The many geniuses who came to this ancient immortal dojo, except Zhixiang, were all shocked at this moment. They... indeed, some believed it.

If they didn't believe it before, then at this moment when the strange scenes appeared around them, the sinister wind gusted, and an aura that shocked their hearts filled the air, they... had to believe it.

In particular, Meng Hao's crazy cries and laughter resonated with the surroundings, which made them all feel numb. The weirdness of this place, the swaying of black hair, the swaying of rattan, and the sound of the earth, everything...

From their perspective, they all seemed to get up because of Meng Hao's voice.

Even Zhixiang's eyes widened with disbelief. If she hadn't recognized Meng Hao, she would have been extremely surprised at this moment.

If everything continues like this, maybe Meng Hao can really delay it for some time, but it won't be long. After all, the people here are extraordinary people. The slightest flaw can arouse their suspicion. As soon as someone takes action, they will immediately

Meng Hao's true colors will be exposed here.

Even at this moment, an old man from the Ji family flashed his eyes and walked out in an instant, obviously going to test Meng Hao's place.

Meng Hao sighed. He felt that these people were too difficult to fool. At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the expression of the old man who was approaching had changed. Even the expressions of the other people in front of him had changed.

Shao Geng took a breath and backed away.

Meng Hao was stunned and thought to himself, could it be that his momentum was getting stronger?

Suddenly, he felt a gust of cold wind behind him, as if there was a coldness sweeping around his neck. He subconsciously turned around and saw at a glance...

Behind him, there was a head floating there. It was at the mouth of the well. The head seemed to have been soaked for millions of years and had not completely decayed!

Especially when Meng Hao turned around, he was so close to the head that he almost touched it. Meng Hao blinked and turned his head very calmly, looking at the people with changed expressions.

"Her name is Xiaoqing, you don't have to be afraid." Meng Hao coughed dryly.

"There is another person named Xiaohua there, come here, come here. Xiaohua, say hello to them." Meng Hao pointed to the swing that was dripping with black blood and swinging back and forth in the yard, and spoke to everyone.

As soon as he spoke, the swing suddenly stopped. Visible to the naked eye, blood was dripping all the way, and like an invisible figure, it was walking towards Meng Hao step by step.

At this moment, even Meng Hao's scalp was numb. He looked at the black blood dripping down by his side. He vaguely felt that there was a pale little girl standing there, looking intently.

Everyone outside was still looking at him.

Meng Hao felt that he could no longer hold on any longer. He looked at the thousands of people opposite him fiercely, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and meditated there.

I felt vaguely in my heart that I seemed to be playing too big...

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Meng Hao was wearing a torn robe, as if he had come from ancient times. His expression was indifferent, revealing the vicissitudes of life, as if he was one with the ancient temple. He was sitting cross-legged and meditating, with a huge head floating behind him.

The whiteness has been soaked for thousands of years, and there are countless blue hairs dancing in the air.

And around him, nothing could be seen, only drops of black blood, gradually falling, making a slight sound every time it hit the ground. The sound seemed to have strange power, shaking everyone's hearts.

No one acted rashly. Even Zhao Yifan from the Taihang Sword Pool hesitated for a moment and did not walk out. Fan Dong'er in the distance was looking at Meng Hao intently, with light flashing in his eyes.

Ji Yin was sitting cross-legged in the distance, with cause and effect swirling all over his body. He couldn't see his face or his eyes clearly. His whole person seemed to be a ball of cause and effect.

The three people of the Fang family were sitting together. Fang Yunyi looked at Zhixiang from time to time, with obvious admiration, while Fang Donghan looked at the ancient temple with persistence in his eyes.

Song Luodan was very aloof. He was in the other direction with the Song family. He looked at Meng Hao from time to time, with a growing fighting spirit in his eyes.

Li Ling'er, on the other hand, didn't seem to know what to think. He actually lowered his head to study the earth. Sometimes he raised his right hand and lightly scratched it on the ground, as if he was making deductions.

As for Wang Mu, his eyes flashed, not knowing what he was thinking.

There were also geniuses from other religious holy places, each with their own thoughts. In this dark night, in front of the gate of the Immortal Ancient Dojo, the first night actually passed like this.

At dawn, the oil lamp naturally extinguished. Meng Hao understood that when night fell, the oil lamp would be lit again. Only when it was completely extinguished would his trial be considered over.

At the moment of dawn, Meng Hao opened his eyes. The huge head behind him disappeared, and the drops of black blood around him disappeared. The moment everything returned to normal, many people in the crowd looked at Meng Hao with strange lights in their eyes.

here.

Zhao Yifan stood up first and walked towards Meng Hao. At the same time, Fan Donger also stood up and approached from the other direction. Li Ling'er also raised his head and looked at Meng Hao with the same indifference in his eyes.

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And Ji Yin, whose whole body was filled with karma, also stood up at this moment and walked towards Meng Hao step by step.

In addition to a few of them, there were also some geniuses, all of whom looked unkind, approaching one by one.

"Stop!" Meng Hao said calmly, his voice echoing.

Without saying a word, these people speeded up instantly. Zhao Yifan was the fastest. When he approached, he raised his right hand and immediately a sword energy shot up. This sword energy was like a dragon. When it spread out in mid-air, it suddenly turned into nine sword dragons.

, roared together, making the space tremble, and the sun and moon became invisible. After entangled together, they rushed straight towards Meng Hao in an instant.

"Fellow Taoist, Zhao feels the breath of the southern sky and the earth here with you. You are not a sweeper."

As he spoke, the nine dragons were still far away one moment, and were approaching Meng Hao the next moment.

"The way of swordsmanship depends on one mind and one intention." When Zhao Yifan said calmly, the nine dragons suddenly turned into nine swords in front of Meng Hao and stabbed him in an instant.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed for an instant, and his fighting spirit suddenly broke out at this moment. When he stood up, he clenched his right fist and punched the approaching Nine Swords.

With this punch, a mountain appeared in front of him. The mountain roared, and when it touched the nine swords, it immediately made a loud noise and set off a large number of waves, rolling in all directions.

"The cause and effect on you is not that of the ancients." At the same time, when Ji Yin's voice echoed with coldness, his body blurred for an instant. When he appeared, he was suddenly beside Meng Hao, and he made a hand with his right hand as fast as thunder,

He pressed Meng Hao's back.

With this press, Meng Hao's soul shook, as if a lifetime of memories emerged, forming cause and effect, shaking his soul.

Meng Hao looked calm and snorted coldly. Since his identity was revealed, he simply stopped trying to hide anything and pointed towards Ji Yin with his left hand.

The Ku Zi Jue exploded instantly, and the nothingness between Meng Hao and Ji Yin seemed to collapse for an instant, and a huge black hole appeared. A loud roaring sound was heard as it was sucked in fiercely. Meng Hao's body instantly retreated, and he jumped away.

When he got up, in front of him, Li Ling'er's graceful figure appeared. She had a beautiful face and a sinister look in her eyes.

"In the memory of this land, you came a month earlier than me." As she spoke, the willow leaves between her brows flashed as she kneaded her jade hands, and immediately a leaf appeared in her hands.

As soon as the leaves were revealed, infinite vitality immediately burst out, but in the next moment, after this vitality reached its extreme, signs of death were born from within. The leaves turned black, flew out in the blink of an eye, and headed straight for Meng Hao.

"Seal!" Li Ling'er said calmly, and the leaves roared instantly and exploded, turning into black veins, like a big net, directly covering Meng Hao.

Seeing that he was about to be sealed, Meng Hao snorted coldly, stretched out his arms, and roared to the sky. Immediately, he mastered some superficial Taoist techniques and appeared. At this moment, his body suddenly transformed into a black roc.

, when the ferocious intention breaks out, it rushes out directly from this black vein.

But as soon as he rushed out, a pleasant voice came to his ears.

"Brother Taoist is so extraordinary, Dong'er almost believes it." When the voice came out, Meng Hao immediately felt like his scalp was exploding. A strong crisis appeared in an instant. He did not hesitate to transform the thunder cauldron in his right hand.

, lightning exploded all over his body, and he and Li Linger changed places in the blink of an eye.

The moment the two people exchanged figures, Meng Hao immediately saw that a green lotus appeared in Fan Dong'er's hand. At that moment, there was a boy in the green lotus waving, as if he was going to turn him into a human being.

Swallow a lotus seed.

There was also a black needle, exuding decay and even some rust on it. It was thrown by an old man next to Song Luodan of the Song family. If it was pierced, Meng Hao would definitely turn into blood.

All this sounds slow, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, Meng Hao has already fought against Zhao Yifan from the Taihang Sword Pool of the Three Great Sects, Ji Yin from the Ji family, Li Ling'er from the Li family, and Fan Dong'er from the Nine Seas God Realm.

It seemed like a simple touch, but it was actually filled with murderous intent. If he made a slight mistake, Meng Hao would be covered with blood. When his eyes were full of fighting spirit, Li Ling'er's expression changed, and the willow leaves between his brows shone rapidly. In addition, Fan Dong

Er made a soft sigh and stopped his hand, thus avoiding the murderous intention.

At this moment, everyone around him was frightened after witnessing this scene. Some of the geniuses' eyes flashed strangely, and they flew out in an instant, heading straight for Meng Hao.

"Who is he? He can actually fight with Zhao Yifan and others without losing!"

"It can't be an unknown person. I don't know how many years he has been practicing. If it is less than a thousand years, this person will be even more extraordinary!"

"He actually avoided the Green Lotus Technique of Fan Dong'er, the goddess of the Nine Seas God Realm, and the thunder tripod in his hand can actually change his body!"

"These are not the point. The point is...he came here before us, and the creation of the Immortal Ancient Dojo is in his hands!"

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