On the Eighth National Fortune Mountain, Han Qinglei's face was bloodless, and when he crossed his knees, he spurted blood again, took out the pill and swallowed it immediately, and seized the time to heal his injuries, this time he went out unfavorably, and was chased by Meng Hao, looking at the entire Rufeng Realm, he couldn't find a safer place than this National Fortune Mountain.

At this moment, when he crossed his knees, he recovered with all his might, and outside this mountain of national fortune, the four middle-aged monks of the eighth mountain and sea all shook in their hearts at this moment, and when they looked at each other, they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

They know Han Qinglei, and even in their opinion, they have never seen it in their lives, and some people of the same generation can compare to Han Qinglei's existence.

Can...... Right now, Han Qinglei was actually injured so badly, which made the four of them tremble in their hearts, they knew that Han Qinglei had gone to the Ninth Country before.

"Is it the sequence of the ninth mountain, Meng Hao......"

"It should be this person, Han Qinglei went to the Ninth Country, and the two of them will inevitably fight!" all four of them took a deep breath, and their expressions instantly became solemn.

But they didn't have a choice, whether it was their mission, or the relationship between their own interests in the Wind Realm, they couldn't give up here.

Time passed, when the four of them were dignified and repaired, suddenly, in the distant sky, there was a long rainbow whistling, the speed was so fast, before it was close, there was a roaring sound echoing in the sky.

Changhong is Meng Hao!

With the arrival of the Eighth Country, a huge coercion descended on the Eighth Country in a bang, just like the coercion felt by Fan Dong'er and the others when Han Qinglei stepped into the Ninth Country. At this moment, all the people in the Eighth Kingdom have similar feelings.

The faces of the four of them changed suddenly, and they all looked at Meng Hao. Without waiting for Meng Hao to make a move, the four of them gritted their teeth fiercely, and immediately pinched the trick and transformed into magical powers.

"Four Holy Arrays!" the four of them immediately shouted, and suddenly the sky changed color, and the heavens and the earth roared, these four monks were not immortals. It's the Ancient Realm!

It is all the cultivation of extinguishing the five soul lamps in the ancient realm, and it is also the cultivation that can enter the limit of this wind realm. At this moment, at the same time, the wind immediately surged, and a roar came out, a huge white tiger. Boom.

This white tiger is the size of a hundred zhang, with a battle armor all over its body, and its momentum is amazing.

Then the Xuanwu transformed, like a tyrant, with black water in the hideous, as if it was about to roll and reverse the sky, and the whole body was pitch black. There is infinite power monstrous, faintly, as if under the feet of this Xuanwu. And the illusory earth.

Immediately afterwards, Suzaku rose into the air with an endless sea of fire, and finally appeared a green dragon, and the dragon's roar came out. Let the sky be distorted, and these four saints will be transformed. Changing in all directions, faintly, there is thunder wandering in the clouds, and the momentum is good.

"Four Holy Kill!" The four cultivators roared at the same time, and suddenly the shadow of the four saints roared straight towards Meng Hao in mid-air, and between the rolling clouds and mist, the white tiger was the first to rush out, extremely fast, with infinite evil energy, and pounced on Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, he took a step forward and fell in a cold snort, raised his right hand and waved it in front of him, and suddenly swallowed the mountain trick, and countless mountain peaks roared down, smashing straight towards the white tiger, and the loud sound echoed, the moment the white tiger was blocked, Meng Hao had already stepped closer, and his right hand was towards the head of the white tiger, and he slapped it fiercely.

Under this beat, the white tiger trembled, let out a terrible scream, and the entire head exploded, and one of the four monks spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

But although this white tiger has no head, it still has not died, after all, it is not a fierce beast, but a spell formation, at this moment, the claws are raised, and they are grabbing Meng Hao fiercely.

Like the sound of gold and iron rubbing, a piercing whirlwind spread, and the huge tiger claw immediately clawed over Meng Hao's body, but it couldn't hurt Meng Hao in the slightest, Meng Hao's body had stepped into the ancient realm, how could it be that this white tiger could shake it.

The white tiger was stunned, and the four monks under the Guoyun Mountain were shocked at the same time.

"His Flesh ......"

"Damn, what kind of body is he, he can't even shake the white tiger!"

At the moment when their hearts were shocked, Meng Hao sneered, his body rushed out, and when his right hand was raised, this time it was directly pressed on the abdomen of the white tiger, and under a press, the mountain swallowing technique ran again, but this time it did not come from the sky, but appeared out of thin air in the body of the white tiger, and in the midst of the boom, one by one the mountain tips penetrated out of the white tiger's body, and the white tiger let out a terrible scream, and the huge body immediately collapsed in the blink of an eye, falling apart, and being replaced by countless mountain peaks.

In the four cultivations, the monk who controlled the white tiger spurted blood again, and his whole body trembled, and there was a clicking sound, and some bones were broken, and his body shook, and he almost fainted directly.

When he looked at Meng Hao, he had already shown strong fear and horror, he finally knew why Han Qinglei was defeated, because this Meng Hao was better than Han Qinglei...... It's unimaginably tough.

Before they could continue to unfold their magical powers, Meng Hao was already like a sharp arrow, roaring closely, and he actually used his body to directly hit the Xuanwu who roared towards Meng Hao.

Xuanwu, extremely hard, surrounded by black water and earth, was good at protection, but at this moment, at the moment when Meng Hao hit him, his whole body trembled, and when the scream came out, cracks spread rapidly on his body, that is, in the blink of an eye, the black water dissipated, the earth shattered, and Xuanwu's body collapsed and exploded directly!

Inch by inch shattered, completely shattered in mid-air, unable to stop Meng Hao in the slightest, so that Meng Hao here, directly penetrated, so that the monk who controlled Xuanwu at the foot of the National Fortune Mountain, blood spurted out, and his body immediately withered, trembling in his heart, and his expression was shocked.

The other two roared at the same time, and immediately the Vermilion Bird and the Green Dragon roared in the sky, and they actually staggered together, rushing towards Meng Hao at the same time, blocking him from coming.

The dragon and phoenix together, the power increased dramatically, and the whole body of the Vermilion Bird was filled with a sea of fire, overwhelming, and the momentum was amazing, as if it was going to burn the sky, incinerate the earth, and completely shatter Meng Hao.

As it approached, the heat spread violently, distorting the void.

"Fire?" Meng Hao smiled slightly, did not retreat the slightest, and still moved forward, and when his right hand pinched the trick, a ball of fire immediately appeared in his hand.

Precisely...... Divine Fire Origin!

Pinched hard, suddenly this fire burst open, forming an endless divine fire immediately around Meng Hao, at the moment when the Vermilion Bird came, Meng Hao shook his sleeves and waved all the divine fire in his body forward, this divine fire vented away, containing Meng Hao's thoughts in mid-air, and turned into a Vermilion Bird.

The two Vermilion Birds, at this moment, directly collided with each other in mid-air, and when the roaring sound echoed in all directions, Meng Hao's Divine Fire Vermilion Bird slaughtered into the Four Saint Vermilion Birds of the Four Cultivations alive and burned them alive!

Vermilion Bird, originally born in the fire, although it is a spell, but there is a trace of Vermilion Bird, but at this moment, it was burned by the flames, let out a terrible scream, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared, the monk who controlled the Vermilion Bird, the same blood spurted out, the seven orifices bled blood, and even under the backlash, the whole body was filled with a sea of fire, and the cry was terrible, and it was directly destroyed by this backlash, and the burned form and spirit were destroyed.

This qiē is a long story, but in fact, it was only a few breaths, and the four saints were killed by three statues, and the last green dragon, before they could get close to Meng Hao, Meng Hao's right hand grabbed the void, and suddenly the white bone spear appeared.

This spear with wood as a rod and white bones as a tip, when it appeared, there was immediately a bad breath dispersed, as if the surroundings were turned into the middle of winter, and after glancing at the green dragon, Meng Hao threw the spear in his hand violently, and with a buzz, the spear directly broke through the void, as if cutting a crack in the sky, and went straight to the green dragon.

The green dragon was shocked, his tail shook violently, and he wanted to shoot the spear away, but at the moment of touch, the tail of the green dragon suddenly shattered, and the speed of the spear was amazing in an instant, and after turning into an afterimage, it directly pierced into the body of the green dragon, with huge strength, even if the green dragon struggled, there was no way to fight, and was driven by this spear, straight to the earth.

Until there was a bang, the green dragon was actually fixed on the ground by the spear, smashing the ground into a big hole.

The monk who controlled the green dragon turned pale and spurted blood, Meng Hao in mid-air had already gone straight to Guoyun Mountain, raised his right hand, and directly punched it.

The loud noise was monstrous, and the statue on the Eighth National Fortune Mountain emitted light, forming a curtain of light, blocking Meng Hao's punch, and there was a strong backlash, which made Meng Hao frown and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Almost at the moment when he retreated, the three monks around him gritted their teeth and roared, they felt the strong pressure, even if they were injured at this moment, they all rushed out, and their magical powers were transformed to stop Meng Hao.

"Get out!" Meng Hao flicked his sleeves, and the sound of boom suddenly shocked the sky, and a strong force spread out from his body, directly hitting the three people, making the three people who were already injured immediately spurt blood, two of them died of anger, and the last person turned pale and did not hesitate in shock, turned around and fled.

Meng Hao didn't chase either, his right hand was raised, and he bombarded the light curtain again, but there was a strange light flashing in his eyes, and there was an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Inside the light curtain, under the statue, Han Qinglei's face was pale, and he was healing at full speed.

At the same time, in the seventh country, Lin Cong, the sequence of the fourth mountain, was standing on a bronze chariot, this chariot roared rapidly, Lin Cong, who was dressed in white, looked indifferent, but there was an indescribable sense of strength, which was faintly permeating him, that was a kind of self-confidence of a superior person, a kind of self-confidence in his own cultivation.

"Han Qinglei, do you want to give me a big gift?" Lin Cong's eyes flashed, he looked at the jade slip in his hand, and sneered.

"Judging from the fluctuations, Han Qinglei and Meng Hao have already started a war...... It's okay, since the two of them are together, then after both are defeated, the world imprints of the two countries will belong to me Lin Cong, no matter what conspiracy Han Qinglei has, in the face of absolute strength, it will be devastated!"

Lin Cong smiled faintly, the chariot under him was faster, setting off strong fluctuations all the way, and it was even more on him, his cultivation fluctuated, with supreme domineering, without the slightest concealment, as if to tell everyone that he Lin Cong had arrived.

Again, it's a deterrent to other sequences!

He has this deterrent power, and he also has strong self-confidence, because by chance, he challenged the recognized strongest first mountain sequence, and although he was defeated in that battle, the first mountain sequence told him that he was the strongest one in the sequence that the other party had come into contact with!

Maybe the sea sang too much, or the seafood was angry, so I ...... After eating a few crayfish, I was allergic to seafood, so painful, and there were small red spots all over my body. (To be continued)

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