At the moment when the fairy gate appeared on the Ninth Sea, Fan Dong'er lifted into the sky, and at the moment of blasting the fairy gate, in the Ninth Mountains and seas, all family sects felt the changes in the sky and stars in the Ninth Mountains and Sea.
This didn't change much, it was just that the fairy qi in the entire Ninth Mountain and Sea became a bit richer, but it was like a calm water surface with layers of ripples, which were noticed.
The real ups and downs were the area in all directions of the Ninth Sea Immortal Gate. At this moment, the immortal spirit was overwhelming, the avenue descended, the roar was endless, the thunder was shaking the sky, and the clouds and mist were rolling frantically.
Fan Dong'er's figure blasted towards the immortal gate in the thunder, her eyes showed persistence, and there was a voice muttering in her heart.
"Meng Hao, I must surpass you!"
Fan Dong'er is the second person in this era to blast the immortal gate after Pill Ghost. At the same time, those geniuses who are also in retreat at the moment and want to hit the real fairyland, they feel the heavenly immortality. They were different. In silence, they didn't care and pay attention, but showed decisiveness and continued to retreat.
"The age of true immortals is coming soon, the three main gates, the four major families, the five holy sites, the three religions and six sects... Every force has accumulated for many years, only waiting for the arrival of true immortals!"
"Everyone intends to accumulate thick and thin hair, and they will all be in the real fairyland. If you don't scream, you will be a blockbuster!" In the Taihang Sword Sect, Zhao Yifan sat cross-legged in a secret room. At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, and he muttered softly.
"It's common to open the seventies channel, open the eighty channels Tianjiao, open the ninety channels... the sun of the times!"
"Fang Mu... I don't know if you can step into this age of true immortals!" Zhao Yifan murmured with a sharp glow in his eyes. His injury has long since healed, and the blow he has received seems to be healed, but he understands that in his heart , There is a shadow, pressed in front of him, it seems that he has become his demon.
Meng Hao, as Fang Mu, became Zhao Yifan's demon!
In his own capacity, he became Fan Dong'er's demon!
In the same way, he is still the entire Ninth Mountain and Sea, all the inner demons of the arrogance who have been in contact with him!
Dong Shengxing, in the Fang family ancestor’s house, Fang Wei’s body is trembling at this moment, his breath of life is sometimes bright, sometimes bleak, his face is savage for a moment, smiles for a moment, the whole person emits weird fluctuations, around him, there are nine withered old men, right For Fang Wei, give his own fairy qi.
"Fang Hao... My true immortal is coming soon. If I fail, there will be no such person as Fang Wei under the sky. If I succeed... When I become a true immortal, I will personally kill you, as if I cut my heart. magic!"
Bei Lu Xing, Li's family, in the forbidden area, there is a lotus pond with clear water and fish swimming, surrounded by birds and flowers, like a paradise, on a lotus, Li Linger sits cross-legged on a lotus, skin that can be broken by blowing, now a little pink The charm of color, the dress is simple, and only a small shirt is worn, which makes the exquisite and delicate body show alluring demeanor.
She is also hitting the real wonderland!
At the same time, Wang Mu, Song Luodan, Taiyangzi, and Sun Hai and others all launched an impact on the true fairyland in their respective sect families.
Each of them, when they hit the real fairyland, Meng Hao's figure will emerge. Meng Hao... seems to have become the heart demon of the vast majority of Tianjiao in this era.
At the same moment, in the starry sky of the Ninth Mountain and Sea, on a huge meteorite, a young man sat cross-legged. This young man was wearing a black robe, but with white hair and handsome appearance, but it seemed that there were vicissitudes of life.
Immortal energy slowly dissipated on his body, and there was a section of immortal vine in his hand.
"Wang Family... Wang Mu is the scorching sun, and I was ignored. It's okay. What I want is just such a section of the fairy vine." The young man opened his mouth lightly, looking at the fairy vine in his hand, he slowly raised it for a long time. Started, looking at the distant stars.
"Meng Hao, I am looking forward to one day when you and I meet again..." This young man is Wang Tengfei!
At the same time, Wang Youcai, Little Fatty, Chen Fan, and those of Meng Hao's partners on the Southern Sky Star, are now scattered in various sects. They also know the true immortal through the elders around them, and are now looking at the sky.
"I don't know where Meng Hao... is now..." the little fat man murmured melancholy.
In Kunlun Dao, Chu Yuyan meditated cross-legged silently. There was no immortal aura on her body, but she was not in a hurry. The millennia of the true fairy queen was the time when other people became true immortals.
Even if she couldn't keep up with the first wave, within a thousand years, she was confident and as true as she was.
"The age of true immortals has arrived..." Dan Gui stood silently on a rock, looked at the starry sky, and spoke softly.
At the same time, there was another person who also said the same words.
It was an old man, standing on the southern star, a large mountain in the east, looking at the sky, and muttering.
He is... Shui Dongliu.
Meng Hao didn't know that the current Ninth Mountains and Seas had caused fluctuations because of Fan Dong'er's immortal gate. He still sat cross-legged under the stone monument in the ancient burial ground, accepting the inheritance of the fifth forbidden.
His breath has been weakened to the extreme, the fire of life is dimly about to go out, and the 100,000 cracks around have also begun to tremble slightly, and the accelerated expansion and closure have made this ancient burial place more and more weird.
Gradually, mist appeared on the ancestral land, and the mist slowly spread to cover the entire ancestral land. In any area, you can see the fog.
The place where the ancients were buried was also foggy, especially around Meng Hao. The fog was thicker, covering his terracotta warriors, so that the spiritual consciousness could not see through it.
As for Meng Hao, his figure was also blurred.
Fang Daohong was very scared, he was afraid that if Meng Hao died here, the strange restriction in his body would let himself go to Meng Hao's funeral.
Just as he became more and more afraid, suddenly, from a distance between the sky and the earth, there was a long rainbow at low altitude, and it was whizzing here, the speed was not fast, but from a thousand feet away, it seemed that he had noticed something, and the speed suddenly increased.
Fang Daohong's eyes flashed, he turned his head in an instant, and he saw that in that Changhong, there was a man in black who was approaching quickly, and he stopped abruptly hundreds of meters away from Fang Daohong. Changhong dissipated with a face. The cold middle-aged monk appeared.
"Elder Daohong, all of us come in together. If we swallow a single meal, it will be difficult for everyone to explain." The middle-aged monk blinked and glanced at the central area of the ancient burial ground. Meng Hao, who was mostly cross-legged meditating, was covered by the fog. Did not see the terracotta warriors beside Meng Hao, now completely covered by fog.
A sense of greed flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Fang Daohong, and said without a smile.
"If you want to go, Fang will not stop you, you have to say something painless and itchy here." Fang Daohong's expression was proud, and he snorted coldly, assuming his usual posture and speaking indifferently.
The black monk's eyes flickered, he glanced at Fang Daohong, and then at Meng Hao in the ancient burial ground. He hesitated in his heart, but Meng Hao's current state, he could not see that it was a heritage, only that he was about to die.
"Well, since Elder Daohong waits patiently, I will be with you." The black-clothed monk smiled, and simply sat down cross-legged, without acting rashly.
Seeing this scene, Fang Daohong was expressionless, but he was sighing in his heart. His life now lies in the hands of Meng Hao. Even if Meng Hao seems to be about to die now, he does not dare to gamble, even more nervous than Meng Hao. Worried that when Meng Hao died, he would be dissipated.
Time passed slowly, and after a stick of incense, Meng Hao's body trembled violently, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and only the flames of life remained in the fire of life, and even his body began to stiffen, his face pale as a dead person.
And the cracks around him became more and more rapid at this moment, blinking and stretching, blinking closed, as if one hundred thousand eyes were blinking, Fang Daohong and the other man in black were shocked.
One is nervousness, and the other is inner expectation.
At this moment, there were two changhongs in the distance, whizzing, seeming to perceive Meng Hao’s anomaly. The speed of these two changhongs increased sharply, and they soon appeared on the edge of the ancient burial ground, turning into two blacks. Clothing people.
The appearance of the two immediately caused Fang Daohong's eyes to shrink. One of the people in black did not stop, but went straight to the ancient burial site, and stepped into it as soon as the crack closed. Actually rushed more than a hundred feet.
When Fang Daohong's heart squatted, the black-clothed monk who came first frowned and stepped forward, stepping into the ancient burial ground at the moment when the 100,000 cracks closed.
The third man in black also stepped into it in a flash.
"This Fang Hao has a great treasure, everyone, let's kill this one first, and after grabbing the treasure, we will decide what to do with each other!"
"It's so good!" The three men in black immediately uttered words to each other. After the three agreed, the speed was faster between the closing and stretching of the 100,000 cracks.
Fang Daohong was silent and watched coldly as the three of them stepped into it in the ancient burial ground, but the pace was not fast and they were at the end.
Before and after the four, they kept moving forward in this ancient burial place, getting closer and closer to Meng Hao.
Time passed, after a stick of incense, in the continuous closure of the 100,000 cracks, two of the four had approached Meng Hao to the greatest extent, and were only less than two hundred meters away from Meng Hao.
At this moment, Meng Hao's body trembled again. This time, instead of bleeding from the corners of his mouth, he spouted a large mouthful of blood with no blood on his face. The fire of life was instantly extinguished at this moment.
At the same time as it was extinguished, all the cracks in the surrounding area trembled and closed, making the passage of this place unimpeded.
Except for Fang Daohong's nervousness, for fear that he would die in the next moment, the other three had strong greed in their eyes. Even if they had been cautious and vigilant before, they did not care about the others at this moment. The speed of the three increased directly, causing a roar. , Came straight to Meng Hao.
But just at the two fastest people, ten feet away from Meng Hao's place, Meng Hao's always closed eyes suddenly opened. There were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his eyes were as cruel as a knife. Exceptionally obvious.
A sense of horror that is difficult to express suddenly broke out from Meng Hao at this moment! At the same time, all the closed cracks in the surrounding area were also opened at this moment!
As if there were one hundred thousand eyes, at this moment, all looked at the four people together!