I Shall Seal the Heavens

There was an earth-shattering sound, which even made the emptiness in all directions instantly icy, and instantly came straight to Meng Hao from a distance at an indescribable speed.

This is the twentieth breath since Meng Hao teleported with the main furnace robe for the second time before.

Before he could fly too far, the blue-faced cultivator had chased him up again. This time, the blue-faced cultivator was clearly still far away, but above his head, there was a vague sword shadow in the light yellow curtain of light.

This sword seemed illusory, but Meng Hao just glanced at it from a distance, and immediately his mind roared, and a strong crisis emerged in his heart instantly.

"This is a monk who has cultivated alchemy!" Meng Hao's heart sank. He is no longer a newcomer to the realm of cultivation. He has already seen and experienced a lot. He has long known the horror of alchemy, especially the alchemy that can emit alchemy is even more amazing.

Except for the old woman, those alchemy cultivators in Zhao State back then were unable to disperse the alchemy. Meng Hao only guessed this point from some classics after he entered the Dandong lineage.

"The alchemy is ever-changing, but its core remains the same. I don't know what the root of this person's alchemy is..." Meng Hao's heart was shaken, and these thoughts were just the thoughts that flashed through his mind at this moment.

At the same time, he didn't hesitate at all, the last teleportation on the main furnace robe was launched by him in an instant, and as his body disappeared in an instant, the sword shadow that moved the sky and the earth set off endless coldness, as if it could freeze all directions, and passed through Meng Hao's illusory body in an instant.

"What a nimble and cunning alchemist, but this robe can only teleport three times, no more than a hundred miles. Let me see how you... run away next time!" the green-faced monk said lightly, closing his eyes. The light yellow pill energy spread outside the body, and the sword shadow flickered, and the tip of the sword rotated around. After three breaths, the illusory sword shadow hummed violently. The point of the sword points east.

The blue-faced monk's eyes opened and closed suddenly, and he went straight to the east in a flash.

Eighty miles away, Meng Hao's figure appeared. As soon as he appeared, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a sword mark on his chest parted the flesh and blood. If Meng Hao's teleportation had slowed down a bit before, the sword just now would have cut his body in half.

Meng Hao didn't have time to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth. The body galloped like lightning, roaring forward.

"Jian Ying, could it be that this person's natal alchemy, the root shadow is the sword..." Meng Hao's face was gloomy. A monk who has not cultivated alchemy will definitely not let Meng Hao be so embarrassed. Alchemy is the strongest method for alchemy cultivators, who can cultivate alchemy at the early stage of alchemy. Meng Hao knew that the green-faced monk must be someone with extremely high qualifications.

As for the alchemy realm, Meng Hao was in Dandong's lineage and became the queen of the main stove. Searched many classics of sects,

I already know it very well, for example, this alchemy, generally speaking, can only be cultivated in the late stage of alchemy, and some can be obtained in the middle stage, only a very small number of Tianjiao's generation. In the early stage of alchemy, you can have alchemy.

And these, in fact, are not the most rare, the rarest thing is that the moment you step into the alchemy, you have your own alchemy instantly, as if you were born with it.

The ever-changing alchemy of the alchemy is an external manifestation. In fact, there is an unchanging root shadow, which is the thing of life. The root shadow of each alchemy monk is different, and the evolved breath of the life pill is also different.

Meng Hao's face was gloomy, and while he was galloping, he raised his right hand to take out the elixir and threw it into the mouth. The elixir melted in the mouth, making Meng Hao's whole body warm and faster.

"There are still thirty breaths..." The wishful seal in Meng Hao's hand has been opened since he fought those men in black, and now, there are only the last thirty breaths left.

Once he survived, Meng Hao could use the wishful seal to teleport away. At that time, the green-faced monk would have no way of chasing him.

But only 18 breaths later, behind Meng Hao, a pale yellow glow of alchemy rose to the sky, and an icy aura appeared instantly. The green-faced cultivator was in the air, his thin body seemed to be in disarray, and he was walking step by step.

Almost the moment he noticed the opponent's approach, Meng Hao immediately took out a jade pendant from the storage bag and held it firmly.

"Yang said that you can't escape, but you can only build a foundation in a mere area. You should be proud of being able to deal with these times." The moment the blue-faced monk opened his mouth lightly, the blurred sword shadow in the alchemy above his head uttered an ear-piercing sword cry, carrying an indescribably cold aura, and came straight to Meng Hao in an instant.

Its speed is so fast that the previous glance is still far away, and the next glance... is already in front.

Seeing that the sword shadow went straight to the center of Meng Hao's eyebrows, it was about to pierce through in an instant, but Meng Hao had no time to dodge here. The huge difference in cultivation made everything feel like life and death.

But at this moment, Meng Hao's eyes flashed suddenly, and a blue light flew out of his palm. This light covered Meng Hao's whole body like flowing water, and expanded outwards suddenly, forming a blue light curtain, which touched the danqi sword shadow in an instant.

Almost at the moment when the blue light curtain appeared, the face under the mask of the blue-faced cultivator suddenly changed drastically, his eyes shrank even more, and his expression revealed disbelief. He was about to recall the alchemy and sword shadow, but it was still a step too late.

Silently, the seemingly astonishing, extremely sharp Dan Qi sword shadow, the moment it touched the cyan light curtain, seemed to be vulnerable to a single blow, and it collapsed and shattered inch by inch, shattering everything in an instant.

The shattering of the alchemy and sword shadow immediately made the green-faced monk grunt. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth under the mask, and his eyes showed anger.

"Yuanying cultivating blood... I see how many times you can perform it!" The green-faced monk's eyes became more murderous, and he swayed and came straight to Meng Hao. When he raised his right hand, the power of the magic burst out suddenly, turning into ten dragons and ten phoenixes, roaring and coming straight to Meng Hao.

At the same time, the cyan light curtain dissipated and returned to Meng Hao's palm, turning into a jade pendant. This jade pendant was exactly what Meng Hao won in the One Sword Sect. It contained the blood of Zhou Yanyun, the teacher of the One Sword Sect, Chen Fan, and could resist the blow of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

If this object encounters a Nascent Soul's blow, it can only resist once, but now it is facing a monk who formed an alchemy, so the light is only dimmed, but it can be used again.

The corner of the mouth of the blue-faced cultivator under the mask was overflowing with blood, he was injured by backlash, and even the alchemy on the top of his head became unstable, but he walked towards Meng Hao. The moment ten dragons and ten phoenixes roared approaching, Meng Hao's eyes showed a strong murderous intent.

Instead of running away, he raised his right hand and pointed at the blue-faced monk for a moment.

"The Eighth Taboo of Demon Sealing!" Meng Hao's eyes were bloodshot. With this finger, the world was moving, his body was moving, the whole eight directions were moving, ten dragons and ten phoenixes were also shaking, and overlapping phantoms emerged in an instant, and they all rushed towards the blue-faced monk.

In an instant, the expression on the face of the blue-faced monk under the mask changed, and the ten dragons and ten phoenixes in front of him were also shaken by this shock, as if being suppressed, as if the whole world had reversed, and all directions were sealed.

The power of this seal can be felt by the green-faced monk, and it can even influence his own cultivation.

"What kind of spell is this!" The blue-faced monk was shocked.

At the same time, Meng Hao's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood, and the matter of banning a monk of alchemy was a great burden for him. At this moment, his whole body felt like blood was about to collapse. Meng Hao flicked his sleeve, and immediately a piece of red powder flew out. When it surrounded him, it rubbed against the air and turned into a red mist. The mist, as Meng Hao moved forward, went straight to the monk with a green face.

Even as he was walking forward, Meng Hao put the life-saving jade pendant into his arms, raised his left hand and scratched the gap, the first finger, second finger, third finger... until the blood flowed from the fifth finger, the strength of the five blood fingers was condensed, and it became a blood mark!

The moment the blood mark appeared, the red mist around Meng Hao rolled directly, as if it had become a blood mist, corroding the surrounding nothingness, and it contained a strong poison, which added another three points to the power of Meng Hao's blow.

All this said slowly, but in fact it only happened in an instant. It was almost the moment when Meng Hao's various killing moves approached the blue-faced monk. The blue-faced monk's eyes flashed suddenly, and he immediately resumed his actions. After all, he is a monk of alchemy. Although Meng Hao's eighth ban is extraordinary, it cannot be sealed for more than two breaths.

"Small tricks, let this old man break it!" The green-faced monk let out a low growl, raised his right hand to press the pinch, and pressed it forward fiercely. With this press, the sky and the earth roared, and an illusory ten-headed dragon emerged ferociously, and charged straight at Meng Hao's technique. The roar was earth-shattering.

The red mist collapsed, the blood mark disintegrated, Meng Hao spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and his body was thrown like a kite with a broken string. The green-faced monk was about to chase after him, but his expression changed again. When Meng Hao's body was thrown out, he took out a large amount of powder from the storage bag and threw it out, causing the poisonous mist to spread around him. Although it was thin, it made the blue-faced monk stop.

He had prevented himself from inhaling the blood mist before, but he still felt the horror of the red mist, because at this moment, his right little finger was only slightly stained, and at this moment there was already a piercing pain.

It was at this moment that Meng Hao was spurting blood, and when his body fell back, purple appeared in his pupils for an instant, and the meridians on his skin were also directly purple, making Meng Hao's whole body filled with purple.

It is the purple pupil change!

During this purple pupil transformation, Meng Hao's injuries recovered rapidly. He stared at the green-faced monk in a large amount of poisonous mist, and saw the alchemy above his head, which was fast and stable at the moment. He might be able to release the alchemy again in a dozen or so breaths at most.

Meng Hao didn't hesitate any longer, and the moment he could open the teleportation, he grabbed the wishful seal in his palm!

In an instant, a black hole appeared around him, like a big mouth, directly swallowing Meng Hao inside. This scene was beyond the expectation of the blue-faced monk. His expression changed and he rushed out, but it was still too late.

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