Volume 7: The Ancient Immortals Build Bridges Out of the 9 Mountains Chapter 1100: Destiny!

The cause of this cause and effect was planted when Meng Hao first broke the limit of his predecessors and his name spread throughout the Rufeng Realm. Those who know his name can invisibly establish a cause and effect relationship with him.

This cause and effect is full of tyranny. Before it was created by Meng Hao, there was no such method in the sky.

As Meng Hao realized it that year, he created this method based on his own personality and needs. Only then did this method exist in the world, and it was forced to form a bond with its tyranny.

It cannot be dodged, avoided, or even resisted. As long as there is a cause, there must be a result!

Han Qinglei, who was fleeing, trembled violently. Faintly, he had the illusion that his fate was changed by someone. This feeling came very suddenly, and his heart suddenly trembled.

He didn't know why, at this moment, his mind was full of Meng Hao's figure and Meng Hao's name, and he couldn't even get rid of it. It seemed that Meng Hao's figure, at this moment, became a curse in his heart.

"What's going on? I owe him money?" Han Qinglei's face changed, and he was about to struggle, but he couldn't do it. He could only find out with horror that everything in his mind was all Meng Hao. Even this was not terrible. The real horror was that there seemed to be a voice echoing in Han Qinglei's heart.

"You owe me money!"

"You owe me money!"

"You owe me money!" This voice roared and rolled in his mind, shaking Han Qinglei's face even paler in an instant!

"What kind of magic is this, damn it!" Han Qinglei panicked, he had never seen this magic.

At this moment, as Meng Hao pointed with his right hand, the world seemed to hum and vibrate in Meng Hao's eyes, as if everything became slow. Dense causal lines appeared above everyone's head, especially on Han Qinglei's body. There were so many causal lines that were wrapped around each other that it was difficult to see clearly, but there was a causal line that was connected to Meng Hao here.

Although the connection is not very tight, it emits a strong light, a piece of cause and effect... The deeper the entanglement between the caster and the castee, the thicker the cause and effect line, and the more domineering the magic.

"First remember my name, then you are defeated by me. This festival is also cause and effect!" Meng Hao's expression was solemn and extremely solemn, as if what he was doing now was the most sacred thing in the world.

"Cause and effect are fate, heaven and earth are witnesses, it becomes a lifetime mark, turns into an IOU, and the cause and effect will disappear on the day of repayment!" Meng Hao's voice echoed, and when he raised his right hand, he seemed to be outlining something. At this moment, the sky and the earth lost their color, the wind and clouds rolled back, and the eight directions roared, as if the thunder was witnessing the cause and effect between the two.

Han Qinglei let out a shrill scream. Although he was entangled in the mist and was escaping, in his mind, the sound was like thunder. At the same time, as Meng Hao's magic was fully unfolded, Han Qinglei immediately found that it seemed that some invisible breath in his body was being drawn out and was about to leave his body.

This feeling made him feel incredible and more horrified. He had a strong premonition that once this technique was completely imprinted, Meng Hao would become the shadow of his life!

"No!" Han Qinglei yelled, but he could not struggle. He was scared. At this moment, he didn't even care about the shame. His body trembled and he wanted to leave here as soon as possible. He was afraid of Meng Hao. For the first time, he felt a strong regret in his heart. He regretted that he shouldn't have chosen Meng Hao from the Ninth Country.

The parrot was not far away, watching this scene obsessively. It was envious, very envious. Of all the Taoism on Meng Hao's body, only this piece of cause and effect made it feel amazing. Every time it saw it, it couldn't help but be obsessed.

Pidong was also envious. It longed to know this Taoism. In this way, when it met a bully in the future, a piece of cause and effect fell, and everything would be logical.

Fan Dong'er looked ugly. Although she was in the same camp with Meng Hao, she couldn't help but think of the past scenes when she saw this piece of cause and effect.

As for Bei Yu,

She had woken up before. She watched the battle between Meng Hao and Han Qinglei. Until this moment, she stared blankly at a piece of causal law. Looking at Meng Hao's sacred appearance, she couldn't imagine what kind of person was, who could come up with such a magic to make people owe him money.

And when he performed it, it was full of sacredness...

Meng Hao was indeed sacred. His voice was still echoing between heaven and earth at this moment.

"From now on, you owe me money, interest compounded, unchangeable, doubled in one year, a hundred times in ten years, ten thousand times in a hundred years, the causal line, into an IOU, condensed!" Meng Hao shouted solemnly, raised his right hand and grabbed it fiercely, and the causal line between him and Han Qinglei immediately twisted, emitting a light that only he could see. In the blink of an eye, it condensed together and became a piece of paper shaped by Taoism.

It fell lightly and was cherished by Meng Hao. He borrowed it as if he had found a treasure. After looking at the amount of money on it, Meng Hao coughed dryly and put it in the storage bag, together with the large stack of IOUs he already had.

Almost at the moment when the IOU was formed, Han Qinglei spat out a mouthful of blood. He could clearly feel that the breath that had left his body represented that he had signed a contract with Meng Hao.

This contract was like selling one's body. The most important thing was that it was not under his control, but was signed forcibly. Even if he did not admit it, he owed Meng Hao a terrifying amount of money.

And if he doesn't pay it back, his cultivation and his future will be changed under the cause and effect. This kind of thing, this kind of Taoism, makes Han Qinglei's body tremble violently. He is terrified again. A legendary Taoism suddenly emerges in his mind!

"Destiny!! This is the law of destiny. He... He actually knows the law of destiny!! This is impossible. Between heaven and earth, in the world, from ancient times to the present, no one can understand destiny!!" Han Qinglei spurted blood, roared, and fled in a panic. The mist outside his body rolled him faster and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This place is not a place where you can come and go as you please. Let's not say that you came here to disturb Meng's cultivation. Just because you owe me money, I can't let you go!" Meng Hao said righteously, raised his right hand and pointed at Fan Dong'er and Bei Yu. Suddenly, two breaths were released and merged into the bodies of the two women, causing Fan Dong'er and Bei Yu to tremble immediately. Not only did their cultivation recover completely, but they also had an extra force.

"Please go to the Central Temple, kill the Eighth Country's monks, weaken the Eighth Country's National Destiny Mountain's defenses, and help me take away the Eighth Mountain's world mark!"

"After I succeed, we will comprehend together, understand the origin of the rules of the Wind Realm, and condense the future path!" As soon as Meng Hao spoke, Fan Dong'er and Bei Yu's eyes flashed. They were both smart people and immediately knew Meng Hao's plan. This was indeed a rare opportunity, not to mention that Meng Hao had made a promise!

The two women looked at each other, nodded immediately, turned into a long rainbow, and flew away in an instant, heading straight to the Central Temple, where they took action to indirectly help Meng Hao.

Almost at the same time that Fan Dong'er and Bei Yu left quickly, Meng Hao stepped forward, roared, and ran straight to the direction where Han Qinglei fled, and started at full speed, chasing him.

"Han Qinglei, don't run, pay me back!" When Meng Hao's voice came out, those black bean men, as well as the jelly and the parrot, turned into long rainbows and followed Meng Hao at a rapid speed. As for the seafood, they had long been collected under the wings of the parrot with the method of the universe in the sleeves, and they were still shouting at this moment.

"Han Qinglei, don't run, the fifth master hasn't ** yet, you dare to run!!"

The long rainbow was in the air, and the whistling sound was earth-shaking. Han Qinglei kept spitting blood during this escape, and the fog around him became thinner and thinner. This method of saving his life could not last long, but it would burst out with a powerful speed within a certain period of time to take him out of the crisis.

At this moment, while galloping, not long, with a bang, Han Qinglei had returned from the ninth country to the eighth country. His face became paler, but the feeling of life and death crisis never dissipated. He could feel that the terrifying Meng Hao was chasing him behind him!

As soon as he stepped into the eighth country, he immediately heard a roar with magic.

"Eight tribes, come quickly!" His voice immediately resounded in the minds of the eight cultivators from the Eighth Mountain in the Eighth Country. Among these eight cultivators, four were in the central temple, and the other four were shocked at this moment, and immediately rushed out from where they were, spreading at full speed, rushing towards Han Qinglei from all directions.

Time passed, and half an hour later, Han Qinglei, who was flying rapidly in the sky, spurted blood again, and the mist that swept him away completely dissipated, but around him, four long rainbows flew one after another, guarding him and protecting him as he headed straight for the Eighth Country's National Destiny Mountain.

"I have to return to the National Destiny Mountain immediately, and use the protection there to resist Meng Hao's pursuit, so that I can have time to recover from my injuries!!"

"This Meng Hao will not stay for too long. Once it lasts for a long time, other sequences will definitely take the opportunity to kill into the Ninth Country!"

"Time, as long as I can survive for a period of time, my life and death crisis this time can be resolved!" Han Qinglei's eyes were red, and he moved faster.

But at this moment, at the border between the Eighth Country and the Ninth Country, Meng Hao's figure, like a war fairy, stepped into the Eighth Country. As soon as he stepped into the Eighth Country, all the cultivators of the Eighth Country immediately felt the pressure, as if the earth was shaking and the sky was twisting!

"It is not a way to treat guests without returning. Since you have come to my house for a stroll, I will come to your house to collect some interest." Meng Hao coughed dryly, a little embarrassed, but his speed did not slow down at all. He went away in an instant and headed straight for the National Destiny Mountain of the Eighth Country.

The roar rose up. As Meng Hao approached, the pressure of the Eighth Country became stronger. At this moment, Han Qinglei had arrived at the National Destiny Mountain. After stepping into it, he roared.

"Defend this place to the death, and don't let anyone step in even a step!"

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