At the moment when Meng Hao's voice came out, his mind immediately roared, his body trembled violently, and the surrounding nothingness immediately distorted, in this distortion, the earth shattered, the wind and clouds changed, and an invisible vortex suddenly appeared around Meng Hao in an instant, and when it rumbled and rotated, a huge hurricane was set off.

The illusory whip, pumped in this whirlpool hurricane, was immediately bounced, and under this hurricane, all the sand on the ground trembled and floated, and in the wind sweeping, Huyan Old Ancestor's complexion completely changed, and his body kicked back uncontrollably.

There was unprecedented horror and shock in his eyes, and his mind was buzzing at the moment.

"Impossible, this spell of his, only seven lives, how can it appear...... Eighth life!!"

At the same time that Huyan Ancestor was shocked here, Meng Hao's whole body seemed to be twisted, and the sharp pain instantly submerged him like a tide, and he didn't expect that when he opened the eighth life, he actually ...... It hurts so much!

His whole body was torn apart, and in this tearing, he felt wave after wave of powerful power, and in his body at an indescribable speed, he climbed violently.

The eight primordial babies in his body, at this moment, overlapped in an instant, and under the continuous fusion, they gradually burst out, surpassing the terrifying cultivation of the seventh life.

In the past, the seventh life, the cultivation that Meng Hao could show was the power of sixty-four Yuan Infant Great Perfections, which was already the limit, and it could not be increased in the slightest, but now, it was just the initial fusion, and this limit immediately collapsed and shattered.

Sixty-five, sixty-six...... In the blink of an eye, Meng Hao's body had seventy copies of the majestic cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, and it was still constantly increasing, a strong feeling. It exudes an aura that borders on horror. on his body. As the cultivation and physical body continued to become stronger, it exploded.

The surrounding heaven and earth are distorted, the wind and clouds are changing, and the hurricane outside Meng Hao's body can be seen in all directions, this hurricane seems to connect the sky and the earth, and in this continuous roar, it bursts out with a stronger momentum.

Meng Hao's body trembled. Even the seven orifices began to overflow with blood, making his expression a little hideous, and in the messy hair, he felt delicately that the cultivation in his body had directly increased to ninety-three Yuan Infant Great Perfection power in just a few breaths.

Still climbing!

Every time there was an extra serving, Meng Hao's whole body would roar, and the more pressure he would bear, the more momentum he could show. It's even more amazing, at the same time. The consumption of his longevity yuan is even faster.

But this qiē can't replace the kind of self-strength madness caused by the ascent of cultivation, this kind of madness will produce a strong self-confidence, under this self-confidence, Meng Hao raised his head, looked up to the sky and let out a roar.

Roar!!

His voice, as if the severe pain he had endured in his body, spread throughout the entire Demon Immortal Sect at this moment, his body was trembling all the time, and his cultivation, at this moment, directly climbed from the ninety-three Yuanying Great Perfection to the ninety-nine!

Meng Hao's hair suddenly changed, and it changed color, no longer black, but gray, his face looked as if it was no longer a youth, but permeated with vicissitudes, his body was still slender, but the temperament of the whole person was completely changed at this moment.

Ninety-nine, one hundred!!

A full hundred copies of the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant exploded at this moment, and Meng Hao's roar was also earth-shattering, his hair was getting longer and longer, and it had reached his waist at this moment, and the storm around him was getting stronger and stronger, making Meng Hao's body, in this hurricane, slowly float.

There was lightning and thunder all around, and the rumbling came, surrounding, making the hurricane a thunderstorm, and the sky was shocked!

This scene made Huyan Ancestor breathe rapidly, his eyes widened, with a dense disbelief, and the whole person's mind was full of roar.

"How so...... He...... He ......"

When Huyan Ancestor was shocked here, Meng Hao's whole body once again made a monstrous noise, and his cultivation climbed again!!

One hundred and one, one hundred and two, one hundred and three...... Until it reaches one hundred and fifteen!!

Meng Hao's hair had reached the knee level, his roar became more and more earth-shattering, and the surrounding storm, under the continuous diffusion, reached about 100 zhang, and at this time, the rejection from this heaven and earth suddenly appeared.

The nothingness around Meng Hao was constantly shattered, and the aura of more and more terrifying aura, on him, rose violently, like a sleeping ancient beast, at this moment, awakened!

One hundred and sixteen, one hundred and seventeen...... In the blink of an eye, when one hundred and twenty-eight Yuan Infant Great Perfection cultivations appeared on Meng Hao's body, his roar was the roar of slaying the soul.

His momentum is the momentum of slaying spirits!

The qiē aura around him all belonged to the slashing spirit!!

The storm reached three hundred zhang, the thunder turned into a thunder pool in all directions, Meng Hao's hair, as long as his height, gray hair, fluttering in this wind, his face with vicissitudes, his eyes suddenly condensed, as if there was the power of extinction of life and death, circulating in his eyes.

Just by glancing at Meng Hao, Huyan Old Ancestor roared in his mind, as if he had been hit by a strong impact, his whole body trembled violently, and when he took a few steps back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his expression was shocked, and a touch of fear rose.

"You ......" Huyan Ancestor's body trembled, and he opened his mouth silently.

"It's not over yet. Meng Hao closed his eyes and felt the terrifying cultivation of one hundred and twenty-eight Yuan Ying Great Perfection in his body, which had surpassed the extreme of Yuan Ying, this was ...... The power of the soul slash!!

With the quantity, the qualitative change caused by it, with enough Yuan Infant cultivation, the accumulation of life, crossed into, that before that, it once belonged to the world of slaying spirits.

But it is true that as Meng Hao said, his eighth life has not yet ended, at this moment, his cultivation has only increased dramatically, and his physical body is also slashing towards a physical body at an astonishing speed, making a rapid leap.

The physical body slashes the spirit, that is the realm of the ancient monks, and in today's cultivation realm, few people can refine the physical body to the level of slaying the spirit, and it can even be said that it is impossible at all, because it is too difficult.

Even if it is Meng Hao here, it is all kinds of coincidences, which has reached this legendary realm, at this moment, his physical body seems to be as usual, but in fact, every trace of flesh and blood in his body is being torn, every inch of bone is being shattered, and every meridian is collapsing.

But no matter how it is torn, how it is broken, how it collapses, Meng Hao's body will not have any problems, but in this tearing, fragmentation and collapse, the body seems to have been reorganized, making the qi and blood shocking!!

That is, a few breaths, the sound of a thumping heartbeat, roaring in all directions like thunder, Huyan Old Ancestor's breathing seemed to stop, he looked at Meng Hao, at this moment he didn't seem to see Meng Hao's face, what he saw was a rich mass, as if it could fight against the laws of heaven and earth, earth-shattering qi and blood!!

Bloody!!

Meng Hao at this moment is like this, every time his heart beats, it makes the surrounding storm stop, makes the surrounding nothingness tremble, and makes the foreign world shake.

Until his physical body, with the astonishing qi and blood, broke through an invisible barrier, and completely stepped into the realm of slaying spirits, the slaying aura on Meng Hao's body rose up monstrously!

Meng Hao took a deep breath, and he found that the world in front of him was different.

He saw countless dust flying between the heavens and the earth, he heard the murmurs from this world, like countless dead souls, and he felt an indescribable sadness in the entire Demon Immortal Sect.

The most important ...... He heard...... The sound of breathing.

The sound of sleeping breathing, from the depths of this earth, faintly came, as if in this big underground, there was a behemoth, which was sleeping, and the sound of breathing echoed in all directions.

This qiē was slow to speak, but in fact, from Meng Hao's opening of the eighth life to now, it was only a short time, and at this moment, he felt everything.

One hundred and twenty-eight copies of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant allowed Meng Hao to step into the world of slaying spirits in terms of cultivation!

The flesh body of endless creation and refining made Meng Hao's body become a legendary ...... at this moment when he opened his eighth life The sanctification of the flesh, this saint, in Meng Hao's body, is a metaphor for slaying the soul!

"I'm not a slayer, but I have the power to slay a spirit. Meng Hao muttered softly, at this moment, even if he fused the blood mastiff before, he was far inferior to now.

"Right now, I'm going to try what I have now...... How strong!" Meng Hao lowered his head, his eyes instantly showed essence, and the moment he looked at Huyan Ancestor, the moment Huyan Ancestor buzzed, Meng Hao disappeared.

Huyan Old Ancestor's scalp was numb, his soul was scattered, he retreated rapidly, and when he waved his right hand, the whip soul roared and twitched in all directions, but in the next breath, Meng Hao seemed to squeeze into the reflection of Huyan Old Ancestor's pupils and appeared in front of him.

His left hand was raised, and he grabbed the whip that had been drawn, and it wailed and could not break free.

"You're too weak. When Meng Hao opened his mouth lightly, his right hand was raised, gently forward, and nodded, pointing at the center of Huyan Old Ancestor's eyebrows.

Huyan Old Ancestor's whole body boomed, and his body suddenly flew up, approaching the direction of the forbidden area, but before he could fall, his head first collapsed, and in an instant the flesh and blood were blurred, then his chest, then his limbs, and finally his body.

All the qiē, at this moment, under Meng Hao's eighth order, with a slight click, immediately fell apart, and when the terrible screams didn't have time to come out, Huyan Old Ancestor's body completely collapsed.

His primordial spirit escaped, almost translucent, at the center of his eyebrows, revealing a big hole, the breath of life bubbling and flowing, which could not be contained, making him rapidly weakened, death is only time, it will not take ten breaths, and he will definitely die!

Shocked with indescribable fear and despair, he let out a terrible scream, knowing that it was useless, but still retreated to escape.

But at this moment, in the forbidden area, a jade hand that looked extremely beautiful suddenly appeared, this small hand seemed to be boneless, the skin was like jade, and it stretched out lightly, a handful of ......

pinched the primordial spirit of Huyan Ancestor.

"My cultivation is damaged, this person's Yuan Shen sent me to use it for alchemy, do you think it's okay?" A woman who was completely different from what Meng Hao had seen before, walked out of the forbidden area with Zhixiang's voice.

The smile is like a flower, charming, beautiful, peerless, she ...... is the real demon girl Zhixiang!(To be continued......)