The areas he chose back then were all remote corners, even most of them had been seen in the first realm, and he knew the areas that could be preserved.
As the moment approached, Meng Hao became more and more nervous. When he came to this shooting area a moment later, looking at the ruins on the ground, Meng Hao took a deep breath and immediately descended.
After searching around for a long while, Meng Hao lowered his head and looked at the ground under his feet. He suddenly raised his right foot and stomped it down. With a bang, the ground under his feet exploded. Numerous sands splashed, and in an instant, a huge The deep pit appeared at the feet of Meng Hao.
But in the pit, there is nothing...
Meng Hao's complexion was a little ugly. He turned around and started searching in various places. Until a moment later, he almost searched the place and found nothing.
It seems that here, from beginning to end, the wooden sword has never been buried.
"Failed..." Meng Hao's eyes showed unwillingness, his eyes flashed, and his body flew towards the second place where the sword was hidden.
When he reached the second place where the sword was hidden, he searched again, but the result was exactly the same. No matter how he searched, he couldn't find the slightest trace of the wooden sword.
Then, in the third area, the answer is still the same.
Meng Hao's heart became deeper and deeper, with a wry smile on his face. He can now be sure that his illusory and ancient ideas have failed.
With a light sigh, he walked to the last place where the sword was buried. This place is close to the seventh peak, which is far away. Now it is not an illusory ancient time. The road is smooth. Now this place is in crisis. Even Meng Hao has used counts. In the time of the day, he came to the foot of the seventh peak, where he hid the fourth wooden sword back then.
It used to be a mountain forest. At this moment, the mountain forest has long been wiped out and turned into a ruin. In this ruin, Meng Hao searched for a long time before he found the place where the sword was buried.
After blasting it away, Meng Hao looked at the empty pit, gave a long sigh, and completely gave up his expectations. He understood that he had failed.
"But if it fails, then where did the Suiyue Sword go?" Meng Hao suddenly frowned, and he opened the storage bag. In his storage bag, there were only six Suiyue Wooden Swords left, and they were buried by him. Of the four swords, the one has indeed disappeared.
Meng Hao was silent. The matter was weird. It seemed a little beyond his imagination. There were many answers. The only explanation was that the sword was successfully buried. However, the four wooden swords were taken away long ago. .
Meng Hao shook his head. When he was about to leave, suddenly he swept across the edge of the pit and saw something. The moment he saw this thing, Meng Hao's body shook suddenly, and his breathing was sudden and fierce. For a flash, he appeared directly in the deep pit, staring at a piece of wood that was only the size of a fingernail and looked ordinary, hidden in the mud.
This wood chip, showing the decay of the years, its appearance is not good, and it is pierced in the soil...
"This is..." Meng Hao breathed faster than ever before. He pressed his inner excitement and carefully picked up the wood chip. The wood chip is the size of a fingernail. It is irregular on all sides, but there is a corner that seems to hide the sharpness.
Like the tip of a sword! !
"This is Chunqiumu, this is the tip of the wooden sword!" Meng Hao's breathing became more and more rapid, his mind roared, and there was suddenly confusion. He yearned for success, but he couldn't understand it.
When his mind was roaring at this moment, he carefully looked at the tip of the sword in his hand.
"No... It seems... not the wooden sword I buried in the first place?" Meng Hao said softly, and when he took a closer look, there was almost thirty thousand years of power on this fingernail-sized piece of wood.
It's just that because the wood chip is too small, the strength of the years on it is very unstable, as if it is volatile and will gradually disappear.
"My wooden sword, if it is really successful, it has been buried here for about 100,000 years, but this piece of wood is only 30,000 years old. In addition, there seems to be some difference?" I also doubted whether I was successful in the past.
Without seeing the complete sword, it would be difficult for Meng Hao to judge, and on this piece of wood, he did not feel the imprint and trace he had left on the wooden sword back then.
While pondering, Meng Hao put away this precious piece of wood. Although it is small, it is impossible to tell whether it was left by Meng Hao, but the strength of its 30,000 years is also this small fragment, comparable to it. Arcana.
"If I fail, I just lose four years of wood swords. As long as I consume some spirit stones, I can copy them. If it succeeds, even if it is taken away by others in advance, I personally refine this thing. If you encounter it one day in the future, even if this sword has been refined many times.
But Jianxin is the strength of my years, and the master of the sword, I will always be the first master. "Meng Hao's eyes flashed. Since he couldn't understand the matter, he didn't want to think about it anymore. When he raised his head, he looked at the area behind the seventh peak, and his eyes gradually showed a touch of sadness.
"There is Father Ke's cemetery." Meng Hao got up, transformed into a Changhong, and flew straight to the burial place after the death of the powerful demon fairy sect.
Along the way, Meng Hao heard from within the Demon Immortal Sect, there was a roar from various areas, and even the sound of fighting, sometimes echoing in the distance.
For everyone who came to this third realm in the Southern Heaven, this place is like a treasure house, where there are good fortunes, and these good fortunes are not the same under normal circumstances. It depends on who is better prepared in the second realm and understands better. Comprehensive, and even learn some methods to break the prohibition.
These are the key points, but since there are treasures, it is inevitable that there will be competition and friction between each other, and they are accustomed to fighting each other.
Meng Hao ignored the matter, even if he didn't do anything, he had pledged to each other, and his gains here would surpass the others too much.
As we moved forward, the sky was getting late, and when the Demon Immortal Sect’s Burial Domain was in front outside the seventh peak, a long rainbow suddenly flew out from the middle section of the seventh peak. It was originally not flying towards Meng Hao, but it seemed to be noticed in mid-air. When he arrived at Meng Hao, this Changhong changed direction and went straight to Meng Hao.
Meng Hao paused in the air, his expression as usual, and he looked away coldly.
The Changhong was extremely fast, with a sense of dominance, set off an astonishing whistle, and it approached from a distance in an instant. In the Changhong, there was a young man who was the legacy of the emperor from the north.
The person’s eyes were like electricity, with a wave of ferociousness and cold, and went straight to Meng Hao. When the blink of an eye approached, he raised his right hand and waved, and suddenly six black dragons rushed out illusory, roaring and shaking the sky, entangled with each other and spread out. The terrifying coercion rushed towards Meng Hao.
Each of these six black dragons surpassed the Yuan Ying Dzogchen, and the six fused together, the coercion formed was like a half-step slaying of spirits. It can be seen that the youth of the emperor clan's legacy is powerful in his cultivation.
Seeing these six black dragons roaring approaching and occupying the world in front of Meng Hao, each black dragon is hundreds of meters in size, and the six are entangled together, with amazing aura, coming towards Meng Hao with a boom.
Meng Hao snorted coldly, did not evade the slightest, did not even retreat, and took a step forward. When his right hand was raised, his seemingly ordinary physical body burst out in an instant that could be as strong as the Fifth Life. , The same is half-step spirit slashing.
After falling in a circle, the world roared, and the roar of the six black dragons stopped abruptly. They were directly submerged by the earth-shaking loud noise, as if Meng Hao's fist raised a violent wind and directly tore them apart.
Even in Meng Hao's punch, an illusory mountain appeared. It was the power of the first manifestation of Meng Hao's Mountain Swallowing Art.
Boom boom boom!
The six black dragons were shattered in an instant. The face of the emperor from the north suddenly changed, and his eyes were shocked. Obviously he did not expect that Meng Hao would be so strong here.
According to his original plan, it would be best if this blow could kill Meng Hao. If it could not, he had to see Meng Hao's fictitiousness and reality, but the cultivation level that he had discovered right now caused him to fall into a sinking mind.
He backed away immediately without hesitation.
"Brother Meng, this is a mistake..." His eyes flashed, and he immediately said in a deep voice.
"First life."
Meng Hao spoke indifferently. With a thud of his body, the terrifying power of the first life was directly exploded, especially his physical body, which directly reached a level comparable to the sixth life. In an instant, Meng Hao’s combat power was directly Doubled.
He took a step forward and turned into blue smoke, within which the black moon appeared in front of the young man in the north, raising his right hand and punching directly.
With a bang, the Northland youth raised his hands to confront, and black light appeared outside his body, but the black light immediately collapsed to pieces. He spouted blood, his body suddenly retreated, and his expression was astonished for the first time.
"He was twice as strong in an instant!!" This young man from the Northern Territory clan, whose surname is Zichuan Liu, is extremely arrogant on weekdays. At this moment, he is shocked, but his bones are still there.
When the blood spurted out, his body finally stopped, he raised his head abruptly, his eyes were hideous, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Meng Hao firmly.
"Well, it should be your limit now. You burst into double combat power in an instant. It's not bad. You are qualified to be my opponent. Then let you see what is called Emperor Body..." Liu Zichuan said proudly, but Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a word came out from Meng Hao.
"Second life!"
boom!
Meng Hao's body immediately shook the sky, and his physical body was instantly as terrifying as the seventh life. His combat power broke out again, causing the sky to lose its color, causing a gust of wind around the area.
Liu Zichuan's eyebrows were beating, his mind roared completely at this moment, his mouth was dry, his mind buzzed, his eyes widened, he looked at Meng Hao incredulously, and suddenly his scalp numb.
"Damn, damn, this person's cultivation is abnormal. This is definitely the Taoist from the second realm, maybe the top ten!" Liu Zichuan was shocked. At this moment, his body retreated without hesitation, immediately. escape.
He escaped quickly, but Meng Hao chased him even faster, just one step, he caught up in an instant, a finger fell, and immediately a shadow of a large mountain appeared, blasting towards Liu Zichuan.
Liu Zichuan spewed blood, his body almost collapsed. The intense life and death crisis caused him to lose his soul. He immediately raised his right hand and slapped his chest fiercely, and suddenly spit out a bead. Open the big net and directly cover Liu Zichuan inside, as if there is a force in the dark, pulling the big net and going away in an instant.
Meng Hao's illusory mountain was just swept away, not completely hit, but it also made Liu Zichuan spout blood again, confused and panicked, and went away in an instant.
"I want 80% of your gain. If you don't agree, I will kill you." Meng Hao didn't chase after him, but stood still and spoke lightly.