At this moment, Meng Hao was standing in the sky. Above him, the crack in the sky was shocking.

The Blood Demon Sect disciples all around looked up at Meng Hao. No matter who they were, their hearts were shaken at this moment. Meng Hao was the only one in their eyes.

Even the soul-slaying monks of the Blood Demon Sect, at this moment, the awe in their hearts turned into a mark.

In the silence of the entire Blood Demon Sect, suddenly, a vicissitudes of voice suddenly came from the Blood Demon Mountain in the middle.

The hoarse voice seemed to contain endless years, echoing in all directions and falling into the ears of every Blood Demon Sect disciple.

"Meng Hao was born in the Kingdom of Zhao in the Southern Territory three hundred years ago. He was originally a scholar..."

"By chance, I embarked on the path of spiritual practice, built the foundation perfectly, built nine Taoist platforms, and formed the killing elixir!"

This voice belonged to the ancestor of the Blood Demon. During the echo, every monk in the Blood Demon Sect listened attentively. When he mentioned the Zhao Kingdom in the Southern Territory, Wang Youcai looked guilty and recalled that the Zhao Kingdom was also his hometown.

"Then, when we stepped into the Southern Territory, the Song family recruited a son-in-law, and won the first prize in one fell swoop. They gave up their status as son-in-law of the Song family and joined the Ziyun Sect!"

"In the Ziyun Sect, with his method of alchemy, he has achieved astonishing heights. The Zilu Alchemist is even called...the Master of Alchemy Cauldron!"

As soon as the blood demon's words came out, the entire blood demon sect could no longer maintain silence at this moment, and there was a roaring sound. All eyes stared at Meng Hao again in an instant, looking at the calm-looking figure in the air,

The sound of inhaling comes and goes.

"Meng Hao...I remembered, he is Meng Hao, he was the Alchemy Master of Ziyun Sect back then!"

"Oh my God, I saw an elixir with the mark of an alchemy cauldron at an auction last year, and it sold for a sky-high price!"

"It's him!! Master Danding!!"

"I remembered, this Meng Hao caused a big disaster back then. He has disappeared since then!"

When everyone looked at Meng Hao, the enthusiasm in their eyes instantly became much stronger. They were impressed by Meng Hao's cultivation before, but now, in the shock of Meng Hao's experience, they admired him even more from the bottom of their hearts.

Li Shiqi looked at Meng Hao silently, and some memories from the past appeared in her mind.

"Building a foundation can kill the formation of pills, and formation of pills can kill the Yuanying. You all heard about Meng Hao back then. He left the Southern Territory and went to the Mo soil. He rose up in the Mo soil and stepped into the Western Desert.

During the Purple Rain catastrophe, with one man's power, he led a tribe and killed countless people, making his name famous in the Western Desert!"

"Then, he was immersed in the purple sea of ​​all things corruptible. He realized the great path and entered the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul!"

The voice of the blood demon ancestor still echoed through the vicissitudes of life. It reached the ears of all the disciples and caused a huge wave. They looked at Meng Hao in disbelief. Meng Hao's experience was like a legend to them.

Even the direct disciples of the Spirit-Slaying Patriarch who were hostile to Meng Hao before they sat down now looked at Meng Hao with respect and enthusiasm in their eyes.

"He actually had such an experience!"

"Compared with him, we feel like we are living in comfort. Even if we kill a lot of people on weekdays, compared with him...our experience is nothing!"

Meng Hao was silent, listening to the Blood Demon Ancestor talking about his past. It was as if he was listening to another person's story. Meng Hao was not surprised that the Blood Demon Ancestor knew him so well.

"At that time, Meng Hao was the Nascent Soul Dzogchen, but he fought with the monk who cut off the soul with the first sword, wiped out the opponent's tribe, and fought with this monk, causing a sensation in the Motu and the Western Desert.

It's a pity that this battle didn't last long, and the news didn't spread too far, so he went to the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect!

I don’t know what’s going on in the Demonic Immortal Ancient Sect, but I know one thing, that place… is so bright because of him!”

"While out of the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect, Meng Hao met the tenth ancestor of the Wang family, and beheaded his clone. He was forced into the Tianhe Sea, fought with him several times, and was finally taken away from his cultivation and turned into a mortal!"

When the Blood Demon Ancestor said this, the sound of breathing around them was like a sound wave. Everyone's disbelief reached the extreme. They thought that Meng Hao's experience before was already a legend, but now, it turned out to be even more tortuous.

!

"Actually...became a mortal?"

"He lost his cultivation before? He was an enemy of the peak of Daozong, Shaozong... very human!"

"He lost his cultivation, but now it looks like he is extremely powerful. What happened in the meantime?"

The surrounding buzzing echoed, and the third ancestor of Demon Fire was also shocked. The ancestor Xuantian next to him also showed shock when he looked at Meng Hao, especially the hunchbacked old man on the fifth peak, whose eyes were even more strange.

The charming woman next to him, as well as other direct disciples from the mountain, had obviously heard of these things for the first time. At this moment, they were all breathing rapidly and looking intently at the calm Meng Hao in the air. Faintly, they seemed to be following Meng Hao.

I saw a hint of loneliness on my body.

Wang Youcai looked at Meng Hao blankly. He knew the story behind it, but he didn't know the details.

Meng Hao remained silent. He knew that the blood demon ancestor even knew about his encounter with the tenth ancestor of the Wang family in the Tianhe Sea. Meng Hao also had no doubts. Everything about the Qingluo Sect had already been explained.

And obviously, the Blood Demon Ancestor did not hide anything from Meng Hao. If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not.

"Meng Hao, who became a mortal, chose the Cave of Rebirth!"

"In the Rebirth Cave, his Taoist companion gave everything. In the end, he passed away, cut off the second sword, and became the first person under Wenwen, while his Taoist companion was suppressed in Qingluo Sect!"

"In the Qingluo Sect, Meng Hao killed tens of thousands of Qingluo Sect's disciples with one man's power, beheaded several soul-slaying monks, and finally fought against the Qingluo Sect's first ancestor, the Six Paths!"

"In this battle, if I take action, we will have the Young Sect of the Blood Demon Sect, Meng Hao!"

"This is his story, you... who is not convinced?" The vicissitudes of the Blood Demon Ancestor's voice came out, echoing in the Blood Demon Sect, causing every disciple who heard it to feel a huge wave of emotions in their hearts.

They were shocked by Meng Hao's experience, shocked by the path Meng Hao had traveled, and even more so, they felt a strong enthusiasm for Meng Hao's cultivation, his life, and everything about him. At this moment, they had a strong fanaticism.

Even the third ancestor of Demon Fire and the ancestor of Xuantian were shocked at this moment and suddenly understood everything.

The seven direct disciples of Xuantian Ancestor on the second peak, the young man holding a fan on the fourth peak, and the charming woman on the fifth peak all looked at Meng Hao with intense emotions in their minds.

of shock.

They completely understood how powerful Meng Hao was, a kind of terror that was superior to the geniuses.

Even in their opinion, such a person is not only well-deserved to become a Young Sect, but even the Blood Demon Sect would find it difficult to have such a Young Sect.

This is clearly someone who can start a sect!

At this moment, everyone turned towards Meng Hao, clasped their fists and bowed.

"Meet the young master!"

Meng Hao's cultivation suppressed everyone's dissatisfied thoughts, and his experience shocked the last trace of rebellion in everyone's hearts. At present, Meng Hao, following the words of the Blood Demon Ancestor, has become a veritable leader in the Blood Demon Sect.

The... Shaozong!

Meng Hao didn't speak. He raised his right hand and waved, and immediately the ninth mountain of black and white beads disappeared. At the same time, the soul of the second iron-blood ancestor was also released by Meng Hao without actually erasing it.

The souls of these two people were trembling at this moment. They saw everything happening in the outside world in the black and white beads, and also heard the words of the blood demon ancestor. At this moment, they no longer had the slightest intention of provoking Meng Hao, but had a deep feeling.

With deep awe, he, along with the others, bowed to Meng Hao.

Meng Hao glanced at the people of the Blood Demon Sect, turned around in silence, and walked towards the distance. He did not choose any of the five peaks. Instead, outside the five peaks, he found a valley with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Here,

Lived down.

And this originally nameless valley, because of Meng Hao's residence, has become a holy place in the minds of all Blood Demon Sect disciples, second only to the peak where the Blood Demon Ancestor is.

There are disciples who are willing to come here to protect it, making this valley an extremely important area for the Blood Demon Sect.

Wang Youcai, in particular, was so famous in the Blood Demon Sect because of Meng Hao that even the hunchbacked old man from the Fifth Peak personally came forward to accept Wang Youcai as his disciple.

This made Wang Youcai directly become the direct disciple of the Fifth Peak, and his identity was completely different from before.

The valley where Meng Hao is located is privately known as... Shaozong Valley among Blood Demon Sect disciples.

The Shaozong likes to be quiet, so no one dares to step into the Shaozong Valley without a summons.

Time passed, and ninety-nine and eighty-one days later, there was a wooden house in the valley where Meng Hao was located. It was surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and green grass everywhere, and it looked like a paradise.

At this moment, in front of him, there was a woman lying there, her eyes closed, her face beautiful, her body exuding the aura of a fairy, her skin white and flawless.

Meng Hao looked at the woman and waited silently.

As the sun set, the woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was gathering the strength to open her eyes. After a while, she slowly... opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, there was confusion in her eyes, as if countless memories were appearing in her mind at this moment, lingering for a long time. After a while, the confusion disappeared and turned into clarity. After that, she saw

When he arrived, he was sitting next to him, always looking at him softly...Meng Hao.

Xu Qing looked at Meng Hao with a gentle expression and smiled.

Her smile was beautiful. When she smiled, she gently sat up and raised her right hand to touch Meng Hao's face.

"It feels so good to be able to wake up..."

Meng Hao looked at Xu Qing with the same smile, but deep in his eyes, there was sadness, because such a scene only lasted ninety-nine years.

"In these ninety-nine years, I will not leave this valley, I will only stay with you... until reincarnation." Xu Qing said softly.

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Chapter completed!