I Shall Seal the Heavens

Han Bei took a deep breath, and a hint of excitement flashed through his eyes. When he lifted his right hand, a piece of crescent-shaped ancient jade flew out. This jade was green and black. It didn't look like something that was often played with by people. On the contrary, it seemed to be hidden in an ancient tomb. After seeing the sun, the jade absorbed too much yin and death, so it became its current color.

At this moment, the ancient crescent moon jade flew out, and suddenly emitted a bright light in the mid-air. After the light covered the surrounding area, everyone immediately saw that the light was like a wave, twisted, and went straight to the crack exposed on the big cauldron. It actually extended along the crack and entered the cauldron.

"The remaining two volumes of time and time are inside!" Han Bei cheered up, and immediately flew to the front. Xie Jie, the middle-aged woman surnamed Li, Xu Youdao, and the gray-robed monk flew out immediately.

Meng Hao followed suit, and the six of them turned into rainbows and flew straight up, constantly approaching the majestic cauldron. The closer they got, the more indescribable pressure would permeate the cauldron, and the cauldron seemed to grow bigger and bigger in everyone's eyes.

A moment later, when the six people approached the crack of the cauldron, they all stopped and stopped moving when they saw the canyon-like crack in front of them. Through the crack, they could see the darkness inside the cauldron.

And at the edge of the crack, there is a trace of mist. The mist is very thin, but it completely covers the crack.

When it was approaching, Xie Jie raised his right hand and patted the storage bag. Immediately, a green light flew out of it, turning into a small green-haired beast. The beast swayed and went straight to the crack.

Everyone watching this scene became more cautious.

"This place needs someone with strong spiritual sense to break it open, so that the remaining rift here can be opened and closed before we can step in." Han Bei first raised his head as if looking at the sky, as if counting the time, then turned his head to look at Meng Hao.

Not only her, but the rest of the people also set their eyes on Meng Hao. Obviously, the battle between Meng Hao and the woman surnamed Li, the strength of their spiritual consciousness left a deep impression on them.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't be joking. This cauldron has been forged for a long time, and the breath alone is already extraordinary. Even if it is broken, it is definitely not something that Meng can shake and suppress." Meng Hao's face darkened, and he said bluntly.

"Fellow Daoist Meng misunderstood, how can my little sister know that this cauldron is not something that can be shaken by my cultivation, I have a family heirloom here that can counteract the cracked energy of this cauldron. It is just for fellow daoist to use spiritual knowledge to control it. Unfold its power to open and close the breath of this crack.

Therefore, things can only be used by one person, and Daoist Meng's spiritual consciousness is the strongest among us, and I hope you can help me. After stepping into this cauldron, there are still some areas that don't need fellow daoist Meng to take action.

In addition, although my cultivation level is not enough,

But this fan has a spirit, and it can release a power far beyond our cultivation in a short period of time as long as it is activated. It is a treasure specially refined by my Han family for this place. "Han Bei opened his mouth quickly. When speaking, he raised his right hand to pat the storage bag, and took out a palm-sized fan. This fan has only three feathers, each of which has densely packed small runes.

Meng Hao's expression was slightly relaxed, he glanced at the fan, and after a while of contemplation, he raised his right hand to grab the void, and immediately the fan came straight towards Meng Hao. Meng Hao's eyes flashed across it, and he pressed it in front of him without touching it.

After looking carefully, Meng Hao pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Seeing that Meng Hao agreed, Han Bei heaved a sigh of relief, and took a few steps back with everyone, not standing behind Meng Hao, but standing where he could see them, so as not to cause misunderstandings.

Meng Hao's expression was not revealing, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly dispersed. Immediately after the dispersion, the five people around him, including Han Bei, all concentrated their attention and felt Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness. Just this slight spread was comparable to their own, and they couldn't help but pay more attention to Meng Hao.

Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness emerged directly, blended into the fan and checked again, and after confirming that there was only one mark belonging to Han Bei in the fan, he looked up at the crack in the cauldron.

A moment later, he suddenly raised his right hand and swung it away. With a surge of spiritual consciousness, the fan instantly burned like a flame. The three feathers squirmed strangely, and a whirlwind quickly appeared around Meng Hao.

With Meng Hao's waving, the whirlwind left Meng Hao's body in an instant, and went straight to the mist in the crack. It approached instantly, and the whistling sound reverberated, as if hitting the mist in the crack, causing the mist to roll up slowly at once, as if they could cancel each other out.

"Indeed, it can be counteracted, but it takes a lot of effort." Meng Hao saw the mist in the crack of the cauldron. At this moment, it seemed to be regenerated, and it returned to its original state. He pondered for a moment, raised his right hand, and the spiritual consciousness spread out again. This time, when the spiritual consciousness, which was stronger than before, radiated from Meng Hao, the burning power of the fan was even more astonishing, and even two-colored flames appeared!

The five people around him all shrank their eyes at this moment. They sensed that Meng Hao's spiritual awareness was nearly double that of before, which shocked them all, especially Han Bei, who looked at Meng Hao with seriousness and fear.

At the same time, Meng Hao's spiritual consciousness was quickly pulled into the fan as if being sucked out, but he was always vigilant, and if there were any signs of uncontrollable signs, he would immediately cut off the connection of the spiritual consciousness.

The whirlwind appeared and became stronger and stronger, and within a few hours of whistling, Meng Hao's figure could hardly be seen clearly. The moment everyone looked intently, Meng Hao slammed forward with his right hand.

Under this fan, one feather of that fan directly turned into fly ash, and the second feather also began to collapse, but the wind was so strong that it made a loud roar and went straight to the cracked mist. Even the moment it touched, the third feather of the fan in Meng Hao's hand also turned into fly ash.

The entire treasure fan was shattered immediately. Although Han Bei was heartbroken, he immediately stared at the crack, success or failure, only this time.

boom!

The loud noise shook the sky, and the huge vortex of wind immediately collided with the mist, and as they continuously canceled each other, a gap suddenly appeared from the thin mist.

Almost at the moment when the gap appeared, an indescribably cold aura emerged directly from the gap, from the cauldron, and instantly swept past everyone like a gust of wind.

It was like opening a certain door that had been closed for a long time. At this moment when the door opened, the breath that was blown out contained the years. When sweeping across the crowd, the six people including Meng Hao all retreated in unison. If it's just that, it's fine, but within these cold years, there seems to be some kind of memory. When the six people pervaded, in front of their eyes, there appeared a scene of this place as if it didn't know how many years ago.

In the picture, there is an earth-shattering bronze tripod, standing on the ground, and the sky is red. A series of astonishing lightning bolts. It fell with a bang. He kept chopping the tripod, as if he wanted to destroy the bronze tripod between heaven and earth.

But there seemed to be a sense of unwillingness in this cauldron. Amidst the roar of lightning, it actually rose slowly into the sky. Even in the red sky, there seemed to be an invisible vortex, which turned into a blurry world. This tripod was going to rise against the sky, and go to the blurry world in the vortex during the catastrophe.

Even on this land, there are nearly ten million or even more figures at this moment. These figures were half kneeling on the ground one by one, uttering scripture-like voices, chanting continuously, the sound waves seemed to merge together and turned into one voice. When the reverberation fell into Meng Hao's ears, he immediately thought of nearly a thousand disciples of the Qingluo Sect, who were lying cross-legged on the ground, chanting the scriptures. It sounded...even though they couldn't hear the specifics, they felt exactly the same.

"You intend the sky to replace the starry sky, so that the dome will cover my eyes, the trees will not be built smoothly, and the starry sky will collapse. Although my lord is sleeping, how can he coexist with the surname Ji!" Going to see each other's hearts shocked.

But Meng Hao was the only one who was closer to the big cauldron in terms of distance, and was the first to touch the wind of time blowing out, so he saw more of this picture than the other five. When the picture disappeared in front of everyone else's eyes, Meng Hao still saw the picture.

In the picture, the bronze cauldron is lifted into the sky, but the thunder in the red sky is almost condensed at this moment. Including an unknown number of lightning bolts, it suddenly turned into a huge spear. At first glance, this spear looks like a tooth, surrounded by amazing lightning, and rushes straight to the cauldron with a roar.

During the roar, the bronze cauldron vibrated violently, and a huge crack was directly pierced and opened. The cauldron could not be lifted into the air, and fell straight to the ground. When it landed on the ground with a bang, a second sound came out. It was a low voice, as if with a sigh, slowly came out from the bronze cauldron.

"Since you don't want me to leave with this cauldron, then... I will sleep here forever and watch the day you fall."

In the picture, at this moment, Fang disappeared from Meng Hao's eyes. He took a deep breath and looked at the cauldron when he raised his head. He saw that the cracks in the cauldron were quickly healed, and the gaps exposed by the mist were now healed.

Han Bei looked anxious, without hesitation at this moment, his body suddenly flew up, and went straight to the crack. The eyes of the others flickered, and at this moment, without saying a word, they roared and went straight to the crack.

Meng Hao was the closest. At this moment, his eyes flashed brightly, and his body flew out quickly. He rushed into the crack with everyone in an instant. The moment he stepped into the crack and into the cauldron, he clearly felt that the copper mirror in the Qiankun bag suddenly became hot.

Now is not the time to check, Meng Hao just walked through the crack and stepped into the cauldron, what he saw was a world of lightning and thunder.

Inside the cauldron, about tens of thousands of feet in size, there are innumerable roaring lightning bolts, and those lightning bolts descend continuously, like a pool of thunder, making the place dazzling like a scorching sun.

But before everyone had time to see the world inside the cauldron, a shrill scream came from among them.

The middle-aged woman surnamed Li was the last one to come in, but the moment she stepped in, a bolt of lightning crashed down at an indescribable speed, and struck directly on her body. In the midst of the roar, the woman only let out a scream, and immediately her whole body was turned into fly ash, including the storage bag, all shattered into nothingness.

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In the dead of night, people are writing books at the desk, but Hongxiu is already asleep, and only Ergen is writing his own madness in this quiet night.

His eyes are bloodshot, the room is full of smoke, there are several empty cans of refreshing drinks on the table, he is wearing pajamas, and there is a burning cigarette butt between his fingers.

You are in the dream, I am outside the dream, my fight, I only hope you can see it.

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