The moment the third soul lamp went out, the lights around it flickered on and off, and even the remaining thirty soul lamps seemed to be blown by a wisp of yin wind, causing those lamps to shake as well.

"Seven withered ...... of the gods" Meng Hao said lightly, feeling the cultivation that was rising again under the constant roar in his body, he closed his eyes, and his cultivation was constantly improving, and his divine sense also exploded, increasing by one percent again!

At this moment, he is already comparable to nearly sixty percent of the Supreme Divine Sense!

"If the remaining thirty soul lamps can be completely extinguished, then the power of my divine consciousness will be three times that of the Supreme! Even if it is only three times that of the Seven Origin Supreme, it will still be terrifyingly strong. Meng Hao's eyes opened, revealing his essence, he took a deep breath, the roar in his body was still there, whether it was cultivation, whether it was the flesh god, or the divine soul, they were all strong at this moment.

"For me, the ancient realm is no longer excessive, but ...... An unprecedented transformation!" Meng Hao flicked his sleeves, and immediately the storm roared all around, and his divine sense suddenly dispersed, enveloping all directions, he could feel that his self at this moment was almost six or seven percent stronger than before!

"It could be stronger. Meng Hao's eyes flashed, he looked at the fourth soul lamp, his eyes were full of wonder, and his heart flashed in an instant, this fourth soul lamp was directly extinguished in an instant!!

As it went out, as the green smoke rose, it burrowed into Meng Hao's mouth and nose, and the loud noise in Meng Hao's body was monstrous, and his cultivation exploded with a bang, setting off a storm that filled this entire void world.

His divine consciousness has increased again, from the previous sixty percent, to seventy percent!!

There was a loud thud in his body, and his spirit seemed to rush out of his body and rise into the sky. The light in Meng Hao's eyes. Brilliant at all. It's like being a source of light.

And the illusion emitted by this god's seven withering was simply insignificant to Meng Hao, and it couldn't shake his mind in the slightest.

Even if this is Luo Tiandao Immortal's Ancient Lantern Tribulation, it still can't be compared with Meng Hao's true and false experience, let alone Meng Hao, who has been looking for this life from endless years, to fight against it!

All it takes is one glance from him, all illusions. When it doesn't appear, it disintegrates and falls apart!

With the extinguishing of the fourth soul lamp, Meng Hao's body was monstrous, and at the moment when he was about to extinguish the fifth soul lamp, suddenly, an angry roar suddenly came out from the extinguished fourth soul lamp, and at the same time, the surrounding nothingness seemed to be distorted and faint. It's like a big hand, shuttling the barrier between the unreal and the real. penetrated and grabbed Meng Hao.

"Die!!" This roar was accompanied by a roar, and even more anger, when it came, Meng Hao was unfamiliar, whether it was this big hand or the owner of the roar, it was Meng Hao who had encountered it...... The existence hidden in the ancient tribulation mist, hidden in the first dry illusion, hated Meng Hao to the bone.

It waited for Meng Hao's arrival in the dry illusion, but it didn't expect that what it was waiting for was actually such a change, at this moment, it saw that only the last soul lamp was left, once it was also extinguished, with the end of the first dryness, it would have no chance to shake Meng Hao, and it was immediately anxious, so it gathered a big hand and rushed out to stop Meng Hao from extinguishing the lamp.

"Meng has been waiting for you for a long time. At the moment when the big hand came, Meng Hao said lightly, and his right hand was raised directly, as fast as lightning, and even with the naked eye, his right hand was clearly still on the side, but in fact, his right hand had already grabbed the coming big hand in the lightning.

This big hand was much smaller than what Meng Hao saw in the ancient realm fog and the withered illusion of the first time the lights were extinguished, only one zhang in size at the moment, but in front of Meng Hao, he paused tremblingly, and was directly clasped by Meng Hao's right hand, unable to move forward at all.

The roar came out, with anger and disbelief, Meng Hao snorted coldly, his right hand shook, the cultivation in his body roared, and a strong force passed over, and under the click, when a terrible scream came out, Meng Hao's right hand slammed outward, and immediately a black shadow, like a black mist, was actually directly pulled out by Meng Hao from the extinguished fourth soul lamp.

The black mist was like a dragon's body, when it was dragged out, it was immediately distorted, and there was an exclamation echoing, Meng Hao's right hand pinched fiercely, and with a bang, the mist contracted instantly, as if Meng Hao's right hand turned into a huge black hole, and in the blink of an eye, he held the mist directly in the palm of his hand.

"I want to die, or I want to live. Meng Hao opened his mouth lightly, his eyes were calm, and he looked coldly at the mist in his palm, the mist was in a clump, and when it rolled at this moment, a face was faintly revealed, this face was frightened, with disbelief, and even more shocked, but it seemed to have its dignity, in the face of Meng Hao's words, he suddenly roared, although no words came out, but the hatred and unwillingness in this roar were undoubtedly revealed.

"Looking for death!" Meng Hao's right hand immediately pinched, and with a click, the black mist seemed to be about to collapse, and a terrible scream came from within it, and soon, under the approach of death, the existence in this mist revealed a sense of surrender.

"It's late. Meng Hao's right hand shook violently, and with a bang, the mist in his palm immediately collapsed, destroying and decaying, and shattering directly, with a desperate roar with a monstrous curse, turned into residual black silk, drilled out of Meng Hao's fingers, like poisonous snakes, straight towards Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's expression was as usual, and with a flick of his sleeves, immediately these black silks like poisonous snakes collapsed inch by inch in front of him, and disappeared.

At the same time, in the first of the seven withered souls of the gods, the last soul lamp, that is, the fifth of Meng Hao's thirty-three soul lamps, shook at this moment and went out in an instant.

As it went out, the green smoke rose, and under Meng Hao's inhalation, all of them returned, and after integrating into his body, Meng Hao's eyes showed wonder, he looked up to the sky and roared, his body roared, his cultivation exploded, his soul seemed to rush out of his body, and his divine consciousness increased again!

From almost seventy percent of the power of the supreme divine consciousness, it directly became ...... Probably!!

Eighty percent of the Supreme Divine Sense, after Meng Hao's divine thoughts were dispersed, he immediately made this partial void world, as if it could not be supported, and there were signs of collapse.

Meng Hao took a deep breath, his eyes were full of surprise, his state at the moment had surpassed the peak of his past, and even at this moment Meng Hao, he was absolutely sure, if he met the white lord again, he would win!

Meng Hao got up suddenly, the soul lamps around him merged into his body, and when he disappeared, his figure had already taken a step, walked out of this world, walked out of the door, and when he appeared, he returned to the back of the backing ancestor, and what he heard in his ears was the roar of the backing ancestor, and there was a huge head, and the smell of whistling was as if it was about to devour it.

It was the backer ancestor, he had already unlocked the forbidden method condensed by Meng Hao on his body, and after waiting for a long time, when he saw Meng Hao appearing at this moment, he subconsciously swallowed it in one gulp.

Meng Hao's expression was as usual, he couldn't even look at the big mouth, and in a flash, he had already appeared from the back of the backer ancestor to the starry sky, making the backer ancestor bite the air, and when he turned his head, he roared towards Meng Hao.

"Meng Hao, you little bastard, you deceive people too much!"

Meng Hao looked back at the backer ancestor, smiled slightly, and spoke lightly.

"Alright, don't pretend, you're free, but you'll come back when I need to. Meng Hao still has some emotions for the backer ancestor in his heart, and he is about to leave as soon as he throws his sleeves.

But he was about to leave, but the backer ancestor stopped doing it, and rushed at him when he roared.

"Don't go!"

As soon as these two words came out, the backer ancestor regretted it, he shuddered for a moment, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for why he was so confused, why did he say these two words, but since he said it, he felt that if he immediately weakened his momentum, it would be too embarrassing, and when he was about to pretend to be angry before, seeing Meng Hao's footsteps, the backer ancestor immediately trembled.

"Oh, you won't let me go, do you really want to be my mount?" Meng Hao was surprised, and looked back at the backer ancestor, with a playful expression in his eyes.

The backer ancestor immediately shuddered, and was about to collapse his whole expression, but the Gu Yiding Sanyu on his back covered his mouth and snickered, making him feel embarrassed, coughing dryly, and opening his mouth in an old-fashioned manner.

"How can I say that I am also your ancestor, you have to leave, you have to worship my ancestor, otherwise, hum. The backer ancestor endured the trembling, plucked up the courage to say, and after finishing speaking, he stared at Meng Hao tightly, but his body slowly retreated.

Meng Hao smiled, and at a glance he could see the mood of the backer ancestor at the moment, but he was in a particularly good mood at the moment, blinked, and bowed to the backer ancestor.

"Old Ancestor is well, is it okay to let Meng leave?"

"Hmph, you can kneel down!" The backer ancestor immediately became proud, he suddenly felt that there must be something on his body that scared this Meng Hao little Wang Ba, so his confidence immediately became full.

Meng Hao was still smiling, but the cultivation in his body exploded with a bang, his divine consciousness suddenly dispersed, and the whole body of the frightened backer ancestor trembled strongly, his eyes widened, and his subconscious face showed sycophancy.

"Haha, haha, Ancestor, I'm joking, Meng Hao Xiaoyou, you...... You go quickly......" The backer ancestor didn't care about Gu Yiding Sanyu on his back at this moment, he was snickering, his scalp was numb, and at this moment, he couldn't wait for Meng Hao to leave immediately, secretly hating himself for being quick before.

After speaking, he kept retreating, turning into a long rainbow in the blink of an eye, and suddenly went away, wishing that he could use all his strength to stay away from Meng Hao this morning.

Looking at the distant backer ancestor, Meng Hao's eyes showed softness, the backer ancestor carried too many memories of Meng Hao, whether it was Daqing Mountain or the backer sect, they were all precious in Meng Hao's memory.

After a long time, Meng Hao withdrew his gaze, and when he turned around, his body showed a sense of Xiao Killing, his eyes were sharp, like a blade, and he went straight to the crack in the eighth mountain and sea, the seventh mountain and sea.

"Lord Bai, this time, you will die!" Meng Hao said softly, and when his footsteps fell, his figure disappeared in an instant, moving away-

In writing the third update !! (to be continued......)