Volume 5 Nirvana Rebirth Blood 8 Fang Chapter 649 Barrier Hiding the Spirit

"There are some tricks to this hurricane barrier in the Tianhe Sea." Meng Hao walked in the hurricane and whispered lightly. There were howling winds and lightnings around him. The wind could tear apart all the Nascent Soul cultivators in an instant, and the lightning could instantly shatter the Yuanshen.

But for Meng Hao, this wind could only blow on his face and could not shake his body at all, while the lightning was some tonic that could make his body's cultivation run faster.

The parrot on Meng Hao's shoulder didn't care about this so-called hurricane at all. It flew out from time to time, shouting and the bells transformed from jelly pierced in the hurricane.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would be horrified. You know, in the entire Tianhe Sea, only the Soul-Severing cultivators can walk in this hurricane barrier.

And there are only three Soul-Severing cultivators in the Tianhe Sea!

They are the Three Saints of the Three Sects!

Except for these three people, no cultivator dared to forcefully cross the hurricane barrier.

This hurricane barrier has a large area. Meng Hao put his hands behind his back and walked forward. He walked a full ten thousand feet, but he still did not walk out of this area. As he continued to move forward, the wind here became more violent, and the sound of whimpering was swaying, as if there were countless evil spirits in the black fog around him, roaring at Meng Hao.

The lightning had become a piece, rumbling and sweeping across.

Here, Yuanying cultivators simply cannot survive. Their bodies will collapse in an instant, and Yuanying will be completely shattered, but for Meng Hao, it is still nothing.

Until an hour later, when Meng Hao walked an unknown distance, the wind in the surrounding darkness was like a sharp blade. Even Meng Hao had to slow down. But with his strong body, he could still run rampant.

In this hurricane area, when Meng Hao walked forward for a whole day, the wind became more and more shocking, lightning was almost everywhere, and some flashing runes appeared, spreading around. Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he felt a hint of threat on those runes.

But it was only a trace. On the second day, Meng Hao couldn't help but frown. The speed became slower and slower. The runes around him were no longer flickering, but shining. Often more than ten runes merged together, as if forming a miniature formation.

"This formation can shake the soul-slaying monks!" Meng Hao thought, his eyes flashing as he saw a formation composed of more than ten runes approaching. He simply didn't dodge and let the rune formation touch him.

With a bang, Meng Hao's body shook and swayed. He didn't retreat, and a hint of confidence appeared at the corner of his mouth. The rune formation shattered in front of him in an instant, collapsed and scattered.

Meng Hao patted his clothes and walked again. A few days later, in this hurricane barrier, Meng Hao's expression suddenly changed while he was moving forward. His body instantly turned into green smoke and rushed away from the side, avoiding a group of runes whistling.

The roar echoed, and the rune seemed to contain the intention of destroying the world. When it swept past Meng Hao, Meng Hao saw with his own eyes that the fog around him dissipated a little, and a sense of dominance was clearly revealed from the rune.

Even as the rune went away, it encountered some scattered runes, as if it was swallowed and absorbed directly around it.

"There are hundreds of runes!" Meng Hao's eyes were solemn. He really felt the threat from the hundreds of rune formations. Once touched, Meng Hao didn't know if his body could resist.

"Don't underestimate this hurricane barrier." Meng Hao murmured, his consciousness spread out, and continued to move forward.

Gradually, the formations composed of hundreds of runes became more and more. When it became almost normal and could be seen everywhere in the hurricane barrier, Meng Hao saw a larger rune formation.

That was a formation composed of thousands of runes. It was no longer a ball, but a magic weapon. What he saw was a battle axe. In this hurricane barrier, the battle axe swept in all directions, causing a large number of hundreds of rune formations to avoid it and dare not approach.

This battle axe was dozens of feet in size, and it was full of flashes. There was even a sense of killing, as if it was eager to kill all the time. It looked very good.

On the battle axe, Meng Hao clearly felt the strong breath of soul-slaying. This scene made Meng Hao slightly startled. While pondering, his eyes slowly showed an interested light.

"The runes here are so wonderful. The power of a single one is not great. Once there are dozens, the power will increase dramatically. After hundreds, it will make soul-slaying unwilling to touch it. And if there are thousands...

It can actually be a star-slaying soul breath. This is clearly a soul-slaying magic weapon!" Meng Hao was a little tempted. According to his understanding of cultivation, after the soul-slaying, in addition to gaining the perception of artistic conception, it can also refine the soul-slaying treasure.

By melting the killing intent of the first soul-slaying sword into the magic weapon and nurturing it with the soul, it can be transformed into one's own soul-slaying treasure. This kind of magic weapon is like cultivating one's life, and it is extremely powerful.

And according to the strength of different magic weapon embryos, the later the stage, the greater the gap between them.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and he did not avoid it. Instead, after weighing it, he raised his right hand and suddenly pinched the seal. In an instant, a phantom of a mountain took shape in Meng Hao's hand. When he pointed forward, the mountain roared away and went straight to the distance to chase a battle axe with hundreds of runes.

Approaching in an instant, the battle axe did not dodge at all and was directly touched by the mountain. When the roar echoed, the mountain collapsed, and the battle axe did not change at all, but suddenly stopped, as if it had a spirit, and stood there in a daze.

It seemed that in its consciousness, it had never been attacked since its birth memory.

Meng Hao frowned. This battle axe was stronger than he imagined. At this moment, the battle axe seemed to react and suddenly turned the axe tip and instantly aimed at Meng Hao.

Moreover, a cloud of black mist rose from the axe. A pair of eyes appeared in the mist, staring straight at Meng Hao. An angry humming sound came from the axe, and the battle axe moved instantly and rushed towards Meng Hao.

"Interesting." Meng Hao smiled slightly. The days in this hurricane barrier were very monotonous and boring. Now that he finally got interested, how could Meng Hao back down?

He was just testing it before. Now that the battle axe was coming, Meng Hao suddenly raised his right hand and waved it forward. In an instant, the shadow of the mountain outside his body turned into a thousand feet, and he seemed to become a man in the rocks. His hands spread out slightly, and the mountain expanded again, directly turning into a size of five thousand feet, and collided with the approaching battle axe.

With a bang, the sound was so loud that the fog around rolled over a large area. The sound also spread in all directions. In this hurricane, it drifted far away with the wind.

In the hurricane barrier area far away from here, there is a black boat, raising a black flag, moving forward in the hurricane. The boat exudes a bloody smell, as if it was covered with a layer of blood.

These bloods constantly transform into blood runes one after another, and cooperate with the sails, and it moves forward safely in this hurricane barrier that would make even the soul-slaying slayer frown.

The wind cannot shake this boat, and the lightning also turns and avoids it when it comes, and those rune groups seem to be unable to see the boat, motionless, as if sleeping.

On this boat, there are more than a dozen cultivators, with pale faces, shortness of breath, looking around with fear. Most of these people are Yuanying cultivators, and only a few are Jindan.

The three old men are responsible for controlling this boat. The three old men look arrogant, and sometimes when they look at everyone, there is a flash of contempt.

"What's the big deal? The journey is still long, and it will take at least six months to complete."

"My Yanghun Dao ferry is not the fastest in the three sects, but it is the safest. Your spirit stones will not be wasted."

As the old man spoke, more than ten people on the boat forced a smile. They were already terrified along the way, but there were two people in the crowd who remained calm, as if they were already familiar with the thrilling hurricane barrier.

These people were the monks who were going to the third ring to fight for their luck, and this ship was a special boat that was responsible for sending them to the third ring after they paid a certain amount of spirit stones.

In Tianhe Sea, the only way to enter the third ring is to go to the sea city of the three sects, pay spirit stones, and take this special boat to enter.

Of course, stowaways like Meng Hao are not included.

Everyone on the boat had just managed to smile, when suddenly, a muffled roar came from afar. As soon as the sound appeared, the hurricane around them fluctuated, the lightning twisted, and even the runes floating around were instantly vibrated, as if awakened from a deep sleep.

This scene immediately changed the faces of everyone on the boat, and they didn't know what had happened.

The two who had originally looked calm also opened their eyes in an instant, showing surprise. After looking at each other, they all looked into the distance.

Even the three elders of Yanghun Dao who were in charge of the boat suddenly raised their heads and showed a hint of surprise, but soon, they sneered, and the mockery in their expressions was extremely obvious.

"Another person overestimates his own abilities and wants to smuggle across the river."

"I don't know who it is, but he was punished for smuggling across the river. He deserves it!"

"How can the formation set up by the ancestors of the three sects be smuggled across by anyone? This person is looking for death, but he can cause such a commotion, so I think his cultivation is not weak."

"So what? He should have encountered a ten-talisman formation. If he encountered a hundred-talisman formation, whoever encountered it would die!"

The words of the three elders reached everyone's ears, and the cultivators on the boat laughed. They had heard that every year there were some cultivators who overestimated their own abilities and tried to save the expensive boat fees over there and forcefully cross the river, but none of them succeeded and all died here.

Unexpectedly, they also encountered it today.

"It's a pity that we are too far away. Otherwise, if we could see this man being killed with our own eyes, it would be a spectacle."

"We entered the third ring with all our might, but it would be unwise to leave our lives in this hurricane barrier."

"I suddenly feel that the large amount of spiritual stones I spent is worth it." Everyone seemed to relax and laughed. (To be continued...) ()