Volume 5 Nirvana Rebirth Blood 8 Party Chapter 779 The North Is Defeated!

The sky and earth roared, and the loud noise spread throughout the entire southern region, as if thunder was rolling in the sky, with shocking waves spreading violently. Even the self-explosion of the pseudo-immortal puppet in the southern region shook the entire southern land, causing countless air currents to go wild, blowing up the north and stirring up the wind and clouds in the east.

At the same time, the moment Meng Hao's body was submerged by the destructive force, his whole body flashed with lightning in an instant.

Transformation!

His figure disappeared directly, and the middle-aged man in a purple robe with a dragon around his body appeared. This peak of the northern land was immediately enveloped by the destructive force as soon as he appeared, before he could make a shrill scream.

During the roar, the sky seemed to collapse, and there was a bang.

This middle-aged man at the peak of the Tao died directly. After Li Xian was also submerged, all her sounds were shrouded in the destruction, and no sound could be heard.

Only on the Tianhe River, one could see the huge bridge of the other shore flower that formed the two continents. At this moment, it trembled, as if there was a severe pain throughout its body. In the roar, the bridge collapsed a little, and some tentacles were directly destroyed.

"Meng Hao!!" A shrill voice suddenly came from the bridge of the other shore flower, and the sound was earth-shattering!

On the battlefield of the Southern Region, Meng Hao's body appeared beside Song Laozu. His body was horrible at this moment.

He only had the right hand holding the Thunder Cauldron left, and his body was broken. The skin on his body disappeared, the flesh withered, and the internal organs were exposed. Even the head was half lost. The whole person looked dead.

And his eternal realm. There was not much left. It was still recovering. At this moment, Meng Hao's body could not be restored. This kind of injury, even the panacea, would be difficult to heal!

Because, in Meng Hao's body, there was a lot of destructive power. He was lucky that he did not die in mid-air. If the Thunder Tripod was defeated, Meng Hao would definitely die!

But even so, the moment he appeared, the three peak seekers in the Northland in the air all took a breath and retreated subconsciously, not daring to take advantage of this opportunity to attack.

Meng Hao's previous cruelty and ruthlessness, the terrifying collapse in the air, the killing of Li Xian's clone, and the killing of a peak seeker. These scenes were enough to shock everyone with Meng Hao's reputation.

"He is not dead yet!!"

"He is still alive in such a collapse!!" Waves of inhalation came from the mouths of more than 100,000 Northland cultivators on the ground,

forming a buzzing sound.

"Hao'er!!" Dan Gui was anxious and immediately took out the elixir, while Ancestor Song and Ancestor Jin Han also protected Meng Hao without hesitation.

As for Meng Hao's second body, it was also withered at this moment, as if it had lost its luster. Once Meng Hao died... then he would definitely die.

Meng Hao couldn't speak. His eyes were blank, his mind was blurred, and his body was filled with death, as if he could be annihilated at any time. The only remaining spiritual wisdom made him suddenly look at the ground, where the Northern cultivators were shocked.

The Thunder Cauldron in his hand flashed, and his body disappeared again. When he reappeared, he replaced a Northern cultivator on the ground. After appearing on the ground, his right hand also collapsed, and his body collapsed directly. The whole body... only half of the head was left!

Even this half of the head exploded into a blood mist at the moment of landing, but this mist did not disappear at this moment, but suddenly drilled into the body of a Northern cultivator, along his seven orifices, and drilled in instantly. The Northern cultivator immediately screamed miserably, his body trembled, his face was bulging with blue veins, and his expression showed horror and fear.

"No! Save me..." Before he finished speaking, his body withered directly, and the whole person's blood, cultivation, and his soul were all sucked away at this moment.

At the same time as he died, a large amount of red mist appeared from his body. As soon as the mist appeared, it immediately turned into two strands and dispersed again.

Screams echoed, and there were amazing changes on the battlefield in an instant!

There were constant roars, and one after another of the Northern cultivators withered and died, and the blood mist also changed from two strands to four strands, and then to eight strands, and then sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four... In the end, it had become hundreds of strands, all dispersed, drilled into hundreds of people's bodies, absorbed blood, cultivation and soul, and spread again.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of such red mists appeared on this battlefield, with an evil demonic nature, spreading out, as if they had intelligence, not touching any Southern cultivator, and going straight to the North to kill.

In the sky, the three Northern Dao peak ancestors, in addition to the two who looked exactly the same, wearing black and white long gowns, like zombies, there was another one who looked like a young man, with mysterious runes all over his body, as if there was a weapon brewing in each rune.

The three of them were shocked by the scene on the earth. They looked at each other and without any hesitation, they retreated at full speed and fled to the distance.

They dared not fight again!

Li Xian died, and four of the seven people who reached the peak of the Way of the Dao died, three of whom were killed by Meng Hao, and this person seemed... not dead yet!

How dare they stay here, especially in the South Region, where Dan Gui has reached the peak of the Way of the Dao, and together with the three of them, Jin Han and Song, they can deter the three of them, not to mention Meng Hao's second body, even if it is weak, but once Meng Hao recovers, this second body will be a great enemy in the North!

This battle can no longer be fought!

The moment Li Xian died, the fate of the second batch of the Northern Army was decided.

The three survivors in the Northern Region were terrified at this moment, and they fled at full speed. They wanted to join the third batch of the army. Only then would they dare to reappear and face Meng Hao in the Southern Region.

They had considered that they might be able to kill Meng Hao at this opportunity, but... the danger was too great. Rather than doing so, it was better to be safe.

The three fled at full speed, ignoring more than 100,000 Northern cultivators on the earth. Song Laozu and others in the air hesitated for a moment and did not chase them. They were more concerned about Meng Hao.

And even if they caught up, it would be difficult to decide the outcome in a short time.

"Don't disturb him, we will form a formation, block the surroundings, and protect him!"

"That's it, he is recovering, recovering with the blood demon **!" Dan Gui and others looked at each other, and immediately dispersed, blocking the surroundings, and protecting Meng Hao.

On the ground, blood mist was surging. The mist had turned into thousands of strands, covering the sky and swallowing up a large number of northern cultivators. The vortex of the blood demon's ** could not be seen, but all the cultivators who were drilled into the blood mist could not escape the fate of withering. Their blood, their cultivation, and their souls seemed to be sacrificed alive!

The shrill screams and painful roars echoed throughout the battlefield. Even the southern cultivators were not shocked by this scene. They were all horrified.

What they saw were dried corpses. The eyes of each corpse were open and lifeless, as if they contained extreme pain.

The blood mist became larger and larger. After a while, there were tens of thousands of them. At the place where Meng Hao's body collapsed, a core was condensed. All the mist was centered on this core and spread to the surroundings.

And at the position of this core, a storm of blood-colored mist now appeared, turning into a huge cocoon-like object, with a heartbeat sound, spreading from it, shaking the earth.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Every heartbeat will make the earth shake and the sky dark, as if the whole world is shrouded in boundless fierce flames. The red mist from this cocoon has now exceeded 50,000, sweeping across the eight directions. No northern cultivator can escape.

"No!!"

"Damn southern cultivators, you are too cruel!"

"Kill, before the death, you must also try to kill one more southern bastard!"

As if the southern region has become the invading party, the northern cultivators roared and hated.

At this moment, outside the southern star, in the endless starry sky, there is a long river that ordinary cultivators cannot see, rushing through the starry sky.

The long river looks turbid at first glance, but if you look closely, you will feel extremely clear. This river is called Wangchuan, which originated from the fourth mountain, crisscrosses the nine mountains and seas, controls the reincarnation of the nine mountains and seas, and forms its own underworld.

All the lives that died in the nine mountains and seas, as long as their souls were not scattered, would be integrated into this long river and taken to the fourth mountain, where they would return to the origin.

There were too many souls in the long river. Most of these souls opened their eyes, making silent and shrill roars, struggling to escape from the river. Among them were powerful beasts and some with amazing cultivation.

It can be seen that there were countless ferocious beasts, including a pangolin covered with sharp thorns, with a body as big as a thousand feet, roaring.

Half of its body was in the river, being rapidly eroded, which would make it lose its mind. At this moment, in anxiety, the beast roared to the sky.

"I am the immortal of the mountain god. My grandfather is the Taoist master of the seventh mountain wind vein. In the reincarnation of the underworld, you dare to arrest me!!"

As the beast roared, it jumped away and was about to escape, but the river rolled, a wave flew up, and expanded directly in the air, turning into a sea, drowning the beast with a bang. When it dissipated, it screamed weakly. This huge beast was broken into pieces and turned into countless residual souls that melted into the river.

This scene made all the souls of the beasts around tremble with fear.

In the distance, in the river, there was an old man. This old man sat on the river surface, and the sound of the avenue lingered all over his body. In every inch of his soul, there seemed to be immortals sitting, and the whole body was shining, covering the river surface in all directions, like a treasure immortal, standing in the Wangchuan River, allowing the river to erode, as if he could not be shaken at all.

"I am a powerful Taoist master of the Sixth Mountain. Even if my life span is cut off, the Taoist masters of the Nine Mountains and Seas had endless life spans. Now... the Fourth Mountain, what right do you have to reincarnate me!" The old man suddenly raised his head, and his eyes seemed to contain two suns. All the remaining souls who saw his eyes screamed miserably, and their souls dissipated instantly.

Smash the golden eggs. I checked at noon today. A total of 57 Taoist friends won the prize. There was even one Taoist friend who won twice in a row!

Please smash it gently~~~(To be continued...) ()