One hundred and twenty-one veins!
The sky is vast, the nine great mountains and seas, before this, no one has ever opened one hundred and twenty-one veins, even if it is Ksitigarbha, it is only one hundred and twenty veins!
Meng Hao's achievements today are unprecedented!
He stood in the starry sky, his whole body was overwhelming, and one hundred and twenty-one immortal veins in his body were constantly running, as if there were one hundred and twenty-one fairy dragons roaring in his body.
He slowly squeezed his fist, the feeling of strength, the majestic aura of the cultivation in his body, made Meng Hao feel... unprecedentedly powerful.
Any breakthrough is far inferior to the good fortune obtained right now.
Any outbreak is far from enough for him now!
That is a kind of transcendence, that is a kind of reincarnation, and that is a kind of... life transformation!
The ninth mountains and seas tremble, the four stars tremble, and the starry sky fluctuates endlessly. The moment when a true immortal proves the Dao by himself, the whole mountain and sea will be shaken. This is a legend, but now, Meng Hao tells everyone here, the legend... Yes real!
The roar echoed, on the fourth mountain, there was silence in the Jizo, and murmured for a long time.
"Xianmai... The Great Perfection since the opening of the Nine Great Mountains, Seas and Heavens, is one hundred and twenty-three, no one can achieve Consummation, maybe he can do it?" After the underground sink sank for a while, his right hand was raised, and another decree, Suddenly issued.
There is only one sentence in that decrement!
"Accept Xu Qing, become my 49th disciple!"
A word can change a person's destiny. Xu Qing, who has entered the cycle of reincarnation, is destined to be bright and noble to the pinnacle in this reincarnation.
"That's my eldest brother!" Inside the ancient immortal mausoleum, the little fat man shouted excitedly, clutching a door beside him, and shouted loudly.
"Have you seen it? He is Meng Hao, my elder brother, your grandmother, whoever dares to bully me in the future, who dares to steal my Taoist companion again, I will let my eldest brother come and fight you!"
"Damn it, I have more than a hundred Taoists, now... now there are only three left!!" The little fat man's voice was stern, echoing in all directions.
In Luoyue Lake, Wang Youcai closed his eyes, his eyes are blind, his world is always pitch black, but in Luoyue Lake, everyone looks at him with fear.
Such a ruthless person makes all the fellows unwilling to provoke.
He has no eyes, but beside him, there is an extra woman. This woman has a soft expression, sitting beside him, telling him about the fairy veins of Meng Hao in the picture he saw.
Wang Youcai was silent all the time, only the corner of his mouth gradually showed a very faint smile.
"Meng Hao, I won't be left behind..."
Chen Fan, in Yijian Pavilion, it is one of the six sects of the Three Sects. Although it is not as good as the five holy places, it is still very deep. He is very inconspicuous in the sect. Even these years, he has not had a friend by his side, and there are very few people around him. Paying attention to him, he was only practicing swords himself. At this moment, he was sitting halfway up the mountain, holding a hip flask, and after taking a sip. Raise the hip flask.
"Little brother, do it!"
At this moment, some people are excited, some are blessing, some are envious, and some are jealous. Various thoughts are rising everywhere in the Ninth Mountains.
Standing in the starry sky, Meng Hao showed a bright flame in his eyes. That was... ambition!
Before that, he was not satisfied with the 108 channels, so he opened to the one hundred and seventeen channels, but at that time, he was already at the limit, but the next thing made him understand that he had accumulated a lot of demonstrative Dao.
At this moment, he is one hundred and twenty-one, he is not dissatisfied, but in his heart, he has ambition.
"I can open it again!" A light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes. Amidst the roar of the immortal veins in his body, his divine consciousness spread out. In his own body, he found... He stepped on the road of cultivation and obtained... the first Good luck.
Not the ancient mirror, but... Snatched from Wang Tengfei, inherited by Ying Long!
Ying Long, the king of the sky, under Meng Hao's continuous practice and breakthroughs, Ying Long's inheritance has long been integrated into Meng Hao's flesh and blood, soul.
He always felt that Ying Long was not weak, even extremely strong!
Even if he was in the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect and saw that Ying Long was surrendered by a monk and became one of the mountain beasts, he still thought that Ying Long... should be stronger!
Because, he will never forget that when he had just obtained Ying Long's inheritance, the crazy attack from the bronze mirror, for so many years, he has not seen the same madness on the bronze mirror again.
He knows parrots and knows the mysterious origin of the other party, but the more he is like this, the more he corresponds to the dragon... confident.
"Maybe my cultivation base is not enough to unlock the secret, but... Yinglong's inheritance can be integrated into my Taoist platform, can be integrated into my pill formation, can be melted into the Nascent Soul... Then why can't it... become One of my fairy veins!"
"Follow me, in the realm of immortality, all the way down!" Meng Hao's eyes showed a strong light, his body roared, the power of immortal veins erupted, and his divine consciousness was much stronger than before. At this moment, there is no Disperse outside, but sweep in the body to inspire his Yinglong inheritance!
Finally, in his body, he found a light spot, a very inconspicuous light spot that existed in his own soul.
This light spot, if you look carefully, it is a Yinglong that has shrunk to the extreme.
"Yinglong Immortal Vessel, open!" Meng Hao suddenly said, with a bang of cultivation base, all blended into this light spot, in the blink of an eye, this light spot seemed to be strongly stabbed|excited, and suddenly exploded. In this explosion, Meng Hao's body roared continuously, and the immortal energy in the immortal gate rushed in frantically, and after diving into Meng Hao's whole body, he went straight to the spot of light.
Time passed, and the immortal spirit was majestic. This light spot grew bigger and bigger in Meng Hao's body, and the Yinglong within it gradually grew larger. At the end of the day, the dragon's eyes suddenly opened and closed, revealing a touch of fine light.
There is dignity, arrogance, contempt for the earth, dominance of the sky, and even more unrestrained, free desire in that spirit.
That's... Meng Hao's way!
Meng Hao was shocked. He didn't expect that his own way would be so similar to this Yinglong.
Boom boom boom!
The immortal energy is even more majestic. After Ying Long opened his eyes, he spread his wings in Meng Hao's body.
30%, 50%, 70%...
Meng Hao's eyes were shining and he breathed fiercely. All he absorbed was immortal energy. After the rumbling influx, the immortal veins that Yinglong turned into opened to 80%, 90%... to 100%!
In an instant of ten percent, Meng Hao's breath broke out again and climbed again!
Around him, those fuzzy lights appeared again, flying around him, I couldn't see how many lights there were, but they were clearer than before.
An aura that resembles immortality or immortality, and resembles ancient and non-guo, rises up above Meng Hao.
Even at this time, outside the fairy gate, a one-hundred and twenty-two fairy dragon appeared suddenly. This dragon is completely different from other dragons. It is Yinglong!
It has wings, its tail is a venomous snake, and its head is so trembling for everyone to see!
It is Yinglong, but in Jiuda Shanhai, it has another name called... Allosaurus!
The Ninth Mountain and Sea made a sensation again.
After the one-hundred and twenty-one channel, another channel was opened, which shocked everyone, especially since the one channel that opened out actually transformed into an alien dragon, it shocked everyone again.
It seems that with Meng Hao, every time you see the extreme and think that you have seen the end, he will tell you with actions that everything... is not over yet!
The ancestors of the various sects showed a deep light in their eyes, looking at Meng Hao from a distance, looking at this junior monk who shocked them time and time again.
Vaguely, they seemed to have hit a young supreme who was rising.
"The Ninth Mountain, it hasn't appeared for a long time... such an amazing character!"
"Except... Lord Li!"
"Yes, except... the mysterious and unpredictable, and even the legendary Lord Li who is not the man of the nine mountains and seas!"
The elder monks sighed slightly, their expressions were complicated, they looked at Meng Hao and stopped talking.
But the arrogances of the same generation as Meng Hao, at this moment, even if there is a teleportation array in front of them, they all seem to be collapsing. Their pride is now stepped on their feet. Their accumulation has now become ridiculous, their past glory. , Now... is slowly becoming a thing of the past.
A young man who walked out of the Southern Stars, a monk who they ignored at the time, now... has become a mountain in front of them that seems impossible to cross.
They suddenly sympathized with Fang Wei, because compared to them, Fang Wei's feelings at this moment were too strong.
Fang Wei in mid-air laughed miserably. His body trembled. He thought he was ridiculous. He looked at Meng Hao and his eyes showed madness. In this madness, his heart was gradually covered by jealousy, and his murderous intent was strong again. .
"Even now, I have the means to kill you, and I will kill you with your Nirvana!" Fang Wei was crazy.
Fang Xiushan was in the crowd with a pale face. He suddenly regretted it. What he regretted was not to provoke Meng Hao, but why he didn't kill Meng Hao at the very beginning, even if he violated the clan rules.
Compared to him, Fang Wei's grandfather looked very calm. He stood not far away, looking at Fang Xiushan and Fang Wei, he sighed slightly.
"A person is alive, there must be a pursuit, in that case... start the plan ahead of time."
"Fang family, is it immortal in the fire, or in the flames, a different phoenix flies out, everything... depends on this time!" Fang Wei's grandfather, the gloomy old man, showed a smile on his face.
The smile was filled with emotion, and even more hideous!
It seems that an undercurrent has been buried in the entire Fang family for many years, and now... the fangs are slowly exposed!
In the starry sky, Meng Hao felt the one hundred and twenty-two immortal veins in his body. He looked up at the immortal gate, and there was a madness in his eyes, which was slowly igniting.
"I can still open... the last pulse!" Meng Hao said softly. From the storage bag, he took out a bronze lamp, his eyes fell on the flame burning on the wick.
That is…
The origin of the sacred fire!