I Shall Seal the Heavens

Thousands of faces roared around, but they had no choice but to surrender to Meng Hao. However, their surrender also caused the remaining thousands of monks in the Eight Meridians Alliance to tremble each and every one of them. Under the brand, they all had to kneel down to Meng Hao.

The five Nascent Soul cultivators, including the two old men in the late Nascent Soul stage, were all trembling, unable to control their consciousness, and bowed their heads before Meng Hao.

Totem is the reason why the Western Desert monks are so powerful, and also the reason why the number of peak monks exceeds that of the Southern Region, but at the same time... the Western Desert monks have a fatal weakness, it is also a totem!

If the totem dies, all cultivators who believe in this totem will decline in cultivation. If the totem dies, their tribesmen must also surrender. This is a restriction and a bondage.

The people of the West Desert are monks, but from another aspect, they are also slaves of the totem!

Otherwise, with the number of monks in the Western Desert, they would have swept across the Southern Territory long ago, and they would not have been suppressed by the Southern Territory for so many years.

At this moment, Meng Hao has mastered the magic spear and has taken control of those totem faces. In a certain sense, he has become the saint ancestor of the Eight Meridians Alliance!

"Holy Ancestor!" The members of the Wushen tribe all looked excited and bowed down together. Tens of thousands of monsters around them looked up to the sky and roared. The sound was shocking, the earth shook, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

The surrounding tribes who came in pursuit of demon spirits all changed their expressions at this moment. Their hearts were shaken and they showed strong fear. For Meng Hao, they had witnessed the previous battle with their own eyes, and even saw the Eight Meridians Alliance. surrender, in contrast, the own tribe has no advantage at all.

Meng Hao was in mid-air. Holding a magic gun. Looking at the whirlpool in the sky. The vortex gradually shrank and disappeared. The moment it completely disappeared, a vicissitudes of sound echoed slightly in Meng Hao's mind.

"I'm waiting for you in the ancient world of demons and immortals..."

The wind and clouds in the sky rolled back, and the vortex disappeared in an instant. Returning to normal, this scene could not be seen by outsiders. Only Meng Hao clearly witnessed the entire process of the vortex disappearing.

In the silence, Meng Hao's eyes showed a flash of light, holding the magic gun, he turned his head and looked around.

"You are here for the demon spirits. Fight or not fight!" Meng Hao said calmly. As soon as the words came out, the evil spirits of the members of the Wushen tribe were immediately revealed one by one. The demons roared and drew arrows and crossbows!

"This is a misunderstanding. We are here to kill the Eight Meridians Alliance... Since Taoist Fellow Daoist has conquered the Eight Meridians Alliance, we will resign." The tribal chiefs around here all had their hearts set on their minds. Gu, regarding Meng Hao’s strength here,

They felt like there was a needle in their backs. How could they dare to fight at this moment? After looking at each other, someone immediately spoke quickly.

When one person speaks, others immediately respond. There is a harmonious scene, and the tribe members secretly retreat. It seems that there will be no more wars in this scene, but no one knows whether there will be changes in the next moment.

"Each tribe must leave behind ten thousand demon groups before leaving." Meng Hao glanced at the groups around him, and when he spoke slowly, the black mist from the magic gun in his right hand spread.

His voice came out and fell into the ears of the clan leaders of the surrounding tribes. These people frowned. When they hesitated, a cold snort came from the mouth of a clan clan leader not far away.

"It's a joke, my Luohua tribe is leaving, and no one can stop me." The patriarch of the Luohua tribe was an old woman. As she spoke, she flicked her sleeves and immediately led thousands of tribesmen around her, roaring straight to the rear.

She was confident that her tribe was leaving, and no one here could stop it. Even Meng Hao, who was holding a black magic spear. From the old woman's point of view, although he was powerful, he had gone through that battle without any injuries. At the moment, he was just It's just pretentious.

She thought she had seen through Meng Hao. As for handing over ten thousand monsters, she thought it was a joke. Not only did she not intend to hand it over, but she also made up her mind to spread the news about the monsters after leaving this place. Let's use this news in exchange for some resources from the big tribes.

Meng Hao glanced at the Luohua tribe, his expression was calm, and he took a step forward. Holding the black magic spear in his right hand, he swung it towards the direction of the tribe's departure. The magic spear immediately set off a thunderous roar. It went away in an instant, and as it moved forward, the magic gun emitted billowing mist, and turned into a black cloud in the blink of an eye.

In the mist, faces were roaring ferociously, and they headed straight for the tribe. The expression of the clan leader and the old woman changed, and her eyes shrank, but she still snorted coldly, and with the five Nascent Soul sacrifices around her, the six of them headed straight for the approaching tribe. The black mist went away.

"Break it!" The old woman roared, her cultivation exploded with all her strength, gathering the strength of six people, and blasted towards the black mist.

At this moment, the loud noise was earth-shaking, the roar was overwhelming, and the black mist swept across. The moment it touched the six people, the expressions of the five priests changed drastically, and they immediately spurted out blood. Their bodies were like kites with broken strings, and they were directly killed. The black mist pushed back, but before it could roll out too far, it was swooped up by a large number of ferocious faces in the mist. When the sounds of devouring and chewing came out, there were even screams, which was shocking.

The five sacrifices were completely devoured in just a few breaths. The old woman turned pale and spurted out blood. She kept retreating with a horrified expression. When she retreated to the surroundings of her tribe, she screamed at the sky and pulled out of her storage bag. A piece of tortoise shell was taken out.

When throwing it out, the old woman spurted out a mouthful of blood, which fell on the tortoise shell. Immediately, the armor swelled in the wind, and instantly expanded to several thousand feet. It exuded an ancient aura, and bursts of runes shone. The members of the Luohua tribe and the old woman were enveloped in it.

"Let's see how you break it!" The old woman looked hoarse and spoke hoarsely.

As soon as the tortoise shell came out, the clan leaders and priests of other tribes around them all stared at each other. After recognizing the tortoise shell, they were immediately shocked.

"It has the aura of a totem... This is a protective treasure made from the corpse of the totem saint ancestor. Once unfolded, it will be difficult to break open in a short time, which is enough for their tribe to leave this place calmly!"

"No wonder the Luohua tribe dares to go against the wishes of this terrifying monk. It turns out there is this chapter..."

Just when the powerful tribesmen around them recognized the tortoise shell, the magic gun roared and came straight towards the tortoise shell. The mist arrived first, and the roar echoed, impacting on the tortoise shell. The tortoise shell shone violently, but did not collapse. Those The mist spreads along the tortoise shell.

The old woman in the tortoise shell and the people of the Luohua tribe were relieved when they saw this scene, especially the old woman, who looked proud and sounded out.

"I have this grudge against the Luohua Tribe..." She was just halfway through her words, but before she could finish her words, suddenly, the magic spear in the mist suddenly approached and went straight to the tortoise shell, and touched the tortoise shell in an instant.

At this moment, the roaring sound rose into the sky, the wind and clouds rolled back, the sky and the earth changed color, and a powerful impact suddenly rumbled out from the tortoise shell. The tortoise shell even made a clicking sound, and the magic gun was in between Where they touched, cracks appeared rapidly. In less than three breaths, with a bang, the tortoise shell collapsed and exploded, falling into pieces.

The magic gun roared, carrying endless murderous intent and monstrous black mist, and rushed straight into it. In an instant... it penetrated the old woman's body with a look of shock and disbelief, and penetrated into the Luohua tribe. During the roar, the mist spread violently. , directly covering thousands of Luohua tribesmen. A large number of faces in the mist, with excitement and bloodthirsty, suddenly dispersed, and were about to devour them, but were blocked by an invisible force.

"Surrender or be buried." Meng Hao looked at the remaining thousands of Luohua tribe members inside the collapsed tortoise shell and spoke slowly.

After a brief silence, thousands of people from the Luohua tribe chose to surrender, erased their totems, believed in Meng Hao, and became part of the Crow God Tribe.

At the same time, the clan leaders of other surrounding tribes quickly sent out their own groups of 10,000 demons one by one. They were afraid that Meng Hao would regret it and left quickly. Meng Hao did not stop these tribes who had abided by their agreement.

After fighting all the way, even his forged cold heart was still feeling tired.

As the surrounding tribes left, the tribesmen of the Eight Meridians Alliance became members of the Wushen Tribe in silence, causing the number of tribesmen in the Wushen Tribe to exceed 10,000 again.

At the same time, with the addition of a large number of demon swarms, Meng Hao's demon swarm has reached a number of nearly 150,000!

Such a huge demon group seems to be a lot in number, but in fact many of them are low-level. Even if they absorb the demon energy, they cannot grow up in a short time, and the food of 150,000 demon groups is extremely terrifying. , so within these 150,000 miles, there are only 100,000 people who are truly capable of fighting, and the rest are just food for the monsters.

At the same time, all the items belonging to the Eight Meridians Alliance City became owned by the Wushen Tribe. Three huge flying magic weapons and a large amount of materials made the Wushen Tribe even more powerful.

A few days later, all the members of the Wushen tribe were on the huge flying magic weapon in the shape of a boat. They roared, pushed away the clouds and mist, and rushed away from here, heading south at full speed.

The strength of the Wushen Tribe at this moment has far surpassed that of the five original Wushen Tribes. Although it is still unable to compare with those large tribes, among the medium-sized tribes, the current Wushen Tribe has reached its peak.

And this migration is almost 30% completed at this moment. The remaining road is to shuttle through the central area of ​​the Western Desert until entering the southern part of the Western Desert. When you reach the end, you can step into the black soil!

Parrot here, at Meng Hao's request, began to teach the people of the Crow God Tribe the formation that had given rise to the Golden Light Sect in Motu!

Naturally, the parrot completely agreed with this matter. In fact, it had already taught the formation in a simple way while Meng Hao was not paying attention. At this moment, when Meng Hao proposed it, it immediately became energetic.

"Xiao Haozi, don't worry. The fifth master's dream is that when he steps into Motu, there will be people outside Motu shouting "Xin Wuye", and there will be people inside Motu shouting "Eternal Life", so that my two armies can be like mine. The two wings meet in Motu!" The parrot trembled with excitement, its eyes gleaming——

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