"How is it? I've already understood what I said. If you don't understand, then we'll fight to the death."

Kicking away a corpse with a twisted facial features, Hong Meng walked into Hong Zheng's side, hoping to support the burly mountain that was about to fall. This was an extremely tragic and sad scene. In the setting sun, the cold wind blew, causing people to have a cold and cold war.

“Huhu”

With the big sword swing, Hong Zheng's slow movements could be avoided even by a child, and even with a bare hands. It was a subconscious killing and blocking action. It was conceivable that Hong Zheng was already in an extremely dangerous state. He stood still and was unyielding, and there was only a blood-filled obsession in his heart, killing!

"It's me, the patriarch."

Hong Meng was half choked and stood ten feet away from Hong Zheng. He didn't dare to take another step forward, for fear that Hong Zheng would make subconscious actions again and then move towards the endless abyss of death. His heart was trembling, and he didn't expect that Hong Zheng, who was passionate now, had become like this.

"Do you think you can still escape?"

With great strides forward, Qing Mingyu gradually approached Hong Meng. He had recovered most of his life. As long as he confronted him for another quarter of an hour, the situation would immediately reverse. Even without the help of the guests, he believed that Hong Meng could be captured alive by himself. Three feet away, he did not move forward anymore, but said coldly: "Surrender obediently, you have no room for resistance, and Hong Zheng is already a chopping board fish, what else do you want?"

The cold wind blew Hong Meng's messy hair. He slowly twisted his body, his eyes flashed with sharp cold light, and he rushed towards Qing Mingyu. At this time, there was no way out. He could only kill. His heart moved secretly, "Sacred Tree, go and entangle these minions, I will deal with Qing Mingyu!"

‘Swoosh’

A faint green phantom suddenly appeared beside the guests of the Qing family. While one of the guests was not paying attention, they directly smashed their heads and then rushed to other guests of the Qing family. It had been awakened by the terrifying fluctuations of the war, but was just watching the battle. After Hong Meng issued an order, he knew that he and Hong Meng lived and died, so he fought desperately.

"What?"

The Qing family guests were unknown, so a few people died inexplicably. Seeing the power of the Ghost Green Phantom, they also launched an attack one by one and chased the sacred tree. In an instant, mysterious energy spread everywhere, and terrifying mysterious energy fluctuations spread on the battlefield again.

The chaotic mysterious energy flew everywhere, shattering the pillars from time to time, and even the bluestone slabs on the ground. The attack range of the sacred tree was extremely wide. He ran around, sometimes east and west, so he could entangle these guests of the Qing family. However, he himself also had a considerable consumption. If he had not been nourished by the essence in his body's torso, he would have been wiped out long ago.

There were wailing sounds everywhere, and the shadow of the sacred tree was elusive, so he could not be sure to appear where he would be in the next moment. He took the opportunity to hide in a large tree surrounded by thick trees, and then drained the essence. Finally, he shook it down.

"Flash!"

Someone shouted, but unfortunately the tree fell in an instant. He mercilessly mixed up two or three guests who had not yet had time to escape. Then the sacred tree rushed forward and completely killed the people.

"It's a very good thing." Qing Mingyu's expression changed suddenly. He didn't expect Hong Meng to have this trick. However, looking at the dozens of Taixu Realm guests, he hurriedly reminded him: "Be careful!"

Taking advantage of Qing Mingyu's opportunity to speak, Hong Meng suddenly rolled on the ground and picked up a long sword full of gaps. Then he bounced his figure and the sharp sword tip went straight towards his throat.

Qing Mingyu sneered, and when the sword came, he instantly used his hands to strangle the sword's attack, forming a stalemate.

Hong Meng held the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed forward fiercely, but only forced Qing Mingyu back three steps. Then he saw that Qing Mingyu's hands that strangled the sharp tip of the sword suddenly turned red like a soldering iron, and a trace of white mist emanated from the long sword...,

"hiss"

He gasped and saw that the iron sword, which was originally dazzling in cold light, turned red at this moment. Later, because Hong Meng used too much force, the sword jumped and broke into the air. Hong Meng took the opportunity to stabilize his body and used the Earth-shaking Demon Bull Art again to fight with the guy in close combat.

"Moo—"

A long roar shook the past and present, as if he had traveled through the vast time and space, reaching Qing Mingyu's mind. Before he could react, his dizzy state came again after his ears feedback. Immediately afterwards, a spiritual attack like a wave suddenly came, and rushed towards his lonely island of Canghai!

"ah--"

The screams tear the sky and the earth, Qing Mingyu waved his arms brutally, but he could not attack Hong Meng. The huge spiritual consciousness that rolled in seemed endless, attacking his fragile Niwan Palace, where his whole body was full of thoughts.

In an instant, the hills shattered, the four-dimensional waves shaking, countless divine lights flew everywhere, the Niwan Palace was in chaos, and even full of irreparable huge loopholes!

"roar--"

The twisted sound alarmed everyone. Qing Mingyu's eyes drooped from his red blood column, and blood was constantly gushing out of his ears. He waved his fists and hit the air again and again until he had no strength to hit Man and bumped Man.

The mysterious patterns had already been opened, but it was too late. The ocean-like spiritual consciousness had already invaded the Niwan Palace, destroying the nerves and veins everywhere, breaking them.

Blood gushed wildly, Qing Mingyu had already lost his intelligence, and only that whole body of pain was still making an instinctive struggle reaction.

"Young Master!"

The guest of Qing family shouted, and then rushed towards Hong Meng, no longer chasing the faint green phantom. In an instant, dozens of mysterious auras were seen wrapped in the sound of breaking through the air, causing a heavy shock to the heaven and earth, and directly hit Hong Meng.

Although he had guessed that such a result would be possible, Hong Meng still didn't have much strength to resist. The entire dispatch of spiritual consciousness made him consume too much. It was not only a damage to the soul power, but also a damage to his own vitality. It was not until he retracted most of the spiritual consciousness that he saw dozens of dying energy, but his eyes were just blurred and he was unable to deal with it.

"Swoosh"

The sacred tree in the distance was already shocked by Hong Meng's sudden and fierce attack. It was hard to predict that Hong Meng's spiritual consciousness, which was as heavy as a mountain and as vast as a sea, had destroyed a person's soul!

However, the dozens of people's offensives had already attacked Hong Meng, and he had no power to resist. As a last resort, the sacred tree gritted his teeth, roared, and blocked Hong Meng directly, using his own flesh shield to block dozens of fierce attacks.

"Sacred Tree--"

With his throat rolling, Hong Meng stretched out these two words with difficulty, and then he saw that the light and shadow of the divine tree, which was originally a millstone, instantly turned into the size of a bowl. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and the corners of his eyes gradually blurred, and he couldn't see the condition of the divine tree clearly.

"I'll act as your eyes!"

The sacred tree's voice was weak, but the phantom flashed, and it appeared on Hong Meng's hazy eyes, and rolled his eyes a few mischievously.

Feeling the power from the sacred tree, Hong Meng turned his head and looked at Qing Mingyu's group again. He saw those people wailing and in pain, holding Qing Mingyu and roaring loudly, as if his son had died.

"If you don't leave, my eyes will be merciless!" After trying hard to speak out these words, Hong Meng made a majestic and arrogant attitude, forcing dozens of Qing family guests.

He secretly used his mysterious energy to feed the sacred tree, hoping that the sacred tree could intimidate them unexpectedly.

"Kill him! He is just a kid from the Xuanqi realm!" Someone roared and was about to rush forward, but he was grabbed by someone.

"Hmm? You must die!" Hong Meng showed a fierce light on her face, then her eyes flashed with green light, and a lightning-like phantom rushed out, and in an instant it rushed towards the man's head...

"ah--"

With a scream, the man was bleeding from his five orifices. After struggling for a while, he fell to the ground and had no breath and lost his intake.

The cold scene suddenly made several other guests of the Qing family pale. They quickly raised Qing Mingyu and ran out without looking back.

The setting sun was like blood and the cold wind rustled. Looking at the shocking birds, Hong Meng suddenly relaxed, until the people completely disappeared, and he also fell to the ground with a black look in front of him.

"Amun—"

The divine tree was hoarse and could no longer wake Hong Meng up. In desperation, he returned to Hong Meng's dantian again, hurriedly swallowed the true energy of the Demon Bull Gong and the true energy of Yang Yan Palm to strengthen himself. After eating these, his energy recovered a little, and then he ran towards the Hong family's ancestral grave in a swaying manner.

Half an hour later, Hong Tong and some of the elders rushed over, carried Hong Zheng and Meng's body and left, not daring to stay for a moment.

The Hong family’s ancestral tomb was hidden among the woods, but one by one, there were more than a dozen large warehouses. It was a smaller Hong family house designed by Hong Tong’s people.

After all, more than 100,000 gold coins are not in vain. The Hong family’s ancestral tomb has become a temporary shelter for the Hong family, protecting the tribesmen who prayed devoutly to their ancestors.

This is a magical place. The tomb of the Hong family’s ancestors is located in the north of the mountain, and the tomb of Hongyun is located in the north of the mountain. I don’t know whether it was planned by our ancestors or intentions by later generations, but these tombs have formed a huge tomb formation, which makes people wonder.

The walls of the cemetery are three meters high, circling like a long dragon, surrounding two yin and yang areas. One of them is obviously newly built. It was completed by Hong Tong spent a lot of money and hired hundreds of workers to complete it within a few days.

The endless night spreads ruthlessly towards the grave like a cage. People in it just feel the narrowness of the living space and do not care about the coldness of the grave.

They visited the tombs of their ancestors from time to time to ask their ancestors to forgive their disturbances. At this point, they had no way out and Yuanguang City could no longer enter.

They didn't know that after a whole day of blood baptism, Yuanguang City had changed its appearance and became the world where the Qing family dominated.
Chapter completed!