Volume 4 The Five-Color Supreme Chapter 371: Refining Babies Is Like Refining Alchemy!
Meng Hao glanced at the place where Yan Song disappeared, his eyes flickered slightly, he took the wooden slip floating in front of him, turned and left.
Just like he didn't trust the other party, so he used the ghost avatar to meet here, in Yan Song's heart, he also had fear of Meng Hao, and this fear was the thorn of this place.
Therefore, it also came in other ways, not the deity.
"Since we don't believe each other, why come to invite us again... and I don't have a deep hatred with him, and I can't use it to deceive me. Could it be that what he said before is indeed somewhat true?" Meng Hao received Picking up the jade slips, walking on this remote street, thinking inwardly.
It was late at night, and the surrounding area was very quiet. The east of the city, which was prosperous before the war, was about to become ruins at this moment.
But just as Meng Hao was walking a hundred feet, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he took three steps back without any hesitation.
Almost at the moment when his body retreated, a cyan ripple echoed from where he was before. At the same time, a distorted figure flickered directly from within the ripple. He couldn't see clearly, he could only see Seeing a cyan light with the aura of a totem, it came straight to Meng Hao's door in an instant.
"Western Monk!"
"The thorns here are not [Baidu I want to seal the sky, quickly hand type, Ergen WeChat official account:, support me, please go to the "Chinese website"] to find out in advance!"
"Yan Song invited me out, there is a purpose!" Meng Hao's mind twitched for a moment, his eyes flashed a cold light, his body did not retreat but moved forward, and when the golden light flashed all over his body, he clenched his fist with his right hand, and directly punched down towards the approaching blue light .
Buzzing in all directions, Meng Hao's punch hit nothingness, but it set off an impact and swept across the surroundings. The blue light was the first to bear the brunt, but before it touched it, it seemed to be wary of Meng Hao's right hand, and the blue light immediately collapsed. The coils twisted, but dissipated in a blink of an eye, turning into countless cyan light spots, which directly penetrated nothingness and appeared beside Meng Hao. They quickly condensed and turned into a cyan whip, which rushed straight to Meng Hao. to draw.
Meng Hao let out a light sigh. This was the first time he encountered a right punch facing him, and he avoided the counterattack in this way. Although this punch was illusory, but he was able to dodge it like this, it can be seen that this person Not bad.
"It didn't come with Yan Song. With Yan Song's previous concealment, he must have guessed that I was not coming here, but the monk who attacked me deliberately avoided my right hand...
From this point of view, he doesn't know that my right fist is just an illusion, and he doesn't know that I'm not the deity! "
"Since you don't know that I'm not the deity, then you can judge that it was an accident that I met him here... and it's impossible to encounter such a huge city at will. Thinking about it this way, I'm afraid I'm just as useless as him." He is definitely not the only monk who sneaked into the city by some means!" At the moment when the blue whip came, Meng Hao snorted coldly, letting the whip wrap around his body in an instant.
With a bang, Meng Hao's body collapsed into countless auras.
A sound of astonishment came out of nothing, and then the cyan whip immediately retreated, as if a bad premonition appeared in the heart of the mysterious monk of West Desert.
But at the moment when this person was about to retreat, Meng Hao's body collapsed and dispersed breath suddenly, and it condensed again when he was moving forward rapidly, and after turning into Meng Hao's body again, his left hand grabbed it. Grabbing the whip that was about to leave, he jerked backwards.
"Come out!"
While the roaring sound echoed, after the whip was caught by Meng Hao, it was immediately dragged into the air, and ripples spread rapidly in the distance. Although no one could be seen, it could be seen that someone was using secret techniques to escape.
Meng Hao was holding the whip in his hand, the blue color of the whip withered quickly at this moment, and turned into flying ash in a blink of an eye.
"It can be roughly confirmed that it has nothing to do with Yan Song." Meng Hao watched Ripple go away with a chill in his eyes.
"However, if you dare to attack Meng, you won't be able to escape!" Meng Hao said lightly,
The body blurred directly, and soon turned into more than a dozen figures of Meng Hao. These figures dispersed in an instant, chasing after him from different directions.
At the same time, in the courtyard of Meng Hao's residence, Meng Hao's true self was looking at the lotus in front of him with a calm expression, and he didn't seem to pay much attention to the things that happened to his monster avatar in the outside world.
After half a stick of incense, Meng Hao stood up, with a normal expression, and walked out of the yard. In the middle of the night, he walked on the street, not fast, but often a few steps, a distance of hundreds of feet.
It didn't take long. In a remote corner, Meng Hao stopped, as if he was waiting for something. It took only a few breaths. Suddenly, in front of Meng Hao, an invisible ripple rapidly spread towards him. Here came roaringly, and at the same time, behind the ripples, there were more than a dozen figures exactly like Meng Hao, chasing after them with a gloomy face.
Wumu was frightened. He is a member of the Wuda tribe in the Western Desert. He participated in the battle to help the Motu Palace. He was one of the hundreds of monks who were lucky enough to escape the thorns on the battlefield. The wood attribute totem was sent into the city to carry out an assassination on that night.
There were more than a dozen people who participated together. He didn't know much about the cultivation bases of others, but here he was in the late stage of alchemy. This kind of cultivation base, combined with the secret method of the tribe, and the hidden wood attribute totem, for him, Even if Nascent Soul wanted to discover it, it would take a moment of concentration.
But he never expected that the first person he met when he sneaked into the city was the master Meng who summoned the thorn. He hesitated for a while, but he was confident in his wood attribute totem, and felt that he would not let it go. Thorn noticed it, so he decisively chose to shoot.
In his mind, if he could kill this mysterious Master Meng, he would be a great achievement. After returning to the tribe, he would be taken very seriously. Everyone is sure to leave safely.
But he never thought that the other party was not the true deity, but an illusory clone. After being taken aback for a moment, he was terrified and retreated quickly, secretly cursing the other party why he had to go out in the middle of the night.
But then, what made him even more terrified was that more than a dozen clones of Master Meng appeared at once, chasing and besieging him continuously. It is even more difficult to detect, and I am afraid that he has been captured by the opponent long ago.
At this moment, he managed to escape from those clones, and when he was walking forward, he saw Meng Hao standing there at a glance.
"Damn it, this master Meng is not only good at alchemy, but also good at thunder, and even proficient in the technique of avatar, how could there be such a monstrous person in the world!"
Wumu cursed secretly, looked at Meng Hao who was obviously trying to stop him, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.
"However, even if you know so many strange spells, you still don't have the qualifications to keep me!" With a cold snort in his heart, Ebony's body shook, and the ripples spread out in an instant. Use those clone methods to get rid of the opponent's clone in front of you.
"The Way of Totem really has something to refer to." But just as Wu Lin was approaching, he suddenly heard Meng Hao's figure in front of him and said such a sentence.
The moment these words fell into his heart, before Wumu could react, he saw Meng Hao in front of him, raised his right hand, and gently lowered it towards him.
The ground shook violently, the surrounding nothingness quickly rolled back, an indescribable tearing sensation instantly submerged the ebony, but the bottom of my heart was horrified, the body was about to retreat in an instant, but at this moment, a thick blood light enveloped all directions in an instant, The figure that penetrated his body and made him merge into nothingness was exposed outside as if it had been directly peeled off.
"It's not a clone!!" Wu Mu's mind buzzed, his complexion turned pale, and when he was about to start using the technique, Meng Hao's eyes looked over lightly. This look, as if it contained years, made Wu Lai's mind roar, as if lost. Without the ability to think, everything becomes slow, just like the years on the body, slowed down countless times.
When he was fully awake, he saw Meng Hao's right hand, which seemed to have been torn apart from the years, and grabbed his neck. His eyes went dark, and Ebony fell into a coma.
Meng Hao was carrying ebony, his expression was calm from the beginning to the end, and he walked slowly on the street. The demonic figures behind him dissipated one by one, and a wooden slip flew over and landed in Meng Hao's hand. He glanced at it, Put it away, grab the ebony, and walk into the distance.
This night, it was very uneasy for Shengxue City. In one night, more than 50 people were killed secretly, and even some members of the Hanxue family died.
Until the cultivation base of the four elders dispersed, [Baidu I want to seal the sky quickly, WeChat official account:, support me, please go to the "Chinese website"] there was a roar from time to time, and everything disappeared after dawn.
The chaos outside did not affect the courtyard where Meng Hao lived. In the courtyard, Meng Hao took some ebony blood, even divided its totem, and studied it carefully.
Meng Hao has a kind of attachment to the totem, and he has a faint feeling that this will be the only way he must go to step into the perfect baby.
"The totem of the wood attribute... can avoid thorns, it seems that it is related to the wood attribute." Meng Hao looked at the small bottle of blood in the palm of his hand, and felt the power of the wood attribute contained in it. , his eyes fell on the unconscious ebony, the blue leaf totem on his arm.
"Five elements have wood, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, five elements and five colors, white, green, black, red, and yellow. They can be perfected into five-color Yuanying, among which the wood Yuanying is blue. If I can obtain five totems with different attributes, and each one can be cultivated to the extreme, is it possible? Just like the five elements alchemy, you can have five colors, and you can refine your own five-color Nascent Soul!" Meng Hao was silent for a long time, and the vague thoughts that he combined after studying totems these days gradually emerged in his mind.
He had this idea before, and after researching it again and again at this moment, he finally made it clear.
"This is also in line with my way of alchemy. As a furnace, with a square heart, I can refine the great pill of heaven and earth, and the five-color nascent infant!" Meng Hao's eyes showed a strong light. This road of refining infants was unprecedented before him. people walk by.
Others are cultivating the Nascent Soul, but Meng Hao's choice is to use the method of alchemy to refine the Nascent Soul!
"Only in this way can I be perfect!" Meng Hao looked expectant.
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