I Shall Seal the Heavens

Meng Hao had just stepped back when sounds came from all around, when a cold snort suddenly echoed not far away. .

"Mr. Song saw the clues last night, but although you are fake, the ghost behind you is real. Today...Mr. Song will kill you to let you know that you can fool anyone!"

As he spoke, Song Luodan of the Song family had a scar on his forehead that spread directly to his neck. Flame runes were shining all over his body. A fire crow was on his shoulder. He stared at Meng Hao coldly. As he walked out, there was a wave of questioning. The momentum of Dao Peak exploded. This was not an ordinary Dao Peak, but a transcendence.

He was even more powerful than the leader of the Imperial Clan, and even he was filled with immortality. During his questioning, he had developed a combat power comparable to that of a pseudo-immortal.

Behind him, followed an old man. This old man was skinny, skinny, and expressionless, but there was indifference in his eyes. He gave people an even more terrifying feeling, as if he contained a powerful immortal in his body. Once dispersed, If opened, Meng Hao can be suppressed directly.

It seemed that there were multiple veins in his body that were open, but they were obviously blocked. What he could exert at this moment was comparable to that of a pseudo-immortal.

Pseudo-immortal is the highest state allowed by Meng Hao's father.

Almost at the moment when Song Luodan approached, Meng Hao suddenly turned around in mid-air and looked at Song Luodan and the old man behind him. Meng Hao's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

That injection just now was extremely sinister.

"I'm here to kill you!" As soon as Meng Hao spoke, he transformed into a roc as he took a step forward, approaching Song Luodan in an instant. The roc shook the sky, roared and echoed, and in the blink of an eye he had dueled with Song Luodan hundreds of times in mid-air.

The flames filled the air, and the sea of ​​fire spread out from Song Luodan's body, forming the shadow of a fire crow. Overwhelming. He and Meng Hao suddenly fought together in mid-air.

The two took action. It looked like it was in mid-air, but in reality Meng Hao never left the temple gate. As for other locations, if someone broke in, Meng Hao would ignore it. He remembered how he felt at the beginning, if someone didn't step in from the main entrance. It will definitely not be a good death.

The roar echoed, Zhao Yifan and others stopped and looked at the battle. Others around them were also witnessing it.

"This person is extremely impressive. He and Fan Dong'er fought before. Although they were at a disadvantage, they were not in trouble. Now he is fighting Song Luodan... I don't know who will win between them!"

"It must be Song Luodan. He can fight with Taihang Sword Pool Zhao Yifan at full strength. Although there are rumors of failure, this can also explain. How powerful he is!"

The heaven and earth fluctuate, thousands of lights shine, Song Luodan in the sea of ​​fire,

As if the Fire Immortal had descended, he looked calm and intimidated. He suddenly raised his body, put his right foot on top, and kicked Meng Hao down hard.

"die!"

This kick opened a sea of ​​fire, which exploded in mid-air and turned into a huge fire crow, as if it wanted to tear open the space, covering all directions around Meng Hao, sealing everything, and falling with a roar as if the power of heaven had been condensed.

At the same time, the old man who was always following him as a protector sneered. He raised his right hand and waved, and a rotten needle appeared again, heading straight for Meng Hao. The moment the needle came, murderous intent flashed in Meng Hao's eyes.

He raised his right hand while snorting coldly, and pointed towards the approaching Song Luodan. Suddenly, the blood demon vortex appeared with a rumble. As soon as the vortex was formed, it was like a dragon sucking water. In the blink of an eye, all the sea of ​​fire was rolled into a storm. , directly inhaled into it, the sea of ​​​​fire disappeared in the blink of an eye, revealing Song Luo Dan inside.

Song Luodan's expression changed drastically, and he looked even more shocked. At this moment, his right foot withered rapidly. He roared fiercely, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and made his body retreat violently. Unexpectedly... at this critical moment, He escaped from the blood demon whirlpool. When he stepped back, his face was a little pale, and when he looked at Meng Hao, he was not only shocked, but also filled with murderous intent.

Everyone around was shocked. In the crowd, Zhixiang opened her eyes wide and breathed quickly. She vaguely felt that this whirlpool magical power was very similar to a legendary and lost Taoist method recorded in the sect.

Zhao Yifan's eyes from Taihang Sword Pool suddenly revealed a bright light, with the fire of war igniting in his pupils. Li Ling'er from Beilu Star's Li family also took a breath, his expression changed, and when he looked at Meng Hao, he became dignified.

Just now, the four of them had not exerted their full strength, so they just felt that Meng Hao was able to escape. They just felt that this person was not simple, and they did not attach much importance to him now.

Ji Yin's whole body was surrounded by cause and effect, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he must be frightened right now.

As for Fan Dong'er, her eyes were strangely bright and her expression was calm. Her whole person seemed to be full of holiness, and she seemed to be repelling people thousands of miles away. However, the beauty in her eyebrows was enough to make everyone's hearts flutter and make them unable to move. He held her in his arms, and from then on he became a husband and raised his children.

What Meng Hao hates is not Song Luodan, but the old man next to him. This man plotted twice with poisonous needles. When Meng Hao raised his left hand, he grabbed it with his big hand toward nothingness. Immediately, his hand seemed infinitely huge, as if he was trying to reach for the stars. , directly took the needle in his hand.

Meng Hao had only scratched the surface of this star-picking method. If he could fully understand it and cultivated enough, he would definitely be able to pick a star directly from the sky when he raised his hand!

The moment he took the rotten needle, Meng Hao swayed and walked straight towards the old man. The old man sneered and walked towards Meng Hao without retreating.

"I don't know whether to live or die, I will help you!"

"Old man!" Meng Hao shouted, and his body instantly transformed into a roc. When he appeared, the old man waved his hand, and a gray aura suddenly dispersed, containing immortal energy.

"Suppression!"

"I suppressed you!" Meng Hao's cultivation suddenly spread out, and his immortal energy roared along with it, spreading fiercely from his body. The moment it spread out, the expressions of everyone around him changed.

The invisible confrontation of the immortal energy caused a loud roar, and the old man's expression changed.

"Which sect are you from?"

Meng Hao said nothing. When the immortal energy dispersed, he made a seal with his right hand and immediately pressed it forward. Immediately, the ninth mountain roared out and suppressed it.

"If you don't tell me, don't blame me for letting you be destroyed physically and mentally!" The old man snorted coldly, and the Dharma Appearance suddenly appeared behind him. It was a huge statue of a coercive middle-aged man. As soon as the Dharma Appearance appeared, the sky was in chaos, and the sun was in chaos. The moon trembles.

In an instant, Meng Hao and the old man were confronting each other in mid-air. Meng Hao let out a low roar, and immediately behind him, the Dharma Appearance suddenly appeared. The power of a half-step true immortal burst out, forming a wave of suppression, causing the old man's expression to change. When he was about to retreat and use other spells, Meng Hao's eyes flashed with murderous intent. With a wave of his left hand, seven or eight black-skinned elixirs flew out. The moment they touched the old man, they exploded with a roar.

The old man spurted out blood, his face changed drastically, and his body was seriously injured. He was about to retreat, but Meng Hao was so fast that in an instant, he used the Star Picking Technique with his right hand and suddenly fell towards the old man. The old man roared, and when he raised his right hand, there seemed to be something in the palm of his hand. The sun, moon and stars were in direct contact with Meng Hao.

The old man let out a shrill roar, and Meng Hao spurted out blood. As he stomped back, the thunder cauldron in his hand swam with lightning and disappeared in an instant. Fan Dong'er, who was about to step into the temple gate while Meng Hao was fighting, directly Changed position.

When he appeared, Meng Hao was standing in front of the temple door, with blood at the corner of his mouth. His figure was upright, as if it could support the heaven and earth. When he raised his head, he stepped on the ground, and the ground immediately roared. Meng Hao raised his right hand and turned into a claw towards the front, fiercely. and passed by.

Immediately, three claw marks appeared in an instant, like an ancient ferocious beast waking up and waving its claws towards the heaven and earth, and the Dharma behind him did the same.

An impact was immediately launched, blocking Li Ling'er and Fang Donghan from the Fang family who were about to rush.

When the roar reverberated, Song Luodan's protector let out a shrill roar in mid-air. On his right hand, there was a needle. He had recognized the needle that was going to kill Meng Hao before!

This needle emanates decay, and the old man is also decayed.

"No!!" He looked horrified, his face was rotten to the naked eye, and seemed to have turned into fly ash. His heart was filled with fear. Although this needle was poisonous, he knew that the power was not so fast, but at the moment, this The needle seemed to be contaminated with other scents, unexpectedly.

As his screams echoed, and as everyone around him breathed in, the old man's body collapsed in mid-air, without flesh and blood, and turned into ashes...

For a moment, everything was quiet.

This old man is not an ordinary person. He is the protector of Song Luodan, a strong man of the Song family. He has cultivated into the fairyland and has opened dozens of veins. But now... he died here, in a spiritual realm. In the hands of monks.

Even though it was an accident, even though it was accidental, even though it was a self-proclaimed premise, no matter what...he was dead!

Died at the hands of Meng Hao!

"Song Luodan's protector...is dead?"

"He...he actually killed a protector!"

"Who is this person? He is definitely not an unknown person. He cannot be from this southern land. He must be the genius of some sect outside!"

"But he looks strange, I've never seen him before..."

When the people around her buzzed, Zhixiang opened her eyes wide and showed shock. Her cultivation was originally in the fairy realm, but after possessing the demon fairy body, in order to obtain a stronger future, she suppressed her cultivation and re-cultivated in the spiritual realm. She had gained much more strength than she had in the spiritual realm, but even so, she had no confidence in killing a fake immortal!

"Who are you!" Zhao Yifan looked at Meng Hao and suddenly spoke.

Ji Yin also seemed to be looking at Meng Hao, Li Ling'er, Wang Mu, who had never made a move, and the geniuses of other sect families around him, including Tai Yangzi, all looked at Meng Hao at this moment.

Even Song Luodan took a breath. The death of the protector frightened him, and at the same time, he had an even stronger murderous intention towards Meng Hao.

"Brother Dao, who are you? Can you tell us?" Fan Dong'er was in mid-air, having been replaced by Meng Hao before. She was very angry in her heart, but her expression didn't reveal anything and she spoke calmly.

Meng Hao looked at these geniuses and admitted that these people were indeed very strong, but Meng Hao's heart was filled with fighting spirit and expectation.

He looked forward to how magnificent it would be when he stepped into the world belonging to these geniuses after leaving the Southern Land.

"My name is Meng Hao!" Meng Hao said calmly, and said his name in front of the geniuses of the entire Ninth Mountain. A name that was destined to spread throughout the world and be known to many people after this war! (To be continued...)

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