Chapter 1248: Out of the Thirty-Three Lands!

Rise, the meaning of these two words, is different from when Meng Hao was in the Fang family, the rise of the Fang family needs Meng Hao's flying.

Because he is a member of the Fang family, he is the young master of the Fang family's lineage, his father is a profound cultivator, and he has an elder in the family.

Therefore, in the Fang family, it is not so much the rise of the lineage, but Meng Hao's personal self-proof!

Ke Meng's ...... It's different, even if Meng Hao has a status in the Meng family with his own cultivation, unless he can stay in the Meng family forever and stay in the eighth mountain and sea, otherwise, once he leaves, waiting for his grandfather's lineage will still be the result of the past.

The rise of the Meng family is doomed...... It is the explosion of a vein, not the soaring of one person.

Meng Hao was silent, his heart was very heavy, Meng Chen's few words, Meng Hao could imagine the current downfall and crisis of his grandfather's lineage, when the clansmen of the first line, only one was a fairyland, it could already represent a qiē.

It is life and death that can be erased at any time.

In particular, Meng Chen's death is not the slightest bit for the entire Meng family, and no one will care about it, but for his grandfather's lineage, it is a catastrophe.

The only Faerie people, died......

"Why is this happening. Meng Hao was puzzled, in less than a thousand years, there was only one possibility for a once prosperous vein to become so depressed.

"All the strong people are dead, only orphans and widows remain......" Meng Hao's body trembled, his eyes were red, his heart was tingling, if it was really as he guessed, then his guilt was even greater.

In silence. Meng Hao gradually walked away. He didn't go to Han Qinglei. There is no need to leave with Han Qinglei, Meng Hao will walk out of here as Meng Chen.

After a stick of incense, there was a roar, echoing throughout the tomb, like the earth shaking the mountain, and a huge crack suddenly appeared at the same time. A terrifying repulsion erupted.

This is the way to leave here in the memory of the greedy wolf, there is a circle of eyes in this place, find the array of eyes, reverse the origin of the life of the greedy wolf, and you can leave.

With a roar, Meng Hao let the repulsive force push his body, and it erupted along the crack, behind him. Han Qinglei's face was shocked, and he was also sprayed out. He immediately looked back at the crack in the cemetery, and he found that the only people who were squirted out were himself and the people of the Meng family.

Everyone else didn't come out...... Meng Hao, he didn't see it either.

This qiē seems to have only one result.

"Dead? impossible!" Han Qinglei didn't believe that Meng Hao had died inside, and when he met Meng Hao before, the strange scene suddenly appeared in his heart.

Han Qinglei was silent, faintly had a bad premonition, sighed, and when he turned around, he saw the world, shrouded in fog again, and there were roars from time to time in the mist, and there was a roar from the fog, and there was a roar of monks' spells.

With his gaze retracted, he glanced at the people of the Meng family who had been sprayed out before him, and the reason why he recognized it was because of the clansmen of the Meng family, all of whom came here were in the fairyland, and at this moment, Meng Hao's cultivation was also suppressed to the fairyland.

"Everyone else is dead, how can he be alive......" Han Qinglei's eyes flashed, and he was about to look at Meng Hao carefully, when suddenly, a loud noise came from within the mist, and a roar rose into the sky.

"Hungry...... Hungry ......" As the loud noise came out, the sound of iron chains echoed, and then, a huge black iron chain was thrown out of the mist, and where it passed, there were mountain peaks touching, and the mountain peaks immediately collapsed, and the bodies of several monks were thrown away and directly shattered in mid-air.

The mist was rolling and faint, and a huge figure could be seen inside it, this figure had a huge belly, surrounded by countless iron chains, and was roaring.

The eight directions of this figure are surrounded by many monks, and there is even a Dao realm among them, who are fighting with this figure.

Obviously, after Meng Hao and the others were sucked into the tomb, although the old man of the Shinto Dao left that day, more monks stepped in to find the creation.

"What is this!" Han Qinglei gasped, looking at the figure in the mist, although it was blurry, he still saw that the body of this figure was actually covered with countless tentacles like whiskers, these tentacles were fluttering, some were tied to iron chains, and some were scattered, which looked shocking.

And around this figure, many monks are besieging, and many of them seem to be collecting the blood dripping from the tentacles around the giant.

When Han Qinglei, who was attracted by the misty figure, turned his head sideways again, he could no longer see Meng Hao, he could only hide his doubts in his heart, looked down at the cemetery again, sighed, and his body jumped up, heading straight to the upper exit.

Meng Hao was in the mist, watching Han Qinglei go away, he lowered his head and walked quickly in this mist, when Han Qinglei's figure disappeared from the exit, Meng Hao waited for a while, and then flew up.

He is not wary of Han Qinglei, the other party can come to save him, this is friendship, he remembers, but his current identity is really inconvenient to see, and Meng Hao's heart is low, and the speculation about his grandfather's vein makes his heart very heavy.

But at the moment when Meng Hao flew up, a figure rolled up from a distance, it was an ancient realm monk, he spurted blood, his face was pale, he was still besieging the terrifying giant before, but he was thrown by it in the blink of an eye, just the power of the aftermath, he almost collapsed, and was swept out tens of thousands of zhang away, to the front of Meng Hao.

Meng Hao avoided it, as long as he continued to go up, the ancient realm monk who was thrown was a middle-aged man, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the huge figure in the distance with palpitations, and suddenly looked up at Meng Hao.

"Fairyland? Even fairyland monks dare to come here, which sect?" The monk's eyes flashed, and he flew towards Meng Hao and stopped Meng Hao.

"Get out!" Meng Hao looked at this person coldly and continued to gallop.

"What a big boldness, you are looking for death!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, rushed towards Meng Hao in an instant, raised his right hand, and was about to grab it, Meng Hao frowned, he could see at a glance that this monk had a bad intention, and when the murderous intent flashed in his eyes, suddenly, before the middle-aged man could catch it, the earth immediately roared.

As the roar echoed, the fog around it instantly rolled and spread towards the surroundings. Meanwhile. The huge figure under the siege of everyone. It was also clearly revealed in Meng Hao's eyes.

It was a giant a thousand feet tall, huge on its own, like a sphere, with tentacles fluttering around it, and if it weren't for the fact that this man had a head and limbs, it could easily be seen as a huge ball.

In his hand, he was holding a huge stick. As it waved, a roaring sound echoed.

"Hungry...... Hungry ......" he grabbed a monk with his left hand, and immediately grabbed a monk in his hand, put it directly in his mouth and bit it down in front of everyone, and when he tore it, blood flowed out and was swallowed alive by him.

When the terrible scream came out, Meng Hao immediately saw that this huge figure was one of the many tentacles on his body after swallowing a monk. Suddenly, there was a light, and there seemed to be a crystal liquid. It flowed inside the tentacle, and everyone around it, including the Dao Realm, immediately attacked this tentacle.

With a roar, the tentacles shattered, and a few drops of crystal liquid flew out of it, which were immediately coaxed by the surrounding monks.

Just as Meng Hao was looking, a cold voice came from behind him.

"See, do me a favor, use your body, go and help me change a few drops of moon liquid!" The middle-aged monk beside Meng Hao suddenly made a move, and when his right hand grabbed Meng Hao like lightning, Meng Hao didn't look back, his right hand raised and pointed back, obviously not pointing at the middle-aged monk, but the monk's body trembled suddenly, and his eyes showed incredulity, his body seemed to be uncontrollable at this moment, and he stood behind Meng Hao, motionless.

With a look of horror in his eyes, he looked at Meng Hao, and his heart set off a monstrous wave.

Meng Hao never looked back, looking at the giant, when he was thinking, suddenly, there was a roar from the earth, and the roar echoed, and a repulsive force came out directly from this world, filling the entire heaven and earth.

This repulsive force was a huge thrust, pushing all the monks' bodies into the air in the blink of an eye, and at this time, those diffused fogs suddenly tumbled, forming one after another hideous faces, roaring in the sky, towards the people in mid-air, roaring.

It's as if to drive everyone here out of here!

What's even more amazing is that the exit in the sky is shrinking really quickly at this moment, and it seems that it will soon be closed.

"Let's go, this place is closing, leave immediately!" Immediately a monk's voice came and quickly rose into the air.

"Thirty-three places have a limited opening time, a total of three openings, the beginning, the middle, the end, one time is longer than the last, and the area that is opened is more than one time, this time to leave, next time we still have a chance, but if it can't go out after it closes, throughout the ages, I haven't heard that anyone can live until the next time it opens!"

"It's a pity that this burial ground is too poor, Bingshan didn't see it, and there is only one ...... to accompany the funeral suppression" everyone's voices echoed, and one flew into the sky quickly.

The huge figure also roared at this moment, and when it killed everyone, the rejection here was even stronger, Meng Hao's body shook and went straight to the sky, and the middle-aged man, following Meng Hao uncontrollably, galloped all the way and rushed to the exit.

But just when everyone approached the exit and was about to leave, suddenly, the huge figure, the body was in the air, staring at the monk above, violently opened and roared, and let out an earth-shattering roar, in this roar, his body was crazy to expand, and the tentacles on the body spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he couldn't see his head and surroundings, and what he saw was a huge sphere that was full of feet.

When everyone was shocked, the tentacles on the body of this huge sphere, like lightning, thousands, roared straight to the sky, the speed was so fast, in an instant, there were monks who couldn't dodge, and were directly entangled, and in an instant, cracks appeared on the tentacles, swallowing life into it.

In an uproar, seeing that only three percent of the original size was left at the exit, and the rest of the people were faster, and in an instant, some of them rushed out along the exit, chasing their tentacles, as if they didn't dare to chase out, and rushed towards others when they rolled back.

Meng Hao here, there is also a tentacle coming in an instant, but at the moment when he got close to Meng Hao, Meng Hao's right hand grabbed it in the back, and immediately the middle-aged monk was thrown out by Meng Hao in fear and despair, and was grabbed by the tentacle instead of himself, and after swallowing it directly, Meng Hao walked out with a calm expression, stepped into the exit, and when he turned back, he took a deep look at the huge sphere and the tentacles flying around, as well as the hideous face turned by the tumbling mist.

Turned around and walked out. (To be continued......)