Chapter 539: Slaughtering the Outposts! (1/2)

Chapter 539: Slaughtering the Outposts!

Meng Hao’s voice was like a cold wind that blasted out in all directions He pointed with the index finger of his right hand, causing a massive collection of Violet Qi to amass up ahead and form into the shape of a blade It shot forward directly toward the peak late Nascent Soul Cultivator who had just spoken

The Cultivator’s face fell as he heard Meng Hao’s cold, echoing words His scalp went nu an incantation gesture Vast quantities of ht back

When all of his defensesHao’s Violet Qi Guillotine, it was clear that they were so weak they couldn’t stand up to a single attack One after another, they shattered into pieces Booh the body of the Cultivator

Blood exploded out into the air The Heavenly Pursuit Tribe Cultivator trembled and looked down to see that his body had been completely cut in two Even his Nascent Soul was destroyed

The corpse splashed down into the Violet Sea and theroar The Heavenly Pursuit Tribe city guards in the outpost began to bleed froardless of the level of their Cultivation base, they dropped dead

Regarding the other Cultivators in the city, Meng Hao didn’t kill them

He strode down from off of the mastiff until he stood in front of the fifty Golden Crow Tribeup within the outpost

More than twenty of them were already dead The rest slowly opened their listless, sallow eyes When they saw Meng Hao in front of theroup were two old ones whose bodies began to tremble Their eyes filled with unprecedented emotion

“Exalted… exalted Sacred Ancient!!”

“Senior, it’s you…”

These two old ones had accon of war of the Crow Divinity Tribe They al They had never iht be possible see their Sacred Ancient once again during their lives

Meng Hao looked back at them, and his expression softened “It’s ht hand, sweeping up all the Golden Crow Tribe round The wind carried life force which nourished the by the wave instantly rushed over

Excited shouts instantly could be heard from the members of the Golden Crow Tribe Many of these people had never seen Meng Hao before, only his statue However, as soon as they heard his words, indescribable emotions filled the hearts of everyone present “Exalted Sacred Ancient… we offer our sincerest greetings!”

As for the old people, it suddenly caused theles of the past years

Meng Hao looked at thehts However, when he saw the corpses of the Tribe Members who had not survived, his heart filled with stabs of pain His rage toward the Heavenly Pursuit Tribe grew only more intense

“I’ve returned to take you with me… to collect a blood debt!” He turned and flew back up into the air The Violet Sea roared as it swept up the Tribe ether, they moved onward

Shortly thereafter…

The Blood Mastiff roared toward the first outpost Massive paws rose up to attack the spell formation A boom could be heard as it shattered into pieces The Heavenly Court Alliance Cultivators ereit instantly exploded, destroyed in body and spirit

As soon as Meng Hao arrived, the slaughter began It didn’t matter the Cultivation base involved Core Formation Nascent Soul Any member of the Heavenly Court Alliance in the ten outposts who had dared to string up the Golden Crow TribeHao and exterminated

The Tribe in control of the first outpost was the Wild Flame Tribe of the Heavenly Court Alliance They watched the slaughter in shock Two nized who Meng Hao was, and knew of his hatred and desire for revenge against the Heavenly Pursuit Tribe It ithout hesitation that they instantly turned and fled

However, before they could get very far, two enormous arms suddenly stretched up frorabbed and then violently crushed Bloodcurdling screa out, but were quickly cut off

The wooden planks of the outpost ran with blood, which then flowed down into the Violet Sea

After rescuing the Golden Crow TribeHao led them all to the third outpost Then the fourth, and the fifth…

Everywhere he went, the slaughter rose up to the sky However… no a Hao’s fury Instead, he began to grow even more berserk

The reason was because each outpost he went to, he found more and more corpses of the Golden Crow Tribe, and fewer survivors In fact, at the eighth outpost, of the group of fifty, all had passed away The corpses had even begun to rot