I Shall Seal the Heavens

"I hope it's deeper here. It's best to walk this road for ten or eight days." Meng Hao's eyes were shining. There was nothing else in his storage bag, but there were a lot of messy magic weapons.

Many of them were no longer useful to Meng Hao. Even the treasures from the Qi Condensation stage, he never threw away and kept them because... he couldn't bear to part with them.

When he was young and crazy about poverty, he was unwilling to give up even a single spiritual stone. Each of those magic weapons was worth at least ten yuan, so how could Meng Hao be willing to throw them away.

He had been planning to find an opportunity to deal with it, but both Motu and Ximo were barren and could not be sold, so more and more accumulated in Meng Hao's storage bag.

If outsiders saw the inside of his storage bag, they would be shocked because it was too messy and contained everything. After all... it was Meng Hao's entire possessions. Every time he lost his spirit stone, he would look at the storage bag. bag, you will feel very satisfied.

An opportunity like this was a rare opportunity for Meng Hao. He was extremely excited. As monks one after another gritted their teeth and opened their mouths to buy magic weapons, Meng Hao hurriedly hawked them.

Meng Hao was not afraid that they would not recognize those written documents, and these people were all Taoist disciples and geniuses from large and well-established sects. They had no shortage of spiritual stones, and they had Dao oaths, and they did not dare not to return them.

"Damn it, Meng Hao!! You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, who, you, have,,,ed-no-- A roar came out from behind Meng Hao crazily from the mouth of a Northland monk. The man's eyes were red, and he stared at Meng Hao, holding a small shining sword in his hand.

"And this. This is basically a magic weapon used by monks in the foundation-building stage. You actually priced it at 20,000 spirit stones. You want me to pay back 100,000!!"

"This fan of mine, no matter what, it's broken, even if it's a magic weapon for forming pills, but... this piece of junk costs fifty thousand, why don't you go and grab it!"

As everyone roared, Meng Hao rolled his eyelids.

"To you, it's rags. But to me, these are all things I've worked hard to accumulate. I eat and drink them all the time, and that's why I've accumulated such a fortune!

If you don’t want it, I will refund it to you, and then you will be put on the unwelcome list! Meng Hao said coldly.

Those people were furious and gnashing their teeth, but in the end they sighed and pressed the magic weapon hard on the vine. causing the vines to sink slowly.

Finally, when all the Ji family members also spoke. Among the people here, only a few do not owe Meng Hao a huge amount of spiritual stones, and the rest

When everyone looked at Meng Hao, they were ready to cry.

In everyone's eager anticipation, finally one day later, they saw a light appearing below. As the light appeared, everyone immediately saw the bottom of the pit.

The moment they saw the bottom, many of them who owed Meng Hao a huge amount of spiritual stones almost shed tears with excitement, but Meng Hao was the only one who sighed repeatedly, full of regret.

"Why is this pit so shallow? It would be nice if it were deeper. My auction hasn't started yet..." Meng Hao frowned, but he had no choice but to look at the people around him, and they followed each other excitedly. The vines went straight down, and soon they reached the bottom of the pit.

The bottom of this deep pit is larger than everyone imagined. It seems that the deep pit is just a passage, and under this passage is a huge world!

It was so boundless that even if one's consciousness spread out, one could not find the end. After everyone came in one by one, standing here, their hearts were shaken.

Meng Hao's eyes instantly shrank, and his breathing quickened slightly. Xu Qing, who was beside him, was also shocked the moment she saw this place.

No one spoke, and there was silence all around. Everyone was completely shocked by the scenes here.

Here... there is an endless piece of ground, which is as smooth as a mirror, and the light that everyone saw on it before was emitted from this ground.

If the earth is compared to a mirror, then at this moment, when everyone stands outside the mirror and looks into the mirror, what they see is not themselves, but... an ancient battlefield!

In that mirror, the world suddenly existed. The ancient world, I don't know if it was before the second realm or after those years. In short, what everyone saw was a majestic battlefield.

On the battlefield, there are countless monks fighting. The color of the sky and the earth changes, the sky roars, cracks in the earth continue to spread, and a terrifying magic light curtain covers all directions.

In the sky, countless chariots roared, and a large number of golden-armored monks fought fiercely. In the distance, countless giant dragons roared, and there were even boundless monsters that seemed to occupy the sky and the earth.

It can be seen that with the wave of someone's hand, the earth collapses, a continent flies out, and turns into a meteor, smashing into nothingness.

It can be seen that with one punch from someone, the stars collapsed and turned into countless flames, burning the world.

You can see that someone's body is filled with millions of magic weapons, forming a storm. Wherever it passes, flesh and blood are scattered everywhere. This storm has completely turned into blood!

It can be seen that someone is making a secret, pointing to the sky, and countless words immediately flash with golden light, forming various ancient texts in the air, exuding a shocking aura, and killing endlessly.

You can see that someone is holding an evil ghost. The ghost is thousands of feet tall, with countless faces rising and falling, making shrill screams, and glaring at everyone!

This is...a battle between two sides!

The first party is the monks. There are endless monks. Everyone's magical power can tear apart the void, transform the dharma, and countless treasures can roar and shake the sky.

On the second side, there are monsters. Those monsters of different shapes from heaven and earth, carrying the residual wind, come from the sky. Wherever they pass, there is a black tide...

Farther away, between the sky and the earth, there was a huge coffin. It seemed as if it had fallen from the sky! Surrounded by a huge colorful halo, there are nine butterflies dancing in the halo!

Countless figures were surrounding the coffin, and they were fighting fiercely. Neither of them would let the other get even half a step closer to the coffin!

This coffin is the source of this battle. It seems that everyone is fighting and fighting madly, all for the fight for... this coffin! !

All the monks in the southern land, including Meng Hao, were floating in the air one by one, staring blankly at the earth-shaking scenes displayed in the mirror of the earth, looking at those magical powers that could move mountains and seas with just a wave of their hands, and pick up the stars and the moon. They were all deeply shocked.

There are three people in this battlefield. Even if the battlefield is huge and the fighting is fierce, it can't cover up the grace of these three people. People can immediately focus on them at the first glance.

It seems... They are like the strongest king on this battlefield, the high sun, everyone must look up to it!

The first person is a monk. He is wearing a monk's robe, has white hair, and has a vicissitudes of appearance. When he raises his right hand, there are two beads in the palm of his hand, which are slowly rotating, one is black and the other is white!

Behind him, there was an illusory starry sky, as if he had transformed the starry sky. Standing in the sky, he could intimidate the entire demon clan by himself.

The second one is from the demon tribe. There is a big demon with wings that looks like a bat. It has red eyes and is surrounded by seven flames. Each flame has a different color. Inside the flames, it is impressive... There seem to be seven wooden swords!

The whole body exudes a shocking aura, as if just by standing there, he can make the world, the sky, and all sentient beings worship him!

Meng Hao didn't know the cultivation level of these two people, but his breathing was faster than ever before, because he didn't know if it was an illusion, but when he looked at the old monk, he saw the black and white beads in his hand.

In his mind, he remembered what he saw in Zhao State...the beads in Xiaohu's hands!

That bead was... exactly the same as the white bead in the old man's hand. Meng Hao felt that maybe... they were the same thing!

In addition, the human-shaped bat has some similarities with the monster Meng Hao fought in the past, but the most important thing is the wooden sword inside the seven flames outside its body. When Meng Hao saw it, his heart roared. Clearly...it's his Immortal Killing Sword!

He now has five of this sword, four of which were obtained and one was copied!

But it made Meng Hao breathe even more, and even his whole mind roared. In his mind, there was a voice that kept roaring... It was the third person in the world inside the mirror who was attracting attention!

That was... a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance, wearing a white robe, with long hair that was half black and half a century old. His whole body did not reveal the slightest trace of cultivation, but he was floating in the air, and the world around him seemed to be sealed. , the nothingness in all directions seems to be still.

When the monsters saw it, they all trembled, and the monster energy was instantly chaotic, as if they were out of control.

When the monks saw him, they were all immediately in awe, as if even looking at this person would cause their own pressure to surge and their cultivation level to drop!

He does not belong to any party. When he stands in mid-air, it is like this battlefield. There are three parts of the world, and one part of it is here with him!

In his hand, he held a silver spear. There were scales on the spear, which were superimposed on each other. The color was not completely silver, but sometimes turned into pitch black!

The moment he saw the gun, a voice immediately echoed in Meng Hao's mind.

"Demon Soldier...Barren Tomb!!"

Although the spear transformed from the Demonic Thought of the Desolate Tomb on his body was about to dissipate, it was still buzzing in Meng Hao's body at this moment, emitting a strong summons.

"Third Generation...Demon Sealing!!" Meng Hao looked directly at the middle-aged man. At this moment, the identity of the other person was immediately clear to him!

I sorted out the outline today. This dungeon has come to an end. The final plot point should make everyone feel good. Because this dungeon connects the previous and the following, it is very important, so I dare not write more. Brothers and sisters, please understand... (to be completed) Continued...) ()