four monks in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, including Ou Yunzi, a middle-aged scribe, and a woman in palace attire, also cracked and exploded, and their bodies were covered in blood and flesh. Their Nascent Soul escaped by chance and was now shivering in mid-air in the distance.

The look in Meng Hao's eyes was filled with unprecedented despair.

Two old men in the late Nascent Soul stage, who had the highest level of cultivation, spat out large mouthfuls of blood and fell backwards, but they managed to hold on without breaking.

At the same time, shrill screams continued to be heard on the ground. Most of the monks of the Eight Meridians Alliance were ruthless people themselves, but this was for those ordinary tribes. Now they were facing wolves and tigers, cold and cruel people.

The killing Crow God tribe was no match for them at all. As soon as the two sides came into contact, they immediately retreated.

Their tens of thousands of tribesmen originally had the upper hand, but when faced with nearly 60,000 monsters, they immediately retreated steadily. As for their monster groups, although they were there at the moment, they could not stop Meng Hao's group from the same group as the Crow God Tribe.

, experienced a bloody storm, and after being merged into the demonic aura many times by Meng Hao, he was compared with the monsters that killed each other one by one!

The shrill screams continued to be heard, and the earth was filled with blood. Facing the Wushen tribe, the Eight Meridians Alliance found in despair that they... were unable to resist at all!

Both the aura and the cultivation level are a bit weaker, and even the kind of coldness and bloodthirsty they have only seen among the elites of some large tribes, but now, it is like this for the entire tribe.

This was something they had never seen or heard of before. They could not imagine that there was such a tribe in the Western Desert!

"They are... a war tribe!!"

At this moment, Meng Hao's previous voice seemed to echo again in the minds of all the Eight Meridians Alliance monks.

"If you want war, I will give you war!"

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Chapter completed!