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On her body, there was no breath exposed, and when she looked at it, she felt that it was normal.

"Huh?"

Seeing the old woman, the black-robed man frowned suddenly, this was the first time he showed a dignified appearance.

Su Bai and Yamo looked at each other, and when they looked at the old woman again, there was more caution in their eyes.

"Is that her?"

At the same time, Yan Shuai and Xiaomeng were both surprised.

This old woman, they are not strangers, isn't it Meng Po in Lechuan Hanoi?

Thinking that after they entered the Lechuan River, Meng Po also forced them and their group to drink Meng Po soup, if they didn't drink it, they would not be allowed to enter the domain of the forgotten sword.

Who would have thought that in today's crisis, it would be Meng Po who came to help.

Meng Sanqian sank his eyebrows and said, "Xiaomeng, Xiaoshuai, do you know this senior?"

The two nodded, although they knew Meng Po, they didn't have a deep relationship.

At this time, Meng Po opened her eyes slightly, looked at Meng Sanqian, and said with a smile: "Forget the river of the river, a thousand years of house, the face of the person is not in vain." However, the bridge, the road is far away, and one step is three miles. ”

Hearing this, Meng Sanqian's face became even more wrinkled, he couldn't see through Meng Po, and he couldn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of breath on Meng Po's body.

While sighing, Meng Po turned her eyes to look at the black-robed man.

At this time, the black-robed man frowned, stared at Meng Po firmly, and said, "I didn't expect that there would be a strong person like you on the Fenglan Continent, it seems that this storm will become more interesting!"

With the sound of the black-robed man, above the sky, there was a sudden roar and thunder, and the heavy rain was also sprinkled like a scoop.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Seeing this scene, Meng Po smiled and said lightly: "Wind and rain?"

The words stopped, and the angry thunder suddenly subsided, and the torrential rain subsided in an instant.

Looking at it again, I saw that the entire canopy suddenly turned into a white expanse.

In the vast white, the clouds are dense, there is a cold wind in the sky, the miserable fog is heavily immersed, and there is heavy snow falling one after another.

Pieces of Feiqiong, sprinkled one after another, straight like cutting jade flying.

In a short time, the snow accumulates like a mountain, the clouds break through the dawn, the cold condenses thousands of peaks thin, and the rivers and lakes are flat.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed man's face was already extremely solemn.

He looked at Meng Po in a daze, and said in a deep voice, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Meng Po smiled and said, "What is the bridge on the road, right and wrong do not cross the Lechuan River." There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po will be on the side of the Wangxiang platform. ”

At this point, Meng Po paused slightly, and then said: "The old woman's name is Meng Po, I don't know if you have heard of it?"

The black-robed man's face was gloomy, and his thoughts quickly recalled, but he couldn't find any information about Meng Po.

Seeing that the black-robed man was silent, Meng Po said again: "In this way, you don't know the old woman and me." But I know you. ”

As she spoke, the smile on Meng Po's face suddenly became meaningful, and she said lightly: "Are you called Nine Hatred?"

Hearing the words "Nine Hatreds", the black-robed man's expression changed drastically, and Su Bai and Yamo beside him were dumbfounded.

"Nine hatreds?"

Meng Sanqian, Yan Shuai, and Xiaomeng were all surprised, they didn't know the black-robed man, they only knew that he might not be from the Fenglan Continent.

Seeing Meng Po tell her name, Jiu Hate glanced at her, looked at Meng Po and said, "Since you know me, you must have come prepared?"

Meng Po shook her head with a smile and said, "It's just you, I'm afraid it's not worth my precautions." ”

Hearing this, Jiu Hate's face suddenly turned gloomy.

His reputation of nine hatreds, in the Canglan Continent, no one knows, who doesn't know? But Meng Po despised him so much, how could he not be angry?

"I just say that these crazy people like to be arrogant, but I don't know that there are more arrogant people on the Fenglan Continent than them. ”

Jiu Hate glared at Meng Po and said coldly.

Meng Po smiled indifferently and said, "If I heard correctly, are you praising me by this?"

Jiu Hate cut his teeth, and up and down his body, wisps of light gradually appeared.

Seeing this, Su Bai and Yamo beside Jiu Hate both trembled.

Both of them knew very well that at this time, their Nine Hatred Lords were afraid that they were really angry.

After a moment's pause, the body of the nine hatreds was all wrapped in a ghostly light.

At this moment, an incomparably powerful aura came out from the body of the Nine Hatreds.

That breath was full of hatred, and when you count it carefully, there are actually nine different kinds of hatred.

Every hatred swept through the gloom, and then replaced by a strange and surging force.

After a long time, the figure of the Nine Hatreds had completely disappeared into the gloom.

From a distance, only a vague silhouette could be seen flickering in the gloom.

At this time, the wind is cold and the snow is flying all over the sky.

The shadow incarnated by the Nine Hatreds is reflected in this wind and snow, which is extremely clear.

Seeing this, Meng Sanqian, Yan Shuai, and Xiaomeng all changed color.

At this time, they felt an extremely dangerous aura from the body of the Nine Hatreds, and that breath came from hatred.

Meng Po hung in front of her as usual, and there was always a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Meng Po, there are some powers that I wanted to exert when I met Lan Sheng! Today you can see my power of nine hatreds, and you should die without regrets!"

In the silence, from the shadows, the cold words of nine hatreds came out.

"You want to see Lan Sheng?"

Meng Po smiled, she smiled, smiled a little helplessly, helpless and covered the meaning of ridicule.

"You don't want to see him, even if you have some ability, when you see him, you will only struggle in despair!"

When the words fell, Meng Po moved.

She leaned on her crutches and walked unhurriedly towards the shadow of the Nine Hatreds.

Seeing Meng Po coming, Su Bai and Yamo looked at each other.

Immediately after, the two of them rose into the air.

"Whoa!"

Only two rays of light and shadow, one black and one white, could be seen, attacking Meng Po like a sharp blade.

In this regard, Meng Po was unmoved, and stepped in the air, without delaying at all.

Her steps were extremely calm, as if she were strolling leisurely.

In the blink of an eye, Su Bai and Yamo had already attacked and killed Meng Po.

"Senpai, be careful!!"

Seeing this, Dream Sanqian suddenly shouted.

Before that, he had seen the strangeness of Su Bai and Yamo.

The two of them were unguarded, and they were able to get out safely under the fierce attack of Yan Shuai and Xiaomeng, which alone shows their extraordinary.

What is surprising is that Meng Po's words of concern for Dream Sanqian turned a deaf ear.

Her pace was still as usual, even though Su Bai and Yamo's attacks had already landed in front of her.

"Boom..."

I saw that between the plain white arm-holds, there was a rotation of frost-white sword shadows.

The sword came out, the sword light was like weaving, the sword sound was like a roar, and the sound was sharp and sharp, which made people's hair stand on end, and they shuddered.

In a moment, a long knife slashed through the void.

The knife came out, the blade flickered, the black light was cold, ghostly and sharp.

In this regard, Meng Po was unmoved.

Her steps are still the same, and her gaze is still on the shadow incarnated by the Nine Hatreds.

"Die for me!!"

Su Bai snorted coldly, waved his long sword, and stabbed towards Meng Po's chest.

At the same time, Yamo's sword power also surged.

"Boom..."

"Whoa, whoa!"

Seeing that the attack of the two was about to fall on Meng Po, at this moment, Meng Po suddenly waved her sleeves.

"Wow..."

I could only hear a clear sound coming out.

Then I saw that there was a brilliant stone flashing in front of Meng Po.

"The wind and the snow are returned to the dust, and the spirit is set on the Sansheng Stone. ”

Meng Po spoke lightly, but her footsteps did not pause in the slightest.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, from the colored stone, a majestic suction force protruded.

Before Su Bai and Yamo's attacks could get close, they were swallowed by the suction of the colored stones.

"Ahh

Immediately after, Su Bai and Yamo both wailed.

The next moment, the bodies of the two were shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the echo of the wailing was still rippling in the wind and snow, but the figures of Su Bai and Yamo had disappeared.

Suddenly, in the colored stone hanging in front of Meng Po, there were two rays of light, one black and one white, and disappeared in a flash.

This scene happened between the lightning and flint, and Meng Sanqian and the others were still in shock, so Meng Po had already waved her hand to collect the colored stone and continued to walk towards the Nine Hatreds.

At this time, the shadow incarnated by the Nine Hatreds had been split into a ball.

In the gloom, hatred is surging, and the power that is born from hatred only destroys the world and destroys the world.

"Meng Po, you are very good, that colored stone must be an extremely good forbidden weapon, right?"

Meng Po smiled as she walked: "What's the matter, you don't care about the life or death of those two, but you covet my Sansheng Stone?"

"Sansheng Stone?"

Nine hats were stunned.

At this moment, Meng Poren had already walked to the ghost.

"That's right, the Sansheng Stone, a thing that can make people forget their past lives, this lives, and future lives. ”

When the words fell, Meng Po waved her hand, holding a cane, and a cold spell appeared.

"Boom..."

Immediately after, from the crutch, boundless and endless yuan power poured out.

Those Yuan Forces, like waves, swept through the remake, surging straight towards the gloomy light cluster where the Nine Hatreds were.

"The power of nine hatreds, one hates that talented people can't do anything, and the other hates beautiful women's thin lives..."

At the same time, there was a loud shout of nine hatreds from the ghostly light group.

But before the nine hatreds were finished, their voices were already lost in the surging immensity of Yuan Li.

"Boom..."

"Bang, bang, bang!"

For a time, there was a roar, resounding through the world.

The violent explosion made everything tremble, the peaks of the mountains and rivers swayed, the wind and snow rolled back, and the terrifying clouds cracked and the water opened.

In this turmoil, the colored stone that was collected by Meng Po reappeared.

It is suspended in mid-air, and the brilliance around it rotates endlessly, maroon, dark purple, earthy yellow...

"Whew..."

Immediately afterwards, a strong and incomparable suction began to swallow the Dao Dao Ghost.

"Ahh

The nine hatreds wailed, and the cry was extremely heartfelt, tragic and desolate.

"Bang!"

For a moment, a loud bang exploded.

Then I saw a dim glow rushing into the sky.

"Meng Po, this time I hated and confessed, but the coming day is long, and today's humiliation, he will pay it back several times in the future!!"

The voice of the words is still lingering, and the shadow has disappeared into the sky, never to be seen again.

Meng Po raised her head, smiled at the place where the gloom disappeared, and said, "I have some ability, I can actually save people in my hands! ”

As she spoke, Meng Po turned around and walked towards the three thousand people in the dream.

Looking at Meng Po's approaching figure, more than 3,000 people in the dream had not yet turned around from the astonishment of Shicai.

Their faces were full of astonishment, stunned and incredulous.

Who would have thought that a character as strong as Jiu Hate would only be fiddled with like a doll under Meng Po's hands?

Meng Sanqian looked at Meng Po in a daze, and said tremblingly: "Senior Meng, you..."

Before Meng Sanqian finished speaking, Meng Po waved her hand and said, "Don't say polite words, hurry up, you crazy people are going through a bloody battle at this time!"

After saying that, Meng Po waved her hand suddenly.

In an instant, more than 3,000 people in the dream only felt that their bodies were controlled by an invisible force, and then disappeared in place.

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At the same time, in a wilderness in the Void Battlefield, the flames of war were raging and the smoke of gunpowder was filled.

Carried by the Banjiao Green Ox, Wu Yi and other thousands of fanatics directly passed through a piece of nothingness and arrived here.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Ahhh......h

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Before everyone could react, the cries of killing were already in their ears.

As far as the eye could see, there were only countless cultivators, fighting together in chaos.

All kinds of yuan forces flew by each other, and the sound of explosions was endless.

Blood splattered and corpses flew everywhere.

Among these cultivators, there are those from the Nine Shadows and the Xuan Netherworld, as well as those from the Sifang Pavilion.

When they saw a crowd of madmen coming, those crazy cultivators actually killed them without distinction between enemy and enemy.

Seeing this, Nangong Yingying and Ximen Jianxin stood up one after another, and stopped drinking, only then did they stop the cultivators of Nangong Pavilion and Ximen Pavilion who were moving.

The cultivators on the Northern Hell side, after learning that the person who came was friend or foe, suddenly became even more hideous and crazy.

"Kill!!"

Thousands of fanatics, before they had time to prepare, were already in the midst of a chaotic battle.

At this time, countless cultivators fought in a group, and the strength of the longitudinal horned green bull was extraordinary, and he was helpless, it was impossible for him to use a wide range of killing moves without distinction between the enemy and me, right?

In desperation, the reckless man incarnated by the green bull in the banjiao can only be protected not far from Wu Wu and the others.

But because of the lack of skills, the banjiao green cow can protect Wu Wang and others, but it can't take care of all the crazy guests.

In the fierce fighting, I don't know how many crazy people have fallen.

"Sheng'er, don't stay too far away from your mother!!"

Nangong Yingying smashed several enemies with a fire palm, and then hurriedly shouted at Nangong Wensheng who was not far away.

At this time, Wu Wang, Wu Yi and others, killing the generals, under the swords, guns, swords and sticks, blood was thrown.

Hearing Nangong Yingying's words, Nangong Wensheng nodded and said, "I know my mother!"

As he spoke, Nangong Wensheng looked forward to it.

At this glance, his expression became condensed.

"Brother Muchen?"

I saw that Phantom Muchen, who was still killed with his own group, disappeared at this moment.

"Mother, Brother Muchen is gone!"

Nangong Wensheng slashed out with a horizontal knife, facing the two cultivators of the Ning Dan period, and immediately stopped his waist and split his body.

"Mu Chen?"

Nangong Yingying was stunned for a moment, and as soon as her figure appeared, the person had already flown down in front of Nangong Wensheng.

She glanced at it with great anticipation, where could she still see the half-clone figure of Phantom Muchen?

"Mother, I'll go find Brother Muchen!"

Nangong Wensheng's expression froze, and he was about to rush out with his knife.

"Sheng'er, don't be reckless!"

Nangong Yingying shouted continuously, his eyes scanned the four directions again, and he could only see the cultivators on both sides of the enemy, with a red face and a thick neck.

After a moment of calmness, Nangong Yingying said: "Sheng'er, my mother is with you!"

After speaking, Nangong Yingying glanced at Nangong Wensheng.

Immediately afterwards, the mother and son chose a direction to kill the general.

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"Bang!"

At the same time, in the midst of the battle group, a man was blasted out during the siege of several cultivators.

In the man's hand, he held a seal, and on the seal, in addition to bursts of thunder, wisps of blood were also oozing.

This man doesn't do anything else, it's Phantom Muchen.

Before, he was supposed to be guarding with Nangong Wensheng, but unfortunately, he was inadvertently forced to draw away.

After that, Phantom Muchen fought farther and farther, and finally was forced out of the battle circle where the madman was.

"Poof!"

After falling to the ground, Phantom Muchen spat out a mouthful of blood, and there were already serious injuries in his body.

Looking at the crazy cultivators who were attacking and killing head-on, Phantom Muchen's back was cold, and he actually felt a breath of death.

"Are you going to die?"

Phantom Muchen tightly held the purple thunder seal sent by Tianyi, the power of this seal is quite extraordinary, but Phantom Muchen's strength is limited, and he can't fully exert the purple thunder seal.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Before Phantom Muchen could think about it, many enemy cultivators had already been killed.

They all made tears in their eyes, wielding swords and swords, with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

Seeing this, Phantom Muchen endured the injuries in his body, turned over, and stood upright.

At this moment, Phantom Muchen was holding the purple thunder seal in one hand and clenching his fist in the other.

His eyes were filled with determination.

"Kill!!"

Under the loud shout, Phantom Muchen rushed out, waving his hand to the purple thunder seal, and the thunder was heavy.

"Boom..."

Seeing that Phantom Muchen was about to fight to the death with many enemy cultivators, but at this moment, a mutation protruded.

"Whew..."

I saw a cold wind howling.

Immediately after, around Phantom Muchen's body, endless blood surged out.

In a few breaths, those blood colors quickly condensed together, and then transformed into a demonic blood flower.

Seeing this, Phantom Muchen was stunned.

Before his astonishment could settle, a man suddenly appeared from the sea of blood-colored flowers.

The man was dressed in a black robe, and even the sword he held in his hand was black.

Phantom Muchen looked at this scene in a daze, and at this moment the others were already in a shocking sea of red flowers.

"You are..."

Phantom Muchen asked tremblingly, as if he had forgotten that he was in a frenzied killing at this time.

The man smiled and said, "The other side of the blood-red side, the blood-red other side of the flower, have you ever heard of Manzhu Sawa brother?"

The words fell, and the sword came out.

The sword was cold, flashing with black light, and the blood was rolling on one side.

"Whoa, whoa!"

In the blink of an eye, the arc moon-like sword shadow settled in the fluttering of blood flowers.

At this moment, there was no deafening roar, no moving explosion.

The whole world seems to be left with only dancing blood flowers.

After a long time, the phantom color fades.

Then I saw that those enemy cultivators who were attacking and killing towards Phantom Muchen were still standing, and their eyes were blank.

"There are many crises in this battle, don't be careless and lose your life!"

The man smiled at Phantom Muchen and said, then gestured to the latter and asked him to follow.

Phantom Muchen nodded, and hurriedly chased after the man.

As soon as he stepped out of his front foot, he saw that many enemy cultivators standing around him fell to the ground one after another.

On their necks, there is a sword mark, a sword mark that is not deep or shallow.

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