I Shall Seal the Heavens

It is impossible to count how many such green beards there are. They are so fast that they approach Meng Hao within thirty feet in an instant, and they are about to penetrate. At this moment, the mastiff roared and jumped up. At this moment, the five-foot-sized body directly enveloped Meng Hao. There was a loud bang, which directly surpassed the thunder and shook the whole world. A blood-colored light curtain suddenly emanated from the mastiff, and when it touched the approaching beards, it made continuous vibrations. It wasn't until more than ten breaths passed that the beards shattered and turned into green mist. The mastiff looked tired, but still roared towards the ground. When he moved away, Meng Hao walked out unscathed. He patted the mastiff's head, and walked straight to the ancient temple in front of him. One person and one dog approached in a blink of an eye, but at the moment when they approached the ancient temple for about two hundred feet, the green mist formed by the shattered beards came quickly at this moment. The speed seemed to move, and they gathered together in front of Meng Hao in the blink of an eye, turning into a huge fog group with a size of fifty feet. The mist rolled and spread with a bang, forming a huge green head! The head was illusory, the eyes glistened, and he opened his mouth and spat out, suddenly a mist flew out, and a large number of mist horses appeared in the mist during the tumbling, the sky and the earth shook while running, and they went straight to Meng Hao and the mastiff. Almost at the moment when they came, Meng Hao narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand and quickly swiped across in front of him, outlining a mark that outsiders could not see but emerged in Meng Hao's heart, and pressed his palm on the mastiff. The moment the imprint fell, a red light suddenly spread from the mastiff's body. The red light contained cold air, and wherever it passed, the world was frozen, and the rolling fog, together with the fog horse inside, were all frozen! The arms of the earth, the face, the silt, all of it. If Meng Hao couldn't get the inheritance of this technique, even if it wasn't erased after he went out, he couldn't use it because there was no blood god around him. However, he was once inherited the eighth taboo of the demon seal. This kind of sealing method has similarities, so it is very powerful to use it in his hands, and even if there is no blood god by his side, Meng Hao also feels that it is not impossible to develop after his own deep research. At this moment, as the red glow swept across his surroundings, everything was frozen, Meng Hao roared forward, bypassed the huge head in an instant, and headed straight for the half-open gate below the ancient temple with the mastiff. Seeing that he was approaching, suddenly, a life-or-death crisis emerged in Meng Hao's heart, and the one who reacted faster was the mastiff. It trembled at this moment, bit Meng Hao's clothes, and was about to drag him back. With a bang, a huge sword with a width of several feet, just in front of Meng Hao, suddenly appeared from the sky in front of Meng Hao and stabbed directly. This great sword is exactly the sword that hangs in the air with the left hand of the statue outside the ancient temple! At the moment when the big sword fell, the shock from it landed on Meng Hao's body, causing Meng Hao to spurt out blood, his face was pale, and he was dragged back by the mastiff. At the same time, while Meng Hao was retreating, the huge statue seemed to be resurrected. It slowly lowered its head in the air, and its eyes fell on Meng Hao. An indescribable pressure instantly enveloped Meng Hao's body. Immediately, Meng Hao felt a cold feeling all over his body, as if his eyes swept across his body, as if he could see through all his secrets. Even at this moment, the arms in the silt of the earth were no longer stretched out, but retracted into the silt one after another, as if they were extremely afraid of the statue, and even the green fog head in the midair was bowing their heads now, as if they were paying respects to the statue. The lightning and thunder from the sky descended more intensely at this moment, and all fell on the statue, as if the entire sky was about to smash the statue to pieces at this moment. The mastiff next to Meng Hao trembled even more, and lay down there, as if the existence of the statue was an irresistible will to life for it. "The endless years of thunder and calamity have come,

Even in this battle, even if he knows that I am not him, do you still want to destroy me physically and spiritually... Get out of here! "The raised right hand of the statue pinched suddenly, and there was a loud bang. At this moment, all the lightning, like the right hand of the statue became a black hole that devoured everything, and condensed uncontrollably like trembling. With that pinch, it collapsed into countless arcs of electric light in the roar. The sky... At this moment, there was no lightning at all. The same is true for the mastiff, as if the will of the statue is the supremacy that it cannot resist anyway. "The Dao platform does not meet the inheritance requirements. You... are not eligible for the inheritance of the blood fairy. I want you to go through five battles, your will will not be destroyed, and you will not get out!" The statue looked at Meng Hao coldly. When he opened his mouth, the sky and the earth boomed. Meng Hao spat out blood again, and he stepped back hundreds of feet, and a huge gate of light appeared behind him. "And you..." The statue lowered its head, and its eyes fell coldly on the trembling mastiff. When the statue opened its mouth, the sword in its left hand was raised slowly, and it was about to slash at the trembling mastiff. Meng Hao's eyes were red, and behind him was the light gate, and he could leave the sixth formation by stepping there. But now seeing this scene, his body stopped forcibly, and the price was a click of his right leg, and blood spewed from his mouth. "It doesn't matter if the junior loses the inheritance qualification, but please don't hurt it, senior..." Meng Hao's voice came out, and the mastiff trembled and wanted to turn back to look at Meng Hao , but the coercion from the statue seemed to have aroused some imprint of an ancient existence in its body, making it tremble, unable to struggle, and could only make a whining sound. The statue stopped with a big sword and looked at Meng Hao. "You have lost the right to leave here. "When the statue opened his mouth, the door of light collapsed and shattered. He swept his sword, not at the mastiff, but at Meng Hao. With a bang, Meng Hao burst out with blood, and his body was uncontrollable, and he went straight to the mud. As soon as he fell, a large number of arms stretched out around him, grabbing his body tightly, trying to drag him into the mud. Even at this moment, Meng Hao's cultivation was suppressed, and he couldn't move at all. He could only look at his body. Being gradually dragged into the mud, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, unwillingness to be reconciled, and ferocity. At the same time, the suppressed mastiff let out a mournful low growl. It trembled and raised its head suddenly. At this moment, its hill-like body seemed to explode with an aura that had never been seen in it before, and there was a sudden sound of thumping in its body. At this moment, its body showed signs of burning. It was the burning of blood. With the burning, its body It doubled in size and became ten feet in size. It broke through the coercion from the statue, broke through the ancient seal in the body, and even flew up suddenly. With a roar, it rushed straight to the mud, and Meng Hao, who had already sunk half of his body into it, went away. "You actually burn the blood spirit... The blood god is cold-blooded and has no emotions. You inferior blood is really not worthy of giving birth to wisdom. "The statue said in a cold voice. When the left hand was raised, the big sword slashed downward, and it was about to kill the mastiff and Meng Hao together. But suddenly, before the big sword fell, there was a struggle in the statue's eyes. The appearance of this struggle made his body stop, and the raised left-hand big sword stopped in the air for a moment, and did not fall. "This damn blood slave's crippling spirit still refuses to dissipate. Why resist! There are no rules for the inheritance here, it is God's will that you can be taken away by the old man! The statue spoke sullenly, and the struggle in its eyes gradually weakened, as if it was about to be suppressed by him. At this moment, the mastiff's whole body was burning with blood, rushing into the mud, and the blood light spread out violently while roaring, turning countless arms into fly ash. When the mud sank, a pale-faced Meng Hao was revealed. In an instant, approaching the gate, Meng Hao opened his eyes, looked at the mastiff, and saw that behind the mastiff, the sense of struggle in the huge statue's eyes gradually dissipated. The big sword in his hand pierced directly into the mud of the earth. Immediately, countless arms in the mud emanated a strange light. Under the rapid spread, thousands of hands flew out at the same time, and came straight to Meng Hao. The mastiff looked at Meng Hao, and his eyes showed reluctance. Meng Hao pushed hard towards the half-opened stone door, and before he even had time to lick Meng Hao's palm like he did when he was a child, the blood all over his body dimmed, his eyes showed weakness, and even his body exuded a lifeless aura. For a moment, he was wrapped around his body by thousands of big hands behind him, and went straight to the mud. There was reluctance in his eyes, and a touch of remembrance, as if he thought of the comfort when he lay in the palm of his master and was touched by his head, and the time he had with his master since he remembered it. Scene...Meng Hao stared at all this in a daze. His body was pushed and touched the half-open light door in an instant, covered by the light inside, the world in front of him was shattered, cutting off the world and the mastiff in the picture, but deep in Meng Hao's eyes, there remained eternally.

In the world of the sixth formation, the statue's eyes struggled to completely disperse. His right hand slowly fell, and he opened his palm. In the palm of his hand, a figure suddenly appeared at this moment. That figure, dressed in white, with a handsome face, surrounded by a ten-foot blood dragon, is... Li Daoyi, the pride of the Li family! Standing on the palm of the statue, with a respectful expression, he knelt down on one knee and bowed deeply to the statue. "The younger generation pays homage to the ancestors." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - in the evening, there is another chapter, which is a large chapter of nearly 6000 words!