I Shall Seal the Heavens

"That's...that's the kunpeng!! Only Tianhehai can produce kunpeng in the whole southern land. Meng Hao, you let go of me. This kunpeng is full of death. It is obvious that it is going to go to the birth cave to find a chance to be reborn before it dies. The wind it blows can blow everything away!" Chu Yuyan said quickly.

"Let go of me first." Meng Hao immediately sensed the vibration of the demon core in the Dao platform in his body, his eyes flashed, and he said in a cold voice.

"You!" Chu Yuyan gritted her silver teeth and was about to speak when suddenly, the wind here suddenly became stronger, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was startled, the earth roared, and countless mountain peaks were directly blown off by the wind, and amidst the flying debris, the huge Kunpeng actually changed its direction, as if feeling the power of the demon core that existed in Meng Hao's body at the moment, its dim eyes revealed a faint light, and it actually roared towards Meng Hao and Chu Yuyan in an instant.

The sky became black, the earth was filled with wind, and the strong wind could blow everything away! Overwhelming, making the whole world seem to have become the world of this Kunpeng at this moment!

An indescribable hurricane swept across all directions at the moment when Kunpeng roared, breaking rocks and uprooting trees wherever it passed. The momentum was shocking!

The wind swept over Meng Hao and Chu Yuyan in an instant, causing the oil lamp floating beside Chu Yuyan to shake violently and go out immediately. The moment it went out, the light wrapped around Meng Hao's body disappeared immediately.

It was even at this moment that the demon core in his body exploded, as if the inheritance from that year had reappeared, making Meng Hao's mind roar instantly, as if seeing scenes from ancient times.

In that picture, there is a huge Yinglong and Kunpeng fighting!

boom!

In an instant, Meng Hao's mind was like a huge wave, and the indescribable wind rolled directly on his body, making Meng Hao feel as if he was being squeezed by the sky and the earth, spurting out blood, and his body was swept up by the strong wind like a kite with a broken string.

Meng Hao only had time to take away the two wooden swords and the thunder flag with the last sliver of spiritual power he could radiate before he fell into a coma, and then passed out completely.

Chu Yuyan was even more embarrassed. At the moment of the wind, she spurted blood, her body was covered by a black net, and was directly swept by the wind. Even the oil lamp was blown away by the wind, and she was separated from her.

Meng Hao and Chu Yuyan are both Foundation Establishment cultivators, but even so, in the wind of heaven and earth blown by the whistling Kunpeng, they have no resistance at all. Fortunately, they are not mountains, but connected to the earth. Because of their resistance, they will be directly blown to pieces.

The two of them are like rootless catkins, without the slightest resistance, so even if they were seriously injured and unconscious by the blow, their bodies did not collapse, but were swept away by the wind in one direction, directly blowing away.

The gust of wind that swept across Donglai Kingdom gradually dissipated as Kunpeng went away a few days later.

Meng Hao opened his eyes.

The severe pain in his whole body made him tremble as soon as he opened his eyes. The pain that seemed to be everywhere made Meng Hao's body tremble, as if his whole body was about to shatter.

But his eyes gradually calmed down. Although the pain at this moment was astonishing, it was not as good as when Meng Hao suffered from the poison. Meng Hao, who had endured several poison attacks in the past two years, has gotten used to the pain now.

He struggled to sit up slowly, short of breath, and looked at his body when he lowered his head. His clothes were torn, his skin was covered with wounds, some deep and some shallow, and there were a lot of bruises and abrasions, and even some places had no skin.

The flesh and blood touched the rocks on the ground, and there was a kind of piercing pain.

He panted heavily, and when his eyes swept over his body, he suddenly shrank his eyes. The feeling of weakness in his body made him seem to return to Daqingshan six or seven years ago at this moment.

"My cultivation level..." Meng Hao immediately tried to activate his cultivation level, and then heaved a sigh of relief, but his brows were furrowed. His cultivation level was still there, but it could only be in the body and could not be released from the body, as if being suppressed by some strange force.

It was at this time that he saw his torn clothes, and he no longer had a storage bag. All his storage bags were blown away in the strong wind.

Meng Hao's complexion changed, he raised his right hand with difficulty, and went deep into his bosom. When he touched something, he took it out slowly. It was his Qiankun bag. This bag was obviously different from the storage bag, and it was placed deep in his bosom, so it was not blown away.

"It's a good thing that most of my items are in this Qiankun bag, including the wooden sword and the thunder flag, otherwise the loss will be great." Meng Hao murmured, panting heavily, trying to open the storage bag, but in the end he couldn't open it no matter what, he sighed secretly, and looked around.

This is a dark place, surrounded by a faint black mist. There are strange rocks everywhere on the ground, and there are many bones of birds and animals. I don’t know how long they have been rotting.

If that's all it is, Meng Hao also saw some human bones...

When he looked up, he couldn't see the sky, all he could see was an endless mist floating above.

"Where is this place..." Meng Hao's expression was gloomy. This place is very gloomy. Sitting here at this moment, Meng Hao always felt a sense of crisis constantly emerging.

"I don't know if my cultivation was caused by the strong wind, or... because of the special place." Meng Hao pondered for a long time before regaining some strength, gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up, supported the stone beside him, and walked forward slowly. After about a stick of incense, Meng Hao stopped and looked at the rock wall in front of him silently.

Meng Hao looked back and looked around in silence, and gradually understood where he was. This place should be deep in a cliff.

"I was blown into the cliff by the wind blown by the Kunpeng. I don't know where the cliff is located in Donglai Kingdom. I need to solve the problem of cultivation as soon as possible. Once my cultivation recovers, I can leave here." Meng Hao sighed secretly, leaning against the rock wall, and sat there to recover his strength.

Time passed, but the sky could not be seen. I don't know how long it had passed. Meng Hao's physical strength gradually recovered a lot. During this period, he tried to open the universe bag, but he was still unable to do so. When he finally had to give up, he stood up, found a branch as thick as an arm from all around, supported his body and walked forward.

"Since it's a cliff, there must be an exit." Meng Hao looked up and looked around. The place was silent without the slightest sound. This absolute silence made Meng Hao seem to be able to hear his own heartbeat. He took a deep breath and planned to search as much as possible here to find the exit.

He walked slowly, looked vigilant, and looked around from time to time. The place was eerie and gloomy, and he didn't know if there was any danger, but Meng Hao had to find an exit, even if there was danger, he couldn't help it now.

Two hours later, Meng Hao's body slowly recovered a lot of strength. After all, he had condensed his energy and broke through to become a foundation, so his body was much tougher and stronger, but his heart gradually sank. The cliff here seemed to be not small. He still couldn't find the exit, and there were more and more strange rocks on the ground.

After half an hour passed, Meng Hao suddenly stopped, his eyes showed a strange light, looking forward, a sneer gradually appeared on the corners of his mouth.

In front of him, beside a strange rock, lay a person. This person was wearing a ragged white dress, revealing a large area of ​​skin, and his long hair was hanging loose...it was Chu Yuyan.

She lay there in a coma, surrounded by the loosened and shrunk black net.

Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and he approached slowly after a while. When he reached Chu Yuyan's side, he raised his right hand and placed it between Chu Yuyan's nose and lips, and then pressed it on the skin exposed by the torn clothes of Chu Yuyan's abdomen.

"She's not dead yet. I can feel that her cultivation is being suppressed in her body under finger pressure, and she can't escape." Meng Hao narrowed his eyes, looked at Chu Yuyan for a while, and suddenly smiled.

"Now that I'm awake, should I continue to pretend?"

He spoke, but Chu Yuyan was motionless, Meng Hao snorted coldly, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and was about to poke at Chu Yuyan's head.

But at this moment, Chu Yuyan suddenly opened her eyes, staring at Meng Hao coldly.

Meng Hao had a half-smile, he suddenly felt that being at the bottom of the cliff was not boring, his eyes swept across Chu Yuyan's body, the bumpy and delicate body, the skin exposed under the broken gown and the edge of the red apron made Chu Yuyan at this moment have an astonishing sense of beauty.

Chu Yuyan's face turned red, with shame and anger in her eyes, she stared at Meng Hao stubbornly, she raised her hands struggling to cover her body, but she hummed softly in pain, the sound came out with a strange feeling, it was very clear in this quiet low place of the cliff.

Meng Hao laughed when he heard it.

"What are you laughing at, you vile and shameless bastard!" Chu Yuyan gritted her teeth and just opened her mouth when Meng Hao raised his right hand and slapped Chu Yuyan with a slap, his eyes showing indifference.

"Shut up."

"You!!" Chu Yuyan looked angry, her beautiful face, at this moment there was a five-finger palm print on one side of her face, Meng Hao slapped Meng Hao so hard that Chu Yuyan's body trembled. She had never been hit like this since she was a child, and even Wang Tengfei respected her as a guest.

With a slap, Meng Hao slapped Chu Yuyan again, not on the other side, but on the same side.

"I told you, shut up, Wang Tengfei treats you like a treasure, but with me, you are nothing." Meng Hao said calmly, his voice not hurried or slow.

Chu Yuyan gritted her teeth and stared at Meng Hao. The cultivation in her body was suppressed, as if she had become a mortal. The unprecedented crisis made Chu Yuyan fall to the bottom of the abyss, as if she had fallen from the arrogance of the sky before, and became a weak girl who could be exploited by mermaids.

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Sorry for the late update.