Meng Hao landed a punch. This punch condensed the frustration and anger he felt before his perfect Dao Foundation was taken away, and condensed all the regrets he had cut away.

With one punch, the world collapses!

During the roar, all six arms of this statue with three heads and six arms collapsed, the three heads were instantly torn apart, and the whole body exploded with a bang!

It is impossible to describe what kind of power burst out from this punch. The ten thousand Qingluo Sect disciples all spurted out blood. Their bodies were rolled up one by one. When they appeared in the formation, they were immediately hit by Meng Hao's punch.

The strong wind blew up, withering away his body and destroying his soul.

Meng Hao showed persistence in his eyes, took a step forward, and punched a second time.

The third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch!

With each punch, the surrounding lotus formations would collapse. With each punch, he took ten feet forward. When the ninth punch landed, Meng Hao was already on the edge of the formation. One punch landed... at the ninth level.

The sky collapses!

The lotus flowers all burst into pieces, and the loud noise shook the heaven and earth.

With a bang, 100,000 mountains and 10,000 mountains collapsed and exploded. The Qingluo Sect's mountain-protecting formation finally had a momentary fault at this moment.

At the same time as this fault appeared, Meng Hao's body stepped directly out of the formation and into the black mist of Qingluo Sect.

"Give me Xu Qing!" The moment he stepped into the mist, Meng Hao's voice spread throughout the Qingluo Sect, like a king over the world, carrying indescribable tyranny and madness.

The diffusion of his voice caused the surrounding fog to tumble, revealing a narrow gap. Meng Hao followed the gap and saw at a glance the Ninety-nine Mountains outside the fog. He saw the sky.

In the first mountain, there is a red incense burner with lotus flowers.

There was also a trembling figure sitting cross-legged in the incense burner. He couldn't see clearly, but he was familiar with the smell...

That’s Xu Qing!

It was the Xu Qing who lived and died with him!

Qingluo Sect, hundreds of thousands of disciples are practicing Xu Qing together!!

Lightning roared in Meng Hao's mind, and an indescribable anger instantly rose in his mind, turning into infinite evil energy, condensing his murderous heart.

Kill kill kill!

At this moment, Meng Hao's hatred for the Qingluo Sect has reached the level of sworn hatred. Every disciple of the Qingluo Sect must die!

"Kill him!" The faces of the three elders beside the incense burner all changed at this moment. They did not expect that Meng Hao could actually break through the lotus formation. At this moment, the three elders were shocked, and the old man who had cut the soul with the first sword immediately stood up.

He had a bad temper, his face was gloomy at the moment, and he was flying straight into the air.

"Disciples from the last twenty peaks of a hundred peaks, follow me into the Yinluo Formation and kill this officer!" As he spoke, he walked straight into the mist. At the same time, 30,000 disciples flew on the ground in an instant.

It turns out that the weakest among them is also the foundation, and the strongest is the Nascent Soul.

As they all rushed into the mist, Meng Hao's voice suddenly came out from within the mist, with an unprecedented shrillness.

"Qingluo Sect, Meng swore that in this life... I will destroy your entire Qingluo Sect, the entire southern world, with you or without me!"

Meng Hao's evil intention was overwhelming. When he raised his right hand, the three-tailed flag suddenly appeared, sweeping in all directions and heading straight towards the surrounding black mist. When the rumbling sound echoed, the ancestor of Qingluo Sect's first soul-slaying sword had already stepped into the air.

As soon as I stepped into the mist, the mist seemed to come alive, full of agility.

"Qing Luo Yi, the sky and the earth are bright, I want to fight, seize the sky stars, the first formation!" The voice of the ancestor who cut off the first sword of the soul echoed, 30,000 Qing Luo Sect disciples stepped into the mist one after another, and suddenly the mist rolled, and they formed a formation impressively

Eight black dragons.

These eight black dragons were extremely ferocious. They roared and entwined with each other, enveloped Meng Hao, and rushed straight to devour him in an instant.

A cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, and he looked coldly at the eight black dragons around him. His murderous intent was unprecedentedly strong. Even since he started practicing Taoism, his murderous intent has never been as overwhelming as it is today.

At the moment when the eight black dragons arrived, Meng Hao stepped out in an instant. The three-tailed flags swept across the room, and the black curtain spread, directly rolling towards three of the black dragons. The three-tailed flags emitted a strange light, and countless faces seemed to appear on the flags.

These faces are distorted, showing greed, as if they are bloodthirsty and are going straight to be swallowed by the black dragon.

At the same time, Meng Hao's body swayed, and he appeared in front of a black dragon. Without any hesitation, he raised his right hand and struck with a punch. A loud sound echoed, and the black dragon's body shook violently. As the layers shattered, a shrill roar could be heard.

Out, behind Meng Hao, three black dragons roared towards them, so fast that they were already in front of him almost as soon as he turned his head.

"Demon seal, the eighth ban!" Meng Hao raised his right hand and pointed forward. Immediately, the three black dragons suddenly shook, as if they were directly entangled by countless invisible threads.

"Demon method, seal the soul and extract the soul!" Meng Hao made a seal, with a fierce look in his eyes, and pointed forward again.

With this finger, the three black dragons immediately emitted indescribable shrill roars. Visible to the naked eye, among these three black dragons, there were tens of thousands of monks. Their expressions were twisted and their roars were miserable. Overlapping needs appeared on their bodies. That was their

The soul was pulled out alive!

The three black dragons collapsed immediately, and tens of thousands of corpses suddenly fell.

Fengzheng, this is the technique of the demon sealing master. One thought is to seal, one thought is to be righteous, one thought is to live, and one thought is to die!

It was at this time that the three black dragons entangled by the three-tailed flags also trembled violently, as if they were about to collapse, and the last black dragon suddenly stopped in mid-air. The position of the dragon's head was where Qingluo Sect's first spirit-slaying sword was.

The ancestor transformed and his complexion changed completely.

"Second formation!"

As his words came out, all the black dragons immediately collapsed on their own. The black energy quickly rolled back and completely integrated into the surroundings of the ancestor of the first soul-slaying sword. The more than 10,000 monks who had not died were also shocked.

, comes with the black air.

In the blink of an eye, the black energy transformed into a giant that was a hundred feet in size. This giant was dressed in black armor and looked like a god. After appearing, it roared towards Meng Hao.

"Die to me!" the giant spoke, and the voices of thousands of people inside echoed in unison. In the earth-shattering movement, the hundreds of thousands of mountains on the earth released a majestic aura, covering the giant's body, causing his body to expand again and transform into

Five hundred feet!

Compared with him, Meng Hao was extremely short, like an ant.

Meng Hao glanced at the approaching giant, his eyes became more cold and stern, especially because Xu Qing inside the incense burner did not know whether he was alive or dead, which made Meng Hao anxious, but he knew that he could not walk into the Qing Dynasty without killing the formation.

Luo Zongnei.

"Death!" the giant roared, raising his hands, blasting towards Meng Hao on the left and right sides of Meng Hao, as if he was going to kill Meng Hao in the palm of his hand. He was so fast that he was close in the blink of an eye.

Meng Hao did not dodge, but raised his hands at the same time. The moment the giant's palms came slapping, they directly touched his hands.

During the roar, from the outside looking in, Meng Hao's figure was submerged in the giant's huge hands, but the one who was trembling... was this giant.

The giant's body was trembling, and his expression showed disbelief and even more shock.

"What kind of body is this?!" Beside the incense burner, the ancestor who had cut off the spirit for the second time suddenly stood up, showing his shock.

"Don't be impatient. This formation has three changes, and now it's just the second change." The ancestor of the Third Ling Zhan Sword said calmly.

Almost at the same time as they spoke, the giant's hands collapsed. When the black mist dispersed, Meng Hao walked out of it, unscathed. He walked straight towards the giant, raised his right hand, and landed a punch.

Roaring to the sky, the giant immediately spoke and exhaled a breath of mist. When Meng Hao was blocked, his body quickly retreated, and the figure of the ancestor who had cut the soul with the first sword in his eyebrows transformed. With fear and horror, he suddenly roared.

"The third formation!" As soon as he spoke, his huge body suddenly dispersed, turning into infinite black mist, heading straight for Meng Hao, covering him in an instant, suddenly rolling and shrinking, turning into a huge ball, roaring

Suddenly, a black flame was ignited, shrinking violently, as if it was going to refine Meng Hao who was surrounded within it.

Keep shrinking, one hundred feet, fifty feet, thirty feet, ten feet...

"The third transformation, combined with Mo Li's cultivation, is enough to trap and kill a strong person with the second Soul-Slaying Sword. Even if this person's body is strong, softness can overcome strength, and he cannot escape." Next to the incense burner, the third Soul-Severing Sword was executed.

The ancestor spoke calmly.

Next to him, another Spirit-Slaying Ancestor also had a smile on his face, deeply convinced.

"Everything can be refined within the Luoyin Formation, but it is a pity... this is not alchemy. Otherwise, if this person could be refined into an elixir, it would also be a treasure elixir."

While the two were chatting and laughing, suddenly, a roar rose from the sky, and their expressions suddenly changed. When they both raised their heads, the faces of the hundreds of thousands of Qingluo Sect disciples below also changed drastically.

I saw that the huge black fog ball in the sky had shrunk to three feet. Suddenly, an extremely evil and earth-shaking aura was released directly from the three-foot fog ball.

The evil of this aura is indescribable, and there is also a gloomy coldness. Faintly, everyone can see that a ferocious figure suddenly appears in the three-foot fog ball.

This is not a human figure, but a flower!

A flower that seems to hide various colors!

The branches and leaves danced, the petals swayed, and when the breath suddenly came out, the mist ball couldn't hold on, and instantly roared, collapsed and exploded. At the same time, countless flesh and blood flew out of it. They were the corpses of Qingluo Sect's disciples, and there was an old figure.

, with fear, horror, and disbelief, fled quickly.

He is the ancestor of the first spirit-killing sword.

"Help me!!" he yelled as he escaped.

But before he could escape too far and before anyone could take action, a black branch rushed out in an instant and wrapped directly around the old man. With a fierce tug, the old man immediately let out a shrill roar and his body

He was pulled back directly, grabbed by Meng Hao, and strangled around his neck.

Meng Hao walked out step by step. Behind him was a five-color flower from the other shore, which was twenty feet in size. It was swaying crazily, floating and following!
Chapter completed!