Meng Hao was in front, and the more than 100 monks were behind, roaring away, forming a patch in the sky, and the momentum was amazing.

In Meng Hao's spiritual sense, he clearly noticed that the ancestors of these three major sects who had escaped had chosen different directions, and each one was so fast, it was obvious that they all used secret techniques.

"Three directions......" Meng Hao snorted coldly, raised his right hand and pointed to the earth, and immediately the ground buzzed, outsiders looked as usual, but in Meng Hao's view, there was an overlapping phantom, and then a large amount of demonic qi roared, and when it permeated in front of Meng Hao, it quickly condensed.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into two blurred bodies, unable to see clearly, a blur, only the breath could be seen to disperse, and in the eyes of others, it was empty.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his right hand was raised, and immediately two blood bodies turned into red light and appeared, and when they were in front of Meng Hao, they became two figures, and after fusing with that demonic body, they immediately had an amazing momentum.

This is what Meng Hao can think of, the fusion method of demonic qi and blood body, in this way, it is equivalent to his external incarnation, which can not only be controlled by his consciousness, but also sent and received from his heart.

Although it is inferior to the deity in terms of combat power, this fusion of blood body and demonic energy can burst out with a certain strength in a short period of time, and if it is the heyday of the ancestors of these three major sects, it is naturally invincible.

But now Meng Hao has already seen that except for the big-headed monk, the remaining two of these three people are all injured in five labors and seven injuries, and their cultivation is seriously damaged, and they are even more shocked, and they are underestimated and weakest in their cultivation.

At this time, Meng Hao was sure that his own incarnation could kill the other party!

And with Meng Hao's current spiritual sense, he can control two such incarnations. In case of accidents. There are also ways to make up for it. At this moment, the consciousness came out, and these two incarnations formed by the fusion of blood bodies and demonic qi instantly roared away in two directions.

Under Meng Hao's arrangement, the more than 100 monks behind him also dispersed one after another, turning into three waves, and two waves followed the two avatars and galloped into the distance.

And Meng Hao raised his head. The spiritual sense locked on the big-headed monk who was the only one with a storage bag among the three major ancestors, and with more than fifty people in his steps, he went straight to the front.

"Chasing and killing Meng for a few days, and bombarding my cave formation, how can you let you escape like this!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, since these people doubted that they were looking for death, Meng Hao would not be soft-hearted.

And most importantly, they saw something they shouldn't have seen. And the end of seeing this scene is only death!

With a killing machine. Meng Hao's speed sped in an instant.

At this moment, in the other direction, the red-haired old man turned pale and galloped away, and the previous scenes were now swirling in his mind, from chasing and killing to breaking the formation, and then to the heavenly tribulation, and then hundreds of people died in an instant.

The cracks in his own knot are even more serious, and now ten percent of his cultivation can be exerted, only four or five percent of them can be played, and the most important thing is that the storage bag is empty, there is no pill, no magic weapon, and nothing that can be recovered.

A sense of sadness appeared in the red-haired old man's heart, turning into a strong regret in his heart, he regretted the action of chasing and killing, but before this, he would never have thought that such a reversal would happen.

"You have to escape as soon as possible, retreat and practice, and when your cultivation recovers in the future, you can gather other Daoists and kill this person together!" The red-haired old man's eyes showed ruthlessness, he believed that as long as he told the other party about refining the golden pill, there would be too many monks in the entire ink land.

And it is very likely to attract some primordial old monsters, and at that time, even if he has three heads and six arms, he will definitely die.

The red-haired old man's eyes flashed bloodily, and he hurried forward with a roar, but suddenly his heart jumped, and a strong crisis filled his mind in an instant, and his forward body forcibly reversed to the side without hesitation.

Almost at the moment when his body reversed and moved, a bloody light roared past him in an instant, and the speed was so fast that it set off ripples, making the red-haired old man's complexion change, and his heart was pounding.

"Shattered!" Seeing that roar penetrate from the red-haired old man's side, it dispersed into nothingness, and a cold voice came out.

The moment the sound fell, the red light that immediately dispersed into nothingness suddenly collapsed, turned into a shock and ripple, and rolled violently around, and in the loud rumbling reverberation, the red-haired old man's body bore the brunt of it, and when he suddenly retreated, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his face turned even paler, and he turned around violently.

At a glance, he saw a blood-colored figure with blood-colored hair, blood-colored robes, and blood-colored skin, walking slowly from a distance, and even more on this blood-colored figure, there was a red-haired old man who could not see, but he could feel a strong breath, this breath was strange and changeable, and it could be emanated, but it formed an intuition that made him fearful.

Cultivation is incomprehensible!

The eyes of this blood-colored figure seem to be godless, but if you look closely, it seems to have agility, which is very strange, so that the red-haired old man can't tell for a moment whether the blood-colored figure in front of him is practicing some kind of evil cultivation or a puppet.

"Who is Your Excellency!" The red-haired old man felt a little aggrieved in his heart, with his cultivation, he would not have cared so much in his heyday, but now he was too seriously injured, and the storage bag was empty, everything was extremely unfavorable to him.

"Forgot Meng so quickly, isn't it the end of the earth, and you have to chase and kill to death. The eyes of the bloody body fluctuated, revealing a clear glow, and that gaze belonged to Meng Hao.

At the moment when these words came out, the red-haired old man's face finally changed greatly, and his body retreated rapidly without hesitation, and his heart was already shocked.

"It's him, but ...... But how could he have such a puppet, is this still a puppet, this is ...... It won't be...... Incarnation outside the body?" Thinking of these four words, the red-haired old man's mind buzzed, his face was bloodless, and he was incarnated outside his body, that was not a technique that a monk could master, this was a magical power, a magical power that only a Yuanying monk could have!

Just as the red-haired old man was fleeing, suddenly, the sound of running suddenly came out, and in the swirling layers of black mist, the surrounding area where he was suddenly shrouded by the more than fifty monks who followed, shrouded in the formation of parrot legends.

"What kind of guy did I provoke......" The red-haired old man's scalp was numb, and his eyes showed despair and madness at the same time.

At the same time. In the other direction of the area. The ancestor of the Hanshui Sect. The pock-faced old man also had a bitter face at this moment, and similar words appeared in his heart.

He was surrounded by a red mist, and beyond this red mist, there was a mist wind formed by more than fifty monks running, and opposite him, there was a figure in a bloody robe, the face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of blood-colored eyes could be seen.

There was not the slightest emotion in his eyes. Only indifference and ruthlessness.

The pock-faced old man was pale, his cultivation was the weakest of the three, although it was the late stage of the Yudan, but now under the serious injury, the cracks in the body were full of Yudan, and the power of cultivation he could exert was only about thirty percent.

"This matter is a misunderstanding, in the next ......" The pock-faced old man hesitated, and when he was about to speak, the roar echoed. The fog instantly flooded the surroundings.

In the other direction, Meng Hao's expression was calm. In mid-air, the figure was like a rainbow, and in front of him, the big-headed monk's scalp was numb, and he was trying everything to move forward quickly.

From time to time, blood spurted out, this big-headed monk didn't know what secret method he had unfolded, the speed was getting faster and faster, Meng Hao frowned when he pursued after him, he found that even if he deployed all his strength, he still couldn't catch up with the other party, and could only keep a certain distance.

"What kind of technique did this person use to gain this speed!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and his right hand suddenly raised and pointed forward.

"Demon Seal, Eighth Forbidden!" The moment Meng Hao's fingers fell, the heaven and earth around him immediately overlapped, and a strange force suddenly dispersed, heading straight for the big-headed monk.

It befell this big-headed monk in an instant, making his complexion change suddenly, but then, to Meng Hao's surprise, it was this big-headed monk who spurted out a mouthful of blood, I don't know what means were used, the confinement of the body only lasted for a moment, and he broke free in an instant.

This scene made Meng Hao a little moved.

"Damn, this person's cultivation has just broken through to the middle stage of the Dan Formation, although he has cultivated the Dan Qi, how can he be so perverted!!What kind of spell was that just now, forcing me to use the Inheritance Forbidden Technique!" The big-headed monk's heart trembled, he seemed to be relaxed at that scene, but in fact, this inheritance tightening technique was extremely harmful to him, and his injury was seriously worsening at this moment.

"Don't continue like this, if you go on like this, you don't need this person to make a move, sooner or later I will be injured and die!" The big-headed monk gritted his teeth, paused abruptly as he walked forward, slapped the storage degree with his right hand, and immediately took out most of the white grains of rice, and waved them outward.

Pinch the tip with both hands and point continuously.

"The light of rice grains, transform into heavenly soldiers!" As his words came out, the sound of a roar immediately echoed, and those rice grains instantly connected together, as if turning into a big river, the color changed rapidly, and directly became black, and under the sound of bang, more than a hundred evil ghosts suddenly appeared.

The big-headed monk's neck was purple and red, and the big head was sweating, he was short of breath, and he used this spell to make his injuries a little more serious, and at this moment blood spurted out, and his eyes showed hideousness.

He didn't want to kill the other party, he just wanted to stop him.

But at the moment when more than a hundred evil ghosts appeared and roared and pounced on Meng Hao, Meng Hao spoke lightly.

"Insect carving skills. As he spoke, the Dan Qi above his head exploded, and the golden Dan Qi turned into a starry sky in an instant, and when the golden stars shone, a golden light quickly dispersed outward, heading straight for the more than 100 evil ghosts.

The roaring sound echoed, and the more than 100 evil ghosts could not stop Meng Hao in the slightest, all of them dissipated one by one in the terrible screams, and the big-headed monk who saw this scene turned pale, and at this moment he suddenly retreated, but Meng Hao's right hand had already been raised, and it was about to fall.

The big-headed monk showed madness in his eyes, as if he was going to fight hard, pinching the trick with his left hand, and quickly taking out the magic weapon from the storage bag with his right hand, he was bitter in his heart, but now he had to fight to the death in order to win the vitality that might exist-

There was a joke last night...... The charcoal in the field was ready to roast and eat, but the charcoal didn't know how to get it, and as a result, thick black smoke rose in an instant, and there happened to be a demon wind howling, I immediately stomped my feet and roared: "Sealing Technique!"

Black smoke came in an instant, you can imagine the feeling of a person surrounded by black smoke, when the whole body shivered, and suddenly felt like the clouds were flying through the fog......

Could it be ...... Ahem, have I achieved success in my practice? (To be continued......