I Shall Seal the Heavens

Two days later, in a valley, a black figure roared up, and a voice came out proudly and violently.

"Brother Ouyang, don't worry, this despicable person, the old man will help you deal with it. After the old man lifts his head, you and I will have a drink!" During the words, the figure went straight into the air, facing a golden light that came, and bumped into it. and go.

On this figure, there appeared a huge mountain peak transformed into alchemy, and even behind this mountain peak, there was a huge ape transformed into a totem, roaring as if holding the mountain peak, and smashing towards Meng Hao.

The big head was not far away, looking at this scene, his expression was moved, he finally found a good friend from back then, willing to do it for him.

When he was moved at this moment, the big head turned around without hesitation, and went away in an instant at an extremely fast speed.

But he flew out for about ten breaths, and there was a loud roar behind him, and there was even a horrified scream, which came to an abrupt stop soon.

His heart was shaken, and he looked back, and immediately saw that huge ape collapsed and the mountain shattered. As for the cultivator who blocked Meng Hao, his whole body collapsed and shattered, and all of this came from Meng Hao's right hand. punch.

Looking at Meng Hao's right hand fist, Datou felt his scalp go numb again, blood spewed out in shock, and fled desperately.

"Pervert, when did such an evildoer appear in Motu, how could I provoke this guy..." Big head became more bitter in his heart, lowered his head and galloped vigorously.

The evening of the fourth day...

"Brother Ouyang, don't worry, our Nine Saints of Mount Mo may not be as good as Brother Ouyang in terms of cultivation, but in terms of formations, anyone below Yuanying can be trapped for at least three days!" On a plain, a bald monk. Picking up the wine glass, he smiled.

The big head was pale, and he barely picked up the wine glass, but he looked into the distance from time to time. look at. It was a piece of golden light, and there were eight figures. Going straight to the golden light.

"Brother Ouyang, don't worry, the gilded lizard totem you promised us, remember not to break your promise." The bald monk laughed, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.

He also heard about it these days. I heard that this Ouyang, one of the three major sects in Dongluo City, offended a junior in the middle stage of alchemy, and was attacked to the point of wounding and hunted down half of the western part of Motu.

Seeing the other party's terrified look at this moment, he felt even more contemptuous in his heart, thinking that the other party was probably just a false name in the past.

"A mere monk in the mid-stage of alchemy, but someone still calls him the Golden Light Patriarch? It's so ridiculous,

I, Mo Shanjiu...huh? "The bald man drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. He opened his mouth calmly, but before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden loud roar, and the earth seemed to shake. It was clearly noon, but on the battlefield in the distance, there was a starry sky!

When the bald man was surprised, Ouyang's mind buzzed, and his face showed sadness. He threw the wine glass without hesitation, and slammed his chest with his right hand, forcing out a mouthful of blood. It was extremely fast, and the movements were even more skillful, which made the bald monk stunned.

The bald man subconsciously revealed a sarcasm, but before the sarcasm dissipated, suddenly, the hairs all over his body stood up, and a strong crisis emerged in an instant, he turned around suddenly, his whole body was as if being bombarded by thunder, and he was stunned. He looked at a young man with a refined appearance and golden light all over his body, who appeared beside him at some point, and was picking up the flagon, putting it to his mouth to take a sip.

"You..." The middle-aged man's scalp exploded, and he glanced at the distance from the corner of his eye. What he saw were the corpses of his eight companions falling in mid-air at this moment.

He took a deep breath and stepped back suddenly, but the next moment, his world was pitch black.

"I would like to surrender to Patriarch Jin Guang!!" At the moment when the world was dark, the bald monk said without hesitation, and in the next breath, his world returned to light.

The hunt is still going on, the seventh day!

The big-headed monk did not choose to escape back to his sect, because as an ancestor of the sect, he took all the elders of the sect with him when he went out this time. Among the monks in the sect today, there are only foundations and no alchemy.

Even the big formation of the sect, with his current state, couldn't maintain its operation. If he brought someone back to the sect and stayed in one place, he felt that he would definitely die.

All he can do is to escape, to the forces of one familiar person after another, but most of these people are similar to his cultivation base, without Nascent Soul.

After all, in Motu, Nascent Soul is already the strongest person you can see on weekdays. If it were at another time, you might be able to find a few Nascent Soul casual cultivators, but now... Motu is in chaos, whether it is Nine Both the City Alliance and the Motu Palace are extremely concerned about the Nascent Soul monks, and try their best to win over and recruit them, making Datou not qualified to ask for them at all.

At this moment, he could only flee one place after another, struggling hard. He also wanted to go to Dongluo City, but he knew the cruelty of Motu cultivator, and he was worthless to Dongluo City in this state. He will stand up for himself. If he had agreed to join the Dongluo family before, it's okay to say that the Dongluo family must come forward.

But here I was before, for the sake of selling for a price, I only said that I thought about it, but I didn't agree. In this way, it was very difficult to get the Dongluo family to help.

"Damn it, when did such an evildoer appear in Motu!" The big-headed monk cursed inwardly, and suddenly he saw a golden light shining behind him from the corner of his eye, and suddenly he spit out blood again, and his body roared away. Almost a lifetime of blood has been sprayed out, and his face is pale at the moment, but the injury is secondary, and it is more due to the gradual scarcity of blood in his body.

But he had no other choice, he couldn't beat him, so he could only run away.

Behind this big-headed monk, at this moment, the golden light is surging to the sky, and Meng Hao's figure roars forward in this golden light. Behind him, there are nearly 400 monks in the distance, all of whom are trapped by the big-headed forces along the way. In the face of life and death, choose the one who surrenders.

Among these people, the bald monk from Moshan who was in the middle stage of alchemy was also among them. At this moment, these four hundred people roared and looked at the golden light outside Meng Hao's body in front of him from a distance.

There are so many people, within seven days, this group of them has become famous in the area west of Motu, and the places they pass are overwhelming, especially the golden light of Meng Hao's body, which he deliberately dispersed. Full of awe.

I don't know who was the first to spread the title of Patriarch Jin Guang, and it gradually spread, making most of the nearby forces know these four words.

after one day. The big head was exhausted to the limit. But he gritted his teeth and went straight to a high mountain ahead. This mountain is dangerous, there is black water at the bottom of the mountain, and there are three or five huge vultures flying around on the top of the mountain, sometimes making ugly neighing.

Even at the top of this mountain. There were three old men sitting cross-legged. Except for the old man in the middle wearing a seven-color robe who was in the late stage of alchemy, the remaining two were in the middle stage of alchemy.

The three old men all had ugly faces at the moment. Although they were sitting cross-legged in meditation, they were obviously in full swing. With vigilance, they stared straight at the big-headed monk who was approaching quickly from the outside world and the golden light behind him.

"Damn it. It's Patriarch Jin Guang!"

"The story of Patriarch Jin Guang chasing and killing Ouyang has been spread all over the past few days, but anyone who helped Ouyang was brutally killed by Patriarch Jin Guang in the end!"

"I heard that there are more than ten alchemy cultivators who died at the hands of Patriarch Jin Guang... Among them, the weakest ones are in the middle stage of alchemy, and two of them are in the late stage of alchemy!"

"You have forgotten that the ancestors of the three major sects in Dongluo City and the other two sects, Ouyang was hunted down like this. They haven't appeared yet. It seems that it is more or less ominous. If you count them, they will die in the hands of this murderous Jin Guang ancestor. In the late stage of alchemy, there are as many as four people!"

The faces of the three are extremely ugly, they have some friendship with the big head, but this kind of friendship is not enough to resist Patriarch Jin Guang for them, but judging by the appearance of the big head, it is clear that they are coming here to take refuge.

"Three fellow Taoists, help!!" Datou hurriedly said, his voice pleading, with his identity and cultivation level, being able to shout like this shows how miserable he has been these days. His voice reached the top of the mountain and fell into the ears of the three elders In the process, they couldn't help but also feel sympathetic.

"You three, do you want to join in too?" Meng Hao roared over, his whole body glowing with gold, making his figure look golden at first glance. At this moment, he spoke lightly, but his voice was thunderous and thunderous.

The complexions of the three old men changed, especially the two old men with slightly lower cultivation bases, their minds humming, their complexions immediately turned pale, and the formation of alchemy in their bodies vibrated. This scene immediately made the three of them gasp.

He couldn't help thinking of the rumors about this Jindan Patriarch in the past few days.

The cultivator who swallowed the alchemy alive did not survive, the killing was monstrous, and the methods were brutal!

This is exactly the description about Meng Hao that got out somehow. In fact, during these days, he didn't kill many people, and most of them were shot by the hundreds of people behind him.

Almost at the moment when Meng Hao's words fell, among the three elders on the top of the mountain, the one with the highest level of cultivation in the seven-color robe stood up abruptly, with a smile on his face, and bowed with his fists clasped.

"I pay my respects to Patriarch Jin Guang. I will never participate in the matter between the two of you." After he finished speaking, he stomped his feet, and a light curtain appeared instantly, covering the mountain, preventing the big head from entering at all.

The big head let out a mournful cry, spat out blood, unfolded the secret technique, and fled again. He was skinny and his body was extremely thin, which made the huge head more obvious. He was flying in the air at this moment, as if his body would lose the strength to support the head at any time , causing the head to directly drag the body and fall down.

With a face full of grief and indignation, the big head galloped away.

Another two days passed, and the big head found sadly that wherever he went, all the friends from the past all started formations to prevent him from going, as if he had become the god of plague.

There was even a force that opened the formation slowly. After he broke in to ask for help, the opponent immediately turned his face and attacked him, as if afraid of being misunderstood by the Jin Guang Patriarch who was chasing behind him.

Along the way, the big head was completely desperate. At this moment, he was in mid-air, staring blankly at the desolation around him. The feeling of being unaccompanied made him lose all the strength to escape. He turned around with a pale face, and looked at the roaring Meng Hao.

"Don't run away?" After more than ten breaths, Meng Hao appeared in front of the big head, and spoke lightly.

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I sent the wind chimes away, started to code, and talked about wine these days, because I am a brother, I will do my best to entertain you!

But you are also Ergen's brothers, this battle is about the glory of brothers and sisters, about Ergen's persistence, this month... the same will be fought!

Tomorrow the ear roots will continue to erupt. Brothers and sisters, our monthly pass has been pulled far away. Are you discouraged? I am not. Instead, it has aroused a fighting spirit. Let us fight this July without regret! ()