Chapter 1,451 Han Bei's Secret!

The techniques of the Cangmang Sect are all-encompassing and of many types, but the fundamental difference from the techniques of the Mountain and Sea Realm is that all magical techniques require not the power of heaven and earth, but the power of the vastness.

Practice with the entire vastness, breathe out the breath of the vastness, and achieve different avenues of your own.

After the seven-year-old Meng Hao clone became an inner disciple, he lived in the residence prepared for him by the sect. He rarely went out, and the outside world didn't know much about him.

All of this changed a little bit a year later. It was because of a thunderstorm that suddenly came after Meng Hao had practiced for a year. This thunderstorm came unexpectedly, rolled over, and directly hit Meng Hao's residence, knocking it out. The attic was smashed into pieces and the courtyard exploded, causing many disciples of the Ninth Sect around to panic.

There were also some old men who were also shocked. When they looked around, they saw nine thunderbolts descending from the sky, all of which struck a child in the broken attic courtyard.

The child's body suddenly exuded...the aura of foundation building!

It was just a foundation building, so no one would take a second look, but the appearance of this thunder was surprising. After looking carefully, some disciples seemed to recognize Meng Hao, and they were suddenly shocked.

"I remember...I remember last year, he had just joined the sect and was still a mortal..."

"How is it possible that in one year, just one year, he...he actually built a foundation?"

"What's his name? I remembered it, Fang Mu, his name is Fang Mu!"

After nine thunderbolts, Meng Hao's clone Fang Mu built the foundation. This incident caused a small sensation. After all, the sect was too big, and although Meng Hao was an inner disciple, he was just one of many branches.

Originally, this matter would be over soon. After all, even if Meng Hao had excellent qualifications, he could only build a foundation in a year. For the Ninth Sect, there were countless monks like him.

Even in this branch, there are so many of them.

But... another year passed, when the same attic, the same yard, and the same thunder came, the shock was even greater. It was ninety-nine thunders, roaring continuously, and the attic was destroyed. The courtyard was shattered, and what Meng Hao emitted in the thunder was no longer the aura of foundation building, but... pill formation! !

At this moment, the entire branch was in a much more sensational state than a year ago. Countless people were stunned. The elders of the branch and the master of the branch all went there in person to witness this scene with their own eyes.

There are many people here who are higher than Meng Hao in cultivation.

But what shocked them was the speed of Meng Hao's cultivation. This speed, in the eyes of many people, was simply unbelievable.

"One year to build the foundation, another year to form the elixir, he... could he still have one year of Nascent Soul?"

"What kind of qualification is this!"

After this incident, the discussion about Fang Mu has spread throughout the entire branch, and is even spreading. Most other branches are also aware of this matter.

And then...in the third year, when nine hundred and ninety-nine thunderbolts crashed down, Meng Hao became the Nascent Soul!

In the fifth year, Meng Hao cloned himself to kill the soul, and nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thunderbolts shook all the branches of the Ninth Sect. Such thunder almost formed a thunderstorm, and the Ninth Sect was shocked. The name Fang Mu , heard by countless people.

In the seventh year, the moment of asking became a grand event that countless people in the ninth sect came to watch. Under the witness of countless monks, there was only one hundred thousand thunders, coming from the sky. This kind of thunder This power is beyond the ability of any cultivator to resist. It seems that this world, this vast expanse, is going to completely kill Meng Hao's clone!

And under this thunder, Meng Hao's clone's eyes showed a glimmer of light, as if... against the vastness!

That thunderstorm lasted for ten days. Ten days later, Meng Hao’s clone asked!

Time flies and the tenth year arrives.

Ten years ago, Meng Hao's clone Fang Mu was just a thin child in the eyes of others. Today, ten years later, he is already handsome and tall. He is standing on a peak in the Ninth Sect, raising his head. At this time, the sky roared, and thunder rumbled around.

This is... Immortal Tribulation!

In ten years, Meng Hao's clone created a myth and a legend on the entire vast planet!

In ten years, from being a mortal to building foundations, forming elixirs, transforming into infants, killing spirits, asking questions, and finally becoming an immortal!

This is the first stage of cultivation that many people may not be able to complete in a lifetime. For Meng Hao's clone, it only took ten years. This incident shocked the entire Ninth Sect, the entire Cangmang Sect, and even the Supreme Being. Have heard of it all.

And this Immortal Tribulation was even more earth-shattering. Millions of thunders roared in. The entire Ninth Continent was trembling. Even other sects of the Cangmang Sect had countless people fly in to watch the Immortal Tribulation.

What excited the Ninth Sect was that the Ninth Supreme also sent people to sit in person, seemingly to protect the Ninth Sect's first genius in recent years.

The person who came was a Taoist priest. This woman was beautiful. She was sitting cross-legged on the Tao Mountain of the Ninth Sect. She looked surprised as she stared at the sky.

"It's just an immortal calamity, but such thunder fell in this vast sky. This seems to be hindered by this son's cultivation. There are laws of heaven, so thunder that exceeds his cultivation level cannot come. Otherwise, it seems that this vast sky, I wish I could destroy both body and soul." The Taoist Master was extremely surprised, and she faintly felt some kind of...fearful fluctuation coming from within the vastness.

"Afraid?" The female Taoist Master shook her head. She felt that she felt wrong.

"The vastness is endless, and even if there is a will, how can one be afraid of a small immortal cultivator."

This immortal calamity lasted for three full months before it slowly dissipated. In the thunder, Meng Hao's clone, with a sense of pride, bathed in the thunder calamity and closed his eyes for three months.

He did not block or resist, but let the thunder roar, as if he was baptized, without moving at all, and even his clothes were not torn at all, which shocked countless people.

Until the moment when the final thunder immortal calamity was about to end, Meng Hao suddenly opened his eyes. While his eyes were opening and closing, he raised his right hand and pointed to the sky.

Without saying a word, just pointing, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds rolled, and the whole sky seemed to tremble. During the roar, countless thunders collapsed on their own and turned into tiny crystal lights. After spreading in all directions, when everyone thought that this immortal calamity was over, even Meng Hao's body had immortal energy.

Suddenly, the sky shook, and a red lightning, with a shocking intention, burst out with the power of the Dao realm, and rushed straight to Meng Hao, roaring.

Even when the red lightning fell, red clouds appeared in the sky, and red rain fell. This scene shocked everyone, and the face of the female Daoist changed drastically.

"Blood of the sky, this is... This is the Dao of the vastness, rebelling against its own laws, and killing this boy at all costs, forcibly descending a thunder tribulation that does not belong to the fairyland!" The female Daoist was about to make a move, but at this moment, suddenly, the red lightning suddenly stopped in mid-air, and seemed to be frozen there about a hundred feet away from the top of Meng Hao's clone's head, motionless.

A pressure spread silently across the entire continent. In the air, at some point, a figure walked out. This figure was a young man wearing a black robe and long purple hair. His clothes were fluttering, and he had supreme domineering aura on his body, as if he was the only one in the world!

There was an endless coldness on his body, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes. There was also a purple mark between his eyebrows, as if there was a third eye hidden there!

"The Ninth Supreme!!" The female Taoist trembled and immediately knelt down. Almost at the moment she knelt down, the Ninth Sect, the endless range, the countless cultivators, no matter what their cultivation, trembled at this moment and knelt down.

"Welcome to the Ninth Supreme!"

"Welcome to the Ninth Supreme!!"

The voices rose and fell, spreading in all directions, roaring the heaven and earth. In the eyes of everyone in the Ninth Sect, the Ninth Supreme was their master, their god, and the supreme emperor above their heads.

The person who came was none other than Meng Hao's original body!

After feeling the unusualness of this heavenly tribulation, Meng Hao immediately controlled his original body and gathered his consciousness. At this moment, in mid-air, Meng Hao's original body raised his right hand and grabbed the void. Immediately, the red lightning was instantly caught in his hand and squeezed hard.

With a bang, the lightning shattered, and the clouds in the sky rolled, as if there was a roar echoing faintly inside.

"Get out!" Meng Hao looked up at the sky, a hint of red light appeared in his eyes, and he swung his sleeves, and a shocking force burst out with a roar, rushing straight into the clouds.

At this moment, his clone was also on the top of the mountain, looking up at the sky, but there was no red light shining in his eyes, only the brilliance of immortality.

The sky shook, and the clouds stopped rolling. In an instant, they collapsed directly, causing the red color to disappear, and the sky suddenly darkened. Even outside this vast star, the vastness fluctuated endlessly at this moment, and it took a long time to calm down.

After doing all this, Meng Hao turned around and disappeared, but before he disappeared, he glanced at the nothingness in the distance. At this glance, his figure suddenly stopped.

At a glance, the nothingness trembled, as if someone was shaking his heart strongly. Han Bei's figure was forced out from it, with complexity and shock, looking at Meng Hao's original body, and also saw Meng Hao's clone.

Her body trembled, without any hesitation, and she subconsciously rushed back, but at the moment she retreated, Meng Hao raised his right hand and grabbed her fiercely.

The whole world seemed to be frozen, and a huge force came roaring, and just as it was about to drown Han Bei, Han Bei's body actually erupted with a wave that was familiar to Meng Hao!

That was... Luo Tian's breath, that was the breath of a demon! !