Volume 7: The Ancient Immortals Build Bridges Out of 9 Mountains Chapter 1089: Who Is Fighting, Who Is Watching!

Meng Hao was also killing people inside, and wherever he passed, the killing intent was shocking. △￠Top Novel, www.

The ruthless intention made Jian Daozi and others under the altar tremble with fear. Jian Daozi even took a breath. He stared at Meng Hao with strong awe.

For special reasons, he lived too long and saw many immortals. Although his cultivation was not high, he had good eyesight. Meng Hao's strength was something he had never felt in almost all immortals!

"He should be those terrible...sequences in the immortal world!" Jian Daozi's eyes narrowed.

The blood flowed down the altar, forming a stream of blood on the altar. The longest ones had spread to the sand. The smell of blood was more and more pervasive on the altar, dyeing the runes on the altar one by one red, making these runes emit a strange light.

The number of people on the altar was getting smaller and smaller, from dozens of people at the beginning to eleven now!

Fan Dong'er and Bei Yu were still there, but the cultivators around them, except for the big man who had avoided the disaster with his cunning, all the others... had been replaced.

Fan Dong'er was no longer surrounded by three people, but two. Both of them were middle-aged, pale at the moment, with blood at the corners of their mouths, and blood was everywhere under their feet.

The two demon cultivators behind Bei Yu had now become five people. The two old women were still there, and there were three demons, all of whom were demon cultivators brought here. Many cultivators died in their hands, and they also persisted to the end.

But the thunder was still there, rumbling and reverberating, and the number of people... was increased by two!

And among these eleven people, only eight had red marks on the back of their hands. The other cultivator and two demon cultivators. They were pale. There was no mark on the back of his hand!

This mark seemed to be the seal of fate, and it was also recognized by the Wind Realm. Only those with this mark would not be wiped out by the thunder in the end.

Blood filled the altar, and these people were silent, but each of them looked at Meng Hao. They all showed deep fear. In the previous battle, Meng Hao alone killed more than half of them.

Jian Daozi and others under the altar were even more shocked. Meng Hao's killing figure left an indelible impression in their hearts.

After a short breath, the killing started again, and almost everyone took action. Killing the three cultivators without marks.

The faces of the three cultivators without marks changed drastically. They understood. If they couldn't grab the mark, then they would definitely die under the continuation of the thunder!

Thunder roared, and the three people spurted blood. Not to mention the increase in injuries in their bodies, the sense of crisis that they were getting weaker and weaker, and they didn't even know which thunder would wipe them out, made them crazy. At this moment, when they roared, they didn't hesitate at all, even if they burned their lives and burst out all their potential.

Like crazy, they rushed towards their companions who they thought they could kill!

The roar echoed, and the killing intent was overwhelming. The Rufeng Realm cultivators under the altar, except for Jian Daozi and others who looked up, all looked down and didn't look at anything.

As Meng Hao waved his hand, the divine fire source outside his body exploded. He raised his right hand and suddenly pressed it on the shoulder of the demon cultivator without a mark. In an instant, the demon cultivator was directly engulfed by the divine fire. A shrill scream came out. When Meng Hao raised his hand, the demon cultivator had become ashes.

While he was killing the demon cultivator, the other two died in the hands of the crowd. At this time, the number of people... was finally only eight!

In addition to Meng Hao, there were two cultivators and five demon cultivators!

Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief. There were marks on the backs of their hands.

"It's finally over..."

"This is like a sealed realm, and the rules will change..."

Even Jian Daozi and others under the altar thought it was all over, but... the thunder resounded again at this time. When the loud noise was overwhelming, everyone's face changed drastically. Although there was no blood spurting out, the fact that the thunder had not ended seemed to represent another meaning.

There are still people without marks! But this person did not appear on the altar!

"Impossible,

We are the only ones left, why is the thunder still there!!"

"Someone has someone else hidden in his storage bag!!" These people immediately became alert to each other. Fan Dong'er gritted her teeth. Among the crowd, there were the most demon cultivators and few cultivators, which was not good for her. She did not hesitate to open her storage bag first, so that everyone could see it and prove her innocence.

The cultivator behind her did not pause at all and opened his storage bag. The demon cultivators, led by Bei Yu, did the same. In the end, only Meng Hao did not open his storage bag.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Meng Hao.

"Meng Hao, he got the first mark before, and he put it in his storage bag!" Amid the thunder, when everyone looked at Meng Hao, they showed vigilance in their expressions and gathered together.

They had long understood how powerful Meng Hao was. The previous killings proved this point. At this moment, for them, Meng Hao... was the biggest threat.

Thunder roared in the sky. This time, it was not thunder, but a flash of lightning that descended from the sky in an instant, bringing with it infinite destruction, and struck the altar directly, causing the altar to shake. Meng Hao shook his body and dodged it in an instant.

"Meng Hao, what are you doing? Why don't you kill the people in your storage bag immediately!"

"If you don't take action, don't blame us for joining forces to kill you!" Everyone was immediately shocked. At this moment, thunder roared in the sky, and another flash of lightning descended. It seemed that if Meng Hao didn't kill the extra people in the storage bag, everyone would be destroyed in the end.

Meng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. In his storage bag, Su Yan was trembling at the moment. The feeling of fear surprised Meng Hao a little. You know, Su Yan was not afraid of life and death at the beginning, but now, she seemed to be extremely afraid of death. This strong resounding made Meng Hao couldn't help but have some speculations.

"Could it be that this woman has the method of reincarnation, so if I really kill her, she also has a special way to revive? And if the thunder of the origin of this world is wiped out, will she really die!" Meng Hao's eyes lit up. Thinking of Su Yan's various strange magical powers, he felt that the possibility of this matter was not impossible.

While Meng Hao was pondering, the other people on the altar were all frightened by the lightning of the thunder.

"Let's join forces. Even if we can't kill him. As long as we force him out of the altar, the thunder will help us kill those who have no marks in his storage bag!"

"Together!" A shrill voice came out from the crowd. Those demon cultivators had hatred for Meng Hao, and now all took action and rushed straight to Meng Hao.

At this moment, even the cultivator next to Fan Dong'er looked at Meng Hao with murderous intent, and he also attacked. At this moment, Meng Hao was moving the fate of all of them, so how could he stop?

Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and he did not attack, but kept retreating, on the one hand delaying time, on the other hand, his divine thoughts directly spread into the storage bag, and suddenly exploded in Su Yan's ears.

"Hand over the magical skills you have learned, and I will give you a place in the Rufeng Realm!" He decided to give it a try.

Su Yan's face changed drastically. She spurted blood, and her expression showed unprecedented fear. She clearly felt the intention of wiping out from the outside world, but she was unwilling to give Meng Hao the magical power.

"I will never give it to you even if I die!"

"I don't want all of them, just one magical power is enough. You must give me a reason to help you avoid the crisis of being wiped out by the Rufeng Realm." Meng Hao retreated, and when everyone attacked, he kept wandering around, his expression was normal, and his divine thoughts were transmitted to persuade Su Yan.

The thunder came again, this time it was even stronger, two lightning bolts fell, which directly made everyone's mind roar, and Meng Hao's face changed. That feeling of death seemed... After the next thunder fell, he would be bombarded here.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed. At this moment, his best behavior was to kill Su Yan, so that the thunder here would disappear. Otherwise, if it was delayed, others would be in danger, and he himself would be in greater danger.

"It's a rare opportunity... It's a pity to give up." Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he once again felt Su Yan's fear of being wiped out by the thunder.

Meng Hao gritted his teeth and still retreated, and his mind continued to enter.

Su Yan also felt the meaning of death after the next thunder. Her body trembled. She was not worried about being killed by Meng Hao, but she was worried about being destroyed by this thunder!

The feeling of death became stronger and stronger. At this moment, the thunder in the sky seemed to be coming again, circling rapidly, and it was about to roll in.

"If I die, you will die too!" When Su Yan screamed, Meng Hao slapped his storage bag with his right hand, and Su Yan's figure appeared immediately. After being grabbed by Meng Hao, he pretended to throw her out. Suddenly, the sky thundered, and at this moment, there were seven or eight lightning bolts condensing in the sky.

"I will only give you one magical power!" Su Yan looked at the sky thunder, unable to bear it, and screamed.

"I want your Seven Steps of God!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he said immediately. His divine thoughts spread out. Su Yan knew that time was running out. Although she was unwilling, she had no choice but to let Meng Hao's divine thoughts spread. In her mind, she got the method of the Seven Steps of God.

Almost at the moment when Meng Hao obtained this method, at the moment when the seven or eight sky thunders roared, Meng Hao suddenly shook his body, and the Thunder Cauldron appeared in his hand. When the lightning flashed, he had exchanged positions with the old demon cultivator and appeared next to another demon cultivator. When he raised his right hand, the Life-Destroying Fist was directly blasted out.

The speed was so fast that people could not react. In the blink of an eye, there was a roar, and the demon cultivator collapsed all over, blood bursting out, and was killed directly by Meng Hao's punch.

The demon cultivator died, and the mark on the back of his hand disappeared, turning into a red gas, condensing on the back of Su Yan's hand.

It all happened so fast that almost at the moment when the mark on the back of Su Yan's hand appeared, the seven or eight lightning bolts that fell from the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the thunder also dissipated silently at this moment.

There were still eight people on the altar, one less demon cultivator, and one more trembling Su Yan.

Including Chu Yuyan in the storage bag, there were a total of nine cultivators!

There was a red mark on the back of everyone's hand, which was their identity and qualification in the Rufeng Realm!

At this moment, the killing of each other also stopped. They no longer rushed towards Meng Hao, but retreated from each other, alert to each other, and there was more sadness in the silence.

When looking at the tens of thousands of monks under the altar and the hundreds of thousands of people outside, Fan Dong'er and others had an illusion, as if they were no longer the superiors, as if... the altar had become an arena, and they were fighting in the arena, and the people around them, although they did not look up, became the audience.

The superiors were performing, and the inferiors were watching. Who was the real superior? (To be continued...)R527

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