Volume 7: Immortal Ancient Bridge Builds Out of 9 Mountains Chapter 1082: The 3rd Punch!

"The first Golden Gate Stele... the first..."

"I have heard that the limit is more than 8,700 feet. He... has reached the real bottom of the sea, a place that only the strong can see..." The murmurs came from everyone's mouths. Fan Dong'er lost consciousness, and Bei Yu was breathing rapidly, showing shock.

87,143 feet!

This is the exact distance from the bottom of the sea to the land of the Nine Seas God Realm. This is an extreme, and it is also a height that no one has ever reached on this first Golden Gate Stele from ancient times to the present.

If five soul lamps are extinguished, the ranking is not included in the ranking. This is the rule. Under this rule, no one can reach this point in the ancient realm of extinguishing less than five soul lamps.

In this position, even if it is only for a moment, it is the peak and the first, because even the demon cultivators born in the Ninth Sea cannot reach this level.

At this moment, outside the First Golden Gate Stele, everyone was buzzing, and waves of exclamations and shocks were constantly heard. On this day, the shock that Meng Hao brought to the people of the Nine Seas Divine Realm was like a storm that swept across the entire sect.

The demon cultivators were also shocked. When they looked at Meng Hao's name on the First Golden Gate Stele, they all felt a strong fear in their hearts.

Even if there was instinctive hatred, in the world of cultivation where the strong are respected, the attitude towards the strong is also deeply rooted in the hearts of these demon cultivators. They hated Meng Hao, but from then on, they did not dare to show it easily.

Meng Hao, with his powerful means, directly shocked everyone.

And at this moment, at the bottom of the Ninth Sea, the moment Meng Hao came here, even if his physical body was so strong that it was terrifying, he still felt the indescribable pressure here.

Under this pressure, he could not hold on for long, at most ten breaths of time. He swept his eyes, and the shock in his heart was still strong.

At the bottom of the Ninth Sea... he saw a corpse...

A huge corpse that almost occupied the entire bottom of the Ninth Sea!

This corpse revealed endless vicissitudes and antiquity, with a huge crack that seemed to split his body apart...

The place where Meng Hao was looking was the huge head of the corpse. Between the eyebrows of the head, Meng Hao saw... eight dim stars! !

"God..." Meng Hao murmured in his heart. He saw the appearance of Wang Tengfei after his transformation. His heart was in turmoil. In silence, under this pressure, he could no longer support it. After taking a last look at the huge corpse, he turned around and was about to leave. But at the moment he turned around, he suddenly saw in his peripheral vision that in a star point of the corpse's head, it seemed that... a person appeared!

A woman in a purple dress, a woman who had appeared in Meng Hao's memory, a... an old friend of his on the Southern Star! !

The woman stood there, raised her right hand, and gently stroked it, with a complicated look in her expression.

"Han Bei!!" Meng Hao's eyes widened.

It was pitch black all around, only the corpse was emitting bursts of light, but it was dim. Even though Meng Hao's body was strong and his eyes were as sharp as lightning, he could only barely see it clearly.

His body shook violently, and his eyes were straight. When he looked carefully, there was nothing on the star point, as if everything was an illusion.

Without waiting for Meng Hao to react, under the pressure of the seabed, he had to raise his body. Looking at the huge corpse getting farther and farther away, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly flashed.

"I should... not be wrong, and there will be no hallucinations!"

"No matter what caused the scene just now, that woman... she is Han Bei!" Meng Hao was thoughtful, and he thought of the scenes after he met Han Bei.

"The surname of the Nine Ancients..." Meng Hao's eyes condensed, and then he thought of Han Bei's disappearance on the Southern Star. It seemed that after the Demon Immortal Ancient Sect, Han Bei had completely disappeared.

It was at this time that

Meng Hao suddenly realized that this disappearance was not a simple disappearance of a person, but... disappeared from the memory of everyone except him.

Meng Hao had not thought about this carefully before. Now that he thought about it, it seemed that no one had ever mentioned Han Bei after the Demon Immortal Ancient Sect, whether they knew him or not, and even the traces had been erased.

Thinking of this, Meng Hao's heart sank. This was his feeling and also a guess, and the way to verify it was very simple. Chu Yuyan should know about Han Bei.

When she wakes up, she will know it after asking!

If she remembers, it's all Meng Hao's imagination, but if Chu Yuyan... doesn't remember Han Bei, or has no impression at all, then this matter... Meng Hao can't help but think about it.

"After Chu Yuyan wakes up, she will know." Meng Hao glanced at the seabed below again, his body shook, buried this matter in his heart, and went straight up, his speed getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared like a shuttle.

When he appeared, he walked out of the first Golden Gate Stele. Looking back at the ranking, Meng Hao smiled slightly and flew towards the second Golden Gate Stele in an instant.

Behind him, the eyes of all the disciples of the Nine Seas Divine Realm could not help but focus on Meng Hao and followed him.

Meng Hao stepped into the second golden gate stele with a bang. In just half an incense stick of time, his ranking directly became the first, causing the golden light of the golden gate stele to spread, like a golden light column, going endlessly upwards.

This is the second first!

The sound of uproar echoed. At this moment, how could the disciples of the Nine Seas Divine Realm not understand Meng Hao's ambition...

"He wants to be the first in everything!!"

"Nine gates, all ranked first?"

"Don't talk about the nine gates. Throughout history, the most common time is that six golden gates ranked first at the same time, but they only lasted a hundred years before being replaced..."

"This Meng Hao, could it be that he... is going to create another miracle!"

Amidst the roar, Meng Hao's figure flew out in an instant and headed straight for the third golden gate. After entering, the time was even shorter this time. It only took him thirty breaths to sweep the rankings and appear in the first place.

The third one, the first! !

Everyone was shocked and hummed. When the sound of inhaling came out, Meng Hao's figure appeared and continued to move forward, rushing towards...the fourth golden gate stele!

A moment later, the fourth golden gate stele was shining brightly, and the golden light was overwhelming. In that endless golden ocean, Meng Hao won...the fourth first place!

All four gates ranked first! !

The Nine Seas God Realm was boiling, and countless people were humming. On this day, the miracle created by Meng Hao became a profound picture that all the disciples of the Nine Seas God Realm would never forget.

The fifth gate, Meng Hao had no choice, he didn't want this one!

His body shook, and he went straight to the sixth golden gate. After entering, half an incense stick of time, he was the first again!

Everyone was excited, as if countless thunders exploded around them. It had been a long time since the Nine Seas Divine Realm was like today, making everyone's blood burn.

The seventh golden gate, the first!

The eighth golden gate, the first!

Meng Hao's figure appeared in the Nine Seas Divine Realm one after another, rushing from one golden gate to another. Wherever he passed, except for the fifth golden gate he gave up, all were the first!

Behind him, there was a humming sound, and the disciples of the Nine Seas Divine Realm were following him, and those demon cultivators were pale, looking at Meng Hao with strong fear and shock.

This kind of thing, in the Nine Seas Divine Realm, the one who achieved such an achievement, Meng Hao... was the first!

It was also destined that after this day, his name would leave an eternal myth in the Nine Seas Divine Realm!

Until his figure appeared in front of the Ninth Golden Gate Stele. He paused and stood there. After taking a deep breath, he looked solemn and then stepped into it.

As soon as he entered, an old voice slowly echoed in the world of the Ninth Golden Gate.

"Do you think you are qualified to understand the third punch of the physical cultivation?"

"Already qualified!" Meng Hao answered immediately.

"Good!" As the voice echoed, the figure of the old physical cultivator stepped out directly from the void. When he looked at Meng Hao, his eyes showed admiration, and his voice was like a loud voice.

"The first punch destroys life!"

"After destroying life, you need to understand self-sacrifice!"

"If you can sacrifice yourself, you can... kill the god!"

"The third punch, its name... kill the god!" The old man's voice was full of momentum, and as he moved forward, his momentum rose even more. At this moment, it seemed as if he was this world, and this world was him!

As he walked over, the old man threw a punch. This punch seemed ordinary, not as good as destroying the evil spirit, not as good as sacrificing one's life to be domineering, but this simple punch gave Meng Hao an unprecedented strong crisis.

It seemed that this punch drained the power of this world and condensed the power of a world to... kill the gods!

"What is a god!" The old man's voice echoed with majesty after a punch.

"The foreign races are just self-proclaimed, and our immortal world respects their power, so we recognize that they call themselves gods!"

"Only because of recognition, so... I feel more excited when I kill!"

"Remember, immortals, above all, gods... our treasures for strengthening our bodies! I have killed 92 gods in my life. Even if my body is destroyed, my mind will always be there, integrated into the stone tablet, and become a fighting spirit!" The old man's words came out, and the punch of killing the gods fell with a bang.

Meng Hao's whole body was shaken, and he found that he could not resist. This punch was the whole world condensed in it. Even if his current cultivation level has changed greatly compared to the past, he still couldn't resist this punch.

"Why should I... resist?" Seeing this punch coming, Meng Hao's heart suddenly shook. After this thought came to his mind, his eyes suddenly brightened and he stopped resisting. Instead, he raised his right hand and imitated the old man's intention, and punched out what he felt... a killing punch!

The old man laughed up to the sky. When his fist touched Meng Hao, a force of the world suddenly poured into Meng Hao's body, but it was not to hurt him, but to guide him and merge into Meng Hao's fist. With Meng Hao's punch, the whole world collapsed.

"Let's go, you have understood!" The old man's voice, with a smile, echoed in all directions. The world in front of Meng Hao dissipated, and when he appeared, he was outside the ninth golden gate stele.

And behind him, the ninth golden gate stele, Zong Wuya, who was the first, became... the second.

Meng Hao's name, emitting endless golden light, was... the first! R1152

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