The Dandong Inextinguishable Fire has always existed in Meng Hao's body. It was the fire for alchemy given to Meng Hao by his master, the Alchemy Ghost. Meng Hao observed this fire for a long time, and then integrated the fire into his heart. When forming the elixir,

It truly ignites it and becomes its own immortal fire.

Until he figured out the path to the five-color Nascent Soul, there was still no sign of the fire, and Meng Hao didn't think much about it. He always thought that he needed to find different totems for his five colors and five elements, but... right now...

In an instant, the immortal fire that erupted in his body made Meng Hao's mind completely roar.

He suddenly realized that he was wrong. The path of the five colors and the attributes of the five elements do not necessarily require totems. All creations between heaven and earth can become the opportunity for his own path of the five colors.

This inextinguishable fire, guided by the power of incense and completely enlarged by Meng Hao's two major totems of gold and wood, spread out within his body, burned the surrounding area, melted into nothingness, and enveloped the surroundings of Meng Hao's body.

Until a vague word "fire" was imprinted on his Dantian. The moment this word appeared, flames shot up all around Meng Hao. At this moment, Meng Hao felt so blessed that he put the words in his storage bag.

He took out the fire attribute totem seed from the Five Parts of the Crow God. This seed was a flame, and most of it had dissipated. At the moment when it was all dissipated, Meng Hao used the immortal fire in his body to directly envelope it, absorb and assimilate it.

At the moment when the fire attribute totem seed was absorbed by Meng Hao, the Wuyan tribe and all the tribesmen who saw this scene trembled violently.

On their bodies, the fire attribute totems that had dissipated before reappeared at this moment, and the totems on them changed into the same fire character as Meng Hao!

At this moment, the power of the incense coming from their bodies roared towards Meng Hao.

"Holy Ancestor!"

"Greetings to the Holy Ancestor!!" All the members of the Wuyan tribe were trembling at this moment, and with excitement, they let out a shocking roar and knelt down to worship Meng Hao.

At this moment, Meng Hao's whole body roared, his aura was earth-shattering, his body was floating in the air, and more than a thousand people from the three tribes of Wu Da, Wu Bing and Wu Yan, the power of incense released from their bodies, instantly condensed in

At the same time, outside Meng Hao's body, he suddenly headed straight for his fire attribute totem.

The ancient Chinese character "Fire" became clearer and clearer. In just a few breaths, it became extremely clear. The sea of ​​fire spread out and enveloped Meng Bafang.

Meng Hao's momentum rose again. Outside his body, three ancient texts of gold, wood, and fire were rotating, and three totems were emitting a dazzling light. At the same time as the fire attribute totem appeared, Meng Hao's own cultivation level

, also broke out.

During this explosion, the world in front of Meng Hao seemed to be blurred. This blur became clear in an instant. But at the moment of clarity, Meng Hao suddenly discovered that the world in front of him seemed to have countless lines and countless photoelectrics appearing.

, it seems that with just a wish, you can... appear wherever the light point is!

"Teleport..." Meng Hao's mind suddenly shook, his eyes showed a strong light, and he was even more excited and excited. However, he took a deep breath and did not try immediately, but the feeling in his heart and the kind of energy that could blend into nothingness

Consciousness made him understand that he...had mastered the magical power of teleportation that only Yuanying monks could master!

With this magical power, his vitality will be more powerful than ever before. Even if he encounters a powerful enemy, he can use this technique to escape!

"My five-color infant refining path is correct. If I continue on this path, I will be able to find my own way!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, with a strong light shining in his eyes. That was confidence!

What monks cultivate... is self-confidence!

Meng Hao took a deep breath and felt the power of the three totems surrounding his body. He raised his right hand and waved forward, and the sea of ​​fire immediately spread. In this sea of ​​fire, after Meng Hao integrated the power of the wood attribute, the fire...

It rose up into the sky, shaking the earth and shaking the earth. Wherever it passed, the monks of the poisonous scorpion lineage let out shrill screams and retreated quickly, with horrified expressions on their faces.

As for the ten Nascent Soul cultivators, they had all retreated long ago. Their cultivation was unstable and they simply did not dare to approach the rising Meng Hao again.

Meng Hao made a secret with his left hand and pointed again. Suddenly, metallic power appeared in the flames. When condensed, it seemed to melt, and a large amount of golden liquid came out. When it spread, it was like golden rain.

Wherever he passed, the heaven and earth were filled with gold.

The emergence of these two great magical powers immediately changed the situation of this battle. Even though there were more than 3,000 monks from the poisonous scorpion lineage at the moment, they were all in panic, fighting against the original poisonous spider lineage.

Same, losing the will to fight.

"I'll wait to see the Holy Ancestor!" At this moment, not only the five tribes of Wu Shen, Wu Da, Wu Bing, and Wu Yan, but also the members of the other two tribes, after seeing the situation of the other three tribes,

It was during this battle that their recognition of Meng Hao made them all bow to Meng Hao deeply.

The clan chiefs of the Wubing tribe and the five remaining Nascent Soul monks also looked at Meng Hao with respect. They did not want to think too much. At this moment, their cultivation level was barely at Nascent Soul.

But in fact, after this battle, only three people will not fall in cultivation. The remaining Nascent Soul monks from Wu An and Wu Dou Department will not be able to recover their totems and will no longer be Nascent Soul.

"Holy Ancestor..." Zhao Youlan's eyes flashed and she remained silent. Next to her, Zhao Chunmu's face looked a little pale. At this moment, all the Five Poison tribe members around them began to retreat one by one.

At the same time, the scene here turned into a huge mirror, falling into the sky some distance away from here, in the eyes of an old man among an army of nearly 20,000 monks.

"The Holy Ancestor changed his position and Si Long became the Ancestor. This matter...if we can study it thoroughly and know how this person did it, then it will be an unprecedented event for our Five Poison Tribe!"

"Pass it on, start the transmission at all costs, I want to see this person behind a stick of incense!" The old man said lightly, with a strange light in his eyes. His voice echoed, and immediately spread to the tribesmen around him.

The entire tribe roared and reverberated, and amidst the ups and downs of teleportation light, the moment their figures all disappeared, a drop of purple rain fell on the old man.

"Purple rain?" The old man was startled, glanced at it, frowned, and disappeared with the teleportation.

Purple rain seemed to have fallen on the earth again. This time it was not just a small area, but all areas of the mountain range, including the plain where the Five Poisons Department was located, also dropped.

It carries the coldness of destruction and the meaning of extinction. Fortunately, there is not much rain, only scattered drops...

At this moment, the purple rain fell in front of Meng Hao again, fell on the ground, and merged with the blood. But now, few people would pay attention to the purple rain. Only Meng Hao and a limited number of people paid attention to it.

Only people would feel a little hesitant after seeing this purple rain, but the current battlefield did not allow Meng Hao to think too much. He turned around in mid-air, his eyes flashed coldly, and looked at Zhao Chunmu through the crowd.

The moment Meng Hao looked at Zhao Chunmu, Zhao Youlan's eyes shrank. She had been slowly moving away from Zhao Chunmu before, but what she did was not very obvious. Now after seeing Meng Hao's eyes, Zhao Youlan's expression changed. This time she

Even though the action was obvious, he didn't care. He immediately backed away and distanced himself from Zhao Chunmu.

Zhao Chunmu also saw Meng Hao's gaze and was shocked. Especially when Zhao Youlan retreated, his mind was buzzing. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the person who cut off Zhao Youlan's arm...perhaps it was this Wu Shen Wu Bu.

A new generation of saint ancestors.

"He wants to kill me!!" Zhao Chunmu's skin went numb. The scene before Meng Hao had already shocked him. His eighteen hidden guards could not kill him, and the nine Nascent Soul elders could not shake this man in the slightest.

Even the Tongtian Sacrifice was unable to stop him. All of this immediately caused Zhao Chunmu to breathe rapidly and his body instantly retreated.

"Nine elders, Tongtian Sacrifice, save me!"

The moment Meng Hao looked at Zhao Chunmu, Meng Hao stepped forward fiercely. His speed was as fast as a sharp arrow, heading straight ahead. At this moment, the nine elders of the poisonous scorpion lineage and Tongtian were surrounding him.

The expressions of the priests changed one after another, but there was some hesitation. This hesitation was only for a moment. Immediately, they gritted their teeth and left in an instant, heading straight for Meng Hao.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Meng Hao's mouth. The reason why he did not teleport directly was to attract these people. As for Zhao Chunmu, he was just a bait. He was not Zhao Youlan, and he was not important enough for him to kill him.

, what Meng Hao really wants to kill...are the nine early Nascent Souls, except for the one who is in the middle Nascent Soul stage!

Almost at the moment when these Nascent Soul cultivators arrived, Meng Hao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he teleported and disappeared without a trace. His disappearance immediately caused a huge change in the expressions of everyone around him, especially the ten Nascent Souls.

The monks' eyes suddenly shrank, because they discovered that this was not Meng Hao's previous bloody flash, but... a true teleportation.

"Not good!" Tongtian Priest's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly looked at the other nine people. At this moment, Meng Hao's figure appeared directly behind a Nascent Soul elder. He raised his right hand with a weapon that could destroy a Nascent Soul.

The monk's power roared away.

The Nascent Soul cultivator's expression changed, his body immediately blurred, he teleported to escape, and he even opened his mouth to spit out, and immediately a multicolored light flew out of his mouth, turned into a piece of talisman, and went straight to Meng Hao, but Meng Hao's

The fist, already carrying the power of destruction, fell with a crash.

A roaring sound mixed with a scream suddenly came out. The talisman in front of the monk collapsed, but his body teleported away. Meng Hao snorted coldly and took a step forward, just as instantly.

Moving, the two figures blurred, and in the blink of an eye, they caught up directly, and Meng Hao's right hand fell again.

In the roar, the Nascent Soul cultivator blew out a breath of Nascent Soul. There were seven or eight magic weapons in this breath, and they all self-destructed, including his body. With this force, he tried to kill Meng Hao, and his Yuan Ying

Ying, however, rolled up a flying sword and fled quickly before self-destructing, but after all, he was weak and not very fast.

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