I Shall Seal the Heavens

"For the Crow God!" At the end of the funeral song, it was the unified voice of nearly a thousand tribesmen inside the light curtain. At this moment, outside the light curtain, all the five tribesmen roared together with crazy laughter and a meaning of madness.

"For Wu Shen!" Meng Hao spoke softly, raised his right hand and waved, his eyes revealed a cold light, and he looked sharply at Zhao Youlan in the distance who was retreating rapidly and being protected by several Nascent Soul elders.

At this glance, Zhao Youlan's complexion immediately became paler, and the Nascent Soul elders around her immediately looked strongly alert.

Meng Hao looked indifferent. After one glance, he quickly retracted. This woman escaped this disaster today. Now that he does not have the timing before, it is impossible to kill her.

With a flick of his body, Meng Hao stepped directly into the three thousand monks. With the power of his cultivation, he rushed into the crowd. The lotus sword array around him was spinning, and the power of time spread. Wherever he passed, the years accelerated, and everything The bodies of the Poisonous Spider cultivators within the Lotus Sword Formation were aging rapidly, and their expressions were greatly changed, and they were even more horrified.

Killing people was like massacre. Among the many monks of the poisonous spider lineage, Meng Hao wore a blood-colored mask. He raised his right hand and waved. Immediately, the Years Sword Formation roared and rotated seven or eight times continuously from outside the body of a pill-forming monk. When the Years When the sword formation dispersed, the pill-forming monk had become old, his eyes dim, and a gust of wind blew out the fire of life.

As he waved his hand, the blood-finger shone with a shocking light. Wherever Meng Hao passed, everyone he touched would immediately have their blood flow reversed, and their bodies would explode to death.

At this moment, he took seven steps forward, raised his left hand and pointed behind him. Immediately behind him, a poisonous spider-lineage monk came with murderous intent between his eyebrows. Penetrate instantly.

Cleanly and neatly, Meng Hao flicked his sleeves, and suddenly the more than 10,000 monsters remaining in the surrounding area rushed over with roars and joined the melee. Together with the tribesmen of the five tribes, they were buried in the funeral song. In the echo, it is of the same lineage as the poisonous spider. Fight to the death!

The black bat had a strange figure before and often disappeared, but now its eyes showed an indifferent light, and its body disappeared in an instant. When it appeared, it was often behind a monk of the poisonous spider lineage. After the huge wings fiercely surrounded the monk, in the horror and struggle of the monk, its sharp teeth instantly pierced the opponent's neck. With one suck, the monk's body quickly withered, visible to the naked eye.

Whenever this time. The black bat's eyes will show blood, and the aura of its body will become strangely stronger. At the beginning, it only looked for the weakest monks. But gradually, it began to set its sights on the poisonous spider lineage monks who were in the early stages of pill formation.

Meng Hao occasionally glanced over. The black bat immediately restrained its movements and did not reveal any clues. However, Meng Hao had long been wary of this black bat with a wooden sword in its body, so he could naturally see it clearly.

"On this thing,

There's a big secret! "Meng Hao was thoughtful, but this was not the time to delve deeper. He felt that his imprint on the other party was still there, so in a flash, he continued to kill the cultivators of the poisonous spider lineage.

In the melee, in addition to the black bats, the dazzling ones are also big hairs with silver hair. Wherever they pass, as if the silver moon is coming, there are also swarms of demonic mosquitoes, which spread out and drink blood with their ferocious mouthparts.

There was also the red crocodile that looked like a dragon, that huge lizard, and all of Meng Hao's alien monsters. It was like they had experienced a baptism in this chaotic battle. All those who could survive until now were stronger than before. Too much.

The killing unfolded vigorously. With the madness of the people of the five tribes and the drop in morale of the poisonous spider lineage, especially Meng Hao's action, the war immediately tilted in the direction of the five tribes!

The appearance of those strange monsters immediately caused the poisonous spider lineage to suffer an unprecedented tragedy. Soon, of the more than 3,000 people, only less than a thousand were left. Blood covered the earth, and the smell of blood lingered in the air. The surrounding area is dense and lingering.

Until a shrill scream came from above, except for the two Nascent Soul elders who protected Zhao Youlan, the remaining seven people of the Poisonous Spider lineage were fighting each other to the death with the seven Nascent Soul monks from the fifth department. The one who screamed at this moment was an elder from the poisonous spider lineage.

This man is middle-aged. His face is pale at the moment, his eyes are shrinking, and his body is retreating rapidly. There is a huge wound on his chest, and his beating heart can be seen. In front of him is the great elder of the Dark An tribe. His hair was disheveled and his body was seriously injured, but the madness in his expression was as shocking as that of a wild beast.

During the roar, there was a loud noise. After the sound, the body of the great elder of the Dark Anni tribe collapsed, and he was killed by another elder of the poisonous spider lineage. But before he died, his collapsed right hand had already raised the previous tragic weapon. The head of a middle-aged man yelling.

This is the poisonous spider lineage, the first Yuanying monk to die in this battle. With the death of the Yuanying elder, the more than a thousand monks left in the poisonous spider lineage seem to have lost their last fighting spirit, and each one He immediately chose to escape and retreated desperately.

Like the ebb of the tide, their expressions were horrified. They no longer attacked with supernatural powers, but instead used full protection. They launched at full speed and actively retreated. Even the remaining Nascent Soul elders in the air were frightened at this moment. They no longer had the will to fight and quickly ran away. .

At this point in this battle, although the Five Divisions had an absolute advantage, they paid a price far greater than the poisonous spider lineage for this advantage.

So...how can we let the poisonous spiders escape!

"kill!"

"Kill!!" The five monks had red eyes, with madness and a sense of pleasure for revenge. Some even had tears in their eyes and chased them out like crazy.

This is not only true for ordinary monks, but also for Nascent Soul monks. In Meng Hao's silence, he could not empathize with the pain of losing a loved one, but in such an atmosphere, he could feel a belief in revenge, which reminded him of Ji family!

A moment later, another Nascent Soul cultivator from the poisonous spider lineage died miserably, and only a few hundred of these fleeing poisonous spider lineage members were left in the fight between Meng Hao's demon group and the five tribesmen.

The decadence is like a mountain, unstoppable!

At this moment, a drop of rain fell on Meng Hao's body, making a slight sound. The color of this rainwater was a bit special. It was purple. When it fell on his body, it directly stained his clothes. After it soaked through, it touched Meng Hao's skin. skin.

Meng Hao froze when he was touched by the rain. The area touched by the rain was a little cold. This cold breath seemed to be able to extinguish life, but just a drop would not harm Meng Hao.

"Purple rain?" Meng Hao paused, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the sky. The sky was now completely dark, and the raindrops falling were very few and scattered.

"Could it be that too many people died here, and the smell of blood and resentment merged and turned into clouds instead of dissipating, which is why there is this purple rain?" Meng Hao thought for a while, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said The sporadic drops before seeing the purple rain were not only on his body, but also on other people, including many monks of the poisonous spider lineage.

It seemed ordinary, but for some reason, Meng Hao always felt that the purple rain falling on his body, the cold and life-killing scene, could not be dissipated, and remained in his heart.

Zhao Youlan was also aware of the rain. She was biting her lower lip and watching her people die, but she had no choice. This war could no longer be won with her command.

This battle had already become a melee. The moment Wu Bu's funeral song came out, Zhao Youlan understood that in this battle... their poisonous spider lineage was completely defeated.

Her heart was torn, but more importantly, it was the only figure that was imprinted in her heart during this battle. This figure gave her an unprecedented blow, causing her to fail the trial and almost destroy her. The person she killed... was naturally Meng Hao.

At this moment, a drop of purple rain fell on the tip of her hair, flowing down her face, and the cold feeling shocked Zhao Youlan's body. She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe away the rain, and wrinkled when she lowered her head and stared. Her beautiful eyebrows are even tighter.

"Purple Rain?" Zhao Youlan was stunned.

The purple rain only dropped a few drops, then did not come again, and was quickly ignored by others. Only Zhao Youlan and Meng Hao vaguely felt that the appearance of this rain seemed... something was not quite right, and the look in their eyes , across the melee, they stared at each other again, and there was wariness of each other in their eyes.

"not him."

"It's not her." Meng Hao and Zhao Youlan instantly saw each other's hesitation in each other's eyes, and the moment their eyes broke apart...

Suddenly, bursts of whining sounds suddenly whirled from the distant heaven and earth. This sound was not a funeral song, but a war cry. Its appearance immediately made those cultivators of the poisonous spider lineage who were between life and death, Their minds immediately cheered up, and the dissipated fighting spirit suddenly rose again at this moment. Everyone was excited and shouted to the sky.

Even the Nascent Soul elders of the poisonous spider lineage in mid-air could not conceal their excitement at this moment. The two elders beside Zhao Youlan seemed to be relieved at this moment. Only Zhao Youlan silently raised his head and looked at the sky.

In the distant sky, there is a black line at this moment, like a rolling black ocean, rolling up big waves, roaring and roaring. Above this black line, like stepping on black sea water, there is a huge red scorpion. The shadow let out a shocking roar.

"The poisonous scorpion lineage!" The black soldier tribesman who was fighting with the high priest shrank his eyes and took a breath when he saw this scene. There was sadness in his expression. If it weren't for the extraterritorial heart demon flower, with five The strength of the army can still barely sustain this battle, but now...

In mid-air, all the five tribesmen stopped pursuing each other one by one, but quickly approached each other, showing their madness, staring at the sky in the distance, like poisonous scorpions coming from the sea!

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