Almost at the moment when Meng Hao copied the Ninth Mountain with the Swallowing Mountain Art, the majestic and indescribable Ninth Mountain suddenly shook in the starry sky beyond the southern sky.
With the shaking, the will of this mountain seemed to be sensed in the dark, and when it descended on the southern sky, it descended in the hands of Meng Hao, the ninth mountain that was rapidly expanding.
It was just a trace of will, but for the four remnants in front of Meng Hao, it was earth-shattering.
These four remnants were immediately astonished to the extreme.
"resonance!!"
"He... He actually resonated with the Ninth Mountain!!"
When these four remnants were shocked, Meng Hao's eyes were no longer hollow in an instant, he waved his right hand forward, and immediately the Ninth Mountain in his hand went straight ahead.
Setsuna approached the remnant soul who claimed to be the Yin God, and the remnant soul used all his best in amazement, turning countless stars out of his body, trying to block it.
boom!
All the stars collapsed. This remnant soul, who claimed to be the god of Yin, let out a screaming scream. After the body was directly hit by the Ninth Mountain, the soul flew away...
At the same time, the huge vortex was also torn apart at the moment when the Ninth Mountain was touched, as if the mountain could not be blocked, even with the other three remnants, they were panicked to the extreme at this moment and retreated quickly. But no matter how fast they were, they quickly walked across the Ninth Mountain.
During the roar, only one of the three remnants escaped, and the other two were in a screaming roar. All the gods were exhausted and all the magic weapons were taken out, but they still... collapsed and extinct.
Until this time, Meng Hao's face was pale and he spouted a mouthful of blood, and the Ninth Mountain slowly disappeared.
When it disappeared, Meng Hao's body was weak. He did not expect that the power of the ninth mountain that he copied was so amazing. At that moment, the power of this mountain could be opposed to Wen Dao!
But the price was Meng Hao’s cultivation base, which he could not bear. He was wounded under the backlash. Even if his soul had the meaning of immortality, Meng Hao still realized that if he used more of this magical power, he would let him Withered soul!
At this moment, the only remnant soul who escaped was terrified to the extreme, his body quickly retreated, and he was already frightened about Meng Hao's place.
Meng Hao ignored the remnant soul, he went straight to the altar while he stepped, raised his right hand, and was about to grab the crystal ball.
Suddenly, a withered hand appeared silently. In front of Meng Hao, with a light finger, Meng Hao could even see the black and yellow nails on the withered finger, as well as the emanating from it. , Endless vicissitudes.
A finger, did not raise the slightest fluctuation, did not radiate any power of heaven and earth, but it gave Meng Hao a feeling like a avenue, as if part of the rules of heaven and earth.
He couldn't dodge, he couldn't avoid it, he could only look at this finger and lightly place it on his chest.
As soon as a finger fell, Meng Hao's mind roared instantly. He spewed blood, and his body was directly bombarded by a strong force. He rolled back violently, and directly hit a hall behind him. The hall collapsed, but he still couldn't stop this on Meng Hao's body. Power.
His body penetrated the main hall and touched the ground above. The ground vibrated and the loud noise echoed. Meng Hao's body flew directly out of the Qingluo Sect's ground as if traveling through the divided yin and yang. In mid-air, he With a blast of body, his chest exploded directly.
At the same time, his undead soul, his eternal realm, broke out in an instant, making his wounds healed visible to the naked eye, but just after healed, it immediately collapsed, and the cycle continued, causing Meng Hao's blood to continue to spurt out, the green shirt of his body, It immediately became purple.
It also caused all the disciples of the Azure Luo Sect on the earth to change their expressions, revealing a sense of shock.
At the same time, bursts of coughing sounded from the depths of the earth.
A black air rose along the ground and went straight to the sky, causing the entire Qingluo Zong to be immediately enveloped in a thin layer of black mist.
The cough became stronger and stronger, as if someone was hobbled out of the earth step by step.
"The old man just fell asleep for a while, and someone made a noise to this extent." When the voice of the vicissitudes of life echoed, an old man walked out of the earth.
He was thin and thin, dressed in a black robe and a hat on his head. His face was vicissitudes of life, but his face was terrifyingly pale, and his eyes were dull. The whole person exuded a terrible death, like a zombie.
When he walked out, the surroundings were immediately cold, as if black snowflakes were falling.
"Junior, see the true ancestor of the six realms!" On the ground, the old man with the third sword of the spirit slasher, the moment he saw the zombie, his body trembled suddenly, his forehead was sweating, and he knelt down without hesitation.
At the same time, from within the earth, the strong soul remnant who had survived before flew out tremblingly, and immediately bowed down.
"The younger generation pays respects to the true ancestor of the six realms!"
Behind him, countless remnants of souls in the earth bowed together, expressions of awe and fear in their expressions. When the voice echoed, the Qingluo sect disciples on the ground trembled one by one, even though they did not know who the old man was. But at this moment, they kneel down one after another.
Meng Hao looked ugly, his chest injury was still spreading at the moment, fighting against his own eternal realm, he stared at the old man firmly, and recognized his cultivation level at a glance...
Ask the pinnacle!
Even in Meng Hao, he felt that he was stronger than the original deity of the tenth ancestor of the Wang family.
This is a sect, the real Taoism, the five major sects of the Southern Territory, the three major families, any one of them must have such a Taoism, otherwise, how can it be passed on for at least ten thousand years.
The old man coughed, raised his right hand stiffly, and grabbed it towards the earth. The muddy river shook violently in the earth. It instantly rolled up, flew directly from the ground, and kept shrinking as it surrounded the old man.
At the same time, the old man raised his right hand to the censer on the first mountain in mid-air. The furnace vibrated and flew straight to the old man. When it came, it kept shrinking. When it came to the old man, it suddenly turned into a palm size, and the censer opened. After containing the muddy river, it fell into the palm of the old man's hand.
It doesn't look like an incense burner anymore, it looks like a wine burner.
The old man picked it up, put it to his mouth and took a sip, his eyes showed a gleam of light, and he looked up at Meng Hao.
"The cultivation level is good, if there is no old man, this Qingluo Sect's ten thousand years of inheritance, it is really possible to be destroyed by you."
"Do you want her?" The old man pointed his left hand toward the earth, and immediately the crystal ball where Xu Qing's soul was, flew out, and was pinched between the two fingers by the old man.
There was a trace of blackness, following the old man's hands, wrapping around the crystal ball, morphing a greedy ghost, as if to rush into the crystal ball.
Xu Qing's soul trembled immediately, as if he felt fear in the dark.
Meng Hao's heart also trembled.
"There is a smell of death, it should be the old man's disciples and grandchildren, refined for the old man to enjoy, who is yours? Taoist companion?" the old man said hoarsely.
Meng Hao stared at the old man fiercely, without saying a word, his heart was tingling, and his body was trembling at this moment.
"Don't speak?" The old man pressed his fingers slightly, and when the sound of clicking echoed, the crystal ball immediately cracked.
"She is my Taoist companion!" Meng Hao took a deep breath and looked at the old man.
"You are right. If you don't show up, her soul will become a nourishment for the old man, and her body will be refined into a pill, and become the old man's collection." The old man said calmly, and the breath of death on the body became stronger.
At this moment, the sky was dark, and the bright moon appeared, and the light was shining. The old man raised his head and just glanced at it, and the black mist instantly covered the moon.
"But even if you come, it's useless, but the old man can give you a chance." When the old man spoke hoarsely, his muddy eyes showed a hint of light.
"Take out your most powerful magical powers, if I can take over my immortality, I will let you and her soul leave, how about?"
Meng Hao stared at the strongest true ancestor in the Qingluo sect ahead, his heart was grinning miserably, before he actually came here, he knew that maybe it was not going well, but he had to come.
If he doesn't come, he's sorry for his own way!
When he came, he didn't plan to leave!
"You live, I live, you die, I die... This is a promise." Meng Hao took a deep breath, and when his right hand was suddenly raised, his left eye slowly became white, and his right eye gradually appeared dark.
His strongest magical power is the black and white he has realized on that ghost wheel, imitating the old man in armor.
On his right hand, there was a hint of black air and a hint of white air immediately.
At the moment when these two breaths appeared, the true ancestor of the six realms of Qingluo Sect's eyes suddenly shrank.
"It turned out to be this..."
The reason why he didn't kill Meng Hao right away was precisely because he felt a good fortune in Meng Hao. When his cultivation reached his level, he could have a foreboding of crisis and good fortune.
Just as the tenth ancestor of the Wang family stared at Meng Hao's perfect Daoji, these six real ancestors, at the first glance of Meng Hao, he vaguely felt that in Meng Hao, there is a good fortune that is useful to him.
There was a stiff smile on the face of the true ancestor of the six realms. When his eyes flashed, the black and white aura on the right hand of Meng Hao's place became more and more intense. In the end, it turned into two beads!
Black beads!
Baizhu!
At the moment these two beads appeared, the eyes of the true ancestor of the six realms shrank fiercely, and with his concentration and cultivation, he revealed an unbelievable meaning.
"This is... Dao!"
"This is not an ordinary way. The black and white beads give me the feeling that it is infinite, as if it contains..."
Meng Hao's eyes flashed suddenly, and his right hand suddenly lifted. He didn't know how to use these two beads, but this was indeed the strongest technique he could show now.
With a wave of hands at this moment, these two beads turned into black and white two awns and went straight to the true ancestor of the six realms.
In an instant, the sky suddenly changed, the world became black and white, and the entire sky no longer had a third color!
"God!"
"This is not the way of the Ninth Mountain, this is the way of the Ninth Mountain!!"