I Shall Seal the Heavens

The ghost looked at Meng Hao, and Meng Hao looked at the ghost. They looked at each other, and the ghosts looked hesitant, as if they were confused.

Meng Hao looked normal, but his eyes were on these ghosts, carefully observing their reactions.

Until a moment passed, suddenly, each of these ghosts immediately revealed their overwhelming aura of death, their figures swayed, and they headed straight towards Meng Hao.

Meng Hao frowned and sighed secretly. At the moment when those ghosts came, he raised his right hand and pointed forward. This finger was immediately filled with blood, and endless blood light appeared in an instant. In this blood light, there was an extremely rich color. The vitality whizzed away and came into contact with these ghosts in the blink of an eye.

At the moment they touched each other, a sense of extermination suddenly erupted. This sense was earth-shattering. When it turned into thunder and roared past, all the ghosts' bodies collapsed, shattered into pieces, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

This is the meaning of extinction, which is transformed from the meaning of life after touching the breath of death.

Ten years ago, Meng Hao could not do this. But now, with ten years of understanding, although he still cannot reverse his complete transformation into death energy, this method of turning life into extinction has become more and more effective. Enlightenment.

"These ghosts transformed from the purple sea can detect the vitality in my body, let alone this vast purple sea." Meng Hao shook his head, but in the past ten years, as he continued to realize, from the beginning of his encounter Until those ghosts were discovered instantly, until now, these ghosts would be confused for a moment, which is enough to show Meng Hao's progress.

"This kind of appearance can also prove that the path I chose seems to be correct now." Meng Hao thought thoughtfully. Look up to the sky. Parrot and Pijiang disappeared to nowhere. In the past ten years, they have completely had fun and are very happy.

They often disappear for more than half a year, but considering how dirty Pi Jiang and the parrot are, Meng Hao doesn't worry about their safety. Besides, there are no furry creatures around, so thinking about the parrot and Pi Jiang would be a lie. It won't do much.

Meng Hao thought of this, rested for a few days, and sank into the purple sea again.

But Meng Hao, who was concentrating on his cultivation, didn't know that he had miscalculated regarding Parrot and Pijiang this time...

It is true that there are no furry creatures around, but Motu does... The parrot and Pijiang got tired of seeing the vast ocean around them a few years ago, so they quietly left and flew to Motu.

After they enter the ink soil. A storm immediately set off, and this storm swept across the demon group. One legend after another has been achieved.

Time flies, another ten years.

Meng Hao understood Ziyu,

It has been a full twenty years, and now he can sink about a thousand feet to the bottom of the sea and sit cross-legged in meditation for several months.

The vitality in his body was extremely weak. If it had been anyone else, there would be no life if there was no vitality. But here Meng Hao was different. Although the vitality was weak, the rich death energy made him seem to have turned into a human being. Another life.

This kind of life is similar to those ghosts, but it has flesh and blood and a soul. The reason why Meng Hao has been able to last longer on the seabed in the past ten years is because as his vitality faded, the extinct creatures in the seawater The intention has been reduced to a large extent. For example, for him, the intention of rejection has been significantly weakened.

Another ten years passed until Meng Hao realized the Purple Rain Totem. After half a decade, he was finally able to sink directly to the bottom of the Purple Sea.

Stepping on the land of what was once... the Western Desert!

At the bottom of the sea, Meng Hao felt the presence of indescribable auras of death in all directions. These auras were so strong that wisps of ghosts appeared from time to time in the sea water.

However, when these ghosts saw Meng Hao, they ignored him and passed by him.

The vitality in Meng Hao's body has been suppressed to the extreme, with only a trace left, which hangs on his life. His whole body has long been filled with death energy, making his flesh and blood turn gray, like the color of a corpse.

He sat cross-legged on the bottom of the sea, sitting on the land of the Western Desert, where he stayed year after year.

If you want to understand Zi Yu clearly, you have to become Zi Yu. Only in this way can you realize it. After thirty years of trying, Meng Hao finally succeeded and reluctantly achieved this.

That glimmer of vitality, the fire that keeps him alive, will not be extinguished even if it is filled with endless death energy, making the sense of extinction around him extremely weak.

Meng Hao could finally feel the death within this purple rain.

He didn't move, sat cross-legged, and never left Zihai again until another ten years had passed.

Meng Hao has been in seclusion for forty years in order to understand the water totem. Forty years, for a mortal, is half a lifetime, but for a monk, forty years... It can be said to be short, but it can be said to be long. ...Definitely not long.

In the past forty years, the rain in the Western Desert is no longer pouring, but has shown signs of decreasing. After all, this rain cannot last for ten thousand years. In the records of the Western Desert, this rain is the most frequent, lasting only a hundred years.

But even if the rain stops a hundred years later, the spiritual energy will not recover. The Purple Sea has become a restricted area. Even if the monks can fly in mid-air, the sea water... cannot step into it.

Especially those Western Desert monks who did not have time to step into the black soil. Their large number of deaths caused an extremely large number of ghosts on the Purple Sea. As they whizzed by, once they encountered the living, their resentment would be overwhelming, and they would swoop up and be exterminated. vitality.

But even so, in some respects, these ghosts are also needed by monks. Because they are transformed into death energy, once the seal is captured, some powerful ghosts can be turned into death energy. Spar, this kind of crystal can assist in spiritual practice and stimulate the body's potential.

At the same time, Motu has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past forty years. The only thing that remains unchanged is the status of the Heavenly Alliance, which in Motu has become increasingly unshakable.

However, outside the Heavenly Alliance, six outstanding forces gradually emerged. They were the majority of the spirit-slaying ancestors from back then, and gradually evolved from them.

Only the sixth force is the most special. It is the only huge force that does not have a strong spirit-slaying expert. Its name is the Golden Crow Black Dragon Clan.

This tribe was formed after the fusion of the Wushen Tribe and the Black Dragon Tribe. Mainly the Jinwu tribe. The Black Dragon Department is the auxiliary. The Jinguang Sect was tested and became a powerful ethnic group.

Although there is no spirit-slaying ancestor, the presence of eight hundred thousand demons makes the Golden Crow and Black Dragon Clan still have terrifying strength that cannot be underestimated.

Especially the formation, in the past forty years, has forced many snoopers to give up their thoughts. There are also the existence of thorns and vines, and any invading enemies below the level of Soul Killer will not be able to get in at all.

And with the appearance of Zhanling, even if they can win, the frenzy of the 800,000 monsters is a consequence that any tribe has to consider.

In this way, there is balance, and balance... is the Golden Crow and Black Dragon Clan. A strong foundation for survival.

Not to mention, there is also the growth of the Totem Saint Ancestor. The guardianship of Tianfang Beast makes the Golden Crow and Black Dragon Clan need to pay great attention to any tribe.

Especially what makes the entire Motu a little frightened is that within the group of 800,000 monsters, some strange monsters have gradually appeared that have grown to the level of the Totem Saint Ancestor!

Da Mao, more than thirty years ago, reached the eleventh level and turned into a totem saint! On that day, all the monster groups in Motu sensed the strong monster aura, rolling straight towards the Golden Crow clan from all directions.

Subsequently, the crimson crocodile and the huge lizard also became totem ancestors after more than ten years of separation.

There are crows, green mosquitoes, and all kinds of strange monsters, like mushrooms after a spring rain, constantly transforming to the eleventh level and becoming totems!

They protect the Golden Crow and Black Dragon Clan, making the Golden Crow and Black Dragon Clan well-deserved to become one of the six major forces in Motu besides the Heavenly Alliance!

More than a few decades ago, Parrot and Pi Dong somehow managed to avoid the soul-killing consciousness and returned to the Motu. In the past few years, countless strange monsters have suffered as a result of the rebellion, so that now only Parrot and Pi Dong can survive. As soon as Dong appeared, other than the Golden Crow Black Dragon Clan, the monster groups from other tribes, as soon as they felt the breath, all immediately howled, turned around and ran away.

No matter how Si Long controlled it, there was no mid-air obstruction. Soon, all the monsters around him would escape, leaving only Si Long alone, shivering in mid-air.

Si Long Nemesis, this title, gradually emerged in Motu.

At the same time, in the past forty years, the Southern Territory has also been very wary of Mo Tu. Disciples from various sects in the Southern Territory often enter Mo Tu and come into contact with the six major forces. At least on the surface, everything is peaceful. But in fact, both sides are on guard.

Among them, the one who has the most contact with the Golden Crow Black Dragon Clan... is the Purple Luck Sect!

The reasons for this gradually spread and became known to the monks in the West Desert. Forty years ago, Meng Hao, the totem saint who led the Crow God tribe to rise from the north, along the way, this person... was once a member of Ziyun A disciple of the sect!

He is the master of Danding in the Southern Region and has a great reputation.

When this news first spread, it caused quite a stir. After all, Meng Hao's unification of the Five Elements outside the Mo Sect shocked everyone who witnessed it.

However, with the passage of time, the stories about Meng Hao gradually became the past. After all, for forty years, there was no news from Meng Hao. The only thing that was known was that he entered the depths of the Western Desert, and in this permeated world In the catastrophic Purple Rain Sea, many people believed that Meng Hao had died.

As for why he did not enter Motu, but went to Zihai, it gradually became known to others, because of the Dongtuji family!

The enmity between Meng Hao and the Ji family was already known to everyone.

The land of the Southern Sky has changed a lot in the past forty years. Meng Hao, who is now gradually forgotten, is at the bottom of the Purple Sea, comprehending his will to die. But also on this bottom, far away from Meng Hao, was once the Black God in the northern part of the Western Desert. In the area where the tribe was originally located, there was a young man wearing a black robe, sitting cross-legged in the purple sea, with his eyes opened from time to time, revealing a red light.

If you look carefully, his appearance... is somewhat similar to Meng Hao's, but it's much colder.

He was wearing a black robe, with a bat mark on his eyebrows. His whole body was sitting cross-legged, but it looked like... a black bat!

"The Great Sage guarded the sky, and seven spirits entered randomly and transformed into the seven ancient true spirits... After tens of millions of years, the spiritual mind soared, and the spirit body turned into seven immortal-killing swords. Meng Hao, how can you be so virtuous and capable that you can actually have four of them? !!

The true spirit does not appear, and we, the remnant spirits, are in charge and must take back the spirit body before we can resume the path of the true spirit! "The eyes of the young man in black flashed. There was no eyeball in his left eye. There was just a whirlpool. In the whirlpool, there was a skeleton. The upper body of this skeleton was a human and the lower body was an animal. It was in the holy land of the Crow God Tribe. , the strange skeleton where Meng Hao found the last immortal sword.

But now, this skeleton seems to have given the young man in black the nutrients to strengthen himself. Perhaps it was because of devouring this bone that he... transformed from the appearance of a black bat into a human form! (To be continued...)