I Shall Seal the Heavens

Killing rises!

The people of the Wushen tribe roared out one by one, excited, especially the old people who had followed Meng Hao in migrating all the way. Their blood was burning again, as if they had returned to the past years, in the blood and fire, showing The brilliance of life. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test

And those tribesmen who have appeared for more than a hundred years are also feeling the burning of their blood at this moment. Those stories about migration that were once circulated among the older generation seem to be appearing in front of their eyes at this moment. They are no longer pictures, but become Real.

The Wushen Tribe is no longer the five tribes of the Crowshen back then, nor is it a group that needs to be protected by Meng Hao alone during the migration. Today's Wushen Tribe is an existence that even most of the Celestials must use all their strength to exterminate.

And their rush out, the rise of murderous intent, the strength and madness of existence, at this moment, exploded.

Tens of thousands of people from the Crow God Tribe all rushed out, as well as numerous monster groups, Da Mao, Barbarian Giants, Yuanying monks from the tribe, and the totems, all appeared and rushed into the Tian Cong Tribe.

The roaring continued and the fighting raged.

When Meng Hao raised his right hand in mid-air, the third black nail appeared in the palm of his hand. After putting it away, Meng Hao's eyes flashed with cold light.

The blood mastiff roared, and its body disappeared in an instant. It was not killing anyone, but turned into a dazzling red light. This red light was like a huge cover, directly covering all directions.

The retreat route of the Tiancong tribe was sealed!

However, when the blood mastiff transformed into a red seal, the parrot on Meng Hao's shoulder suddenly started to shine, staring straight at the mastiff's figure. Opened his mouth. It seemed that the whole body was shocked. Then a strong interest suddenly ignited in his eyes.

At the same time, every time the seven purple sea giants waved their bodies, a shocking red light came out. Wherever they passed, all the monks were wiped out, and hundreds of thousands of ghosts were wiped out. It was also filled with endless cold air, and all life in the area it passed disappeared.

This is a total massacre!

The people of the Wushen tribe also became the sharp blades in this massacre, roaring and charging forward with ferocity, revenge, and irreconcilable determination.

Meng Hao swayed forward, and in an instant, he appeared next to a Nascent Soul cultivator. This Yuanying monk is an old woman wearing a green robe. Her face was pale at this moment, and she was completely shocked by the sudden drastic changes in the world due to Meng Hao's appearance. She looked at the killings around her, and her scalp immediately went numb. Just as she was about to retreat, she was shocked and noticed Meng Hao's figure. .

The old woman's eyes contracted strongly, and she bit the tip of her tongue without hesitation and spurted out blood. She raised her right hand and slapped it on the storage bag. She immediately took out dozens of magic weapons. At this critical moment, the old woman was desperate. , with the appearance of the magic weapon, the light of the totems all over her body transformed into various totems. At the same time, her body withered rapidly, as if most of her life had been forced out as a result of cultivation.

The roar reverberated and the old woman looked ferocious. At that moment, Meng Hao looked indifferent and did not dodge at all. When he stepped forward, he grabbed the air with his right hand, held the magic gun in his hand, and shot forward with a roar.

This shot caused a huge noise, tearing apart all the magic weapons and collapsing all the old woman's totem shadows. The shot pierced the old woman's eyebrows and passed directly through.

The old woman opened her eyes wide and looked at Meng Hao blankly. Her body collapsed and exploded with a bang. Her Nascent Soul was about to run away with weakness, but Meng Hao grabbed it with his left hand and grabbed it fiercely. pinch.

This scene immediately caused the three Totem Saint Ancestors to grit their teeth and attack Meng Hao. They all took a breath. The three alien monsters were immediately horrified. Just as they were about to retreat, Meng Hao turned around, his eyes like lightning.

"Thunder." Amid the fierce fighting on the surrounding battlefields, Meng Hao's voice was not loud and seemed insignificant. But the moment his voice came out, the heaven and earth roared, and seven huge thunder and lightning suddenly appeared from the void with a roar.

These were seven red lightning bolts, carrying the meaning of heavenly catastrophe. When they arrived, they seemed to contain Meng Hao's will and went straight to the three totem ancestors. The three strange monsters were immediately horrified and showed no hesitation. Their respective magical powers suddenly became colorful on their bodies, and there was even more evil aura amidst the layers of protection.

But... in the blink of an eye, these three strange monsters let out shrill screams, and red lightning roared in, like a thunder breaking through all means, all magical powers, all spells, all destroyed, and in the roar, these three totems were strange The demon could not dodge or avoid, and was directly submerged by seven red lightnings.

Only the sound of thunder shook the entire battlefield, causing everyone to take a breath and look completely horrified when they saw this scene.

Especially the people of the Tiancon tribe, especially the Yuanying monks of the Tiancon tribe who have become Totem Saint Ancestors, their expressions changed drastically, with fear in their eyes. Several people swayed and left the battlefield without hesitation, trying to escape. But when they touched the red barriers around them, they screamed and their bodies immediately dissipated and melted.

This place...has long since become a Jedi!

The high priest of the Tiancon tribe, this white-haired old man with a faint sense of immortality, held a huge wooden staff in his hand and wore a gray robe. His body was shaking at the moment, and his eyes showed despair, but soon, this The despair disappeared and was replaced by incomparable determination.

"People of the Tiancon tribe, hold on, our ancestor will definitely come to save us!"

As soon as his words came out, the Tiancon tribe members in the battlefield, who were frightened by Meng Hao's power, seemed to have a fire of hope ignited in their eyes.

"The ancestor is on the way. He will come to kill this official and this clan. I, the Tiancong tribe, will never perish!" The clan leader of the Tiancong tribe, who is wearing a purple robe and has the same white hair, But his eyes were full of fierceness, and the old man whose cultivation was comparable to that of the Totem Saint Ancestor, who had entered the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul, took a deep breath at this moment, and his voice spread across the battlefield.

Zhang Wenzu took a deep breath. The words of the clan leader and the high priest made him feel calmer. His face was gloomy, his eyes revealed a touch of sarcasm, and he looked at Meng Hao from a distance.

"The ancestor will definitely come, not to mention that we are one of the three major tribes of the Heavenly Alliance. What Meng Hao is provoking is not my Tiancong tribe, but the entire Heavenly Alliance!

There are three great spirit-slaying ancestors, and this person... will definitely die! "

Meng Hao's body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he raised his right hand in the air and grabbed the necks of the totem monsters one by one. This was a humanoid monster. After being caught by Meng Hao, he was about to struggle, but as Meng Hao calmly said With the word "fire", its whole body instantly burned with black flames. This flame seemed to contain indescribable heat. In an instant, amid the shrill screams, the alien monster turned into ashes in Meng Hao's hands. .

Meng Hao didn't even look at the dead alien monster. He heard the words of the Tiancong clan chief and the priest, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"Are you waiting for Huyan old man..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he looked directly at the Tiancon tribe chief hundreds of feet away, separated by a large crowd.

The moment he looked at the purple-robed old man, the purple-robed Tiancon tribe leader immediately felt the hairs on his body stand up. A strong life-and-death crisis immediately emerged in his mind, and he also looked at Meng Hao.

The moment he looked at Meng Hao, his mind was suddenly shaken, and he secretly thought something was wrong. The action he looked at was completely subconscious. But the moment their eyes touched, the Tiancon tribe leader's mind immediately buzzed, and there was a strong feeling. The stinging pain was like sharp knives contained in Meng Hao's eyes, blasting down his own eyes into his mind, killing his mind in an instant.

In the midst of this buzzing, Tiancong tribe leader was bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes were blank, but his body kept retreating.

"Meng Hao doesn't know whether the old man from Huyan will come, but you won't be able to wait, that's for sure." When Meng Hao spoke, he walked away.

"Protect the clan leader!!" The other tribesmen around him also noticed this scene. When they were frightened, they immediately protected their clan leader, and many Nascent Soul monks and totem monsters rushed over.

Meng Hao smiled slightly and left in an instant, heading straight towards the Heavenly Clan Lord.

They were roaring and fighting all the way. None of the tribesmen could stop Meng Hao in the slightest. He raised a finger on his right hand, and a Nascent Soul cultivator who came next to him touched his eyebrows. Blood spurted out. When his body roared and fell back, Meng Hao had already After walking a hundred feet, he swung his big sleeves and said the word "wind". Immediately, the wind roared around Meng Hao, turning into a whirlwind and shaking the surroundings. Suddenly, seven or eight Nascent Soul monks and totems were rushing towards him. The demon immediately spurted blood and retreated.

In the entire battlefield, no one could stop Meng Hao. As Meng Hao stepped forward, he was another hundred feet away. He raised his right hand and pressed it downwards. Immediately, a wave of frosty soil spread instantly, causing the monks who were rushing around him to rush forward one by one. It roared immediately, and the whole body trembled, as if it was frozen or buried!

Meng Hao took the third step, another hundred feet, and when he appeared, he was already in front of the leader of the Tiancong tribe who was retreating. When the people around him rushed in desperately, he was already in front of the leader of the Tiancong tribe who was retreating. The clan leader's eyes finally regained consciousness, showing a moment of despair. Meng Hao raised his right hand and pressed forward lightly.

"gold!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Meng Hao's right hand released a monstrous golden light. This light spread across the entire battlefield in an instant. When it disappeared in the blink of an eye, the clan leader of the Tiancong tribe had completely turned into a golden statue.

With a bang, the statue fell to the ground below, motionless, maintaining the despair of life... This scene immediately made all the Tiancong tribe members stay there, trembling, as if they were in the middle of winter.

"Holy Ancestor!!"

"Holy Ancestor!!" The members of the Wushen tribe became more excited one by one, and their roars echoed in all directions. In this roar, they vented their previous anger and grievances. In this roar, they contained their feelings for Tian Cong tribe is determined to exterminate the clan.

Since you want to destroy my entire tribe, then I will destroy your entire tribe!

This hatred cannot be resolved, and there is no way to resolve it. The only option is to have a clan on both sides. From now on, the bloodline will be cut off in the southern land! ()