Three months have passed in a flash, and in the intense preparations for the Holy Snow City, several major events have also happened in Motu, the Nine Alliances have existed in name only, and at this moment, in addition to the Holy Snow City, only Doro City remains.

The reason why Doro City is still there is because there is a Spirit Slaying Ancestor in the family, and it occupies a favorable location, with nearly 10,000 monks, and it is precisely because of the strength of Doro City that it has attracted the vast majority of the strength of Motu Palace, so that Holy Snow City can hold on to the present.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the geographical location of Syracuse, which is remote and snowy all year round.

In the past, the Nine Alliances, except for Shengxue and Doro, at this moment, the other city families either perished or migrated, and most of the entire ink soil has become the object of the ink soil palace at this moment.

However, there is still an area, which is the third place where the Motu Palace stops on the land of Motu today, which is the former Dongluo City and the current Jinguang Sect.

In the past three months, the prestige of the Golden Light Sect has spread throughout the entire Ink Soil, and the amazing formation formed by five thousand sect members has successfully made the Ink Earth Palace have to be temporarily avoided and let the Golden Light Sect exist.

There is also the mysterious Golden Light Ancestor, who is even more famous and has countless rumors.

At this moment of subtle changes in the situation of the ink soil, outside the Holy Snow City, an army of monks from the Ink Earth Palace once again appeared, many of whom were Western Desert monks, forming a scale of about thousands of people, driving more than 30,000 fierce beasts, and reappeared outside the Holy Snow City.

This time, it was no longer a temptation, but a real war, on the ground, a quaint chariot was pushed by mana under the rumbling loud sound, and the hideous thorns on the chariot emitted a strange ghostly light. It seems to be able to burst out with amazing magical powers.

More than 30,000 fierce beasts. Some roared in the earth. Some are hideous in the sky, overwhelming, and surround in all directions.

In the crowd, the weakest cultivator was also the foundation monk, among whom there were thousands of people, and there were more than 500 monks in Jiedan.

Such a huge force can deter all the existence of the ink soil, and it is even more in this crowd. This time, it was no longer one yuan baby, but four people!

Obviously, it was aimed at the four elders of the Hanxue family, and the respective targets that appeared, these four Yuanying monks, two were from the Motu Palace, wearing silver masks, and two were Western Desert monks.

On the side of Holy Snow City, the formation light curtain had already appeared, forming a wind and snow whistling around, and dozens of huge five-pointed stars rose into the sky. When it turns slowly, it spreads silk threads.

Inside the city. Including the Hanxue family, there were only more than a thousand monks, and compared to the outside world, there was too much difference in numbers, and at this moment, these people were divided into several groups and stationed on the surrounding city walls.

The monks in the Holy Snow City were all nervous and worried, but they had no way to retreat, the four elders were in different directions, and the faces of these four people were extremely ugly.

Meng Hao also walked out of his courtyard, and at this moment a city wall appeared, looking at the black pressure below, he had been in the battlefield before, and this was the first time he was in this position to see the entire battlefield.

In such a monk battle, although the strength of the individual is still the focus, unless the soul is slain, it is difficult to play a decisive role in the outcome of a war.

War, on the verge of breaking out!

At this moment, a whimpering horn suddenly swirled between heaven and earth in an instant, and at the moment when this sound appeared, the fierce beasts in the sky outside the city and the strange demons on the earth roared in unison and rushed out.

There were also thousands of monks, chariots, at this moment, towards the Holy Snow City, launched the most intense attack.

"Lei Haidan!" The roar shook the earth, the earth trembled, the sky was colorless, and the protective storm of Holy Snow City seemed to be about to be torn apart, and the voice of the Great Elder of the Cold Snow Family spread throughout the city.

As soon as these words came out, there were immediately four pills, which were thrown out of the city in an instant, and when one of them was still in mid-air, it was swallowed by a flying dragon, and the dragon's body trembled violently, and it collapsed and exploded with a bang, and the flesh and blood of the body disappeared in an instant, and a thunderbolt roared outward from the collapsed flesh and blood.

In this mid-air, a huge thunder sea of about 100 zhang or so was directly formed!

In the Thunder Sea, all the fierce beasts in the sky screamed in unison, and their bodies were torn apart by lightning in an instant!

On the earth, the three Thunder Sea Pills, the moment they landed, the roar rose to the sky, and in the shaking of the earth, three hundred-zhang thunder seas suddenly appeared, and under the diffusion, all the fierce beasts and monks in the thunder sea were torn apart by the thunder and lightning in the screams.

It was at this time that dark clouds appeared in the sky, and this dark cloud came suddenly, and lightning rumbled and came straight to the earth, as if igniting the flames of war, making the heavens and the earth lose color.

The four Lei Hai Dan caused this sensational effect, which Meng Hao had not expected before, these four pills were refined by him in the past three months and handed over to the Hanxue family.

Meng Hao knew that his elixir could create a ten-zhang thunder sea, and a hundred zhang was impossible, but soon Meng Hao knew the reason, this place was windy and snowy, the earth was ice and snow, and there were even storms, and even there should be a unique formation of Holy Snow City in it, which was like an increase, which made Meng Hao's Thunder Hai Dan ten times more powerful.

"This kind of increase should not be endless, if it is used too much, the formation will collapse and shatter on its own without waiting for outsiders to attack. When Meng Hao was thoughtful, there were shocking cheers in the city.

"Master Meng is mighty!!"

"This is the Dharma Pill refined by Master Meng, the power is unprecedented, earth-shattering!"

"Master Meng!!" The voice echoed inside the city, and when it came out of the city, the figures of monks on the city wall flew out quickly, and with their appearance, the five-pointed stars in the sky would fly out one with it, surrounding them, and the people of Motu Palace started a fight.

The earth shook, the battle on the battlefield was shocking, the roar echoed from time to time, and there were even more terrible screams, blood rain sprayed, Meng Hao saw this scene on the city wall, and his heart inevitably shook.

As the chariots outside the city sent out one after another, the city seemed to crumble, the earth was shattered, and the sky seemed to be torn apart.

At this moment, suddenly, a monk from the Western Desert in the late stage of the Jiedan, with three totems on his body, a dragon, a mountain ghost, and a river, his body flew up, floating in the air, holding a bloody head in his right hand, looking up to the sky and smiling.

"Holy Snow City's bullshit Master Meng, do you dare to fight with me!!" Between the words, the dragon behind the Western Desert monk transformed, looking up to the sky, and next to this dragon, there was a huge mountain ghost, looking at the city deadly, and then, at the feet of this big man, the river was revealed, earth-shattering.

"Tarot, the three-figure monk of the Western Desert Thorn Tribe, challenge Master Meng of the Holy Snow City, do you dare to fight, except for alchemy, you will not be able to do anything else!" The voice of the Great Han of the Western Desert spread throughout the battlefield, and immediately belonged to the monks of the Motu Palace and the Western Desert, and they all opened their mouths to let out arrogant voices.

"Meng Xiao'er, do you dare to fight!"

"What kind of thing Dan Master, in addition to secretly refining the Dan, can you be here and fight in a dignified manner!"

When all kinds of words echoed, in the Holy Snow City, Meng Hao's expression was calm, and he glanced at the totem on the body of this clamoring person.

"Mountain ghost totem, like a mountain like a ghost, this totem has the need to study. Meng Hao's eyes showed a glint of interest, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, his expression moved.

But the old woman among the four elders beside him frowned.

"This person provokes, there must be tricks, Master Meng, you ......" Before she could finish speaking, Meng Hao had already taken a step and shook his body, flying directly out of the city wall.

The old woman's face changed, and she rushed out, but the moment she rushed out, in the Motu Palace, a young monk wearing a silver mask smiled, and her body disappeared in an instant, and when she appeared, it was in front of the old woman, blocking her way.

On the battlefield, the Western Desert monk who was carrying the head, seeing Meng Hao rushing over, laughed, waved his right hand, and immediately the head collapsed and exploded, and his body was stained with blood, which was even more hideous, and went straight to Meng Hao.

The two of them were getting closer and closer, and the speed was extremely fast, which couldn't help but attract the attention of the monks on both sides, the people of the Holy Snow City, one by one, were extremely nervous, and the three Great Elders also rushed out, but they were blocked by Mo Tu and the Western Desert Yuan Infant Monk.

"Meng Xiao'er, let you know how to kill people as a monk of the Western Desert Dao!" The cultivation of the Western Desert man exploded violently, comparable to the momentum of the late stage of the Jiedan, and it was suddenly shocking, the dragon roared behind him, the mountain ghosts were hideous, the rivers were roaring, and the momentum was amazing.

He has a certain degree of certainty that he can kill the other party, and even if he can't succeed in a short time, as long as the other party is entangled by himself, this so-called Master Meng will definitely die.

"From the moment he came out, he was doomed to death!" The big man of the Western Desert sneered, seeing that there were only more than ten zhang between each other, Meng Hao's expression was still indifferent, but his body instantly emitted blood light, in this blood light, his figure disappeared in an instant, and a blood flashed and appeared directly in front of the big man who was still smiling.

Meng Hao appeared suddenly, the big man was stunned, and subconsciously was about to retreat, but Meng Hao's right hand grabbed his shirt like lightning and lifted it directly to the top of the body, this action was extremely skillful, as if Meng Hao had carried out countless times.

This scene was extremely weird, and the people around him were stunned.

But at this moment, at the moment when Meng Hao lifted the Western Desert Great Man, who was also stunned, a thunderbolt in the sky, which was obviously completely different from other lightning, roared down.

Isn't it ordinary lightning, this is the thunder of the Tribulation!

The people around didn't even have a chance to react, and the heavenly tribulation directly hit the Western Desert monk who was lifted, and in an instant, the dragon shattered violently, the mountain ghost phantom collapsed, the river roared, and the Western Desert monk didn't even have time to scream, he was completely slashed by the heavenly tribulation, and his body was ...... for a moment Straight black.

Death in a fit of rage!!

After all, he is not Meng Hao, this level of heavenly thunder, Meng Hao can only resist for various reasons, but this Western Desert monk obviously does not have such strength, and his soul is scattered at this moment.

"It's a pity that the totem of the mountain ghost. Meng Hao shook his head, let go of the corpse in his hand, and when the people around him were completely shocked by this scene, Meng Hao's body flashed with blood, and he retreated in an instant, and returned directly to the city wall at an extremely fast speed. (To be continued......)