I Shall Seal the Heavens

At this moment, in the underground palace of the backer sect, in the closed room of the backer ancestor, the backer ancestor has disheveled hair, red eyes, showing madness, he is not willing to fail the plan, seeing that everyone is going to leave, I am afraid that this place will be remote from now on, No one will come back, I feel sad immediately, and seeing that the monk of the Jin Hanzong is going to attack the only inner disciple, he is even more furious, and he does not hesitate to use what little cultivation is left. Like a loud bang.

This sound shook the sky, setting off a storm that swept across all directions, causing countless trees to be uprooted in the barren hills around the backer sect. The shattering turned the hurricane into blue-black, and bursts of lightning roared. The complexions of those Zhao Guoqiangs in midair changed drastically, and their expressions showed shock.

Even Zhou Yanyun of One Sword Sect shrank his eyes suddenly, sandwiching the unconscious Chen Fan, his body immediately backed up, and as the great sword buzzed under his feet, countless sword lights appeared around him immediately.

There was also the middle-aged beautiful woman of the Qingluo Sect, whose complexion changed rapidly at this moment, and she tapped the compass without hesitation, and the compass suddenly expanded with a bang, more than doubling in size.

As for Zhao Shanling of Jin Hanzong, he took a deep breath and quickly backed up. He raised his right hand and under the pinch, a golden sword flew out behind him. Immediately, his body was radiant with golden light, and he looked like a general.

The three of them stared at the backer sect as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Meng Hao, who was on the East Peak at the moment, was watching this change. The roaring noise was deafening to his ears. The hurricane in the sky swirled in blue and black for nine days, just like Tianwei, making it difficult for Meng Hao to breathe. He opened his eyes wide. , his body kept retreating, his clothes were swept by the strong wind, if he hadn't grabbed the boulder next to him, his body would have been blown away by the strong wind, but his eyes were bright, and the words of the old ancestor backing made him suddenly think of When I first came to the backer sect, I saw the opening words.

He Luohua and Elder Ouyang also changed their complexions drastically at this moment. This scene was so sudden that it shocked the two of them. It seemed that under the strong wind, their cultivation bases were about to collapse.

"I want them to know that the ancestor is still here, and I can't let them touch this little boy surnamed Meng. He is the only inner disciple who has not been taken away. If he is killed, my hope will be gone! !” In the underground palace, the backer patriarch gritted his teeth, roared, raised his right hand and slapped his forehead violently, his whole body was shocked, and blood spurted out, but he didn’t stop, and continued to slap himself hard again, the blood spurted out When he came out, his body was rolled upside down.

He smacked his forehead seven or eight times in succession, blood spurted out every time, and the blood condensed together in an instant, and went straight to the stone wall in front of him. During the roaring sky, the blood consumed more than half of it. After that, he finally forcibly rushed out again.

After the backer ancestor finished all this, he tilted his head and fell to the ground in a coma, and his consciousness fell into suspended animation, except that there was a trace of spiritual consciousness in the essence and blood.

At the same time, this mouthful of blood broke through the secret room, directly penetrated the underground palace, and spread at an extremely fast speed. It seems that in an instant, under the stunned eyes of everyone in the sky, the entire backer sect immediately set off billowing red mist. The sound of thunder in the mist was earth-shattering, and the red mist continued to expand. In an instant, it spread to millions of miles around, making this place look like a sea of ​​red mist from a distance!

The mist rolled and roared to the sky. This scene directly shocked all the monks in the sky, and completely changed the expressions of these people. Even Zhou Yanyun and others were shocked at this moment.

Inside the red mist, all the disciples of the Outer Sect of the Backer Sect were unconscious. They were not injured.

But the master He Luohua and Elder Ouyang were directly pushed out of the red mist, and looked at all this with pale faces in mid-air.

The mist rolled continuously, and the roaring sound made the world seem to be only a loud noise at this moment. The earth was like the sea, and the sky was pale. Then, the mist turned violently, and there was a huge face, which was condensed in the mist. come out!

The face was so big that when people looked at it, their minds were instantly filled with panic.

It can be seen that it is an old man, an old man who is not angry but full of domineering arrogance. He closed his eyes and did not open them, but his appearance fell into the eyes of He Luohua and Ouyang, and the minds of the two suddenly roared, and they recognized him immediately Come out, this... is the ancestor of the backer!

"Old Ancestor..." Ouyang opened his eyes wide, his expression suddenly excited.

"Backer... Patriarch!!"

"He... he's not dead yet!!" Zhao Guozhong's cultivators in the sky all turned pale with alarm, and quickly retreated one by one, their hearts trembling to the extreme.

At this moment, suddenly, the huge face made of red mist, and the closed eyes of the backer ancestor suddenly opened a gap, just a gap, burst out the shocking red that made the sky roar like it was about to shatter. mango.

At this glance, looking at the sky, the sky turned red, reflecting the red glow in the eyes of that face, spreading in all directions, and the blue-black hurricane even shattered and fell into the red sea of ​​fog. This scene seemed like a painting, as if it had become a backing The ancestor's black hair was blown up by the wind!

At this glance, looking at Zhou Yanyun, Zhou Yanyun's face was pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He stepped back a few steps, and the sword under his feet suddenly shattered, leaving only the broken sword. Boom, he was in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but even so, at this moment, under the gaze of this gaze, the Nascent Soul in his body became wilted, and he quickly backed away without hesitation in panic, and even took out a blue talisman instantly Burning covered his body, and Chen Fan, who was unconscious, went away in an instant. If there is a voice in his heart roaring, telling him that the other party is definitely not Nascent Soul, that is... the great power of killing spirits!

At this glance, I saw the middle-aged beautiful woman of Qingluomen, and immediately the compass under the beautiful woman cracked, and it exploded and shattered, causing fear to appear in the woman's eyes for the first time. Spewing blood, he backed away without hesitation with the unconscious Xu Qing in his arms. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to escape.

At this glance, I also looked at Zhao Shanling. The whole body of the burly man seemed to be bombarded by the mountains. He kept backing away and spewed out three mouthfuls of blood. The golden flying sword in front of him collapsed and shattered. Desperate to tear open the cracks to escape.

This glance turned to the monks of Zhao Guo. At a glance, all the people spurted out blood, and the spiritual energy in the foundation builder monks suddenly reversed, which actually hurt Shouyuan, and all of them turned pale.

Meng Hao is on the top of Dongfeng Mountain, surrounded by red mist, heaving around his waist area, his face is pale, he is holding on to the boulder tightly, but from the eyes of everyone, Meng Hao's position is actually in the middle of the eyebrows of the backer ancestor .

"Forcing me to disband, and to destroy the only seedling of my backing sect, you guys are so courageous!" The vicissitudes of life suddenly rumbled in all directions from the mouth of the backing ancestor, and between the words, three red lights flew directly Go out, go straight to Zhou Yanyun, the beautiful woman, and the big man of the Jin Hanzong.

"Zhou is the current guardian elder of the One Sword Sect. If you kill me, the backing patriarch, the One Sword Sect will definitely come and destroy you!"

"Relying on the old ancestor, please calm down. The younger generation is a disciple of the Qingluo Sect, and the family ancestor Ping Sandao is a close friend of the old ancestor!"

"The junior knows his mistake, please don't get angry with the old ancestor."

When the three people spoke different words, they were about to be overtaken by Hongmang, and a cold snort came from the backer ancestor.

"Get the three of you out of this old man, go back and ask your sect elders, have you forgotten the blood pact back then, Zhao country is the old man's world, if you dare to step into Zhao country again, don't blame the old man for killing them, as for the three This disciple, you can take it away, because I don’t want it.” Following the roar of the backing ancestor’s voice, the three red glows dissipated, and the three of them turned pale, and hurried away without hesitation, disappearing into the starry sky.

Seeing this scene, the Zhao Guo monks around were shocked and trembled one by one, all the Nascent Soul monks were like this, most of them were only forming alchemy, and they were already terrified at this moment.

The legends of the backer ancestor thousands of years ago once again surfaced in their hearts from the classics of their various sects.

When the vicissitudes of life came out domineeringly, the mist below rolled violently, rewinding in an instant, with Meng Hao as the center, the mist condensed in an instant, turned into a long spear, and suddenly appeared beside Meng Hao forward.

This gun is not red, but white light, silver light, and golden light intertwined, and there are complicated inscriptions on it, which looks extremely extraordinary.

"Since the backer sect is disbanded, it's fine, but this son is the only one from the inner sect, who dares to provoke him, Meng Hao, you can just kill him with this gun...You guys, don't let me go!" The voice echoed in the world, and immediately made those monks of the Zhao Kingdom retreat one by one, but it was not very obvious. The voice of the ancestor of the backer seemed to be weaker. notice it.

At this moment, even the disciples of the Outer Sect of the Backing Mountain Sect in the sect, their unconscious bodies also flew up and flew towards the surroundings. A bloody light curtain directly shrouded the Backing Mountain Sect. It was so turbid that outsiders could not see clearly. Meng Hao was left inside.

He Luohua and Ouyang stared at this scene in a daze, and gradually He Luohua's face showed shame, bowed his head to the bloody light curtain, turned around with a sigh, and walked away.

Ouyang was silent, found the disciples of the foreign sects around him one by one, sent them out of the barren mountain, looked at the backing sect from a distance, sighed, turned and left.

Both He Luohua and him understood that the ancestor had already said that the Backer Sect was disbanded, so there really would be no Backer Sect.

Within the blood-colored halo, Meng Hao looked excited. He looked at the long spear shining with three lights of silver and gold. Just as he was about to pick it up, the long spear exploded inexplicably on its own. It turned into mist and condensed together, turning into An old man in a red robe was found, who was the domineering backer ancestor.

"Disciple Meng Hao paid homage to the old ancestor. The awe of the old ancestor frightened the country of Zhao and spread throughout the southern regions. The disciple has been admiring him since he entered the sect. Every day he must pay homage to the opening words of the old ancestor of the condensing scroll. Every time he gains something, the old man Ancestor..." Meng Hao hurriedly cupped his fists and bowed deeply, eloquent without thinking.

"Stop, stop, stop, don't learn well at a young age, learn to flatter others, tell you boy, when I was your age, my ancestor said this more smoothly than you, it sounds much more natural than what you said, you Don't do this with me if you have some skills." The old ancestor of the backer stared, but he was very grateful in his heart.

Meng Hao looked at the backer patriarch and smiled awkwardly.

"It's useless even if you flatter the patriarch, patriarch... I won't mention it. Just listen, now it's just my wisp of consciousness, which managed to scare away those three damn nascent soul monks, and now it's about to dissipate , my body will sleep for a year. No matter what method I think of, I will lead all the strong people above the foundation of Zhao Guo's cultivation world to the ancestor's retreat after one year. If you do this, the ancestor will greatly There is a reward!" During the words of the old ancestor of the backer, his body began to dissipate, and he raised his right hand and pointed towards Meng Hao anxiously.

Immediately, a ray of information came into Meng Hao's mind, telling how to open the entrance of the closed place outside.

"Boy, you are the only seedling of my backer sect. Don't die. If you are going to die, the ancestor will have to be buried with you...I...I hate..." The voice of the backer ancestor was still echoing, but his body was shaking. Dissipated and disappeared.

Meng Hao froze there for a long while, and then he realized that all the changes in the outside world just now were caused by the backer ancestor to scare everyone.

"No wonder he didn't kill those three... But, where's the gun for me?"