After hearing this, the faces of the people present changed slightly, and the solemn look on Yang Yexin's face did not dissipate. I saw him holding the 'Soul Flag' in his hand, as if he were facing a great enemy.

"One last time I ask you, either hand over the spirit banner or die! You choose one!!" Meng Hao's aura skyrocketed, and the 'Eight Desolation Ding' emitted a faint golden light, which further set off Meng Hao's momentum.

This time, Yang Yexin was not as straightforward as just now, and after hesitating for a long time, he said loudly, "If you want to take away my magic weapon, I want to see if you have this ability!" After finishing speaking, Yang Yexin stretched out his hand and waved, and the huge black shadow flew directly towards Meng Hao. Full flood.

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Meng Hao snorted coldly and put his hands on the 'Eight Desolation Ding'. After the purple-gold energy entered it, it suddenly felt like the ground was shaking, and the snow on the top of the mountain was rolling down.

In the end, I saw a loud noise from the 'Eight Desolation Ding'. A huge golden light came through the ding body and entered Meng Hao's body. I saw that his body suddenly soared into the air, and his clothes were windless. Make the sound of hunting. In the end, Meng Hao's face was expressionless. The palms of his hands instantly turned into several handprints, and a murmuring sound came out of his mouth.

Complicated and long, reading a text, no one present could understand it. The last drink was given.

There was a great tremor between heaven and earth. A huge hole was torn open in the void, and half a huge body crawled out of it. It is a humanoid upper body, difficult to distinguish between men and women, and has no facial features. He has no hair, is naked, and has strong muscles and meridians. The breath that came out of his mouth was like red flame, and the roar he let out was almost thunderous.

When he appeared, there was a huge coercion between heaven and earth, and everyone had an urge to kneel, and the powerful oppression made everyone terrified of the power of this half of the body.

What is this? Everybody asks questions. Is it really a god that there is such a thing between heaven and earth?

When the giant appeared, Yang Yexin, who was facing the giant head-on, had the last word to speak, and he felt the boundless oppression and cold aura. It was even colder than what he felt in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves deep in the 'Abyss Valley', it was a breath of death. It's overwhelming.

As soon as the hand paused, the shadow stopped. Yang Yexin didn't dare to act rashly, and looked at this giant with fear.

The giant didn't seem comfortable in this place, though it was only half a body, trying to crawl out of the crack. But it's hard to move. I had to struggle in place. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Yang Yeshen. Let's just look at it, because he doesn't have eyes.

When he looked at Yang Yexin, Yang Yexin was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold. The cold hair stands on end. This feeling of fear has not been encountered in many years.

Meng Hao's face was as pale as paper at this time, and the 'Eight Desolation Ding' had already turned into a small jade tripod and flew back to his neck. At this time, he was out of breath, looking at his 'work' proudly, with an excited look on his face.

Yang Yexin couldn't stand this feeling, he roared, and commanded the huge black shadow to rush directly towards the giant. Everywhere the black shadow reached, the space vibrate, and the voices of countless ghosts came out, which was deafening. The timid were directly frightened.

Xueyi was also uncomfortable covering his ears, and acid water was tumbling in his abdomen. This 'Spiritualist Flag' is truly extraordinary.

The black shadow rushed in front of the giant in a few breaths, and the black qi in the sky turned into a huge long sword, and the ghost shadow in the "Senluo Ghost Technique" turned into a substantial ghost and attacked the giant. The giant didn't seem to be trapped by this ghostly aura, but slapped directly at the sword.

The giant's palm didn't have any light, just an ordinary appearance. In this way, he faced a long sword transformed by a huge black gas, and when he first made contact, the sword body directly shattered into black gas and dissipated into the air.

And the black shadow was still rushing forward, flying towards the giant.

Instead of dodging, the Jeren directly pulled the black shadow's hands with both palms and pulled outward. I saw that the huge black shadow turned into two halves under this pulling force, and suddenly countless ghosts scattered and flew all over the sky.

I saw that the giant opened his mouth, and the huge suction force directly sucked all the scattered yin souls directly into his mouth, and only a small part escaped back to Yang Yexin's place. Hiding in the 'Conjuring Flag' and refusing to come out again.

After a few flickeres of light, the 'Spirit' Banner stopped moving. It's as if you've lost your spirituality.

On the other hand, Yang Yexin, at this time, the magic weapon was broken, his body and mind were injured, he fell from mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was full of disbelief.

"What kind of move is this, so powerful?" Yang Yexin said a little weakly.

"This is a foreign object summoned by my 'Void Technique' within the void!" Meng Hao said directly without hiding.

"You win! If you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect!" Yang Yexin said in frustration.

Looking at the Shura Hall that he has worked hard for hundreds of years, once it was defeated, it is unrealistic to say that there is no pity in his heart, the hero ends, history is always strikingly similar, and the loser will dissipate in the air.

"Do you still remember the heroic posture of our joint struggle against the righteous path? For hundreds of years, we have not been able to regain such a majestic momentum, and the 'Ancestral Demon Sect' is indeed amazing. But I, Meng Hao, will definitely not be worse than anyone else! NVC Zhang is good, and Blood Sword is no better. In the future, this Jianghu will be my Meng Hao's, Yang Yexin, are you willing to follow me?" Meng Hao said angrily and with high spirits.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! The little kid who followed behind the Blood Sword back then, and now he has grown into such a hegemon, you are not a talent! But will you trust me?" Yang Yexin sighed. At the beginning, he was still an old-timer in the Demon Dao of the rivers and lakes, the newly rising Blood Feather Alliance, under the leadership of a young man called Blood Sword, although it was a sudden rise.

But after all, it belongs to the hairy boy, and in the entire sect, in addition to the sect master blood sword, there is also an elder named Lu Sheng, whose cultivation is very high. And Meng Hao is a teenager whose talent is below them in all aspects, hidden under their edge. Nowadays, things are not people, the rivers and lakes have talented people from generation to generation, and a generation of new people is better than the old people!

The old friends of the past have all died, and the escape from the world, except for a few old guys who are still famous, have all disappeared in the long river of history. Maybe this is also the era when it is time for him to come to an end, when the 'Ancestral Demon Sect' led the demon sect to sweep away the people in the righteous path will never be seen again.

Sad, lamentable!

"Naturally, I can't trust you, if you're going to follow me. Then set up a 'blood curse', then I will rest assured that I will hand over my back to you!" Meng Hao said lightly.

When the others heard this, they immediately felt their hairs stand on end. The so-called 'blood curse' is to use the essence of blood as a spell, using the ancient magic circle to seal their own blood, the oath is fulfilled, and those who keep the oath will be in severe pain on the night of the fifteenth full moon every month, and the blood will flow backwards. Those who do not keep their oaths, after breaking them, will burst their blood vessels, and blood worms will bite and die.

This is an extremely poisonous curse, there is no cure, there is no cure. The pain of blood every month is to make him remember his oath, and if he violates it, he will not die well.

In the Demon Cult, people rarely use this 'blood curse' because it is too cruel.

"Meng Hao, don't deceive people too much!" Yang Yexin gritted his teeth and said.

"You can not obey, but you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow!!" Meng Hao smiled. A confident smile on his face.

He's sure and confident. Because he knew Yang Yexin's character, Yang Yexin ten years ago, in order to protect himself, directly escaped with blood, and ruined his decades of cultivation in vain. The loss of his time in the past ten years has not eased.

"Okay! I promise you!" Yang Yexin gritted his teeth and said, although he had lived long enough, how could he think that he had lived long enough. Staying in the green mountains is not worrying about no firewood, this green mountain, for Yang Yexin, there is hope when he is alive.

"You can't promise him!!!" said the hall master," said a bloodied man not far away, struggling to support his body.

"Shen Tu, forget it!" Yang Yexin said with a sigh. Looking at this subordinate who has been following him in the past, I feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

"You are the hall master of our Shura Palace! No one can enslave you! And a character like you follows others, isn't this a break for your hundreds of years of cultivation?" Shen Tu Lao burst into tears, he was unwilling, and he didn't know why his hall master didn't fight bloodily and didn't pay the last drop of blood for this Shura Palace. For so many years, he has been conscientiously taking care of the Shura Palace, but now that it is dissolved, his heart is distressed.

"Don't say it, it's stronger than people! Give up!" Yang Yexin said with a sigh. If it is not a last resort, who is willing to spare their lives.

"Heaven is going to die, my Shura Palace!!, I Shentu will not descend even if I die!!" Shen Tu had a resolute look on his face, and two lines of tears ran down his cheeks. With his hands on the ground, he struggled to get up.

"Since that's the case, then you should die!!" Meng Hao snorted coldly, and a sword qi shot out.

Yang Yesin saw it and didn't stop it. He tilted his head slightly, unable to bear to look at it.

With a muffled snort, Shen Tu fell to the ground and never got up again. The people of the Shura Hall surrendered one after another, and a generation of heroes came to an end. Who in the mountains sighs, and the mountain wind blows the earth.

When night falls, the mountain wind and mountain ghosts, where to come to the iron horse, where to come to the rivers and lakes!

(End of chapter)