I Shall Seal the Heavens

Throughout the war in the Southern Territory, everything seemed to have calmed down with the end of the sixth battlefield, but everyone clearly understood that this was the brief silence before the storm.

The storm is coming!

And the final battle is about to come!

There are different voices among the monks in the Southern Region regarding the location of the decisive battle. Some are determined to choose the Blood Demon Sect to set up formations and fight against the North. The advantage of this is to save more money. Some time, after all, almost all the monks who can fight in the southern region are around here.

Many people also believe that they have already landed at the place where the third group of Northland monks have landed, and will fight to the death there. In this way, the Northland monks can avoid cholera in the Southern Territory.

In the end, Dan Gui, Ancestor Song, and Ancestor Jin Han all came to a unified idea. For the Southern Territory, time is the most precious right now!

The decisive battle is set at the Blood Demon Sect, which is far away from the Tianhe Sea and not far from the Motu. It is regarded as the border land of the Southern Territory. Although a large area has been surrendered, as long as they do not perish for one day, the Northern Territory will not be considered as occupying the Southern Territory.

In this way, the Northland monks need time to travel after landing from the edge of the Southern Territory. Going back and forth is equivalent to buying more time for the Southern Territory monks.

Following the three people's decision, there were about 200,000 monks in the Southern Territory who could still fight at this moment. With the Blood Demon Sect as the center, they formed defense lines one after another around them.

At the same time, the three Danguis personally took action, obtained countless materials and treasures from various sects in the Southern Region, and arranged large formations. There were ten large formations in total, surrounding the earth, forming a shocking pressure.

The atmosphere was very depressing. Every Southern Region monk was seizing every moment to heal his wounds and regain his energy. The entire place where the decisive battle was held was quiet.

This last battle. Decide the outcome. If you win, the Southern Territory will usher in a long period of peace. After resting and resting, it blooms again in full bloom. will be even more brilliant.

And if it fails...

From then on, the Southern Territory became the land of the Northern Territory. The orthodoxy was taken away, the monks perished, the foundation disappeared, and it was completely ruled by the North Territory. A few years later... perhaps no one will remember the prosperity of this place.

This battle decides everything!

Or give birth. Either die or not surrender.

A few days ago, Meng Hao returned to the place of execution, stepped into the Blood Demon Sect, and silently returned to his Shaozong Valley. There, he sat silently at the place where he held Xu Qing,

Watching the sunrise and sunset, there were no longer two shadows, but only himself.

A head of white hair swaying. A bloody robe was dancing, and when the wind blew, Meng Hao raised his head.

His face was pale. That kind of white, without any blood color, contained a faint morbidity, which formed a sharp contrast with the red of his clothes, but his eyes were deep, as if the darkness had condensed and turned into a dim light.

He was clearly walking there, but it gave people the impression that he was there. The energy and blood were so strong that it seemed to be in his body. There is a terrifying power of blood, and there seems to be countless miserable souls. Surrounding him, countless people, at least more than a hundred thousand, spread out and roared to the sky.

It was as if these people wanted to devour Meng Hao and tear them apart, but they didn't dare. They were imprisoned around Meng Hao for eternity and could not reincarnate.

"Qing'er, how are you now..." Meng Hao murmured and raised his head. There was also a hint of loneliness in his cold eyes, making him look as if his breath was about to die.

The Shaozong Valley where he was located, to outsiders, was full of blood and mystery. The story of Meng Hao devouring the monks' energy and blood to cultivate their souls has long been spread. Most of the monks in the Southern Region knew about it, and most of them even saw it with their own eyes.

For Meng Hao, while they respected him, they also felt fear in their hearts.

On the fifth day after the Southern Territory Army reorganized and set up their formation here...

On the edge of the Southern Territory, close to the Tianhe Sea, the sea water roared, setting off huge waves, as if it was about to rush into the Southern Territory and submerge the Southern Territory. On the sea, the flower bridge on the other side emitted a shocking light, as if a teleportation formation was constantly flashing.

Slowly, one figure after another appeared, and in the end, the figures were densely packed and boundless.

The flower bridge on the other side shook. Among the crowd in the distance, there were two mountain-like giants, but they were obviously more powerful than the second group that appeared before. They were wearing golden armor, and wherever they passed, they were overwhelming.

Surprisingly, it is no longer comparable to killing a spirit, but rather like asking a question!

Even at the early stage of asking, the huge body is still enough to crush monks of the same level, especially the armor on their bodies and the big swords on their backs, which look even more amazing.

In addition to the two giants, behind them, there was a surging aura of death, turning into a green mist. Wherever the mist passed, corpses of dead sea beasts appeared on the sea surface.

In this mist, there are three ten thousand year old ghosts!

This old ghost, every one of them is worthy of asking, wandering in the mist, and sometimes emitting shrill roars, causing wind and clouds to stir in all directions.

In addition to them, there are hundreds of thousands of Northland monks. They are so densely packed on the Flower Bridge on the other side that people will take a breath after seeing it.

The most eye-catching thing is at the very back!

There is an iron prison that is a hundred feet in size. It is pulled by countless iron chains and moves forward slowly. Inside the iron prison is a monkey with red eyes. This monkey's whole body is densely covered with countless runes. It is breathing heavily, inside the cage. like a statue.

At the front of the team, there were three people with overwhelming momentum, floating in the air, looking coldly at the southern land. The one in the middle of these three people was an old man.

This old man has long red hair and a red complexion. He is wearing a white robe. He seems to have an inexplicable pressure on him. There are even countless lightnings swimming around him, forming a...real dragon!

If you look carefully, you will see that it is not a real dragon, but a small cauldron!

This cauldron... if Meng Hao were here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance. It is very similar to his thunder cauldron... except that it is engraved with a dragon surrounded by lightning!

As he stood there, he was clearly radiating peak power, but he felt slightly similar to Meng Hao's pseudo-immortal puppet.

But if you look closely, it's different. It feels older and more vicissitudes of life.

It seems to be an aura between a true immortal and a false immortal.

This old man is the most powerful man in the North, the leader of the Imperial Clan.

The two people beside him, a man and a woman, both looked middle-aged. The man was feminine, with pink eyes, and his body seemed to be light and easy to follow the wind. But inside his eyes, there seemed to be two gods sitting cross-legged, as if they were Like chanting sutras, people can see that there is something extraordinary about this middle-aged man at a glance.

They are both at the peak of asking questions, and they also have an aura that is strangely similar to that of a pseudo-immortal, but different.

And that woman was not beautiful, she had a black birthmark on her face, her face was distorted, and her body was not graceful, but slightly bloated.

But on her body, there was a small red snake, wrapped around her neck, sometimes raising its head and spitting out its core, with cold eyes. If you look carefully, you can see that this little snake has no substantial body, and its body is impressive. It is formed by the condensation of countless remaining souls.

They are the third group of monks in the North, the last group, and the strongest group!

Almost at the moment they approached the edge of the Southern Territory, three long rainbows roared from the Southern Territory, and instantly turned into three peaks of inquiry. They were the three ancestors of the North Territory who had been frightened by Meng Hao and fled.

The addition of the three people immediately made the third batch of the Northland army reach the peak of six people!

There are also two giants and three old ghosts. This kind of power is also the strongest power in the North.

The three people arrived without speaking. Instead, they each took out a jade slip and threw it out. It fell into the hands of the patriarch of the Imperial clan and the two people around him. After looking at each other intently, their expressions remained unchanged, but there was depth in their eyes. .

"Meng Hao..."

"I have received the news from you before, and now it seems that this Meng Hao... is indeed the biggest obstacle for me in the North to take over the Southern Territory!"

"The clone is at the peak, and I can swallow life energy and blood to cultivate my soul..."

"He must be removed. As long as there is no such person on the battlefield, the Southern Territory will be at your fingertips!"

After the six people looked at each other, they immediately communicated with each other. After a moment, their eyes flashed and they all looked at the leader of the Imperial Clan in the middle.

The old man, whose whole body was surrounded by lightning, closed his eyes. When he opened them suddenly after a moment, he spoke for the first time, his voice was hoarse and filled with inexplicable pressure.

"But use clan weapons against him!"

As soon as he spoke, the other five people nodded and stopped talking about the matter. A moment later, the third batch of Northland troops followed the flower bridge on the other side and set foot on the Southern Territory!

The moment he set foot on the southern land, as so many northern monks filled the air with evil spirits, the sky became dark, as if a dark cloud was formed, roaring away in the sky.

The leader of the Imperial Clan, whose whole body was covered with lightning, raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to blast away the sky. He snorted coldly, raised a finger on his right hand, and immediately a bolt of lightning roared away, straight into the sky.

The void was twisted, and a translucent eyeball the size of a fist was immediately bombarded by the lightning in the sky, collapsing and exploding.

"The Southern Territory knows that we are coming, so hurry up and use the fastest speed to fight in one fell swoop!" When the old man spoke, the Northland monks all roared to the sky, and everyone roared and galloped into the distance.

The color of the sky and the earth changes, the wind and clouds roll back, the earth trembles, and murderous intent is coming!

Outside the Blood Demon Sect, Patriarch Song's expression changed, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

"coming!"

"The old man with lightning all over his body should be the leader of the Imperial Clan, the most powerful person in the North. This man's cultivation is really amazing. He discovered my Dark Breath Dharma Eye."

"They will arrive in three days at the latest!"

The eyes of Dan Gui and the ancestor of the Jin Han Sect suddenly flashed. After looking at each other, a deep light appeared in the depths of their eyes. They suppressed all anxiety in their hearts. After taking a deep breath, the two stood up.

"Go ahead and let the decisive battle begin!"

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My computer broke down at noon. I just finished writing and when I was about to upload it, it suddenly crashed... I was so frightened that I couldn't start it up. I broke out in a cold sweat and hurried to fix it. Fortunately, after I finished fixing it, the chapter 783 I wrote was still there... It was a false alarm. Field (to be continued) ()