I Shall Seal the Heavens

The areas he chose back then were all remote corners, most of which he had seen in the first realm and knew they could be preserved.

As it approached, Meng Hao became more and more nervous. A moment later, when he came to this shooting area, looking at the ruins on the ground, Meng Hao took a deep breath and immediately came down.

After searching around for a long time, Meng Hao lowered his head and looked at the ground under his feet. He suddenly raised his right foot and stepped down hard. With a bang, the ground under his feet exploded immediately. Countless sand and dust flew everywhere. In an instant, a huge A deep pit appeared at Meng Hao's feet.

But there is nothing in the deep pit...

Meng Hao's face looked a little ugly. He turned around and started searching in various locations. After a while, he almost searched the entire place but found nothing.

It seems that here, from beginning to end, no wooden sword of time has been buried.

"Did you fail..." Meng Hao's eyes showed a hint of unwillingness, his eyes flashed, and his body flew up, flying towards the second place where the sword was hidden.

When he arrived at the second place where the sword was hidden, he searched again, but the result was exactly the same. No matter how he searched, he could not find any trace of the Wooden Sword of Time.

Then, in the third area, the answer is still the same.

Meng Hao's heart sank lower and lower, and a wry smile appeared on his face. He was now certain that his idea of ​​imagining the ancient times had failed.

Sighing, he walked towards the last place where the sword was buried. This place was close to the Seventh Peak and was far away. But now it was not an illusory ancient time. The road was smooth. Now this place was in danger, even for Meng Hao. It also took several days. Only then did we arrive at the foot of the seventh peak. The place where he hid the fourth wooden sword.

There used to be a mountain forest here, but now the mountain forest had long been reduced to ashes and turned into ruins. In the ruins, Meng Hao searched for a long time before he found the place where the sword had been buried.

After blasting it away, Meng Hao looked at the empty pit and sighed. Completely giving up hope, he understood that he had failed.

"But if it fails, then where did the Sword of Time go?" Meng Hao suddenly frowned. He opened his storage bag. In his storage bag, there were only six wooden swords of time left. The ones he buried The four swords have indeed disappeared.

Meng Hao was silent. This matter was strange and seemed to be beyond his imagination. There are many answers. The only explanation seems to be that the sword was successfully buried, but the four wooden swords of time had been taken away a long time ago.

Meng Hao shook his head,

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly glanced at the edge of the deep pit and saw something. The moment he saw the object, Meng Hao's body shook violently, his breathing became rapid, and in a sudden flash, he appeared directly in front of the pit. He walked into the deep pit and stared at a piece of wood that was only the size of a fingernail and looked ordinary, hidden in the soil.

This piece of wood shows the decay of time, its appearance is ugly, and it is stuck in the soil...

"This is..." Meng Hao's breathing was faster than ever before. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and carefully picked up the piece of wood. The piece of wood was about the size of a fingernail, with irregular edges, but there was a corner that seemed to be hiding a sharp edge.

Like the tip of a sword! !

"This is spring and autumn wood, this is the tip of the wooden sword!" Meng Hao's breathing became more and more rapid, his mind roared, and he suddenly became confused. He longed for success, but he could not understand success.

At this moment, when his mind was roaring, he looked carefully at the tip of the sword in his hand.

"No... it seems... it's not the wooden sword I buried back then?" Meng Hao exclaimed. Looking carefully, he saw that on this piece of wood the size of a fingernail, the power of nearly 30,000 years of time existed.

It's just that because this piece of wood is too small, the power of time on it is very unstable, as if it is in the process of evaporation and will gradually disappear.

"My wooden sword, if it is really successful, has been buried here for about 100,000 years, but this piece of wood is only 30,000 years old. In addition, there seems to be some difference in its appearance?" Meng Hao couldn't tell clearly. As he pondered, he suddenly I also had doubts about whether I was successful back then.

Without seeing the complete sword, it was difficult for Meng Hao to judge, and on this piece of wood, he did not feel the imprints and marks he had left on the wooden sword.

While pondering, Meng Hao put away this precious piece of wood. Although it was small, it was impossible to tell whether it was left by Meng Hao back then, but the power of thirty thousand years of time on it was comparable to that of this small fragment. Treasure.

"If it fails, I will only lose four wooden swords of time. As long as I consume some spiritual stones, I can copy them. If it succeeds, it will be taken away by others in advance, but this thing was refined by me. If you encounter it one day in the future, even if this sword has been refined many times.

But the heart of the sword is the power of my years, so I will always be the first master of the sword. "Meng Hao's eyes flashed. Since he couldn't figure out the matter, he didn't want to go to useless places to think about it. When he raised his head, he looked at the area behind the seventh peak, and a touch of sadness gradually appeared in his eyes.

"That's the gravesite of Father Ke." Meng Hao stood up, turned into a rainbow, and flew straight to the place where the powerful men of the Demon Immortal Sect were buried after their deaths.

Along the way, Meng Hao heard roars coming from various areas within the Demon Immortal Sect, and there were even sounds of fighting, sometimes echoing in the distance.

For everyone who has come to this third realm in the south of the world, this place is like a treasure house, and there are good fortunes everywhere, and these good fortunes are not consistent under normal circumstances. It depends on who is more fully prepared and understands better in the second realm. Comprehensive, and even learn some methods to break the restrictions.

These are the key points. However, since there are treasures, there will inevitably be competition and friction between them, and they will become accustomed to fighting each other.

Meng Hao ignored the matter. Even if he didn't do anything, because of the oath between them, what he gained here would far exceed that of others.

As we were walking forward, it was getting late. Outside the Seventh Peak, with the Demon Immortal Sect's Burial Domain right in front of us, suddenly there was a long rainbow flying out from the middle of the Seventh Peak. It was not originally flying towards Meng Hao, but it seemed to be noticed in mid-air. When they arrived at Meng Hao's place, Changhong actually changed direction and headed straight for Meng Hao.

Meng Hao paused in mid-air, looking at him coldly as usual.

That Changhong was extremely fast, with a sense of dominance. Set off an astonishing roar. It approached from a distance in an instant. Inside Changhong is a young man, who is the descendant of the imperial clan from the North.

This man's eyes were like lightning, with a ferocious and cold look, and he headed straight towards Meng Hao. When he was approaching in the blink of an eye, he raised his right hand and waved his hand, and six black dragons suddenly rushed out illusoryly. The roars were shocking, entangled with each other, exuding terrifying pressure, and rushed towards Meng Hao.

Each of these six black dragons surpassed the Nascent Soul Dzogchen. When the six were fused together, the pressure they formed was like slaying a spirit in half a step, which shows that this young man has the legacy of the imperial clan. The strength of his own cultivation.

Seeing these six black dragons roaring closer, they occupied the world in front of Meng Hao. Each black dragon was hundreds of feet in size, and six of them were entangled together with an astonishing momentum, rushing toward Meng Hao with a roar.

Meng Hao snorted coldly. He didn't dodge at all. He even took a step forward without retreating. When he raised his right hand, his seemingly ordinary body suddenly burst out with strength comparable to the fifth life. This strength , also a half-step to kill the soul.

A circle fell, and the sky and the earth roared. The roars of the six black dragons suddenly stopped, and were directly submerged by the earth-shaking loud noise, as if Meng Hao's fist had set off a strong wind, tearing them apart.

In Meng Hao's punch, an illusory mountain even appeared. It was the manifested power of the first level of the Mountain Swallowing Technique that Meng Hao had clearly understood. With one punch, it was like a storm or a mountain.

Boom boom boom!

The six black dragons were shattered in an instant. The face of the imperial descendant from the North suddenly changed, and his eyes showed shock. Obviously, he did not expect that Meng Hao was so strong.

According to his original plan, it would be best if this blow could kill Meng Hao. If not, it would be necessary to see Meng Hao's true and false abilities. But the cultivation level revealed at the moment made him immediately feel depressed.

He immediately stepped back without hesitation.

"Brother Meng, this is a mistake..." His eyes flashed, and he immediately spoke in a deep voice.

"First life."

Meng Hao spoke calmly, and with a roar, his body exploded with the terrifying power of the first life, especially his physical body, which directly reached a level comparable to that of the sixth life. In an instant, Meng Hao's combat power directly Doubled.

He took a step forward and turned into green smoke. The black moon inside instantly appeared in front of the Northland youth. He raised his right hand and punched directly.

With a bang, the Northland young man raised his hands to fight, and a black light appeared outside his body, but the black light immediately collapsed and fell into pieces. He spurted out blood, and his body suddenly retreated, his expression showing shock for the first time.

"He became twice as powerful in an instant!!" This young man from the Northern Imperial Clan, whose surname was Liu Mingzichuan, was usually extremely arrogant, but at this moment he was shocked, but the unruly nature of his bones still existed.

When the blood spurted out, he finally stopped, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were ferocious, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Meng Hao.

"Forget it, this should be your limit now. You can double your combat power in an instant. Not bad, not bad. You are qualified to be my opponent. Then let me show you what an imperial body is..." Liu Zichuan said proudly, But before he could finish his words, Meng Hao suddenly heard a faint sentence.

"Second life!"

boom!

In an instant, Meng Hao's body was shaken to the heavens. His body was instantly as terrifying as the Seventh Life. His combat power exploded again, causing the sky to turn pale and causing a violent wind to rise in the surrounding area.

Liu Zichuan's eyebrows and heart were beating wildly. At this moment, his mind was completely pounding. His mouth was dry and his mind was buzzing. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Hao in disbelief. Suddenly, his scalp felt numb.

"Damn, damn, this person's cultivation is perverted. This is definitely a Taoist method from the second realm, maybe one of the top ten!" Liu Zichuan was shocked. At this moment, his body retreated instantly, and he immediately stepped back without hesitation. escape.

He ran away quickly, but Meng Hao chased him even faster. With just one step, he caught up in an instant. With a single move of his finger, a phantom of a large mountain appeared and roared towards Liu Zichuan.

Liu Zichuan spurted out blood, and his body almost collapsed. The intense life and death crisis made him shake out of his mind. He immediately raised his right hand and slapped his chest hard, spitting out a bead. The bead flew out, exploded with a bang, and turned into a ball. The big net was opened, and Liu Zichuan was directly covered inside. It was as if there was some force in the dark, pulling the big net, and he was far away in an instant.

Meng Hao's illusory mountain was only swept away, not completely hit, but it also caused Liu Zichuan to spurt out blood again, his mind was confused, and he was frightened, and he went away in an instant.

"I want 80% of your harvest. If you don't agree, I will kill you..." Meng Hao did not pursue him, but stood there and spoke calmly. (To be continued...) ()