Volume 6: The Famous Immortal Road of the Nine Mountains Chapter 959: 1 Lamp!

This scene made Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe tremble in their hearts, and they quickly followed, especially when they looked at the soldiers beside Meng Hao. Fang Daohong was feeling better, but Fang Linhe was still shocked.

The seventh ancestor in the sky looked at Meng Hao seriously, his expression becoming more serious. In his opinion, Meng Hao's performance here was something he had never seen before. If such a person did not die young, he would definitely be shocked in the future. The ninth mountain and sea.

"He will be the pillar of our Fang family in the future!"

At this moment, Fan Dong'er was still in the midst of the Immortal Tribulation, blasting her True Immortal Sect, and in the Fang family's ancestral home, Fang Xiushan, with a pale face, was staring blankly at the scene in the Mingjian Pavilion in the crystal in front of him. .

There was a click and the jade slips of two elders from the ancient realm were all broken into pieces, leaving less than half a stick of incense...

But the jade slip that he always expected to break into pieces has never changed at all and still exists.

"It's impossible...the two who died before can be regarded as dangerous accidents in the ancestral land, but...but a month later, Fang Hao is still alive, and two more ancient elders died!"

"What on earth happened in the ancestral land? How could it be like this? How could it be like this!!" Fang Xiushan's eyes were red, his hair was disheveled, and his body was trembling. The place he was in was no longer his attic, but in a secret room. indoor.

This place is close to the retreat place of his son Fang Wei. He dare not go out at the moment. Once he goes out, he has no way to explain this ☆长☆风☆文☆, x. thing, so he can only hide here.

"As long as Wei'er succeeds in becoming a True Immortal, and the Great Elder will follow the rules and put the family first, he will definitely not make things difficult for me, and my father will deal with it. This matter will be over..."

"Fang Hao. You must die. Either die in the ancestral land or die in the hands of my Wei'er!" Fang Xiushan's expression was twisted and he gritted his teeth. It seemed that only in this way could he vent his inner shock and doubts. He still couldn't figure it out. He invited nine ancient realm elders to kill one Fang Hao. But a month has passed, Fang Hao is still alive, but four elders have died.

What happened here was his biggest doubt.

At the same time, inside the Fang family's ancestral residence, the great elder was furious. Outside the Mingjian Pavilion, his expression was extremely ugly. Where did these elders die? Of course he knew it.

At this moment, his eyes flashed coldly, summoning Fang Xiushan to come. The answer he got was that Fang Xiushan was in seclusion next to Fang Wei's secret room, which made the elder hesitate.

Right now, for him, Fang Wei's becoming an immortal is the most important thing in the family, and everything must be done to make way for this.

"Fang Wei, Fang Hao... It depends on you two... who is the real genius." The elder was silent for a moment, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

In the ancestral land, Meng Hao walked forward. All the cracks he passed were closed until he reached the end of the ancient burial ground. After stepping out of this area of ​​100,000 cracks, the fog around him was already very thick. .

This mist does not only exist here, but spreads throughout the entire ancestral land. This kind of thing has never happened before, and even the seventh ancestor would be shocked.

Meng Hao stood outside the Ancient Burial Ground and looked ahead. Although the fog around him was thick, it was insignificant compared with the fog in front of him. In front of him, the fog covered the sky and he couldn't see the end or the sky. No earth can be seen.

All areas are boundless mist.

Next to it, there is a huge stone tablet with three powerful characters written on it...

It's foggy!

Under these three large characters, there are more than ten rows of small characters, writing one name after another.

After those names, there is a number.

The one ranked first is called Fang Shoudao. After this name, the number is thirty-nine.

As for the second one, it is Dialect Market, and the number behind it is thirteen.

There are nineteen names in total, and the last few are all numbered one.

These names exuded a sense of ancient vicissitudes, as if they had been carved here for many years. When Meng Hao saw the name in ninth place, he was stunned for a moment.

That is, Fang Danyun!

Alchemy lineage, today’s Elder Alchemy!

"It's foggy, there is no road..." Fang Daohong introduced in a low voice behind Meng Hao.

"This is also the last level of the ancestral land... The underworld palace of the ancestors is in this foggy sky, but no one knows where it is specifically."

"This place... has been the end of the clan since its creation. It is said that no one can enter the Hades Palace in the Mist Sky because there is no road here.

Even in the foggy sky, only nineteen family seniors have taken so many steps throughout the ages. "Fang Daohong looked at the fog in front of him and spoke softly.

"No one can step into the palace of the underworld in the fog?" Meng Hao's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the names and numbers on the stone tablet. His consciousness suddenly dispersed, and he went straight towards the fog. As soon as he touched the fog in front of him, , and was immediately bounced back. It seemed like mist, but in fact it was like an iron wall, and no one was allowed to step into it.

"Young Master, it's better not to try. This place... is inaccessible to people with near-immortal cultivation, even if they are guarding the Taoist statues."

"In the foggy sky, if you want to step in, you need to meet two conditions. One is that your cultivation level is above the ancient realm and you can use the soul lamp as a guide before you can step in. The other is that you need a body of flesh and blood." Fang Daohong said quickly. .

Meng Hao pondered for a moment, and when his divine thoughts came out, the terracotta warriors beside him immediately took a step and approached the fog in front of them. However, as soon as they touched it, they were immediately pushed back by a strong force. No matter how the terracotta warriors moved forward, they could not take a single step. Even when they were forced, the fog in the fog suddenly rolled, and an astonishing and terrifying pressure was faintly released.

Meng Hao was shocked and immediately asked the terracotta warriors to retreat.

"Young Master, you... your cultivation is not yet at the ancient realm. Without a soul lamp, you can't enter." Fang Daohong glanced at Meng Hao and walked towards the fog.

When he approached the fog, he took a deep breath, and immediately nine soul lamps appeared outside his body. When they circled, the nine soul lamps slowly overlapped and turned into one, and then touched the fog.

At the moment of contact, the fog immediately sank inward by half an inch.

"Young Master, you see, this is my limit, only half an inch. The stronger the soul lamp, the larger the fog can be opened. The farther the road is." Fang Daohong sighed. Walk back to Meng Hao.

Meng Hao frowned. He had come here. If he retreated like this, he would be very unwilling. The Hades Palace of a generation of ancestors was inside, and the strongest Taoist method, One Thought Star Art, was also inside.

It was as if he had seen a treasure mountain, but he could not take it away. This was very uncomfortable for him.

Meng Hao did not believe in evil, and stepped out. When he was in front of the fog, he raised his right hand and pressed the fog in front of him. With this press, a strong force rebounded, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking it, so that Meng Hao's hand could not press in at all.

Meng Hao tried several more times. Finally, he had to sigh and was about to retract his right hand. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide. At this moment, he felt that the immortal vein in his body was more active than ever before. With the activity, it seemed that there was something in this foggy sky that strongly attracted this immortal vein.

Meng Hao had this feeling before. It was a similar feeling when the immortal vein in his body swallowed the breath of the stone tablet during the trial of the three major Taoist gates.

Meng Hao's breathing became rapid, his eyes sparkling. He had a strong premonition that if he could step into the Mist Heaven, perhaps... his True Immortal could break through in this ancestral land!

Meng Hao immediately changed direction and kept trying, until an hour later, he had to admit that here... he couldn't get in.

"Young Master, don't try. There is less than a month before the ancestral land is opened. Other opportunities in the ancestral land can be obtained with the guardian statues, but here... Young Master has not condensed the soul lamp, so forget it." Fang Daohong persuaded with a wry smile.

Meng Hao was silent.

At this moment, the seventh ancestor was also paying attention in the sky. He watched Meng Hao try again and again, sighed softly, and showed disappointment in his eyes.

"My expectations were too high. The Mist Heaven needs the ancient soul lamp, not the guardian statue. The stronger the soul lamp, the farther the road in the Mist Heaven opens, but even the eldest brother, who is the ancestor of the earth, has only opened thirty-nine steps." The seventh ancestor shook his head and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, Meng Hao raised his head abruptly, and he looked at the sky in the mist, his eyes gradually revealing a strange light.

"I need a soul lamp... Let the soul lamp be my guide... I also have a lamp!" Meng Hao breathed rapidly, and looked at the soul lamp surrounding Fang Daohong's body. He gradually had an incredible idea in his mind.

This idea seemed too strange to him, and even before this, he had not associated it with the soul lamp of the ancient cultivator.

Because he felt that this seemed impossible.

But at this moment, Meng Hao couldn't help but want to try it. When the light in his eyes shone, he slapped his storage bag, and immediately a bronze lamp flew out of his storage bag!

This bronze lamp was what he took away from the ruins of the ancient temple in the ancient fairyland on the Southern Star. It was also the treasure of creation that allowed him to obtain a fairy vein. There was fire on it, which was the origin of the divine fire.

Holding the bronze lamp, Meng Hao took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the mist. Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe, who were standing by, were stunned when they saw the bronze lamp in Meng Hao's hand. If their lives were not in Meng Hao's hands, they would have laughed and thought Meng Hao was crazy.

But their expressions were stunned in the next moment, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

As Meng Hao approached the mist, the mist actually roared, the sky and the earth changed color, the earth was shaking, the mist was collapsing, and the whole misty sky, at this moment, rolled unprecedentedly. In this rolling, the fog in the entire ancestral land was also crazy, spreading from all directions on a large scale, and constantly rolling, turning the entire ancestral land into a misty sky!

These mists seemed to be trembling and in awe!

It seemed that the bronze lamp in Meng Hao's hand made the entire ancestral land in awe and made all the fog kneel down!

In front of Meng Hao, the fog rumbled and was torn apart by the approach of the bronze lamp. It was extremely overbearing. No matter who it belonged to or whose habitat it was, at this moment, everyone had to surrender in front of this bronze lamp!

Amid the roar, the fog was torn apart and spread out to both sides... with a roar!

A straight road was revealed! !

At the end of the road, a dark hall suddenly appeared! !

This scene made Fang Daohong and Fang Linhe's brains roar, their hearts were directly horrified, and their bodies trembled. They could not describe the shock of this scene to them. Even if they knew that the guardian statue was controlled by Meng Hao, it was far less than the earth-shaking changes in their hearts and minds at the moment!

“Impossible!!” The Seventh Ancestor, who was about to leave, trembled all over, his head was buzzing, and he almost fell from the sky. His cultivation was unstable, and he spoke in a lost voice.

The character picture of Meng Hao’s father, Fang Xiufeng, has been made. Both “Er Gen” and “Er Gen Official” can be seen.

I just got it today. After seeing it, I think this is really mighty and domineering. Behind him is Nan Tianxing, but I just think... his expression is a little cold~~

As for how to add my public prestige to see the character picture, you know, I won’t repeat it. (To be continued...)

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