Meng Hao's eyes flashed, he turned around and went straight into the distance, in this Demon Immortal Sect, he found a total of four areas, and hid the four years swords in them.

Meng Hao's years of wooden swords, a total of ten, can form the first array of lotus.

Taking out four years of wooden swords, it is a big gamble for Meng Hao to go to Bo with a possibility that a large number of future dù will not appear.

"A wooden sword of the years represents a lot of spirit stones...... Meng Hao endured the heartache and buried one wooden sword after another, each of which contained his dreams and expectations.

The four areas, each of which was chosen by Meng Hao after thousands of choices, and even these four places were all relatively well-preserved places in the first realm in his memory.

In this way, in case of ...... can really appear in reality, and will be picked up by him smoothly.

Until nightfall, Meng Hao was in mid-air, looking at the earth, his eyes swept over the place where he buried his sword, and the expectation in Meng Hao's eyes became stronger and stronger.

"If it succeeds, then my path of cultivation will be smooth, if not...... I also have a normal mentality and no regrets. Meng Hao glanced at it again, and after firmly remembering these four positions, he turned around and went straight to the fourth peak.

Time flickered, and more than half a month passed, and the feeling of overlapping worlds became more and more frequent, and the intervals became shorter and shorter.

Especially the one a few days ago, Meng Hao was refining the pill, and the overlap suddenly came, lasting for more than a dozen breaths, and even made Meng Hao feel as if he had left this illusory sense of antiquity with these ten breaths.

These days come. Meng Hao hadn't seen Ke Yunhai. Even if it's to say goodbye. It was only through the gate of the cave mansion that I heard the tired voice of Ke Yunhai in it.

He didn't know what Ke Yunhai was doing, but as long as he heard Ke Yunhai's voice, Meng Hao's heart calmed down, the father and son in this life, for Meng Hao, was his biggest gain in this illusory ancient world.

Xu Qing's retreat is not over yet. Her perception seemed to be extremely smooth, and every time Meng Hao saw Xu Qing, he could feel the changes and differences in her soul.

It seems that the whole person has been immersed in the Taoism, and there is an indescribable temperament on the face that is not beautiful, which makes people unforgettable and fascinated by it at a glance.

"It's almost there, the stronger the sense of overlap. The more often, the more they can't sit still. Meng Hao sat cross-legged outside the cave. Looking at the sky at dusk at this moment, the dark clouds that gradually condensed, murmured in my heart.

During this time, he did not take the initiative to look for those monks from the Southern Heaven and Earth, but calmly on this fourth peak, refining the pill out of nothing and comprehending the Dao Method.

But all the monks of the Southern Heaven and Earth who have awakened are all extraordinary people, each of them has the background of the sect or family, and there are many ways to avoid Meng Hao, which Meng Hao also knows that it is better not to look for it than for the entire sect.

Meng Hao believes that these people ...... will come to find themselves.

And once it comes, it must be the vast majority, except for the Huyan Ancestor who must live and die when he meets!

The rain, falling in a hurry, sprinkled in the Demon Immortal Sect, set off the rain curtain, making the world hazy, in this haze, Meng Hao looked at the world, he suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't tell the difference, he didn't know if the world he was in was hazy, or this rain curtain was hazy, or...... It's all hazy.

Like human ignorance.

The rain did not gradually decrease until the third watch, and the whole world was cold, forming a fog, until the early sun raised its head, and the sunlight broke through the fog, making the fog gradually thin and gradually dissipate, making the hazy appear clear, as if a scene of painting scrolls, slowly opened.

Early in the morning, a sword came!

A sword that came from nowhere, roaring, this sword went straight to Meng Hao, but it was not stopped by the formation of the fourth peak, obviously within this sword, there was something special.

When this sword came to Meng Hao, it floated half a zhang away in front of him, and there was a light and darkness flashing on it, faintly, you could see that on this sword, it was imprinted with a soul.

That's one word.

Square.

Meng Hao smiled, he got the person he wanted to wait for.

He raised the void with his right hand and grabbed it, and the sword fell into Meng Hao's hand, Meng Hao's divine sense was scattered, and he swept it on this sword, and immediately there was an additional transmission in his mind.

Listening to the transmission, Meng Hao's smile became brighter and brighter, and after a long time, he closed his eyes.

It wasn't until after noon, at dusk, that Meng Hao's eyes suddenly opened, his body moved, and the whole person turned into a long rainbow, roaring towards the outside of the mountain, and went straight to the first peak, close to the mountain gate, an outer sect disciple's residence.

It didn't take long for Meng Hao to come to the place where he lived, there was no one around, it was very quiet, in front of Meng Hao, there were three rows of houses, Meng Hao walked to the second row, outside the third house, his right hand raised and waved, and immediately the door opened, he did not hesitate at all, and stepped into it.

As soon as he stepped in, dozens of eyes immediately looked at him from this house.

This house is very large, and there are already dozens of people waiting here in it, Meng Hao's eyes swept and saw several circles in groups of three or five in the crowd.

At the same time, in these circles, they are divided into regions because of their regions, and each region is almost gathered together, after all, if they are in the same region, even if they have killing opportunities with each other, they must also weigh the trouble caused by the exposure of the matter.

Among them, the largest number of people is the Ji family, a total of seven people, all of them are inner disciples, with essence in their eyes, although they did not speak, but the momentum on their bodies was not concealed at this moment, all of them were extremely good, and there was a touch of arrogance, faintly zài.

Among these seven people, three women and four men, the most obvious are two, one of them is Ji Xiaoxiao, and the other is a young man, on his eyebrows, there is a trident mark, which flashes from time to time, making his whole person reveal a sense of danger, from the feeling, this person and Ji Mingfeng, who was killed by Meng Hao, seem to be on par.

He is the Ji family sequence, Ji Mingkong!

However, of these seven people, what Meng Hao cared about the most was not Ji Xiaoxiao and Ji Mingkong, but behind them, a young man who was not good-looking, with a smile on his face, and was a slightly short man.

This young man seems ordinary, but when Meng Hao looked at these seven people, he only felt a crisis in this seemingly young man.

But it was only a crisis, in the Ji family, Meng Hao did not feel the unforgettable hostility, as if they didn't know that it was Meng Hao's so-called for Ji Mingfeng's death.

Meng Hao glanced at Ji Xiaoxiao casually, Ji Xiaoxiao didn't speak, and looked at Meng Hao.

In addition to the seven members of the Ji family, and then the Fang family, Fang Yu looked at Meng Hao with a smile, behind Fang Yu, there were two men, all of them were not good-looking, and looked at Meng Hao coldly.

Seeing these two people, Meng Hao remembered what Fang Yu had said, this time there were three people from the Fang family, and these two were the other two from the Fang family.

What made Meng Hao pay attention was that the right hands of these two people seemed to be as usual, but Meng Hao had used the Fang family's cicada wing gloves, and he could see at a glance that the right hands of these two people were not bad.

When the east soil came, in addition to the Ji family and the Fang family, there were three or five people, most of these people followed behind the Ji family and the Fang family, and their own light was covered by the sun, which was not surprising.

But their cultivation must be good, Meng Hao's eyes swept over, among these three or five people, he noticed a slender man, this man stood beside Fang Yu, with a smile on his face, as if he was very gentle, but a touch of ruthlessness in the depths of his eyes faintly made his whole temperament a little more heroic.

Who this person is, Meng Hao doesn't know, but looking at his location, Meng Hao also figured out some flavors.

"Could this person be chasing a tyrannosaurus?" Meng Hao suddenly admired this person's courage.

On the other hand, it is the Northland, which is a wild region for Meng Hao, perhaps better than the Western Desert, but there is still a gap between the Southern Regions and the Eastern Territory.

Even when Meng Hao had enough understanding, he already knew that the so-called Northland was actually an exiled area, and most of the monks there were not tolerated by other regions, so he went to the Northland to Bo Future.

But externally, what the Northland preaches is freedom, absolute freedom.

There, the sects that exist are often founded by rebels from other regions, and the families that exist are often formed by some divisions, such as the so-called imperial lineage, which is the case.

It is said that the ancestors had produced a few immortals, so that the descendants of the next generation, based on this, gradually grew, and then divided, some fell, and some came to the north and became an ethnic group.

There are only eight monks who appear here in the north, and these eight people are very strange, they have no circle with each other, but each of them is a separate zài.

The sense of rebelliousness is very obvious, three women and five men in the eight people, each of them is like a poisonous snake, giving people a cold feeling, especially one of the young people, with phoenix eyes, handsome face, seemingly smiling, but the coldness of the smile makes people feel as if there is a yin wind blowing after seeing it.

This person is the remnant of the imperial family.

There is also a young man with an obvious birthmark on his face, this birthmark is strange, as if it is a separate thing, slowly squirming on this young man's face, it looks shocking, and people have to pay attention.

On the other side, there is the Southern Regions.

Seeing the people in the Southern Regions, Meng Hao's gaze softened a little, and the Southern Regions ...... After all, it is his home, to be precise, he is from the Southern Regions.

There are a total of seven people in the Southern Regions, and the division of these seven people, Meng Hao can see at a glance the alliance relationship of the sect family behind them.

Wang Lihai can be with Han Bei, which obviously represents the cooperation between the Wang family and the Qingluo Sect.

Song Yunshu, Meng Hao didn't see it, but he could guess what happened to Song Yunshu, and he must have been killed by Ji Xiaoxiao.

Until Meng Hao's gaze fell on a woman from the Southern Regions, looking at the other party's unfamiliar face, but when Meng Hao's gaze touched the woman's eyes, Meng Hao's whole person was stunned.

"It's Her ......" (To be continued......