33 soul lamps, Meng Hao has extinguished six, but also remaining 27 ignitions, but Seven Divine Witherings, First Withering passed completely, Second Withering has also extinguished one, at this moment also four are in Second Withering.
Before Meng Hao, extinguishes the soul lamp each time, after had certain assurance, will launch, but today ... In this crisis moment, in all around 100,000 cultivator to protect him moment of death, Meng Hao, even if no slight assurance to succeed, but did not have the choice.
He cannot looks at all around these cultivator helplessly, such 11 wither lethal, Meng Hao clenches teeth, in the eye reveals decisively, the fire of his within the body in flaming burns, has not burnt down itself, was burns to extinguish others.
His right hand lifts, did not hesitate again, toward that seventh soul lamp, suddenly a figure!
„Extinguishes!” Meng Hao uses the complete strength, revolves oneself to remain many Divine Sense, toward the seventh soul lamp, a pressure maliciously, seems has cool breeze to blow, making the seventh soul lamp sway, suddenly ... Extinguishment.
Since extinguishment, threads of smoke of this seventh soul lamp, floats to rise instant, directly soars Meng Hao to come, suddenly drills into his oronasal, when spreads the whole body, Meng Hao body reacted, in this reacted, he bleeds profusely from the head loudly, within the body cultivation base thunders, Fleshly body transmits the intermittent numb and aching, then turned into the severe pain.
Even the body in this moment, seemed has also been divided into the Yin-Yang, half ice was cold, half were burning hot!
But his cultivation base, in this flickers, multiplies loudly, from the beforehand end of hills and rivers, the fast restoration, may while this restores, his Fleshly body, actually in that Yin-Yang ice cold, withering rapidly.
Suddenly, almost the skin and bones, has the intense vitality crisis, in his heart rumbling the eruption, he has a strong feeling, as if ... Own body, quick becomes the flying ash!
But at this moment, the Paragon Xuan Fang item of dew fine glow, is looking at Meng Hao front soul lamp, his look is usual, satisfying actually changes the dreadful rough seas.
„His cultivation base ...” The Xuan Fang innermost feelings shake, the footsteps take to be quicker, meaning of dispersing Paragon, the thundering earth, causes all around 100,000 cultivator, withers once more, many cultivator, the body changes to the flying ash instantaneously.
100,000 people, at this moment only remaining half!
This half, do not have a choice to give up, is not they do not fear, but at this moment, they understand that Meng Hao ... puts together compared with their 100,000 people, but also is important!
For Mountains and Seas Plane, for own family member, the friend, rather dies, cannot let Meng Hao die!
„You, court death!” The Paragon Xuan Fang low roar, form fierce running out, cultivation base dispersing, divine ability thunders, when this Spell formation 50,000 cultivator blood whole bodies, Meng Hao mirthless smile, this moment life and death unknown, and extinguishes strength of the soul lamp merely, is unable to make cultivation base restore, his cold glow dodges, clenching teeth maliciously.
„Extinguishes one, is not spells!” Meng Hao Divine Sense erupts simply once more, toward the eighth soul lamp, the second rolling goes again!
Of bang, that eighth soul lamp, sways immediately, in an instant extinguishes, along with extinguishing, drills into Meng Hao within the body along with threads of smoke, Meng Hao gains ground to send out shakes the heavens roar, his body stands up slowly, his within the body all injuries, in this moment fast restoration, may have the severe pain completely with more intense life and death crisis, erupts on his body.
His body, already withered at this moment peak, looks like, as if only remaining bone, but in his both eyes, actually reveals the indescribable fine glow.
His body jumps fiercely, the whole person imposing manner is dreadful, bang, departs Spell formation directly, directly soars Xuan Fang to go, the Xuan Fang facial color changes, the right hand makes a fist suddenly, toward oncoming Meng Hao, a fist bang goes.
The Meng Hao look is fierce, this moment appearance is more maneating, this gods Second Withering five lamps, are not immediately the life and death, this has given the Meng Hao time, facing a fist of Paragon Xuan Fang, Meng Hao takes three steps, fist Death God!
Bang shakes the heavens, two people of fists bumped into one in the midair, the Xuan Fang body have shaken, he freely was Paragon, but this war, with Meng Hao here pestered, although short, but the frigid degree was enormous, at this moment his within the body vitality tumbled, when eyes flash with murderous intention, once more act, Meng Hao spits out blood, an item of dew was crazy, the right hand wielded once more, immediately in front of him the ninth soul lamp, in this flickers unexpectedly ... Ex