"What is the Great Si Long?" Meng Hao was a little unfamiliar with this title, and when he spoke, he had already walked in front of the Western Desert monk, who was trembling and looked at Meng Hao with awe and horror.

"Da Si Long is the title of the strongest person in the Si Long line in the Western Desert, and like Totem Tian, it represents the title of the two extremes of the powerhouse.

One is to sacrifice a beast that surpasses the earth demon, and the other is to master more than five totems, and its real combat power, the former is close to slashing spirits, and the latter is close to slaying spirits. It was not the Western Desert monk who was trembling and shocked at the moment who answered Meng Hao, but the woman in white, Han Xueshan.

The light curtain outside her body has been lifted, and the languishing silkworm has also been put away by her at this moment.

When Meng Hao turned her head to look at the woman in white, she bowed.

"Hanxue family, Hanxueshan, thank you seniors for saving your life. The two scarred monks beside her also looked at Meng Hao with gratitude, but the secret vigilance always existed.

After all, the scene that Meng Hao had just shown not only frightened the Western Desert cultivators, but also completely shocked them.

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of black wolves died miserably and turned into black blood, the blood collapsed and turned into mist, and in the blink of an eye, the fog clouds turned into rain, and when they fell, they were all gone.

This kind of method made them frightened, and they couldn't see through Meng Hao's cultivation, it seemed that Meng Hao was shrouded in a layer of mystery that people had to be awe-inspiring.

"I'm not a big dragon, but you do need to thank me. Meng Hao shook his head, raised his right hand and pointed to the earth, and when he raised it, it touched the center of the Western Desert monk's eyebrows.

A finger fell, and the Western Desert monk's body trembled violently, and his eyes showed a blank look. The whole person is like losing his mind.

"There is only the cultivation of the early stage of Yudan. But he can control so many powerful beasts. This...... Is it Si Long of the Western Desert?" Meng Hao had some understanding in his heart, but he was even more curious about the Western Desert, and turned his head to look at the woman in white.

"I won't save people in vain. ”

As soon as Meng Hao said this, the two monks beside the woman in white immediately had a gleam in their eyes, and they became even more vigilant, especially Meng Hao's means of pointing at the eyebrows of the monk in the Western Desert, making this person at a loss. It made the two monks even more frightened, and when they heard Meng Hao's words at this moment, they couldn't help but be nervous.

"What the seniors want, just ask. The woman in white, Han Xueshan, said softly.

"I want a snow silkworm. Meng Hao said bluntly.

As he spoke, the female cultivator of the two monks beside the woman in white immediately frowned, but she carefully hid her disgust for Meng Hao in her eyes.

Han Xueshan hesitated for a moment and looked at Meng Hao.

"Senior, only the young body of the cold snow silkworm can recognize the master. And now I'm in the Hanxue family, according to the information I have. There are no juveniles, but it may also be that I don't know completely, so it's better for my seniors to go back to Syracuse City with me, and then I will let the family take a closer look, and I have repaid my seniors for saving their lives. Han Xueshan looked at Meng Hao, her beautiful eyes did not show the slightest thought, although she was grateful for Meng Hao's life, she was also extremely jealous, and the scene made her feel frightened when she thought about it.

Now that she is holding on to speak, she has a faint hunch that if one answer is wrong, then the other party is very likely to turn directly from a benefactor to an enemy.

And she couldn't be sure if the person in front of her really appeared here by such a coincidence, or if she had been prepared for it. But no matter what, in her opinion, since the other party appeared, her life here would be worry-free, and when she returned to Cold Snow City, everything would be reversed according to her own wishes.

Meng Hao thought about it, glanced at the woman in white, there was a deep meaning in his eyes, smiled slightly, and nodded in agreement.

The woman in white did not relax in her heart, and she distanced herself from Meng Hao in a forced smile, and the two monks beside her were even more vigilant about Meng Hao, and walked out of the jungle.

As for the Si Long of the Western Desert, he followed behind Meng Hao in a daze, as if he had lost himself, this scene made Han Xueshan and the others even more frightened.

Holy Snow City, in the north of the land of ink, although there is still some distance from the Western Desert, it is not too far, the perennial ice and snow here is a rare white on this black land.

There is a short distance from Dongluo City, which Meng Hao occupies, although they are members of the Nine Alliances, but they rarely interact with each other, after all, the Dongluo family is only the last of the Nine Alliances, and the Hanxue family used to be the leader of the Nine Alliances, and now although it is in decline, the pride still exists.

And the Soul Slaying Ancestor, who is rumored to be in retreat all year round, although it has not appeared for hundreds of years, no one knows whether this ancestor is alive or dead.

But as long as there is the slightest possibility of existence, the status of Holy Snow City will never plummet.

It also makes the Holy Snow City, although not as good as in the past, the glory is still there, and the glorious afterglow can still cover the Holy Snow.

But now, the Holy Snow City is solemn, as if it has formed a depression, turning into dark clouds in the sky, pressing heavily on the top of the earth, on the city wall composed of ice crystals, the Han Xue family and the monks in the Holy City are looking at the outside world solemnly one by one.

Outside, the earth shook, and the winged dragons with black bodies were flying in the sky, their red eyes revealing a ferocious glow, and their roars from time to time could shock the monks' minds.

As far as the eye can see, there are more than fifty winged dragons, surrounding the holy city, and on the earth, there are seventy or eighty huge blue fierce lions, seven or eight feet high, and where they pass, blue frost appears on the ground.

In addition to these fierce beasts, there are about a thousand monks, who appeared behind these fierce beasts, looking at the Holy Snow City from afar, these monks are dressed in black, each wearing a mask, most of them are wearing white masks for foundation building, only blue-faced monks, among a thousand people, there are only more than thirty.

At the forefront, there was an old man with white hair fluttering and a silver mask, this old man's cultivation was scattered, it was the breath of the Yuanying monk.

Farther away, on a snow-capped mountain, there were hundreds of tall figures, these people were expressionless, there were totems on their bodies, the number varied, their aura was not quite the same as that of monks, more wild, more demonic.

They are the monks of the Western Desert.

Between the Holy Snow City and the army of Motu Palace, there was a curtain of wind and snow, enveloping all directions, separating the two sides.

As far away, there were thousands of disciples from the Motu Palace, scattered out to form a circular cage that surrounded the Holy Snow City.

It seems that war is on the verge of breaking out.

It was also at this time that Meng Hao and his party appeared on the edge of the periphery of the Holy Snow City, and they saw the scene in front of them, except for Meng Hao's expression as usual, Han Xueshan and the other two were all ugly.

After more than a day of companionship, Meng Hao did not ask why the other party left Saint Snow City at this time, and Han Xueshan did not take the initiative to say anything about this.

But faintly, through some conversations with the other two, Meng Hao heard that half a month ago, when their group came out, there were more than 30 people following, but now only the two of them are still guarding.

"It looks like you can't get into the city. Meng Hao said lightly, the formation of Motu Palace is to besiege the Holy Snow City to death, the reason why the attack has not been launched at this moment is estimated to be due to some other outsiders who do not know, but the strongest person who came forward is Yuan Ying, and it can also be seen that this battle may not be a decisive battle, but a temptation.

Han Xueshan was about to speak, but at this moment, a whining horn suddenly came from the earth, and at the same time, those winged dragons in the sky roared straight towards the Holy Snow City, and the fierce lions on the ground that were seven or eight feet in size shone with blue light all over their bodies, and when they rushed out, they were like huge blue arrows, and the speed was so fast that they went straight to the Holy Snow City.

Immediately after, those monks of the Motu Palace, also when the sound of this horn sounded, flew up one after another, behind them, the earth shook, and there were two giants of more than thirty zhang, who appeared out of nowhere, striding and roaring, and on their shoulders, they all looked at a great sword that was full of a hundred feet.

The sword is very worn, it seems to have vicissitudes, but the momentum is amazing.

If that's all it is, on the ground, under the sound of this horn, a black sea appeared, and the black sea was tens of thousands of black wolves, appearing from all directions, heading straight for the Holy Snow City.

The light curtain of the Holy Blood City shone brightly, and nearly a thousand monks flew out of the city, and in the light curtain, they each launched their spells, and the light of the magic weapon shone, penetrating the light curtain, and the fierce beasts and monks from the outside world started a fight.

Even more in this city, there is a white light shining at this moment, a huge five-star light spot, suddenly appeared, floating in mid-air and spinning, every time it rotates, it will emit an arc-shaped white light, sweeping towards the outside of the city.

The roar shook the earth, the earth shook, and a war between monks that Meng Hao had never seen before was unfolded in front of him.

At the same time as the war began, Meng Hao immediately saw that in the distance in the Holy Snow City, there was a group of about dozens of people, all rushing out of the light curtain, and at the moment of stepping out of the light curtain, a five-star flew in, floating above them, and when it rotated rapidly, bursts of arc-shaped white light were emitted, and where it passed, the fierce beast roared to avoid it, and even the dragon in the sky was dodging, as if it could not get close.

Such a team, not one, but more than a dozen teams all rushed out of the city, and the outside world of the Motu Palace, started a big battle, for a while the roar echoed, the terrible screams came out from time to time, and the battle was fierce.

It's not that Meng Hao hasn't seen the monk battle, but it was the first time he saw a big battle like the one in front of him, and when he saw it with his own eyes, his heart also beat faster, but after all, he was not a person who had just entered the cultivation realm, and he quickly calmed down.

The eyes were more focused on the two huge giants on the battlefield, their movements were slow, but every step they took made the earth shake, and the big sword in their hands was waved, and the sword qi was emitted, which was extremely amazing.

It was also at this time that one of the more than ten teams rushed out in the direction where Meng Hao and the others were, if it was a coincidence, but when Meng Hao saw a flash of joy in Han Xueshan's eyes, he understood that this was the person who came to take her back to the city. (To be continued......)