Volume 5 Nirvana Rebirth Blood 8 Fang Chapter 781 Meng Hao Wakes Up!

Inside the blood cocoon, there was a figure sitting cross-legged in meditation. He had pale hair and no skin on his body. Some blood vessels and meridians could be seen. The whole person looked very scary.

His eyes were dull, and there was a monstrous demonic energy emanating from his body, as if the whole person had become a blood demon!

It was Meng Hao!

The blood and cultivation of more than 100,000 cultivators, as well as their souls, allowed Meng Hao to dissolve the destructive power that entered his body when the pseudo-immortal puppet collapsed.

But it still couldn't make his body fully recover.

The outside world called Meng Hao's name, and the sound became stronger and stronger. When it passed through the blood cocoon, it echoed in Meng Hao's ears, muffled, as if stretched.

Gradually, Meng Hao's eyes were no longer blank, and clarity appeared.

"I... am Meng Hao..." While mumbling, Meng Hao's body shook violently, and his mind roared and fluctuated. All his memories all emerged at this moment.

From his childhood until his parents disappeared when he was seven years old, he chased out of the fog until he went to Kaoshan Sect, Ziyun Sect, West Desert Land, Yaoxian Sect, Tianhehai, and then fought in the South Region.

He remembered everything, his wedding with Xu Qing, and watching Xu Qing's soul return to Wangchuan. These scenes made Meng Hao tremble. On the back of his right hand, the mark that had appeared before appeared again, flashing.

Looking down at the mark on the back of his hand, Meng Hao's mind seemed to have more? Chang? Feng... memories that made him unfamiliar. Those memories were just some broken fragments that could not be connected together.

These fragments were all scenes before he was seven years old, but the scenes in the pictures were not Zhao State. But a strange place. Especially in one of the pictures. There were seven moons in the sky, one bright and six dim.

In this unique sky, he was held in the arms of a woman, with a young man beside him, looking at him with a smile, and a tall old man in the distance. The laughter echoed, extremely kind.

Meng Hao was familiar with the man and woman, as they were the appearance of his parents in his memory.

But the sky, the earth, and the whole world were unfamiliar to Meng Hao.

That place... was not the Southland.

"Just like the curse of the Southland, it has no effect on me... Am I really not born in the Southland?" Meng Hao was silent about this question. He didn't have time to think about it at the beginning, and now he was in this blood cocoon.

He was aroused by these scattered memory fragments in his mind.

After a long time, the mark on the back of Meng Hao's hand slowly dissipated. He raised his head and slowly stood up in the call from the outside world. At the moment he stood up, the blood cocoon around him collapsed with a roar, turning into a blood-colored storm, shocking the sky.

In the storm, Meng Hao stepped out. In the eyes of all the Southern Region cultivators around him, Meng Hao, who walked out of the blood-colored storm, had white hair, a ferocious appearance, and no skin on his body, but they were not afraid and still called.

"Meng Hao!"

"Meng Hao!"

"Meng Hao!!"

Dan Gui, Song Laozu, and Jin Han Laozu all came quickly and appeared beside Meng Hao. Meng Hao's second body also recovered and appeared in the distance.

"Hao'er..." Dan Gui looked at Meng Hao's current body and felt heartbroken.

"Master, it's okay... This is just the transition to the sixth level of the Blood Demon Body." Meng Hao clasped his fists and bowed, and spoke softly when he looked up.

"The sixth level of the Blood Demon Body!" Song Laozu took a breath and looked at Meng Hao.

This is indeed the sixth level of the Blood Demon Body. At the moment when Meng Hao finally collapsed, his sixth level of the Blood Demon Body opened automatically, as if to enter this sixth level, he had to experience such a dissipation of blood all over his body.

"Then you are now..." Dan Gui looked at Meng Hao.

"Master, are there any cultivators from the second batch coming from the North in the South?" When Meng Hao spoke, a red light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes! There are six battlefields in total, three or four of which overlap here, and now there are four more, scattered in four directions. The total number of cultivators in the North is about 100,000!" Dan Gui seemed to understand something, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes. He understood that Meng Hao's current state was that he had been possessed by a demon, a demon of killing.

"Master, I have found the way to the third sword." Meng Hao looked at Dan Gui and clasped his fists respectfully.

Dan Gui's eyes condensed, and then he laughed. He was no longer worried. He raised his right hand and waved it. A jade slip flew out, which contained the location of the four armies of cultivators in the North.

Meng Hao took the jade slip, clasped his fists to Patriarch Song and Patriarch Jinhan, and bowed to the surrounding Southern Territory cultivators. Then he flew up and headed straight to the distance. His second body twisted and disappeared, turning into Meng Hao's shadow, and went away together.

After Meng Hao left, Dan Gui took out the alchemy furnace and released a large amount of elixirs. While giving them to the Southern Territory cultivators, he also asked everyone to repair, while he, Patriarch Jinhan and Patriarch Song began to arrange the formation.

They understood that the war was not over yet. The third batch of stronger troops from the north was on the way and would arrive soon. That would be the final battle that would decide the outcome.

Although... the chances of the South Region winning were slim, they still had to fight!

They would rather die in battle than let the South Region fall.

At the same time, Meng Hao turned into a blood-colored rainbow in mid-air and rushed forward. He held a jade slip in his hand, and his goal was the second battlefield not too far from here.

"The Blood Demon has three realms. In the first realm, I can fight against the early stage of the Way of the Tao. In the second realm, I can fight against the middle stage of the Way of the Tao. And in the third realm, with my current cultivation, I can also shake the peak of the Way of the Tao!"

"If I can cut out the third sword and step into the Way of the Tao, then in the Way of the Tao... I will be invincible!" Meng Hao looked calm and murmured in his heart.

"The third sword of the Soul Slash... I have a clue." Meng Hao spoke softly, looking down at the shadow on the ground that outsiders could not see. That was his second body.

When he moved forward, he was very fast. Not long after, he immediately heard the sound of fighting from afar. This sound was not as shocking as the battle of hundreds of thousands of people, but it could still shake the world.

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of people were fighting.

One side was constantly retreating, and the other side was approaching cruelly. Wherever they passed, the ground was filled with blood, and corpses were scattered in the distance.

More than 20,000 northern cultivators were fighting with more than 10,000 southern cultivators. The southern cultivators here were mainly from the Purple Luck Sect. The Purple Luck Sect's genius had not grown up completely, so they could not play a role. The three Soul Slashing old men really played a role.

On the northern side, the Soul Slashing sent out four people.

Amid the roar, the Southern Region cultivators kept retreating. The three soul-chopping monks were all seriously injured, and too many disciples died. Chu Yuyan was among them. At this moment, her face was pale, with blood at the corners of her mouth, and she was still fighting with others.

There were also too many familiar figures of Meng Hao, all here, some had fallen, and some were still holding on, roaring to the sky.

Meng Hao's figure, like a blood-colored meteor, came roaring from the sky, dyeing the sky red. As soon as it appeared, it immediately shocked the tens of thousands of people fighting on the earth.

Especially those soul-chopping old men, their eyes shrank, and for a moment, they could not tell whether the person coming was an enemy or a friend!

Only Chu Yuyan, after almost avoiding a fatal spell, she spurted blood, raised her head, and only took a look at the figure in the long rainbow, and her heart trembled violently.

That white hair, that figure with skin inside, that seemingly hideous and terrifying appearance, but in her eyes, she recognized it at a glance... It was Meng Hao.

"What happened to him..." Chu Yuyan's heart ached. She had her pride, but beneath this pride, there was still the heartache that emerged when she saw Meng Hao in such a state.

Boom!

Meng Hao descended like a meteor, blasting into the crowd of people in the North. As soon as he landed, the ground shook, and cracks appeared one after another, causing many cultivators in the North to spurt blood and their bodies to collapse directly.

The four powerful soul-severing masters in the North jumped in their hearts and rushed over with gritted teeth, but before they got close, Meng Hao raised his right hand and waved it forward, and immediately a large amount of red mist spread in all directions in an instant.

The four soul-severing masters were the first to be hit. In an instant, the mist penetrated their bodies, and followed with a shrill scream that shook the earth. Even though they were powerful soul-severing masters, they still withered in the blink of an eye. Their blood, cultivation, and soul were quickly drawn out. As the mist dissipated, the four people turned into mummies and fell to the ground.

This scene shook all the northern cultivators, but then, the red mist spread and a shrill sound suddenly rose.

All the northern cultivators, who were just killing fiercely, were now trembling in misery, their bodies withered, their cultivation dissipated, and their souls were extracted.

The entire battlefield was instantly occupied by this horrible scene. The disciples of Ziyun Sect turned pale and retreated. They were shocked by Meng Hao and showed fear.

"Who is he!!"

"He is blood-colored, has no skin, and his magic is weird!"

"How come this... is similar to Meng Hao's blood demon **..."

Chu Yuyan stared at Meng Hao in the group of northern cultivators. Seeing his blood demon-like figure, her heart ached even more. She seemed to be able to see that Meng Hao was carrying a sense of sadness.

Amid the roar, the more than 20,000 northern cultivators around Meng Hao turned into mummies amid their shrill screams. As the red mist dispersed from their bodies and condensed onto Meng Hao's body, Meng Hao's body made a crackling sound.

His skinless body grew some skin at this moment. The vigorous blood and qi in his body made the sky seem to be shaken and thunder was heard.

"Meng Hao! He is... Meng Hao!"

"It's really Meng Hao. I didn't see it just now. When his skin recovered a little, I saw that he... was Meng Hao!"

"How did he become like this!" The disciples of Ziyun Sect were all shocked. When the words came out, Meng Hao jumped up, looked down at the ground, looked at everyone, and stayed on Chu Yuyan for a while. He turned around and walked away.

"Go to the Blood Demon Sect and gather there!" Meng Hao's voice came from afar. (To be continued...) ()