I Shall Seal the Heavens

With one sweep of the sword, the bones withered and the gods perished!

As time passes, like a rainbow wandering away, in an instant, the bodies of the monks who were rolled up by the Qingshan Ancestor withered rapidly, visible to the naked eye, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Their bodies, magic weapons, and everything are here. In an instant, all decay dissipated.

Death simply shocked everyone around him.

They wanted to dodge, but under the cultivation of Qingshan Ancestor, they were like ants, unable to avoid it no matter what. Using their bodies as a barrier and consuming the power of years, Qingshan Ancestor finally had a glimmer of hope in his escape. respite.

"Damn it, damn it!!" The Qingshan Ancestor's face turned pale. He had not experienced that kind of death for many years, and he had not experienced this feeling of being chased for a long time.

The panic in his heart had already filled his mind. At this moment, Meng Hao's second self was chasing after him while he was galloping.

Seeing this sword rolling across the sky, time and years are like rain, covering all directions, the Qingshan ancestor turned pale, his eyes shrank, he slapped the storage bag fiercely, and immediately took out a black horn from it, bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed it. When a mouthful of blood fell on the black horn, the horn immediately squirmed and shattered with a bang, and two centipedes flew out from it!

The two centipedes were completely black, but there was only a white line under the abdomen. As soon as they appeared, the poison spread out instantly, and there was even an indescribable ferocity that spread out directly from their bodies.

"Go!" The ancestor in green shirt looked pale. This was his trump card. He had obtained it in his early years. He even used these two centipedes to sneak attack an injured pseudo-immortal.

As soon as these two centipedes came out, they immediately flew into the clouds and mist. Extremely fast. In an instant, he rushed towards the second deity. As soon as they broke into the time and years, they were stunned.

At the same time as this meal, the Qingshan Patriarch was nervous and had taken out many magic weapons again.

But then, these two thousand-legged centipedes actually started to move. Although the speed was much slower, they moved forward obviously, even faintly. There seemed to be excitement.

Especially the white lines on their abdomens began to spread, as if they could grow over the years, and soon covered half of their bodies, making the two centipedes look black and white.

At the same time, a stronger aura emanated from the two centipedes, making them even more excited. Faster, faintly. It seems like they are swallowing up the power of time.

This scene made Meng Hao, who was in the light curtain, narrow his eyes.

The ancestor in Qingshan was even more surprised.

No longer running away, but with a wave of his hand, all the magic weapons around him immediately emitted precious light and headed straight for Meng Hao's second form.

At the same time, the blue-shirted ancestor's eyes flashed, and he pointed to the sky while making a hand gesture. Immediately, a rumbling thunder descended. When it enveloped the surrounding area, a thunder sword condensed in the sky and headed straight for the second deity.

The second deity snorted coldly and let go of the wooden sword, letting it rotate around on its own, forming a vortex and turning into a storm. The sword energy surged into the sky and time roared.

As for himself, he raised his right hand, and for a moment, there was confusion in his eyes.

But his right hand quickly transformed into a seclusion. In the blink of an eye, a Thousand Hundred Seals seemed to materialize, forming an illusory umbrella in front of him!

This umbrella is completely composed of runes one after another. The moment it appears, it opens violently!

An astonishing breath exploded, and a bright light like the sun appeared on the umbrella, making everyone look as if the umbrella had really become the sun.

This is not Meng Hao's magical power, this is the magical way that exists in the second deity, in the memory of the immortal soul!

"Yi Yang Tian." The vicissitudes of voice, with a coldness, came from the mouth of the second deity. At the moment when this voice echoed, all the magic weapons of Qingshan Patriarch roared, collapsed, and exploded completely, and he himself also In this light and storm, blood spurted out, his body withered a lot again, and his expression was horrified.

"What kind of magical power is this!!"

At the same time, what made him even more desperate was that the two centipedes seemed to have absorbed enough power of time in the river of time. They actually shrank into small balls and floated motionless in the air, facing the old man in green shirt. The ancestor’s call was ignored.

"Damn it!!" The green-shirted ancestor felt even more aggrieved. Suddenly, Meng Hao, who was inside the light curtain, raised his right hand and waved, and the chariot suddenly appeared in front of him. Without any hesitation, he stepped directly into the chariot. The guiding aura of the immortal within him dispersed.

boom!

The chariot disappeared in an instant, and when it appeared, it was so fast that it appeared directly in front of the second self. In front of the two centipede balls, he raised his sleeve with his right hand and flicked it, and put the two centipede balls directly into the storage bag. Inside.

"You!!" The green-shirted ancestor almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the two men in front of him who looked the same but gave off completely different impressions, Meng Hao immediately backed away.

Just as he stepped back, the second deity took a step forward. When he raised his right hand, he pointed forward. The wooden sword immediately buzzed. Then, Meng Hao made the same seal and pointed forward.

The second self was completely controlled by Meng Hao. At this moment, he and the second self controlled the wooden sword. Immediately, the wooden sword buzzed, and in an instant, the surrounding years and time exploded.

Seventy thousand years! !

With the power of 70,000 years, the river of time turned into a sword!

The sword energy was overwhelming and earth-shaking, and it struck the Qingshan Patriarch with a sudden slash.

The ancestor in green clothes shrank his eyes and was about to dodge when suddenly, around him, golden whirlpools of blood demon flesh appeared immediately, and at this moment, the eighth forbidden demon seal also appeared.

They all enveloped him, causing his body to pause for a moment. With this pause, the 70,000-year-old sword fell with a roar.

"No!!" The ancestor in green clothes roared, and he made seals with his hands. An ancient breath suddenly appeared on the seals between his hands. His body withered rapidly at this moment. It was not caused by the whirlpool. The thing that sucked it away was not that it was corroded by the years, but that he forcibly reversed it himself.

Using all his own flesh, bones, meridians, and even all the blood in his entire body, he condenses a magical power.

"A sword!" The green-shirted ancestor roared, and his body collapsed suddenly. With the collapse, his soul was unscathed and rolled back with the storage bag. All parts of the physical body were shattered and condensed together at this moment. It formed a sword with... a bone blade, a flesh and blood hilt, and a sword surrounded by energy and blood!

This sword struck directly at Meng Hao and the second deity's wooden sword of years.

Boom boom boom!

The earth-shaking loud noise shook the battlefield and shocked everyone.

The bone sword shattered, the hilt collapsed, and the energy and blood turned into ripples, sweeping away in all directions. Meng Hao's wooden sword vibrated, buzzed, and rolled back, but was caught by the second deity.

The second self looked pale and took a few steps back. Meng Hao was completely blocked behind the second self, but he still spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"As expected, no one at the top can kill at will." Meng Hao's eyes flashed coldly.

The ground roared, and with the power of collapse, the last layer of light curtain of the Blood Demon Sect could not hold up. At this moment, it was shaken and completely shattered, causing the Blood Demon Sect to be exposed on the battlefield in an instant.

The Qingshan Patriarch's soul also dimmed a lot under this impact. He was galloping backwards with a look of madness and resentment. Since he became the Patriarch, he has never been injured so seriously, forcing him to use his sword. It turns out that the reason for all this is somewhat related to the wooden sword, because many of his powerful spells require the cooperation of the Yi Jian Sect's treasures before they can be used.

"You are all going to die, Meng Hao, and I will take your body away from you!!" The ancestor in blue raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Jin Han, Li Yuanlei, wait no more, I'm going to take action now!" Qingshan Patriarch gritted his teeth, raised his right hand and slapped the storage bag, and immediately a huge statue flew out of the storage bag!

This statue is a thousand feet big and completely black. As soon as it appears, it immediately becomes overwhelming. There seems to be an infinite evil energy surrounding it. Even when it appears, the color of the sky changes, the wind and clouds roll, and a huge vortex appears here. Rumbles appeared around the statue.

A breath of immortality erupted!

This is a fairy treasure!

Li Xian is the trump card of the four forces, and this statue is their last resort!

The red-haired old man of the Jin Han Sect, the third ancestor of the Li family, looked at each other with determination.

The red-haired old man of Jin Hanzong took a deep breath and waved his hand, and a thousand fist-sized stones flew out from his sleeves. Each of these stones was golden. The moment they appeared, the immortal energy suddenly dispersed. These were not The magic weapon is not a spiritual stone, but... an immortal jade! !

Even immortals rarely have immortal jade! !

As soon as these fairy jade flew out, they were immediately attracted by the whirlpool of the statue. They approached and merged into the statue. The statue immediately became powerful and emitted a stronger aura. The evil aura was more than ten times stronger.

The third ancestor of the Li family also had a solemn look on his face. When he spoke, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then he became sluggish and quickly backed away. There were countless golden light spots in his blood. These light spots condensed together and suddenly turned into There are countless threads, but there is one vein as the root.

This is... Immortal Root!

The immortal roots flew into the statue, and after integrating into it, the statue immediately seemed to come to life, its limbs squirmed, and it changed from a statue to a puppet!

At the same time, the green-shirted ancestor flicked his sleeves, and the remnant soul of the six-path ancestor that he had taken away was immediately sent out by him.

But it is no longer led by the soul of the Six Paths Ancestor, but by the Qingshan Ancestor himself, with one hundred thousand remnant souls, turned into a soul river, this soul river goes straight to the statue puppet, and after integrating into it for an instant, the statue The puppet's eyes suddenly glowed.

A breath of immortality erupted completely!

That's immortal!

Although he is not a real immortal, even if he is a fake immortal, he is still called an immortal!

False fairy puppet! !

"Meng Hao, die!!" came the voice of the Qingshan Patriarch from the puppet's mouth!

The puppet's eyes were radiant, and he stood up suddenly. His momentum made the sky roar, the earth trembled, and the immortal aura suddenly broke out.

"General attack, kill everyone in the Blood Demon Sect, leave no one behind, kill them all!!" The puppet's voice was shocking, and the minds of more than 100,000 monks on the earth were shaken, as if their bodies were being controlled, one by one, suddenly, without any hesitation, until He rushed towards the Blood Demon Mountain, which had lost its light barrier. (To be continued...) ()