I Shall Seal the Heavens

It was at the very moment of the explosion that the vortex spiritual energy surrounding Meng Hao came straight to Meng Hao's body in an instant, penetrated rapidly from all parts of his body, and the spiritual energy quickly dissipated. In just a few breaths, there was no more spiritual energy around Meng Hao.

The dao well below is no longer erupting at this moment, but is showing signs of drying up. The light curtain dao shadow in the midair is gradually dimming at this moment, until it completely disappears, and the dao well... completely withered.

In the momentary silence of tens of thousands of people around them, they saw with their own eyes that the Dao Well that had shaken the Southern Territory for the past year, as it dried up, turned into fly ash, disappeared into the world, and ceased to exist.

It seemed that it had consumed all the aura on Meng Hao's body, and it could no longer be enlightened by others, it could only dissipate.

At this moment, there was a dead silence all around, and tens of thousands of monks here stared blankly at this scene... Soon, an uproar was heard.

"Daojing... is gone?"

"It should have been a few days, but now... it's exhausted and dissipated!"

"This Fang Mu, what kind of cultivation did he realize and break through? I think he is clearly not forming alchemy, but he actually made this well... unexpectedly... unexpectedly dry up ahead of time!!"

Motu Daozi Luo Chong and Xu Fei also had shortness of breath. This time they came to the western part of the Southern Region. For the two of them, they saw too many shocks, and the source of all these shocks was a monk!

A... monk who is the master alchemist of the Dandong lineage of the Purple Fortune Sect!

The other two green-faced strong men here in Motu seem to have normal expressions at the moment, but their hearts have already set off monstrous waves. It wasn't because the Dao Well was exhausted, but because of Meng Hao's previous attack.

This is the first time they have seen the Foundation Establishment cultivator fight against Dan, and... although he is at a disadvantage. But they were obviously not defeated. What shocked them even more was that Meng Hao made a breakthrough in the battle. This was a rare event, but what was even rarer was that the two of them saw with their own eyes that Meng Hao actually held the sword of fate!

"This is not a sword that a foundation-builder can touch! Is... is he really an alchemist?" This was the question that came to the minds of these two black-faced and green-faced powerhouses.

As the uproar spread. The gazes of the tens of thousands of monks from the Southern Region quickly focused on Meng Hao who was in mid-air, and there were all sorts of complexities in those gazes.

Meng Hao's expression was calm, even though it was the moment when everyone was watching him, his expression did not change at all.

How strong are the ten platforms,

Meng Hao didn't know it, but what he felt in his heart at the moment seemed... Even if he was cautious before, he was still not the opponent's early stage of alchemy. Looking at it now, it seems that... something has changed.

He didn't know whether he would be able to win in the face of a jiedan who had not been injured in life or soul, but right now, this green-faced cultivator who had suffered five fatigues and seven injuries, Meng Hao felt that maybe... killing him by himself would not be difficult.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he pinched the flying sword in front of his eyebrows with two fingers. Shake hard. Along with the strength of the physical body, there are also ten Taoist platforms in Meng Hao's body operating at the same time. A power unprecedented in Meng Hao's body poured into his arms and spread across his fingers!

The sound of the sword between his fingers came out immediately. Visible cracks appeared with the naked eye, that is, within a few breaths, it suddenly collapsed and fell apart.

The soul shadow on it let out a stern and silent roar and disappeared.

With the disappearance of the soul shadow and the collapse of the sword, the blue-faced cultivator not far away immediately shed blood tears from his eyes, blood overflowed from his seven orifices in an instant, and when he staggered back, he opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood. His face raised his head ferociously, and his pale face made him look crazy at this moment.

He raised his storage bag with his right hand, and took out a black statue. The statue was engraved with a dragon that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and a python that was not a python. It was a flood dragon!

It had a single horn on its head, two claws on its belly, and its whole body was black and blue. As soon as it was taken out by the green-faced monk, there was a murderous intent soaring into the sky, causing the originally sunny sky to suddenly appear a dark cloud.

Faintly, there seemed to be a roar from the years, echoing the earth at this moment, and entering the minds of every tens of thousands of monks here.

At the same time as the roar echoed, the ancient Yinglong Yaodan that was fused in Meng Hao's first altar moved slightly as if waking up from a deep sleep.

Suddenly, behind Meng Hao, nothingness distorted, and a huge phantom of the ancient Yinglong suddenly appeared, staring at the statue of the dragon, as if staring at... food!

In ancient times, Yinglong used to feed on Jiaolong!

People around couldn't see the transformation of Yinglong's shadow, only the flood dragon engraved on the statue seemed to be in the sky and the earth, and the roaring sound suddenly stopped.

"Pill Qi transforms Jiaozu, cultivates blood to open the way of heaven, feeds dragons with body, and kills mourners with soul!" The green-faced monk stared at Meng Hao, and after speaking every word, bit the tip of his tongue and spurted blood at this moment, and the blood fell on the statue.

"With my power, please descend the Jiaozu!" The blue-faced cultivator shook his whole body, and when he raised his head to the sky and roared, suddenly there was a crack in the statue of the dragon in front of him. The crackling sound echoed, and as tens of thousands of monks around witnessed it, the statue collapsed and shattered.

Under the shattering, the countless blue-black debris hadn't waited to scatter outwards, a gust of wind blew past, rolled up those blue-black debris, and turned into a dragon shadow in the mid-air twisting.

This shadow seemed to be lifelike in an instant, and it appeared in the sky and the earth in an instant. An indescribable cold air suddenly spread to the surroundings in an instant. The green-faced monk stared at Meng Hao with a ferocious expression.

"Please Ancestor Jiao, kill this person!"

As soon as the blue-faced monk finished speaking, the flood figure turned around sharply. In the blurred head, two cold lights suddenly appeared, like eyes. When staring at Meng Hao, it seemed hesitant, but it was even more eager to try. The shadow suddenly moved, and went straight to Meng Hao roaring away.

It's not close yet, the cold air is overwhelming, and nothingness seems to be frozen.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Hao was less than a hundred feet away!

Meng Hao's eyes were bright, he didn't retreat or dodge, but took a deep breath, raised his right hand and scratched the belly of his finger, and when all five fingers were bleeding, he closed his eyes and raised his right hand downward. Bend over and press!

"Blood kills the world!" Meng Hao's voice carried a sense of blood. The moment he heard it, his eyes suddenly opened, revealing bloody eyes.

Especially at this moment. A red light spread from Meng Hao's right hand in an instant, covering thousands of feet in the surrounding area in an instant, making the thousand feet of air immediately turn red!

It even shrouded the flood dragon in this red world.

Such as a world that exists alone, this is...in Meng Hao's Blood Fairy's inheritance, among the three spells he can use, the one that he couldn't use before... the world of blood killing!

It was at the moment when the Blood Killing Realm appeared, behind Meng Hao. Five blood shadows suddenly appeared, which were his five blood bodies. In this blood killing world, they... are immortal!

The roaring sound shook the sky at this moment, and the minds of tens of thousands of monks on the ground were shocked. The paleness of the blue-faced monk's complexion all showed that the appearance of this blood-killing world brought them shock.

Especially, the Jiaolong that seemed amazing before. At this moment, in the blood killing world, there was a shrill roar, and the body struggled, as if entangled by some invisible force, and it was difficult to break free.

Following the roar, Meng Hao slowly stood up in the Blood Killing Realm, and when he raised his right hand, he grabbed it violently.

The moment he held his palm, the blood-killing world within a thousand feet range. Shrink instantly. It seemed to have turned into Meng Hao's palm, following his grasp. Condensed in an instant.

The shrinking edge of the Blood Killing Realm suddenly encountered the screaming Jiaolong inside it, carrying its body with it. Then it shrinks, that is, in the blink of an eye, the entire blood-killing world disappears, except for Meng Hao's clenched right hand, where a faint blood light overflows from the fingers.

Meng Hao looked as usual, let go of his fingers, and with a wave, dissipated the blue-black debris that appeared in the palm of his hand in mid-air.

There was a sudden sound of inhalation, and someone immediately recognized that those pieces... were the pieces of the statue that made up the dragon!

"Today's battle, you are doomed to perish. The alchemy stage... is not something you can challenge by building a foundation!" The green-faced monk stared at Meng Hao with a look of madness in his eyes. He raised his left hand and directly drew three bloodstains on his face in a row, forming a triangle shape.

Every bloodstain oozes fresh blood, and bones can be seen deep in it. It looks shocking, but this blue-faced monk seems to be ignorant of pain, but instead looks more ferocious, staring at Meng Hao.

"This is..." Someone from the cultivator below immediately spoke out.

"This is the forbidden technique of the land of black earth, the seal of three lives in Huangquan!"

When voices came from these surroundings, the gloomy voice of the green-faced monk also spread.

"Huangquan engraves three lives, three lives burns one life, Huangquan...three lives mark!" The blue-faced monk's eyes showed a strange light. This is his biggest magic technique. It is very expensive for him to use it at this moment, but now he doesn't care about it. The three bloodstains on his face, like burning, are deeply imprinted on his face, as if forming scars, making the light in his eyes even more crazy.

When the words came out, he raised his right hand, and suddenly fell towards Meng Hao, as if cutting off nothingness, it seemed nothing, but at this very moment, Meng Hao's mind was shocked.

Meng Hao looked at the green-faced monk with lightning-like eyes, and frowned slightly. He could kill the dragon because in the blood killing world, the dragon was deterred by the ancient Yinglong, so it dissipated with the blood killing world.

"It's time to end." Meng Hao's brows loosened, and when he spoke lightly, he raised his right hand and patted on the storage bag. He didn't take out any items, but sent it into the power of his spiritual consciousness, which instantly melted into the bloody mask in the storage bag, and was wrapped around the treasure that Meng Hao couldn't use before, the three-tailed streamer!

The Three-tailed Banner, the treasure that Meng Hao obtained in the inheritance of the Blood Immortal.

At the moment when Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness was wrapped around it, one of the broken three-tailed streamers fluttered instantly, and instantly extended infinitely. Following Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness, it poured directly into his body. When Meng Hao realized something, he raised his right hand and waved forward.

Behind him, around him, in all directions...

A side suddenly appeared, as if covering the sky and the earth, it looked broken, but revealed a force like the might of the sky... a tail banner! !

This banner is broken, gray, and fluttering endlessly.

Wherever it passes... the yellow spring dries up, the three births die, and the half of the body falls!

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Meng Hao's first battle as a strong man is over, ask for a monthly ticket to help him rise to the southern region! ()