I Shall Seal the Heavens

The Yuanying old man of the Wang family turned his head sharply, and when he was staring at Old Freak Song, Meng Hao had already stepped close to the retreating Wang Tengfei, raised his right hand and grabbed Wang Tengfei's right index finger, allowing the poison of that index finger to touch his body.

"Is this the finger that I cut off at the beginning?" When Meng Hao said lightly, there was a flash of hatred in Wang Tengfei's eyes, and there was even a touch of surprise.

This poisonous finger was made by him at a great price. It could have been restored to normal, but he had learned perseverance. Now that the finger was severed, he simply did not restore it, but turned it into a poisonous finger.

In his view, this is a transformation of himself, an epiphany of the soul, and a failure in the past has turned into glory today.

This finger once brought him a lot of torture, but he endured it one by one, in order to refine his poisonous finger into his own treasure.

Even when he thought about it, setbacks are unavoidable in a person's life. If all setbacks can be turned into treasures for the future, then this life... will be full of sunshine.

Maybe his idea was right, but fate played tricks, he... met Meng Hao.

In other words, in some respects, Meng Hao didn't do anything intentionally, but the three-color Bana flower that he picked also faintly seemed to have such a characteristic, while making Meng Hao extremely poisonous, it also made it impossible for any poison to harm him in the slightest.

Wang Tengfei's poisonous finger was in Meng Hao's hands, and Wang Tengfei laughed out loud. The laughter was full of resentment and cheerfulness, as if he had foreseen that in the next breath, Meng Hao's whole body would turn into blood due to the poison of the poisonous finger.

But almost as soon as his laughter came out, he stopped abruptly, and his expression showed disbelief and disbelief. His finger, in Meng Hao's hand, dissipated visibly at this moment. It took only a few breaths. Suddenly, the whole poisonous finger slammed and turned into a large amount of black air. As if the black energy possessed spirituality, it seemed to be trembling at this moment, as if not daring to approach Meng Hao, it scattered violently.

Meng Hao let go of his hand, Wang Tengfei's body trembled, blood spurted out, he staggered back, staring blankly at his right index finger which was empty again, he thought of the scene seven or eight years ago, when he was him. He lost. He thought he was a genius. The opponent is an ant, and the defeat back then was just an accident. When he built his foundation many years later, the opponent was already under his feet.

But now...

"You're right. You and I are indeed not enemies of fate. The word fate is too far-reaching to suit you and me." Meng Hao said calmly. He didn't go to kill Wang Tengfei. It's not that this person is not worth killing, but that if he kills Wang Tengfei here, he will be in great trouble.

Of course, the most important thing is that Meng Hao always feels that it belongs to Wang Tengfei,

It always seems to end up being its own. This strange feeling made him suddenly reluctant to kill Wang Tengfei.

When he spoke at this moment, he glanced shyly at Wang Tengfei, who was pale.

There was silence all around, and the woman that no one could see was looking at Meng Hao softly at this moment. There seemed to be a smile on his face, but the pity in that smile turned into distress when he saw the scene of Meng Hao melting his poisonous fingers.

When she saw Meng Hao's shy smile, the woman laughed, shaking her head with a more obvious sense of love.

"This child, since he was a child, has been rotten... the girl is the most likable." The woman whispered, her eyes swept over Han Bei, and then at Li Shiqi, observing, as if she was testing whether she could become a daughter-in-law.

"The bloodline of the Han family...it's not good enough. As for this...it's interesting, it's barely suitable."

With this shy smile, Meng Hao dropped down and returned to Chen Fan's side. The little fat man hurried over and winked at Meng Hao.

Wang Tengfei's complexion was pale, he took a few steps back, bowed his head and went back to Wang Xifan silently, laughed miserably, as if he had lost his fighting spirit, Wang Xifan was silent, and when he looked up at Meng Hao, he already showed a strong murderous intent.

Meng Hao raised his head, and his eyes also fell on Wang Xifan. When the two looked at each other, Meng Hao thought of his backer Zong Dongfeng back then, but now, he has grown to the point where Wang Xifan is definitely not someone that Wang Xifan can kill with his eyes.

"I don't know if I can open nine perfect alchemy platforms, can I fight for alchemy!" Meng Hao has always had such a thought in his heart, especially now that he has deeply experienced the power of perfect foundation establishment, he is not only looking forward to perfect alchemy, but also looking forward to whether it is possible to fight for alchemy in the foundation establishment state!

This matter is still unknown to Meng Hao, but this Wang Xifan, in Meng Hao's eyes, is already the one who must be killed.

Seeing the indifference in Meng Hao's eyes, Wang Xifan remained silent, and his murderous intent was already strong. He had a premonition that if he didn't kill Meng Hao as soon as possible, it might not take long, and he would never have another chance here.

"This Meng Hao grew up too fast..." Wang Xifan also had to admit that he had misjudged him back then.

At this moment, bells echoed suddenly. This sound lasted for a long time, and when it spread throughout the entire main city, bursts of colorful rays of light suddenly appeared above the square. With the appearance of the colorful rays of light, the sky of the entire Song family was no longer night, but turned into morning.

The sky outside the Song family turned into night, and it was at this moment when the night and the day intersected with each other that the aura of this place suddenly became thicker. Unfortunately, except for the people of the Song family, no one else could absorb this rich aura. Only... Meng Hao's eyes flashed at this moment. station.

It's just that the opening of the fifth Taoist platform cannot be completed in a short period of time. Unless Meng Hao can live in the Song family for a long time, otherwise, it will be very difficult.

With the reverberation of the bell, the alternation of the sun and the moon, and the fusion of day and night, in the colorful glow, three figures suddenly walked out of the glow.

At the same time, around the square, many members of the Song family appeared at this moment, all looking respectfully at the colorful glow, which made the monks of other clans in the square also look at it.

Gradually, the three figures were no longer blurred, as if walking out of nothingness, they appeared outside the Xiaguang and turned into three people.

Among the three, the middle one was an old man, wearing a white long gown, smiling, without the slightest trace of panic caused by the upheaval of the Song family before.

Beside this old man, there are two middle-aged men, both of them have handsome faces, and their cultivation bases are even more unfathomable.

"Everyone can come to Song's house and participate in this time's son-in-law. Thank you very much, please!" The old man among the three laughed and raised his right hand. Suddenly, the whole square was shaken. Cases appeared out of nowhere, and the surrounding directions seemed to be changing. It was no longer the square, nor the Song family, but appeared in a place between the sky and the earth.

The crowd seemed to be in the sky, surrounded by clouds, like a fairyland, and there were many maids beside them, all of whom looked vague, but their figures were graceful, flying around, visiting the wine spirit fruit on those tables.

Faintly, there was also the sound of the sounds of nature, which was extremely elegant. Here, including Meng Hao, these foundation-building cultivators of various sects had never seen such a long face. At this moment, most of them were looking around, and some were staring at the maids around them.

"Senior Song Tian's cultivation is as high as the sky, and this scene of turning stars and changing the universe, it can be said to be a perfect one." At this moment, someone who led the Yuanying's cultivation from various sects said with a smile.

The old man among the three was Song Tian, ​​one of the ancestors of the Song family. His cultivation base was rumored to have been beheaded many years ago, but no one knew the details. Even if he appeared here at this moment, no one could see the clue.

Song Tian smiled and sat down cross-legged, and the two middle-aged men beside him also sat down.

The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Wang family flicked his sleeves, with a gloomy expression, sat aside, looked coldly at Old Freak Song, who was brooding about the other party's blocking him before.

Meng Hao was sitting behind a desk, surrounded by a little fat man. Since he saw Meng Hao, this little fat man never went back to Jin Hanzong's place. Instead, he sat next to Meng Hao, just like when he was in the Gushan sect, excitedly talking about his experience in Jin Hanzong.

"Just this sword, the old guy from the sect said it was a treasure. He insisted on defending me. It made me feel uncomfortable grinding my teeth. If you want it, I'll give it to you." The little fat man said, and handed the sword in his hand to Meng Hao.

But on this sword, there is still the little fat man's saliva...

Meng Hao hesitated for a moment, but Zhou Daya who was beside the little fat man opened his eyes wide and said something in a low voice.

"Little master uncle, this sword is a magic weapon inherited from the nineteenth vein..."

"It's annoying, magic weapon, forget it, since I can't give you this sword, I have something else here." As he said, the little fat man took out a lot of magic weapons from the storage bag, and the precious light shone, attracting a lot of attention from all around.

"Which one are you looking forward to?" The little fat man was a little complacent, and Meng Hao laughed when he saw that flattering expression.

Chen Fan sighed at the side, and looked at the little fat man enviously. He knew how precious this little fat man was to Jin Hanzong. When shaking his head, Han Bei also came over.

"Li Daoyou, can you borrow a place, I want to sit here."

The little fat man was taken aback for a moment, looked up at Han Bei, then at Meng Hao, and suddenly spoke to Meng Hao in a low voice.

"Meng Hao, this girl is pretty good. Tell me, which one is better than Chu Yuyan?" Meng Hao was picking up his wine glass and taking a sip when he heard this and immediately coughed dryly.

The little fat man laughed, and moved his buttocks to make room for him. Han Bei didn't mind, so he just sat down, looked sideways at Meng Hao, blinked his eyes, and smiled before saying anything.

"Brother Meng, how can you thank me for Senior Sister Xu Qing?" Han Bei moved closer to Meng Hao, exhaled like blue in his ear, and said softly. ()