I Shall Seal the Heavens

Xuan Fang's figure blurred for an instant, and time seemed to be distorted around him. Faintly, this distorted time seemed to run through tens of millions of years, and it was like a flash of shadow, with countless eras and countless... Xuan Fang figure!

That is the ultimate life-saving method that Xuan Fang uses to achieve the ultimate goal in these tens of millions of years, and when he achieves supreme perfection, the origin of time is perfected!

This kind of technique can be called terrifying. It can be said that Xuan Fang's technique can make his body and spirit immortal even if he faces the Eight Origins Supreme!

Unless all the souls he left in time can be destroyed, otherwise, as long as one soul is still there, it can be restored to the original state in an instant. However, with this terrifying method, Xuan Fang can only Expand once.

Otherwise, under the backlash of the Avenue of Time, his whole person will become a part of time, and he will no longer have his own consciousness, but become a slave to the origin!

This time, Meng Hao fought with Supreme Xuan Fang, and 60% of the quarter of an hour had passed. To be able to delay so far with the combat power of Six Sources was extremely impressive, and it made Xuan Fang spend his only time in this life. His ultimate skill, this battle... Even if Meng Hao loses, he will still be glorious!

Supreme Xuan Fang raised his head to the sky and roared, deploying his ultimate technique to the extreme. Facing the ball of chaos that could not be avoided, as if its soul was locked, Supreme Supreme Xuan Fang stretched out his arms, moved forward, and pointed fiercely with determination.

The roaring sound was overwhelming, and the distorted time and space around him roared away in an instant, immediately touching and suppressing the approaching ball of chaos.

"What I am betting on is that this method is not perfect. What I am betting on...is that this imperfect method is not enough to destroy all the souls in my time." The ball, at the moment of contact, burst out with intense light!

This light was strange. It didn't spread too far. It just spread for a hundred feet in all directions, making the land of a hundred feet seem to be another sun star. The light was bright and dazzling.

Within a hundred feet, Supreme Xuan Fang's expression was ferocious. The chaotic light ball disappeared at this moment and turned into six wisps of smoke. In an instant, it penetrated into the origin of time of Supreme Xuan Fang. In those tens of millions of years, it went to kill Supreme Xuan Fang. All souls.

Silently, the distorted time around Supreme Xuan Fang, those flashes quickly shattered one after another, and soon, nearly 10% of them were wiped out!

The 10% soul destruction made Supreme Xuan Fang look extremely ugly, but soon it was 20%, 30%, 40%, 50%...

After 50%, Supreme Xuan Fang's eyes showed strong fear and horror, and even more disbelief. He didn't believe that he would fall here today, he didn't believe that his deduction would be wrong, and he didn't believe that he would start this. A life-saving method that can only be used once in a lifetime can't resist this imperfect Taoist method! !

"Impossible!!" Supreme Xuan Fang roared, and the blood in his body was rushing. Immediately, all his soul shadows in time were filled with energy and blood, and their soul power became even more majestic.

At this moment, the six wisps of tobacco were also consumed rapidly, destroying 50% of Xuanfang's soul shadow. These six wisps of tobacco consumed a lot. At this moment, there was no sound. After spreading and destroying 60% of Xuanfang's soul shadow, these six wisps of tobacco consumed a lot. The six wisps of tobacco are already showing signs of dissipating.

Soon, when the 70% soul shadow was also exterminated, the six wisps of tobacco began to disintegrate, and the remaining force spread forcefully, unable to destroy the 80% Xuanfang soul shadow. All the tobacco wisps finally... were completely dissipated. .

At the moment of dissipation, Meng Hao in the formation,

He spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his body slumped, and his face turned pale without any color. The backlash in his body caused his internal organs to shatter. His whole body trembled, his cultivation was scattered, and his consciousness began to blur.

Defeated... Meng Hao didn't even have the strength to laugh miserably. He knew that this time, he was completely defeated.

He had never suffered such a tragic defeat. Even when he fought against the Lord of the Seventh Mountain and Sea, he was victorious even though it was tragic. But today, the despair of being unable to defeat despite all his efforts, filled Meng Hao's heart with bitterness.

The Eternal Blue Emperor Technique is still running in the body, but unless Meng Hao is given enough time, he will only be able to recover the strength to raise his hand and use a few magical powers, and cannot recover much.

And... time, for Meng Hao, is like a knife hanging above his head, and now only about 70% of the quarter-hour has passed, it is difficult for him to hold on.

The scene outside the fog was covered by the fog. Meng Hao had fought with the Supreme before and could not be distracted. He could only vaguely feel that... something was not good outside.

Not far away from the formation, Xuan Fang's body was also trembling. The hundreds of feet of light around him dissipated as Meng Hao's imperfect Tao method after the Six Forbidden Unity was unified, and it quickly dissipated, and soon lost its light. , revealing Taoist Xuanfang standing there.

At this moment, Taoist Master Xuan Fang looked disheveled, with disheveled hair, and even his whole body was covered in sweat. There was a look of survival after a disaster in his eyes, and his expression was complicated as he looked at Meng Hao who had lost his fighting power in the formation.

"In the past thirty-three days, there are only two Eight Origin Supremes who can push me to this extent, and today... there is one more you." Hao Yibai.

"This bow, I am also bowing to you. Although I must kill you, I still respect you."

"This war is the result of our different stances, and the fight between you and me. This matter is not something you can choose. Although I am the Supreme, I am only the Seventh Source, so I cannot choose."

"Meng Hao... I remember your name, and now, you can... leave this world." Xuan Fang took a deep breath. Although his soul in time was almost 80% destroyed, as long as there was one, he would be immortal.

He only regretted that this technique... could not be used in this life. If Meng Hao could use the imperfect Taoism for the second time, he... would definitely die.

Meng Hao was silent and sighed in his heart. At this moment of death, he was not afraid. Many scenes appeared in front of his eyes, starting from the disappearance of his parents when he was a child, to studying in Yunjie County, taking imperial examinations, and then entering the Taoism on Daqing Mountain.

The scenes of his life quickly appeared in front of his eyes, including relatives, lovers, and friends...

At this moment, Xuan Fang took a step forward, and with a roar, he stepped directly into the formation. He was about to kill Meng Hao, but at this moment, the 100,000 cultivators in the formation that he didn't care about before, roared and roared.

Roar! !

No words were spoken, no words were said, there was only... a roar from the soul!

The 100,000 cultivators, all with red eyes at this moment, burst out with all their cultivation, all their lives, to resist Xuan Fang Supreme, not letting him step into the formation, not letting him hurt Meng Hao!

Xuan Fang's eyes flashed, and with a cold snort, he stomped his right foot hard towards the formation. When he landed, the sun star was shaking, and a great force burst out from Xuan Fang's body, bombarding the formation, bombarding Meng Hao!

But Meng Hao did not suffer much damage, and most of the damage was borne by the 100,000 cultivators when this great force came.

Blood spurted out, and some people even had their bodies dried up and were about to fall.

This scene instantly interrupted all of Meng Hao's memories. He looked at the 100,000 people around him, looked at their unyielding will, and looked at their determination to protect themselves at the moment of dying, and Meng Hao's body trembled.

Xuan Fang was also moved. He was silent, sighed lightly, and said nothing more. But he attacked... but more ruthlessly, with a stronger killing intent. He took seven or eight steps in a row, approaching Meng Hao in this formation. With every step he took, the formation was shaking and roaring.

The blood of the 100,000 cultivators in the formation spurted out again, and more people withered instantly. They gave up their lives and were willing to let the formation suck away everything they had, just to... protect Meng Hao!

Or in other words, what they were protecting was not only Meng Hao, but also their homeland!

Not all homes collapsed, and the race would burst out with the intention of revenge. More would be despair and confusion. Only... this race, whose spirit is immortal, would choose to sacrifice at the critical moment, when the survival of the country is at stake! Only such a race would never forget revenge for thousands of years after the destruction of their homeland!

Sacrifice yourself to defend your homeland!

And war, plundering resources is never the fundamental, or in other words, wars for the purpose of plundering resources, no matter how many casualties, are gentle... The real cruelty is the war launched with the purpose of destroying the spirit and will of a race!

Destroying the spirit of a race, erasing the will of this race, this... is genocide!

Genocide, genocide, destroying not only life, but also its spirit, that is, soul!

In the early days of the war between the Mountain and Sea Realm and the Thirty-three Heavens, Meng Hao lit a fire, burning the First Heaven Continent, illuminating the eyes of all the Mountain and Sea cultivators, and awakening... the spiritual souls of the Mountain and Sea Realm cultivators.

From that moment on, this war has been different. The Thirty-three Heavens may be able to destroy the tribes of the Mountain and Sea Realm, but... it cannot destroy the souls of the Mountain and Sea Realm cultivators.

And at this moment, with the footsteps of the Xuanfang Supreme, in the roar, one cultivator after another was willing to sacrifice, blood was everywhere, and their figures all withered, using death... to delay time!

"You... don't have to do this..." Meng Hao's eyes were torn, his body trembling, looking at the 100,000 cultivators around him. He had never seen these 100,000 people before this battle, and they were all strangers to each other. These people had their own relatives, sects, lovers, and even children, but now... without any hesitation, they chose to use their lives to delay Xuan Fang's steps.

Watching those figures wither and their souls dim, like candles in the wind, as if they could be extinguished at any time, Meng Hao let out a shrill roar.

His eyes showed blood, and there was a fire burning in his body. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Xuan Fang. At this moment, Meng Hao... had given up everything!

He raised his right hand and waved it, using the remaining strength of his life to show all his 33 soul lamps. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)