I Shall Seal the Heavens

These figures, each with blurry bodies and no apparent cultivation, are old and young, male and female. Each one is confused, carrying pieces of fairy bridge stones, coming from the sea of ​​fog, like ghosts.

When Meng Hao looked around, a strong crisis suddenly emerged. This kind of crisis was like encountering a natural enemy. He had a strong premonition that if these strange figures came into contact with him, he would definitely die!

"What are they..." Meng Hao looked at those ghostly figures, there were hundreds of them, walking from the sea of ​​fog and passing by him. As they approached, a wave of ice instantly appeared on Meng Hao's body, It's like being in the cold of nothingness. "Novel" novel chapters are updated the fastest

Immediately afterwards, Meng Hao saw this group of strange figures, and one of them separated. He actually walked to the stone floating in the air, and when it penetrated directly, the figure suddenly carried a stone with that stone on his body. An identical illusory boulder.

Like a soul carrying a stone, it gradually moves away.

Although the Immortal Bridge Stone, which was more than 300 feet long and had its soul taken out, was still floating in the air at this moment, Meng Hao felt like it was dead, as if it had lost the power to swim in the void.

Until these figures disappeared, their voices still echoed faintly.

"When will the Immortal Bridge reappear in the sky... I ask you when we can meet again..."

The sound gradually dissipated, and the sea of ​​fog on the earth suddenly rolled, turning into a storm in an instant. This storm rolled up the gray sky and tore it apart. When it violently rotated, it also tore Meng Hao, Yi Chenzi, and the The more than three hundred feet of Xianqiao stone was also involved.

Along with many ruins and debris on the earth, everything that exists here exists at this moment. Caught in the storm.

There is no way to struggle at all. He was instantly involved. The next moment, the storm roared, collapsing and exploding, and everything within it was swept away in an instant.

Meng Hao once again felt like he had been flapped by Kunpeng's wings. The wind was tearing at his body, as if it was going to tear him apart, and his body was moving at an extremely fast speed. Pushed by the wind straight into the distance.

If it were an ordinary pill-forming cultivator, he would definitely die at this moment. After all, Meng Hao possesses three five element totems and can cross the Nascent Soul ravine. As he grits his teeth and persists, his cultivation is running inside his body, constantly defusing the strong wind outside his body.

It was not until an hour passed that Meng Hao gradually suppressed the wind outside his body and teleported. In an instant, he escaped from the range of the wind that tore everything apart.

Meng Hao's face turned pale as he rushed out of the strong wind's range.

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, his body immediately flew straight to the earth. He dug a cave in a mountain range on the ground and sat cross-legged inside to meditate.

It was not until a few days later that the wind outside gradually dissipated. Meng Hao finally walked out of the cave and stood in mid-air. He saw that the land was in a mess, and many mountain peaks were blown off. This wind swept away everything on the land. area.

"What are those ghostly existences..." Meng Hao frowned, feeling weird about the mystery of the Hexu Bridge world.

At this moment, there was no trace of Yi Chenzi, and with this person's cultivation, he probably had a way to escape in the strong wind. Coupled with the terrifying sudu and the fear of himself, it was a big keneng who knew how to use it. The fastest sudu, leave this continent.

While he was deep in thought, Meng Hao suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance with a startled expression. Where he looked, there was a faint light group. Within the light group, there were a few grains of sand, which turned out to be fairy soil.

Meng Hao's body passed by in an instant, and after reappearing, he took away the few grains of fairy soil. His heart pounded, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly spread out. He immediately discovered that within the surrounding area, there were actually three locations in the air. Such fairy land floats.

Even though it’s only a few grains, this is also fairy land!

"I understand, it was this wind that blew up the fairy soil that was originally hidden on the earth... So you can imagine that there are already a lot of such fairy soil in the entire sky at this moment!" Meng Hao's eyes showed surprise, and he did not hesitate. He hesitated and disappeared in an instant. It took a short time to collect the three immortal lands, then swayed and galloped away into the distance.

All his spiritual consciousness spread out and he kept searching. In just half a day, Meng Hao's breathing became more and more rapid, because the total amount of fairy soil he collected in this half day was as big as a baby's fist.

At the same time, Meng Hao also saw the figures of many monks. Like him, they were all frantically looking for the fairy land blown up by the wind. There were even fights among these people, but the fight only took a moment. They dispersed immediately. After all, there was time for fighting, so it was better to look in other directions.

"Immortal soil is the key for me to obtain the earth totem!" Meng Hao's eyes turned red. Whenever he saw the fairy soil wherever he passed, he would immediately take it away. If anyone competed with him, Meng Hao would not hesitate. Take action and blast away.

The roar echoed, and an hour later, Meng Hao punched forward with his right hand, knocking back a Western Desert monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, grabbed the immortal soil in front of him, turned around and left.

The Nascent Soul cultivator who was pushed back was a middle-aged man. He looked at Meng Hao's retreating figure with a fearful expression on his face. The blow just now shook the Nascent Soul in his body and frightened him.

"Who is this person..."

Three hours later, three figures were roaring in the air. Meng Hao was among them. He waved his hands outward, and immediately a sea of ​​fire surged into the sky. The impact spread, forcing the other two people to retreat. Meng Hao flicked his sleeves. , rolled up the ball of fairy soil, and disappeared in an instant.

The two men gritted their teeth, but the fear in their hearts prevented them from pursuing him. At this moment, they could only stamp their feet and turn around to look in other directions.

Time passed, and one day later, Meng Hao was completely red-eyed. The amount of fairy land he had snatched was now as big as a baby's head. They were all placed in storage bags and he was constantly searching for them in the sky of this land. , but it has been two hours since he saw any fairy land. It must have been taken away by others.

"It might as well be taken away!" Murderous intent flashed in Meng Hao's eyes. In this world of cultivation, where the weak eat the strong, there must be competition for cultivation resources. Meng Hao has long been used to this. When the murderous intent appeared, he immediately swayed and started Find the monk.

One day later, there was a huge roar in the sky, and a huge face collapsed and spread in mid-air. In this collapse. A middle-aged man spurted blood. Pale. With horror in his eyes, he took out a handful of immortal soil from his storage bag without hesitation, threw it out, turned around and left.

Within the rolling mist, Meng Hao stepped out, grabbed the immortal soil, and immediately changed direction and galloped again.

Two days later, an old man with red hair. He and the two Nascent Soul cultivators beside him, with ferocity, directly killed a person who was competing with them for the immortal soil. They had just taken away the immortal soil in the person's storage bag, and when he was feeling happy, suddenly he heard someone in the distance. In the sky, red mist billows, and a huge mask rolls in.

The moment he saw this face, the red-haired old man's heart pounded and his scalp went numb. He recognized at a glance that this face was the one who fought with him and others that day. The terrifying monk who nearly crushed seven of his own people.

"Blood-faced old monster!!" The two monks beside him suddenly exclaimed after seeing the billowing red mist and masks in the sky. Their expressions changed drastically, and they turned around and ran away.

During these days, the name "Blood-faced Old Monster" has been spread throughout this land. What this name refers to is a terrifying monk with a blood-colored mask and amazing cultivation. He robs the immortal land, and the monks who were robbed by this person , there have been many days like this, forcing many people not to dare to stay in this land anymore and to leave one after another.

Those who stayed behind were all cautious and ran away immediately when they saw blood on their faces.

Without any hesitation, these three people split into three directions and fled quickly. A moment later, two of them spurted blood amidst the roar, and one by one they immediately took out the fairy soil and sent it out. They knew the habit of this bloody old monster, and as long as they Immortal soil, if you don’t kill people if you give away the Immortal soil, if you resist to the end, you will definitely die.

"Damn... If I had known this, I would have left here when I had some gains. This damn bloody old monster!" The two monks who had been robbed of their immortal land sighed repeatedly, unwilling to accept it, but they had no choice. At this moment The thought of leaving this land came up one after another.

A few days later, there were no more monks left on the land where Meng Hao was, except for himself. In the past few days, he had almost plundered most of the monks here. At the moment, there was enough immortal soil in the storage bag. The size of an adult head is terrifying.

After Meng Hao tried to understand, he gained something, but it was obviously not enough!

But the cultivator here had long since escaped. Meng Hao searched for several days but could not find it. So when a huge stone of 100 feet roared towards him, he teleported onto it, sat cross-legged and meditated. Following the stone, he broke through the The dark nothingness of the earth left here and went to the next continent formed by Xianqiao Stone.

No, the name Blood-faced Old Monster has already spread to all nearby areas along with the departing monks. Almost all the monks coming from the Western Desert know that there is such a Blood-faced Old Monster.

As the stone melted into nothingness, and everything around him became pitch black again, Meng Hao sat cross-legged on the stone, his eyes flashing slightly.

"I met a lot of people, but none of them seemed to have the witch Zhixiang beside me... But I didn't see Zhao Youlan, and I don't know where she is." Meng Hao thought thoughtfully, took out the jade map slip, and looked at it. , determined that the place where this stone was going was the location of the largest Xianqiao stone in the vicinity recorded on the jade slip.

"The Xuqiao world is very large. Each Immortal Bridge Stone is a world. There should be at least tens of thousands of worlds. However, the monks in the Western Desert can only explore a dozen worlds here."

A few days later, the void became colder and colder. Even if he had a treasure to protect him from the cold, Meng Hao still had to keep running the fire to stay awake. He was looking at the void, looking at the endless blackness, when suddenly Meng Hao's eyes shrank.

He saw in the dark void in front of him, a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe, carrying a sword on his back, and holding a wine pot in his hand. He was actually physically in the void, walking forward, and occasionally drinking the wine in the pot. , looking downcast and melancholy.

The coldness of nothingness was all around him, as if it was just a weak wisp of cold wind that could not blow his hair or shake his steps. Walking here felt like walking on flat ground. Even around him, nothingness was distorted, like The cold air avoids itself before it even gets close to it.

Meng Hao's heart was shaken violently, and his expression was a little horrified.

Meng Hao saw him, and he also saw Meng Hao.

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