I Shall Seal the Heavens

With a thunderous roar, the magical powers of the eight Nascent Soul elders all landed on Meng Hao's body. These eight people had ferocious expressions, and their killing intent was extremely strong.

They could even imagine that in the next breath, Meng Hao's body would be as fragile as porcelain, shattered and torn apart. Immediately afterwards, this catastrophe would dissipate and this farce would end.

"You must not be offended, you must not be offended, and you must not be above him. He wants to destroy me from heaven. What status and qualifications do you have to kill me before him?" Meng Hao looked away from the sky. , looked at the eight people around, and smiled proudly.

Under this smile, the expressions of the eight Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly changed drastically. They were shocked to find that all the supernatural powers and spells that fell on Meng Hao's body were like a stone cow falling into the sea at this moment, without the slightest reaction.

At the same time, an intense and indescribable crisis descended in an instant, and the thunder in the sky was several times stronger than before at this instant. During the roar, a thunder with a thickness of more than ten feet thick, like a beam of light, shot from the sky. Boom directly.

Divided into nine parts, they came straight to the crowd.

Meng Hao raised his right hand suddenly, and when Pi Dong screamed, the scalps of the eight Nascent Soul cultivators around him went numb, Meng Hao's smile seemed to become a nightmare in their lives, and when they retreated rapidly at this moment, the heavenly catastrophe roared.

No matter how these eight people dodged and avoided, they were still struck by the thunder in an instant. During the roar, these eight people spurted blood, their faces were pale, and they quickly backed away with shock, looking at Meng Hao's eyes , with unprecedented fear, this kind of gaze appeared when monk Yu Yuanying looked at the junior Jiedan, which was extremely rare.

"According to the ancient books, the person who crosses the catastrophe is an unknown life in the world. In the thunder catastrophe, everything within ten thousand miles is wiped out. Although this person's catastrophe is only a few thousand miles away, he is still an unknown life. If you get close to this person, you will surely die!

And this person cannot die and be killed by others. The power of heaven is unpredictable and has his supreme dignity. How can he allow others to help the person he wants to kill, and kill this person at this time. It is tantamount to making an enemy of Tianwei!

Even if he died in the lightning calamity, the moment his body was finally struck to death, there would be a thunder explosion... According to the records in ancient books, when the thunder explosion appeared, everything within the range of the catastrophe would become nothingness. "The white-robed man from Xingxiu Tribe had an extremely ugly complexion. He frowned, his scalp numb with a life-and-death crisis.

"The only chance of survival is for this person to successfully cross the tribulation. During the process of crossing the calamity, he will not let the thunder contaminate himself. Because one or the other thunder contaminates his body, even if he is not killed. cause and effect……

This cause and effect is the immortality in the thunder calamity! Those eight Nascent Soul monks, they are dead! "The white-robed man's face was gloomy, and he quickly backed away.

The cataclysm roared,

Another bolt of lightning came whistling, and when it landed on Meng Hao, Meng Hao raised his skin jelly to block it, and then scattered it further, causing some monks around him to scream terribly. All kinds of cursing and cursing sounds seemed to surpass Tianlei at this moment.

Meng Hao didn't care. He learned this from his old backer back then, when others were tricked and tried to fight back. Keep calm, this is a realm.

Today's Meng Hao, after experiencing many deceptions, has already reached the pinnacle of this ability. At this moment, his speed is extremely fast, and he is rushing towards all the monks within three thousand miles of this place with the thunder that keeps falling.

Wherever he passed, thunder ponds spread, and miserable curses swirled around, leaving charred corpses everywhere.

For the monks here, this is a massacre, a massacre where everyone has no power to fight back. If you can't fight, if you run... They found out sadly that this guy's speed, even if he was struck by lightning, was so fast ! !

Time passed slowly, and this catastrophe continued to come. Meng Hao had killed almost all the monks here. At this moment, there were only about a hundred people left, and they had already dispersed. All of them were pale. Seeing the trend coming towards him, he immediately ran away desperately without hesitation, for fear that Meng Hao would approach.

But...Under the continuous thunder, there are always people who can't avoid it, especially the monk who attacked Meng Hao before, who is also within the scope of the catastrophe. Even if Meng Hao is not close, there will be lightning. come.

For example, the eight Nascent Soul cultivators found out that no matter how they avoided it, whenever a catastrophe fell on Meng Hao, the eight of them would definitely be hit by lightning.

Every thunderbolt contained powerful power, even their Nascent Soul cultivators, under such thunder, once there were too many, they would still be unable to bear it.

"Damn it, kill a thousand swords, this guy is too shameful, he can just survive the calamity by himself, how innocent we are..."

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!!"

"If I don't die this time, I swear that he will be my biggest enemy in this life!!" Nearly a hundred people around him screamed continuously, thunder roared, and when a bolt of lightning struck Meng Hao, the nearly hundred people around him also thundered down.

Meng Hao coughed dryly, and put down the jelly. The jelly had a big belly at the moment, and it looked at Meng Hao angrily.

"You are immoral, you are too evil..."

boom!

"Ahhh, you evil bastard..."

boom!

"Let me go, master, you are the best master in the whole world, please forgive me, I'm full, really full, I can't eat any more..."

Seeing Pi Dong's pitiful expression, Meng Hao lifted it up and held a bolt of lightning, and with a flick of it, Pi Dong turned into a long rainbow, and ran straight towards the mist in the distance, desperately running.

"Damn Meng Hao, you wait for this old man, you evil, immoral guy, this old man will save you in this life!" Pi Dong roared, feeling more and more wronged, and when he was cursing, Meng Hao heard In a word.

"If there are no accidents, I think there will still be thunder disasters here when the Nascent Soul is born."

Pi Dong trembled violently, his face showed a flattering expression instantly, he decided not to mention the previous incident, and rushed into the mist, he was afraid of Meng Hao, completely afraid, he was worried that if he resisted again, sooner or later Will be strangled.

Within the range of 3,000 miles at this moment, Meng Hao could no longer see other people. The remaining nearly 100 people had already dispersed and hid separately. However, Meng Hao couldn't find them, which didn't mean that Heavenly Tribulation couldn't find them. to them.

Meng Hao took a deep breath, and at this moment, his expression became solemn, and he began to truly cross the catastrophe, because the catastrophe at this moment is no longer red, but has an extra color.

Its name is Xuan, and its color is black!

Black Thunder!

When a bolt of thunder came roaring, Meng Hao saw the destructive power intertwined within the black and red. The moment the thunder fell, his right hand suddenly lifted up, and the ancestor of the Li family was directly struck by the thunder. Meng Hao took it out.

The roar reverberated, and the ancestor of the Li family screamed, but the soul body was only distorted, but did not dissipate. Under Meng Hao's continuous adaptation with thunder, his soul was not completely transformed into a thunder soul, but most of it changed.

"Meng Hao, who killed a thousand swords, this old man will never let you go!" The patriarch of the Li family roared in shock, and it was even more sad. For him, this past six months has been a kind of torture and pain that he has never experienced in his life. He comes from a noble family. , when he returned to the Li family, he was the ancestor, but he was tortured by Meng Hao.

At this moment, grief came from his heart, and while he was cursing, his body was lifted up again, and amid the roar of thunder, his screams became even more horrific.

He even felt that facing Pi Dong was much better than facing Meng Hao. In his heart, Pi Dong was originally the biggest nightmare in the world, but now this feeling has changed, and Pi Dong has become cute. The biggest nightmare has become Meng Hao.

The roar continued, and the thunder of the catastrophe kept falling. Even if the ancestors of the Li family were there, even if Meng Hao's body had adapted to the catastrophe, he still couldn't bear it.

His body trembled, and the ground around him had already collapsed. At this moment, they all became crystals, just like crystals, but the color was black and red, and it looked a little hideous.

On such a ground, after the thunder falls, it will bounce back, causing more damage to Meng Hao, so he has to constantly change his position. He pulled nearly a hundred people who crossed the tribulation with him.

As thunderbolts fell, there would be screams from time to time. Thousands of miles away, a middle-aged monk spurted blood, all the totems on his body were smashed, and he was struck to death by a thunderbolt. He continued to help Meng Hao, completed his mission, and was directly hacked to death.

With his death, the thunder that fell from the sky became more powerful.

Five hundred miles away, three Western Desert monks were sitting cross-legged in meditation, exerting their full strength to each other. There were layers of light curtains on top of their heads, supported by more than a dozen magic weapons, and nine phantom totems existed, resisting the heaven and earth again and again. Jie, at this moment...

As three consecutive black and red cataclysms fell, their protective light curtains were all shattered, dozens of magic weapons were all shattered, and nine totems were directly torn by the catastrophe. The three of them shook their bodies, and there was no time for blood When sprayed out, it becomes fly ash directly.

Two thousand miles away, there was another monk from the West Desert. He escaped into the ground, surrounded by thousands of skulls, trying to hide. He had indeed done it before, but now, under the black and red lightning bolts, all His skulls were all destroyed, and after the earth directly became ice crystals, his body underground also became a part of the ice crystals.

After a stick of incense, Meng Hao spat out blood and laughed loudly. His hair was disheveled and his body showed signs of cracking.

Of the nearly one hundred people around who accompanied Meng Hao through the catastrophe, there were less than twenty people still persisting, and all the others were hacked to death.

After two sticks of incense, Meng Hao's body boomed. The ancestor of the Li family was dying. He had completed his mission and was put away by Meng Hao. Immediately after the purple qi in his pupils appeared, his body began to recover rapidly.

"Again!!" Meng Hao raised his head to the sky, and laughed long and loudly. The laughter was shrill, full of determination and even madness. It was tragic. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)