I Shall Seal the Heavens

Before leaving, not only Zhou Dekun and Meng Hao were reluctant to leave, but the tribesmen of the two tribes were also silent. When they stared at each other, they no longer had the fighting spirit before, but felt sympathy for each other.

For the Zhan clan, they were better off, but they knew that what was waiting for the Wushen tribe ahead was not only another affiliated tribe of Yuntian, but also the now terrifying southern tribe.

The tribes that can fight their way into the south from the east, west, north and central area are all extremely powerful. They don't have demon spirits, but because of this, they linger in the south near Motu, waiting for the demons to be possessed. The tribe of spirits is coming.

That would be the last chance for their tribe's survival.

Even the clan leader of the Zhan clan had gotten along with the two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from the Wushen tribe to a certain extent. At this moment, when they parted, they felt deep in their hearts.

No one could have predicted in advance that the two tribes would form such a strange relationship six months later.

"Take care!" The people of the Zhan clan clasped their fists one after another.

The people of the Wushen tribe also worshiped.

"Junior brother, if one day you return to the Southern Territory, remember to kowtow to Master on my behalf. When he was in Motu, he accepted me as a disciple. He once told me that my path is no longer in the Southern Territory, but in all directions. ..." Zhou Dekun was silent for a moment, looked at Meng Hao, and sighed.

"I want to return to the Southern Territory. One day, if I, Zhou Dekun, do not die, I must return to the Southern Territory and return to the Dandong lineage..."

"Junior brother, take care along the way. Senior brother can only send you here. In three days, the migratory locust tribe will arrive. Their mission is to kill you..."

"Junior brother. Before leaving. Senior brother can't give you anything else, but I can only give you this..." Zhou Dekun's eyes flashed, he raised his right hand and waved, and immediately flew out ten thousand from his special storage bag. The demon group, each of these demon groups has a certain level of cultivation, after they appear. They roared together with extraordinary momentum.

"These are senior brother's personal demon swarms. I can't control them. In the Western Desert, demon swarms are equal to resources. I'll give them all to you!" When Zhou Dekun spoke, these demon swarms immediately dispersed, but Meng Hao glanced at them and saw that the demon swarms on his body were all scattered. His breath dispersed slightly. Immediately, these monsters were startled and all looked at Meng Hao. There was a low growl, but there was no more commotion.

"Master Zhan Clan, as well as the great priest of Zhan Clan, Zhou will not forget your cooperation during these days, and Zhou will shoulder all the responsibilities this time!

But for now, I still want to borrow the demon swarm from you, and lend your demon swarm to me. After I return to the tribe, I will find a way to return it to you! "Zhou Dekun looked at the Zhan clan.

In the silence of the eight thousand war clan, everyone gradually took out two or three strange monsters, a total of nearly 20,000, and then sent them out.

There was no Si Long among them, there were just different monsters from each of them, and they were of a good level. Meng Hao was a little moved when the 20,000 strange monsters appeared. For the Western Desert tribe, this was a huge fortune. Meng Hao looked at Zhou Dekun.

"Don't refuse, this is the only thing that senior brother can do to help you, Meng Hao...take care!" Zhou Dekun looked at Meng Hao, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly, with the warmth of a family member in his eyes, Meng Hao looked at Zhou Dekun , a warm current filled the heart. After the two stared at each other, they hugged each other hard.

"Take care..." Zhou Dekun turned around and flicked his sleeves. After all the Zhan clan members took a deep look at the Wushen tribe, the three black swords roared in an instant and went straight to the distant world in an instant, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

In mid-air, only the Crow God Tribe and the 30,000 monsters around were left. Meng Hao watched Zhou Dekun go away. For a long time, he took a deep breath. When he turned around, he suppressed the feeling of parting and regained his coldness.

With a wave of his hand, 30,000 demons were put into the storage bag. At this moment, after the consumption of his demons in the past six months and the 50,000 of them becoming food, they were gradually replenished on the way. Now the demons with combat power have completely reached One hundred and fifty thousand!

The spread of 150,000 monster groups is enough to cause a sensation in the entire Western Desert. Even the most powerful groups like the Five Poisons don't have such a large number of monsters. Even if Meng Hao had gone to war with the Five Poisons that year, With these demon swarms, that battle will be a crushing one!

In the entire Western Desert, only those who have most of the spirit-slaying ancestors are able to accumulate such a large number of monsters in the long-term development.

But even so, no Si Long can control a group of 150,000 demons. Even the legendary Great Si Long cannot exceed the number of 100,000.

But here, Meng Hao can control even more!

One hundred and fifty thousand monsters is nothing to him. He does not use his cultivation to control it. He uses the monster energy to influence it. Not to mention one hundred and fifty thousand, even if it is three hundred thousand or five hundred thousand, he can still control it. Control.

At present, Meng Hao, the current Crow God Tribe, has completely risen in this series of battles, in these years of war, and has grown to a level that can shake most of them.

"We have walked more than half of the journey...through the central area of ​​the Western Desert. In front of us is the southern part of the Western Desert, and further ahead is...Motu!" Meng Hao shook his head, and a member of the Crow God Tribe came out. There was a glimmer of persistence in his eyes, and the boat they were on roared and disappeared in an instant.

The roar spread, and the rainbow became empty.

Three days later, from a distance, in Meng Hao's eyes, he saw the junction of the central area of ​​the Western Desert and the southern part. In today's Western Desert, the north had completely turned into a sea more than half a year ago, and the west and east were still there. Even the central area is not immune. At this moment, the land and sea water are spreading, and the lakes are disappearing and merging together.

The plains are no longer visible, the valleys have long been buried under the sea water, the purple rain is pouring into the sky, the submerged land, the sea water is spreading, although it is not deep... but when you look at it, the sea has filled the air.

There are only a few places that are like islands. The extinction of life has made the world thick with death. As for the aura...

Now it is no longer thin, but almost nothing.

The only hope is in the south. The south has the highest terrain and is the only huge area in the Western Desert that is not covered by sea water. But in the southern area, Meng Hao can imagine that the tribes in the Western Desert are everywhere. Yes, it’s almost the same.

But now, the Wushen tribe is no longer at the mercy of others. Their toughness. It has reached a level that can attract the attention and even fear of other tribes.

"This journey. There is still the last half..." Meng Hao took a deep breath. As the boat roared, he was about to approach the border. But at this moment, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly flashed, revealing murderous intent, and he looked up. Sky.

I saw a piece of yellow light in the distance between the sky and the earth, roaring from the south. Before they even got close, there were buzzing sounds spreading in all directions. When I looked at myself, I saw that within the yellow light, there were locusts one by one. These locusts looked ferocious, each one was the size of a palm, and their wings were There are tens of thousands of people fanning, and the roar seems to cover the sky here. Came buzzing.

There are more than 7,000 monks in this locust. Each one of them looked proud and contemptuous as they stepped on the locusts and headed straight for the Crow God Tribe.

"We are waiting for most of Yuntian, the Locust Clan!"

"Wu Shenbu, hand over the demon spirit. I'll give you three breaths to consider how to persuade us not to destroy your clan!" When the voice came out, among the more than 7,000 people, there were 12 old men with expressions on their faces. It was one of them who spoke with cold arrogance.

"One, two..." Almost as soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately heard a cold voice.

But before those three words could be spoken, the members of the Wushen tribe were filled with evil energy. At the same time, Meng Hao looked calm and raised his right hand in a fierce wave.

With this wave, ten thousand, thirty thousand... the demon group roared and appeared directly.

"A small tribe is a small tribe. They dare to take action against most of my Yuntian group. A mere group of 30,000 demons..." One of the twelve old men sneered and sarcastic, but his words were still silent, and he immediately opened his eyes. Big and revealing beyond belief.

Because the number of monsters is not limited to 30,000, but is still increasing... 40,000, 50,000, 60,000...

When they reached 60,000, half of the twelve people had serious expressions on their faces, and half of the tribesmen behind them were breathing rapidly, as if it was foreseeable that if you want to win this war, you have to work hard. Only at some cost.

"Sixty thousand demons, it seems that the main department has underestimated the Crow God tribe. Even so, but..." Among the twelve old men, one in the middle spoke lightly, his expression was as usual, but when he spoke, At the same time, the expressions of all these twelve people changed completely, including the old man who spoke, their eyes widened, showing disbelief, and they took a breath.

Seventy thousand, eighty thousand, ninety thousand, one hundred thousand! !

A hundred thousand monsters, at this moment, shook the earth and roared to the sky. Their roars made the sky and the earth change color, made the wind and clouds roll back, made these seven or eight thousand people, each of them look pale and shocked, and made these twelve old men , all of them were breathing rapidly and their hearts were beating rapidly.

"One hundred thousand demons...all are at level six or above, this...this..."

"It's actually a group of 100,000 monsters. Damn it, how can we fight like this!!"

"This is impossible. Even Da Si Long cannot control a group of 100,000 demons. How can this person do it!!"

But at the moment when all the members of the Migratory Locust clan, including the clan priests and elders, took a breath, their minds were directly bombarded by the changes in the next scene, like invisible sharp arrows, penetrating their minds. , causing an earth-shattering roar and shock.

When the 110,000, 120,000, 130,000... until the demon group of 150,000 were fully revealed in this world, the words "covering the sky and covering the earth" were used. It was impossible to describe the scene in front of me!

They didn't lose their voice anymore, but just stood there, completely stunned, and then they all gasped.

At this moment, the twelve Nascent Soul monks of the Locust Tribe felt their scalps go numb, and a wave of despair enveloped them. One moment, they thought it was just a trivial matter to kill the opponent from above, but the next moment, they suddenly realized , the opponent's strength was completely reversed. It was extremely easy to kill people like him before. This strong contrast immediately made the Locust clan tremble completely.

The huge gap makes it impossible for people to even think about struggling. All the members of the Migratory Locust clan looked pale.

"Migratory Locust Tribe, I'll give you three breaths to consider how to persuade me not to destroy your tribe!" When Meng Hao coldly sent back the other party's words, the 150,000 monsters around him roared and roared. .

Their roars immediately turned into waves of sound, setting off strong winds that swept across the locust tribe, causing all the locusts to scream shrilly and retreat, causing all the tribesmen to dance wildly with their clothes and keep retreating, almost suffocating. , the heart roars——

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