I Shall Seal the Heavens

As soon as Meng Hao spoke, Han Qinglei's expression immediately changed, and he glared at Meng Hao fiercely. But when he thought of Meng Hao's record in the Alliance of Gods, he had to admire him in his heart, but his expression was still cold. He snorted coldly and raised his right hand. With a wave of his hand, he threw out a bracelet, which was caught by Meng Hao.

"Wearing it on your body, your body will become insubstantial and your aura will be much concealed. I will take you away from this Alliance of Gods."

Meng Hao glanced at the bracelet, thoughtfully, and suddenly spoke.

"As a monk from the Eighth Mountain and Sea, you should know the search methods used in the Alliance of Gods. Someone should have put some kind of mark on me, otherwise I wouldn't always be found." Meng Hao looked at Han Qinglei and whispered in his ear. There were roaring sounds in the mist.

"Brand?" Han Qinglei pondered, patted the storage bag with his right hand, took out a jade slip, looked at it, and then looked up at Meng Hao.

"The great elder of Tianshen Dao is good at discerning the art of blood. Blood is in the body and is contaminated with the breath of the five internal organs. Therefore, it only takes a drop of your blood to feel your presence. If you have this doubt, you are not wrong. It should be Tianshen Dao. The great elder has used the method of detecting blood on you!"

"In this case, there will be some trouble..." Han Qinglei frowned.

"Any method has a way to break it. If you know the root cause, it will be easier to solve." Meng Hao thought for a moment after hearing this, smiled lightly, raised his right hand and slapped his chest violently, and the source of divine fire immediately burned in his body, filling his whole body. It turned out to be burning all the blood in the body!

This kind of burning is indescribably painful. It burns all the blood in the body in an instant, leaving the body without blood. If it were an ordinary person, he would die in an instant. Even a monk would not be able to hold on for long.

Meng Hao's face turned pale rapidly. In the blink of an eye, as the blood in his body burned and dissipated, his body became extremely pale, and there was not a drop of blood in his body.

Afterwards, he spread out his cultivation, using the power of his cultivation and his powerful body to stimulate his body to produce blood again. Although the process was short, the level of pain and danger was extremely shocking.

Even Han Qinglei was shocked by Meng Hao's decisiveness and ruthlessness. He watched Meng Hao's face slowly turn rosy, and watched Meng Hao's life gradually recover. Finally, he took a deep breath and told himself in his heart that he should not provoke this person in the future. Meng Hao is better.

Purify the blood throughout the body, dissipate waste blood, and regenerate new blood. Using this method, Meng Hao doesn't know whether he can break the opponent's spell, but this is the only method that Meng Hao can think of and can use at this moment.

"I still need a little help from Brother Han." Meng Hao said, raising his right hand and waved, and immediately more than ten drops of the burned waste blood appeared in the palm of Meng Hao's hand.

"Understood." Han Qinglei nodded and waved his hand, and immediately more than ten figures appeared around him. Each person took a drop of blood, and their bodies dissipated again and left quickly.

Meng Hao then put on the bracelet, his body slowly blurred, and he was next to Han Qinglei, as if he was following him.

Han Qinglei coughed dryly and glanced sideways at Meng Hao. He felt quite comfortable at this moment, but he knew what was right. When he took a step, the bone chair immediately appeared. After sitting on it, he went straight to the top of the mist.

He was about to leave here and stop staying. Around him, including Meng Hao, there were more than a dozen vague figures that transformed and accompanied him as he moved forward.

Almost at the same time that Han Qinglei and Meng Hao took off, the blurry figure in the mist flashed red in its eyes.

"How can I let you leave the body that I like so much?" The figure's eyes flashed red, and he murmured in his mouth, reciting some ancient spell. The moment this spell came out, suddenly, there was a low voice in the mist. The roar came out fiercely.

This low roar was like thunder, echoing around the world and spreading in all directions.

"Hungry... hungry..." As the voice spread, it was filled with reluctance and anger, but... gradually went away. As it went away,

The fog here dissipated quickly...

It seemed that this mist was only caused by the terrifying existence. In just a few breaths, there was no more mist in the world, so that the nearly a hundred monks here could all see each other.

The old man with terrifying Shinto cultivation that day was the person with the highest cultivation here. He breathed quickly and turned his head to look into the distance. Just now in the mist, the figure he encountered was extremely huge. The two of them were fighting each other, and there were many dangers. .

Everyone here was on guard. When they looked at each other, they also saw Han Qinglei who was about to leave in mid-air. Meng Hao was beside Han Qinglei. Regarding the sudden disappearance of the mist, his heart sank. He thought something was wrong. He raised his head and looked at the distance from him. The exit is not too far away. If he takes the opportunity to escape now, it is not impossible.

But once he moves, Han Qinglei's actions of helping him will be exposed, and if Meng Haoru leaves like this, without a suitable identity, he still cannot escape from the Alliance of Gods.

Xuan Daozi was in the crowd, and his consciousness suddenly dispersed, but he did not find Meng Hao. He narrowed his eyes, looked around with a cold snort, and then looked up at Han Qinglei.

Han Qinglei's expression remained as usual and he kept his speed. He rose into the air and was about to approach the exit. Xuan Daozi's eyes flashed and his body flew out in an instant, blocking Han Qinglei's front in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Han, why are you in such a hurry to leave!" Xuan Daozi stared at Han Qinglei and suddenly spoke.

Han Qinglei looked calm, looked at Xuan Daozi coldly, and suddenly smiled evilly.

"Xuan Daozi, your cultivation level is higher than Han's. Han is no match for you. If you want to kill me, it's very simple. But do you dare? Do you dare to hurt Han's hair?" Han Qinglei roared, with a strong momentum on his body. Rising, he is even stronger than when he was in Rufeng Realm, and he is faintly on the edge of being able to threaten Quan Dao.

As long as he breaks through again, it is possible for him to fight against Zhundao!

"In this eighth mountain and sea, where is Han going, and I need to ask you if you agree?" Han Qinglei waved his sleeves, sat down and looked grim.

Xuan Daozi's face was gloomy. Han Qinglei had a special status in the Eighth Mountain and Sea. He really did not want to argue with him, but Meng Hao was too important to him and he could not afford to lose. When he hesitated, he lowered his head to the ground and looked into the distance. Here, the thoughtful old man of Tianshen Tao clasped his fists and bowed.

"Please help Master Zhou!" Xuan Daozi bowed deeply, his expression extremely sincere.

"I have an irreversible friendship with the Black Soul Ancestor, especially with Hongchen. The three of us hunted Meng Hao together. Now that they have all been killed, I am the only one left. I swear that I will find Meng Hao and kill him. Revenge for the black soul and the world of mortals!" Xuan Daozi's voice was extremely sincere, and every word was moving.

On the ground, the old man of Tianshen Dao pondered for a moment after hearing the words, nodded, raised his right hand to make a hand gesture, his eyes were slightly opened and closed, and there was blood shining.

Meng Hao looked as usual next to Han Qinglei, but he was wary in his heart, looking at the old man from the Celestial Way on the ground.

Soon, the old man put down his right hand and spoke calmly.

"Interesting. He must have discovered my tracking method and escaped in a scattered way. He is not here, but in the outside world."

As soon as the old man spoke, Meng Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Han Qinglei snorted coldly and roared forward. In fact, he was very nervous just now. He did not expect that the fog here suddenly disappeared, making their departure extremely awkward. unexpected.

Xuandaozi sighed secretly, got out of the way, and let Han Qinglei whizz past him, heading straight for the exit.

"This Meng Hao is treacherous and cunning. It will not be easy to find him after he has escaped... and we have given him time. If he recovers, it will be difficult for me to handle it alone, but I cannot tell anyone else about this." !" Xuan Daozi frowned, his eyes fell behind Han Qinglei, and with a glance, he also saw the figures of Han Qinglei's followers.

He didn't care at first. He didn't question Master Zhou's words of Tianshen Dao at all. As long as Master Zhou said it, it must be true.

But when his eyes fell on the blurry figure of a follower next to Han Qinglei, suddenly, his origin actually jumped slightly, even if it was just slight, it made Xuan Daozi open his eyes wide and his heart roared.

Without thinking, he immediately stepped forward and shouted.

"You can't leave, you stay here!" As he spoke, his right hand stretched out, turning into a big hand with a roar, not grabbing Han Qinglei, but grabbing... Meng Hao next to Han Qinglei!

Meng Hao frowned. The old man from the Celestial Way did not notice him, but Xuan Daozi found his hiding place. This incident was strange, and it also made Meng Hao think about why the Black Soul Patriarch was dead. Daozi is still crazy about chasing him.

"There is something wrong here." Meng Hao sighed secretly. The thoughts in his mind were spinning all of a sudden. He suddenly burst into laughter and sneered. He simply took off the bracelet. The moment the figure was revealed, Han Qinglei's expression changed and he turned around to look. Meng Hao.

"Meng Hao, it's you, damn it, you're pretending to be my follower!" Han Qinglei yelled, taking a step ahead and waving his sleeves fiercely at Meng Hao.

A powerful force burst out, heading straight for Meng Hao, and landed on Meng Hao before Xuan Daozi could. With a loud bang, Meng Hao forcibly spat out a mouthful of blood, but with the help of this force, he flew away in a flash. .

"Han Qinglei, I, Meng Hao, will fight you until death!" Meng Hao screamed, roared, and hurried off.

"Han Qinglei!!" Xuan Daozi glared at Han Qinglei. The actions of Meng Hao and Han Qinglei were so obvious that Han Qinglei rolled his eyelids and was too lazy to pay attention.

"Fellow Taoists, help me capture this person. Xuan Daozi's promise before is still valid!" Xuan Daozi's voice came out as he chased Meng Hao.

Immediately, the gazes of the Celestial Alliance monks around him flashed, and many of them flew out directly to stop Meng Hao. Two of them were obviously in the Tao realm, but they were not Tao masters, but the Second Origin Tao realm!

The appearance of Meng Hao also made the old man of the Shinto that day startled. Then his eyes flashed with strange light. After looking at Meng Hao carefully, his eyes showed understanding.

"He is indeed a decisive and ruthless person." The old man murmured.

Seeing the crowd in front of him blocking him, the two Second Origin Dao realms couldn't get rid of him in a short time. Behind them, Xuan Daozi came to kill him fiercely. As long as Meng Hao paused, he would fall into the siege, and there were still many people around him. , looking at it coldly, this is almost a situation where it is difficult to fly!

At this moment, a shocking change... appeared in this burial world! !