I Shall Seal the Heavens

In the starry sky, outside the huge crack, Meng Hao sat cross-legged and meditated, waiting for the arrival of the Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea in the crack. For Meng Hao, this battle was a challenge to his own fighting power.

What he wants to fight is one of the nine mountain and sea lords who are revered by countless monks. Although the seventh mountain and sea lord is not the strongest, he is still powerful.

This battle is also extremely critical for Meng Hao. It is an opportunity for his grandfather to wake up, and it is also the node to resolve this mountain and sea battle. If he can kill the seventh mountain and sea master, then what happened in the eighth mountain and sea The war in China will be over.

Meng Hao was not sure of victory. His fighting power at the moment was that of the Five Sources, and his spiritual consciousness was not comparable to the Five Sources. However... what he had to face was the Lord of Mountains and Seas!

Although he is also the Five Sources, whether it is experience or practice, as the Lord of Mountains and Seas, he has been settled for many years. In the same territory... Unless he is also the Lord of Mountains and Seas, otherwise, he is almost invincible!

And those five sources must be extraordinary. Once unfolded, they will make the world eclipse!

Even if Meng Hao extinguishes a soul lamp, he is still not sure of victory. That is... the Lord of Mountain and Sea, the most noble being among the nine in the world of Mountain and Sea.

Any Lord of Mountains and Seas has experienced too many killings and suppressions, fighting all the way, and only then has he truly secured his position as Lord of Mountains and Seas, becoming the Lord of Mountains and Seas.

"But I still long to fight with such a strong man...!" Meng Hao's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the fighting spirit. He closed his eyes to cover up the fighting spirit. Mang slowly sank his heart into peace.

It’s like gathering momentum!

A word of accumulation. Converge all exogenous fluctuations.

time flies. Day by day passed. On the first day, a muffled roar slowly came from inside the crack and echoed outside the crack, causing the starry sky outside the crack to distort.

Meng Hao did not open his eyes, but his heartbeat quickened slightly, and then slowly calmed down.

the next day. The muffled loud noise turned into five. On the third day, this sound was heard more than ten times. Meng Hao's place became increasingly calm. Even the sound of his heartbeat seemed to be disappearing. It seemed that he was forcing him to Strong, the breeze blows on the hills!

Until the seventh day. The sound was constant, almost overwhelming. The roaring cracks inside and outside caused the starry sky to continue to distort, but Meng Hao's place seemed to be separated from the starry sky and unaffected.

The four red-haired old men around the crack did not stay away. Instead, they meditated thousands of feet away, looking at this place from a distance. As time passed, in the past seven days, their hearts became excited, and their breathing became rapid from time to time. After witnessing Meng Hao's terror, they also had expectations for this battle deep in their hearts.

Regardless of Meng Hao's final life or death, those who dare to challenge the Lord of Mountains and Seas will be respected in this world of cultivation where the jungle prevails.

Even if there is opposition, it still cannot restrain people's respect for the strong.

Further away, the hundreds of thousands of Seventh Mountain and Sea monks were also stationed in the surrounding areas thousands of miles away. Although they were frightened, they still did not leave.

They are all waiting, waiting... The Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea will walk out of this crack!

Meng Hao's expression became calmer and calmer, his breathing gradually disappeared, and his aura gradually became restrained, not revealing anything. His whole person seemed to blend into the starry sky, so quiet that there was no trace of his existence.

The roar of thunder and drums in his ears could not shake Meng Hao's mind. He was as calm as a sea in a painting without any fluctuations, waiting... for the moment when the storm came, erupting like a volcano.

A feeling of oppression gradually became stronger and stronger in the surroundings, and the loud bangs in the cracks became more frequent, making a clear opponent and obvious divergence between Meng Hao and Meng Hao.

One is moving, the other is still!

The movement seems to break the nine heavens, waiting quietly for the heaven and earth to collapse!

Until another day passed, when the roaring sound coming from the crack reached its peak, it was also the moment when Meng Hao's place was so quiet that there was no breath of existence...

A tall figure seemed to come from the void amidst the roar,

Appeared in...the crack.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a white gown. This man had swaying black hair and a calm and intimidating appearance. He seemed to be dressed simply, but anyone who looked at it could feel the aura emanating from this middle-aged man. A kind of supreme dignity.

His steps are not big, but every step he takes will set off countless muffled roars. It seems that because his cultivation is too strong, he constantly collides with invisible obstacles when crossing, which forms the formation of the past few days. Inside, there was an increasingly rapid roar.

Almost as soon as his figure appeared in the crack, a huge coercion suddenly spread from the crack to the outside world, sweeping in all directions, the crack trembled, and became more torn, and the starry sky rippled like wrinkles, being rolled up layer by layer. , the four red-haired old men who were thousands of feet away all around, their dark colors changed, they all retreated, and bowed towards the crack with clasped fists.

"Welcome the White Lord!!"

In the distance, the hundreds of thousands of monks were also shaken at this moment. They all clasped their fists and knelt down towards the crack.

"Welcome the White Lord!!"

The Season Lord of the Nine Mountains, the God of the Eight Mountains, the White Lord of the Seven Mountains, Sima Dao!

The voices of these people condensed together to form an earth-shattering sound. As they roared and whirled, the coercion of the middle-aged man in white from within the crack spread to the entire Eighth Mountain and Sea.

Especially Meng Hao's place was covered by this coercion and became the focus. When the roar passed by, Meng Hao's eyes were still closed and did not open, motionless.

If the majestic momentum and pressure can be compared to the roaring sea, then Meng Hao at this moment is like a rock in the sea. I can't stand still despite the roar of the sea.

If the oppression of the Seventh Mountain and Sea Lord can be compared to a strong wind, then Meng Hao is the unmoving mountain in the storm!

At the same time, on the eighth mountain, in the main hall, the motionless body of the masked Eighth Mountain and Sea Lord seemed to be stimulated at this moment, and his body shook. There seemed to be a consciousness gathering around the body, trying to ……wake.

The mountains and seas were turbulent, but only Meng Hao, who was outside the crack, had his breath and soul. Everything. They are more reserved at the moment. Calm as water, still like the still sea in a painting.

He and the Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea, separated by a crack, had already used this method to fight before they actually faced each other.

When a cold snort came out from the crack, the middle-aged man in white clothes was in the crack. Suddenly, he raised his right foot and when he took a step down, his right foot appeared directly outside the crack, as if he was about to step out.

The pressure of the Eighth Mountain and Sea instantly surged into the sky, the roar continued, the starry sky rolled, and every star trembled on the Eighth Mountain. The body of the Eighth Mountain and Sea Lord shook again. Clearly intense.

"You are the first one who dares to stop me here." A calm voice came from the crack, echoed from the void, and spread throughout the Eighth Mountain and Sea.

As soon as the words were spoken, the foot stepped out directly from the crack, and what appeared together was half the body of the White Lord of the Eighth Mountain and Sea.

Just half of the body made the starry sky roar, as if it was about to collapse. It seemed that the power of mountains and seas was erupting from this half of the body.

The starry sky trembled. On the battlefield of the Alliance of Gods, the monks of the Eighth Mountain and Sea all had blood spilling from their mouths at this moment. Their expressions changed drastically. No matter which area they were in, at this moment, they all felt the surge of pressure. The pressure from the starry sky made everyone feel as if a huge mountain was pressing down on them, making it difficult for their cultivation to function.

On the contrary, the monks of the Seventh Mountain and Sea were on the contrary. Every one of them was refreshed and felt that there seemed to be a force in the starry sky. It was penetrating into the bodies of all the monks of the Seventh Mountain and Sea, making their combat power suddenly increase.

"The White Lord has arrived! Welcome the White Lord!"

"Welcome Lord Bai!!"

"I, the Seventh Mountain and Sea, will definitely win this battle, and the White Lord will come in person!!" The monks from the Seventh Mountain and Sea burst into excited roars, and their voices spread all around, echoing on every battlefield in the Alliance of Gods.

The momentum of the monks from the Eighth Mountain and Sea suddenly fell to the bottom. Facing the monks from the Seventh Mountain and Sea who broke out one by one, they all turned pale and subconsciously retreated, making every battlefield a situation that could be defeated.

"And you will be the last one." At the same time as the collapse of the Eighth Mountain and Sea occurred, the voice of the Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea was deep in the crack, echoing in all directions. At that moment, his body fell from the crack. Guilty, completely... come out!

"Master Bai!" The four red-haired old men who were thousands of feet away all knelt down and worshiped, with excitement in their eyes.

"White Lord!!" Hundreds of thousands of Seventh Mountain and Sea monks thousands of miles away roared!

"White Master!!!" All the cultivators of the Seventh Mountain and Sea on the battlefield were roaring at this moment!

boom!

Even if the Eighth Mountain and Sea monks couldn't see the arrival of the Seventh Mountain and Sea Lord here, their hearts trembled.

boom!

On the Eighth Mountain, the Lord of the Eighth Mountain and Sea in the palace, his body no longer vibrates from time to time, but continues to tremble, and the eyes closed under the mask seem to be opening.

boom!

Meng Hao's eyes suddenly opened at this moment. As his eyes opened and closed, he immediately changed from the still sea in the painting to the roaring and erupting volcano. The fighting intention hidden in his heart was at this moment. With the explosion, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the starry sky roared, and layers of ripples swept across the entire Eighth Mountain and Sea!

His will, his momentum, everything about him turned into an invisible pressure at this moment, pressing directly towards the Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea!

Boom boom boom!

"Master of the Seventh Mountain and Sea, Meng has been waiting for you for a long time!"

The Seventh Mountain and Sea Lord's eyes shrank. At this moment, Meng Hao's coercion in the starry sky was like a volcano erupting. It turned from silence to riot. It actually dispersed the momentum of the Seventh Mountain and Sea Lord. At this moment, he suppressed it and produced A gesture that seemed like a conflict between two courts, roared between him and the Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea, rising into the sky, the starry sky seemed to be torn apart, and the loud noise shook the sky.

In the Eighth Mountain and Sea, those cultivators of the Eighth Mountain and Sea who were trembling and retreating, whose minds were suppressed, all relaxed at this moment and were immediately excited——

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