I Shall Seal the Heavens

The purple-robed old man who transformed into a demon had his whole body covered with scales, and even his appearance had changed. His eyes were deeply sunken, his mouth was raised, and when he opened his mouth, a mouth full of fangs was exposed. There was a single horn on the top of his head, emitting a sharp light. Behind him, There is also a tail that twists into nothingness as it twitches.

He was shocked by Meng Hao, but there was no other way at this moment. As he roared, the entire body of this demonic old man burst into flames. Suddenly, in terms of cultivation, he seemed to surpass the other three people who only had their soul left. A storm came straight towards Meng Hao.

As soon as he got close, he raised his hands and violently tore forward.

"Open the sky!" His voice came out, and the roar shook the surroundings. A huge crack was torn in the space, as if a big mouth was about to swallow Meng Hao. But the moment the crack was approaching, Meng Hao glanced at him indifferently.

A glance, a look.

The crack collapsed instantly, and the demonic old man let out a shrill scream. He felt that Meng Hao's gaze, like that of a god, exuded an unbearable pressure that he could not bear. Just a single pressure immediately caused his hands to shatter, and his flesh and blood were shattered. In a blur, his arms exploded instantly.

His eyes turned red. He lowered his head sharply and struck deeply with his horn, as if to break through the pressure of Meng Hao's gaze. Even if he couldn't destroy the opponent, as long as he hurt Meng Hao, it would still be worth it.

But at the moment when the horn came, Meng Hao raised his right hand and grabbed the horn. His expression was calm, as if he had seen the sad figure of the southern monk who was killed by the demonic old man in the past scene. He was silent. With a hard break, there was a click, and the corner broke into pieces.

The old man screamed, his tail whirred, and he suddenly swept towards him, but before he could get close, his body exploded with a bang. Fear was like a tide, completely submerging him in it, and his soul was filled with extreme panic. He ran away and looked at Meng Hao while trembling. There were only two words in his mind!

"Invincible..."

The earth monks all took a breath, and everyone around them opened their eyes wide and showed shock.

At the peak of the five great questions in the North, the bodies of the four people collapsed, leaving only their souls. This was because Meng Hao didn't kill them for some unknown reason. Otherwise, if he had wanted to, he would have killed four people in that moment!

Take your time and be invincible! !

Only the most powerful man in the North, the leader of the Imperial Clan who had transformed into the Ancient Thunder Dragon, was roaring to the sky, filled with grief, anger, and despair. Even...with the intention of dying, he rushed out crazily.

"Death, death!" He roared, causing thunder from heaven and earth to come. It makes this place seem to have turned into a thunder pond,

And he is the dragon of the thunder pool, carrying the thunder of the nine heavens, and wants to die together with Meng Hao!

Meng Hao was in mid-air, the nothingness behind him was distorted, the sky above his head roared, and the earth beneath his feet shook. At this moment, the world became Meng Hao's foil.

The immortal energy in his body is getting stronger and stronger. The moment he stood up completely, it exploded. Meng Hao's whole body shone brightly, and she calmly looked at the approaching leader of the Imperial Clan. Behind Meng Hao, at this moment, everything in the world seemed to have condensed into... a giant!

This giant looks exactly like him, but is indescribably tall. His head can touch the sky and his feet can touch the ground. His whole body exudes amazing pressure. Just the pressure makes the earth tremble and countless monks on the ground. , his mind was horrified, his cultivation seemed to be completely suppressed in front of Meng Hao.

Faintly, the rules of the world were surrounding Meng Hao's Dharma. Outside the huge whirlpool in the sky, starlight also descended from the distant starry sky. Meng Hao was bathed in the starlight and filled with an extraordinary feeling. Refined momentum.

As if he were a supreme being!

This huge figure looks similar to the illusory shadow formed behind the cultivator when he casts a spell, but it is completely different. The illusory shadow of the cultivator was created by magic, transforming the once powerful existence into the world. , and the giant behind Meng Hao is a projection of his body!

One is illusion and the other is projection. Although both are imaginary, the gap and level are worlds apart!

Even if one day, Meng Hao is powerful enough, then when someone gains his recognition and reads his name, his figure will appear behind him!

This is the fundamental difference!

And this figure has a name, it's called...

Dharma!

"Dharma image!!"

"He...he actually showed up!"

"The dharma that only immortals can appear has actually appeared in him!!"

The moment the Dharma form appeared behind Meng Hao, the heaven and earth roared, and the entire southern world was shocked!

All the people in the North, West Desert, and South Territory were breathing rapidly. At this moment, in the Eastern Land, waves of unbelievable exclamations came from the ancient sects.

"As soon as I asked, my cultivation could not be seen. According to legend, this would only appear when the physical body and cultivation were in the realm of questioning at the same time!! This person... Could this person also ask in the physical body? This is impossible! !”

"Immortal energy, he actually has immortal energy on his body. This is not the aura of a fake immortal, this is the aura of a true immortal, a real immortal!! He has not yet entered the vast fairyland, but he actually has such an aura on his body!"

"On the road to true immortality for ten thousand years, could it be that he is the only true immortal in our southern land in this life!!"

"He actually gave birth to Dharma. This... this is the legendary magical power that only immortals can condense. It contains 50% of the power of a true immortal. This child... this child is already a half-step true immortal!! Except for the Ji family and a few mysterious beings, no one can suppress it in the southern world!"

When all the major sects in the Eastern Territory were in shock, Meng Hao stood there in the sky of the battlefield in the Southern Territory. His expression was calm, and there was no trace of violence in his whole temperament. Instead, he was like an ordinary scholar, wearing a long blue gown. Even the hair is no longer white and has returned to black hair.

His eyes were very bright, and the giant figure behind him exuded overwhelming pressure. This pressure was so strong that even breathing felt oppressive.

The second deity on the other side, with demonic flames all over his body, extremely cold, with evil intent in his anger, looked at the world with cold eyes.

"Death!!" roared out, and the leader of the Imperial Clan tried his best to transform into an ancient thunder dragon, approaching to strike.

Facing the approaching leader of the Imperial Clan, Meng Hao raised his right hand and pointed forward.

With this finger, the Dharma image behind him also raised his hand, and suddenly with a finger, it seemed to replace the sky and turn into a huge island. During the roar, it fell down in an instant and met the ancient thunder dragon.

With a loud bang, the ancient thunder dragon collapsed, and the imperial clan leader inside spurted out blood, with an expression of shock and disbelief. His body kicked back a hundred feet continuously, and seven or eight mouthfuls of blood spurted out in the middle, and his body suddenly malaise.

"You..." The leader of the Imperial Clan turned pale. Meng Hao was so powerful that just one finger immediately caused serious injuries to him. Especially when Meng Hao's gaze swept across him at this moment, his heart immediately trembled and he felt a strong sense of helplessness. The described pressure came with a roar like rolling thunder.

"This little cauldron is destined to me." Meng Hao looked a little shy. He pointed with his right hand, and the thunder cauldron in front of the Imperial Clan leader flew out and landed on Meng Hao's palm.

The leader of the Imperial Clan turned pale again and spat out another mouthful of blood. His body suddenly became old, and his eyes showed despair. The other Beidi Peaks behind him were all trembling, and they looked at Meng Hao with fear.

Meng Hao glanced at them, and when he looked at them, the minds of all these people were roaring, and their spirits seemed to be about to collapse.

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoists in the Western Desert, for this kindness... I will never forget it from generation to generation in the Southern Territory!" Meng Hao withdrew his gaze, looked at the people in the Western Desert and the Duannan guards, cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

All the Duannan guards immediately bowed respectfully to Meng Hao in return. The same goes for the Ximo monks. Meng Hao's toughness, coupled with the past events, made Ximo regard Meng Hao as one of his own. .

"This battle is over." Meng Hao glanced at the Northland monks on the ground.

"There is no point in killing more. You have no way to go home. From now on, you can stay in the Southern Territory and pay the price for your invasion. I will grant you and other cultivation powers, life after life, and the cultivation of Nascent Soul will not be born in your blood." You have entered the path of cultivation, and from now on... you are sinners." Meng Hao spoke calmly, and immediately the heaven and earth thundered when he spoke. The words "sinners" immediately shook the world, and were branded on every cultivator in the North. In your heart and mind, it exists forever from generation to generation.

At this moment, among the more than 100,000 Northland monks, all the Nascent Soul monks trembled, the Nascent Soul shattered on its own, and all their cultivation levels fell. In the blink of an eye, there was no one whose cultivation remained in the Nascent Soul!

"And you wait... the Southern Territory broke up after this battle. The monks died heavily and their spiritual energy was thin. This is the foundation for our future monks in the Southern Territory. I will suppress the five of you for life after life, absorb the power of your souls, and feed back the spiritual energy of the Southern Territory!" Meng Hao raised his right hand when he spoke, and immediately the ninth mountain on the earth, which had never collapsed, suddenly lifted up, revealing the woman below who was spurting out blood and whose life was hanging by a thread.

And this mountain also headed straight towards the Northland asking five people.

"This mountain will be called Bei Sin Mountain from now on!"

At this moment, in the illusory space of the Ji family, the young ancestor who lost his arms took a deep breath, with regret in his eyes, and shook his head.

"The Fang family...the son of Tianjiao, with 50% of the power of a true immortal, half a step of true immortality...that mark...should be that mark." As he murmured, something suddenly occurred to him, and a strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes. , a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, I suddenly remembered that before this, there was a peerless genius named Fang Wei on the Dongsheng Star, the main line of the Fang family. I wonder what would happen if these two people met."

At the same time, in the Dongtu Tanglou, the couple looked excited. After looking at each other, they held each other's hands and walked out in an instant.

"It's time to meet..."

"We have been waiting for this day for a long time..."

"Seven-year-old calamity, seven-year-old calamity, my son will survive this calamity, from now on he will leap across the sea and sky, and he will be a dragon among men!"

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Third update~~~No...no fourth update...(To be continued)

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