The nineteenth ancestor of the Li family's complexion changed greatly, gritted his teeth and galloped back without hesitation, the four old men beside him all looked at Meng Hao in shock, quickly retreated, took the clansmen, and left Daohu Lake as fast as possible.

"Within a thousand feet here, you are waiting for the forbidden area, if you dare to step in, I will kill. When Meng Hao spoke slowly, everyone in the Li family withdrew with grievances.

"This Meng Hao, what kind of cultivation is it!!"

"Being able to fight the entire Qingluo Sect alone, although it was defeated in the hands of the Six Dao Ancestors, this Meng Hao has been rumored to be the strongest person under the Dao!"

"It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person to ask the question!"

Between the buzzing all around, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect immediately occupied this lake, not counting the one given by the Purple Yun Sect at this moment, the Blood Demon Sect mastered the two Dao Lakes.

The Six Ancestors of the Blood Demon were murderous, waiting for Meng Hao's next target.

Meng Hao stood there, did not go to see the Ziyun Sect, but swept over the Song family, and then stopped looking, and landed on the Jin Han Sect.

The middle-aged man of Jin Hanzong had a gloomy face, he just wanted to help the Li family, but the feeling that Meng Hao gave him here was extremely terrifying, he just hesitated, and the Li family had collapsed.

At this moment, being stared at by Meng Hao, everyone in the Jin Han Sect was shocked, the little fat man hesitated, and when he looked at Meng Hao, Meng Hao withdrew his gaze in silence, and no longer looked at Jin Han Sect, but fell on the One Sword Sect.

The fact that he looked away made everyone in the Jin Han Sect breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, and the middle-aged man was stunned, but when he was thinking, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

When Meng Hao looked at the One Sword Sect, he saw Chen Fan. Chen Fan was at the back of the team. Cultivation has reached the great consummation of the knot. His face was sallow, as if he was sick in his body, and when Meng Hao looked at him, he also looked up at Meng Hao.

After a long time, Meng Hao's gaze moved away and fell on Jian Lao's body, but in an instant, Meng Hao's heart had a sense of crisis. This crisis came from a person behind Jian Lao.

In the First Sword Sect, the sword elder's eyes flashed, and he looked at Meng Hao, and the eyes of the two of them condensed in mid-air, as if an invisible roar had stirred up.

Jian Lao snorted, his body shook slightly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his complexion changed, and then. He suddenly found that he couldn't bear the pressure of his gaze here. Actually...... It's not yourself who looks at it.

But behind him, a young man who was not good-looking and looked very thin, Meng Hao, saw that it was not Jian Lao, but this young man.

When he looked at the young man, the young man also raised his head and looked at Meng Hao calmly.

The two looked at each other, but Jian Lao was injured by mistake.

Finding that Meng Hao was looking at the young man behind him, Jian Lao sighed in his heart.

At the same time, Meng Hao took a step, and under the condensation of the eyes of everyone around him, he walked towards the One Sword Sect, and immediately the atmosphere around him was suppressed to the extreme.

Every step Meng Hao took seemed to roar to everyone.

It wasn't until Meng Hao walked in front of the third Dao Lake occupied by the One Sword Sect that all the disciples of the One Sword Sect beside this lake were like facing a great enemy, and those few Spirit Slaying Cultivators even had even more expressions of expression and shortness of breath.

"I want this lake. Meng Hao spoke lightly and looked at the young man behind Jian Lao.

"Impossible!" Sword Elder suddenly spoke, and when he got up suddenly, the disciples of the One Sword Sect all pulled out their swords, and the eight slashing spirits were even more full body cultivation exploded, and for a while, in the entire One Sword Sect, the sword qi was monstrous, making the wind and clouds change.

"Here you go!" But at this moment, the young man behind Jian Lao suddenly spoke, hoarse and old, not like a teenager's voice at all.

As soon as the young man spoke, the old man's face immediately changed, he turned around and bowed his head respectfully, and the few spiritual slaying monks were also stunned, and when they looked at the young man, they seemed to think of something, and their faces changed one by one, as if they gasped, and their expressions were unprecedentedly respectful, and they were even fanatical and excited.

"This piece of Dao Lake, you both like, send you. The young man looked at Meng Hao and said with a smile, but although he was smiling, the coldness in his eyes did not hide it at all.

Seeing this young man, Meng Hao was like seeing a sword!

An amazing sword!

As he spoke, all the disciples of the One Sword Sect next to the third Dao Lake all retreated and gave way to this Dao Lake.

The monks of the Blood Demon Sect stepped forward one after another with Meng Hao's nod and occupied this lake.

Until this moment, in the central area of the Ancient Dao Lake, these ten Qianzhang Dao Lakes, the Blood Demon Sect occupies three, the First Sword Sect occupies two, the Jin Han Sect occupies two, the Ziyun Sect occupies two, the Song family occupies one, the monks of the Qingluo Sect are destroyed, and the Li family is expelled from Wanzhang.

As for Baizhang Dao Lake, there are ten Baizhang Lakes in every Qianzhang Lake around this place, and there are more than 700 of them.

Among them, there are more than 400 Baizhang Dao Lakes with the banner of the Blood Demon Shaozong, and there are only a few dozen monks from the Blood Demon Sect who have stepped here, and even one person can not occupy one, so many Baizhang Dao Lakes have only one banner and no one guards them.

Meng Hao sat cross-legged beside the Qianzhang Dao Lake of the Qingluo Sect before, closed his eyes, and his internal cultivation was running, waiting for the next Dao Lake eruption.

Meng Hao at this moment, his coldness is a little strange.

Among the people in the Song family, Song Lao Wei looked at Meng Hao from time to time, his heart was full of emotion, and he always thought of the scene when Zhao Guo saw Meng Hao for the first time.

Then there is Wu Dingqiu of the Ziyun Sect, his mood is exactly the same as that of Song Laowei, and he can even think that there is still the remembered gun in the Ziyun Sect......

Time passes, the area of Qianzhang Dao Lake, is quiet, and the only Wanzhang Dao Lake surrounded by Qianzhang Dao Lake does not have the slightest wave, as if it is really a mirror.

Chu Yuyan was silent for a long time, and finally stood up and walked out of the crowd of the Purple Yun Sect, the dry Dao real person glanced at Chu Yuyan, did not stop it, and let Chu Yuyan walk towards the Blood Demon Sect.

Her walk, in this quiet area, immediately attracted a lot of attention.

She walked silently until she reached the periphery of Meng Hao's cross-legged place, where she was stopped by the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect.

"I want to see Meng Hao. Chu Yuyan looked at Meng Hao, who was meditating with his eyes closed not far away, and spoke softly.

The disciple of the Blood Demon Sect hesitated for a moment, he knew the relationship between his Shao Sect and the Purple Yun Sect.

"Let her in. Meng Hao opened his eyes and looked at Chu Yuyan.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect immediately got out of the way, and Chu Yuyan silently walked towards Meng Hao and sat beside him, with a complicated look in his eyes.

She didn't speak, and Meng Hao also chose to be silent.

"Have you ever been to that valley in the past few hundred years?" After a long time, Chu Yuyan suddenly spoke.

Meng Hao knew which valley she was talking about, that was where the two of them really met in the creation of the Blood Immortal.

"Nope. Meng Hao said calmly.

"I've been!" Chu Yuyan stared at Meng Hao.

Meng Hao was silent.

Chu Yuyan was bitter and looked at the water of Dao Lake in a daze, until a few hours later, she stood up and walked in the direction of Ziyun Sect, and when she took seven steps, she paused.

"If there is no Xu Qing......"

"There are no ifs. Meng Hao said softly.

"Why"

"To miss is to miss. ”

Chu Yuyan's body trembled, tears flowed, and she walked out of the Daohu where Meng Hao was and walked towards the Ziyun Sect.

Han Xueshan came, with her innocence, with her undisguised attachment to Meng Hao.

The little fat man also came, sat beside Meng Hao for a long time, he brought a pheasant, Meng Hao looked at the pheasant, when his right hand was raised, there was a fire, and the two of them were by this lake, under the eyes of everyone, eating pheasants.

The little fat man smiled, crushed his teeth with his sword, and before leaving, he hugged Meng Hao vigorously and walked away.

An Zaihai and Lin Hailong all came, and they talked about the past in a sigh, but they all avoided talking about the Dan Ghost Master, because they knew that for Meng Hao, the most important thing for Ziyun Sect was ...... His master.

Ye Feimu didn't come, and the last one to come from Ziyun Sect was an old man with a low cultivation, but when he came, Meng Hao had a smile on his face.

"Baiyun comes. ”

Fang ...... Meng Hao. The old man subconsciously wanted to call out the name Fang Mu.

The Song family, the Jin Han Sect, and the One Sword Sect, all have people coming, even if they were tense before, but now, they are all here, these people are all Daozi Tianjiao who was in the same era as him when Meng Hao was in the Southern Regions, but now, their cultivation is the highest, and they are only Yuan Ying.

They looked at Meng Hao and couldn't help but recall the scenes of the year, Meng Hao didn't see Li Tiandao of the Li family, this time Daohu, he didn't come.

As for Wang Lihai, as well as Wang Tengfei in his memory, Meng Hao didn't know if the slaughter of the tenth ancestor of the Wang family was still alive.

There is another person, after Meng Hao returned to the Southern Regions, he never saw her, she was Han Bei, Han Bei of Qingluo Sect.

The last one to come was Chen Fan, his appearance had been vicissitudes, his cultivation was less than a Yuan Infant, and his body was thin, which was very different from the figure in Meng Hao's memory.

It seems that in the past few hundred years, he has a lot of more worries, which are pressing him and making him breathless.

He didn't say anything to Meng Haoduo, just took out the wine jug and drank the wine, I don't know when he had to have wine every day, and he had to get drunk every day.

He is no longer the seven swords like the sun back then, he has been surpassed by the same sect one after another, and in the One Sword Sect, he has been depressed.

But he was still smiling, smiling at Meng Hao, and that smile still contained the gentleness and love of the past.

"Senior Brother Chen......" Meng Hao looked at the man in front of him, every time he saw these old people, he would think of the Backing Mountain Sect.

"Practice well, if I become an immortal one day, I can also show off to others, I have a younger brother who is an immortal. Chen Fan smiled and patted Meng Hao's shoulder, took a big sip of the wine jug, and walked towards the One Sword Sect.

Meng Hao clearly saw that many of the disciples of the First Sword Sect showed contempt when they looked at Chen Fan.

It's my fault that the update time is unstable, I hope you forgive me...... (To be continued......)