I Shall Seal the Heavens

Fan Dong'er staggered and turned pale instantly.

"He cheated, he must have cheated!" Fan Dong'er's eyes turned red, but this time, she really wronged Meng Hao. Meng Hao had the intention to cheat and was prepared to cheat, but he really didn't cheat.

He was constantly growing in the battle, which made his body in the current state surpass the previous one and become stronger!

Meng Hao stood in the world of the Golden Gate Stele, watching the figures disappearing in front of him, and suddenly his eyes shrank and looked forward.

The nothingness in front of him was distorted at this moment, and after a long time, an old man in a white robe slowly appeared.

This old man did not wear a mask. He was just a person, standing there, but it seemed that the whole world was centered on him, but there was no blood and energy emanating, just like a mortal.

However, the feeling given to Meng Hao was unfathomable, and even made him feel an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart. This feeling shocked Meng Hao's mind.

The old man looked at Meng Hao, and there was actually a voice coming out of his mouth.

"This old man is the last level of the trial here. The one who can withstand my punch, before you, in the long years, there were a total of four people in the Dao realm, two of whom could withstand the second punch, and only one could withstand my third punch!" "And if you can defeat me, the reward of the Golden Gate Stele will be increased tenfold! However... so far, no one below the Dao realm has done it." The old man spoke lightly. As soon as the words came out, his whole body immediately shone with light, and he actually appeared with the meaning of gold and iron, and faintly shining with crystal light. Meng Hao's eyes shrank. He couldn't tell the depth of this old man, but he could feel the strong crisis in his mind. It seemed that the one standing in front of him was not a cultivator, but an ancient beast! Meng Hao's right hand subconsciously touched the storage bag. "Don't try to win by other means. As a physical cultivator, the most important thing is to fight. The more you fight, the stronger you will be. Concentrate your invincible heart. If you take shortcuts and your mind is not fully concentrated, it will be fine at first, but in the end, your road will become narrower and narrower, and you will not be able to reach the great success of physical cultivation." The old man looked at Meng Hao deeply. Meng Hao's body trembled. After a moment of silence, as if he had an epiphany, he slowly put down his hand on the storage bag. When he looked at the old man, he took a deep breath, clasped his fists and bowed. After raising his head, Meng Hao's eyes showed his fighting spirit. In this short period of time, his momentum was actually stronger.

Even more refined, as if a will had awakened in him.

The old man nodded, with admiration in his eyes.

"The first punch, the life-destroying punch!" The old man spoke lightly, raising his right hand, not like an ordinary person clenching his fist, but when he clenched his fist, his thumb was between the middle finger and the ring finger, like a bulge, turning into an indestructible point on the fist!

A punch fell, obviously without any magic, but there was a gust of wind, which blew out with a bang. The wind was cold and cold, as if it was extinct. As soon as it blew out, the surrounding world turned gray. It seemed that all life was destroyed under this punch.

Meng Hao also felt deeply. His life fire was about to be extinguished by this punch. This shocked Meng Hao's heart. He had a strong feeling that if the old man's punch hit a star, everything on the star would die instantly!

Destroy life!

This is the Destroy Life Fist!

Meng Hao's whole body felt like he was in an ice cave, but his fighting spirit burst out. He raised his right hand and punched out. This punch contained Meng Hao's cultivation, his will, and his physical strength. He circulated the blood in his body and punched out a punch of the Supreme in the Fairyland.

Boom boom boom!

The two of them were separated by mid-air, and their fists fell directly together. At the moment of contact, Meng Hao's whole body trembled violently, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and his body kept retreating, retreating a hundred feet in a row, and spurting out blood again. This mouthful of blood was actually black.

As soon as the blood spurted out, it turned into ice.

Meng Hao's body, at the moment of pause, was covered with frost visible to the naked eye. With a crackling sound, a layer of ice actually covered his body.

After a while, Meng Hao's body shook, and the ice layer shattered. He walked out with a pale face, and looked at the old man with shock. The destructive power contained in that punch made Meng Hao's heart tremble wildly.

He could feel that the opponent's punch was not used with full strength.

"Destroy life..." Meng Hao murmured.

"Destroy life fist, destroy all life, destroy all existence, is the way of death, this punch must be thrown with the intention of death, the realm of physical cultivation, born to kill gods!" The old man said lightly.

Meng Hao's mind was like a flash of lightning. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and meditated, and felt the true meaning of this punch. Seeing Meng Hao's understanding, the old man was surprised, but he looked at Meng Hao a few more times, and slowly showed appreciation in his expression.

At this moment, on the stone tablet in the outside world, after Meng Hao received a punch, his ranking changed again, this time, he was ranked fourth! Although he only moved up one place, it was in the top ten, and this was the top five. For the disciples of the Nine Seas Divine Realm in the outside world, this was still shocking. Fan Dong'er's face was pale. She knew that she had lost, but she was unwilling to accept it. She always believed that Meng Hao cheated in some way, which led to such a ranking. Time passed. This time, Meng Hao took the longest time. After two hours, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the old man, and bowed deeply. "Do you understand?" the old man asked. "It's a bit hazy, I don't quite understand it yet." Meng Hao answered truthfully. The old man laughed.

"No problem, come and receive my second punch, the Sacrifice Fist, also called the Demonic Fist!" As soon as the old man spoke, he took a step forward and dropped his body. When he raised his right hand, he clenched it into a fist. The thumb was as usual, not as powerful as the Life-Destroying Fist. What a change, but everything is normal and a punch is thrown.

But unexpectedly, this punch hit the old man, erupting with an aura that changed the color of the world, made the wind and cloud roll back, and made the sun and moon tremble. The mere aura caused blood to flow from the corner of Meng Hao's mouth, and his body continued to retreat. , unable to even fight back.

This momentum is the will of the old man. In that will, there seems to be a madness and persistence that will sacrifice everything for this punch. This persistence is so great that it has become a thought and a demon. It is not so much about sacrificing one's life. It's possessed!

With one punch, nothingness will shatter. With one punch, the world will collapse. With one punch... no blood will be stained and no fist will be withdrawn!

Meng Hao spurted out blood again and staggered back. He didn't dare to fight back. It seemed that at this moment, he had a strong premonition that once touched, he... would be destroyed physically and mentally.

There was a fatal force in the old man's fist.

But the moment he retreated, the old man's voice roared out.

"Use the Life-Destroying Fist you comprehend, otherwise...you will die!"

Meng Hao raised his head sharply, his eyes showing bloodshot eyes. He took a deep breath, raised his right hand, put his thumb between the middle finger and the ring finger, and used the insight he just gained to blast out the Life-Destroying Fist.

With one punch, Meng Hao's vitality dimmed under the old man's possessed fist, and the intention of death almost took over his whole body. In this state, the will of death rose up all over his body. With the punch, Meng Hao felt like there was something in his mind. The thing shattered, as if he was enlightened, Meng Hao's body shook violently, and he instantly understood... the true meaning of the Life-Destroying Fist!

Even clearer than before.

"I understand!" Meng Hao suddenly raised his head, and after a slight pause, he punched out his right fist with an even crazier momentum than before.

Wind appeared around him. This wind was a fist wind, but it was contaminated by Meng Hao's fist and turned into a life-destroying wind. It made the surrounding area cold and formed a life-destroying force. When it collided with the old man's demonic fist, it became a life-destroying wind. Come together.

Boom boom boom!

Meng Hao spurted out blood, and his body was thrown violently, like a kite with a broken string. When he spit out blood in large mouthfuls, his hoarse laughter came out with excitement.

"Life-Destroying Fist, Life-Destroying Fist!"

With a smile on his face, the old man slowly put away his right hand. When he looked at Meng Hao, Meng Hao's body fell down and blood spurted out again, but his eyes showed persistence and he bowed deeply to the old man again.

"Thank you so much for spreading the Dharma!"

"You are not a physical practitioner. You have not been baptized by the divine blood. You cannot withstand the third punch. Go ahead and come to me again when you think you are stronger. Remember, we monks do not cultivate the body. We only cultivate the body. The purpose... is to kill God!"

"If you have the opportunity to kill a god in the future, you can baptize it with the blood of the god and build your own combat body!" The old man waved his hand, and immediately the world where Meng Hao lived collapsed, turning into countless fragments, which rolled around Meng Hao and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Ninth Golden Gate Stone Tablet shone with unprecedented light, and even roared loudly, echoing throughout the Nine Seas God Realm. It was noticed by all the disciples of the Nine Seas God Realm, and even attracted the attention of the Dao Realm ancestors. When they looked at it, On the Golden Gate Stone Tablet, Meng Hao's name suddenly moved up two places from fourth to...second!

Obviously, the old man judged that Meng Hao was more qualified to get this ranking than the strong man who was ranked second and withstood his second punch!

The God Realm was roaring, and all the monks around were shaken, and bursts of uproar spread in all directions.

"Second, Meng Hao actually ranked second!!"

"The eternal ranking of the four warrior immortals was actually three people pushed down by him!"

"As worthy of being a genius, worthy of being a young member of the Fang family, and worthy of being the core disciple jointly accepted by the three great sects!" When everyone was shocked, Fan Dong'er's face became paler.

The Golden Gate Stone Tablet was filled with endless golden light. In this light, Meng Hao's figure slowly appeared. His appearance made everyone around him roar again.

When Meng Hao walked out, he didn't look at anyone, and naturally he didn't look at Fan Dong'er. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the first one in the ranking of stone tablets.

"Zong Wuya!" Meng Hao murmured, with a strong light in his eyes. He wanted to know who could withstand the old man's third punch.

Even though this person was an ancient person, even though he might not be in the Nine Seas God Realm, Meng Hao still wanted to know this person's name.

Those who have not experienced the old man's boxing skills will never be able to feel the terror of the life-destroying fist and the devil-entering fist, as well as the shock of the cultivation of a strong physical body.

At this moment, Meng Hao remembered this name deeply.

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