I Shall Seal the Heavens

The moment Meng Hao lifted it up, black clouds descended from the sky, covering a thousand feet in radius, and the huge spider legs fell directly with a roar.

The earth trembled, and a terrifying coercion instantly spread in all directions, making it seem that all life within this thousand feet could not dodge at all. All existence would be wiped out and completely collapsed under this shocking force.

"This person is dead!" The nine Nascent Soul elders were protecting the pale Zhao Youlan who had lost his right arm. They looked at this scene with cold eyes, but Zhao Youlan frowned.

Her brows trembled slightly from time to time. It was the severe pain of losing her right arm, which not only made her look pale, but also hurt her heart all the time. She could only try her best to ignore the loss of her arm, and use all her remaining mind at the moment to analyze Meng Hao.

"The silk threads around him could trap the high priest before, which shows how powerful he is. So this person must have made some judgments when he puts his hope on these threads now!

He shouldn't die!

This person has good cultivation, has a mind like a fox, and is decisive in his actions. However, he is also meticulous, ruthless in his actions, and has a status as a great minister. No tribe would ever want to provoke such a person..." Zhao Youlan sighed secretly in her heart. If they had known that Master Meng of the Wushen Wubu was so powerful, their plans for the Wubu would have changed.

"However, no matter whether he lives or dies under the attack of the Holy Spider, the result is not important anymore. The spitting out of my blood before means that the trial failed. Then, the tribe's army will probably arrive soon."

At the moment when Zhao Youlan was silently thinking, spider legs appeared in the sky. It was already heading straight for Meng Hao, outside Meng Hao's body. The eyeless silk quickly circled and intertwined to form an airtight pupa. In the blink of an eye, it came into contact with the spider's legs.

From a distance, it looked like a black scythe struck directly at Meng Hao's body three feet away, and was blocked by the eyeless silk. In an instant, there was a loud noise, a roar echoed in the sky, and a strong impact rumbled across the surroundings in an instant. During the continuous rolling, a whirlwind was set off, causing all the monks in all directions. Everything was like a strong wind blowing against my face, and my body moved back involuntarily.

Meng Hao's whole body was shaken, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The black sickle pressed down from three feet away and headed straight for Meng Hao. But the speed was getting slower and slower. Even so, the destructive power and pressure coming from it suddenly descended on Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's body shook again, and the sickle reached two feet!

One and a half feet, one foot, half a foot, three feet, two feet...

As the scythe approaches. Meng Hao raised his head, his eyes showing a cold light. Standing there, looking coldly at the approaching sickle,

Although the body is shaking, these pressures are really incomparable compared with the heavenly calamity...

"Too weak!" When Meng Hao said calmly, the scythe was only three inches away from his heavenly spirit!

But the distance between these three inches is like the sky and the earth, which cannot cross the boundary. Between the three inches outside Meng Hao's body, the entanglement of eyeless silk has reached an astonishing degree. This silk cannot be destroyed by heaven and earth!

No matter how hard the scythe tried to cut down, it was unable to do so. Soon it began to tremble, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to have expended all its descending power, and disappeared into ashes three inches away from Meng Hao.

A roar came from the end of the sky, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the clouds rolled, a huge spider transformed in the sky, waving its claws like a sickle, seeming to tear apart the void. At this moment, the five totem saints The ancestors roared and growled at each other, clinging tightly to prevent the holy spider from coming.

At this moment, when the black sickle disappeared, the five tribesmen in the light curtain roared one by one. The seven Nascent Soul cultivators, and almost all the remaining five tribesmen, among the Wubing Tribe Lord, that After the death of more than a dozen Nascent Soul clan members, they turned into revenge brands, and were able to survive by chance, under the leadership of the vicissitudes of life old man, rushed out of the light curtain.

"Revenge!" The leader of the Wubing tribe looked up to the sky and roared with red eyes.

"revenge!!"

"Revenge!!!" All the five tribesmen who rushed out of the light curtain let out almost shrill screams one after another. Their world has been covered by hatred, and even if they die, they will pull the poisonous spider lineage. The madness that perished together rushed towards the more than three thousand monks of the poisonous spider lineage outside the light curtain.

In just a few breaths, the monks from both sides immediately engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Three dragons from the poisonous spider lineage were beheaded, which was a blow to everyone's morale.

Meng Hao's toughness left a deep impression on them. Then, Meng Hao single-handedly fought among thousands of troops, spanning three thousand cultivators, and only pursued the Saint. The nine Nascent Soul elders took action, but they were unable to stop Meng Hao. Hao Shishi, even the high priest was trapped and was not allowed to go out. Everyone could only watch helplessly as the holy girl, who they thought was aloof and sacred, showed despair, had her arm cut off, and fled in a hurry.

This was a strong blow to all the cultivators of the poisonous spider lineage, and it made the image of Meng Hao in their minds no longer simply profound, but became almost indelible!

If that was all, then, a blow from their holy spider, a terrifying means that could kill all existence, came. They thought that Meng Hao would definitely die, but what they saw with their own eyes was... Even the Holy Spider couldn't kill Meng Hao.

As a result, Meng Hao's figure has become a nightmare in their eyes, an invincible and indelible nightmare!

At this moment, morale and confidence are at their lowest, but the five tribes of the Crow Gods are completely opposite. Their murderous intentions are overwhelming, and their hatred is astonishing. They have watched their tribesmen being killed before. Among those tribesmen, there are Their children have their parents and their relatives, so their eyes are red, they are almost shedding tears, their eyes are red, they are showing the madness of life, coming for... revenge!

The two sides came into contact instantly. There was no command, no conspiracy, just a mutual fight. The roar echoed. A member of the Wushen Five Tribes was seriously injured after killing a local person, but while laughing maniacally, he chose He self-destructed, and at the moment when his body roared and collapsed, he smiled ferociously, because at the moment before death, he saw his own self-destruction, killing at least three of the opponent's people.

The roars continued, and almost all the five tribesmen, standing until the last moment, used self-destruction to tell the poisonous spider lineage and everyone about the determination of the five tribes of the Crow God to take revenge!

A man from the Five Tribes lost his legs, arms, and even the destruction of his Dantian, which made him ineligible to self-destruct. But he still had teeth. Even if he died, even if his body soon fell apart, his teeth were still dead. Biting an enemy's throat with all his might, risking death together.

In a short period of time, after one contact with each other, more than hundreds of people died in the poisonous spider lineage. The tragic scene, the roaring madness, and the people from the five tribes of Wu Shen, who were not afraid of life and death for revenge, completely It shocked the monks of the poisonous spider lineage.

It made them tremble with fear, made them feel short of breath, and made them feel timid at this moment when facing the crazy five parts!

They began to retreat, and the nine elders in the distance also opened their eyes wide at this moment. This scene was also very touching for them, but before they could think too much, seven Nascent Soul monks from the Five Divisions, Already heading straight for them.

As for the high priest, the clan leader of the Wu Bing Tribe has already turned red, roaring and approaching. This... is the real battle between the two sides. Different from the previous one-sided deaths, this... is a life and death battle between the two tribes. Fight.

Meng Hao looked at everything around him. He saw the rise of the Five Crow Gods and their determination for revenge. It was at this time that a whining sound came. That was not the sound of a horn. It was from the current Five Crow Gods. There were less than a thousand tribesmen inside the light curtain, and the sounds they made came out.

Most of these nearly a thousand people are children, and the rest are old elders. Most of them have no cultivation level and are just ordinary tribesmen, but they... In the eyes of those who sacrificed their lives in the Five Divisions of Crow God, Going is the hope, the hope of the tribe.

At this moment, these nearly a thousand people were crying. While they were crying, they started singing and dancing. This song and dance is a Tibetan song within the tribe. Whenever a tribe member dies, the entire tribe works together to send the soul of the tribe to heaven. Song.

"Maybe you are still here, maybe you are looking at your family, maybe you will come back..."

"We hope that the sky will not block your path and let the earth guide your direction. The golden light of the Crow God in life will allow the blood of the people to leave your glory in the world..."

"We also still hope that we will not allow time to bury you, we will not allow demonic spirits to take you away, we will not allow evil spirits to disturb you, and we will not allow any life to disturb your sleep..."

"You are the warriors of the Crow God. You are the pride of the Crow God. You will enjoy eternity in the kingdom of the Crow God... We... are waiting for your return!" The voices of thousands of people, with the tenderness of children, With the cry, it turned into a mournful song that echoed across the earth. As Meng Hao listened, he vaguely seemed to see countless souls appearing in the world, as if they were gazing at their homeland and tribe.

In the funeral song, all the five tribesmen who were fighting shed tears. They laughed maniacally and killed crazily. In the laughter and tears, their enemies, the monks of the poisonous spider lineage, looked fearful. They had killed many tribes, but no tribe had ever burst out with such determination and madness like the five tribes of the Crow Gods in front of them.

They are afraid.

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