Volume 5 Nirvana Rebirth Blood 8 Fang Chapter 798 Father Fang Talks About Sweeping the South Sky

"Three thousand great ways, each has its supreme and strongest point, it is impossible to tell which one is stronger..."

"The way is in the heart, the heart is born from the mind, your mind is strong, then the way is strong, then the sword... is invincible!"

"Pay attention to my movements, a total of nine movements, each of which can trigger the power of the starry sky.````" As the man spoke softly, the iron sword fell.

With a bang, all the light in the world disappeared at this moment, leaving only the sword light. All the existence between heaven and earth was blurred, leaving only the iron sword!

The sword light rose in an instant, and a sword fell, appearing in the ancient Tao Lake, in front of the fierce beast that had just flown out. The fierce beast was stunned. After seeing the sword light, his expression suddenly changed, and he let out a shrill roar, his expression showed fear and disbelief, and his body suddenly retreated, about to return to the Tao Lake.

"This is... this is..." As soon as the fierce beast retreated, the sword light came in an instant. At the same time, the ancient Tao Lake suddenly erupted, and a vicissitudes of life voice came out rapidly from it.

"Sir, please calm down. Please spare my people..."

"No!" The deep voice, with pressure, exploded in the air above the Ancient Dao Lake. The sword light swept across, and the beast's screams stopped abruptly. Its body was directly unfolded, and then burned, its body and soul were destroyed.

The sword cut it off, and the world roared. The nine auras that appeared suddenly lost one, and the other eight auras all paused in the air, and each of them showed a look of horror. In the blink of an eye, the eight auras immediately rolled back and were about to retreat.

But it was too late!

"Hao'er, watch this second sword. Remember, when you draw the sword, your mind must be empty. No distractions. You are the Dao. The Dao is the sword!" The man spoke softly, and what he taught was the strongest Dao in his life.

The Dao cannot be passed on lightly, but for his son, let alone the Dao, he could agree to guard the South Sky for 100,000 years.

As he spoke, he took a step forward with his right foot. This step was extremely fast, bringing up a gust of wind. The second sword rose up, and the whole sky was trembling, as if it was afraid of the sword light, as if the man could cut the sky open with just one intention!

With a bang, the sword light appeared on the ancient temple of Tai'e in the southern region in an instant. The figure transformed by the statue was extremely frightened at this moment. He was retreating quickly, but he had not yet returned to the ancient temple. When the sword light swept and a shrill scream came out, this once powerful man was immediately beheaded and his body was instantly burned, clean.

Only the shrill sound before his death was still echoing in all directions.

"Above the spiritual realm is the fairyland.

You are now a half-step true immortal, which is the level between the spiritual realm and the fairyland. Take another step... and you can enter the fairyland!"

"Now, look at the third sword!" When the man spoke, he took a long breath, raised his left hand and touched the sword, as if he had awakened his spirit. The third sword roared out, and this sword actually pierced into the earth. When the whole earth trembled, the sword light appeared under the Tianhe Sea, in front of the withered figure who was retreating rapidly in the sea water with horror at this moment.

"Who are you!! Don't kill me, I am willing to surrender, I can protect your descendants!!"

"Hao'er, do you want it?" In the South Region, the man turned around and looked at Meng Hao.

Meng Hao was stunned and shook his head subconsciously.

The man laughed.

"Such a character is not worthy of protecting my son." As the voice echoed, a sword fell, and the withered figure's whole body banged, shattered directly, burned all over, and his body and soul were destroyed.

Three swords, kill three powerful people!

This scene shocked all the ancestors of the various sects in the East. They all stood up and looked at this scene with trembling fear, and they also had strong speculations in their hearts.

In the Ji family, the young ancestor who lost both arms sighed softly.

"It would be fine if you didn't come out, he wouldn't bother you. If he showed up at another time, it would be fine. With this person's character, I really wouldn't go back to pay attention to him, but... you want to embarrass his son."

"His son, that's his reverse scale! Who dares to touch it?"

The other six auras were all trembling at this moment. They never thought that Li Xian would provoke such a terrifying existence. Immediately, two of the six auras stopped retreating and went straight to the sky to escape.

One was a skull, and the other was the mountain god under the purple sea of ​​the Western Desert.

"On the path of cultivation, you cannot rely on others to protect you. You have not left the Southern Star in this life. I have seen too many geniuses protected by others in the past, but now... they are all just chickens and pottery dogs." The man smiled at Meng Hao, pinched his left hand, and put his two fingers together, as if plundering the power of heaven and earth, turning into a strange light flowing through his body. He took two more steps, and when he fell, two sword energies flew out in an instant, heading straight to the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a shrill scream came from the mouth of the mountain god. His huge body was about to fly out of the Southern Star, but it collapsed and burned and dissipated.

And the skull rushed into the starry sky and rushed between the galaxies, but it still could not escape the incoming sword energy, which passed by in an instant, slashing all the bones and obliterating the soul.

"No!!" Before dying, the skull came out with a miserable voice.

Meng Hao opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at his father. He took four steps, sword after sword, and killed one terrifying existence after another like killing a chicken. The aura of each of these powerful beings made Meng Hao feel terrified. Any one of them could kill him, but in front of his father, they were only worthy of a sword energy and a sword light.

"What realm are they...?" Meng Hao murmured.

"He has opened up the immortal veins, condensed the only Dao fruit, stepped into the peak of the immortal path in the fairyland, and called himself the master of Dao, but he cannot open the door to the ancient realm. He is not a true immortal, and will return to the abyss sooner or later." The one who answered him was his mother beside him.

"Spiritual realm, reaching the peak of Dao is the ultimate, and there are two ways to become an immortal. One is to worship the ancestors, obtain the Dao fruit of the ancestors, achieve the immortal path, and change the Dharma image. It can never be oneself. This kind of immortal is called a pseudo-immortal. Because one of their ancestors fell, all those who worshiped him will fall in cultivation!"

"This simple way is also the choice of most people in the world, and the other way... is to worship oneself, and the Dharma image is also oneself. After experiencing the immortal calamity, walk out a unique path of one's own, let others worship oneself, cultivate one's own path, and become one's own pseudo-immortal. This is... a true immortal!"

The speaker was Meng Hao's father. His body was like the wind. He took two steps. The ground hummed when his steps fell, his hair moved without wind, and a wisp of mist rose from his head. When he raised his right hand and waved it, two sword energies came out in an instant, one went to the East and the other went to the West Desert.

In the ancient paradise in the East, all the branches of the tree were moving without wind, and the momentum was overwhelming. His mind was unprecedentedly solemn. He tried his best and even shook the entire ancient paradise, causing the earth to shatter. Its roots were also waving to resist the sword energy descending from the sky.

With a bang, the tree roared and tried its best, but it was still cut down by the sword energy. After the tree was split in half, it burned directly. When the bitter sound came out, the tree turned into ashes and dissipated.

Under the purple sea of ​​the Western Desert, the crocodile trembled at a very fast speed and tried to escape, but the sword energy whistled and fell on its head in an instant.

The crocodile showed despair.

"I... I can be a mount, I am not qualified to be a protector, I... I am willing to be a mount!" Seeing the sword energy falling, the crocodile roared immediately.

When it roared, the sword energy suddenly paused, no longer sharp, but turned into a seal, fell in an instant, and was branded on the crocodile.

"With the blood of a scaly dragon, you are qualified to be my Hao'er's mount."

The crocodile trembled. It was already filled with fear. It was extremely scared. After being covered by the seal, its body immediately shrank. After becoming more than ten feet in size, it was taken away directly. When it appeared, it was in front of Meng Hao.

The crocodile knew that this was the little ancestor, so it quickly showed its flattering intention, swinging its tail back and forth.

Meng Hao looked at the crocodile with a strange look.

"It's a pity that only fifty-three meridians were opened. If more than sixty meridians could be opened, it could transform its bloodline into the power of a scaly dragon." Meng Hao's father shook his head.

"Hao'er, there is no specific realm in the fairyland, there is only the concept of the Hundred Meridians of the Fairy Way!"

"All living beings have Hundred Meridians, this is unique, any life, no more, no less, is like this."

"After entering the fairyland, you also cultivate Hundred Meridians, three souls and seven spirits, a total of ten, and condense one for every ten meridians. When the Hundred Meridians are fully opened, the fairy soul is achieved, and the only Dao fruit is born, you can push open the door of the ancient realm!"

"It's just that the fairyland is too difficult. Since ancient times, opening fifty meridians can be called the peak of the fairyland, and you can try to blast open the ancient door. According to legend, those who can open eighty meridians are rare, and only the direct descendants of the major families can do it with the power of the huge family.

As for ninety meridians, it is even rarer and exists in legends, and the real opening of all Hundred Meridians... perhaps no one has ever done it from ancient times to the present."

"Hao'er can definitely do it!" Meng Hao's mother spoke immediately.

The man laughed when he heard this, and suddenly squatted slightly. When he stood up, he was like a giant holding up the sky. He took two steps and waved his hand. Two sword qi flew out in an instant, one from the East and one from the North.

With his cultivation, he didn't need to make any deliberate movements. Everything was smooth and flowing. It was only for Meng Hao that he started to move.

In the frozen valley in the north, the man who had walked out of the ice before smiled bitterly at this moment. He didn't dodge, but sat cross-legged there. Although he smiled bitterly, there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

His body was quickly turning purple, and there was a faint curse power. In an instant, when the sword energy came.

"Those who kill me, blood curse!" The man with wings behind him suddenly spoke.

"A mere curse clan, with impure blood, dares to curse Fang." The cold snort echoed, and the sword energy fell down with a bang, directly cutting off the head of the winged figure.

Burning instantly, the curse power turned into tobacco, which could not spread in the twisting, and was refined and dissipated.

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Father Fang was majestic and domineering. After sweeping the southern sky, he glanced at the brothers and sisters holding their mobile phones or computers, and bowed: Thank you all for supporting Meng Hao. Please give me a monthly ticket to clear the warehouse! (To be continued...)

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