I Shall Seal the Heavens

Three months passed in a flash. During the intensive preparations for the battle in Sheng Xuecheng, several major events also happened in Motu. city.

The reason why Doro City is still there is because there is an ancestor of Zhan Ling in the family, which occupies a favorable location and has nearly ten thousand monks. It is also because of the strength of Doro City that it has attracted most of the power of Motu Palace. , so that St. Syracuse can persist until now.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the geographical location of Saint Syracuse, which is remote and snowy all the year round.

The former Hehe Nine Leagues, except for Shengxue and Doro, the other city families are either perishing or relocating. The entire Motu has now mostly become the property of the Motu Palace.

However, there is still an area, which is the third place where the Motu Palace stops, which is the former Dongluo City, and now the Jinguang Sect.

In the past three months, the reputation of the Golden Light Sect has spread throughout the entire Motu, and the amazing formation formed by five thousand congregants successfully forced the Motu Palace to temporarily avoid it, allowing the Golden Light Sect to exist.

There is also the mysterious and unpredictable Jin Guang Patriarch, who is even more famous and has countless rumors.

At this moment of subtle changes in the situation in Motu, outside the Holy Snow City, an army of monks from the Motu Palace appeared again, many of them were monks from the West Desert, forming a scale of thousands of people, driving more than 30,000 people. The ferocious beast appeared outside the Holy Snow City again.

This time, it was no longer a temptation, but a real battle. On the ground, the quaint chariots were propelled by mana under the rumbling noise. The ferocious sharp thorns on the chariots emitted strange light It seems to be able to burst out amazing magical powers.

More than 30,000 ferocious beasts roared on the ground. Some are ferocious in the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth, surrounding all directions.

Among the crowd, the weakest ones are also the Foundation Establishment cultivators, among whom there are thousands of miles. There are more than 500 alchemy monks.

Such a huge force can frighten all existence in Motu, especially in this crowd, this time it is no longer one Nascent Soul, but four people!

Apparently, they were targeting the four elders of the Hanxue family. Of the four Nascent Soul cultivators, two were from Motu Palace, wearing silver masks, and the other two were cultivators from West Desert.

As far as Saint Syracuse City is concerned, the formation light curtain has already appeared, forming a wind and snow whistling around. Dozens of huge five-pointed stars were lifted into the sky, and when they rotated slowly, they spread out silk threads one after another.

In the city, including the Hanxue family, there are only more than a thousand monks. Compared with the outside world,

There is too much difference in the number of people. At this moment, these people were divided into several groups and stationed on the surrounding walls.

The monks in the Holy Snow City all looked tense and worried, but they had no way out, and the four elders were in different directions, and the faces of these four were extremely ugly.

Meng Hao also walked out of his yard. At this moment, a city wall appeared, and he looked at the darkness below. He had been in the battlefield before. This is the first time at this position to see the entire battlefield.

In such a battle of monks, although personal strength is still the key point, unless it has reached the level of killing the spirit, otherwise. It is difficult to play a role in deciding the outcome of a war.

The war is about to start!

At this moment, a whimpering horn suddenly swirled from the sky and the earth. The moment the sound appeared, the fierce beasts in the sky outside the city, and the strange monsters on the ground roared together and rushed out.

Thousands of monks and chariots launched the strongest attack towards the Holy Syracuse at this moment.

"Lei Haidan!" The roar was earth-shattering, the ground trembled, the sky turned pale, and at the moment when Saint Snow City's protective storm seemed to be torn apart, the voice of the Great Elder of the Hanxue Family spread throughout the city.

As soon as these words came out, four pills were immediately thrown out of the city, and one of them was swallowed by a flying dragon when it was still in the air. With a crash and explosion, the flesh and blood of the body disappeared in an instant, and thunderbolts roared and spread outward from the collapsed flesh and blood.

In this mid-air, a huge thunder sea of ​​about a hundred feet or so was directly formed!

Lei Hainei, all the fierce beasts in the sky screamed in unison, and their bodies were torn apart by lightning in an instant!

On the ground, the moment those three Leihai Pills landed, there was a roaring sound rising up into the sky. During the earthquake, three seas of thunder with hundreds of feet suddenly appeared, and under the spread, all the beasts and monks in the thunder sea While screaming, his body was torn apart by lightning.

It was at this time that dark clouds appeared in the sky. The dark clouds came suddenly, and bolts of lightning rumbled down, heading straight to the earth, as if igniting the flames of war, making the world pale.

The four Leihai Pills created such a sensational effect, which Meng Hao had never expected before. These four pills were refined by him in the past three months and handed over to the Hanxue Family.

Meng Hao knew that his elixir could create a sea of ​​thunder ten feet long, but it was absolutely impossible for a hundred feet long. But soon Meng Hao knew the reason. The place was full of snow and ice, and there was even more storm. There is a unique formation in Sheng Xuecheng, which makes Meng Hao's Lei Haidan's power increase tenfold.

"This kind of increase should not be endless. If it is used too much, the formation will collapse and shatter on its own without waiting for outsiders to attack." Meng Hao was thoughtful, and cheers came from the city.

"Master Meng is mighty!!"

"This is the dharma pill refined by Master Meng. Its power is unprecedented and earth-shattering!"

"Master Meng!!" The voice reverberated in the city, and when it came out of the city, figures of monks flew out of the city wall. With their appearance, one of the five-pointed stars in the sky would fly out and surround the surroundings. The people of Motu Palace started a fight.

The earth trembled, and the fighting on the battlefield was shocking. From time to time, there were rumblings and screams, and the rain of blood sprayed. Meng Hao saw this scene on the city wall, and his heart was inevitably shaken.

As the chariots outside the city sent out one after another of dim light, the city seemed to be crumbling, the ice and snow on the ground shattered, and the sky seemed to be torn apart.

At this moment, suddenly, a Western Desert cultivator in the late stage of alchemy, with three totems on his body, a dragon, a mountain ghost, and a river, flew up and floated in mid-air, holding a blood-dripping totem in his right hand. Head, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"Master Meng, the bullshit of Holy Syracuse, how dare you fight me!!" During the words, the dragon behind the Western Desert cultivator turned into a dragon, looking up to the sky, as if, beside the dragon, there was a huge mountain ghost, deadly Looking at the city, then, under the feet of the big man, the rivers and rivers were revealed, which was earth-shattering.

"Three-picture monk Tarot of the Thorn Tribe in the Western Desert, challenge Master Meng of the Holy Snow City. Do you dare to fight? Could it be that you can do nothing but alchemy!" The monks in Earth Palace and West Desert all spoke arrogantly.

"Meng Xiaoer, do you dare to fight!"

"What kind of alchemist, besides making alchemy in secret, can you fight here in a dignified manner!"

When all kinds of words echoed, Meng Hao looked calm in the Holy Snow City, and glanced at the totem on the clamoring person.

"The mountain ghost totem looks like a mountain and a ghost. It is necessary to study this kind of totem." Meng Hao's eyes showed a gleam of interest, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, his expression changed.

But the old woman among the four elders beside him frowned.

"This person is provocative, there must be tricks, Master Meng, you..." Before she finished speaking, Meng Hao had already stepped forward and flew out of the city wall.

The old woman's complexion changed, and she rushed out, but at the moment she rushed out, in the Motu Palace, a Nascent Soul cultivator wearing a silver mask smiled and disappeared in a flash. In front of the old woman, blocking her way.

On the battlefield, the Western Mo cultivator who was holding his head saw Meng Hao rushing towards him and laughed. He waved his head with his right hand, and immediately the head collapsed and exploded. His body was stained with blood, making him even more ferocious, and he went straight to Meng Hao. .

The two are getting closer and closer, and the speed is extremely fast, which can't help but attract the attention of the monks on both sides. The people in Saint Syracuse are all extremely nervous, and the three elders also rushed out, but they were caught by Motu and Ximo Nascent Soul cultivator blocked it.

"Meng Xiao'er, let you know how monks in Ximo kill people!" The big man in Ximo burst out with a burst of cultivation, comparable to the aura of the late stage of alchemy, and suddenly shocked the sky. amazing.

He was certain that he could kill the opponent, and even if he couldn't succeed in a short time, as long as the opponent was entangled by him, the so-called Master Meng would definitely die.

"The moment he came out, he was doomed to die!" The big man in Ximo grinned grinningly. Seeing that they were only ten feet away from each other, Meng Hao's expression was still indifferent, but blood radiated from his body in an instant. In the middle, his figure disappeared in an instant, and a bloody burst appeared directly in front of the big man who was still smiling grinningly.

When Meng Hao appeared suddenly, the big man was taken aback, and subconsciously was about to back away, but Meng Hao's right hand grabbed his shirt like lightning, and he swung straight up. This movement was extremely skillful, as if Meng Hao had done countless Second-rate.

The action in this scene was extremely strange, and the people around were stunned.

But at this moment, the moment Meng Hao lifted up the also stunned Ximo big man, a thunderbolt that was clearly different from other lightning bolts roared down from the sky.

Is it ordinary lightning? This is the thunder of heavenly disaster!

The people around didn't even have a chance to react, and the catastrophe hit the lifted Ximo cultivator directly. In an instant, the dragon shattered shrilly, the phantom of the mountain ghost collapsed, and the river roared. The cultivator, before he could even let out a scream, was completely slashed on his body by the Heavenly Tribulation, and his body was... scorched black for a moment.

Death! !

After all, he was not Meng Hao. Meng Hao was able to resist the thunder of this level for various reasons, but this monk in the West Desert obviously did not possess such strength, and his soul was lost at this moment.

"It's a pity the totem of the mountain ghost." Meng Hao shook his head and let go of the corpse in his hand. When everyone around him was completely shocked by this scene, Meng Hao's body burst into blood, and he backed up in an instant. Go straight back to the city wall. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)