Huo Zhao, who was standing there, looked ugly.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stain on his face, and his expression became more gloomy.
He was indeed a little careless. After all, Chu Mengli's realm was only at the peak of the Soul Condensation Realm. He never thought that she could actually use such mysterious footwork.
However, that’s the end of it.
He looked at the dying Chu Mengli who fell to the ground in the distance, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
What a pity for this pair of beautiful bones.
He tapped his toes again, and his figure disappeared in a flash, heading towards Chu Mengli again.
What he wants is not just dying.
Huo Zhaozhi was even more ruthless than Huo Lingshui back then.
It's just that Huo Lingshui's death that year actually had a lot to do with his temperament that wanted to be merciful but not merciful to others.
Now Huo Lingshui's son Huo Zhao is even more ruthless than he was back then.
He was preparing to give Chu Mengli the final blow. He had to watch her die with his own eyes.
Huo Zhao mobilized the energy in his body and threw out two wind blades like crescent moons in his hands.
As the wind blade moved forward, it actually grew bigger and bigger and kept spinning.
Chu Mengli was lying on the ground, her face covered in blood. At this moment, she couldn't even hope to stand up, not to mention blocking the two wind blades.
These two wind blades could completely cut her body into three pieces.
The piercing whistling sound was like gears sawing wood, noisy and fast.
But this sound stopped abruptly when the wind blade immediately touched Chu Mengli's body.
Huo Zhao narrowed his eyes because there was one more person in front of Chu Mengli.
Huo Zhao sneered and said in a disdainful voice: "I guessed you would come, but I didn't expect you to come so soon."
The person standing in front of Chu Mengli was Huo Xun.
Huo Xun looked around and saw that Luo Xiao and Jiang Tianyou were fighting together. Although Luo Xiao had old injuries, Jiang was still hot after all. Luo Xiao had experienced hundreds of battles and was not only good at leading troops into battle, but also good at catching and fighting.
The two were indistinguishable for a while, but Luo Xiao's breath was not long enough. This kind of tug-of-war was destined to suffer in the end.
Not to mention Song Que, who was being suppressed and beaten all the time. Without half a stick of incense, Song Que would probably die from this.
Huo Xun, who had always been careless, frowned slightly. He turned to look at Huo Zhao: "Brother, it's still too late to turn around now."
"Turn back?" Huo Zhao seemed to have heard the big joke. He glanced at Huo Xun coldly, "You should turn back."
Huo Xun hesitated to speak, and finally sighed heavily.
"Brother, in a fight here, there is no victory or defeat, only life and death. I don't want to fight with you."
Huo Zhao raised his eyebrows and said in a disdainful tone: "What? You think you have defeated me? From what you mean, you actually plan to spare my life?"
Huo Xun remained silent. He knew that his elder brother Huo Zhao had been feeling depressed for a long time.
After all, I still resent Huo Yushan for not saving Huo Lingshui back then.
These old things, the old almanac, are turned over and over again, but they are actually just one word.
blame.
It doesn't make sense that Huo Xun mobilized his energy, so let's see the truth behind his hands.
The Huo family was originally expected to escape from this chess game, but if Huo Zhao continues to mix things up like this, the Huo family is likely to be dragged into the water by him.
Huo Zhao said: "You and I are in a different state. If you die, don't blame me."
Huo Xun was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "The realm is the realm. If you can fight back, you can fight."
Huo Zhao smiled.
The next moment, the two of them were fighting together.
Huo Zhao was in the Yuan Consciousness Realm, but Huo Xun was only in the Gathering Flow Realm.
It's hard to say who is better between the two.
However, neither of them noticed that just as they were exchanging killing moves, Chu Mengli, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly became confused.
A breath that didn't belong to her suddenly appeared in her body.
Chu Mengli, who had passed out, or had already half stepped into the gate of hell, seemed to be suddenly pulled by a pair of invisible hands.
Immediately afterwards, memory fragments that did not exist in her mind began to be continuously broken and reorganized.
Completely unfamiliar scenes flashed before her eyes.
Someone stepped into the void, wearing a black gold robe, and went to the outer sky alone to eat the immortals.
Someone was wearing a green shirt, with a sword hanging from his waist, and his face could not be seen clearly. He stood on the top of the highest mountain in the world, and said with a smile that there was no hero in the world.
Some people died, and when they were dying, they only said the word "Master".
There are high mountains and flowing water, and there are heavens and earth shattering.
There are rivers flowing into the sea, and the Yellow River flowing backwards.
Suddenly, Chu Mengli opened her eyes suddenly.
The last scene she saw was a beautiful woman standing quietly in a heavy snowfall.
She looked back slowly with her bare feet.
Ning was covered in snow in the mountains, waiting for the troops to disperse.
If you are not on top of the clouds, you will be filled with awe-inspiring energy and will be looked down upon by others.
A powerful aura gradually appeared on Chu Mengli's body. If Luo Yi were here at this moment, he would definitely find that Chu Mengli's bloodline was constantly being smelted, and its level was not only improving by leaps and bounds.
In just a few moments, he had reached the level of first-grade immortal veins.
And this smelting trend is still improving steadily...
On the other side, at the moment when Luo Yi was slightly distracted, a figure appeared in front of him.
It was none other than the ancestor of the Fang family, Fang Tiangong!
After this person appeared, he couldn't help but hit his face with a palm, which was printed directly on Luo Yi's head like a mountain bearing down on him!
Just hearing a loud "boom", the ground where Luo Yi was standing instantly sunk at least ten feet!
Luo Yi was dressed in black clothes, making a hunting sound, and his black hair was flying back.
Fang Tiangong's expression condensed. Logically speaking, his palm could completely knock Luo Yi back at least a kilometer away.
But at this time, Luo Yi was actually motionless!
He even slowly raised his head! A pair of dark eyes stared at Fang Tiangong indifferently.
Fang Tiangong frowned. For some reason, even though he was half-stepping into the Mysterious Realm, when he looked at Luo Yi, there was still a sense of inexplicable... fear in his heart.
Fang Tiangong gritted his teeth, and when he took action with all his strength, bursts of Sanskrit sounds rang out from outside his body.
Fang Tiangong's face suddenly became solemn and solemn, and there were arrays of Buddha's light behind him, like seven treasures of glass.
"Bold monster, why don't you kneel down?!"
Fang Tiangong obviously didn't speak, but thunderous shouts suddenly sounded from heaven and earth.
It was as if he wanted to wake up the dreamer with one word.
But what he didn't expect was that Luo Yi not only showed no fear at all, but even had a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Fang Tiangong roared angrily and used his right hand again, as if he wanted to kneel Luo Yi down.
Luo Yi's body became shorter, but his spine did not bend at all.
Luo Yi suddenly raised his hands, as if he was raising his hands to shake Kunlun!
The evil energy lingering around actually suppressed the Buddha's light all over Fang Tiangong!
