I Shall Seal the Heavens

That was the bruise left after being slapped. Meng Hao looked at the bruise on Yan'er's face. He didn't say anything, but at this moment, the chill emanating from his body surged up and roared in all directions, as if the world was angry, as if the sky was roaring, and the whole world trembled.

The earth shattered with a crackling sound, and the collapsed mountain peaks were wiped away and turned into flying ash. A strong and indescribable pressure spread out.

Around Meng Hao, the young man spurted blood at this moment, and his body rolled back directly. There was also the Taoist Master, who spurted blood at this moment, as if his knees were about to break, and the whole person knelt down in trembling. Not only their father and son, but all the cultivators around them all knelt down at this moment, under this pressure.

Groups of cultivators knelt down one after another. They couldn't hold on. The anger contained in the world and the coldness from Meng Hao formed a strong oppression!

This oppression was unbearable for everyone. Even the Chifeng Patriarch in the distance, with his Eight Source Supreme, who could even break through to become Nine Source at any time, could not hold on at this moment.

It was as if... a big hand was coming from the sky, wanting to slap... just like someone slapped Yan'er, slapping the entire Eighth Sect, and even Meng Hao didn't need to do anything, just the pressure, as if to wipe out the Eighth Sect from this vast star! !

"Nine... Nine Lords..." The Dao Zun's voice was trembling at this moment. He had to speak. If he didn't speak again, he would be completely destroyed by this pressure!

Almost at the moment he opened his mouth, the whole sky changed color, and figures came whistling from all directions. They were so fast that they appeared in an instant. They were the old master and several other Nine Source Supremes.

As for the golden-robed boy and Sha Jiudong, the two of them also showed up at this moment. Everyone stood in the air, looking down hesitantly, but no one spoke.

Including the old master, they had no doubt that Meng Hao really wanted to destroy the Eighth Sect at this moment.

And their eyes fell on Yan'er, their eyes flickered, as if thinking about something.

Meng Hao didn't care about the arrival of these people. He had thought it through long ago. There are no secrets in this world. Whether you know it or not, it doesn't matter if you look at the past with his current state of mind.

"Who hit you?" Meng Hao looked at Yan'er. Before Yan'er could speak, Meng Hao's eyes swept and fell on the young man.

"Is it him?" After Meng Hao finished speaking, the young man didn't know where he got the strength from, let out a shrill roar, struggled to retreat, and every step back, his whole body sprayed blood.

"I didn't mean it, I... I don't know her, I... I..." The young man trembled and almost begged for mercy. He was really scared, extremely scared, even more than Yan'er's feelings before, countless times stronger.

He never dreamed that he was just going out for a trip, and just like before, he had taken a fancy to a furnace tripod. It was just this little thing. He had done so many things before, but this time... unexpectedly... unexpectedly caused such a horrible disaster.

At this moment, he hated his protector in his heart, and he wanted to bite him to death. He clearly remembered that the protector told him that he could enjoy this woman... at ease.

If it weren't for this sentence, how could he provoke this woman with such a great background that he couldn't form it.

His heart was full of absurdity, and he even felt that Yan'er, you clearly have such a background, why don't you say it? You just need to say one sentence, whether you believe it or not, with your character, you will go to get evidence, but what he hates most is that you obviously have such a great background, and you can destroy his lineage with one sentence, but you just... don't say it! !

The grievance of this young man at this moment has reached the extreme, but before he finished speaking, Yan'er was staring at him and spoke loudly.

"It's him!!"

Yan'er's words were like a death sentence, making the young man's eyes go dark. At the same time, Meng Hao raised his right hand and pointed a finger. This finger instantly released murderous intent and instantly pointed at the young man's forehead.

With a bang, the young man's forehead was directly shattered and exploded in an instant. When the flesh and blood were blurred, his body and soul were destroyed.

Killing a person was like killing a chicken, but Meng Hao's anger still did not dissipate.

"And him, he...he just said he wanted to trouble my master!" Yan'er pointed at the Taoist Master, and the Taoist Master was shocked. The crisis of life and death broke out strongly at this moment. The degree of his hatred for his evil son was no less than that of the young man's hatred for his protector.

"Damn it, damn it!" The Taoist Master trembled. He was about to speak, but a cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, and he pointed with his right hand. Immediately, the Taoist Master's head collapsed and exploded with a bang, just like his evil son, his body and soul were destroyed.

Before his death, the hatred of this Taoist master was already overwhelming. Strangely, his hatred for Meng Hao was not so strong. He hated more of his wicked son. He did not expect that his wealth and power in this life would vanish at this moment because he provoked someone who should not be provoked with his wicked son.

The people around him trembled more.

"And them, they also wanted to cause trouble for my master before!" Yan'er gritted her teeth and pointed at the people around her. Her fingertips swept over. Although she could not tell who they were just now, in the eyes of everyone, these fingertips were like the eyes of the underworld, making everyone tremble in their hearts.

"Is there him?" Meng Hao pointed with his right hand. An old man who had been indifferent before and was preparing to kill the ninth continent (Harmony 2333) with the Chifeng lineage, his body trembled, and before he could speak, his head exploded with a bang. open.

"With him?"

"And him?"

"Or is there him?" Meng Hao said calmly. Every time he spoke, as long as Yan'er nodded, her fingertips immediately dropped. There was a monk all around, and his head roared and exploded, and there was no time to even scream.

Gradually, the ground was filled with blood, and Meng Hao killed dozens of people in succession. These dozens of people, without exception, were all cultivators who had previously prepared to join the Chifeng lineage.

And among those who hesitated just now, none of them were chosen by Meng Hao.

There were several others who were originally planning to join the Chifeng lineage, but because of Yan'er's confusion, when these monks' faces were ashen and desperate, Yan'er shook her head, and these monks immediately burst into tears, then This process from death to survival made them feel more grateful to Yan'er than ever before.

The entire Eighth Sect was in deathly silence. Everyone was trembling and kneeling there. Meng Hao's figure was like a god, frightening them to the extreme.

At this moment, the old man in charge of the sky coughed dryly.

"Nine Lords, calm down...you have already been punished. Do you really want to destroy this eighth sect?"

Meng Hao raised his head and looked at the old man in charge.

"It is impossible to destroy this sect, and it is impossible to just end it like this." After he finished speaking, he looked into the depths of the eighth sect and suddenly spoke, his voice roaring like thunder.

"Chifeng, get over here!" Meng Hao flicked his sleeves, and immediately the heaven and earth roared, and the sky trembled. In the depths of the eighth sect, the Chifeng ancestor hated his own son and grandson to the extreme. His face turned pale with bitterness, and his heart was roaring, but the roaring one was naturally not Meng Hao, but his dead children and grandchildren.

In his opinion, these two juniors deserved their death and caused such a big disaster to him and tricked him to death...

Without any hesitation, his body swayed instantly, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Meng Hao.

As soon as he appeared, the Chifeng ancestor immediately cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Chifeng...Greetings...Greetings to the Nine Lords." His heart was uneasy at the moment, and he did not even look at the corpses of his children and grandchildren on both sides. For such descendants, if possible, he himself would kill them without hesitation.

Outsiders didn't know the terror of Meng Hao in front of him. How could he not know that he was in the Underworld Palace and saw the opponent kill the Eighth Supreme with his own eyes, and even saw the opponent's battle with the golden-robed boy, and the The invincibility in the Hades Palace made him extremely frightened here.

Before Meng Hao could say anything, Chifeng bowed and gritted his teeth. He knew what happened today, and if he didn't have an explanation for what happened today, he would be dead here... In the eyes of others, he looked aloof. The Supreme Eight Origins may even have the chance to become the Nine Origins and become the leader of the eighth sect.

But he understood that even if he really became the Eighth Supreme, he would still need to bow his head to pay respects to the Nine Supremes. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and knew that he could not wait for the other party to make a request. He had to show his sincerity in admitting his mistakes, so his right hand suddenly He raised his head and slapped his forehead hard.

With a bang, his body shattered in an instant, and cracks appeared. Blood flowed out of these cracks. At this moment, his entire body collapsed and fell into pieces.

And his soul flew out, trembling in mid-air and bowed to Meng Hao again.

"Please Jiuzun, please calm down..." He couldn't help but bow.

Seeing this scene appear in front of them, the monks around them all took a breath. Everyone in the entire Eighth Sect was paying attention here. Whenever they saw it, everyone became more trembling, and looked at Meng Hao even more. For awe.

Meng Hao looked at Chifeng's spirit, and his expression softened a little. If Chifeng hadn't been so straightforward, and if Meng Hao had spoken, this person would have lost the possibility of becoming Jiuyuan forever if he didn't die.

But now, although the physical body has been lost, which has a great impact on it, the path to the Nine Origins has not been lost.

Meng Hao took a deep look at the Chifeng Patriarch, withdrew his gaze, took Yan'er with him, turned around, walked toward the world, and disappeared into the Eighth Sect.

His departure allowed the pressure of the Eighth Sect to dissipate, making everyone take a deep breath. This day, all the monks of the Eighth Sect will never forget it.