I Shall Seal the Heavens

Standing up from the hill, Meng Hao calmly looked at the purple-robed young man who was galloping towards him in the distance. When he saw this person approaching, there was a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and the seven or eight tentacle-like vines seemed to have turned into boa constrictors, showing their sharp teeth and approaching rapidly.

"The middle stage of foundation establishment." Meng Hao said lightly, his expression did not change at all. Although he was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, Meng Hao was a perfect foundation establishment and possessed a perfect foundation. Even though he did not have the foundation establishment skills, the Supreme Spiritual Sutra he practiced while condensing Qi opened up a majestic alchemy sea, and even entered the foundation establishment with the thirteenth level of Qi Condensation Dzogchen.

All of this is Meng Hao's background, which exploded directly from the thick accumulation of blood fairy inheritance, which made him already have a combat power that surpassed his own cultivation. He fought with Li Daoyi, the peak Taoist of the Li family in the late foundation establishment period. Although he was unable to win, he cut off his arm.

Not to mention a mere Tianjiao in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Even Meng Hao, as long as he enters the middle stage of foundation establishment, he will be considered as someone who has completely stepped into various clans and sects, and can compete with Daozi in the foundation establishment realm.

Seeing that the purple-robed youth from the Qingluo Sect was approaching with murderous intentions in a sneer, Meng Hao stood on the hill, with the night behind and the moonlight beside him, his expression was still calm, but he raised his right hand, scratched his fingers with the tip of his finger, and walked forward casually.

The finger fell, and the surrounding situation remained unchanged, but the face of the purple-robed youth suddenly changed drastically at this moment. His eyes shrank instantly, showing a sense of shock and disbelief. His eyes, at this moment, turned red directly. This is not an illusion, but a phantom caused by intuition.

In the red world, there is only one finger with a bright red glow. It is coming towards itself in an instant.

The vine wrapped around the arm of the purple-robed young man opened his mouth ferociously as if to swallow it, but at this moment, it made a shrill sound, and trembled from the head. In the blink of an eye, it collapsed into blood when it was less than ten feet away from Meng Hao!

The blood rolled back and turned into a blood curtain, directly surrounding the purple-robed youth. All this is a long story. But in fact, it's just a blink of an eye.

A scream came out strongly from the mouth of the purple-robed youth. His body forcibly reversed at this moment, no longer moving forward, but retreating quickly, but at this moment. Meng Hao moved.

He raised his foot, jumped up in one step, and caught up with the purple-robed youth in an instant. The moment he approached, Meng Hao raised his right index finger and pressed it against the bloody curtain.

"Broken." He said the word lightly, and the roar was overwhelming.

The blood curtain suddenly collapsed,

Even all the vines on the young man in purple robe were shattered at this moment. Only the purple-gold fruit was showing the fluctuation of life at this moment, begging for mercy.

"You..." The purple-robed youth's complexion was pale, blood spurted out, and shock and intense fear appeared in his eyes. This fear appeared to him for the first time. He is the Tianjiao of the Qingluo Sect and a purple-robed disciple. He has a high status in the sect. He has never failed in fighting with others on weekdays.

At this critical moment, the right hand of the purple-robed young man suddenly raised, turned into a palm when he made a tactic, and slapped forward seven or eight times in a row. With each palm falling, a wave spread out, and a blue outline of a big handprint was condensed in front of him, trying to stop Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's expression was calm. At the moment when the young man's palms fell continuously, he opened his mouth and spat out. Immediately, a thunder mist appeared directly, and when it collided with the big blue handprint, the roar reverberated.

The complexion of the purple-robed youth changed again, revealing despair, and just as he was about to continue the talisman, Meng Hao raised his knee and hit the purple-robed youth's stomach directly, causing a bang in the young man's mind, which turned into unbearable pain. He raised his right hand, which was about to perform the tactic, and immediately slackened under the severe pain, and his body arched.

What's more, the blood all over his body, as the severe pain spread throughout his body, directly condensed on his face, making this originally handsome young man in purple gown, now his complexion is purple. He opened his mouth to say something, the fear on his face, the trembling of his body, and the fear of death, it is conceivable that what he is about to say is definitely not a bold statement.

But before he could utter these words, Meng Hao raised his right hand expressionlessly, with his fingernails between the eyebrows of the purple-robed youth, and when he swipe lightly, his right hand made a strange seal and pressed it hard.

With this press, there was a bang sound, the body of the purple-robed youth was like a kite with a broken string, and he immediately backed away, but all the blood in his body gathered on his face at this moment, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound between the eyebrows, and he couldn't even scream.

His blood seemed to be burning in mid-air, turning into a large amount of mist. After a few breaths, it condensed into a drop of fingernail-sized coquettish blood, which came straight to Meng Hao and was caught in Meng Hao's hand.

"It takes three generations of blood to become an incarnation, six generations of blood to become a real body, and nine generations of blood to be called a blood spirit son, also known as a kill." Meng Hao said lightly. What he used to this purple-robed youth before was the Soul Devouring Sutra.

"This person is wearing a purple robe, so he must be the arrogance of the Qingluo Sect. To become a arrogance, the blood has its own strength." Meng Hao took the bewitching blood, took a look at it, put it away, and walked to the corpse of the purple-robed youth. He took the storage bag from his body, took a look, and picked up the rattan purple-gold fruit that he begged for mercy.

The purple-gold fruit trembled in Meng Hao's palm, as if it had life in it, constantly begging for mercy.

"Leave no useless things around Meng. Let me see what you can do." Meng Hao flicked his right hand, and the fruit of the fund immediately fell to the ground. The moment it landed, the fruit squirmed, and a lot of vines spread out in an instant. Under the rapid growth, that is, tens of breaths, it became tens of feet in size, and more than ten tentacle vines also appeared. Of course.

"Not enough." Meng Hao shook his head.

As soon as he spoke. The rattan tentacles all around trembled, but soon, each rattan bent down suddenly, and went straight to the purple-robed youth's body in an instant, tearing up his corpse and devouring it like a carve!

Meng Hao frowned, but it took only a few breaths. After the vines devoured the purple-robed youth, they trembled violently one by one. Gradually, runes shone from the leaves of the vines. Meng Hao was startled watching this scene.

not long time. These rattans have nearly a hundred leaves. The rune appeared, and even got rid of the rattan, and came straight to Meng Hao, overlapping each other in front of Meng Hao. It actually formed a leaf book!

After being picked up by Meng Hao, his eyes showed a strange light when he looked at it. Each of the runes on it possessed some kind of power that requires spiritual knowledge to check. After being carefully examined by Meng Hao, this is a volume of exercises!

Its name is Qingyun Nineteen Beats, and this technique is exactly the technique used by the purple-robed youth when he fought against Meng Hao.

It's just not complete, just fragments. There are only five beats left, the rest are incomplete, and many formulas are missing. This is not because the purple-robed youth has learned incompletely. Meng Hao squinted his eyes when he looked at it. The palm waved accordingly, and after feeling it for a while, it was not difficult to deduce this technique with its perfect foundation-building platform. After a moment of pondering, he realized that the reason for the incomplete scroll was because the purple gold vine in front of him was not capable enough.

But even so, Meng Hao was extremely moved. He glanced at the vine, thinking that if it was allowed to grow, it would be different. Immediately, he put away the leaf roll, nodded slightly, raised his right hand and swung it, a drop of blood flew out, fell on the vine, and imprinted in the depth of the purple-gold fruit. This is the blood mark, and it is one of a series of miscellaneous spells that Meng Hao obtained after he obtained the inheritance of the blood fairy.

The vines were all shaken, and the color gradually changed, and soon turned dark red, making the more than ten tentacles look full of weirdness and spooky feeling, surrounding Meng Hao, swaying constantly, and even a faint ghostly aura gradually appeared from his body.

Meng Hao glanced at the rattan, thoughtfully, then raised his head to look around, and then looked at the ruins. While pondering, he took out the storage bag of the purple-robed youth. After looking through it, he took out seven or eight jade slips from inside. After looking at them one by one, he suddenly looked at one of them.

This jade is simple and flawless. When Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness merged, a map immediately appeared in his mind. The map was a long and curved strip. Inside, Meng Hao saw a large number of white dots, and these white dots were moving...

In addition to the white dots, there are nearly two hundred gray dots, most of which are also in a moving state.

"These are..." Meng Hao thought about it, and when he observed and found his location, he suddenly looked into the map. Not too far away from him, there were three white dots moving fast, one in front and two behind. It didn't look like they were flying back and forth, but more like chasing them!

Meng Hao frowned, and suddenly his heart moved, and he poured all his spiritual consciousness into these three light spots. In the white spot at the front, the moment his spiritual consciousness was completely condensed away, a picture appeared in his mind with a bang.

In that picture, he saw Xu Qing with a pale complexion, biting his lower lip, and galloping forward...

Meng Hao's eyes flashed sharply, and he looked at the two white dots behind Xu Qing suddenly. Suddenly, the alluring woman appeared in the picture in his mind, as well as the young man surnamed Zhao who hugged this woman with a playful look on his face.

The moment he saw this scene clearly, an icy chill emanated from Meng Hao's body, his eyes showed a stern light, and the vines around him seemed to sense the murderous intent on Meng Hao's body, and also released evil spirits accordingly.

Meng Hao raised his head, stepped forward without any hesitation, turned into a long rainbow, and went straight to the place where Xu Qing was. The ground below him now turned into a dark red rattan, and it shuttled through the ground at a speed that was not too slow, roaring away.

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I miss the May 4th Youth Day n years ago. I can feel that I am still a young man. During the festival, I can go drinking and squander my youthful energy. Now I am recuperating and repaying the debt of squandering my body.

Once gone, never to return.

Perhaps it is because of this feeling that in the article, Er Gen likes to write that the passage of time is not a human being ()