Volume 7: Ancient Immortals Build Bridges Out of 9 Mountains Chapter 1052: Body Cultivation and Teaching!

Fan Donger staggered and turned pale instantly.

"He cheated, he must have cheated!" Fan Dong'er's eyes were red, but this time, she really wronged Meng Hao. Meng Hao had the intention to cheat and was prepared to cheat, but he really didn't cheat.

He is constantly growing during the battle, which makes his current physical body stronger than before!

Meng Hao stood in the world of the Golden Gate Stone Tablet, looking at the figures disappearing in front of him. Suddenly his eyes suddenly shrank and he looked forward.

The void in front of him was distorted at the moment. After a long time, an old man in white robe slowly appeared.

This old man didn't wear a mask. He was just a person. Standing there, it seemed as if the whole world was centered on him, but he didn't have any energy or blood coming out, just like a mortal.

However, the feeling it gave Meng Hao was unfathomable, and even gave him an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart. This feeling made Meng Hao's heart shake.

The old man looked at Meng Hao, and a voice came out of his mouth.

"I, this is the last stage of the trial here. Those who can withstand my punch. Before you, in the long years, there were four people in the Tao realm. Two of them could withstand the second punch. Only one person, Can withstand my third punch!”

"And if you can defeat me, the reward of the Golden Gate Stone Tablet will be increased tenfold! However... so far, no one below the Dao realm has done it." The old man spoke calmly, and as soon as he spoke, light immediately flowed around his body, and a golden and iron sword appeared. Intention, more crystal light shines faintly.

Meng Hao's eyes shrank. He couldn't see the old man's depth, but he could feel the strong crisis in his heart. It seemed that the person standing in front of him was not a monk, but an ancient ferocious beast!

Meng Hao's right hand subconsciously touched the storage bag.

"Don't try to win by other means. As a physical practitioner, the most important thing is to fight. The more you fight, the stronger you will be. Concentrate your invincible heart. If you are a trickster and your mind is not fully condensed, it may seem fine at first, but in the end, your path will be different. It is getting narrower and narrower invisibly, and it is impossible to reach the peak of physical cultivation." The old man gave Meng Hao a deep look.

Meng Hao's body trembled. After a moment of silence, as if he had an epiphany, he slowly lowered his hand on the storage bag. When he looked at the old man, he took a deep breath, cupped his fists and bowed. When he raised his head, Meng Hao's eyes showed fighting intent. , the aura on his body actually became stronger in this short period of time.

It was even more refined, as if there was a will awakened in him.

The old man nodded, with appreciation in his eyes.

"The first punch, the life-destroying fist!" the old man said calmly, raising his right hand, not making a fist like ordinary people, but when making a fist, his thumb was between the middle finger and the ring finger, like a bulge, turned into a fist an indestructible point!

When a punch fell, it was clear that there was no magic, but there was a burst of wind blowing out. The wind was cold and cold, as if it was extinguishing all life. As soon as it was blown out, the world around it turned gray. It seemed that all life was in this place. Under the punch, they all perished.

But Meng Hao also felt extremely profound. His fire of life was about to be extinguished under this punch. This shocked Meng Hao's heart. He had a strong feeling that if the old man's punch had hit a On this star, I am afraid that everything on this star will die instantly!

Destroy life!

This is the Life-Destroying Fist!

Meng Hao's whole body felt like he was in an ice cave, but his fighting spirit suddenly exploded. He raised his right hand and punched out with the same punch. This punch contained Meng Hao's cultivation, his will, and even his... The power of the physical body circulated the blood in the whole body, and punched the Supreme of the Fairyland.

Boom boom boom!

The two of them were separated by mid-air, and their fists landed directly on each other. The moment they touched each other, Meng Hao's whole body trembled violently, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His body continued to retreat, retreating a hundred feet in a row, and spurting out again. The blood, this mouthful of blood, was actually black.

As soon as the blood spurted out, it turned into ice.

As for Meng Hao's body, at the moment of pause, frost was visible all over his body, and with a crackling sound, his body was actually covered with a layer of ice.

After a while, Meng Hao's body shook, and the ice shattered. When he walked out, his face was pale, and the look he looked at the old man was filled with shock. The destructive power contained in that punch made Meng Hao's heart tremble.

He could feel that the opponent's punch was not at all full force.

"Destroy life..." Meng Hao murmured.

"The Life-Destroying Fist, which destroys all life and all existence, is the way to death. This punch must be struck with the will to die. In the realm of physical cultivation, it is born to kill gods!" The old man said lightly.

As if lightning flashed across Meng Hao's mind, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and meditated, comprehending the true meaning of this punch. Seeing Meng Hao's understanding, the old man looked surprised, but he glanced at Meng Hao a few more times, and slowly his expression showed guilt. Show appreciation.

At this moment, on the stone tablet in the outside world, after Meng Hao received a punch, his ranking changed again, this time, he was ranked fourth!

Although it only moved up one place, it was still in the top ten, and this was in the top five. For the outside disciples of the Nine Seas God Realm, this was still a shock.

Fan Donger's face turned pale. She knew that she had lost, but she was not willing to accept it. She always believed that it was Meng Hao who cheated by some unknown means and got such a ranking.

Time passed. This time, Meng Hao took the longest. After a full two hours, he slowly opened his eyes. When he looked at the old man, he cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Understood?" the old man asked.

"It's a little hazy, I still don't quite understand." Meng Hao answered truthfully.

The old man laughed.

"No problem, come and receive my second punch, the Sacrifice Fist, also called the Demonic Fist!" As soon as the old man spoke, he took a step forward and dropped his body. When he raised his right hand, he clenched it into a fist. The thumb was as usual, not as powerful as the Life-Destroying Fist. What a change, but everything is normal and a punch is thrown.

But unexpectedly, this punch hit the old man, erupting with an aura that changed the color of the world and the earth, caused the wind and clouds to roll back, and made the sun and moon tremble. The mere aura caused blood to flow from the corner of Meng Hao's mouth and his body continued to retreat. , even unable to fight back.

This momentum is the will of the old man. In that will, there seems to be a madness and persistence that will sacrifice everything for this punch. This persistence is so great that it has become a thought and a demon. It is not so much about sacrificing one's life. It's possessed!

With one punch, nothingness shatters. With one punch, the world collapses. With one punch... no blood stains, no punching back!

Meng Hao spurted out blood again and staggered back. He didn't dare to fight back. It seemed that at this moment, he had a strong premonition that once touched, he... would be destroyed physically and mentally.

There was a fatal force in the old man's fist.

But the moment he retreated, the old man's voice roared out.

"Use the Life-Destroying Fist you comprehend, otherwise...you will die!"

Meng Hao raised his head sharply, his eyes showing bloodshot eyes. He took a deep breath, raised his right hand, put his thumb between the middle finger and the ring finger, and used the insight he just gained to blast out the Life-Destroying Fist.

With one punch, Meng Hao's vitality dimmed under the old man's possessed fist, and the intention of death almost took over his whole body. In this state, the will of death rose up all over his body. With the punch, Meng Hao felt like there was something in his mind. The thing shattered, as if he was enlightened, Meng Hao's body shook violently, and he instantly understood... the true meaning of the Life-Destroying Fist!

Even clearer than before.

"I understand!" Meng Hao suddenly raised his head, and after a slight pause, he punched out his right fist with an even crazier momentum than before.

Wind appeared around him. This wind was a fist wind, but it was contaminated by Meng Hao's fist intention and turned into a life-destroying wind, making the surrounding area cold and forming a life-destroying force. When it collided with the old man's demonic fist, it became a life-destroying wind. Come together.

Boom boom boom!

Meng Hao spurted out blood, and his body was thrown violently, like a kite with a broken string. When he spit out blood in large mouthfuls, his hoarse laughter came out with excitement.

"Life-Destroying Fist, Life-Destroying Fist!"

The old man smiled, and slowly put away his right hand. When he looked at Meng Hao, Meng Hao's body fell down and blood spurted out again, but his eyes showed persistence, and he bowed deeply to the old man again.

"Thank you so much for spreading the Dharma!"

"You are not a physical practitioner. You have not been baptized by the divine blood. You cannot withstand the third punch. Go ahead and come to me again when you think you are stronger. Remember, we monks do not cultivate the body. We only cultivate the body. The purpose... is to kill God!"

"If you have the opportunity to kill a god in the future, you can baptize it with the blood of the god and build your own combat body!" The old man waved his hand, and immediately the world where Meng Hao lived collapsed and turned into countless fragments. Meng Hao was swept away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Ninth Golden Gate Stone Monument shone with unprecedented light, and even roared loudly, echoing throughout the Nine Seas God Realm. It was noticed by all the disciples of the Nine Seas God Realm, and even attracted the attention of the ancestors of the Tao Realm. When they looked at it, On the Golden Gate Stone Tablet, Meng Hao's name suddenly moved up two places from fourth to...second!

Obviously, the old man judged that Meng Hao was more qualified to get this ranking than the strong man who was ranked second and withstood his second punch!

The God Realm was roaring, and all the monks around were shocked, and bursts of uproar spread in all directions.

"Second, Meng Hao actually ranked second!!"

"The eternal ranking of the four warrior immortals was actually three people pushed down by him!"

"As worthy of being a genius, worthy of being a young member of the Fang family, and worthy of being the core disciple jointly accepted by the three great sects!" Fan Dong'er's face turned paler when everyone was shocked.

The Golden Gate Stone Tablet was filled with endless golden light. In this light, Meng Hao's figure slowly appeared. His appearance made everyone around him roar again.

When Meng Hao walked out, he didn't look at anyone, and naturally he didn't look at Fan Dong'er. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the first one in the ranking of stone tablets.

"Zong Wuya!" Meng Hao murmured, with a strong light in his eyes. He wanted to know who could withstand the old man's third punch.

Even though this person was an ancient person, even though he might not be in the Nine Seas God Realm, Meng Hao still wanted to know this person's name.

Those who have not experienced the old man's boxing skills will never be able to feel the terror of the life-destroying fist and the devil-entering fist, as well as the shock of the cultivation of a strong physical body.

At this moment, Meng Hao remembered this name deeply.

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