Volume 5 Nirvana Rebirth Blood 8 Fang Chapter 717 Meeting an Old Friend by the Lake

The 19th ancestor of the Li family changed his expression greatly, and he retreated without hesitation while gritting his teeth. The four soul-slaying old men beside him looked at Meng Hao in horror, and quickly retreated, leading the clansmen to leave the Dao Lake at the fastest speed.

"This place within ten thousand feet is a restricted area for you. If you dare to step in, I will kill you." When Meng Hao spoke slowly, the Li family members retreated ten thousand feet away with frustration.

"What kind of cultivation is this Meng Hao!!"

"He can fight against the entire Qingluo Sect alone. Although he was defeated by the Six Dao Patriarchs, this Meng Hao has been rumored to be the strongest person in the Dao!"

"It is no exaggeration to say that he is the strongest person in the Dao who killed the three-sword strongman!"

Amid the buzzing sound around, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect immediately occupied the Dao Lake. At this moment, not counting the one given by the Ziyun Sect, the Blood Demon Sect controlled two Dao Lakes.

The Sixth Ancestor of the Blood Demon was murderous, waiting for Meng Hao's next target.

Meng Hao stood there, not looking at the Ziyun Sect, but scanning the Song Family, and then stopped looking, and landed on the Jinhan Sect.

The middle-aged man from the Jinhan Sect had a gloomy face. He just wanted to help the Li family, but Meng Hao gave him a terrifying feeling. He just hesitated for a moment, and the Li family was already broken.

At this moment, being stared at by Meng Hao, everyone in the Jinhan Sect was shocked. The fat man hesitated for a moment, and when he looked at Meng Hao, Meng Hao silently withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the Jinhan Sect, but fell on the Yijian Sect.

His gaze moved away, making everyone in the Jinhan Sect feel relieved. The middle-aged man was startled, and when he was thinking about something, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

When Meng Hao looked at the Yijian Sect, he saw Chen Fan. Chen Fan was at the back of the team. His cultivation had reached the great perfection of the Jindan. His face was sallow, as if he was sick. When Meng Hao looked at him, he also looked up at Meng Hao.

After a long time, Meng Hao's eyes moved away and fell on Jian Lao, but in an instant, Meng Hao's mind was filled with a sense of crisis. This crisis came from a person behind Jian Lao.

In the One Sword Sect, Jian Lao's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he looked at Meng Hao. The two of them looked at each other in mid-air, as if stirring up an invisible roar.

Jian Lao groaned, his body swayed slightly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his face changed, and then. He suddenly found that he could not bear the pressure of the gaze here. It turned out that... it was not looking at him.

But behind him, there was a plain-looking, very thin boy. Meng Hao saw not Jian Lao, but this boy.

When he looked at this boy,

this boy also raised his head and looked at Meng Hao calmly.

The two looked at each other, but Jian Lao was accidentally injured.

When he found that Meng Hao was looking at the boy behind him, Jian Lao's heart sank.

At the same time, Meng Hao took a step. Under the gaze of the people around him, he walked towards the One Sword Sect, and the atmosphere around him was immediately suppressed to the extreme.

Every step Meng Hao took was like a roar to everyone.

Until Meng Hao walked to the third Dao Lake occupied by the One Sword Sect, all the One Sword Sect disciples beside the Dao Lake were as if they were facing a great enemy, and the expressions of the few Soul Slayers changed and their breathing became rapid.

"I want this Dao Lake too." Meng Hao said lightly, looking at the young man behind the Sword Master.

"Impossible!" The Sword Master suddenly spoke, and when he stood up suddenly, all the disciples of the One Sword Sect drew their swords, and the eight Soul Slayers burst out with their cultivation. For a moment, the sword energy in the entire One Sword Sect was surging, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"Give it to you!" But at this moment, the young man behind the Sword Master suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse and old, and it didn't sound like a young man's voice at all.

As soon as the young man spoke, the Sword Master's expression changed immediately, turned around and bowed respectfully, and the Soul Slayers were also stunned. When they looked at the young man, they seemed to have thought of something. Their expressions changed, and they seemed to take a breath. They looked unprecedentedly respectful, even fanatical and excited.

"Since you like this Dao Lake, I'll give it to you." The young man looked at Meng Hao and said with a smile, but although he was smiling, the coldness in his eyes was not concealed at all.

Seeing this young man, Meng Hao felt as if he saw a sword!

An amazing sword!

As he spoke, all the disciples of the Yijian Sect beside the third Dao Lake all stepped back and gave up this Dao Lake.

The cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect stepped forward one after another at Meng Hao's nod and occupied this Dao Lake.

Until this moment, in the central area of ​​the ancient Dao Lake, of the ten thousand-foot Dao Lakes, the Blood Demon Sect occupied three, the Yijian Sect occupied two, the Jinhan Sect occupied two, the Ziyun Sect occupied two, the Song Family occupied one, the Qingluo Sect's cultivators here were destroyed, and the Li Family was driven out of ten thousand feet.

As for the hundred-foot Dao Lakes, there are ten hundred-foot lakes around this place, including every thousand-foot lake, so there are more than seven hundred in total.

There are more than 400 hundred-foot Dao Lakes with flags of the Blood Demon Young Sect. There are only dozens of cultivators from the Blood Demon Sect who have entered here, and even one person cannot occupy one. Therefore, many hundred-foot Dao Lakes have only one flag and no one is guarding them.

Meng Hao sat cross-legged beside the thousand-foot Dao Lake of the Qingluo Sect before, closed his eyes, and operated his cultivation in his body, waiting for the next Dao Lake to erupt. The surrounding sects and families, and people who knew him, sighed in their hearts after seeing this scene.

At this moment, Meng Hao's coldness made people feel a little strange.

Among the people of the Song family, Song Laoguai looked at Meng Hao from time to time. His heart was full of emotion. He always thought of the scene when Zhao State saw Meng Hao for the first time.

Then there was Wu Dingqiu of the Ziyun Sect. His mood was exactly the same as Song Laoguai. He could even think of the remembered gun that still existed in the Ziyun Sect...

Time passed, and the area of ​​the Thousand-foot Dao Lake was quiet. The only Ten-thousand-foot Dao Lake surrounded by the Thousand-foot Dao Lake was even calmer, as if it was really a mirror.

Chu Yuyan was silent for a long time, and finally stood up and walked out of the crowd of Ziyun Sect. True Man Kudao glanced at Chu Yuyan, and did not stop her, allowing Chu Yuyan to walk towards the Blood Demon Sect.

Her walk out immediately attracted a lot of attention in this quiet area.

She walked silently until she reached the periphery of where Meng Hao was sitting cross-legged, and was stopped by the Blood Demon Sect disciples.

"I want to see Meng Hao." Chu Yuyan looked at Meng Hao who was meditating with his eyes closed not far away, and spoke softly.

The Blood Demon Sect disciple hesitated for a moment, and he knew the relationship between his young sect and the Purple Fortune Sect.

"Let her in." Meng Hao opened his eyes and looked at Chu Yuyan.

The Blood Demon Sect disciples immediately made way, and Chu Yuyan walked silently towards Meng Hao and sat beside him, with a complex look in her eyes.

She did not speak, and Meng Hao also chose to remain silent.

"Have you been to that valley in the past few hundred years?" After a long time, Chu Yuyan suddenly spoke.

Meng Hao knew which valley she was talking about. That was the place where the two of them met the Blood Fairy.

"No." Meng Hao said calmly.

"I've been there!" Chu Yuyan stared at Meng Hao.

Meng Hao was silent.

Chu Yuyan was bitter and stared at the water of the Dao Lake in a daze. After several hours, she stood up and walked towards the direction of the Ziyun Sect. After taking seven steps, she paused.

"If it weren't for Xu Qing..."

"No ifs." Meng Hao said softly.

"Why"

"Missed, it's missed."

Chu Yuyan's body trembled, tears flowed, and she walked out of the Dao Lake where Meng Hao was and walked towards the Ziyun Sect.

Han Xueshan came, with her innocence and her undisguised attachment to Meng Hao.

The little fat man also came and sat beside Meng Hao for a long time. He brought a pheasant. Meng Hao looked at the pheasant and when he raised his right hand, fire started. The two of them ate the pheasant beside the lake in front of everyone.

The little fat man smiled, holding the sword to grind his teeth. Before leaving, he hugged Meng Hao tightly and walked away.

An Zaihai and Lin Hailong both came and talked about the past in a sigh, but they avoided talking about Master Dan Gui because they knew that for Meng Hao, the most important person in Ziyun Sect was... his master.

Ye Feimu did not come. The last person to come from Ziyun Sect was an old man with low cultivation, but when he came, Meng Hao smiled.

"Bai Yunlai."

"Fang... Meng Hao." The old man subconsciously called out Fang Mu's name.

People from the Song family, the Jinhan Sect, and the Yijian Sect all came. Even though they were on edge before, now they all came. These people were Daozi Tianjiao of the same era as Meng Hao when he was in the Southern Region, but now, the one with the highest cultivation level is only the Nascent Soul.

As they looked at Meng Hao, they couldn't help but recall the scenes of the past. Meng Hao didn't see Li Tiandao of the Li family, and he didn't come to the Dao Lake this time.

As for Wang Lihai, and Wang Tengfei in his memory, Meng Hao didn't know whether the Tu clan of the tenth ancestor of the Wang family was still alive.

There was another person that Meng Hao never saw after returning to the Southern Region. She was Han Bei, Han Bei of the Qingluo Sect.

The last one to come was Chen Fan. His face was already vicissitudes, his cultivation level was not even the Nascent Soul, and his body was thin. He was very different from the figure in Meng Hao's memory.

It seemed that he had a lot more worries in the past few hundred years, and these worries weighed on him, making him breathless.

He did not say much to Meng Hao, but just took out the wine pot and drank. He did not know when he had to have wine every day and get drunk every day.

He was no longer the Seven Swordsman who was as blazing as the sun. He was surpassed by his fellow sect members one after another and was already frustrated in the One Sword Sect.

But he was still smiling, smiling at Meng Hao. That smile still contained the gentleness and care of the past.

"Brother Chen..." Meng Hao looked at the man in front of him. Every time he saw these old friends, he would think of the Backer Sect.

"Practice well. If one day I become an immortal, I can also show off to others that I have a younger brother who is an immortal." Chen Fan smiled and patted Meng Hao on the shoulder. He took a big gulp from the wine pot and walked towards the One Sword Sect.

Meng Hao clearly saw that many of the One Sword Sect's disciples looked at Chen Fan with contempt.

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