I Shall Seal the Heavens

In the wooden house in the Shaozong Valley, Meng Hao's second self was sitting cross-legged. His body had no aura exposed before, as if he was dead, like a statue.

But at this moment, the eyes of this second deity suddenly opened. The moment he opened his eyes, there was an astonishing chill in his eyes.

Faintly, a feeling of immortality appeared on his body. His eyes were different from Meng Hao's eyes, as if he was another person, but this body belonged to Meng Hao.

This kind of soul is like a sword, the body is like a scabbard, and the power of the hidden edge is exactly the... essence of the withered flame demon method!

A fluctuation of cultivation level erupted in him at this moment.

As soon as it broke out, it immediately filled the entire Shaozong Valley, but with a breath of Meng Hao's second deity, all the fluctuations in cultivation were rolled back in an instant, and were contained within his body again.

Use the body as the Tao and the soul as the front. This is the hidden front of the great road!

At this moment, all the vegetation in the entire Shaozong Valley withered instantly, as if they had lost their lives, and a cold, terrifying aura faintly surrounded the second deity.

He raised his head, slowly... raised his right hand, and pointed towards the sky outside the valley.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Outside the valley, Meng Hao closed his eyes and relaxed his mind. The wooden sword beside him trembled violently, as if he felt something at this moment, and flew out of the last light curtain in an instant.

The moment it broke out of the light curtain, the wooden sword suddenly burst into bright light. That was... time!

Time is like a river, revealed in it!

One hundred years, one thousand years, five thousand years... ten thousand years!

Ten thousand years of time. It exploded on the wooden sword, forming a distortion of nothingness and a pause in time. Unexpectedly, the invisible sword of questioning... suddenly stopped in mid-air.

It seems. Traveling through the river of time, its moment takes ten thousand years!

This scene immediately shocked all the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, as well as more than 100,000 monks from the outside world. They were also shocked by this scene. All eyes were focused on the wooden sword in an instant.

The Qingshan Patriarch of the Yijian Sect had red eyes. The anger in his heart surged to the sky again. This sword was the most precious treasure of his Yijian Sect.

He had been enshrined by the Yi Sword Sect for many years, but even so, he never thought that this sword actually contained the power of time!

Although there were some signs when the bamboo broke into pieces before, there were more signs immediately after the sword changed hands. He didn't have the heart to think about it, as his mind was filled with frustration and anger.

At this moment, when the time on this wooden sword was clearly felt. The Qingshan Patriarch of the Yijian Sect couldn't suppress his anger. He roared, his cultivation exploded, and he rushed out with peak momentum, coupled with the brief burning of his life span before.

His whole body was like a shooting star and a sharp sword. In a flash, he appeared directly next to the wooden sword. He forced himself against the river of time and raised his right hand. Grabbing the wooden sword.

"Come back!" The green-shirted old man from the Yijian Sect yelled.

But he had almost just stretched out his hand, and before he touched the wooden sword... In the Shaozong Valley, Meng Hao's second self stood up, and when he took a step forward, his figure appeared directly outside the light screen, and appeared Standing next to the wooden sword, he gently raised his hand and grabbed the wooden sword in his hand.

He was dressed in black, had black hair, and had a thin figure. He had the same face as Meng Hao, but he gave the impression that he was not the same person. This second self was as cold as ice. He stood there with an even more mysterious look. His supreme pride seems to despise all sentient beings in the world.

His appearance immediately shocked the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect. They breathed rapidly and stared blankly at the second deity and then at Meng Hao beside them.

More than 100,000 monks from the outside world were also shocked by this scene.

"Clone?" Everyone thought of these two words for a moment.

"Separate yourself and die for me..." The Qingshan Patriarch of Yijian Sect shrank his eyes, and was about to use his magical power as he spoke, but suddenly, his body shook with a sudden shock, his eyes showed disbelief, and even a hint of shock.

Not only was he shocked, but the more than 100,000 monks around him were all shocked!

Even the Blood Demon Sect disciples were completely shocked at this moment!

because……

The moment Meng Hao's second self grasped the wooden sword, his cultivation exploded from his restraint!

The first sword, the second sword, the third sword to kill the spirit... the early stage of questioning!

The roaring sound was earth-shattering. Meng Hao, the second deity, was soaring in cultivation. He reached the middle stage of Dao Dao, the later stage of Dao Dao... until he reached the peak of Dao Dao! !

This scene immediately shocked everyone on the battlefield!

As long as you step into Wendao, you are comparable to an ancestor of the sect, and the peak of Wendao... is the real strong man, the strongest ancestor in the huge sect!

It is even one of the Tao Yun!

At the peak of Wendao, there are no more than ten people in the entire Southern Territory!

Looking at the entire Nantian Star, there are no more than a hundred experts at the peak of Wen Tian!

Anyone who has reached the pinnacle can take a step forward and become a false immortal!

But at this moment, Meng Hao's second self had actually reached the peak of his power. How could this scene not shock and horrify people?

"How can this be!!"

"Welding Peak, this must be Wending Peak. It feels exactly the same as the Ancestor, even...even stronger!!"

"Meng Hao, Meng Hao... no matter what the outcome of this battle is, from now on, there will be a strong man in the Southern Territory, and he is Meng Hao!"

"How did he cultivate the clone? Even the clone is at the peak of asking questions. Then his cultivation level is destined to be at the peak of asking questions sooner or later!" More than 100,000 monks around him immediately started buzzing. They had been beaten by Meng Hao again and again. This change shocked my soul and I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect cheered excitedly.

"Young Master!!"

At the same time, even the blood demon ancestors and others in the sky were shocked by this scene, especially the red-haired ancestor of the Jinhan Sect and the third ancestor of the Li family, whose expressions changed instantly.

"Damn it!! How could this junior have a clone that is at the peak of its power!!"

Li Xian's clone's eyes contracted. She knew that Meng Hao was extraordinary, but at this moment, she was still deeply shocked by Meng Hao. This could be said to be the first time that she was so shocked by Meng Hao that she could not describe it. degree.

The blood demon ancestor's gaze swept across the ground, and a hint of depth flashed in his eyes.

"So what if you ask about the peak? I am also asking about the peak!" A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Qingshan Patriarch of the Yijian Sect. He suppressed the shock in his heart, gritted his teeth, and immediately made a seal with his extended right hand. Suddenly, all around him, In an instant, ten thousand sword lights shot up into the sky.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and tens of thousands of sword lights seemed to turn this place into a world of swords.

As the Qingshan Patriarch pointed his right hand towards Meng Hao's second deity, tens of thousands of sword lights rushed straight towards the second deity in an instant!

The second deity stood in mid-air, with swaying black hair and a cold expression. He held the wooden sword in his right hand and squeezed it fiercely when his eyes flashed.

Immediately the wooden sword vibrated, as if there was a cheering sword cry, and in the blink of an eye, the infinite power of time and time was emitted!

Ten thousand years, twenty thousand years, thirty thousand years...

The power of time exploded, accompanied by the wooden sword's excited sword cry, echoing in all directions. It seemed that for a long time, only at this moment could this wooden sword truly reveal its power.

Not even Meng Hao can do this. Only his second self, with his peak cultivation level, can unleash the true power of this wooden sword.

Forty thousand years, fifty thousand years...

The sky and the earth roared, and the long river of time transformed out of thin air, sweeping in all directions around the second deity. When the earth was shaking, the ten thousand sword lights stopped in an instant, and they could not move forward even half an inch around Meng Hao!

What blocks them is time!

The expression of the Qingshan Patriarch of the Yijian Sect completely changed, and a strong crisis suddenly appeared in his mind. At the same time, the more than 100,000 monks around him were all shocked again.

The red-haired ancestor of the Jin Han Sect in the sky, the third ancestor of the Li family, was also shocked by this scene.

The second self, with black hair and black clothes, is still standing in the air. The sword in his hand has not yet fully exploded!

boom!

Sixty thousand years! !

In the long river of time around here, sixty thousand years of time condensed into a moment, the second deity moved!

He just slashed his sword across the surroundings, and immediately the tens of thousands of sword lights, visible to the naked eye, disappeared in an instant, as if sixty thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye, without even a trace remaining.

"This is impossible!!" The Qingshan Patriarch of the Yijian Sect was horrified to the extreme. He took a breath and quickly retreated. However, he was still lightly touched by the time. Suddenly, his whole body withered rapidly, and he seemed to grow old in the blink of an eye. After more than ten thousand years, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The old man's clothes were rotten, his face was sallow, and the shock in his expression turned into panic.

He felt the threat of death. At that moment, the shadow of death loomed over him.

The second deity holding the wooden sword is astonishingly powerful, at the peak of his powers, and can fight directly!

"Immortal soul, there are fluctuations of the immortal soul in this clone!!" The Qingshan Patriarch of the Yijian Sect quickly retreated and spoke urgently in shock.

Almost at the same time as his words came out, the second deity stepped forward fiercely. Time was like wind and time was like river. When it transformed around him, all living beings decayed wherever it passed.

boom! !

As soon as the sword fell, the old man in green spouted out blood again, and his body withered a lot. His expression was extremely frightened. Seeing the second deity coming again, the old man in blue quickly retreated, and when he waved his hand, tens of thousands of swords suddenly appeared around him. Light roared out, trying to block Meng Hao.

The loud noise echoed, and all these sword lights were destroyed in front of the second deity, unable to exist at all. The second deity raised his right hand, and when he swung the wooden sword for the third time, sixty thousand years of time shot out of the sky.

The sky and the earth roared. The Qingshan Patriarch of the Yijian Sect swayed in crisis and headed straight for the more than 100,000 monks on the earth. As soon as he rushed in, he immediately waved his hands violently, and all the bodies of the monks around him were suddenly controlled by him. Flying up, blocking the wooden sword behind him. (To be continued) ()