Chapter 1266: Power Is Not Enough

"Kill!" Grandma spoke calmly. The moment her words came out, the two uncles beside her immediately turned into long rainbows and rushed straight to the old man outside the hall. Meng Hao's two uncles and aunt also spread their cultivation and went straight to kill.

When the old man outside the hall changed his expression, the members of the Seventh Vein all roared and attacked at the same time. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds rolled, and the sound of killing was shocking.

But as grandma's right hand fell, bursts of loud noises seemed to be roaring in the sky. The Meng family's protective formation was actually controlled by grandma. With a wave of her hand, a ray of light suddenly appeared from nothingness and rushed straight to the members of the Seventh Vein around.

Wherever the light passed, there were endless screams. This light did not kill the Meng family members, but at this moment, it broke out with strong suppression, causing the members of the Seventh Vein who were touched by this light to immediately fall in cultivation.

In the end, the protective formation became an endless light, covering the Seventh Vein.

Even though there were many people, at this moment, these people were still no match. Soon, screams echoed, blood filled the air, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings.

There were also bursts of exclamations, with disbelief and shock, spreading all around.

"She...she can actually control the clan protection formation!!"

"This is our Meng family's formation. She is not a real blood member of the Meng family, how could she control it!"

"Is this formation still my Meng family's formation!" When everyone exclaimed, many old-generation strong men seemed to remember something, and their faces immediately became extremely ugly.

The old man outside the hall roared, but he was no match for the two uncles, but this was after all one of the nine branches of the Meng family. There were many strong men. There were many fairylands. The entire clan of this branch all took action at this moment, and the world roared.

Even if they were suppressed, there were too few people in grandma's lineage. Seeing that they were no match, Meng Hao was about to take action, but at this moment, grandma snorted coldly and raised her right hand. Pressed towards the ground in the air.

"Sin Blade, return!" As the grandmother's words came out, the ground where the Seventh Vein Hall was located shook violently at this moment, and suddenly a huge crack appeared. A black light whistled out, and in this black light, there was a black dagger!

As soon as the dagger appeared, all the members of the Meng family were shocked. The blood was stimulated at this moment, and all the minds were roaring.

"... Sin Blade... It's really the Sin Blade. How can this thing still exist? How is this possible!"

"To kill the traitors, the three Sin Blades were forged to condense the family blood for thousands of years. Legend has it that they were all destroyed in the years, but there is still one!"

"She... She just married into my Meng family. Even if she is very old, she can not only control the formation, but also control the Sin Blade!"

Even the old man outside the Seventh Vein Hall opened his eyes wide at this moment, showing disbelief. He naturally knew the Sin Blade, but he didn't expect that this thing was actually in the land of his own lineage.

And... can be controlled by the old woman in front of her!

Grandma looked at the black dagger in front of her, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes, as if she sighed lightly, raised her right hand and grabbed it, and immediately the dagger flew into her hand, and suddenly slashed at the old man outside the hall below!

"With the seal of the Meng family's punishment hall, I will cut off your Meng family bloodline!" Grandma spoke lightly, and a bloody mark appeared on her forehead. This mark flashed, and after it appeared, when the older generation of clansmen saw it, they all took a deep breath.

"Bloodline mark... No wonder, Meng Shan was the great elder of the family back then, he was qualified to pass on his bloodline mark to others."

Just when the older generation of clansmen around saw this bloody mark, the sinner in the grandmother's hand swept, and suddenly a black light fell on the old man outside the hall below.

The old man's body shook, and just as he was about to struggle, he was instantly killed by Meng Hao's two uncles!

The head was cut off directly, and the body exploded. As for the other members of the Seventh Vein, the elders were horrified and fled in all directions. Grandma ignored them. Her body trembled slightly.

Others could not see anything, but in Meng Hao's eyes, the so-called sin blade was actually a condensation of will.

This will is the spirit of all the people in the Meng family who condensed this blade with blood sacrifice. Only those with the blood mark can control it. Although grandma seemed normal, she was actually injured in the previous slash. After all, she was not a real member of the Meng family.

As for the control of the clan protection formation, Meng Hao also saw the clues at this moment. He felt the breath of grandma on this formation, and also felt the fluctuations of this formation on grandma.

"It doesn't look like some kind of Taoism, but it seems... this clan protection formation is willing to be controlled by grandma." Meng Hao was thoughtful, and suddenly looked up at the tallest building in the Meng family's ancestral home, that... huge statue!

That place is not only the place for the Dao Realm to retreat, but also the core of the formation to protect the clan.

At this moment, there are no more members of the seventh lineage in the hall. They have all escaped, making this place suddenly empty.

Meng Hao followed behind his grandmother and watched this scene without saying a word. He respected all of his grandmother's choices. In fact, in the entire Meng family, only his grandmother's lineage was the one Meng Hao cared about. As for the others, he didn't care.

"Hao'er, this is your mother's residence. Today, grandma will give it to you." Grandma turned her head to look at Meng Hao, smiled kindly, and turned around with a cold look in her eyes, looking at the first branch of the Meng family's ancestral home under the statue in the distance.

"That's where we used to be." Grandma walked forward, and a group of people followed. All the Meng family members who blocked the way hesitated for a moment, then avoided it. When they looked at grandma, they all showed fear.

The ability to control the formation, the ability to control the sin blade, and the blood mark made the other branches unwilling to take the initiative. After all... they believed that the tenth branch could not kill all the clan members.

But just when grandma and others came to the area where the first branch was, suddenly, a low voice came out from the huge statue.

"Enough, you are all members of the Meng family after all, you can't continue to kill each other. Today, the tenth lineage has returned, which should be a happy day for the Meng family. There is no need for more killing."

As soon as these words came out, the Meng family members around immediately bowed their heads, except for the grandmother, who looked up at the statue with a complex look in her eyes. After a while, she spoke hoarsely.

"Is it the ancestor Meng Yan who is speaking? It's okay to stop the killing. The place where the first lineage is located belongs to us. Let them move away. Everything today will stop!"

"Impossible! If it weren't for the young man behind you, you are just a great perfection in the ancient realm. Even if you control a little bit of the formation and control a sin blade, you are still not qualified to shout here!" A cold voice suddenly came out from the area where the first lineage was located. With the words, a white-haired boy appeared.

The boy looked ugly. When he walked out, he exuded the breath of the quasi-dao, but this breath was decayed, as if he was in the quasi-dao and his life span was not much.

But the more he did this, the crazier he seemed to people. When he walked out, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He swung his sleeves and was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Meng Hao.

"Shut up!" Meng Hao spoke calmly, but his voice turned into an invisible force, causing the white-haired boy's face to change and his body to suddenly stop.

"The adults are talking, and you, little kid, don't interrupt. Otherwise, I don't mind letting the remaining hundreds of years of your life end in an instant." Meng Hao's eyes were cold, and when he spoke slowly, his voice echoed around. The white-haired boy's magical power trembled, his eyes were red, and he stared at Meng Hao intently.

Grandma was silent, and so was his uncle. Meng Hao's uncle and aunt were silent. They also admitted that all this was because of Meng Hao. Although they also wanted to return on their own, it was impossible after all.

Meng Hao sighed. How could he not see this? Even though his grandmother was injured, she still wanted to fight. Meng Hao understood this. He turned around and bowed deeply to his grandmother.

"Grandma, Hao'er asks for your permission to fight."

Grandma looked at Meng Hao and smiled after a long time. Her smile was even more kind.

"Grandma, you are overthinking. Never mind. Just take care of it."

Meng Hao looked up and smiled when he heard it. When he turned around, he looked at the white-haired boy calmly.

"Get lost!"

"You!" The white-haired boy opened his eyes wide and trembled. In front of so many tribesmen, even if he was not Meng Hao's opponent, he could not bear this. He was afraid of death because his life was about to end.

Just as he was about to speak, Meng Hao snorted coldly, his body shook, and he appeared in front of the boy in an instant. He raised his right hand and waved it directly. A storm roared and suddenly broke out. With the boy as the center, it became a whirlwind and rumbled to the surroundings. In the blink of an eye, all the Meng family members in the area of ​​the first vein made a shrill sound, and their bodies rolled back uncontrollably.

As for the white-haired boy, he was at the center of the storm. Meng Hao hated him for stabbing his grandmother before. With a wave of his hand, the boy's screams became more shrill, his body trembled, and his flesh and blood were blurred. His life span, which was not much, was forcibly squeezed out at this moment. In just a few breaths, the boy's whole body turned into flying ash and dissipated.

In an instant, there was silence all around, and all eyes fell on Meng Hao, and those eyes were full of fear.

This is the effect Meng Hao wanted. He couldn't stay in the Eighth Mountain and Sea for too long. If his grandmother really didn't want to go to the Ninth Mountain and Sea, then Meng Hao had to establish his prestige in this Meng family!

The more powerful he is, the safer his grandmother's lineage will be after he leaves. Anyone who wants to provoke him must consider their own revenge.

"This power is not enough." Meng Hao looked up at the statue, his eyes were like lightning, and he saw five figures in the Dao realm inside the statue-

At 12 o'clock tonight, meet!!! (To be continued...)

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