I Shall Seal the Heavens

"Use it a maximum of ten times before this treasure can no longer be used." Meng Hao saw the rust marks, which seemed to be corroded. Wherever they passed, the bronze turned into scrap iron.

"It feels like improper use has damaged its nature...huh?" Meng Hao muttered, but after saying this, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

"Improper use?" His eyes flashed, and the doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger. He clearly remembered the scene he saw with the immortal guiding him in Izumo Pavilion.

After thinking for a moment, Meng Hao slapped the bronze chariot with his right hand. Immediately, all the ferocious beasts around the chariot disappeared. The chariot also shrank rapidly, and finally became as big as a palm, falling into Meng Hao's hands.

Meng Hao stood in the air and observed carefully for a moment. He gradually discovered some clues without seeing the First Master.

"Although some of the rune marks engraved on it have some vicissitudes of life, they give me the feeling that they are not integrated with this chariot..."

"Also, the iron chains carved on it are not perfect with the original wall. There is always a feeling that they were added afterward." Meng Hao's eyes flashed and he suddenly closed his right eye. His left eye blinked nine times in a row. The immortal guiding the way suddenly exuded a trace of immortal energy, and when it merged into his eyes, the appearance of the bronze chariot in front of Meng Hao suddenly changed drastically.

This is no longer a chariot, but a group of ferocious beasts entangled together, and these ferocious beasts are entangled with each other. If you look at it from a distance, what you see is a black wing!

Although these wings were blurry, Meng Hao recognized them at a glance. They were the wings of a butterfly!

Meng Hao's mind was shaken. He took a deep breath and increased the circulation of the Immortal Guiding Aura in his body, making the Immortal Qi even more powerful. Concentrate... and look at the butterfly wings.

The moment he looked. Meng Hao's mind suddenly roared. The world he saw was immediately shattered, as if a mirror was shattered, but in this shattering, countless pictures appeared in those mirrors. These pictures flickered past, and Meng Hao couldn't see them all clearly.

But there is a picture. He saw it and remembered it!

It was a place of heaven and earth. In the sky, clouds and mist were rolling, and lightning was roaring. A figure in black was standing on a chariot, looking coldly at the earth.

It seems that he is the sky, and he is the will of that sky.

There was a vortex between his eyebrows. It seemed to be spinning all the time, on his right hand. There is a string of beads, all blank, as if waiting for something to be sealed.

The chariot this figure was in was very similar to the one Meng Hao obtained.

It’s just that there isn’t a single rune on it.

Below, there is an endless ocean. In the center of the ocean, there is a tree, a towering tree. Sitting on the tree is a little boy, looking at the whole world with a smile.

There are nine butterflies flying around, and in the distance, there are countless lives practicing.

It's quiet and peaceful here...

There was a bang in Meng Hao's mind, and all the images in front of him disappeared in an instant. He breathed rapidly, his eyes revealed a strange light, and he glanced at the chariot in his hand.

"That scene..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed rapidly. After a few breaths, he raised his left hand directly, pressed it on the bronze chariot, and slowly tried to erase the runes on the chariot.

There are a total of ninety-nine runes on this battlefield.

Meng Hao's right hand exuded a soft light, but with a sharp edge. He slowly pressed it on the battlefield. After a moment, a rune was erased. Meng Hao's face turned slightly pale. After erasing this rune, it seemed that It was difficult, but in fact Meng Hao consumed a huge amount of cultivation.

When the first rune was erased, the bronze chariot suddenly shook, as if there were faint roars coming from it, as if a giant that had been sleeping for countless years showed a hint of awakening at this moment. signs.

This voice reached Meng Hao's ears, and Meng Hao immediately became energetic.

"These runes and iron chains were indeed added later. If they weren't sealed, they didn't know the correct usage of this battlefield and were trying to control it.

This kind of improper use is the cause of the damage to this tank! Meng Hao took a deep breath and was about to erase the second rune, but then, his hand paused, and his expression showed a trace of suspicion.

"Why can I see that scene? If other people can see it, they will definitely know the difference." Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and after a moment he looked down at his body.

"The Immortal shows the way... the ugly door!" After a while, Meng Hao slowly spoke and murmured.

The reason why he can see the scenes in this chariot and know the correct usage of this battlefield is because of the immortal energy emanating from the Immortal Road.

"Could it be that this is an immortal's treasure?" Meng Hao pondered as he touched the Qingtong battlefield with his left hand again, slowly erasing the second rune.

This bronze chariot's light is more intense, and its roar is clearer.

Then the third, the fourth, but when Meng Hao erased the tenth rune, the bronze chariot swelled with a buzzing sound in Meng Hao's hand, and in the blink of an eye it became ten feet in size.

The light was overflowing and the pressure was astonishing. Even Meng Hao felt the strong intimidation at this moment. He seemed unable to get close to the battlefield and was forced to retreat.

His eyes were shining brightly. At this moment, he was erasing ten runes in a row. His cultivation was exhausted. He closed his eyes for a moment before recovering, but his brows were furrowed.

"The farther back you go, the harder it is to shake the rune." He swayed and was about to go straight to the chariot, but as soon as he got closer, a yellow halo suddenly appeared on the chariot.

As soon as the halo dispersed outward, a crisis suddenly appeared in Meng Hao's mind, and his body instantly retreated. When he exited the halo, the Immortal Path in his body instantly emitted fairy energy. When it barely wandered around in the body, Meng Hao rushed out again.

This time, the yellow halo did not appear. Meng Hao was so fast that he stood on the chariot in the blink of an eye. He did not have much immortal energy in his body and could not last long, so it disappeared now.

Meng Hao touched the handle of the chariot thoughtfully. After resting for a while, he activated his cultivation and entered the chariot. However, like a stone sinking into the sea, the chariot did not respond at all.

Meng Hao stopped cultivating without any hesitation. When the aura of the Immortal guiding the way came out of his body again, it turned into a trace. The moment his right hand touched the chariot, the whole world suddenly roared.

A huge whirlpool appeared in the sky, rumbling and spinning, countless lightning and thunder thundering in all directions, and the surrounding nothingness suddenly violently violent, as if the entire world was about to shatter at this moment.

A feeling that seemed to be integrated with the battlefield, without distinguishing between them, instantly appeared in Meng Hao's mind. In his mind, the black-clothed figure with the swirl between the brows appeared again.

At the same time, the chariot buzzed, and in front, countless phantoms of ferocious beasts appeared, tied by iron chains, roaring silently, running forward, pulling the chariot, and turned into shapes in the sky. A shooting star was created, disappearing instantly at an indescribable speed.

This speed was so fast that as it moved forward, it set off an earth-shattering roar, spread out a layer of yellow ripples, and swept across half of the sky, making the dark night, at this moment, filled with yellow light.

At this moment, in the sea city, in the high tower, the man in black robes, Yanghunsheng, stood up suddenly, with a look of shock on his face. He appeared in mid-air as he took a step, and looked into the distance, his expression changing several times in succession.

"What kind of magic weapon is that?!" He took a breath. In the previous moment, with his cultivation level, he felt a feeling of panic. It is not that he had never experienced this feeling before, but it was when he was facing the inheritance of the ancestors of the sect. It will only appear when the Zongbao comes down.

"Is that an inherited treasure?" Yang Hun Sheng was silent.

Meng Hao was even more horrified at this moment. He just sent out a hint of immortal guidance, and in the blink of an eye, Haicheng disappeared. Although the place where he was was still in the sea, Meng Hao couldn't tell whether this was still the Third Ring Road.

But there is something strange about this sea area. The sea is black and quiet. There is not even a ripple on the sea surface, let alone a wave.

"This... what speed is this!" Meng Hao gasped and looked down at the chariot beneath him, a strange light gradually appearing in his eyes.

"This is a treasure!"

"It's a pity that if you want to use this treasure, you can only use it with immortal power. My cultivation level... I don't recognize this treasure." Meng Hao sighed. The immortal energy in his body can only be released a little at a time, only the immortal can guide it. , this thread can be used to expand the Immortal Eyes, but it is really useless for fighting.

"Immortal Qi... This thing is the treasure of an immortal. Only immortal Qi can move..." While Meng Hao was pondering, his heart suddenly moved, and a strange thought came to his mind.

"Is the aura emitted by the Immortal Guide really the immortal energy? Could it be that... that aura is not the immortal energy at all, but something else..." This thought flashed in Meng Hao's mind before he could continue. Thinking, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at the sea below.

The sea area that was originally calm suddenly started to have ripples. A crocodile with a body of hundreds of feet suddenly came... from a distance.

The crocodile would not have appeared in the sea, but here it appeared. It was all black, with a cold look in its eyes, and its back was covered with countless hideous bumps.

And between the knots, there was a man wearing torn clothes, sitting cross-legged, with the same indifferent expression, looking up... at Meng Hao.

The moment he looked at Meng Hao, the man's eyes revealed bloodlust and murderous intent.

"Monk?" He spoke hoarsely, his voice was hard to hear, and as he spoke, black teeth could be seen in his open mouth. His whole person gave Meng Hao the feeling of being extremely violent.

A spirit-killing aura burst out from him at this moment, and the crocodile under him also raised its head and let out a roar.

With the roar and the dispersion of the spirit-slaying aura, the sea surface immediately became chaotic, with countless styles appearing, and bursts of fishy smell filled the surrounding area.

"This is the Demonic Sea. Now that you're here, don't leave." The man suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed it forward. Immediately, the nothingness around him seemed to solidify, and a huge pressure suddenly came.

"Demon sea?" Meng Hao was startled. (To be continued...) ()