I Shall Seal the Heavens

"Despicable!!" The expression of the high priest of the Five Poisons Department changed, he stared at Meng Hao, gritted his teeth and spoke, but his body subconsciously retreated. At this moment, he was no longer in the late Nascent Soul stage. When facing Meng Hao, his inner thoughts Fear has taken over most of it.

He had just finished speaking when a whistling sound came from afar. It was the Blood Body. After killing the two totem ancestors, it quickly approached with a desire for blood.

The speed was so fast that if Meng Hao had not been connected with him, he might not have been able to notice it immediately. In the blink of an eye, the blood shadow rushed directly towards the high priest of the Five Poisons Department.

This proud high priest who was outside the Wushen tribe suddenly changed his face at this moment. When he exclaimed, his body immediately exploded with cultivation. He took out all kinds of magical powers and magic weapons, regardless of the obstruction, but it was only a moment. Time, the blood shadow directly penetrated all the magical powers and magic weapons, and fell on the body of the great priest of the Five Poisons Department. Time seemed to stop at this moment. After a pause, the blood shadow passed by in an instant.

When the blood shadow passed through the body of the high priest, the body of the high priest of the Five Poisons Department withered rapidly, visible to the naked eye, and all vitality disappeared, including the Nascent Soul, which also withered in an instant, and the whole person directly became a mummy, and all the blood , not a drop is left.

The mummy fell to the ground. When he landed on the ground, he still maintained the same expression as when he was alive, with fear, shock, and deep regret...

The blood shadow whizzed past in mid-air, heading straight for the battlefield where the tribesmen from both sides were fighting. It rushed towards the tribesmen of the Five Poison Tribe. Wherever it passed, it was like a sea of ​​blood sweeping across them. When they left, they were covered in mummies.

The clan leader of the Five Poison Tribe looked at this scene. He already looked old. At this moment, he looked even more alive, as if he was about to enter the grave.

"In this battle, our Five Poison Tribe has lost." Hearing the shrill screams in his ears, the Five Poison Tribe's Lord felt his heart tingling as he looked at Meng Hao. He cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"I sincerely ask the Totem Saint Ancestor of the Crow God Department to leave a glimmer of hope for the Five Poison Department..."

Meng Hao was silent, and screams continued to be heard from all around. More and more, and after a while, Meng Hao slowly spoke.

"If it is the Black God Tribe that fails, will you agree to my request?" Meng Hao looked at the clan leader of the Five Poison Tribe and said calmly.

The leader of the Five Poisons Tribe is bitter, and he himself understands that this is impossible. If the Five Poisons Tribe wins in the end, then the Wushen Tribe will win. Regardless of whether they are young or old, whether they are monks or ordinary tribesmen, all of them will be killed, cleanly and completely.

This is not a personal grudge. This is a war of ethnic groups. There is no kindness or mercy. There is only one life and one death!

"I understand,

So now...you and I will fight! "The Lord of the Five Poison Tribe took a deep breath and looked up. There was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, but deep in this fighting spirit, there was a desire to die.

"It's worth it for me to die in the hands of the Totem Saint Ancestor of the Wushen Tribe. As the Lord of the Five Poison Tribes, I curse you, the Wushen Tribe... on this road to Motu. You will all die, but at the same time, as a member of the Five Poison Tribe, I curse you... We are both cultivators of the ethnic group in the northern part of the Western Desert... I hope that the Wu Shen tribe... will bloom beyond the glory of the past in the days to come, after all. You are also cultivators of the northern part of the Western Desert!" The Five Poison Tribe Master said lightly, his body In a flash, Meng Hao came straight towards him.

Meng Hao looked at the Lord of the Five Poison Tribes and saw that he wanted to die. He felt a little emotional in his silence, but he did not hesitate in his actions. His eyes flashed with a cold light and he took a step forward.

The two men approached each other in mid-air in an instant, and the roar echoed. All kinds of magical powers continued to unfold from the hands of the Five Poison Tribe Lords, just like the flower of life that when it dies, it wants to bloom with all its life.

In this roar, in this collision of spells, in the roar of magical powers, in the battlefield, the screams of death of the Five Poison tribe members are still continuing, but they are getting fainter, weaker, and less and less. …

Ten breaths later, the Lord of the Five Poison Tribe spurted out blood, looked up to the sky, laughed, and charged again.

Twenty breaths later, the Lord of the Five Poison Tribe, who had lost his arms, was still laughing loudly, and rushed towards Meng Hao with persistence.

Thirty breaths later, with a loud noise that shook the world and a huge fog cloud rising into the sky, Meng Hao slowly took off his blood-red mask. When he turned around, behind him was the body of the clan leader of the Five Poison Tribe. It was torn apart, collapsed and exploded. Before he died, his eyes were confused, but in this confusion, there was relief.

Both body and soul are destroyed!

I don't know if there is some conclusion somewhere. When the Five Poison Tribe Lord died, it was also the moment when the last Five Poison Tribe member on this battlefield was drained of all his blood and vitality by the blood shadow.

The war with the Five Poisons Department is here to end.

But just when Meng Hao relaxed in his heart, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he raised his head in an instant. With a sway, he teleported in front of a member of the Crow God tribe in the distance. He raised his right hand and pressed it forward. .

"Get out!" Meng Hao looked ferocious, and his voice was like spring thunder, shaking the earth and the earth, roaring and whirling, directly in front of him, like exploding the void, setting off layers of ripples, revealing what was hidden within the ripples, roaring from nowhere. , but was blocked by Meng Hao's... bloody figure!

This is the blood body of the Ji clan refined by Meng Hao. He looks exactly like Meng Hao, except that his whole body is filled with blood. When the body appears, he stands in front of Meng Hao. His eyes show evil intentions, but he is still struggling. This thirst for blood made him turn around suddenly after killing the last person of the Five Poisons Department, and follow his instinct to devour all living beings here.

At this moment, the members of the Wushen tribe were breathing rapidly. They woke up from the excitement of the Five Poisons of War, and they retreated rapidly, including the demon groups in the air.

All the tribesmen and monsters were behind Meng Hao in a short period of time. Even the Tianfang Beast was still gasping for breath and quickly retreated. Its instinct made it frightened by the bloody body.

Only Pijiang and Parrot stood on Meng Hao's shoulders with big thorns, looking down at the Ji Clan bloody body in front of Meng Hao.

"This guy is so ugly. He's bald and doesn't even have a hair. Why does he have such a thing? But why does the aura on this guy seem familiar to Mr. Wu? I can't remember..." Parrot commented.

"Hi, hello, hello, I'm your third master, can you tell me, how many can you count? I can count to three..." Pi Jiang looked at Xue's body curiously, and gave him a "friendly" slap. Say hello.

The bloody body stared at Meng Hao, paying no attention to the parrot and Pijiang. A kind of unruliness coming from the depths of the soul and a mark belonging to Meng Hao on the body. At this moment, a strong conflict occurred. In this conflict , it struggled more and more, and roared fiercely at Meng Hao.

Its cultivation level is special. In this blood, one cannot feel the so-called Dan Yuan Ying or Soul Slayer. It seems that there is no cultivation level in it, only a breath. This breath is extremely terrifying and seems to surpass the cultivation level. , has become a kind of terror to all living beings, like a natural enemy.

In particular, the more it absorbs the blood and vitality of the powerful, the more powerful its aura becomes. At this moment, in front of it, if Meng Hao had not personally refined it and added it to the Blood Immortal inheritance, with so many control methods, I am afraid that it would be There will also be instinctive panic.

Meng Hao's heart sank when he saw the low roar of the Ji clan blood body in front of him. It was recorded in the Blood Immortal inheritance that spirits refined with blood had a certain chance of rebellion. Generally speaking, most of them appeared when the Blood God was a Dacheng. , a small number of them appear in blood spirits, but the first level of blood bodies has almost no possibility of rebellion.

But now, this Ji Clan blood body shows signs of rebellion at the level of the blood body. This should be something that even the Blood Immortals did not expect back then.

When this situation occurred, Meng Hao thought of that mysterious drop of Ji's blood.

At this moment, the Ji clan's bloody body's eyes flashed red, and with a low roar, it rushed towards Meng Hao. But the moment it rushed towards him, Meng Hao's eyes instantly glowed red, and even more so in the blood-colored pupils. , a rune mark flashes.

After a few flashes, the bloody body immediately let out a shrill scream and retreated suddenly.

Meng Hao snorted coldly. When he raised his right hand, he immediately made a seal. According to the method in the Blood Immortal inheritance, without any reservation, he activated all the restraining methods that were integrated into the blood body during the refining process.

The sound of screams came out more and more from Xue's body. Its body trembled until after half a stick of incense, the whole body collapsed with a bang and turned into a drop of blood. Only then did Meng Hao put away the mark, raised his right hand, and drew the drop of blood. Take back.

When this blood fell on the palm of Meng Hao's hand, it turned into a wisp of blood-colored silk. The eyeless silk was the core that Meng Hao had chosen to fuse with this Ji Clan blood body.

After taking away the blood body, Meng Hao's expression seemed to be normal, but there was a gloominess in his heart. This blood body was only the first sign of rebellion, and Meng Hao suppressed it and activated all restraint methods. But if it was the second time, Meng Hao vaguely felt that with the previous methods, the chances of success would be much reduced.

In silence, his eyes flashed.

"I will use the method of sacrificing blood spirits to refine this blood body. In this way, the restraint method will be greatly strengthened." Meng Hao made up his mind, led the Crow God tribe and the demon group, organized the battlefield, and took They took away the corpses of the Totem Saint Ancestors, and even took away the aircraft belonging to the Five Poisons Department, and gradually disappeared.

Until they left, far away from the battlefield, on a mountain peak that was about to be submerged by the purple rain, the void distorted, and Zhixiang's figure appeared. She looked at the Wushen tribe in the distance and chuckled.

"Sure enough, I still underestimated this person... I thought that even if he could win, he would have to pay some price, at least one time of Tage Sword Qi was wasted, but I didn't expect that he only spent one time on Qinan.

Then how many times did he have Qinan and how many sword energies? Zhixiang frowned thoughtfully, and after a while, she smiled.

"Well, why are you thinking about this? There are still some years before the ancient world of demons and immortals opens, so why not have a good time on this southern star." Zhixiang smiled, swayed her body, and disappeared.

When she disappeared, Meng Hao, who was walking in front of the Crow God Tribe in the distance, turned back and glanced behind him, his eyes showing a glint.

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Today is the birthday of Fallen (the name is so hard to type...) and Xiangli. I wish these two fellow Taoists a happy birthday~~ ()