I Shall Seal the Heavens

This is his original body, and everything that is revealed outside is his clone. Whether it is the Kaoshan Sect in the past or the Qingluo Sect before, everything is the illusion of his clone.

His original body is immersed here forever. From beginning to end, he has never left this cave or walked out of this blood pool.

When Meng Hao looked at him, he slowly raised his head and looked at Meng Hao.

His eyes were vicissitudes, as if they contained endless years. At a glance, it seemed that time was reversed, as if seeing the ancient times, the ancient times, and the starry sky.

"I already know your choice." A hoarse voice came out of his mouth and echoed throughout the cave.

The withered blood demon slowly raised his right hand and waved it gently in the air. In the blood pool, a wisp of blood flew up and condensed into a blood-colored rune in the air as his fingers passed.

As soon as the rune took shape, the color suddenly changed. It was no longer blood-colored, but shone with golden light, like a golden rune.

It exudes an extremely strong vitality, which is so strong that it seems to have its own life. After it appears, the Blood Demon Ancestor's body is obviously much older and more withered. He did not tell Meng Hao that the condensation of this golden talisman consumed the source of his life, which is the life force that cannot be restored even after ten thousand years of practice.

After the golden talisman flashed a few times in the air, it flew straight to Meng Hao.

"This talisman will fuse her previous body and nourish her for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. Your Taoist partner can enter her soul and reappear in the South Sky. It will only take a hundred years. If she does not enter reincarnation after a hundred years, the thousand-year relationship will be severed.

Once reincarnated, this talisman can take her through the void and enter the underworld to protect her reincarnation. She can also help her on the day of becoming an immortal." The Blood Demon Ancestor spoke hoarsely. Understated.

Meng Hao stared at the rune. With his cultivation, how could he not see the terrifying vitality contained in the rune. He also vaguely saw the weakness of the Blood Demon Ancestor after condensing the rune.

He suddenly felt very complicated. No matter how the Blood Demon Ancestor used his favor to make him the Young Sect Master, at this moment, Meng Hao felt grateful.

After receiving the rune, Meng Hao treasured it and put it away, clasping his fists and bowing deeply to the Blood Demon.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

The Blood Demon's eyes instantly revealed a strange light, and his laughter was hoarse, but it spread out of the Blood Demon Mountain. Spread throughout the Blood Demon Sect.

Meng Hao was silent and did not speak. He knew that his life would not have any deep intersection with the Blood Demon Sect,

but the other party's favor was enough.

In the Kaoshan Sect, the other party had made a move, and even if we traced it back further, I am afraid that in the Kaoshan Sect, this demon in front of him had also secretly enlightened him. In the South Region, there were some connections with the Blood Demon Sect.

Until the Qingluo Sect, even if Meng Hao knew that the other party was using his favor, he still decided to choose this path in his life.

"I don't have any requirements for you. Even if you want to lead the Blood Demon Sect to conquer the Southern Region and destroy the Qingluo Sect, I will not stop you at all.

Here, you can do whatever you want. I only hope that you can practice the Blood Demon Sect and practice it to the sixth level. If you want to leave, I will not stop you!"

Meng Hao's mind was shocked. He raised his head suddenly and looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor. He didn't expect that the other party's requirements for him were only these.

"When you practice to the third level, I will give you a chance. After that, I will give you a chance for every level!" The Blood Demon Ancestor stared at Meng Hao.

"I didn't kill Liu Dao of the Qingluo Sect. I just destroyed his foundation. His cultivation will soon fall to the initial stage of the Dao. When you practice the Blood Demon Sect to the fourth level, you can kill the initial stage of the Dao. At that time, you can destroy the Qingluo Sect with your own hands."

Meng Hao was silent, but there was a strange light in his eyes.

"But in the sect, I only give you a name. In the Blood Demon Sect, can you stand firm, can you convince the people, can you make people follow you... recognize your identity?

This depends on your means." The Blood Demon looked at Meng Hao meaningfully, raised his right hand and waved it, a drop of blood flew out and landed in front of Meng Hao. After being caught by Meng Hao, it turned into a blood crystal in his palm, with runes shining inside, as if hiding a mysterious avenue.

Obviously, after sending this blood, the Blood Demon Ancestor became weaker. This drop of blood was his lifeblood, stripped of his will, making it harmless, leaving only fate.

This is inheritance, his inheritance!

When seeing Meng Hao take this drop of blood, the Blood Demon Ancestor looked at Meng Hao with a gentle look.

"I have lived for too long, and I am declining day by day. I should have died long ago. I am accompanying those old brothers who have fallen in the past... You died, and I am alive alone... Sister, wait for me, old brothers, wait for me, I will reunite with you soon...

I can die, but my death must have the greatest value. My death must change the Sealed Demon Clan!

This is why I chose the land of the South Sky to descend... This is the hometown of the Sealed Demon Clan, wait for me, this day is coming soon, soon..." The Blood Demon Ancestor looked at Meng Hao and murmured in his heart.

Meng Hao was silent, clasped his fists and bowed again, and turned around and walked towards the cave entrance.

Just as he was about to walk out of the cave entrance, Meng Hao stopped.

"Ancestor, as a young sect leader, I have several death quotas in the sect every year."

His words were calm, but they fell into the ears of the withered blood demon in the blood pool in the cave, which made his eyes flash for a moment. When he looked up, he looked at Meng Hao's back from a distance.

"I can kill a hundred people a year."

"No matter who it is?"

"No matter who it is," the Blood Demon Ancestor said calmly. In his heart, not to mention a few disciples, not even the entire Blood Demon Sect could compare to Meng Hao's position in his heart.

Meng Hao said nothing more and stepped out of the cave. The moment he walked out, the voice of the Blood Demon Ancestor suddenly echoed throughout the Blood Demon Sect.

"From this moment on, Meng Hao... is my Young Master of the Blood Demon Sect!"

These words roared like thunder, echoing across the five peaks of the Blood Demon Sect. Except for the Blood Demon Mountain, in the other four peaks, at this moment, countless divine consciousnesses dispersed in an instant, and all of them condensed on Meng Hao on the Blood Demon Mountain. body.

Meng Hao looked as usual as he walked up the steps towards the bottom of the mountain. His face was calm and he seemed taciturn. After his death, his personality had changed a lot, especially the killings in Qingluo Sect, which made him The cruelty in his character gradually emerged.

More importantly, after what happened to Xu Qing, it was a big change in Meng Hao's life.

He walked in silence, letting countless divine consciousnesses gather around him. Almost all of them were hostile. After all, to the Blood Demon Sect, Meng Hao... was an outsider!

But an outsider, as soon as he came to the Blood Demon Sect, immediately became the Young Sect. This incident shook the interests of too many people and caused dissatisfaction among too many people.

They were dissatisfied and did not dare to face the Blood Demon Ancestor, but they did not care about Meng Hao. Even though Meng Hao was appointed to become the Young Sect, in the Blood Demon Sect, everything... depends on strength.

Meng Hao was the only one who knew about the Qingluo Sect. The other strong men of the Blood Demon Sect only knew that their ancestor had arranged a conspiracy to bring Meng Hao back from the Qingluo Sect.

As for the specific matters, Qingluo Sect will naturally not spread the word, and it is unlikely that the Blood Demon Sect will know about it in a short time.

Among the five peaks of the Blood Demon Sect, except for the peak in the middle that belongs to the Blood Demon Ancestor, the other four mountains have strong men stationed there and even spread their branches, dividing the Blood Demon Sect into four powerful forces.

These four forces are usually on par with each other, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. On the surface, they seem to be in harmony, but in fact, the secret battle has never stopped.

Whether outside or inside, it has always been like this.

Among them, the position of the Young Sect of the Blood Demon Sect is what they desperately want to obtain. Once they obtain this status, they will never be the same again, and they will even be qualified to command all the mountains.

At the moment, we are on the first peak. This peak is called Iron Blood Mountain. There are fifty thousand monks on the mountain. Each of these monks are demon cultivators, and each one is a murderer. At this moment, they all have cold eyes, looking at the blood. Monster mountain.

They didn't pay attention to this new young sect at all. Even if the other party must have a good level of cultivation, no matter how good he was, he was just an outsider. How could he fight against the entire Iron Blood Mountain!

In the cave on the top of the mountain, there are two ancestors of Iron and Blood. These two people are not monks. They are both transformed into demon bodies, but few people know their specific appearance.

These two people rarely appeared on weekdays, but at this moment, they all opened their eyes while sitting cross-legged, looking towards the Blood Demon Mountain and Xian Meng Hao.

"Just juniors." The two said calmly.

At the same time, on the first mountain, there was a middle-aged man standing outside the Second Ancestor Cave at the top of the mountain, staring at the Blood Demon Mountain with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Young Master, this is the position that belongs to me, Chang Yi. This Meng Hao actually dares to snatch food from a tiger's mouth. He is seeking death!" The middle-aged man's whole body was shining with blood, and there was a sea of ​​blood rolling in his eyes. At this moment, when the anger filled the air, his body was filled with blood. Countless blood shadow souls appeared, making shrill screams.

"Two masters, please make the decision for this disciple!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and immediately knelt down and worshiped outside the cave.

"Although he is a young sect, compared to you, the young sect only has one more blood demon who does not pass on to others. If you have the ability to make him bow, he will be your puppet!"

"That's right, if you have the ability to make him make mistakes and take control of the torture hall as your master, you can justifiably suppress him. But after all, he was appointed by the ancestor, so you can't take the initiative!" In the cave, the second iron-blooded ancestor called coldly. sound.

The middle-aged man raised his head sharply, a look of ferocity flashed in his eyes, turned around and left immediately.

At the same time, the second peak of the Blood Demon Sect was called Xuantian Mountain. There was Xuantian Demon Lord in the mountain. He was not a demon, but a monk. He did not meditate, but stood on the mountain peak and looked at Xuantian with cold eyes. Monster mountain.

Behind him, there were seven disciples following him. Each of these seven people was not a good person. At this moment, all of them had red eyes shining, as if they had the intention of killing.

On Xuantian Mountain, the tens of thousands of Blood Demon Sect disciples belonging to Xuantian Demon Lord were all silent, watching the Blood Demon Mountain with cold eyes. (To be continued) ()