Meng Hao's body trembled, his mind roared, and intense anger erupted directly in his mind at this moment.

"Tian Cong Tribe!!"

"Huyanpifu!!"

The purple sea roared, the cold air suddenly spread, and it seemed like snowflakes were falling. All the monks in the entire city could not help but tremble. The people around Meng Hao all trembled even more, and looked at Meng Hao in shock.

Hao.

At this moment, figures appeared all around Meng Hao. A total of nine Yuanying monks surrounded Meng Hao. At the same time, the two strongest men stationed here also appeared in the air.

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Immediately afterwards, the entire Seventh Square City, the formation was operating at full strength, and the roaring sound reverberated, completely covering all directions, forming a pressure that continued to fall.

"Meng Hao, you brutally killed our core members of the Heavenly Alliance, and you dared to appear in Fang City. We are here to kill you today!" When the voice came from the mouth of the old man in black robes, it echoed throughout Fang City.

At the same time, in this city, dozens of tribesmen from the alliance immediately appeared in all directions, sitting cross-legged and presiding over the operation of the formation.

Meng Hao's eyes were red and his heart was bleeding. He did not kill Hu Yanqing. In order to resolve this misunderstanding, he killed black bats one after another and even took off a head.

He didn't believe that with Hu Yan's spiritual cultivation, he couldn't see the clues of Hu Yanqing's death, but now he understood that the old man Hu Yan would never reason with him.

"Hu Yan, since you insist on involving me, then Hu Yanqing... should be killed by me, Meng Hao!" Meng Hao raised his head, raised his right hand and patted the storage bag. Immediately, a bat head appeared in Meng Hao's hand.

With a wave of his hand, this was evidence that he thought was enough to explain clearly before, and it immediately collapsed and exploded, turning into fly ash.

At this moment when his head turned to dust, the murderous intent in Meng Hao's eyes was overwhelming. At this moment, his aura became extremely cold and filled with astonishing evil aura.

"Tian Cong Tribe. As long as I live for one day, I, Meng Hao, will wipe out your clan's bloodline from now on!" Meng Hao shook his head, and immediately a strong wind roared up from the ground and rolled directly towards the dozens of Crow God Tribes on the shelf.

of tribesmen.

After rolling them up and suddenly landing on the ground, the wind turned into life and immediately nourished everyone, causing Wu Ling and others' bodies to recover immediately, but the dead ones could not be resurrected.

Including Wu Ling, the three or five older members of the Wushen tribe who had accompanied Meng Hao in the war all saw Meng Hao at this moment. Their bodies were trembling, and their eyes showed strong excitement and persistence, and they immediately turned towards Meng Hao.

Meng Hao knelt down and prostrated.

It seems that they are using the strongest voice in their lives to scream out their inner depression and hope.

"Meet the Holy Ancestor!!"

Surrounding these three or five people were other members of the Crow God Tribe who were all born in the past hundred years or so. They had never seen Meng Hao. All they had seen was Meng Hao's statue. At this moment, when they saw the seniors in the tribe acting like this, they all immediately

Trembling, even if his face was pale, even if his body was weak, he immediately knelt down and roared.

"Meet the Holy Ancestor!!"

Their voices echoed in all directions, coupled with the words of the Nascent Soul monks who were here before and the words of the old man in black robes, immediately caused all the monks in the entire Seventh Square City to be shaken and opened their eyes wide.

They rolled their eyes and all looked at Meng Hao. In their memories, stories about Meng Hao had been circulated many times over the past hundred years.

Without exception, most of them told the legend that Meng Hao came from the north of Ximo with a tribe.

"He is Meng Hao!!"

"The totem saint ancestor of the Golden Crow tribe turns out to be him!"

At the moment when Meng Hao's momentum was overwhelming, when the monks around him recognized his identity and exclaimed in surprise, the expressions of the nine Nascent Soul monks from the Heavenly Alliance around Meng Hao, as well as the two strongest elders, changed, and they gritted their teeth.

Next, they all took action and headed straight for Meng Hao.

At the same time, the formation roared here, and the power of the formation suddenly fell on Meng Hao, as if it became a kind of suppression, and Meng Hao's cultivation was weakened at this moment, limiting it to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

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This is suppression with the power of the entire formation. This formation was arranged by the spirit-slaying ancestor of the Heavenly Alliance. It is very powerful. Otherwise, it would not have been constructed in major cities as a final resort.

Even the Nascent Soul Dzogchen will be severely suppressed and weakened by this formation. It is precisely because of the strength of the formation that the two elders stationed here thought they could give it a try!

Almost at the moment when the power of this formation came, the eleven Yuanying monks around him immediately appeared around Meng Hao with murderous intent. Magic weapons, magical powers, spells, and totems were all colorful in an instant, and they went straight towards Meng Hao to bombard him.

Come.

"Even if you are the Totem Saint Ancestor, if you enter the Fangshi Formation, you are doomed... to certain death!" When the sneer came out, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from Meng Hao.

Amid the roaring explosion, Meng Hao's voice spread like a cold wind, carrying murderous intent.

"Third Life!" The moment his voice echoed, it was also when the eleven Nascent Soul cultivators around him took action with all their strength. During the roar, the expressions of these eleven people suddenly changed, and they felt an unprecedented sense of terror.

A moment appeared in their hearts, causing these eleven people to immediately retreat without hesitation.

The moment they stepped back, the light of the magical weapon dispersed, revealing Meng Hao who looked like an immortal and demon inside the formation!

Meng Hao's hair moved automatically without wind. With the opening of his third life, and the full four copies of the Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivator in his body, the formation that enveloped him was directly revealed from the invisible at this moment, turning into a big picture.

net.

It's just that this network, now flickering, is making an overwhelming sound, and there is even a banging sound, and it is breaking. As it breaks, Meng Hao's aura erupts horribly. Under this aura, everyone in the city...

All the monks were shocked.

Especially the expressions of the eleven Nascent Soul cultivators changed drastically in an instant. They all took a breath and showed disbelief. They could not imagine that there were Nascent Soul cultivators who could resist the formation here. Look at this,

This formation... simply cannot last for long.

But they... still guessed wrong. At the moment when the expressions of the eleven people changed, and they thought that this formation could not last for too long, the formation that turned into a big net suddenly collapsed, fell into pieces, and completely dissipated.

As the formation dissipated, the entire city was shaken. The dozens of Alliance clansmen who presided over the formation spurted out blood one by one, and their bodies exploded directly. Their flesh and blood were blurred, and their bodies and minds were destroyed.

There is no way this formation can persist, and it will be completely destroyed in just the blink of an eye.

Almost at the moment when the formation was shattered, Meng Hao's body suddenly walked out. While the eleven Nascent Soul cultivators around him were shocked, Meng Hao raised his right hand and waved forward violently.

With this wave, the full combat power of four Nascent Soul Great Perfections erupted into the sky, blending into the strong wind, roaring to the surroundings for an instant, and the shrill screams were heard in an instant. Nine of the eleven Nascent Soul cultivators were heard.

...At this moment, it was like being hit by the Tianshan Mountains. There was no way to dodge, escape, or resist. The body was directly caught in the wind, and the flesh and bones were separated. The Nascent Soul was directly wiped away in a shrill voice.

Nine people...died instantly!!

"What kind of monk is he!!"

"He is not an ordinary Nascent Soul Dzogchen, he is...a half-step spirit slayer!" The two strongest elders spurted seven or eight mouthfuls of blood in succession. When his body retreated rapidly, his body exploded, leaving only the Nascent Soul.

, with unprecedented screams and regrets, and even more extreme fear and horror, frantically trying to escape at all costs.

This scene completely shocked all the monks in the city, making them all tremble and look at Meng Hao with intense fear and shock.

Meng Hao's body was tall, his hair was flying, and his aura was astonishing. His aura of immortals and demons was violent, and now he was even more sinister. All his anger turned into murderous intent, and all his murderous intent was pointed in one direction...

Destroy the entire Tiancong tribe!

If you kill one of my people, I will kill a hundred of your people. If you kill a hundred of my people, I will destroy your entire clan!

I didn't want to fight, I wanted to resolve it. For this reason, I took the head of a black bat and sent it here. But since you are aloof and self-righteous and insist on dragging me in, then I will simply come in and fight with you.

war!

Meng Hao's body suddenly flew up, and with blood-red eyes, he looked at the two elders who were running away. He did not pursue them, but closed his eyes. His anger, his murderous intention, and his determination turned into nothing at this moment.

There was a strong stimulation, which was like a tide. In an instant, it poured into the blood-colored mask in Meng Hao's storage bag, touching... the blood mastiff that had been sleeping for almost two hundred years!

Its slumber has reached the point where it is about to wake up, especially after the catastrophe. Meng Hao also felt this strongly. Without external stimulation, the mastiff would definitely wake up within a few months.

"My mastiff, I need you..."

"My blood mastiff, wake up... and join me to fight against Tian Cong!"

"Mastiff, wake up!"

At this moment, the body of the mastiff inside the bloody mask shook violently. It felt Meng Hao's anger, felt Meng Hao's strong murderous intention towards the Tiancon tribe, and felt Meng Hao's need for it.

At this moment, the mastiff's body was shaken, and its blood-red eyes that had not been opened for two hundred years... were completely opened at this moment!

Mastiff, wake up!

The moment the mastiff's eyes opened, boundless blood burst out from outside Meng Hao's body and rolled towards the surrounding sky. The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, it covered a vast area.

The two fleeing Nascent Souls were immediately covered by the bloody light before they could escape too far. They let out a shrill scream, and the Nascent Souls immediately shattered and melted, completely annihilating both body and soul.

Wealth and honor are found in danger. The next sentence is life and death in danger!

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