Demon seal the sixth prohibition, life and death prohibition! !
The sixth generation Feng Yao pointed his right hand, and immediately between his fingers, two breaths of black and white appeared, and these two breaths surrounded each other, forming a whirlpool.
This whirlpool is gray!
The gray vortex suddenly swelled, and it turned into a thousand feet in the blink of an eye, and he sucked fiercely towards the surrounding area. Under this suck, the figures from all directions screamed and screamed, their bodies trembling, and their whole bodies decayed. On each body, a rune suddenly appeared.
This rune, which was also gray, flashed and flashed, these figures no longer screamed, but were all at a loss. When they raised their heads, they actually crouched towards the six generations of Feng Yao and bowed down.
Even the powerful figure with the human-shaped snake-tail is the same.
Meng Hao's scalp was numb, and his body quickly backed away. At the moment when he backed away, the Sixth Generation Demonic Demon slowly raised his head and looked at Meng Hao.
The moment he saw Meng Hao, he was taken aback.
Meng Hao's scalp numb immediately, and a life-and-death crisis emerged instantly. His figure stopped and stared at the Sixth-generation Conferred Demon. He could feel that if he retreated again, the other party would take action.
And at this moment, it seems that these six generations of Sealed Demons are hesitantly thinking.
Time seemed to freeze. At the wounds of the Sixth Generation of Enchanted Demon, the hideous black snakes spread out more and more at this moment, surrounding them, as if they wanted to rush out, but for some reason, they seemed to be imprisoned in a certain area. keep away.
"Did you stop the demon-sealing line in exchange for the slumber of the spirit of the other shore, or... let fate fall, leaving hope for the demon-sealing line." For a long time, the six generations of the demon muttered softly and looked deeply. After taking a glance at Meng Hao, he also saw the sword in Meng Hao's hand.
"Good sentiment." He spoke softly, with a touch of kindness in his expression, then turned around, clutching his wound, and walked away step by step. As he went away, the black blood snakes around him made a stern sound, seeming to want to escape. But he was uncontrollably confined to the six generations of Conferred Demons, and as he went away, he was gradually dragged away forcibly.
And those who followed him away were the figures around them who were tightly bound by life and death, one by one, as if they had lost everything, following behind the six generations of Feng Yao, and then they went away.
"Senior, why are you like this? Where are you going!!" Meng Hao said immediately.
"I failed in the third calamity of the mountains and seas... I want to find my destination... and you... will encounter the mountain and sea calamities in the future. If I fail, we will be waiting for you on the road to the destination."
"Master of Conferring Demons, one line of Conferring Demons... the strongest is the strongest of the nine mountains and seas, and the nine great mountains and seas of sorrow are the most sad."
"This road is bumpy and rugged, it's good to go all the way..." The voice of the vicissitudes of life came out suddenly from the back of the six generations of Feng Yao.
"Failed?" Meng Hao was taken aback. He thought of what the eighth generation of jade slips had said that he was going to survive the calamity!
"What is a mountain and sea calamity!" Meng Hao was short of breath. He looked at the other party with a strong premonition in his heart. It seems that one day, he... will also become like this.
"Ancient way, the idea of conquering the sky, mountains and rivers and common people are great good, nine mountains and seas need to be robbed, my life is boundless!"
"Ancient way, read the demon of ever-changing, walk on the road of immortality, walk on the nine mountains and seas, my way is eternal, and my life is boundless!"
These two sentences again!
Meng Hao's heart was shaken, and there were these two sentences in the last words of the eight generations of enchanting demons.
"If it succeeds, what will happen!" Meng Hao said again. The six generations of enchantment had gone. After a long time, his voice came faintly with vicissitudes of life.
"One thought that the nine mountains are there, and the nine seas are near, the nine great mountains and seas, return to their origins."
Meng Hao's face was pale. Looking at all this, he felt that after being taken away from the ring battle, he felt like a dream, and this figure with half of his head was lost, unexpectedly... it was the sixth generation of enchanted demon.
"Is it just the failure of crossing the robbery... What terrible thing happened to him? What are those blood snakes!"
"When you think of the nine mountains, and the nine seas, the nine mountains and seas will return to their origins. What does this mean?"
"Nine mountains and seas, the origin... The demon-sealing line..." Meng Hao was short of breath.
"In addition, for the six generations of demon sealing, why did he get the eighth ban?"
For a long time, he fell silent, looked around, and galloped cautiously towards the way home in the direction in which the six generations of Conferred Demons had come with him in his memory.
There are too many dangers here, any one is fatal to him, Meng Hao can only be cautious, can only be careful, if one does not pay attention, he will fall here.
time flies.
The ring battle was over, Ling Yunzi looked sad, and he really valued Meng Hao, especially the perseverance in his expression when the opponent took out the compass.
He left, following the people of the two avenue gates around him, and the people who participated in the arena station, left the Taoist tree, left the corpse of the god, walked out of the fairy ruins, and returned to the starry sky.
Some people returned to their hometowns, and some were accepted as disciples by the sect. This trial and challenge of the three-way sect was over.
After Zhao Yifan was sent back to Taihang Sword Sect, he regained consciousness. When he knew what happened later, he hit the ground with a punch, blood filled his fist, regret appeared in his eyes, and a sense of persistence.
Chen Fan was eventually accepted as a disciple by Taihang Jianzong.
Little Fatty was in the ancient immortal mausoleum. When his master took him back to Nantian Star, after seeing the more than one hundred Taoists, his master was stunned and did not say a word for a long time.
Li Shiqi, went to the Blood Orchid Sect, with her experience of fusing the Blood Orchid, she will be one of the quasi-saints.
Wang Youcai, with his unparalleled experience, he did not hesitate to destroy his dual purpose madness, making his world only black from now on, but it conformed to the Tao of Luoyue Lake.
After the moon sets, the sky and the earth are not only light. Before the light comes, the night without the moon is also... a piece of black.
In addition to the four of them, there were many people on the Southern Sky Star who participated in this trial. Some were taken away by the small sect, and some were sent back with regret.
Time passed, and a month passed in a blink of an eye. In the past month, Fang Mu's name has become even more impressive, spreading throughout the Ninth Mountain and Sea, even the monks who hadn't paid attention to the whirlpool picture before had heard of it.
Not a fairy, but comparable to the Four Realms Fairy!
The first trial and the first in the ring. All of this makes the name Fang Mu a legend, especially his disappearance in the fairy ruins, which makes the legend spread more widely.
Meng Hao walked slowly in this immortal ruin. His face was pale and his consciousness was highly concentrated, but he did not dare to spread too far. In the past month, he encountered several dangers here, three of which almost made him Both form and spirit are destroyed.
He saw more than one huge head floating around all around. Each head seemed to be the size of a star, causing Meng Hao to breathe shortly and his heart shook.
He saw an ancient battlefield. On that battlefield, there were countless corpses, and even among them, there were figures. These people... actually were eating carrion.
I don't know when this battlefield happened, but the flesh of those corpses didn't dissipate, and still existed.
He also saw a huge pharmacy with countless weeds, but among these weeds, Meng Hao quickly recognized a lot of the legendary herbs.
For these, when practicing the alchemy in the Ziyun Sect, the alchemy once said that the herbs that have long been extinct no longer exist in the world, and Meng Hao saw no less than a hundred species outside this pharmacy.
Especially he also saw... Tongxian Vine! !
But here, there is a kind of black beetle. There are so many black beetles. Meng Hao approached, and immediately flew out tens of thousands, densely packed, buzzing, and Meng Hao galloped away. If he slows down a little, he will definitely fall. .
He also saw an existence the size of a star, with countless long beards exuding all over his body, but just looking at it from a distance, Meng Hao's scalp was numb, and he hurried away.
A few days ago, he saw a right hand, which was as big as a galaxy...
In addition to these, there are countless corpses, sometimes floating in the fairy ruins, there are fragments of attics, land everywhere, and some fierce beasts whizzing by.
Fortunately, because of this mysterious fairy market ratio, he is too weak and small, so that he is insignificant in all these surroundings.
In the past month, although his life has disappeared a bit, his cultivation level has slowly recovered. This has given Meng Hao some confidence. More importantly, the sword of the six generations of enchanting monsters seems to be With a certain kind of strange power, the light it emits in every crisis is the focus of Meng Hao's survival.
And stroking this sword, Meng Hao is also exploring the sixth prohibition of the demon, but this prohibition is very difficult. For a month, Meng Hao has not understood it.
After walking for a month, Meng Hao hadn't seen the corpse of the god of the other shore, nor the Taoist tree. Only when he found the corpse and the Taoist tree could Meng Hao find his way home.
Until one day, he saw a cave, a cave floating in nothingness. This cave house seemed to move from nothingness, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
There are cracks on it. It seems that there have been several fights inside and outside this cave. When Meng Hao looks at each crack, his mind will roar, like the magical magic that formed the crack, shaking the earth.
The moment Meng Hao saw this cave, the door of the cave opened silently, and there was a woman in white clothes sitting there silently, as if the whole nothingness had disappeared at this moment, only this woman, Exists alone.
Her eyes are calm, but in the depths of this calm, there is endless loneliness...
She can make sentient beings worship, and can make the figure in this immortal ruin tremble, but it seems that something has been lost forever in her. Only the sad music that once echoed on the Taoist tree seems to be able to tell clearly.
When she slowly raised her head, her eyes fell on Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's body shook, and he immediately recognized that this woman... was the woman in white who was outside the Taoist tree that day and made all her figures tremble and worship.
"From now on, you are Sequence Thirteen." The white-clothed woman slowly spoke, her voice erratic, as if it had come from ancient times, echoing in this life.