I Shall Seal the Heavens

Escaping was not the first option that came to mind!

Even if you escape, you have to make the other party pay the price!

Meng Hao has such a personality. At this moment, he clearly sees the alchemy cultivator fighting in the distance, but his choice is still... to kill!

Almost as soon as those men in black approached, Meng Hao's expression showed a chill, he raised his right hand, and swung forward violently. With this swiping, no spells appeared, only a gust of breeze blew past.

But this wind, it was the wind blown up by the dozens of men in black, they collided in mid-air, forming a convective force. The moment this natural force appeared, the corpses of the two monks whose foreheads had been pierced by Meng Hao's two wooden swords suddenly swelled up strangely.

The speed of this expansion was so fast that in the blink of an eye, there was a roaring sound echoing in the sky.

Boom!

Following the sound, the two corpses collapsed and exploded at the same time, their blood had turned black, with a smell of stench, and as they exploded, blood spattered everywhere.

Even at the moment when the blood was splattered, there was a shrill scream. The seven or eight men in black who were closest to the corpse exploded had the most black blood on their bodies, and the scream came from their mouths.

This fresh blood contains poison!

Meng Hao, as the master furnace alchemist, devoted himself to studying the way of poison. Those two wooden swords had already been contaminated with the poison he had concocted when he was in Ziyunzong.

This poison hemolyzes, absorbs dead air and transforms into more poisonous, and will boil when collided with air currents, causing the corpse to collapse.

The appearance of this scene shocked the minds of the other men in black, but then followed. The earth trembled slightly. The vines rose up like tearing the ground. The purple-black vine whizzed out, split into more than a dozen branches and rushed towards the crowd.

All of this happened in an instant, the screams were still echoing at this moment, the ground was full of killing, Meng Hao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his body took a step forward in this instant.

When the thumb of the right hand swiped on the index finger, blood overflowed. The blood finger that had not been shown for a long time came to the southern region again. The six perfect Taoist platforms in Meng Hao's body were emitting purple lights.

The moment the invincible power of foundation establishment spread out from Meng Hao's body, a wave of crazy crushing descended in all directions. Even if these people in black are building a great foundation, but at this moment. Their altars trembled, their hearts were horrified, and their expressions suddenly changed. The horror here in Meng Hao was beyond their imagination.

They never expected that this stranger who inadvertently broke into their setup, seemed to be a weak scholar, but in fact he was a murderer!

Meng Hao didn't make a move for five years, and if he did it, he would kill. His right index finger landed on the mask of a man in black like lightning, directly pierced it, and touched his forehead. The power of perfect foundation building exploded and turned into a terrifying force that destroyed everything.

Grabbing the black-clothed man's corpse in front of him, Meng Hao's face was cold. He took a step forward and appeared in front of another black-clothed man in an instant. He pushed the corpse forward, and the roaring sound spread.

As Meng Hao's ghostly figure approached, the expression on the face of the man in black in front of him changed drastically. He bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation. When the blood spewed out, it turned into a blood mist. He spread a secret technique to cover his whole body, trying to stop Meng Hao for a moment, because around Meng Hao, there were three men in black coming with magic weapons.

Meng Hao let out a cold snort, and the snort immediately exploded in the minds of the four like thunder, causing the rushing three people to stop, and the mind of the man in black who was stirring up blood mist was buzzing.

At this moment, Meng Hao approached, raised his right leg knee, and slammed into the blood mist fiercely. The joint collapsed and scattered, his knee pierced through, and as his body jumped up, it directly hit the chest of the man in black.

When he turned around, he opened his mouth and spat lightly, the thunder mist roared out and spread in all directions, and screams came out. After a few breaths, when Meng Hao walked out of the thunder vortex, the three people who besieged him had already become corpses, and their wide-open eyes showed shock, as if they didn't understand until they died, why this alchemist... was stronger than their evil spirit.

Of the twenty-seven men in black, there were only eleven left in a short period of time. Each of these eleven men was shocked, and hurriedly backed away at this moment, as if what they were facing was not just Meng Hao, a monk, but an army of thousands of horses.

Meng Hao's hair was windless, and more than a dozen vines were swaying around him, which was extremely weird. He stood there, and the danxiang he exuded contained the smell of blood. His icy face and cold eyes shook the hearts of all the people in black at this moment.

"Who are you!" Someone among the men in black immediately asked in a trembling voice, asking what Meng Hao should have asked.

Meng Hao didn't speak, his clothes fluttered at this moment, it was because of the wind blowing, the wind at this moment was from the north, whistling past, as if to blow away the blood here, almost at the moment when the north wind blew, Meng Hao raised his right hand, and a piece of red powder appeared in the palm of his hand.

The powder fluttered with the wind, and when it spread out, the faces of the men in black changed drastically. They thought of the poisonousness before.

Without the slightest hesitation, the eleven people retreated together, but the moment they retreated, Meng Hao pointed forward with his right hand, and a small ball of fire flew out and landed in nothingness. The color of the fireball instantly turned green, and the moment the color changed, the fireball exploded.

Nothingness burns, and the entire eight directions, directly set off a monstrous sea of ​​flames at this moment. The sea of ​​fire is astonishingly green, and the temperature inside it is even more indescribable. It expands with the wind, and the powder in the wind seems to become the catalyst for the fireball to form a sea of ​​fire.

In the blink of an eye, within a thousand feet in front of Meng Hao, there was a sea of ​​flames, and even the surrounding valleys seemed unable to withstand such a high temperature, appearing to be shattered and melted.

No matter how fast the eleven men in black were, they couldn't get past this green sea of ​​flames that was like a will-o'-the-wisp.

It was also at this moment that the roar echoed in the distance. The blue-faced monk shocked the sky with his sword. Beheaded the head of the Jin Hanzong monk who was his enemy. When he turned around, his face was gloomy, looking at the looming figure of Meng Hao behind the sea of ​​flames.

Across the sea of ​​flames, Meng Hao looked at the green-faced monk, who was also staring at Meng Hao. The sea of ​​fire between the two of them was raging, and there were screams of men in black before they died.

"The master furnace of the Dandong lineage at such an age. There is only one person...you are Fang Mu!" The green-faced monk glanced at Meng Hao's clothes, and spoke lightly, his voice was hoarse and vague, but there was a chill in it.

"There is only Motu in the entire southern region with such a vicious monk." Meng Hao said lightly. In fact, when he saw those men in black for the first time, Meng Hao felt a little familiar, this familiar feeling. It came from the monk from Motu who told Meng Haolei about Ting Ye's use in Qingluo Zongfu's land back then.

The heart of the blue-faced monk. Meng Hao couldn't see it, but across the sea of ​​flames, he saw that the green-faced monk's body seemed to be taking a slow step, but in fact, his speed was so fast that he seemed to be going through the sea of ​​flames for a moment, and the wind that was blown around him seemed to open a path through the sea of ​​flames.

Almost at the moment when the green-faced monk rushed over, the main furnace robe on Meng Hao's body flickered, and the moment he appeared in front of Meng Hao through the sea of ​​flames, Meng Hao's body had already turned into an afterimage.

The flying sword that came from the green-faced cultivator pierced through Meng Hao's afterimage.

"Yu Ziyunzong's Dandong lineage has risen. In the past few years, he has been regarded as an alchemist who has attracted more attention. He is also famous in the Qingluo Sect and the alchemy sect of the alchemy circle. Fang Mu..." The green-faced monk said lightly, as if he was not in a hurry to pursue, but raised his right hand in front of him as he spoke.

"You are the ninth alchemist on the list. Since you have been met by Yang, you cannot escape." The green-faced monk's eyes flashed, and just after he finished speaking, it was the moment when his finger prints stopped.

"It turned out to be in this direction." The green-faced monk swayed suddenly, and the whole person roared away like thunder. The speed was too much faster than the foundation building, and it was not at the same level. What was even more amazing was the alchemy that belonged exclusively to the alchemy monks. Every alchemy monk had different colors of pills that were condensed due to different skills, which made the alchemy change in strength.

But the weakest alchemy is enough to crush the Dzogchen in the late stage of foundation establishment. Even if there are multiple late stages of foundation establishment, there is no power to fight back against the alchemy monks.

The alchemy makes the alchemy of the alchemy cultivator at the peak of the level of the art, and after the Nascent Soul, the art developed is already a half-step supernatural power.

At this moment, the green-faced cultivator's body has light yellow alchemy, which means that he is forming an orange pill, and it is only in the early stage of alchemy. At this moment, the alchemy is spreading, and it is faintly hidden in this pale yellow alchemy, revealing a vague shadow of a bird.

Pill energy is ever-changing and moves with the monk's thoughts, such as this bird, which appeared in the mind of the blue-faced monk at this moment, and after it transformed, its speed increased instantly!

It is precisely because of this characteristic that the alchemy of the alchemy cultivator can be developed to the greatest extent!

It took more than ten breaths. Meng Hao, who was galloping away in mid-air, darkened. He had already noticed that a powerful aura was roaring from behind him.

This is not Meng Hao's first time facing the alchemy cultivator, and he has no awe in his heart. In the Zhao country back then, he had killed several alchemists.

Almost at the moment when he noticed the arrival of the alchemy cultivator, Meng Hao's main furnace robe flickered again, and his body disappeared without a trace in an instant. When he appeared, he was already eighty miles away.

As soon as he appeared, Meng Hao went straight ahead without any hesitation. In the palm of his hand, he took out the wishful sound that had not been used for five years. It was now shining brightly, and the time to open it was slowly decreasing.

"Now my seventh Taoist platform is about to open, but it's a pity that it's just like this, and I'm not an opponent of the alchemy cultivator, but now I have enough spirit stones, enough herbs, and enough pills...

This time, we must go all out and attack the foundation establishment Dzogchen! "There is determination in Meng Hao's eyes, five years of alchemy cultivation is about to accumulate a lot at this moment!——

Sending you a special benefit~~~Recently, Ergen Sangu Thatched Cottage finally invited a painter like water to flow eastward to draw some illustrations of characters for Yu Fengtian. I asked for some ink and wash.

But I don't know which character my brothers and sisters like, so I launched a vote in **, and replied to the word "vote" in the public prestige, and I can see it.

I will let this artist paint according to everyone's choice.

Finally, for the sake of Ergen's consideration for everyone, for the sake of Ergen's hard work in writing books for five years, and for the sake of everything, let's give a monthly ticket! ! (to be continued...) ()