I Shall Seal the Heavens

This green-faced cultivator was the alchemy expert who chased and killed Meng Hao that day!

"This place is invincible, so he...is my opponent!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed brightly, and slowly calmed down. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and practiced his cultivation in meditation, making himself at the peak.

Having decided to fight, he calmed down instead.

In this battle, regardless of whether he wins or loses, he has to make a move. With this battle, he will start the last step of his enlightenment here!

The moment Meng Hao closed his eyes, the dozen or so people from Motu approached with a howl. Their appearance attracted the attention of most monks here.

Among the tens of thousands of monks here, except Zhou Jie and the other three who had successfully formed alchemy were nowhere to be seen, others such as Wang Lihai, Han Shandao, and the Taoist Tianjiao from other sects were all there.

"They are... those two with golden masks, they are the Taoists who have risen in Motu this year!"

"Mo Tu Daozi, Luo Chong, Xu Fei!"

"It should be the two of them, and they are the only ones wearing golden masks!" The tens of thousands of monks beside the Dao Well immediately recognized the identities of the two golden masked cultivators in Mo Tu's group.

As the voice of discussion gradually spread, most of the eyes of the people here fell on the two Motu Daozi. In the past year, the news about Motu spread all over the southern region, and these two Taoists have risen to attract more attention. With half-step alchemy cultivation, it is rumored that they can enter alchemy at any time.

"The three blue-faced men behind them are Motu Sanqing. All three of them are alchemy cultivators, and what's even more astonishing is that they all cultivated alchemy... It is said that many alchemists were captured by these three people back then."

"The alchemy cultivator who has cultivated alchemy should not be provoked easily..."

As the voice of discussion came out, Wang Lihai frowned, and glanced at the Motu people in the air, and the Yijianzong Han Shandao not far away. He also looked displeased, looking at Mo Tu's group, especially the two Mo Tu Daozi a few more times.

Song Yunshu was also in the crowd. His face was gloomy and he remained silent.

"Motu Luochong. I want to challenge Daozi, the hero of the southern region!" At the moment when tens of thousands of monks looked at this place, Motu and his party in mid-air, those black-clothed and white-faced cultivators stepped back and spread around.

The three green-faced monks did not show the slightest change in expression, and sat cross-legged in mid-air, ignoring things outside of them, only the two Motu Daozi with golden masks. Looking down at the people on the ground, one of them spoke lightly at this moment, and the voice was still soft at first.

But soon it spread like thunder in all directions.

"Motu Xu Fei, challenge the Daozi of the southern region. In today's battle, Xu Fei does not represent Motu, a cultivator of the same generation. It is only for the way of fighting. You wait... dare to fight!" Xu Fei, the Taoist of Motu with a golden mask, spoke lightly. But it spread in all directions, and when it fell into people's ears, it turned into an involuntary coldness of the body.

There are tens of thousands of people in the southern region around Daojing, all of them are silent, no one speaks, they just look at Luo Chong and Xu Fei in mid-air with different thoughts.

"There are tens of thousands of cultivators in the southern region here. Could it be that there is no one who dares to fight with us?" Luo Chong snorted coldly, and spoke proudly.

The moment his words came out, a cold snort came from the ground, and a long rainbow suddenly flew up. The people in the long rainbow were not from the five clans and three clans, but from other sects.

Luo Chong, the Daoist of Motu, smiled proudly on the face under the mask. While shaking his body, he went straight to the monk. Before he got close, he saw Luo Chong suddenly stretched out his arms and waved outwards.

A loud bang reverberated, and the Southern Region cultivator paled and spewed out a mouthful of blood. When he staggered back, Luo Chong flicked his sleeves and stepped forward to chase after him in an instant. When they caught up in an instant, the two roared in mid-air for about a few breaths, until there was a shrill scream, and the Southern Region cultivator's neck was covered with blood.

Luo Chong slowly raised his blood-stained right hand, wiped it on the golden mask, and looked at the people in the southern region. The blood on his mask seemed to turn into a deterrent.

"Wang Lihai Wang Daoyou, as a Taoist of the Wang family, you dare to fight me!" Luo Chong, the Taoist of the ink soil, spoke suddenly, his eyes behind the mask revealed light, and he looked towards the place where the Wang family members were in the earth, staring at Wang Lihai.

Wang Lihai raised his head, looked at Luo Chong, his eyes lit up, and slowly got up.

Almost as soon as he got up, Yijianzong Han Shandao also stood up, walked into the air, and looked at Xu Fei, the Taoist of Motu.

The appearance of the two of them immediately shocked the monks in the southern region, and they watched intently. This battle was a battle between the four Taoists. If nothing unexpected happened, no matter who wins, it will be destined to become famous everywhere.

Motu Daoist Luo Chong Xu Fei, the two of them showed solemn eyes, one looked at Han Shandao, the other looked at Wang Lihai, when the four of them stared, no one moved first.

In the view of Luo Chong and Xu Fei, the Daoist of Motu, this battle will be the pinnacle battle under the formation of alchemy in today's Southern Territory. No one can show a demeanor that surpasses this battle at the time of the foundation establishment.

So the solemnity of the two of them gradually turned into a strong fighting spirit in their hearts, which seemed to burn with their eyes at this moment.

There was silence all around, and countless eyes focused on the four Taoists in the sky, watching this peak battle.

But at the moment when these four people looked at each other, as if they were about to strike, suddenly, one of the tens of thousands of monks sitting cross-legged on the ground stood up slowly.

He was wearing a scribe's blue robe. The moment he got up, he walked into the air. It was Meng Hao.

As Meng Hao walked out, all of the tens of thousands of monks outside the well looked at each other with surprise, not only the people here, but even the four Daozi in mid-air looked at Meng Hao after a moment of astonishment.

Wang Lihai's gaze instantly fell on Meng Hao's robe. The blue robe made his eyes shrink for a moment, and a figure appeared in his mind.

Han Shandao not far away was the same, his expression became more dignified in an instant, staring at Meng Hao's robe.

"Interesting, this fellow daoist came a bit late, but judging from his intentions, he seems very firm. Daoyou Wang, fellow daoist Han, can you allow me to kill this person first?" Luo Chong smiled slightly, his eyes just glanced at Meng Hao, and he didn't care. He had seen the picture of the famous Tianjiao Daozi in the whole southern region.

Such a monk, Luo Chong killed him, just in a thought.

Before Wang and Han could open their mouths, Motu Taoist Luo Chong flicked his sleeves, turned to look at Meng Hao, and walked away.

"Luo made a move. There were only dead people and no wounded. Daoist friends are very brave. I will leave you a whole body." Luo Chong smiled and walked towards Meng Hao while talking. At this moment, the tens of thousands of monks around the Dao Well below all frowned and looked at Meng Hao.

In their opinion, Meng Hao's actions were too reckless, which made the battle that everyone was looking forward to come to a halt.

"Who is this person? How dare he participate in the battle of Daozi?"

"It's probably because I think my cultivation is good, and I want to use this to fight against those who are famous..."

But just as the tens of thousands of monks were discussing in low voices, the moment Luo Chong, the Taoist son of the ink soil, walked towards Meng Hao, Meng Hao stood in mid-air and spoke faintly.

"You are not my opponent. It is you that I want to fight!" As soon as Meng Hao's voice came out, it immediately turned into thunderous thunder. The first you in his words was talking about Daoist Luo Chong, while the second you was talking about the person Meng Hao raised his right hand at the moment and pointed at him from afar.

This person was the thin one among the three blue-faced monks sitting cross-legged in the air.

Almost at the moment when Meng Hao finished speaking, the thin green-faced monk suddenly opened and closed his eyes, revealing a bright light. When he looked at Meng Hao, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized Meng Hao.

As Meng Hao's words came out, there was an uproar all around, and many of the tens of thousands of monks in the southern region stood up directly, showing disbelief.

"Could it be that this person is crazy, he actually wants to fight Motu Qingmianzhi!!"

"That's the cultivation of Dan, and even the cultivation of Dan Qi, who is this scholar-like monk, who dares to challenge Dan!"

"Using the late stage of foundation establishment as a war formation alchemy, haha, this is rare in the cultivation world. This monk is desperate to become famous."

While the surroundings were buzzing, Wang Lihai's eyes shrank sharply. He was still hesitating about Meng Hao's identity just now. Now he took a deep breath, and there was no doubt in his heart that the person in front of him was the faceless man in green robe.

Because only the mysterious green-robed man is qualified to ignore the establishment of the foundation, and to carry out the rare ups and downs in the cultivation world throughout the ages, the establishment of the foundation to challenge the alchemy!

Han Shandao took a deep breath, and the thoughts that came to his mind were exactly the same as those of Wang Lihai.

"The monks in the southern region are very interesting. You, who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, dare to open your mouth to challenge my Mo Tu Qingqian senior in the late stage of foundation establishment, without even reaching the Great Perfection." Luo Chong laughed.

"The whole body is still for you, but before you die, I will let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!" Luo Chong sneered, but there was no contempt in his heart, but a sense of solemnity. He would never believe that the person in front of him is qualified to challenge the knot. In his opinion, this person should have something to support. At this moment, while speaking, a long rainbow flew out of Luo Chong's sleeve and went straight to Meng Hao. Behind him, the illusory cauldron appeared again. Followed by Meng Hao buzzing away.

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