Volume 7: The Ancient Immortals Build Bridges Out of 9 Mountains Chapter 1095: Yan Meng!

He was not going to the battlefield. This incarnation did not have much combat power and would not exist for long. He was going to the caves where several other people from the Ninth Sea and Mountain were.

Similar arrangements were also being made in other countries at this moment, especially on the First Mountain. At this moment, there were four long rainbows heading straight for the central battlefield.

Obviously, these sequences had understood that the battle of mortals was equally important!

Once they failed, once the national fortune dissipated, the defense would be reduced, and at that time... it would be extremely dangerous!

In the Ninth Country, between a mountain range, there was a valley like a paradise. There were many cultivators inside and outside the valley. At this moment, they were looking at a middle-aged cultivator in front of them in fear.

This cultivator was one of the demon cultivators from the Ninth Sea. He was lying on a soft couch, surrounded by many female cultivators dancing gracefully, and the sound of musical instruments lingered, with birds singing and flowers blooming, making this place like a gentle land.

This demon cultivator sighed and looked at everything around him. Until now, he still couldn't fully adapt. In the past month, he saw that everyone was afraid of him and fanatical about him.

The feeling that just one word can make someone commit suicide in front of him, the enjoyment of a beautiful female cultivator charmingly walking in front of him with a glance, the feeling that all life will tremble in anger, as if he is the will of heaven, made him obsessed.

In the Mountain and Sea Realm, in the Ninth Sea, he had no such experience at all, and he couldn't even imagine such a thing, because there were too many people stronger than him.

Even in some remote places. He can obtain similar supremacy for a short time, but that is self-deception, and strong people may come at any time. Everything will be beaten to its original form.

But this Rufeng Realm is different, in terms of mentality, it is completely different.

Although the pressure from the heaven and earth was strong at that moment, and as a disciple of the Nine Seas God Realm, he also vaguely understood his mission before he came, but he still couldn't help but be obsessed with the enjoyment of this Rufeng Realm.

Thinking of this. He raised the chin of a beautiful woman beside him with his right hand and looked at the moving face. Looking at the fanaticism in the other's eyes, the middle-aged demon cultivator laughed and was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed. He looked up suddenly and saw a long rainbow coming in the air. When it appeared, it turned into the figure of Meng Hao.

"Meng Hao!" The middle-aged demon cultivator's eyes narrowed and he stood up immediately, extremely alert. He also saw that it was an incarnation that came, but even if it was an incarnation, it was Meng Hao.

"Go to the Central Temple battlefield." Meng Hao didn't say much. Just one sentence.

The middle-aged demon cultivator's face changed, ugly and angry.

"You are not qualified to order me!"

"But I have the strength to kill you!" Meng Hao spoke coldly, and his words were cold and endless. Even if his incarnation was weak and could not do anything to the demon cultivator, as long as he said it, it had a murderous aura that people could not doubt.

"Go, this is your mission to come here. I don't care how you enjoy it here, how obsessed you are. But if you forget your mission, then there is no need for you to exist." After Meng Hao finished speaking, he turned around and turned into a long rainbow and went away.

The middle-aged demon cultivator was silent for a moment, then roared to the sky. Although he was angry, he had to go. His body suddenly flew up, and with a wave of his hand, he was surrounded by clouds and mist, and headed straight for the central battlefield.

Meng Hao was not worried that the demon cultivator would not go. This demon cultivator was not the first one he found, but the second one. His appearance made the previous demon cultivators angry and fearful at the same time, so they had to go. This middle-aged man was the second one. Like everyone else, they were in their own world, like emperors, holding all the power. It had only been a month, and they were already obsessed. This made Meng Hao feel terrible. He felt that as a cultivator, even a demon cultivator, he would definitely not be affected in a month.

Even though many things here would be impacted and subverted, this time was still too short.

It seemed that in this world like the wind, there was a strange power that invisibly magnified everyone's * countless times,

making it stronger and more obvious.

"Am I also affected?" Meng Hao asked himself, without an answer. In a flash, he rushed to the place where the next demon cultivator was.

It was a city. It was not big. There was a blacksmith shop in the city. A big man, shirtless, was forging iron. The clanging sound echoed. The big man occasionally took out the iron to look at it, and waved the hammer and kept hitting it.

The weather was very hot, and there were not many people on the street, but when Meng Hao appeared, the big man suddenly paused, raised his head and looked at Meng Hao, and smiled bitterly.

This man was the extremely cunning and treacherous physical cultivator from the demon cultivator lineage who had fought with Meng Hao.

"You don't have to come in person. I know my mission. This knife has to be forged. I'll go now." The physical cultivator raised his right hand, grabbed the red iron he was hammering, and went deep into the cold water. A crackling sound suddenly came out. Soon, when he raised his hand, a big knife full of potholes, but full of murderous aura, appeared in his hand.

"You are not the same as the others." Meng Hao said calmly, looking at the blacksmith shop. It was very ordinary, without any luxury. Meng Hao could even see that the people in the city had no idea that the man in front of them was an immortal.

"My desire is different, my desire is stronger, so it is not easy to satisfy." The physical training man thought for a while, threw the big knife out of the storage bag, grinned at Meng Hao, and walked forward.

At this moment, his style of behavior was a little different from what Meng Hao remembered, which made Meng Hao look at him a few more times.

"I hope you will always be like this." Meng Hao suddenly said.

"I hope so too." The big man laughed and flew up suddenly, heading for the distance. But soon, Meng Hao's eyes flashed and his body disappeared. When he reappeared, he was behind the big man.

The big man seemed to be flying far away, but in fact, he was actually retreating, as if he was trying to escape. At this moment, he was blocked by Meng Hao, and he laughed.

"I took the wrong road, really took the wrong road." The big man said, changed direction, and then headed straight for the central area.

Meng Hao watched the figure of the big man in the distance gradually disappear. He thought about it, looked at the blacksmith shop again, and then left. He never forced anyone to go to the battlefield again, but walked through the caves of several other people in this ninth country.

His incarnation was also slowly dissipating. Perhaps it was because of this that the traces were weak and not easy to be detected.

He saw Beiyu. The place where Beiyu was had become a sea of ​​flowers. There were countless cultivators and mortals there, all of whom became flower farmers, and Beiyu was among the sea of ​​flowers, as if practicing. It looked fine, but in fact, Meng Hao still saw the signs that the * on her body was slowly being magnified.

He also saw Fan Dong'er. Fan Dong'er was very special. There was no one in her world, and Fan Dong'er herself chose to retreat and had no contact with the outside world.

Meng Hao looked outside Fan Dong'er's cave for a long time. Thinking about it, he left.

Finally, when his incarnation was about to dissipate. He saw that except for himself and Fan Dong'er, there was only one non-demon cultivator from the Nine Seas Divine Realm among the crowd. This was a young man who looked gentle and elegant, but in his world. It became a purgatory country.

The mortals there were trembling. The cultivators there were all afraid and were mining, and the mine produced fairy jade!

The moment he saw those fairy jades, Meng Hao's heart suddenly shook, and his breathing was rapid. It seemed that a force emerged from his mind, which made Meng Hao at this moment have an impulse to kill the young man and take all the fairy jades here for himself.

This impulse came very suddenly, but it was so strong that Meng Hao's eyes turned red. His cultivation exploded. When he raised his right hand, the pressure was immediately transmitted, which immediately shocked all the lives on this earth. There was also a roar from the ground, and the figure of the young cultivator suddenly flew over.

"Meng Hao, what are you doing!"

But almost as soon as the young man's voice came out, Meng Hao's incarnation collapsed on its own and turned into ashes. This was not intentional by Meng Hao, but this incarnation could not last long. It was agitated by Meng Hao's cultivation and consumed all its vitality, so it dissipated.

The young man was stunned, his face was gloomy, he looked in the direction of Baifeng Mountain, snorted coldly, and then returned to the ground.

On Baifeng Mountain, Meng Hao's body was sitting cross-legged next to the statue. At this moment, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale instantly, and he suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a touch of shock.

He immediately made hand seals to maintain his perception. Otherwise, if it was interrupted, he would be attacked by the source of perception. Not only would his body and soul be destroyed, but his own cultivation would also collapse.

This kind of perception cannot be interrupted. It is the limit to distract yourself for a short time.

"I am actually being controlled!!" Meng Hao was shocked.

"When I saw a fairy jade, the impulse was so strong that it was unbelievable... The most terrifying thing is that at that moment, I didn't even realize that I had to struggle." Meng Hao took a deep breath. He suddenly felt mysterious about this Wind Realm. He even quickly realized that he might have been affected before, after entering the Wind Realm, and some changes occurred that he didn't even notice.

It seemed that his heart became colder and became a little different from before... Thinking of this, Meng Hao's body shook.

"* was magnified countless times... Fortunately, it was the incarnation, which collapsed on its own. If it was the original body..." Meng Hao could hardly imagine what the consequences would be.

In silence, he was immersed in his perception again, but his vigilance was extremely high.

The mortal battlefield in the central area was relieved by the joining of the three demon cultivators, but soon, the cultivators from other countries joined in, and the war became more chaotic. The national fortune of the Ninth Country, which had finally risen and fallen, was hit again, making the blood light of the high tower still the lowest.

It was at this time... On the Eighth Mountain, the skinny young man surrounded by white bone phantoms suddenly stood up from the mountain of his country. He was the first person to complete the perception of the 100 origins.

He did not continue to perceive, but looked at the Ninth Country with a strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"Meng Hao, the surname is Meng... This surname makes me hate it!" He shook his body and flew out from the top of the mountain, heading straight for the Ninth Country, with murderous intent.

"Well, I will be the first to kill you, take the mark, destroy the sequence, and achieve my name Han Qinglei!!"

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