I Shall Seal the Heavens

This scene made Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe tremble in their hearts, and they quickly followed, especially when they looked at the soldiers beside Meng Hao. Fang Daohong was feeling better, but Fang Linhe was still shocked.

The seventh ancestor in the sky looked at Meng Hao seriously, his expression becoming more serious. In his opinion, Meng Hao's performance here was something he had never seen before. If such a person did not die young, he would definitely be shocked in the future. The ninth mountain and sea.

"He will be the pillar of our Fang family in the future!"

At this moment, Fan Dong'er was still in the midst of the Immortal Tribulation, blasting her True Immortal Sect, and in the Fang family's ancestral home, Fang Xiushan, with a pale face, was staring blankly at the scene in the Mingjian Pavilion in the crystal in front of him. .

There was a click and the jade slips of two elders from the ancient realm were all broken into pieces, leaving less than half a stick of incense...

But the jade slip that he always expected to break into pieces has never changed at all and still exists.

"It's impossible...the two who died before can be regarded as dangerous accidents in the ancestral land, but...but a month later, Fang Hao is still alive, and two more ancient elders died!"

"What on earth happened in the ancestral land? How could it be like this? How could it be like this!!" Fang Xiushan's eyes were red, his hair was disheveled, and his body was trembling. The place he was in was no longer his attic, but in a secret room. indoor.

This place is close to the retreat place of his son Fang Wei. He dare not go out at the moment. Once he goes out, he has no way to explain this ☆长☆风☆文☆, x. thing, so he can only hide here.

"As long as Wei'er succeeds in becoming a True Immortal, and the Great Elder will follow the rules and put the family first, he will definitely not make things difficult for me, and my father will deal with it. This matter will be over..."

"Fang Hao. You must die. Either die in the ancestral land or die in the hands of my Wei'er!" Fang Xiushan's expression was distorted and he gritted his teeth. It seemed that this was the only way to vent the shock and doubt in his heart. He still couldn't figure it out. He invited nine ancient realm elders to kill one Fang Hao. But a month has passed, Fang Hao is still alive, but four elders have died.

What happened here was his biggest doubt.

At the same time, inside the Fang family's ancestral residence, the great elder was furious. Outside the Mingjian Pavilion, his expression was extremely ugly. Where did these elders die? Of course he knew it.

At this moment, his eyes flashed coldly, summoning Fang Xiushan to come. The answer he got was that Fang Xiushan was in seclusion next to Fang Wei's secret room, which made the elder hesitate.

Right now, for him, Fang Wei's becoming an immortal is the most important thing in the family, and everything must be done to make way for this.

"Fang Wei, Fang Hao... It depends on you two... who is the real genius." The elder was silent for a moment, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

In the ancestral land, Meng Hao walked forward, and all the cracks he passed were closed until he reached the end of the ancient burial ground. After stepping out of this area of ​​100,000 cracks, the fog around him was already very thick. .

This mist does not only exist here, but spreads throughout the entire ancestral land. This kind of thing has never happened before, and even the seventh ancestor would be shocked.

Meng Hao stood outside the Ancient Burial Ground and looked ahead. Although the fog around him was thick, it was insignificant compared with the fog in front of him. In front of him, the fog covered the sky and he couldn't see the end or the sky. No earth can be seen.

All areas are boundless fog.

Next to it, there is a huge stone tablet with three powerful characters written on it...

It's foggy!

Under these three large characters, there are more than ten rows of small characters, writing one name after another.

After those names, there is a number.

The one ranked first is called Fang Shoudao. After this name, the number is thirty-nine.

As for the second one, it is Dialect Market, and the number behind it is thirteen.

There are nineteen names in total, and the last few are all numbered one.

These names exuded a sense of ancient vicissitudes, as if they had been carved here for many years. When Meng Hao saw the name in ninth place, he was stunned for a moment.

That is, Fang Danyun!

Alchemy lineage, today’s Elder Alchemy!

"It's foggy, there is no road..." Fang Daohong introduced in a low voice behind Meng Hao.

"This is also the last level of the ancestral land... The underworld palace of the ancestors is in this foggy sky, but no one knows where it is specifically."

"This place... has been the end of the clan since its creation. It is said that no one can enter the Hades Palace in the Mist Sky because there is no road here.

Even in the foggy sky, only nineteen family seniors have taken so many steps throughout the ages. "Fang Daohong looked at the fog in front of him and spoke softly.

"No one can step into the palace of the underworld in the fog?" Meng Hao's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the names and numbers on the stone tablet. His consciousness suddenly dispersed, and he went straight towards the fog. As soon as he touched the fog in front of him, , and was immediately bounced back. It seemed like mist, but in fact it was like an iron wall, and no one was allowed to step into it.

"Young Master, it's better not to try. This place... is inaccessible to people with near-immortal cultivation, even if they are guarding the Taoist statues."

"In the foggy sky, if you want to step in, you need to meet two conditions. One is that your cultivation level is above the ancient realm and you can use the soul lamp as a guide before you can step in. The other is that you need a body of flesh and blood." Fang Daohong said quickly. .

Meng Hao pondered for a moment. When his spiritual thoughts came out, the soldiers beside him immediately took steps and approached the fog in front of him. But as soon as they touched it, they were immediately pushed away by a strong force. No matter how the soldiers moved forward, they could not move forward. After taking half a step, even with force, the fog in the foggy sky suddenly rolled, and an astonishing terrifying pressure faintly emitted.

Meng Hao was shocked and immediately ordered the soldiers to retreat.

"Sir, you... your cultivation level is not yet at the ancient level. You can't get in without the soul lamp." Fang Daohong glanced at Meng Hao and walked towards the mist.

When he got close to the fog, he took a deep breath, and immediately nine soul lamps appeared outside his body. When surrounding them, these nine soul lamps slowly overlapped and turned into one, which touched the fog.

At the moment of contact, the mist immediately recessed inward by half an inch.

"Young Master, look, this is my limit, it's only half an inch. The stronger the soul lamp is, the bigger the fog can be. The longer the road is," Fang Daohong sighed. Walked back to Meng Hao.

Meng Hao frowned. He had already come this far. He would not be willing to retreat like this. However, the underworld palace of his ancestor was inside, and the most powerful Taoist technique, the Star Art, was also inside.

It was as if I had seen a treasure mountain, but I couldn't take it away. This was very uncomfortable for him.

Meng Hao did not believe in evil, so he stepped out. When he was in front of the mist, he raised his right hand and pressed it toward the mist in front. After pressing it, a strong force rebounded. If there was an invisible barrier blocking it, Meng Hao's hand would not be able to press it at all. Go in.

Meng Hao tried a few more times. Finally, he had to sigh and was about to take back his right hand. Suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly. At this moment, he felt that the immortal vein in his body became more active than ever before. As it became active, it seemed that there was something in the foggy sky, which was strongly attracting him. This immortal vein.

Meng Hao had experienced this feeling before. It was a similar feeling when the immortal veins in his body swallowed up the stone tablet during the trial of the three great gates.

Meng Hao's breathing immediately became rapid, his eyes sparkled, and he had a strong premonition that if he could step into the foggy sky, maybe... his true immortal could break through in this ancestor!

Meng Hao immediately changed direction and kept trying until an hour later, he had to admit that he... couldn't get in here.

"Young Master, don't try it. There is less than a month before the Ancestral Land is opened. There are other opportunities for creation in the Ancestral Land. There are Guardian Statues and you can get them. But here...Young Master has not condensed the soul lamp, so forget it. "Fang Daohong persuaded with a wry smile.

Meng Hao was silent.

In the sky at this moment, the Seventh Ancestor was also paying attention. He watched Meng Hao try again and again, sighing lightly, with disappointment in his eyes.

"My expectations are too high. In the fog, you need the soul lamp of the ancient realm. It cannot be helped by the guardian statue. The stronger the soul lamp is, the farther the road in the fog will be. But even if you are an earth ancestor, Brother, I only took thirty-nine steps." The seventh ancestor shook his head and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, Meng Hao raised his head fiercely. He looked at the foggy sky, his eyes gradually revealed a strange light.

"I need a soul lamp... use the soul lamp as a guide... a lamp... I have one too!" Meng Hao breathed quickly and looked at the soul lamp surrounding Fang Daohong's body. He gradually had an incredible idea in his mind.

This thought was too weird when he thought about it. Even before that, he had not connected it with the soul lamp of the ancient monk.

Because to him, this seemed impossible.

But at this moment, Meng Hao couldn't help but want to give it a try. When his eyes sparkled, he slapped his storage bag, and immediately a... bronze lamp flew out of his storage bag!

This bronze lamp was what he took away from the ruined ancient temple of the Immortal Ancient Dojo on the Nantian Star. It also allowed him to obtain a treasure of creation with an immortal vein. There was fire on it, which was the origin of the divine fire.

Holding the bronze lamp, Meng Hao took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the fog. Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe on the side saw the bronze lamp in Meng Hao's hand and were stunned for a moment. If their lives were not in Meng Hao's hands, they would definitely He laughed and thought Meng Hao was crazy.

But in the next moment, their expressions were stunned, and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

As Meng Hao approached the fog, the fog actually roared. The color of the sky and the earth changed, shaking the heaven and earth. The earth was shaking, the fog was collapsing. At this moment, the entire sky in the fog was rolling like never before. In this rolling, the entire ancestor The fog in the ground is also like crazy, spreading from all directions in a wide range, and constantly rolling, turning the entire ancestral land into a foggy sky!

These mist seem to be trembling and in awe!

It seemed that the bronze lamp in Meng Hao's hand made the entire ancestral land stand in awe and made all the fog kneel down in worship!

In front of Meng Hao, the mist rumbled, and the bronze lamp's approach felt like it was being torn apart by force. It was extremely overbearing. No matter who this place once belonged to, no matter whose habitat it was, at this moment, it must be here. In front of a bronze lamp, everyone surrenders!

During the roar, the mist seemed to be torn apart, spreading to both sides... boom!

A straight avenue was revealed! !

At the end of the avenue, a... dark hall suddenly appeared! !

This scene made Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe's minds roar, their hearts were filled with horror, and their bodies were trembling. They couldn't describe the shock this scene had for them. Even if they knew that the Guardian Statue was controlled by Meng Hao, it was far less than what they were feeling right now. Earth-shaking!

"Impossible!!" The seventh ancestor was about to leave, his whole body was shaking, his mind was buzzing, and he almost fell from the sky. The cultivation level in his body was unstable, and he lost his voice.

The character pictures of Meng Hao's father, Fang Xiufeng, have been made and can be seen by both "Ergen" and "Ergen Official".

I just got it today. After looking at it, I felt that this was a majestic and domineering person. Behind him was the Southern Star. I just felt that... his expression was a little colder~~

As for how to add my public authority to see pictures of people, you know, I won’t repeat myself. (To be continued...)

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