Killing rises!

The tribesmen of the Wushen tribe roared out one by one, excited, especially the old people who had followed Meng Hao in migrating all the way. Their blood was burning again, as if they had returned to the past years, showing in the blood and fire.

The brilliance of life.

And those tribesmen who have appeared for more than a hundred years are also feeling the burning of their blood at this moment. Those stories about migration that were once circulated among the older generation seem to be appearing in front of their eyes at this moment. They are no longer pictures, but become

Got real.

The Wushen Tribe is no longer the five tribes of the Crowshen back then, nor is it a group that needs to be protected by Meng Hao alone during the migration. Today's Wushen Tribe is an existence that even most of the Celestials must use all their strength to exterminate.

And their rush out, the rise of murderous intent, the strength and madness to the core of existence, at this moment, exploded.

Tens of thousands of Crow God tribe members all rushed out, as well as numerous monster groups, big hairs, barbarian giants, tribe's Nascent Soul monks, and those totems, all appeared and rushed into the Tian Cong tribe.

The roaring continued and the fighting raged.

When Meng Hao raised his right hand in mid-air, the third black nail appeared in the palm of his hand. After putting it away, Meng Hao's eyes flashed with cold light.

The blood mastiff roared, and its body disappeared in an instant. It was not killing people, but it turned into a dazzling red light in an instant. This red light was like a huge cover, directly covering all directions.

Seal the Tiancong tribe’s retreat!

However, when the blood mastiff transformed into a red seal, the parrot on Meng Hao's shoulder suddenly had its eyes gleaming, staring straight at the mastiff's figure. It opened its mouth. It seemed that its whole body was shocked. Then there was a strong feeling.

Interest suddenly ignited in his eyes.

At the same time, every time the seven purple sea giants waved their bodies, a shocking red light came out. Wherever they passed, all the bodies of the monks were wiped out, and hundreds of thousands of ghosts were brought with them endless cold air.

The area and all vitality disappeared.

This is a total massacre!

The people of the Wushen tribe also became the sharp blades in this massacre, roaring and charging forward with ferocity, revenge, and irreconcilable determination.

Meng Hao swayed forward, and in an instant, he appeared next to a Yuanying monk. This Yuanying monk was an old woman, wearing a green robe. Her face was pale at the moment, and the whole world was suddenly shocked by Meng Hao's appearance.

The drastic change was completely shocking. She looked at the killings around her and her scalp immediately went numb. Just as she was about to retreat, her mind was shaken and she noticed Meng Hao's figure.

The old woman's eyes contracted strongly, and she bit the tip of her tongue without hesitation and spurted out blood. She raised her right hand and slapped it on the storage bag. She immediately took out dozens of magic weapons. At this critical moment, the old woman was desperate.

, with the appearance of the magic weapon, the light of the totems all over her body transformed into various totems. At the same time, her body withered rapidly, as if most of her life had been forced out as a result of cultivation.

The roar echoed and the old woman looked ferocious. At that moment, Meng Hao looked indifferent and did not dodge at all. When he stepped forward, he grabbed the air with his right hand, held the magic gun in his hand, and shot forward with a roar.

This shot caused a huge noise, tearing apart all the magic weapons and disintegrating all the old woman's totem shadows. The shot pierced the old woman's eyebrows and passed directly through.

The old woman opened her eyes wide and looked at Meng Hao blankly. Her body collapsed and exploded with a bang. Her Nascent Soul was about to run away with weakness, but Meng Hao grabbed it with his left hand and grabbed it fiercely.

pinch.

This scene immediately caused the three Totem Saint Ancestors to grit their teeth and attack Meng Hao. They all took a breath. The three alien monsters were immediately horrified. Just as they were about to retreat, Meng Hao turned around, his eyes like lightning.

"Thunder." Amidst the fierce fighting on the surrounding battlefields, Meng Hao's voice was not loud and seemed insignificant. But the moment his voice came out, the heaven and earth roared, and seven huge thunder and lightning suddenly appeared from the void with a roar.

These were seven red lightning bolts, carrying the meaning of heavenly catastrophe. When they arrived, they seemed to contain Meng Hao's will and went straight to the three totem ancestors. The three strange monsters were immediately horrified and showed no hesitation.

Their respective magical powers suddenly appeared on their bodies in a variety of colors, and among the layers of protection, there was even more evil spirit.

But... in the blink of an eye, these three strange monsters let out shrill screams, and red lightning roared in, like a thunder breaking through all means, all magical powers, all spells, all destroyed, and in the roar, these three totems were strange

The demon could not dodge or avoid, and was directly submerged by seven red lightnings.

Only the sound of thunder shook the entire battlefield, causing everyone to take a breath and look completely horrified when they saw this scene.

Especially the people of the Tiancon tribe, especially the Yuanying monks of the Tiancon tribe who have become the totem saints, their expressions changed drastically, with fear in their eyes. Some of them swayed and left the battlefield without hesitation, thinking

If you want to escape, when you touch the red barriers around you, you will scream and your body will immediately dissipate and melt.

This place...has long since become a desperate place!

The high priest of the Tiancon tribe, this white-haired old man with a faint sense of immortality, held a huge wooden staff in his hand and wore a gray robe. His body was shaking at the moment, and his eyes showed despair, but soon, this

The despair disappeared and was replaced by incomparable determination.

"People of the Tiancon tribe, hold on, our ancestor will definitely come to save us!"

As soon as his words came out, the Tiancon tribe members in the battlefield, who were frightened by Meng Hao's power, seemed to have a fire of hope ignited in their eyes.

"The ancestor is on the way. He will come to kill this official and this tribe. I, the Tiancon tribe, will never perish!" The chief of the Tiancon tribe, this one is wearing a purple robe and has the same white hair.

But his eyes were full of fierceness. The old man, whose cultivation was comparable to that of the Totem Saint Ancestor and who had entered the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul, took a deep breath at this moment and his voice spread throughout the battlefield.

Zhang Wenzu took a deep breath. The words of the clan leader and the high priest made him feel calmer. His face was gloomy, his eyes revealed a touch of sarcasm, and he looked at Meng Hao from a distance.

"The ancestor will definitely come, not to mention that we are one of the three major tribes of the Heavenly Alliance. What Meng Hao is provoking is not my Tiancong tribe, but the entire Heavenly Alliance!

There are three great spirit-slaying ancestors, and this person... will definitely die!"

Meng Hao's body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he raised his right hand in the air and grabbed the necks of the totem monsters one by one. This was a humanoid monster. After being caught by Meng Hao, he was about to struggle, but as Meng Hao said calmly,

With the word "fire", its whole body instantly burned with black flames. This flame seemed to contain indescribable heat. In an instant, amid the shrill screams, the alien monster turned into ashes in Meng Hao's hands.

.

Meng Hao didn't even look at the dead alien monster. He heard the words of the Tiancon tribe leader and the priest, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"Are you waiting for Huyan old man..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he looked directly at the Tiancon tribe chief hundreds of feet away, separated by a large crowd of people.

The moment he looked at the old man in purple robes, the hair on the head of the Tiancon tribe in purple robes immediately stood up on his body. A strong life and death crisis immediately appeared in his mind, and he also looked at Meng Hao.

The moment he looked at Meng Hao, his mind was suddenly shaken, and he secretly thought something was wrong. The action he looked at was completely subconscious. But the moment their eyes touched, the leader of the Tiancon tribe immediately buzzed in his mind, and there was a strong feeling.

The stinging pain was like sharp knives contained in Meng Hao's eyes, blasting into his mind along his own eyes, killing his mind in an instant.

In the midst of this buzzing, Tiancong tribe leader was bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes were blank, but his body kept retreating.

"Meng doesn't know whether the old man from Huyan will come, but you won't be able to wait, that's for sure." When Meng Hao spoke, he stepped forward.

"Protect the clan leader!!" The other tribesmen around him also noticed this scene, and when they were frightened, they immediately protected their clan leader, and many Nascent Soul monks and totem monsters rushed over.

Meng Hao smiled slightly and left in an instant, heading straight towards the Heavenly Clan Lord.

They were roaring and fighting all the way. None of the tribesmen could stop Meng Hao in the slightest. He raised a finger on his right hand, and a Nascent Soul cultivator who came next to him was tapped between his eyebrows. Blood spurted out. When his body roared and fell back, Meng Hao had already

After walking a hundred feet, he waved his big sleeves and said the word "wind". Immediately, the wind roared around Meng Hao, turning into a whirlwind and shaking the surroundings. Suddenly, seven or eight Nascent Soul monks and totems were rushing towards him.

The demon immediately spurted blood and retreated.

In the entire battlefield, no one could stop Meng Hao. As Meng Hao stepped forward, he was another hundred feet away. He raised his right hand and pressed it downwards. Immediately, a wave of frosty soil spread instantly, causing the monks who were rushing around him to rush forward one by one.

It roared immediately, and the whole body trembled, as if it was frozen or buried!

Meng Hao took the third step, another hundred feet. When he appeared, he was already in front of the leader of the Tiancong tribe who was retreating. When the people around him rushed in desperately, he was still standing in front of the Tiancong tribe leader.

The clan leader's eyes finally regained consciousness, and for a moment of despair, Meng Hao raised his right hand and pressed forward lightly.

"gold!"

As soon as he spoke the word, Meng Hao's right hand immediately released a monstrous golden light. This light spread across the entire battlefield in an instant. When it disappeared in the blink of an eye, the clan leader of the Tiancong tribe had completely turned into a golden statue.

With a bang, the statue fell to the ground below, motionless, maintaining the despair of life... This scene immediately made all the Tiancong tribe members stay there, trembling, as if they were in the middle of winter.

"Holy Ancestor!!"

"Holy Ancestor!!" The tribesmen of the Wushen tribe were even more excited. Their roars echoed in all directions. In this roar, they vented their previous anger and grievances. In this roar, they contained their feelings for

Tian followed the tribe and determined to exterminate the clan.

Since you want to destroy my entire tribe, then I will destroy your entire tribe!
Chapter completed!