"It's not good, let's go!"

Cangqian Mountain fell, which made the three black-clothed people besieging Mu Yang in the distance look horrified!

Before Wang Hao, he suppressed the two companions of the Seven Heavens of Qi Gathering, which had already made the remaining three black-clothed people have their hearts broken.

Originally, they thought that Cang Qianshan could delay Wang Hao, but who would have thought that instead of delaying Wang Hao, he was killed on the spot so easily?

Killing!

That Cangqian Mountain, with the strength of gathering qi and eight heavens, was actually tortured and killed by Wang Hao.

How strong is this Wang Hao?

A huge crisis swept in, and the first thing the three men in black thought of was to escape.

"Where can you go?"

Seeing that the three men in black wanted to escape, a sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Hao's mouth.

"Soul Breaker!"

With a single thought, Wang Hao swept directly towards the two people who gathered the six heavens with the power of the Soul Splitting Spell.

Even if they were prepared?

How can the two people who gather qi in the six heavens resist the attack of the Soul Splitting Spell that Wang Hao is casting now?

Rumble......

Huge waves are raging, and strong winds are blowing.

The Hell's Claws slammed into the minds of the two Sixfold Heavens Gatherers!

A huge burst of energy burst out, and the claws exploded, directly tearing through the defenses of the two people's minds and rushing into their souls.

Tear ......

In the dull tearing sound, the two martial artists who gathered the six heavens fell to the ground with a scream.

Escape?

Where can they flee?

Was Wang Hao's Soul Splitting Spell faster, or did they flee faster?

The strength of soul cultivators lies here.

As long as the power of the divine soul can crush the other party, the other party wants to escape?

It's almost a dream!

Those powerful soul cultivators killed people thousands of miles away, but it wasn't just talking.

"Now it's your turn!"

After killing the two black-clothed people in the Six-Fold-Gathering Heaven, looking at the last black-clothed man in the Eightfold Heaven, a sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Hao's mouth.

Pedaling ......

The Tibetan wind body method is used, and the body turns into a ghost.

Brush......

In a flash, Wang Hao rushed to the person in black who was full of shock.

"Divine Thunder Two Changes!"

The remaining energy in his body was no longer retained, and Wang Hao slashed down with a dustless sword in his hand.

Cracking sound......

The power of 1,200 thunderbolts condensed, intertwined into a heavenly net, and bloomed with dazzling light.

Rumble......

In the frightened look of the man in black, the dustless sword slammed down with a devastating force.

At that moment, the power of thunder exploded, as if a sea of thunder was boiling.

Ahh......hhh

was swept into the sea of thunder, and the last man in black let out a heart-rending scream.

The long soldier in his hand shattered instantly.

Under the furious energy, his flesh began to crumble!

Compared to Cang Qianshan, the strength of this man in black is even weaker. It seems that he has barely reached the height of the Eight Heavens of Qi Gathering.

How to compete with today's Wang Hao?

One move and two changes completely crushed the man in black.

Until the power of the thunder dissipated, the blade of the sword began to bracelet, and the man in black was covered in blood, and the flesh and blood were blurred on the ground.

He was barely breathing, and only the last breath of his life remained.

"Die!"

Slowly walked in front of the man in black, Wang Hao did not have the slightest pity in his eyes, and the dustless sword slashed down indifferently, like the sickle of death, harvesting his life.

Call......

It was only at this moment that the whole world was completely calm.

With a long exhale, Wang Hao put away his long sword, and his face showed a trace of exhaustion.

"The second transformation of the divine thunder is too consuming of power! Unexpectedly, just three times will almost exhaust my energy. There is also the Soul Splitting Spell, which has been cast one after another, and the power of my Divine Soul has almost dried up!"

Feeling the feeling of emptiness in his body, that exhaustion swept over, Wang Hao showed a wry smile.

The moves are powerful, but the cost is also huge.

Now he is not enough to support a long war.

Therefore, if you meet a strong person and you can't fight with him for a long time, in the end, you will inevitably die.

Strength, it's still not strong enough!

"How are you?"

Retracting his thoughts and looking at Mu Yang, who was embarrassed, Wang Hao asked.

At this moment, Mu Yang's expression was gloomy.

"It's fine!"

He said in a deep voice.

The words fell, dragging his embarrassed body, and walked towards the corpse of Cangqianshan in the distance step by step.

It wasn't until he walked to the corpse of Cangqian Mountain that he stopped, Mu Yang's eyes changed, and the momentum around him became more and more gloomy.

"He's dead!"

Looking at the silent Mu Yang, Wang Hao said in a deep voice.

"The day has finally come! But it's too late!"

Mu Yang came back to his senses and said softly.

If he had been able to kill Cang Qianshan at the beginning, Mu Rou might not have had an accident!

Thinking of that innocent girl, endless pain and resentment flashed in Mu Yang's eyes.

"Shi Wanpeng, dead! Guan Wu, dead! Cangqianshan, too. Liu Ruye, why are you still alive?"

Then looking into the distance, Mu Yang's eyes showed endless hatred.

Those who directly killed Mu Rou at the beginning, now there are still Liu Ruye left!

She must die!

And the rest of the Seven Yao!

"I'm going to kill Liu Ruye!"

Mu Yang turned his head to look at Wang Hao.

"She's going to die!"

Wang Hao said seriously.

"Yes! She will die! She must die!"

Mu Yang suddenly showed a hint of a smile.

That smile gradually bloomed, and eventually it became crazy.

"Brush ......"

Suddenly, Mu Yang made a move, and the long soldier in his hand flashed, and blood flowed. The corpse of Cang Qianshan, which had not yet been completely stiffened, instantly turned into endless flesh and blood.

Cang Qianshan is dead?

This was not enough for Mu Yang to vent the resentment in his heart. He wants to shatter this vast mountain into thousands of corpses!

"This skull is definitely the best gift for Qiyao!"

A moment later, with blood on his face and carrying the head of Cang Qianshan in his hand, Mu Yang sneered.

"Then keep it!"

Wang Hao did not stop it.

Mu Yang's mood, he could feel it somewhat.

The resentment in the heart of the person who is loved by the dearest died in front of him is simply not something that ordinary people can imagine.

However, Wang Hao understands!

Didn't he encounter this situation in the first place?

As if thinking of something, Wang Hao's breathing became rapid and heavy, and a crazy look flashed in his eyes.

"Hiss......"

After a full moment, he took a deep breath, suppressed the demon in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Take a rest and recover as soon as possible! The night of the blood moon is coming! Tonight, let's act!"

"From now on, my life is yours!"

Looking at Wang Hao, who turned around and was about to leave, Mu Yang suddenly spoke.

He said that if Wang Hao can help him avenge, his life will be Wang Hao's in the future.

Now Cang Qianshan is dead.

There is only one willow leaf left.

Mu Yang believed that Wang Hao would let him get what he wanted.

"Your life belongs to no one, only to yourself!"

Wang Hao was stunned, did not look back, and said in a deep voice.

The words fell, and he walked straight into the distance.

A big war has made this place no longer safe.

"My life has long been no longer my own! From the day she died, my life belonged only to hatred!"

Looking at Wang Hao's back, Mu Yang's eyes flashed with a complicated and crazy look, and he muttered to himself.

When the words fell, he put away the head and caught up with Wang Hao's pace!

Maybe even Wang Hao didn't know what decision Mu Yang had made in his heart.

......

Night is falling.

The whole Yanluo swamp began to sink down.

The fog was thick and seemed to appear out of thin air, making the whole world illusory.

As the last rays of the setting sun in the distance completely dissipated, the sky was hazy with blood.

A blood moon rose from the sky, and gradually that trace of blood bloomed, and the entire earth was shrouded in it. The thick fog that swirled over the sky seemed to turn scarlet.

Yanluo deep in the swamp, in front of that partial wetland.

"Why hasn't Cang Qianshan come back yet!"

Mu Yao Tang Lin's brows furrowed slightly.

As night fell, the opportunity was about to appear, and one after another, the people brought by Qiyao had already recovered before this wetland.

However, only Cangqianshan did not return, which made people feel a little worried.

"Maybe something happened. The strength of the people he brought with him is not weak, so there shouldn't be too much danger!"

Liu Ruye frowned.

"The rest of them are back?"

Riyao asked suddenly.

"The remaining seventy-eight are back!"

Tang Lin hurriedly responded.

"How many people are still wandering around this place, coveting this opportunity?"

Hiyo asked, squinting her eyes.

In the past two days, we have swept up nearly 100 people. Dozens of people were also lost. There are still dozens of people who have been expelled from that mountain forest by us, but I am afraid that they will not leave easily!"

Tang Lin said in a deep voice.

"A bunch of guys who don't know whether to live or die!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Riyao's mouth.

"Shrink the personnel and defend this place. If they want to come and see, let them see! I want to see what that group of ants can do!"

A cold light flashed in Riyao's eyes, and he snorted coldly.

"Open the formation, the shadow enters the formation!"

Immediately after, Riyao's expression froze and he spoke.

Wow......

The words fell, but he saw that Riyao's hands quickly condensed one rune after another, but in the blink of an eye, hundreds of golden runes condensed out.

Rumble!

As the rune burst out, the formation they had prepared in the past two days suddenly opened.

The wind and clouds surged, as if in between, the whole wetland became illusory.

And the thirty-six shadow figures that had entered the formation before seemed to merge into this piece of heaven and earth, disappearing without a trace.

Since he came here, he was likely to face a strong competitor, so he would not be unprepared.

This formation is enough to kill those who are eyeing each other.

And this is also the biggest means that they Qiyao can monopolize the opportunity.

"It's going to be windy!"

Looking at the blood moon with more and more red light in the distance, a hint of an intriguing smile appeared at the corner of Riyao's mouth.

On the night of the blood moon, there will be a monster!

Today, what they have to wait for is this monster.

Chances are about to appear, who can compete with them?

......

The cold wind howled, and as night fell, the whole world became cold. The chill is rising, as if it is winter time.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Thundered......

Finally, in the middle of the night, there was a turmoil throughout the swamp of the wetland.

The aura between heaven and earth began to become chaotic.

The whole earth began to shake faintly.

"It's coming!"

Liu Ruyan's eyes froze.

"Let's go!"

Squinting his eyes, Riyao glanced at Liu Ruye, Tang Lin, Ling Yaoyao and the others, and walked towards the formation.

Dansheng Cave Mansion is about to appear.

The opportunity is just around the corner, it's time for them to act!