With persistence and madness in Meng Hao's eyes, he opened one hundred and twenty-two channels, and walked out a path of the highest immortal vein that has never been seen before. Even if it is the fourth mountain sea lord Jizo, when he was true immortal, he opened the immortal vein. Not as good as Meng Hao.
He stood in the starry sky, attracting worldwide attention, but Meng Hao still did not give up. The flame in his eyes reflected the origin of the divine fire in his hand, as if this divine fire had become the ambition of Meng Hao's eyes.
"The last pulse... the origin of the divine fire!" Meng Hao's heart beating. He knew the horror of the origin of the divine fire, but couldn't help his heart beat, and wanted to use this origin of the divine fire to achieve his last pulse!
"If this channel is successful, I will open one hundred and twenty-third channel, no regrets!"
"This is a bet. If it succeeds, one more pulse, if it fails..." Meng Hao paused in his heart, but soon, his eyes showed persistence.
"What's the matter with failure!" Meng Hao's hair was flying, his clothes fluttered, and the momentum of his whole person rose in this moment, affecting the starry sky, and there was a roar.
"Before the emergence of the world, before the opening of the heavens and the earth, before the years when it is impossible to calculate the time, there may be no immortals in the world, so how did the first immortal... come about!"
"It must have been in my own way, tried countless times, and suffered too many failures, and finally came out of the road. The first successful person claimed to be a fairy, and then there will be a fairy!"
"It must be so, if so, I can naturally go out, my own immortal Meng Hao!"
The immortal gate is majestic, the celestial light is shining, the celestial spirit is vertical and horizontal, the celestial dragon is flying, it seems that this moment has become a foil for Meng Hao.
If there are so many sacred fires, even if Meng Hao has this mind, he can't integrate too many sacred fires, but this fire... not many!
Only enough to light a bronze lamp!
"Wealth and wealth are in danger, life is alive, many times... if you want to get it, you have to pay a price and work hard!" Meng Hao firmly held the bronze lamp and looked at the source of the divine fire on it, his eyes were crazy. Thicker.
At this moment, all the monks in the entire Ninth Mountain and Sea who followed Meng Hao saw the bronze lamp, and all saw the flame on the bronze lamp.
But even those in the realm of Taoism can't see the strangeness of this bronze lamp, but they can feel that the fire from this bronze lamp contains... the power of the origin!
"Essence!! The light in his hand actually fluctuates in Essence!"
"It's a pity that it is too little. If there is more of this source, for me, I might be able to understand it."
"In any case, the chance before this child can have the origin of things, this is rare! Perhaps from this child, the origin of the fire can be found?" When the Dao Jing of each clan looked at the lights, they all His eyes brightened sharply, but then they showed regret and regret, but immediately afterwards, they flickered one by one.
But at this moment, in Kunlun Dao, the ancestor of Dao realm from this sect, the vicissitudes of voice, echoed in the ears of every powerhouse of the same realm.
"Everyone, this son... comes from the Southern Star."
When this sentence came out, everyone who heard it immediately shrank their eyes, and instantly all thoughts were dispelled, Nantianxing, it is better for the Dao realm and below, but for the Dao realm...
Nantianxing is a taboo!
But for the Three Dao Sects, especially the Immortal Ancient Daochang, the moment the four elders saw this bronze lamp, their expressions... suddenly changed!
They stared at the bronze lamp blankly. Everyone took a deep breath. After looking at each other, they all saw the shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
"In the world... there really is such a thing!!"
"I thought it was a legendary thing, but it actually appeared... It can't be wrong, the pattern on this bronze lamp can't be wrong..."
"It can be touched by people, this... this..." The four old men buzzed in their minds, and at this moment, they all set off a huge wave in their hearts.
At this moment, all the monks were staring at Meng Hao.
In this much-anticipated view, Meng Hao did not hesitate anymore. He held the bronze lamp and placed it in front of him. His expression revealed decisiveness. After gritting his teeth, he opened his mouth sharply and took a breath.
Under this inhalation, the flame on the bronze lamp shook violently, separated from the bronze lamp, went straight to Meng Hao, and disappeared into his mouth in the blink of an eye.
Swallow the fire!
At the moment when the source of the divine fire was swallowed by Meng Hao's mouth, Meng Hao's mind bounced, and an indescribable flame burst into his throat in an instant.
The intensity of the flame seemed to dry Meng Hao’s blood instantly, and burn Meng Hao into fly ashes in the blink of an eye. On his face, the blue veins were no longer bulging, but... cracks appeared one after another. .
These cracks are red. When they open, you can see them along the cracks. If there is magma rolling, it seems that they can burst out at any time.
Meng Hao let out a stern roar, his body trembled, his eyes were frantic, and the whole person was in the starry sky, as if what he had swallowed was not a divine fire, but a volcano!
Or maybe he... became a volcano!
The one hundred and twenty-two immortal veins in his body were all in motion, and the majestic immortal power rumblingly roamed through his body, but Meng Hao could barely maintain it, and couldn't merge at all.
The indescribable pain caused Meng Hao's whole body to be blazing, seeming to reach an unbearable limit.
The sound of khaka echoed, and the cracks on Meng Hao's body became more and more. After filling his entire face, he followed his neck and spread to his body. Very quickly, cracks spread all over Meng Hao's body.
In those cracks, red light was emitted, as if his body was about to burst.
No one can help him, even Dao realm cannot help Meng Hao suppress it at this moment. This is his calamity, this is his vein, and this is his choice!
Only he himself can help himself, and only he can survive this barrier and integrate the essence of divine fire to save himself successfully.
"I must succeed!" Meng Hao's eyes shed a monstrous fire, and he felt that there was a crazy power in his body at this moment. It was a sacred fire!
If it hadn't been for him to possess one hundred and twenty-two immortal veins, he would become fly ash in the blink of an eye, but even if he had such immortal veins, it would still seem inevitable... to collapse.
At this moment, all the Dao Realm ancestors stared attentively. The Fang family's earth ancestors opened their eyes wide, and while showing tension, they were even more angry.
"Asshole, idiot, you, you, you... Your kid looks so good, how do you do things so recklessly, damn it, one hundred and twenty-two pulses are also pretty good, why can't you think about it!" Fang Jiadizu was anxious, endure He couldn't help but scolded, but soon, he sighed, and when he looked at Meng Hao, he showed strong appreciation.
Looking with the family, he doesn’t want Meng Hao to take risks like this, but from the perspective of a monk, he recognizes Meng Hao’s madness. Only people who are strong and almost obsessive about themselves can be called crazy in the age of practice. It is... the strong!
Not only is he here, but when the ancestors of the Dao realm all looked at Meng Hao one by one, they were not the same as before. They felt Meng Hao's madness and felt Meng Hao's strong dedication.
This kind of gamble, this kind of hard work moved them.
The same is true for the Three Avenue Gates.
Fang Wei was in the air, watching this scene, his mind was shaken, and his father Fang Xiushan looked excited, showing ecstasy.
"Looking for death, this little bastard is looking for death by himself, haha, just pop it!"
At the moment, all those Tianjiao true immortals in the ninth mountain and sea showed different expressions when they saw Meng Hao so persistent.
The sound of booming, bursting open in Meng Hao's body, the cracks in Meng Hao's body have reached the extreme, it seems that his whole person seems to be pieced together.
Even at this moment, there was a staggered place with several cracks on his face. A small piece of skin fell off and turned into fly ash, exposing a nail-sized wound. It can be seen that it is not flesh and blood, but a sea of fire. .
The skin was falling off more and more, and Meng Hao's 122 fairy veins turned into 122 fairy dragons, becoming 122 powers, all erupting, but still unstoppable.
This scene caused everyone to breathe rapidly and their hearts roared.
Meng Hao roared to the sky, his body trembling, the world in front of him was blurred, but the persistence in his eyes was still strong.
"I will not fail. One hundred and twenty-two immortal veins are transformed into more than one hundred powers. They seem to be powerful, but they are scattered in reality. Naturally they can't..."
"But if these one hundred and twenty-two immortal veins all become eternal immortal veins, then... my eternal realm is equivalent to one hundred and twenty-two times!
In that case, it must be possible! "Meng Hao's mind roared. After he realized this problem, with the rotation of his divine mind, all the immortal veins in his body trembled. At this moment, all of them changed and turned into... the eternal dragon!
One hundred and twenty-two eternal dragons erupted together to form an eternal realm. At this moment, the sky was shaking and the sky was roaring, shaking the starry sky.
Boom boom boom!
Meng Hao looked up to the sky and screamed, the cracks in his body were visibly reduced, and the sea of fire in his body was rapidly condensing together, and it gradually seemed to form a vein of divine fire.
Even at this moment, the immortal gate broke out, and the immortal energy rolled in and merged into Meng Hao's body, causing the concentration of the divine fire immortal veins to accelerate, while Meng Hao's body was healing crazily at a terrifying speed.
After Ban Zhuxiang's time, his body completely recovered, and at the moment of recovery, Meng Hao's eyes showed sharp brilliance. He was not angry with himself, and even more aura broke out on him, and the pressure was stronger!
"Open God Fire Immortal Vein!" Meng Hao murmured softly, and with a wave of his right hand, there was a thud in his body, and there was an extra Immortal Vein!
One hundred and twenty-three veins!
This is... the last pulse of Meng Hao!
Around the fairy gate, there is an extra fairy dragon!
One hundred and twenty-third dragon!
The last dragon!
Dzogchen!
At this moment, the sky and the earth roared, the sky changed color, and the ninth mountain and sea were all shocked!
Meng Hao, unprecedented, after him, perhaps... no one can surpass this one hundred and twenty-three veins, because this vein is already the Great Perfection of Wonderland!