I Shall Seal the Heavens

The war between the Wushen Tribe and the Five Poison Tribes is still going on. Looking at the situation of defeat, the situation of defeat is gradually emerging. The casualties of the Wushen Tribe are constantly increasing, and the same is true for the demon group. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test

Although the Five Poisons Department also paid a price, it was a little less than that of the Wushen Tribe. Moreover, due to the suppression of its peak combat power, the Wushen Tribe in this war was rapidly collapsing.

Meng Hao was inside the bloody seal. He thought of many ways to break through this place, but he couldn't do it. Whether it was teleportation, magic weapons, or even the three-tailed flag, Meng Hao took out many ways to break the bloody seal, but he couldn't. It cannot be broken in a short time.

He tried every method, not even the Lotus Sword Formation, not even the three strange wooden swords, could quickly break the bloody seal. Even Han Shan's fairy sword, according to Meng Hao's calculations, would take at least a day. It is possible to break this seal.

In the end, the only choice before Meng Hao was to sing the sword energy. Meng Hao's eyes were red, and the smell of alcohol slowly dissipated from his body.

"This blood contains cause and effect. It is the blood of an unknown ancestor of the Ji family. Just this drop of blood will always be so powerful. So how powerful was this person in his life?" Meng Hao was shocked, and under this wine When the Qi is vertical and horizontal, the Ta Ge Sword Qi in the body is rapidly condensing.

He couldn't think of any other way. The only way at the moment was to use the Song Sword Qi. Although it was a pity to use it like this, and it was unknown whether it could be broken, Meng Hao also knew that the Crow God Tribe would not be able to survive for long.

At this moment, he took a deep breath and was about to release the Tage Sword Qi. Meng Hao stared at the blood-sealed armband and watched the blood squirm. Suddenly, Meng Hao's body shook violently.

"Blood...blood..." In Meng Hao's mind, at this moment, a bolt of lightning roared past, an extremely bold one. What could even be called a crazy idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

This thought made Meng Hao's breathing quicken and caused the Ta Ge Sword Qi to condense in his body. There was a hesitation when it was about to disperse.

"Soul blood. This is the soul blood of the Ji family, and in my hands. I have the soul blood of the Ji family's quasi-series cultivator back then. If I add this drop in front of me, it's two drops!

And the bloody mask also sealed Ji Jiu. If I can take out his soul blood, then I will be the blood of the third generation Ji clan forever. According to the blood fairy method, I can refine the first level of blood body!

If you can get three more generations, you can become a blood spirit. If you get the blood of nine generations, you can transform into a blood god. The Blood God... possesses the power of returning to his ancestors, reappearing the figures of the strongest ones hidden in the bloodline of the Ji family!

Possessing part of the immortal power of one of them! "Meng Hao breathed quickly, this thought spread rapidly in his mind.

It instantly occupied the entire mind. He suddenly felt that this time might be an opportunity for him!

After missing this matter, it was extremely difficult for him to obtain Ji's blood, especially this drop of blood, which was obviously different and had a great origin!

"I don't have to break this bloody seal. I can choose...to refine my Ji family blood body here!" Meng Hao breathed rapidly, and his eyes gradually revealed a strong light.

"Then what I need to do now is to obtain Ji Nineteen's blood!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and after weighing it, he immediately showed decisiveness.

He raised his right hand and directly touched the eyebrows of the blood-colored mask on his face. With a bang, spiritual consciousness poured directly into the blood-colored mask and appeared in front of Ji Family Nineteen, who was sealed by the three-tailed flag.

The Nineteenth of the Ji family was extremely weak at the moment, but his eyes had a strange light. He felt the will of their ancestors of the Ji family existing in the aura of the outside world.

"Who is it... This matter is impossible, it is so ancient, how can there be such ancient blood of ancestors... It transcends the history of the family, who is he?"

Even the arrival of Meng Hao failed to attract Ji Jiujiu's attention. His mind was still shaking. But at this moment, in the world inside the blood-colored mask, Meng Hao, who had condensed his body, had a ruthless look on his face and raised his right hand. He stood up and pointed a finger at Ji Jiujiu's eyebrows without hesitation.

Ji Jiujiu's expression changed, and then became ferocious. Before he could struggle, the aura of the Lotus Sword Formation spread from Meng Hao, merged into the blood-colored mask, and descended on Ji Jiujiu.

"You can resist and struggle. I don't care if I get any more information about the Ji family from you. Right now, I want a drop of your soul blood. Whether you struggle or refuse, even resistance... is useless.

If you obey, I will take it and leave. If you struggle, I will kill your soul and take out this drop of soul blood! "When Meng Hao spoke gloomily, he closed his eyes, activated all his cultivation levels, transformed the four totems, and activated the Blood Immortal's body with all his strength to collect the soul blood from the Nineteenth Season.

The aura of the Lotus Sword Formation descended, and the power of time suddenly began to circulate. At the same time, in order to ensure success, Meng Hao even summoned the sleeping bloody mastiff!

The mastiff's slumber has gradually become looser over the years, and Meng Hao can feel that it... is about to wake up!

Ji Jiujiu's expression changed drastically. He could hear the murderous intent and coldness in Meng Hao's words. He had no doubt about the authenticity of what Meng Hao said to him this time.

At this moment, his mind was shaking, but if he didn't struggle, how could he be willing to do so? However, the arrival of the power of time first made his expression change, and then the whistling and rolling of the three-tailed flag made him breathe quickly, and finally the breath of the mastiff came, It was an impact that contained the power of soul-slaying, and it immediately made Ji Jiujiu feel Meng Hao's determination, and he felt a strong life-and-death crisis.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Meng Hao's decision not to kill him was not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to. But if he disobeyed him right now, his life or death might depend on this moment.

He felt Meng Hao's determination and suddenly became entangled in his heart.

While Meng Hao was forcibly collecting the soul blood of the nineteenth ancestor of the Ji family, the war between the Black God Tribe and the Five Poison Tribe in the outside world had reached a fever pitch.

Tianfang Beast is no match for the three totem saint ancestors at all. Even with the presence of parrots and Pi Dong, it is constantly injured. At this moment, its body is roaring and its breath is weak, but it is still roaring to contain the three totem saint ancestors and prevent them from letting them go. Go around yourself.

In mid-air, the Nascent Soul elders of the Wushen tribe turned pale and spurted out blood. Their injuries became more and more serious, and they seemed to be about to run out of fuel at this moment.

There were other tribesmen who also died heavily in this fight. Both sides almost exchanged death for death, and the sound of self-destruction spread in all directions. The same is true for the demon group here. Da Mao was seriously injured, the giant giant also spurted blood, and Gula. Even more pale. Qi is like a gossamer.

At the clan leader's place, the burning was almost reaching its limit. The consumption of vitality at this moment made his whole body full of death energy, but he still tried his best to contain the great priest of the Five Poisons Department.

"Lord Holy Ancestor...we can't hold on any longer..."

"Lord Holy Ancestor, please break the seal quickly!"

"Lord Holy Ancestor..." Zhanzhen called in his heart. Spreading around, it was not a sound, but the will of everyone in the Wushen tribe that merged together.

As this will reverberated, Meng Hao's closed eyes suddenly opened within the bloody seal. A drop of soul blood flew out of the bloody mask and landed in the palm of his hand.

Meng Hao looked a little pale. It was not easy to remove Ji Nineteen's soul blood. If Meng Hao wasn't much stronger now than before, it would probably be difficult to take it out, but even so, he was still as exhausted as if he had been fighting a powerful enemy for several days.

But now was not the time to rest. He raised his right hand and waved, and immediately next to Ji Jiujiu's soul blood, another drop of soul blood appeared. This blood came from the Ji family member who was killed by Meng Hao outside the Rebirth Cave. The genius of the sequence.

Including the soul blood that turned into a bloody seal, there are three drops in total!

Meng Hao took a deep breath, and without hesitation, he made a hand seal with his hands, unfolded the Blood Immortal **, and refined the blood body!

"Melt!" Meng Hao shouted, and the two drops of blood in front of him instantly merged. Then in a flash, they went straight to the surrounding blood barriers and melted together in an instant.

The blood comes from the same source, so it fuses. After the fusion, Meng Hao immediately sat down cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his hands kept making seals. Big beads of sweat flowed on his face. His hands moved faster and faster, one after another. The marks continued to be punched out, and immediately the blood-colored seal began to shrink strangely.

As it contracted, there seemed to be invisible roars that shook the earth, spreading inside and outside the bloody seal, shaking the entire battlefield, causing the faces of the members of the Five Poison Tribes to change drastically, even the three totem saints Ancestors also looked horrified one after another.

It even spread to the ears of the people of the Wushen tribe, refreshing their spirits.

The blood mass formed by the blood-colored seal was strangely distorted and shrinking in the eyes of tens of thousands of people around him. The face of the leader of the Five Poison Tribe changed. The bad thing is that stocks are growing like crazy.

The Lord of the Five Poison Tribes roared low and made seals with his hands, constantly strengthening the seal.

But at this moment, the roaring sound echoed in the sky. The blood mass shrank rapidly from the previous ten feet to only five feet. During this contraction, more than 20,000 blood masses emerged. Faces, these distorted faces, they are all the spirits of the Five Poisons Department integrated into the blood of the sky, and they are the consciousness that controls this blood.

At this moment, in the roar, more than 10,000 faces were forced out in an instant. The blood mass shrank again and became three feet tall. A pure feeling appeared in an instant, which was earth-shattering.

It was at this moment that an extremely terrifying aura erupted from the blood mass. This aura instantly surpassed all the blood bodies that Meng Hao had refined. It shook the earth and made the sky turn red for an instant, as if a monster was about to be born!

The strength of this aura even surpassed that of Zhanling, reaching an indescribable level. It caused everyone's expressions to change drastically, and all the powerful men of the Five Poisons Department to take a breath and look horrified.

They clearly understand that when all the spirits of the Five Poison tribe members in this blood group are forced out, it will mean that this blood is completely outside the control of the Five Poison tribe!

Within this roar, there was even more roaring sound, which spread like thunder in all directions, shaking all the monks on the battlefield, all the demon groups, and the totem ancestors of the Five Poisons Department.

At the moment when their expressions all changed, the roaring sound came out again, and thousands more Five Poison Spirits were forced out.

The breath of terror rises into the sky! ! The color of the sky and the earth changed, storms and clouds swept across the sky, and the world instantly turned into a bloody underworld!

"Don't let this person get out of trouble!" The Lord of the Five Poison Tribe let out a shrill roar, and rushed out, trying his best to stop him. At the high priest's place, despite his injuries, he spat out a mouthful of blood, got rid of the Lord of the Wushen Tribe, and rushed straight to this place. They came, looking shocked and frightened, and stopped them together.

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