I Shall Seal the Heavens

Fireballs flew out one after another and landed on the corpses one by one, making the surrounding area smell of burnt meat even though there was still blood, which was very unpleasant.

Meng Hao took away all the storage bags, smelled the pungent smell, and when he looked at Beihai, he was silent for a moment, then turned and left.

"Zhao Guo can't stay any longer...should leave here." From the appearance of Qu Shuizong and others, Meng Hao had already guessed that the three major sects of Zhao Guo had already known the death of their respective heads and elders. Next, there should be a large number of monks gathering in this mountain range to find the cause of the death of the elders of their sects.

Meng Hao frowned and looked up into the distance. A map of the Southern Territory appeared in his mind. It was clearly outlined in it. After crossing the mountain, he walked across a vast plain and stepped out of the country of Zhao. borders.

"Although this road is close, but the wind is raging here now, so we can't stay here for long." Meng Hao changed his direction, wanting to stay away from the mountain range of the backing sect, and leave Zhao country from other directions.

After making up his mind, Meng Hao galloped immediately, but before he could go far, Meng Hao's eyes shrank suddenly, and his body immediately sank to the ground. He frowned and looked coldly at a huge road about tens of miles away. The light curtain scattered from the sky and turned into pieces of flying snow, covering the continuous mountains outside the Backer Sect and the surrounding area.

Especially in the distant sky, there is a middle-aged man wearing a black robe at this moment. This jade spread out, covered all directions, and sealed this place.

Beside the old man, there were seven or eight condensing monks. These monks looked dignified. From their clothes, Meng Hao recognized that these people were the disciples of the Wind-cold Sect.

"As expected of the three major sects, even though so many foundation-building elders have died, there are still foundation-building monks appearing." Meng Hao's heart sank, this seal also blocked his way out of here, there was no way He left, but before Meng Hao could continue to check, his expression changed immediately, and he stepped back immediately, only to see that the light curtain of flying snow that covered the mountain range where the backer sect was located in all directions vibrated violently at this moment, unexpectedly quickly shrink.

Wherever it passed, the earth, mountains and forests immediately turned into ice, and its speed was so fast that it shrank, and it seemed to go straight to where Meng Hao was. The Flying Snow Seal was not aimed at Meng Hao, but was just a regular change in the process of using the seal itself. This kind of shrinkage would not last, and often Baili's shrinkage would gradually stop.

But Meng Hao is not far away from here, it is within the shrinking range of the seal. At this moment, he has no time to take into account the traces of exposure. The moment the seal is approaching, he immediately flies up with his sword, turning into a Changhong and quickly retreating. , His figure was immediately seen by the monks of the Fengchi sect in the distance.

"This person is..."

"He's Meng Hao, I've seen his portrait before!"

"It's actually Meng Hao. The head teacher and the others are going to look for him. If you capture him, you'll know what happened!" The monks of the Fenghan Sect immediately had bright eyes, showing displeasure.

"You go and catch him. I need a stick of incense to strengthen the seal here." The man who established the foundation of the Fenghan Sect said decisively at this moment. The seal has just been cast by him. Come on, it's hard for Meng Hao to fly.

As soon as the words came out, the seven or eight Fenghanzong monks roared away immediately, and went straight to Meng Hao at full speed.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed brightly, and he slid fast, the snow curtain behind him shrank in all directions, and there were seven or eight Fengchi sect monks chasing him.

galloping,

As the wind and snow light curtain got closer and closer, when it was still ten feet away from Meng Hao's body, it stopped slowly and stopped shrinking. Instead, it became a snow and ice light curtain, covering the surrounding mountains of the Backing Mountain Sect.

But the ice and snow seal is not completely firm, but ripples and distortions appear from time to time. If Meng Hao had the nine layers of condensed energy, he would not be able to see the clues. lasts too long.

"Since you can't go out, you may have to fight a bloody road and climb over this mountain with the fastest speed. Looking at the seal, it shouldn't take long to loosen it. When you cross the mountain range, take advantage of the loose seal. When I leave." Meng Hao gritted his teeth, he knew that this method was a bit reluctant, but now there is no other way to go, the matter of hiding will not last long after all, and it takes the initiative to break the situation.

With a flash of cruelty in his eyes, Meng Hao simply stopped retreating, but stood there, watching the seven or eight Fengchi sect monks approaching quickly.

"A total of eight people, two people on the ninth level of condensing energy, four people on the eighth level of condensing energy, and two people on the seventh level of condensing energy, all of them have flying magic weapons. It seems that the three sects are in a hurry this time. The price." Meng Hao's eyes fell on the man who established the foundation further away. This person is maintaining the formation and cannot move, but as a monk who established the foundation, he is extremely coercive. When Meng Hao looked at him, he was also cold. He looked at Meng Hao coldly.

The moment the eyes of the two met invisibly, the eight Fenghan sect monks rushed into the flying snow light curtain. This seal was strange, outsiders could enter, but not exit.

Almost at the moment when the eight people grinned, Meng Hao moved.

He raised his right hand, and punched forward as he took a step. With this punch, Meng Hao's concentrating and consummate monk suddenly exploded. With the roar, the bodies of the eight people who were walking forward were all stopped, like a gust of wind blowing against their faces, causing the eight The person's complexion changed immediately.

At the same time, Meng Hao stepped down, the flying sword in his hand screamed, and the two wooden swords flew away in an instant, screaming, and the heads of the two disciples at the seventh level of condensate immediately flew up.

"The first breath." Meng Hao counted the time silently in his heart. The foundation-building monk said it was a stick of incense. Regardless of whether it was true or not, Meng Hao would not believe it all. What he asked himself was to kill the eight people within ten breaths. kill.

At this moment, as the wooden sword whizzed, the minds of the remaining six were shaken, and they immediately urged the magic weapon, but Meng Hao turned around and took a step, and his body directly approached an eighth-level Qi Condensation cultivator. He didn't use the magic weapon, but directly hit him with his shoulder.

Boom, the person who was hit by Meng Hao spewed out blood immediately, and his body sunken directly. When Meng Hao backed up, he raised his right hand and waved, a huge fire python nearly twenty feet roared out, and in another The first layer of monks screamed in horror and engulfed it.

"The fourth breath." In four breaths, Meng Hao had already killed four people. At this moment, the minds of the remaining four people were shaken. Meng Hao's attack was so fierce that they had never heard of it before. With Hao's shot, the power of his cultivation spread out, which made the four of them tremble unfathomably.

The expression of the man who built the foundation of the Fenghan sect in the distance changed drastically. Before, Meng Hao's cultivation was only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, but during these few breaths, the other party's cultivation continued to rise.

"The sixth breath." Meng Hao made a tactic with both hands, and the two wooden swords spread light in an instant, sweeping across the two monks at the eighth level of condensed energy, even though they took out their magic weapons to resist, they still screamed and were pierced. Through the heart, the body fell directly to the ground.

Now, only those two cultivators of the ninth level of condensing energy are left. These two are pale, and they have long regretted chasing them. When Meng Hao looked at them coldly, the two cultivators of the ninth level of condensing energy did not The hesitant ones dispersed immediately, fleeing quickly from two different directions.

Meng Hao looked indifferent, he raised his right hand towards one of them and cut the void, a huge wind blade five or six feet in length made a sharp whistling and flew away instantly. At the same time, Meng Hao slapped the storage bag, and the black bow was Hand, pulled away an arrow that roared out like thunder, and went straight to the other person.

"The eighth breath." When Meng Hao opened his mouth indifferently, two roars came out, and the wind blade passed by, and the monk at the ninth level of condensing energy was cut in half immediately, with blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

At the same time, another person's head exploded directly, and was pierced by the arrow of the black bow.

Eight breaths, kill eight people!

Meng Hao didn't even look at the extremely gloomy Foundation Establishment Cultivator standing outside the Flying Snow Light Curtain. He turned expressionlessly and turned into Changhong, and left in a hurry.

He avoided a lot of monks along the way, but this place was sealed, and the range can be explored in a very short time for those monks on the eighth or ninth floor of condensed gas. how long.

Dodged several times, until finally Meng Hao was in mid-air with a fast speed, and soon approached the backer sect. There were ten long rainbows in the sky in the distance, gliding past at an extremely fast speed. Among the ten people, The person in the front is an old man with a gloomy face. Unlike the monks around him, he is not gliding, but is actually stepping into the air.

Qi condensing monks can't do this, only foundation building monks can do this!

"Fang Yezong..." When Meng Hao saw these people, he sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't avoid it after all, even if he was hiding, it would be a matter of time before he was found.

"Meng Hao!" The monks of Fang Yezong, after seeing Meng Hao clearly at this moment, suddenly changed their expressions, especially the old man who established the foundation, his eyes flashed, and he stepped straight towards Meng Hao. .

Meng Hao's eyes were gloomy, as he watched the foundation-building old man step forward, a coercion belonging to the foundation-building cultivators slowly dissipated from him. This coercion was so strong that none of the condensing monks around him dared to move forward. Approaching, retreating one after another, even under this coercion, their cultivation bases will show signs of instability.

This is the prestige of foundation establishment, coming from the air, the aura does not need to be deliberately revealed at this moment, but it is natural, enough to make the mind of the Qi Condensing cultivator tremble.

But Meng Hao is not an ordinary Qi Condensation monk. He is the thirteenth level of Qi Condensation Great Perfection that has never appeared since ancient times. He has spiritual consciousness. Although there is not much, even a trace can make his cultivation base No disorder like others.

His physical body was stronger, his meridians were tougher, and his bones were harder. All of these made Meng Hao stand there, even though facing the strong foundation builder, he still didn't take half a step back.

"It's no wonder that there have been a lot of disturbances in the Zhao country. It turned out that the foundation has been half-stepped, but today, if I say you die, you are already dead." The old man who established the foundation said lightly.

At this moment, behind Meng Hao, a long rainbow whizzed towards him at an extremely fast speed, and inside that long rainbow was the man who built the foundation of the Fenghan sect with murderous intent.

"Since you have stepped into the road of cultivation, you will be boundless between life and death. If I can kill people, others can naturally kill me, but Meng wants to ask, your three sects allow the Shangguan to cultivate and transform the mortals of the three counties, which damages their lifespan. You are not a cultivator, you don’t hurt a monk at all, if you act like this for your own self-interest, this matter is not legally acceptable, and karma will come sooner or later!" Meng Hao spoke slowly, these words, this questioning, he kept in his heart for a long time.

"Dharma? In this world, the strong are the Dharma. If there is a cause and effect, why don't you see retribution?" The old man who built the foundation said calmly, flicking his sleeves.

Meng Hao was silent and looked up at the sky.