I Shall Seal the Heavens

The roaring sound circled the entire Fang Ding world at this moment, and as thunder and lightning moved around, Pi Dong seemed to be taken aback in mid-air, as if he was looking at Meng Hao and the others.

At this moment, Han Bei's voice came out.

"My little sister wants to use the method of blood, so I ask brother Meng and Xie Lang to help me with all my strength." During the words, Han Bei bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood. His blood instantly melted into the three-color entangled silk in front of him, and was absorbed by it in an instant, making the red glow even stronger. If there was a blood in it, he followed the silk thread and went straight to the statue with a crack on its back.

After the instant poured in, the roaring sound reverberated again. At this moment, the whole body of the huge statue shook violently, and a large amount of dust fell off. Meng Hao immediately felt the cultivation in his body. At this moment, he was directly sucked away by the silk thread in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness was also in it, and went away along the thread.

His eyes flickered without any change in his expression. Xie Jie on the side had piercing eyes, holding the silk thread in his hand, allowing his cultivation and spiritual knowledge to pour into it. Sometimes when he looked at Meng Hao, there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, but when he looked at Han Bei, it turned into tenderness. He and Han Bei could be said to be childhood sweethearts.

At this moment, the roaring sound became more and more intense, and Han Bei's face turned pale. She was the leader of the three strands of entwining power, while Meng Hao and Xie Jie were only assisting, and their cultivation power and spiritual knowledge were not used to activate the statue, but poured into Han Bei to stimulate the power of her blood.

She wants to use her own blood to fuse the spirit of the ancestor statue, and then activate it. this method. And only she can do it. Otherwise, if you don't have the blood, the amount of cultivation you need to mobilize the statue's spirit cannot be tolerated by Meng Hao and others.

Time passed, and after about ten breaths passed, the roaring sound shook the heavens and the half-kneeling statue. At this moment, in the midst of this roaring and shaking, unexpectedly...as if he had come to life, his eyes gradually revealed light, and his body slowly...showed signs that he was about to stand up.

Han Bei's face was even paler, but his eyes were bright, and he spurted a mouthful of blood again. As his blood flowed into the statue, the whole body of the statue shook, as if the earth was shaking, and the huge statue suddenly... stood up!

There was a dull light in his eyes. After standing up, there was an indescribable coercion. Covering all directions in an instant, he slowly lowered his left hand from his originally raised hands. This scene fell into Meng Hao's eyes and turned into an unforgettable scene.

He took a deep breath and kept his cultivation and spiritual knowledge gushing out. Han Bei's body was trembling. This time, he was not pretending to be trembling, but was really trembling. His face was already as pale as a dead person, but his eyes were full of persistence, and he spurted blood again.

boom!

that giant statue,

Standing up completely at this moment, when his left hand was slowly falling, he stretched out his index finger. This huge index finger seemed to gather an indescribable force, and it fell directly towards the round tripod in the center of the nine statues below.

The moment the statue's left index finger fell, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly shrank, shining with a strange light.

"Lend me a little more power of cultivation!" When Han Bei's voice came out in a hurry, Xie Jie did not hesitate to cultivate his body, followed the silk thread in his hand, and poured into it in an instant.

Meng Hao's eyes flickered, and he sent out some. Immediately, Han Bei's face turned reddish, as if he had regained some of his blood, but it soon turned into another mouthful of blood, making the statue even stronger. The index finger of his left hand that fell was even faster.

But at this moment, the index finger of the statue's left hand suddenly changed its direction. It was no longer rushing towards Yuanding, but towards Xie Jie.

"Han Bei, what are you going to do!" Xie Jie let go of the silk in his hand suddenly, his eyes showed horror and intense panic, and he was about to back away, Meng Hao's eyes flashed slightly, and when he opened his mouth, a ray of thunder fog flew out instantly, blocking Xie Jie's back, amidst the rumbling and reverberating, Xie Jie couldn't help but pause, his voice was still reverberating, and the huge statue's fingers pressed against Xie Jie's body in an instant at an indescribable speed.

With just a light touch, Xie Jie's whole body exploded with a bang, and his altar collapsed and shattered at this moment, and all signs of life seemed to be erased at this moment.

There were no screams, only Xie Jie's roar before his death was still circling. At this moment, with his death, a strand of orange silk flew out from his shattered body and merged into the statue's fingers.

At the same time, Xie Jie's storage bag also flew up and went straight to Han Bei. When she grabbed it in her hand, she immediately took out a black vial inside. After being crushed by her, a phantom flew out of the vial. The appearance of this phantom was exactly the same as Han Bei.

All this is a long story, but in fact it only takes a few breaths. Meng Hao witnessed all this with his own eyes, but his expression did not change at all, as if he knew it long ago, his face was expressionless, only his eyes flickered slightly.

"Thank you Brother Meng for your help." Han Bei smiled sweetly and bowed to Meng Hao.

"Han Dao's friendly means, just killed your Xie Lang." Meng Hao said lightly, he was not surprised, because when he got the purple compass given by Han Bei before, although there was no Han Bei's brand in it, there was a sentence of Han Bei.

In that sentence, Han Bei bluntly said that he wanted to kill Xie Jie and asked Meng Hao for help, so Meng Hao gave Han Bei a meaningful look at that time.

"Qingluo Sect captured my people back then. It seemed that the treatment was good, but in fact it was like raising livestock. This Xie Jie is even more cunning. He has been very hostile to me since he was a child. Now that he has become an adult, he has become more interested in me. Naturally, I want to kill him.

Not to mention killing this person, everything we have obtained this time will belong to the Qingluo Sect. Once this person dies, there will only be you and me here, so we don't have to worry about anyone dividing it up again. Han Bei smiled and looked at Meng Hao.

"Brother Meng is very intelligent, and my younger sister dared not cheat, that's why I left a voice on the compass before. Don't worry, my younger sister will do what she promised. You and I will share the refinement of the years here, and I will never let Brother Meng do anything again." Han Bei's expression was very sincere, but in fact, she also sighed in her heart. The six of them had their own thoughts and kept plotting against each other all the way, but only Meng Hao calmly avoided all calculations.

He has even countered many times, until now, others have died, but he is still here. Han Bei is afraid of this matter, but also admires it very much. You must know that if there is a mistake along the way, the Meng Hao in front of him may have died long ago.

At this moment, she subconsciously did not want to provoke Meng Hao too much, so the sincerity in these words was indeed an expression of her heart.

Meng Hao looked calm, didn't speak, just nodded, but there was thunder mist appearing outside his body, if Han Bei did the slightest unkind move, Meng Hao would try his best to disperse the thunder mist, attracting countless thunderbolts to come here in an instant, and the fish would die without breaking the net.

Han Bei took a deep breath. Seeing Meng Hao like this, the last thoughts in her heart were dispelled. She finally came here and tried all the tricks. She really didn't want to have any accidents at this moment, so she pointed at the statue at this moment when she made a formula with both hands.

It fell instantly, and the whole world of the square tripod shook violently, and the round tripod was shaken even more. When the top cover was tilted slowly, a purple aura burst out instantly. In this aura, Meng Hao immediately saw three thin jade pages floating inside, as if they were about to fly out from the tripod with the purple aura, but it was obviously a little bit worse, as if they could be sucked back at any time.

There was a strong light in Han Bei's eyes. He took a deep breath at this moment, patted the storage bag with his right hand, and immediately took out a clay pot the size of a skull from the storage bag.

When it was lifted high, the pot flew out, turning into a rainbow and rushing towards Yuanding. After getting close, the pot shattered and exploded, spraying out a large amount of broken ash.

Even more so, in the broken ash, more than a dozen phantoms could be faintly seen. They were male and female, of different ages, but each of them had some similarities, as if they were all of the same blood.

These are not broken ashes, these are the ashes of life formed by the dead members of the Han family in the past. Before they died, they incinerated themselves and formed the ashes of life. At this moment, it spread, and the dozen or so figures bowed to Yuanding one after another.

"Use Han Zu's bloodline to break the ancient contract, this bloodline remains, please return the ancestor..." During the words, their figures all poured into the purple air.

At the same time, the statue of the ancestor of the Han family turned his fingers into a palm, pressing towards the fulfillment of the tripod dream.

At the moment of rushing into the purple air, at the moment of pressing the palm of the hand, the cauldron vibrated, and a loud roar shook the world again. In this loud noise, more than a dozen figures in the ashes of life were all burned, and the statue of the ancestor of the Han family was shocked. It shattered from the footsteps, and collapsed in the blink of an eye.

So that from then on, the statue here is no longer nine, but eternally becomes eight!

Han Bei's body seemed to be bombarded by an invisible force, and when she took a few steps back, blood spurted out again, but the moment she stepped back, a purple glow flew out of the crumbling statue. In Han Bei's excitement and expectation, Meng Hao saw with his own eyes that there seemed to be a sleeping villain inside the purple glow, and at this moment, he went straight to Han Bei and sank into the center of his eyebrows.

"She is for this!" Meng Hao narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, at the cost of the shattering of the statue and the disappearance of more than a dozen figures of the Han family, the three jade pages in the purple air broke free from the cauldron in an instant, and flew out in an instant, but at the moment they flew out, there seemed to be a sigh coming from the cauldron.

As the sigh came out, one of the three jade pages suddenly stopped and was sucked back into the cauldron, but the remaining two pages rushed out quickly.

Chapter VII! ! I feel that I am so awesome that I can write so much, and now I am writing the eighth update with passion! ! (to be continued...) ()