In the blood cocoon, the figure meditating cross-legged, with pale hair, no skin on the body, can see some blood vessels and meridians, the whole person looks very terrifying.

His eyes were blank, and there was a monstrous demonic aura emanating from his body, as if the whole person had become a blood demon!

It's Meng Hao!

The qi, blood, and cultivation of more than 100,000 monks absorbed, as well as their souls, allowed Meng Hao to dissolve the ruining power that dispersed into his body when the pseudo-immortal puppet collapsed.

But he couldn't get his body back to heal completely.

The outside world called Meng Hao's name, and the voice became stronger and stronger, echoing in Meng Hao's ears when it passed through the blood cocoon, muffled, as if it had been stretched.

Gradually, Meng Hao's eyes were no longer at a loss, and Qingming appeared.

"I ...... It's Meng Hao......" muttering, Meng Hao's body shook suddenly, his mind roared and fluctuated, and all the memories appeared at this moment.

From when he was young, until his parents disappeared when he was seven years old, he chased out of the fog, until the Backing Mountain Sect, the Ziyun Sect, the Western Desert Land, the Demon Immortal Sect, the Tianhe Sea, and then the Southern Regions to fight.

He thought about it all, married Xu Qing, and watched Xu Qing's soul return to Lechuan, this scene made Meng Hao's body tremble at the same time, on the back of his right hand, the mark that had appeared once appeared appeared again, flashing and flashing.

Looking down at the mark on the back of his hand, Meng Hao's mind seemed to have a little more...... The memories that made him unfamiliar, those memories were just broken fragments, unable to be connected.

In these clips, they are all scenes from before he was seven years old, but the scene in that picture is not Zhao Guo. It's a strange place. Especially in one of the pictures. The sky was seven moons, one bright and six dim.

In this unique sky, he was held in the arms of a woman, and there was a young man beside him, who was looking at him with a smile, and in the distance, a tall old man. The laughter echoed, and it was extremely kind.

That man and woman, Meng Hao is no stranger, that is what his parents look like in his memory.

But the sky, the earth, and the whole world made Meng Hao very unfamiliar.

There...... It's not the South Heaven and Earth.

"Just like the curse of the Southern Heaven and Earth, it has no effect on me...... I, am I really not born in the Southern Heaven and Earth? Meng Hao was silent, this question. He didn't have time to think about it, but now he was in this blood cocoon. Triggered by these scattered fragments of memories in my mind.

After a long time, the mark on the back of Meng Hao's hand slowly dissipated, he raised his head, and slowly stood up in the call of the outside world.

In the storm, Meng Hao stepped out, and in the eyes of all the monks of the Southern Regions around him, Meng Hao, who walked out of the blood-colored storm, had white hair, a hideous appearance, and no skin on his body, but they were not afraid, and still called.

"Meng Hao!"

"Meng Hao!"

"Meng Hao!!"

Dan Ghost, Song Ancestor, and Jin Han Ancestor all came quickly, and when they appeared beside Meng Hao, Meng Hao's second deity also recovered and appeared in the distance.

"Hao'er......" Dan Ghost looked at Meng Hao's current body, and his heart ached.

"Master, it's okay...... This is just the excesses of the sixth layer of the Blood Demon Dafa. Meng Hao clenched his fists and bowed, and spoke softly when he looked up.

"The sixth layer of the Blood Demon Dafa!" Song Lao Zu gasped and looked at Meng Hao.

This is indeed the sixth layer of the Blood Demon Dafa, and the moment Meng Hao finally collapsed, the sixth layer of his Blood Demon Dafa opened on its own, as if to step into this sixth layer, he had to experience such a dissipation of blood throughout his body.

"Then you ...... now" Dan Ghost looked at Meng Hao.

"Master, the second batch of monks coming from the Northern Lands, are there any others in the Southern Regions?" Meng Hao opened his mouth, a flash of red light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, there are a total of six battlefields, three or four overlapping here, and now there are four more places, scattered in four directions, and the total number of monks in the Northland is about 100,000!" Dan Ghost seemed to have realized, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes, he understood that Meng Hao's current state was already a demon, a demon of killing.

"Master, I have found the third way of the sword. Meng Hao looked at the Dan Ghost and respectfully clenched his fists.

Dan Ghost's eyes froze, then he laughed, no longer worried, raised his right hand and waved, and a jade slip flew out, which contained the locations of the four armies of monks in the Northland.

Meng Hao took the jade slip, hugged his fists towards Song Lao Zu and Jin Han Lao Zu, and bowed to the surrounding monks of the Southern Regions, then flew up and went straight into the distance, his second figure was distorted, and when it disappeared, it turned into Meng Hao's shadow and went away together.

After Meng Hao left, the Dan Ghost took out the Dan Furnace, released a large amount of pills, and gave them to the monks of the Southern Regions, while also letting everyone trim them, while he, Jin Han Ancestor and Song Ancestor began to arrange the formation.

They understood that the war was not over yet, and that the stronger third group in the Northland was on its way, and it would not be long before it came, and that was the final battle that would determine the outcome of the battle.

Albeit...... The odds of victory in the Southern Regions are not much, but they still have to fight!

I'd rather die in battle than let the Southern Regions fall from now on.

At the same time, Meng Hao was in mid-air, turning into a blood-colored rainbow, galloping forward, holding the jade slip in his hand, aiming at the second battlefield not too far from here.

"There are three realms of Blood Demon Dafa, the first realm, I can fight the early stage of the Dao, the second realm, the middle stage of the Dao, and the completion of this third realm, with my current cultivation, can also shake the peak of the Dao!"

"If I can make a third slash and step into the question, then the question...... I will be invincible!" Meng Hao's expression was calm, and he muttered inwardly.

"The Third Soul Slashing Knife...... I already have a clue. When Meng Hao spoke softly, he glanced down at the shadow on the ground that outsiders couldn't see, it was his second deity.

As he walked forward, he was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for him to hear the sound of fighting in the distance, which was not as shocking as the hundreds of thousands of battles, but it could still shake all directions.

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of people are fighting.

One side is constantly retreating, the other side is cruelly approaching, and everywhere it passes, the earth is covered with blood, and corpses are everywhere in the distance.

More than 20,000 monks from the Northern Regions, and more than 10,000 monks from the Southern Regions, are killing, and the monks from the Southern Regions here are mainly from the Ziyun Sect, and the Tianjiao of the Ziyun Sect in it is not yet completely grown, so they can't occupy the role, and the ones who really play a role are the three old men who cut the soul.

On the side of the Northland, the Slashing Spirit dispatched four people.

In the roar, the monks of the Southern Regions kept retreating, the three of them were seriously injured, the disciples had died too much, and Chu Yuyan was also among them, his face was pale at the moment, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was fighting with others.

There are too many familiar figures of Meng Hao, all here, some have fallen, and some are still holding on, roaring and roaring.

Meng Hao's figure, like a blood-colored meteor, dyed the sky red when it roared from the sky, and as soon as it appeared, it immediately made the tens of thousands of people who were fighting on the earth all shake their hearts.

Especially those old men who slashed the soul, their eyes shrank, and for a while, they couldn't tell whether the person who was coming was friend or foe!

Only Chu Yuyan, after almost avoiding a fatal spell, she spurted blood, and when she looked up, she only glanced at the figure in Changhong, and her heart trembled violently.

The white hair, the figure with skin inside, the seemingly hideous and terrifying appearance, but in her eyes, she recognized it at a glance...... That's Meng Hao.

He ...... What's wrong......" Chu Yuyan's heart was aching, she had her pride, but under this pride, she still had zài When she saw Meng Hao like this, the heartache that emerged.

Rumble!

Meng Hao descended, like a meteor, blasted into the people of the Northland, as soon as he fell, the ground shook, and cracks appeared one after another, which made many Northland monks spurt blood, and their bodies collapsed directly.

The four Spirit Slaying powerhouses in the northern land were in a hurry, gritting their teeth and rushing to kill, but before they could get closer, Meng Hao raised his right hand and waved forward, and immediately a large amount of red mist spread towards the eight directions in an instant.

The four slashing spirits, bearing the brunt of the blow, were drilled into the body by the mist in an instant, followed by a terrible scream that shook the earth, even if they were strong slashing spirits, but they were still in the blink of an eye, the body withered, the qi and blood, cultivation and soul, were quickly withdrawn, and as the fog dispersed, these four people turned into dry corpses and fell to the earth.

This scene shook all the Northland monks, but immediately after, the spread of the red mist, and a terrible sound suddenly rose.

All the monks in the Northland were still killing monstrously one by one, but now, they were trembling and miserable, their bodies withered, their cultivation dissipated, and their souls were withdrawn.

The entire battlefield was occupied by this poignant scene in an instant, and these disciples of the Ziyun Sect were all pale and retreated, and while being shocked by Meng Hao, they also showed fear.

"Who is he!!"

"The whole body is bloody, there is no skin, and the spell is strange!"

"This ...... How can it be somewhat similar to Meng Hao's Blood Demon Dafa......"

Chu Yuyan looked at Meng Hao in the group of monks in the northern land in a daze, looking at his figure like a blood demon, her heart hurt even more, she seemed to be able to see that Meng Hao's body carried a sense of sadness.

In the roar, the more than 20,000 Northern Earth monks around Meng Hao, in the terrible screams, all turned into dried corpses, and as the red mist emanated from their bodies and recondensed into Meng Hao's body, Meng Hao's body made a clicking sound at this moment.

The body, which originally had no skin, grew some skin at this moment, and the body's qi and blood were vigorous, making the sky seem to be shaken, and thunder was heard.

"Meng Hao! he's ...... Meng Hao!"

"It's really Meng Hao, I didn't see it just now, and I saw him when the skin on his body was a little more restored...... It's Meng Hao!"

"How did he become like this!" The disciples of the Ziyun Sect all showed shock, and when the words came out, Meng Hao's body jumped up, looked down at the earth, glanced at everyone, and after staying on Chu Yuyan for a while, he turned around and walked away.

"Go to the Blood Demon Sect and assemble there!" Meng Hao's voice came from afar. (To be continued......)