Demon seal, the eighth ban!
This is the only method Meng Hao has learned so far, the magic of Feng Yaozong. It can even be said that this is no longer a magic method, but a magical power!
Demon seals eight generations and creates a ban from generation to generation. As the nine generations, Meng Hao was originally prepared for everything. The unreliable ancestor of the reliable mountain made all this difficult. If it were not for the good luck of various opportunities, Meng Hao is now connected. This eighth ban is still not.
At this moment, he took a deep breath, and the moment his right hand fell, the entire world overlapped. His body was shaking and the world was also moving. Everything fell on Zhou Jie, causing his body to appear. Endless overlap.
All this is a long story, but in fact it was only a moment, all overlap disappeared, but Zhou Jie's body was still filled with the meaning of overlap, and bursts of screams came from his body, no His voice, but those souls pouring in.
At this moment, Zhou Jie, his body is trembling, his eyes are blank, but on his body, there are bursts of black aura spreading, these black auras are rich, and there are nine vague ghost shadows within them. The soul shadows are all old men, each with a distorted face, staring at Meng Hao with craziness and horror.
In this scene, outsiders... can't see, the screams, outsiders... can't hear!
Only Meng Hao, and only him in these surroundings, can hear this voice and see this picture, because he is the ninth generation of the demon seal, although it is not complete, the blood test has already made his ninth generation. The identity is extremely conclusive.
All, he can see it all.
"You are the ninth generation..."
"When I wait for the Dao to become a demon, it will all be blocked by your line of demon sealing, refining me to wait, and I don't want to become a demon!"
"What about the line of Feng Yao? Sooner or later, like me, the world of remnant souls!" A stern voice came from those soul shadows, and as the words echoed, their bodies trembled violently and screamed. The sound became stronger and stronger, and the black energy around them was quickly dissipating, and their bodies were all exposed to the world, trembling and blurry, as if to dissipate in the world.
Meng Hao was silent. He didn't know much about the line of Demon Sealing. He just walked along the way and gradually realized something. At this moment, seeing those remnant souls like this, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he raised his right hand with a wave.
With a wave, these remnant souls disappeared one by one, and the stern sound before death still echoed in Meng Hao's ears.
"Seal the demon and cut off the veins, change the season master to change the sky, cast the seal of Xiantai, what is wrong with me waiting to fight for immortality and die, your veins prevent me from waiting for enlightenment, and when you seal the demon for the first time, the world will be endless remnants of souls, look Who won't eat you!!!"
The voice was still reverberating, Zhou Jie's face was pale, his eyes gradually regained his sanity, but he was still at a loss.
Meng Hao glanced at Zhou Jie, turned around in silence, flicked his sleeves, and walked forward in the rain. Zhou Jie silently raised his head and looked at the far away figure of Meng Hao. After a long time, he took a deep breath, clasped his fists and bowed deeply.
"Next time if I win you, I won't kill. I will pay you back to prove that I cultivate my heart." Zhou Jie was silent for a long time, whispering to himself, turning around with weakness, turning into a long rainbow.
Qingluo Sect, the land of one hundred thousand mountains, at the moment of death of those remnants, a roar of anger suddenly came out in the karst cave under this big mountain, this roar spread all over the world, but it turned to Qingluo. Zong's disciples couldn't hear the slightest.
"The demon-sealing line, he is the demon-sealing line!!"
"The demon will die from generation to generation, the season master is jealous, cursing the death of the ninth generation, this is the ninth generation..."
"Death, death, death... The demon sealing family will die from generation to generation!!"
"On the platform of casting immortals, there is only a shortage of demon souls, find him, take his soul, drink his blood, and become immortal!!"
With a low roar, the entire one hundred thousand mountain shook, but the shock was not the mountain, as if the spirit of the mountain was shaking, and the earth trembled, and black air seemed to rush out from under the Qingluo Zong's one hundred thousand mountain. , The sky became dim.
But at the moment when they were about to rush out, suddenly, on the southern land, outside the birth hole, the corpse that fell from the sky that year was violently shocked. Under this shock, a breath seemed to be released. This breath was imperceptible to humans, and spread all over the southern region in a blink of an eye, forming a deterrent.
Under this deterrence, the endless remnants of the Qingluo Sect's one hundred thousand great mountains trembled at this moment, and they were silent for an instant.
"Who are you!" In this dead silence, under the 100,000 mountains of Qingluo Sect, a breath suddenly burst out. The strength of this breath suddenly seemed to shake the corpse. When it spread out, all the souls were destroyed. , As if seeing a king, all bow down together.
This breath filled the sky, filled the sky of the Azure Luo Zong, making the nearby millions of miles of heaven and earth instantly dark, but what is strange is... This scene, to outsiders, is not there at all, the sky is still blue like the sea!
"I'm here in search of fate." A voice of vicissitudes echoed under the Qingluo Sect's one hundred thousand mountains. This voice had a sense of endless years, and even revealed a touch of exhaustion.
But in this exhaustion, there is a wisp of it that can be seen if you can find it, and if you can't find it, it will be difficult to experience in a lifetime... Hearing suffocation.
It seems that this person has been fighting for a lifetime, and the amount of killing is indescribable, so even a single voice contains a shocking will.
"What do you mean!" The Qingluo Zong's aura like a king under the one hundred thousand mountains, spread the will.
"Dependent origination and demise, the proof is free, this child is predestined, if you wait for interference, I will not seek rebirth, but I will also change my mind and wait for you to be slaughtered."
The king-like aura of Qingluo Zong's one hundred thousand mountains was silent. After a long time, it gradually dissipated, but at the moment it dissipated, there was a rush of words and a whirlwind suddenly.
"You don't need to change your mind, because I'm waiting, I will find you first! Spread it all over the Qingluo Sect, choose the Thirty Heavenly Pride, enter the Qingming Cave of this Sect, and return to the world by your own body!"
At the same time, in the depths of the rebirth hole, there was a skeleton. This skeleton was not a human being, but a fish, a small fish the size of a palm.
At this moment, the place where the little fish was originally the eye, a faint fire started.
Immediately afterwards, under the Tianhe Sea, following the rope to connect to the deepest seabed, countless coffins in Stonehenge heard the sound of clicking, like someone rubbing the lid of the coffin with their nails.
"Sealing the demon..." There seemed to be a hoarse voice, and there seemed to be melancholy, with a touch of remembrance, it spread out slowly, chaosing the Tianhe Sea, and setting off a Tianhe storm.