Chapter 1,236 We Are Still Good Friends!

Meng Hao was like a lone wolf in the dark night, wandering in the mist, silently, with only his red eyes and the fluctuations when the Blood Demon Art was performed, becoming the only signs.

There was no screaming, the targets Meng Hao chose were all ancient realm cultivators, and the operation of the Blood Demon Art made Meng Hao's body slowly recover. Although this recovery was not as good as healing on the tombstone, Meng Hao wanted to use it to revive his eternal realm.

As long as the eternal revival, he could quickly heal himself.

Wandering all the way, absorbing all the way, behind Meng Hao, the vague mist figure followed closely, he was looking for the opportunity, looking for the fatal moment, to seize Meng Hao's body.

He could not see Meng Hao killing the old woman, nor could he see Xuan Daozi's pursuit, but he could feel the cruelty emanating from Meng Hao, especially when he performed the Blood Demon Art, the surging blood and qi made the figure's desire to seize the body stronger and stronger.

"I, Tan Lang, have great luck in my life. When I was a child, I fought against someone. When I was about to die, something from outer space fell and crushed the opponent to death!

I never go out empty-handed. In this life, I never go to a place without treasure. My cultivation has been smooth and smooth, and I have reached the peak state. Only I met one person, a damn, damn, the most damnable person!

Besides him, no one else can suppress me. Even if I am sealed and suppressed here, it is only temporary, not eternal!

This person in front of me is the best gift from God to me." The misty figure murmured, and the greed in his eyes became stronger, but he did not act rashly. After the previous attack failed, he always followed, waiting, waiting, and waiting again...

Meng Hao's killing was still going on. When more than a dozen cultivators died in his hands, Meng Hao was pressing on the forehead of a cultivator and absorbing with all his strength. Suddenly, the hairs on his body exploded suddenly. He didn't care about absorbing this cultivator, and his body retreated rapidly.

Almost at the moment he retreated, a big hand with black hair suddenly stretched out from the mist. The big hand was so fast that it instantly grabbed the cultivator who was half sucked by Meng Hao and squeezed him hard. The cultivator screamed miserably and was suddenly dragged into the mist. Then, the sound of chewing echoed.

"Hungry...hungry..." A series of low roars came from the mist, mixed with the sound of iron chains. Meng Hao retreated quickly, with horror in his eyes. He faintly felt a great terrifying breath in the mist.

After a while, the breath disappeared, and along with it, the humming sound gradually faded away.

Meng Hao looked around and was even more afraid of the mist. He turned around and looked for the next cultivator of the Heavenly God Alliance to absorb. As time passed, Meng Hao encountered the terrifying big hand again three times while constantly absorbing it, and one of them was extremely dangerous.

Meng Hao became more cautious and careful. After he absorbed another ancient realm expert who came here, there was a bang in Meng Hao's body, and his eyes were like a bright fire.

The eternal realm in his body finally awakened from the dryness again. When it was slowly running, it burst out with vitality and recovery power, causing Meng Hao's body to pause. The blood in his eyes dissipated, and the injuries in his body were recovering rapidly.

It was at this moment that a divine sense suddenly spread out from the front, and Meng Hao's body quickly retreated, but this divine sense was faster, covering him in an instant, and after sweeping over him, it suddenly shrank and all condensed here.

"So you are here too." When the vicissitudes of life sounded, an astonishing pressure came from the front, causing the fog to be pushed back a little.

Meng Hao's eyes suddenly shrank. The strength of this pressure surpassed that of the Taoist master, and Meng Hao was familiar with it. It was the old man who stopped him from leaving the Heavenly God Alliance.

Meng Hao knew that he was definitely not this man's opponent, even if all his injuries were healed and he returned to his peak, it would still be the same. He did not hesitate at all, and instantly turned into a green roc and rushed back.

But the pressure was like a sharp arrow, whistling through the mist and chasing closely. In fact, if it were not for the existence of these mists, the old man would have caught up with Meng Hao in a blink of an eye.

At the moment when Meng Hao retreated, Xuan Daozi finally caught up with him from another direction, with murderous intent in his eyes. In order to find Meng Hao in this mist, he did not hesitate to use his secret method to lock him, but the price was that he paid a lot of his lifespan. At this moment, he was like skin and bones, and his breath was weak, but his cultivation had not decreased.

"Meng Hao, this time, you must die!" Xuan Daozi roared, rushed out like lightning, and rushed straight to Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's expression changed. He could fight Xuan Daozi, but the stronger pressure than Xuan Daozi made Meng Hao extremely afraid. Just when he was about to grit his teeth and continue to escape, suddenly, a muffled roar suddenly echoed from where the stronger pressure came from, and then there was a sound of bombardment.

Mixed in the roar was a series of humming sounds.

"Hungry...hungry..." In addition to this sound, there was also the sound of the iron chain swinging. Meng Hao's eyes condensed. He knew what the powerful old man of the God Alliance had encountered.

The divine sense that was locked on Meng Hao was also withdrawn at this moment.

But Xuan Daozi's killing intent replaced the lock, and he killed Meng Hao. Meng Hao's eyes flashed with cold light, and he turned around suddenly, raised his right hand and waved it, the origin of the divine fire burst out, and the immortal mountain descended, confronting Xuan Daozi.

In the roar, blood flowed from the corner of Meng Hao's mouth. His body was about to retreat with the help of the force, but the force of suction came from the side of the knife, making Meng Hao fail to use the force.

"I expected you to do this!" Xuan Daozi sneered, the origin of time burst out, and the figure was blurred, as if walking in the long river of time. Meng Hao's expression changed, and he immediately started to move. In this way, the two of them confronted with the way of time, causing the surrounding fog to distort and faintly condense into a vortex.

The vortex became larger and larger, until it finally exploded with a roar, Meng Hao's blood spurted out, his body quickly moved away, and Xuan Daozi's mouth also overflowed with blood. He was also injured in this constant pursuit, but now his eyes were excited and his heartbeat accelerated. At that moment, the restlessness of his origin was extremely strong.

Seeing Meng Hao was about to escape again, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long roar.

"Fellow Daoists here, I am Xuan Daozi, please help me stop Meng Hao. If you see him, please spread the word immediately. I, Xuan Sect, will definitely reward you handsomely and will give you a quasi-Dao treasure!!" Xuan Daozi knew that Meng Hao was slippery and it would be difficult to find him again if he escaped. At this moment, he made a promise to let other people in the fog help stop him.

His voice was transmitted with his cultivation, echoing throughout the world, and was heard by everyone who entered here. Their eyes flashed. This was obviously much simpler than killing Meng Hao. They only needed to spread the word when they met. If Xuan Daozi could pass on the word smoothly with his own voice transmission, he would get a quasi-Dao magic weapon.

Everyone was moved.

Meng Hao's face was gloomy, and he moved forward quickly, but soon, a figure flashed out of the fog in front of him, and he met Meng Hao at a distance.

This was a cultivator from the ancient realm. After seeing Meng Hao, he was immediately ecstatic and roared.

"Meng..."

He only said one word, and Meng Hao's figure came like lightning in an instant. The Blood Demon Great Method was activated and pressed directly on the top of this person's head. With a bang, the cultivator's body trembled, and all his blood, vitality, cultivation and soul were instantly sucked away by Meng Hao.

But even so, he still shouted a word, and Xuan Daozi came without hesitation not far away. Even around here, some strong people also came after hearing the sound.

Meng Hao's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was about to retreat. Suddenly, in this mist, there was an anxious and pleasant voice that echoed.

"Meng Hao is here!"

This voice was some distance away from where Meng Hao was. After it was heard at this moment, those who rushed towards Meng Hao paused, and Xuan Daozi also frowned. When he hesitated, another voice came out.

"He's here, come on, he's here!"

"I looked at Meng Hao, he's here!!" In the place where the voice came from before, another voice came out anxiously. Xuan Daozi gritted his teeth and turned around to change direction.

Meng Hao was stunned, and he immediately realized that someone was helping him.

Meng Hao didn't have time to think about it. His body immediately retreated silently, but soon stopped and looked to the side. There, he felt a familiar wave, approaching quickly without concealing it.

"Han Qinglei..." When Meng Hao spoke slowly, Han Qinglei's figure approached and appeared in an instant. He was several feet away from Meng Hao, and the two looked at each other.

"Thank you!" Meng Hao immediately understood everything, looked at Han Qinglei deeply, and bowed with his fists.

Han Qinglei looked at Meng Hao with a complex expression in his eyes. The degree of distress of Meng Hao in front of him was something he had never seen in the Rufeng Realm. Not only was he seriously injured, but his body was covered with scars, especially the fatigue between his eyebrows. That could not be recovered by elixirs or healing. It would take time to alleviate.

But at the same time, Han Qinglei's complex expression also included admiration. He had heard of Meng Hao's achievements all the way here, and knew that Meng Hao had killed countless people in the Heavenly God Alliance, and had killed many people in the Dao Realm.

All of this made Meng Hao's name quickly spread in the Heavenly God Alliance.

When Han Qinglei looked at Meng Hao, his face was still cold, and he said lightly: "You don't need to thank me. Before me, any non-sequence person was not qualified to kill you!

I saved you, not because of you, but because of myself! So, put away your gratitude, Han doesn't need it, and I don't want it. You are not qualified to thank me, and no one in this world is qualified to thank me. I am me, and I will be the invincible Han Qinglei in the future!

Sooner or later, there will be a life-and-death battle between you and me, and I will defeat you with my own hands." Han Qinglei put his hands behind his back, raised his chin, and said proudly with a majestic aura.

Meng Hao sighed. He remembered that the other party came to save him, but looking at Han Qinglei's arrogant look, he couldn't help but speak.

"In fact, if you don't ask for a beating so much, we can be good friends..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)