Chapter 664: The Great Dao Chain, Ancient Well, Inexplicably Enhanced Spiritual Roots
A horrified and piercing scream came from the top of the mountain. Taoist Lingxu trembled and his face turned pale as paper in an instant.
Shouldn't Meng Sheng have died in the battle in the 'Guwa Jijing'... Why could he be resurrected and why could he reappear here five hundred years later? ! !
Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows became deeper. The blood in his body seemed to be frozen. Fear raged in Taoist Lingxu's heart, and his mind was in chaos.
Moreover, Meng Sheng was killed by him, and there was no mistake. 'Guwa Jijing' was the burial ground of Hedao Zhenjun. He was only at the Lianxu stage back then. This was completely unreasonable!
Meng Sheng's eyes were as deep as a pool, revealing a cold sharpness. There was a hint of indifference on the corner of his mouth, as if he had transcended the joys and sorrows of the mortal world. He said calmly: "Taoist Lingxu, it's me."
"...The early stage of the Hedao." Taoist Lingxu's eyes gradually became gloomy, as if he thought of something, "You have been to the fairyland of the heavenly domain. Are you here to seek revenge today?"
Boom-
At this moment, the mountains and the earth suddenly shook, and the magic weapon in Meng Sheng's hand had completely taken shape, like a huge ancient well, with a solemn and majestic shape.
The intricate patterns on it, like the marks of time, witnessed the rise and fall and vicissitudes of countless years in the ancient silencing world.
On the top of this magic weapon, there is an ancient and mysterious pattern engraved, in which the scene of the ancient silencing world emerges.
The mountains in the pattern are ancient and vast, and the river meanders through it. Every detail exudes a sense of tranquility and extinction.
When Meng Sheng held this Taoist weapon in his hand, he clearly felt an ancient breath emanating from the well.
This breath spread rapidly like an invisible wave, making the surrounding air seem to solidify!
Under this pressure, the mountain wind became silent, the birds stopped singing, as if the whole mountain was silent.
Lingxu Taoist's face changed suddenly, and he cried out: "The ancient well is in your hands! You actually got the inheritance of the Taoist instrument there?!!"
"When you plotted against Meng, you should have known that you would end up like this."
Meng Sheng spoke coldly. Although his voice was not loud, it could change the color of the wind and clouds, and even shake the power of the void avenue. "A mere thousand Dao power can be destroyed by turning your hand."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards Lingxu Taoist majestically, his eyes were deep and indifferent, and he exuded boundless power. One by one, his own avenue chains appeared beside him, not the power of the avenue!
"The avenue chains become real... What kind of immortal method is this!"
Lingxu Taoist felt the powerful breath emanating from Meng Sheng, and a touch of astonishment and anger flashed in his eyes.
He knew that this was a life-or-death moment, and only by trying his best could he have a glimmer of hope. He had no time to think about anything else.
The robe on Lingxu Taoist fluttered, and his figure flashed quickly, turning into a phantom.
He used the power of the Great Dao to bless himself, and displayed his peerless body skills. Every time he flashed, the air roared, leaving a residual image that seemed to be difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. In the late stage of Hedao, why should he be afraid of this man? ! !
Lingxu Taoist held a long sword, and the sword light was as bright as a star, cutting through the void, and attacked Meng Sheng with a resolute killing intent.
However, when Meng Sheng faced Lingxu Taoist's fierce attack, his power became more and more fierce.
He waved Guwajing, and the endless power of the Great Dao contained in the Taoist weapon gathered in his hand, forming a huge Great Dao chain storm.
The air around Meng Sheng instantly became stagnant, and the strong sense of oppression made Lingxu Taoist unable to control himself.
The latter used all his strength to dodge this powerful force, but he could not escape. Meng Sheng's attack was as fierce as the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth. Every swing was accompanied by violent storms and thunder and lightning.
Meng Sheng's eyes became cold and ruthless. He soared into the sky and suddenly swung the ancient well violently. The chain storm of the avenue condensed into a huge column of light, illuminating the world in all directions!
This column of light was like a symbol of destructive power. It instantly and ruthlessly covered the figure of Lingxu Taoist. Lingxu Taoist let out a shrill scream that shook the sky and his body trembled violently.
But he still tried his best to resist the impact of Meng Sheng's Taoist weapon. His eyes revealed unwillingness and overwhelming anger, but he could not stop this terrifying torrent of heaven and earth.
In just a blink of an eye, the huge column of light gradually faded, and the scene fell into silent silence. Lingxu Taoist's body, soul, spirit, and seven spirits were instantly defeated and turned into a weak afterimage.
This kind of fighting lasted only a moment, and the body of Lingxu Taoist completely collapsed and turned into dust, leaving only a trace of broken breath suspended in the air.
But his face became extremely horrified in the moment before his death, as if he had seen some great secret. This person was only a second-level spiritual root at the beginning, how could he use spiritual roots as a guide when launching the last attack? !
And now, he is actually a heavenly spiritual root! !
Lingxu Taoist returned to the world with endless regret and doubts, without causing any waves. After all, the wild sky is a place where the weak are preyed on by the strong without rules.
Meng Sheng slowly put away the ancient well in his hand. His eyes were still cold and ruthless, but his heart was as calm as water.
He did not look happy at all. He fought across two realms, but it was like crushing an ant. There was no ripple in his eyes, and everything was under his control.
Huh~
A breeze blew slowly from the sky, and a spirit appeared beside him. But if you look closely, you will find that it is a woman, and her face looks exactly like Yu Chen's sister, Yu Yiwei!
"Brother Meng..." The spirit's eyes were gloomy and sad, "Chu Bo's body has not been found yet... I'm afraid it's impossible to build a grave."
"Tomorrow we will go to the Zhenling Ancient City, where it will be more convenient to find information."
Meng Sheng covered himself with a black robe, his face in the light and shadow, "Now it is the top priority to restore your body. I heard that the 'Soul-Condensing Immortal Grass' will appear in the auction."
"Thank you, Brother Meng."
"You protected me with your body at the beginning, Meng will not treat you unfairly."
Meng Sheng spoke calmly, his words were full of vicissitudes, he had experienced too much, "Yu Chen entrusted you to me before he was separated, I will not let him down."
The spirit sighed faintly, her eyes were full of stories, she was no longer the simple lady of the ancient family, she had been displaced all the way, and her home was all over the world.
The Savage Realm was too big, so big that it was no longer possible to see an old friend.
Meng Sheng's eyes were still full of determination, his heart was as solid as a rock, he just regarded suffering as a kind of tempering.
He had already gotten used to it since he entered the world of immortality. The road to immortality was full of murderous intent, and he had no time to lament the past.
The wild sky was terrifying, but the opportunities on the immortal path were also endless. As long as he didn't provoke those legendary immortal families and immortal palaces, he would have hope of survival.
"Yiwei, let's go." Meng Sheng exhaled slightly, "There are wandering rocs here, don't get too involved with the True Spirit, just go to the True Spirit Ancient City."
"Okay, Brother Meng." Yu Yiwei nodded, and suddenly changed the subject, "So many years have passed, those seniors..."
After hearing this, Meng Sheng's cold and resolute face finally changed. He said in a deep voice: "The Mo family said that the old senior took the blame for us and went to the Immortal Prison."
"Then..."
"Okay, Yiwei!" Meng Sheng suddenly raised his voice, and his eyes showed an emotion that had not appeared for a long time, anger, "Even if the old senior is no longer here, I will complete his unfinished work."
He clenched his fists quietly, and the absolute fear and hatred in his heart never disappeared. Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance, he Meng Sheng will come to kill the sky in person in the future! For the creator of his realm, to seek justice for his hometown!
Meng Sheng's cold eyes gradually softened. He seemed to see a tall figure. It was an old senior with a gentle heart, the immortal sage he respected most in his life.
He bowed slightly to the sky, then his eyes darkened, and he disappeared with Yu Yiwei in an instant.
The surrounding land was devastated, the road was chaotic, and the vitality was blurred...