I Shall Seal the Heavens

Meng Hao looked proud as he followed the soldiers to the top of the mountain. On the top of the mountain, he saw a huge stone wall with a discussion half moon carved on it.

The moment he saw the half-moon, Meng Hao's eyes narrowed, and the shadow of the half-moon naturally appeared in his mind.

This stone wall cannot be taken away or branded. It seems that it can only be seen, and it will be engraved in the heart with just one glance. But Meng Hao noticed that it seemed that he could only remember the appearance of Jiutian.

After nine days, this half-month scene will disappear and cannot be recalled.

"Is this the Ming Yue... need to see all nine mountains in nine days?" Meng Hao smiled. This was difficult for others, but for him, it was very simple.

"It is indeed my blessed land." Meng Hao sighed, patted the terracotta warriors, and immediately the terracotta warriors ran straight down the mountain to the second mountain.

Jiuming Mountain has never looked like this since the first ancestor created it in his later years. As Meng Hao moved forward, everything that could be looted was put into the storage bag.

All obstacles and all ferocious beasts were destroyed in front of him...

Even the guardians of the mountain were so frightened after seeing the warriors that they dared not show up and allowed Meng Hao to pass through the second mountain and the third mountain...

Meng Hao didn't remember how many inheritances and spells he had acquired, and he didn't have time to sort them out. However, he immediately collected everything that could be put into the storage bag.

"O blessed land!"

"Maybe you can get a lot of good things in the family after you go out." Meng Hao became more and more excited. Here, for the first time, he felt a feeling of getting rich.

This feeling excited him as he galloped. Passed the fourth mountain and the fifth mountain.

All the half-moon murals on the stone wall at the top of the mountain were imprinted in Meng Hao's mind. They became increasingly clear, and there seemed to be a faint, powerful pressure following the imprints in his mind. Scattered out of the body.

Time passed day by day, and three days passed. Meng Hao arrived at the Eighth Mountain.

At this moment, near the top of the mountain, there was an old man in black, who was frightened. He was holding a jade slip in his hand. In the past three days, he had been observing the jade slip from time to time, and he could clearly see the light spots representing Meng Hao inside. , appeared near Jiu Ming Mountain where he was.

When he realized that Meng Hao had chosen the First Mountain,

He breathed a sigh of relief. There was still a sneer in my heart, thinking that the other person might not dare to go up the mountain where I was and wanted to avoid it. I was also wondering whether I should go back and look for the other person.

But soon, this idea was completely shattered. Because he was shocked to see that the other party actually used only a few hours to... directly pass through the first mountain.

Then, in three days, he watched the other party go through all the steps from the first mountain to the eighth mountain where he was. This scene made his scalp explode and made his head buzz. He was so frightened that he wished he could break through the mountain immediately and escape.

He didn't know how the other party got there. It didn't matter, because no matter what method he used, if he came into contact with the other party, he would definitely die.

"What to do, what to do..." When the old man in black saw the inside of the jade slip. Meng Hao's light spot appeared on his eighth mountain, and approached him at a terrifying speed. After that, the old man breathed rapidly and became panicked.

In just a few hours, he saw... Meng Hao, who was roaring and charging all the way from the bottom of the mountain, and... the terracotta warriors beneath Meng Hao. There was also the horrifying aura coming from the warriors that made him lose his voice.

"The aura of the Supreme One!!"

"This... this..." The old man said at this moment. Suddenly he understood everything, especially the statue that looked familiar to him. When he suddenly remembered the origin of the statue, his legs went weak, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped his whole body.

He was breathing rapidly, and his mind was spinning with thoughts. After a breath, when Meng Hao and the soldiers arrived, the old man took a deep breath, his expression turned extremely serious, and he bowed deeply to Meng Hao with his fists clasped.

"I, Fang Daohong, would like to meet Mr. Hao!"

"Young master must be very surprised to see me here. It's the despicable and shameless Fang Xiushan. He made a big promise to me and asked me to come here to kill you. But Fang Xiushan didn't know it at all. I'm upright and have always admired Fang Xiufeng. Sir, how can you help that villain Fang Xiushan!"

"So, I promised Fang Xiushan, but the real purpose is to protect the young master, Mr. Hao... Well, when you were a child, I hugged you..." The old man said quickly.

At the moment when the old man's words came out, the warriors had already taken a step forward and appeared in front of the old man. The one-foot-tall body was not huge, but it still had a certain sense of oppression, especially the accurate aura coming from the warriors. The old man was made to tremble, swallowed, forced a smile, and made himself as harmless as possible.

Meng Hao sat on the soldier's body and looked down at the old man.

"Did you hug me when I was a child?" Meng Hao asked calmly.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Hao, I really hugged you. You were very cute and beautiful when you were a child..." The old man nodded quickly. He really rarely said flattering words, so he had the courage to speak now.

Meng Hao looked at the old man thoughtfully and nodded.

"Okay, in that case, you can lower your cultivation level to the Immortal Realm first, and I will leave the restrictions. From now on, you will listen to my arrangements." As soon as Meng Hao said these words, the old man was shocked, but before he could refuse, the aura on the soldiers' bodies , like a mountain, pressing on his body, the feeling of life and death crisis made the old man look pale and shed cold sweat.

He cursed Fang Xiushan crazily in his heart. His hatred for Fang Xiushan had reached an indescribable level, and he even felt bitter and deeply regretful.

Especially when he saw the cold light in Meng Hao's eyes, his heart trembled. He was silent for a moment, sighed, raised his right hand without hesitation, and dropped it directly towards his chest.

When the blood spurted out, the meridians in his body were constantly broken, and he fell from the extinguishing of a lamp to reach the peak of the fairyland.

Meng Hao was unmoved. Now that there were soldiers and warriors here, this person would be like this. If Meng Hao was not protected by soldiers and warriors here, then this old man must have a cold face and would not hesitate to kill him.

Meng Hao would not show the slightest mercy to his enemies, so he was merciful by not directly taking the old man's life.

Seeing the old man's decline in cultivation, Meng Hao raised his right hand and unfolded the Sixth Demon Seal. Immediately, black and white auras appeared around his right hand. Surrounded by these two auras, Meng Hao's face was also reflected. Black and white are uncertain, and it gives people an even weirder feeling.

The old man's scalp felt numb when he saw it, and the black and white aura made him feel frightened again.

"Master Hao...this...what kind of restriction is this?" The old man hesitated and asked carefully.

"It's a forbidden discipline that I accidentally learned in the first few days. I'm still getting familiar with it, but don't worry, I'm certain this time. The lower your cultivation level, the greater the chance of success." Meng Hao looked at it. He glanced at the old man. As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's expression changed.

"You just learned it in the first few days? Are you still familiar with it? Are you sure this time?" The old man sweated more on his forehead. He felt strongly that the strangeness of the black and white energy seemed to suck his soul in, and even he had I have a premonition that if the other party fails to restrain, then I will most likely die miserably.

Seeing that Meng Hao was about to point his finger at him, the old man immediately raised his hand and shouted.

"Wait..." he said, taking a few steps back. At the same time, the soldier's right hand suddenly raised, and the sword in his hand showed murderous intent, causing the old man's footsteps to stop immediately.

He looked pale, gritted his teeth, and struck his chest with his right hand continuously, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, seriously injuring himself. After his cultivation fell to the fairyland, comparable to the realm of Dao, he put down his hand, looked pale, and looked at him with a wry smile. Meng Hao.

This fierce force made Meng Hao take another look at the old man, and immediately pointed with his right hand. Suddenly, the black and white energy flew out instantly and penetrated directly into the old man's body. The moment it penetrated, the old man's body trembled violently and let out a shrill scream. screamed, and at the same time, gray runes continued to appear on his body. These runes seemed to grow from the body and swim under the skin.

Meng Hao stared at the old man. This time he had used a different method to perform the Sixth Forbidden. If it still failed, he would try another method.

As time passed, the old man's screams became weaker and weaker. After a stick of incense, the old man's body suddenly stiffened. The runes all over his body disappeared, except for a new rune appearing between his eyebrows. Bang. With a sound, the rune flew out of the old man's eyebrows and merged into Meng Hao's body in an instant.

At this moment, Meng Hao felt a surge of warmth in his body, and then, a little man appeared in his mind. This little man looked like the old man Fang Daohong.

"It's done?" Meng Hao was also stunned. He had tried many times, but this was the first time he succeeded.

Fang Daohong was also stunned for a moment, and quickly got up. The pain that had made him unbearable now all disappeared. He blinked and moved his body, but he didn't feel anything different from before.

"Sir, you...did you succeed?" He asked with some uncertainty.

Meng Hao frowned and looked at the villain in his mind. He thought about it and imagined that he had slapped him. As soon as this thought came to his mind, Fang Daohong screamed, as if he was swept across by an invisible slap and sprayed directly. He was bleeding, and when he got up, he looked horrified and looked around fiercely.

Meng Hao's eyes lit up, imagining that the other party was struck by lightning.

There was no sound, but Fang Daohong screamed again. He felt like he was struck by an invisible thunderbolt.

Meng Hao's eyes brightened even more, and he imagined being burned by fire, flooded, trampled on, and pressed down by a huge mountain...

Fang Daohong screamed, his hair was burnt, his body was wet, and his whole body was bruised. In the end, he was lying on the ground as if being pressed by a mountain. All these things made him look at Meng Hao with fear. He knew many similar things. There has never been a restriction, so terrifying and incredible.

He felt like... he was going to be played to death by the other party.

"Is this the sixth taboo... the taboo on life and death, complete control!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, with a smile on his face.

This smile made Fang Daohong shiver, and he felt extremely aggrieved. Thinking of his grievance, he hated Fang Xiushan with all his heart!

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