I Shall Seal the Heavens

Volume 4 Five Color Supreme Meng Hao's eyes flashed, he turned around and ran straight into the distance. In the Demon Immortal Sect, he found a total of four areas and hid four Time Swords in them.

Meng Hao's wooden swords of time, ten in total, can form the first lotus formation.

Taking out four wooden swords of time to gamble on a possibility that would probably never happen in the future was already a huge gamble for Meng Hao.

"A wooden sword of time represents a lot of spiritual stones..." Meng Hao endured his heartache and buried one wooden sword of time after another. In each wooden sword, his dreams and dreams were entrusted. expect.

Each of the four areas was chosen by Meng Hao after thousands of choices. Even these four places were based on his memory of the best-preserved seven peaks in the first realm.

This ensures that if... it really does appear in reality, it will be successfully retrieved by him.

Until night fell, Meng Hao was standing in mid-air, looking at the earth. His eyes swept over the places where he had buried his swords. The anticipation in Meng Hao's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"If it succeeds, then my future cultivation path will be smooth. If not... I will have a normal mentality and have no regrets." Meng Hao took another look, firmly remembered these four positions, turned around, and headed straight for the fourth peak. And go.

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed. The feeling of overlapping worlds has become more and more frequent, and the intervals have become shorter and shorter. Every time it appears, from the first moment, it has become a few breaths. Updated Volume 4 Five Colors Supreme In these days, Meng Hao has not seen Ke Yunhai. Even if he went to pay his respects, it was only through the gate of the cave. He heard Ke Yunhai's somewhat tired voice.

He didn't know what Ke Yunhai was doing, but as soon as he heard Ke Yunhai's voice, Meng Hao's heart calmed down. For Meng Hao, the father and son in this life were his greatest influence in this illusory ancient times. reward.

Xu Qing's retreat has not ended yet, and her enlightenment seems to be going very smoothly. Every time Meng Hao sees Xu Qing, he can feel the changes and differences in her soul.

As if the whole person. She has been immersed in Taoism, and her face, which is not absolutely beautiful, has an indescribable temperament. This temperament makes people unforgettable and fascinated by it.

"It should be coming soon. The stronger and more frequent this overlapping feeling is, the more they can't sit still." Meng Hao sat cross-legged outside the cave. Look at the sky now at dusk. The dark clouds gradually gathered, murmuring in my heart.

These days. He did not take the initiative to look for those monks from the southern world, but stayed calmly on the fourth peak. Refining elixirs out of thin air and comprehending Taoism. Update Volume 4 Five Colors Supreme Meng Hao believed that these people... would come looking for him.

And once it arrives,

It must be the vast majority, except for Patriarch Huyan, who is certain to live or die when they meet!

The rain fell, splashing in the Demon Immortal Sect, setting off a rain curtain, making the world hazy. In this haze, Meng Hao looked at the world, and he suddenly had an indistinct feeling. He didn't know where he was. The world is hazy, or the rain curtain is hazy, or... it's all hazy.

Just like human ignorance.

The rain gradually subsided until the third watch, and the whole world was filled with coldness, forming a fog. Until the early sun rose, the sunlight broke through the fog, making the fog gradually thin and dissipate, making the hazy appear clear, like a scene. The scroll was slowly opened.

In the early morning, a sword came!

A sword whizzed out from nowhere. This sword went straight towards Meng Hao, but was not stopped by the Fourth Peak's formation. It was obvious that there was something special about this sword.

When the sword came to Meng Hao, it was floating half a foot in front of him. It was flashing with uncertain light. You could faintly see a trace imprinted on the sword by someone's soul. .

That's one word.

square.

Meng Hao smiled, he got the person he wanted to wait for.

He raised his right hand to grab the sword, and the sword fell into Meng Hao's hand. Meng Hao's consciousness spread out and swiped at the sword. Immediately, a sound transmission appeared in his mind.

Listening to the sound transmission, Meng Hao's smile became brighter and brighter, and for a long time, he closed his eyes.

It was after noon and dusk was approaching. Meng Hao's eyes suddenly opened. With a movement of his body, his whole body turned into a rainbow and roared away from the mountain. He went straight to the residence of the outer sect disciples outside the first peak and close to the mountain gate.

Not long after, Meng Hao arrived at his residence. There was no one around, and it was very quiet. In front of Meng Hao, there were three rows of houses. Meng Hao walked to the second row, and outside the third house, he raised his right hand. With a wave, the door opened immediately, and he stepped inside without any hesitation.

As soon as he stepped in, dozens of eyes immediately looked at him in this house.

The house was very large, and there were dozens of people waiting inside it. Meng Hao glanced around and saw several circles of people in the crowd.

At the same time, these circles are divided into each other due to geographical reasons, and each area is almost gathered together. After all, if they are in the same area, even if they have murderous intentions, they have to weigh the consequences after the incident is exposed. Trouble.

The largest number among them is the Ji family. There are seven people in total. All of them are inner disciples. There is a sparkle in their eyes. Although they did not speak, the aura on their bodies was not concealed at this moment. They were extremely uncomfortable. It is customary, and there is a hint of respect and pride, which is faintly present.

Among these seven people, there are three women and four men, the most obvious of which are two. One of them is Ji Xiaoxiao, and the other is a young man. On his eyebrows, there is a mark of a trident, which flashes from time to time. It gave him a sense of danger. Judging from the feeling, this person seemed to be on par with Ji Mingfeng, who was killed by Meng Hao.

He is none other than the Ji family, Ji Mingkong!

However, among these seven people, what Meng Hao cared about most was not Ji Xiaoxiao and Ji Mingkong, but behind them, a slightly short young man with an unattractive appearance and a smile on his face.

This young man seemed ordinary, but when Meng Hao looked at these seven people, he felt a sense of crisis only in this young man who looked like this.

But it was just a crisis. Meng Hao did not feel the unforgettable and undying hostility among the Ji family members. It was as if they did not know what Meng Hao meant for Ji Mingfeng's death.

Meng Hao glanced at Ji Xiaoxiao casually. Ji Xiaoxiao said nothing and looked at Meng Hao.

In addition to the seven members of the Ji family, there was also the Fang family. Fang Yu looked at Meng Hao with a half-smile but not a smile. Behind Fang Yu, there were two men, each with unkind eyes, looking at Meng Hao coldly.

Seeing these two people, Meng Hao remembered what Fang Yu had mentioned. This time there were three people from the Fang family. He thought these two were the other two from the Fang family.

What caught Meng Hao's attention was that the two men's right hands looked normal. However, Meng Hao had used the Fang family's cicada-wing gloves and could tell at a glance that there was something special about these two men's right hands.

When Dongtu came, in addition to the Ji family and the Fang family, there were three or five other people. Most of these people followed the Ji family and the Fang family. Their own light was obscured by the scorching sun, which made them look normal.

But their cultivation must be good. Meng Hao glanced across the three or five people, and he noticed a slender man. This man was standing next to Fang Yu, with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be very gentle. , only the ruthlessness deep in his eyes gave him a hint of heroism in his whole temperament.

Meng Hao didn't know who this person was, but looking at his location, Meng Hao also figured out something about it.

"Is this person pursuing the Tyrannosaurus?" Meng Hao suddenly admired this person's courage.

The other direction is the Northland. To Meng Hao, the Northland is a wild area. It may be better than the Western Desert, but there is still a gap between the Southern Territory and the Eastern Territory.

Even when Meng Hao had enough understanding, he already knew that the so-called Northland was actually an area of ​​exile. Most of the monks there were not tolerated by other areas, so they went to the Northland to seek their future.

But externally, what Northland promotes is freedom, absolute freedom.

There, the sects that exist are often founded by rebel sects from other regions, and the families that exist are often formed by some splits, such as the so-called imperial family lineage.

It is said that the ancestors once gave birth to several immortals, so that the descendants of the future generations used this as a foundation to gradually grow stronger, and then split, some died, and some came to the north and became ethnic groups.

There are only eight monks in total who appear here in the North. These eight people are very strange. They have no circle with each other, but each one exists alone.

The sense of unruliness is very obvious. Among the eight people, there are three women and five men. Each one is like a poisonous snake, giving people a cold feeling. Especially one of the young men has phoenix eyes and a handsome face. He seems to be smiling, but that smile The coldness makes people feel like there is a cold wind blowing after looking at it.

This person is the legacy of the Imperial Clan.

There is also a young man with a very obvious birthmark on his face. This birthmark is strange, as if it is a separate thing. It slowly moves on the young man's face. It looks shocking and makes people have to pay attention.

On the other side is the Southern Territory.

Meng Hao's eyes softened a little when he saw the people in the Southern Territory. The Southern Territory... was his home after all. To be precise, he was from the Southern Territory.

There are a total of seven people in the Southern Territory. From the division of these seven people, Meng Hao can tell at a glance the alliance between the clans behind them.

Wang Li Hai can be with Han Bei, which obviously represents the cooperation between the Wang family and Qingluo Sect.

Meng Hao did not see Song Yunshu, but he could guess that Song Yunshu's fate must have been silenced by Ji Xiaoxiao.

Until Meng Hao's eyes fell on a woman from the Southern Territory, he looked at her unfamiliar face. But when Meng Hao's eyes touched the woman's eyes, Meng Hao was startled.

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