Soul word export!

At this moment, all the northern monks in the whirlpool around Meng Hao let out the last shrill screams of their lives. Their bodies had dried up, their cultivation had dissipated, and at this moment, the strongest wave in their lives...

The pain came in an instant, like a tide that drowned them in an instant.

The eyes are dark, the world is no longer there, and life...is no longer there!

A large number of mournful dead war spirits flew out from their seven orifices. Every body here had their heads raised, their faces were sunken, their eyes were gray, their mouths were open, and they were motionless.

Their souls flew out and condensed in the vortex, forming a storm of souls, which made everyone who saw this scene feel intense shock.

"Evil law, this is evil law!!"

"Such a vicious magical power must be a demonic method!!" The Northland monks around him all trembled. Their hearts were filled with fear in the blink of an eye, especially in this storm of souls. Meng Hao pressed his right hand on the ground and raised his head.

At this time, his long white hair was fluttering, and his eyes showed a ruthless and cold light.

His pale complexion made his whole person look like a demon, and the fighting spirits around him seemed to be enslaved and unable to escape from Meng Hao's surroundings.

In the sky, the old man in animal skin appeared in the form of a roc. He took a breath. As he was shocked by this scene, murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Fierce flames surged into the sky. He transformed into a roc and came straight towards Meng Hao.

"Pretend to be a ghost, die!"

Meng Hao's eyes flashed with light. The moment the old man arrived, his right hand suddenly lifted from the ground, as if a storm had arisen. When he lifted it up, the whirlpool of souls around him roared. Countless fighting souls condensed to form a line.

The long river goes straight to Dapeng.

The roar echoed, and the old man who was as strong as an animal skin couldn't help but blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His body could not maintain the appearance of a roc, and after turning into a human form again, he backed away.

As for Meng Hao, blood spurted out. The ground below him crackled with his body as the center, and cracks appeared one after another.

Almost all the fighting spirits around him collapsed and turned into little bits of soul light. They came towards Meng Hao and were sucked into his body in the blink of an eye. Meng Hao clearly felt that he seemed to have touched... the fifth level of the blood demon body.

threshold.

"We still need more souls!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed. Before the old man came again, the thunder cauldron in his hand flashed. His body swayed in an instant, and he changed places with a northern monk in the distance.

When he appeared, he was once again in the army of Northland monks. He pressed his right hand against the ground, the vortex roared out, and the blood demon's body spread out again.

It was as if the Northland monks were nothing more than nutrients to him, something he needed to fight against the peak of Dao Dao. As they were absorbed, the screams came out again, and all the energy, blood, and cultivation skills were used to make Meng Hao's physical body here.

Even stronger, it has already broken through the middle stage of Wendao and reached the level of late stage of Wendao.

And due to this absorption, his cultivation level surpassed that of Soul-Slaying, and temporarily entered the realm of Taoism. Surrounded by rules and regulations, Meng Hao... became more and more courageous as he fought!

Blood Demon**, best suited for group battles!

The more enemies there are, the more invincible you become!

The old man in animal skin roared in mid-air, and as his body swayed, this time he did not transform into a roc, but into a huge black python. His huge head suddenly descended, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed Meng Hao in one gulp.

At the moment when the big mouth came, in the whirlpool where Meng Hao was, the thousands of Northland monks screamed in horror, their bodies withered, their cultivation dissipated, and they were about to die...

"Soul" Meng Hao suddenly spoke. In the roar, the bodies of these thousands of monks immediately collapsed and exploded, and their souls suddenly flew out.

At this moment, Meng Hao's body also disappeared in an instant. The moment the huge python came, it appeared in the distance, and the blood demon vortex formed again.

The old man in the animal skin was furious, but no matter what he did, he could not stop Meng Hao who was holding the thunder cauldron. The flexibility and teleportation that frightened him were simply difficult to contain.

"Damn it, Meng Hao, do you dare to fight me?"

Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the old man in the animal skin, and he stopped chasing him and headed straight towards the army of monks from the Southern Region.

"If you don't come out to fight, I will kill your Southern Region monk!"

Meng Hao paused, raised his right hand and waved it around. When the blood demon appeared again, the thunder cauldron in his hand flashed with lightning. This time, it was the old man in animal skin.

The two bodies were in mid-air, and when they intertwined for an instant, the body of the old man in animal skin... was suddenly pulled into Meng Hao's whirlpool.

Meng Hao was in mid-air, looking coldly at the old man in animal skin.

"If you want to fight, then fight!" The moment Meng Hao spoke, he stretched out his arms. Immediately, within the whirlpools he had formed before, the Northland monks screamed in agony, and their energy and blood rushed out.

, allowing Meng Hao's body to reach the peak of power at this moment.

During the roar, the body of the old man with animal skin also withered a little, but he rushed out forcefully, and when he approached Meng Hao, he punched him away.

"die!"

Meng Hao raised his right hand, swung it forward, and left in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the two men dueled each other a hundred times in mid-air. The roaring sound was earth-shattering, echoing in all directions. The old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and two arrows flew out from his eyes.

A golden bird roared loudly and headed straight for Meng Hao.

And his body seemed to have turned into a top. During the rotation, he raised his right leg and dropped it towards Meng Hao's head. Once he was hit, Meng Hao would be seriously injured.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed with cold light and he spoke calmly.

"Spiritual Vein!"

Immediately, on the ground, the northern monks who were enveloped in the bloody whirlpool heard screams again. Their bodies lost all their cultivation one by one, drifting from their mouths and noses, heading straight for Meng Hao, and formed around Meng Hao.

The storm and endless cultivation came, and Meng Hao's cultivation was strengthened to the peak of Dao Dao!

While making the seal, Meng Hao raised his right hand and pointed towards the sky.

"Ninth Mountain!"

"Suppression!"

In the roar, the ninth mountain in the sky appeared. The mountain was majestic and infinite, just like a real mountain. There were rules and laws lingering on it, affecting the sky, making the earth tremble, and the pressure was overwhelming. It went straight towards the old man in animal skin and blasted away.

.

The old man in animal skin looked up to the sky and roared, his body expanded instantly, and turned into a giant like a mountain. He raised his arms and violently supported himself towards the approaching ninth mountain.

With a bang, the Ninth Mountain fell, and the old man in animal skin spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body made a rattling sound, but he actually fought against the transformed Ninth Mountain.

"Soul!" When Meng Hao suddenly spoke with a cold light in his eyes, the Northland monks in the earth vortex died immediately. When their bodies fell, the fighting souls flew out from their seven orifices and went straight to Meng Hao.

There were too many souls, but they all merged into Meng Hao's body in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Meng Hao's mind exploded, the fifth level of the blood demon body... suddenly opened!!

At this moment, Meng Hao's cultivation level did not change. However, his combat power became much stronger in an instant!

His hair is flying. His body is like a demon, and the light exposed by his eyes is like the sun. On this battlefield, above his figure, black mist is billowing into the sky, as if it wants to cover the sky.

He took a deep breath, took a step forward, and went straight to the old man in the animal skin. The old man in the animal skin roared, and his hands shook violently, as if there was some kind of pattern. With the vibration, the Ninth Mountain, which he was holding, blinked.

There was a clicking sound, and at this moment, it suddenly collapsed and fell into pieces.

"Little bastard!" Blood spilled from the corner of the animal-skin old man's mouth, and the ninth mountain collapsed. He paid a heavy price. At this moment, his body swayed, and he suddenly transformed into a white tiger, roaring towards Meng Hao.

This time, Meng Hao didn't avoid it at all. The two of them approached each other in an instant, and the roaring duel happened at the moment they touched each other.

"Qi and blood!" Meng Hao said calmly. Immediately, a vortex appeared in the palm of his right hand. This vortex touched the arm of the old man in animal skin. Suddenly, his entire arm was skin and bones in the blink of an eye!

This scene was so shocking that the expression of the old man in animal skin changed drastically, he took a breath, and the white tiger he transformed into trembled all over and galloped back.

Meng Hao's eyes were filled with murderous intent. How could he let the old man in animal skin retreat like this? He suddenly approached and appeared behind the old man in animal skin. He swirled the palm of his right hand and pressed towards his back.

"Get out!!" The old man in animal skin yelled, and his body immediately radiated cultivation, forming a layer of air explosion that exploded in all directions. Meng Hao snorted coldly, and continued to press without changing his palm.

"Spiritual Vein!"

With a bang, it was not the energy and blood that was sucked this time, but the cultivation. Its terrifying energy explosion seemed to collapse when it touched Meng Hao's right hand, and the infinite power of cultivation was instantly absorbed by Meng Hao's palm.

The scalp of the old man in animal skin was numb. He never expected that Meng Hao's technique could actually shake him like this. In just two contacts, he lost 10% of his cultivation and energy. This matter had a profound impact on him.

It's too scary for me, so I have to retreat regardless of everything.

Meng Hao immediately chased him out, and the two of them had a roaring duel in mid-air. The old man in animal skin roared repeatedly and did not dare to get close. He could only be bombarded and quickly backed away when blood spurted out.

Meng Hao's expression was cold and murderous.

This scene seemed unbelievable to outsiders. It was obvious that the old man in animal skin was unable to fight against Meng Hao, and he fled as if he was beaten with blood spurting out.

"Save me!!" The old man in animal skin was trembling. His body was almost skin and bones, and as much as 40% of his cultivation had been sucked away. He was facing a crisis.

When the Northland cultivator was shaken, the other five Northland cultivators in the sky were all shocked again. Meng Hao's killing of the red-robed boy previously shocked them, but they all thought that it was Meng Hao who killed the red-robed boy.

It was just a trick. Until this moment, they were shocked by Meng Hao.

Just as they were about to send out their own hands to rescue him, the withered characters suddenly shone beside Meng Hao, and the gray light dispersed, immediately stopping these people at their peak.

Don't dare to get close!

This is also the reason why Meng Hao does not use the withered talisman again. This talisman... its biggest role now is to intimidate others to rescue him!

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Ahhh!! So sad. Today, countless Taoist friends came to ask me why in Ergen’s official public prestige, in the video, I was holding a banana in my hand... That was really not a banana, it was an ebony one.

Bookmark!!

How could I shoot a video with a banana in my hand... I beg all fellow Taoists to go to Ergen's official backing sect and take another look and help Ergen prove...

That cliff is not a banana!! I am a man, playing with a banana in my hand... Thinking about it, I feel chills all over~~ Especially just now my wife suddenly asked me: "What are you doing with a banana in the video?" ?”
Chapter completed!