He is not going to the battlefield. This incarnation does not have much fighting power and does not exist for a long time. The place he is going to is the cave where several other people who have descended from the Ninth Mountain and Sea are.

Similar arrangements are now being carried out in other countries, especially on the first mountain. There are four rainbows at this moment, heading straight towards the central battlefield.

Obviously, these sequences have understood that mortal battles are equally important!

Once it fails, once the national destiny dissipates, the protection will be reduced, and at that time... it will be extremely crisis!

In the Ninth Kingdom, among the mountains, there is a valley like a paradise. There are many monks inside and outside the valley. At this moment, they are looking at a middle-aged monk in front of them in shock.

This monk was one of the demon cultivators of the Ninth Sea. He was lying on a soft couch, surrounded by many female cultivators dancing gracefully. The sounds of musical instruments were lingering, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, making this place feel like a gentle land.

The demon cultivator let out a long sigh and looked at everything around him. Even now, he still can't fully adapt to it. Over the past month, he has seen everyone who is either afraid of him or crazy about him.

The feeling that just one word can make someone commit suicide in front of him, the kind of enjoyment that can make a stunning female nun walk charmingly in front of him with just one look, the kind of enjoyment that in a fit of anger, all life will be destroyed.

The trembling feeling, as if he was God's will, made him obsessed.

In the world of mountains and seas, in the Ninth Sea, he had no such experience at all, and could not even imagine such a thing, because there were too many people stronger than him.

Even in some remote places, he can achieve similar supremacy for a short period of time, but that is self-deception. A strong person will arrive at any time, and everything will be reduced to its original form.

But just like the wind realm is different, the mentality is completely different.

Although the pressure from heaven and earth was strong at that moment, and as a disciple of the Nine Seas God Realm, he vaguely understood his mission before arriving, he still couldn't help but be obsessed with the enjoyment of this wind realm.

Thinking of this, he raised the chin of a beautiful woman next to him with his right hand and looked at that moving face. Looking at the enthusiasm in her eyes, the middle-aged demon cultivator laughed and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.

He raised his head and saw a long rainbow coming from mid-air. When it appeared, it was Meng Hao's figure.

"Meng Hao!" The middle-aged demon cultivator shrank his eyes and stood up immediately, extremely alert. He also saw that what was coming was an incarnation, but even if it was an incarnation, it was still Meng Hao.

"Go to the central temple battlefield." Meng Hao didn't say much. There was only one sentence.

The middle-aged demon cultivator's face changed, looking ugly and angry.

"You have no right to order me!"

"But I have the strength to kill you!" Meng Hao said coldly, and his words were extremely cold. Even if his incarnation was weak, he could not do anything to this demon cultivator, but as long as he spoke it, he had the power to make people...

The evil spirit that cannot be doubted.

"Go, this is your mission here. I don't care how you enjoy it or how obsessed you are. But if you forget your mission, then there is no need for you to exist." After Meng Hao finished speaking, he turned around and turned into a rainbow.

Go away.

The middle-aged demon cultivator was silent for a moment, then roared to the sky. Even though he was angry, he couldn't help but go. His body suddenly flew up, and with the wave of his hand, clouds filled the air, and he headed straight for the central battlefield.

Meng Hao was not worried that the demon cultivator would not go. This demon cultivator was not the first one he found, but the second one. His appearance made the previous demon cultivator angry and fearful, and he had to go.

It is the second one. Like everyone, they are in their own world, like emperors, holding all the rights. It has only been a month, and they are already obsessed with it. This makes Meng Hao feel very scary. He feels that

As a monk, even if you are a demon cultivator, you will definitely not be affected by it within a month.

Even though many things will be impacted and subverted here, this time is still too short.

It seems that in this windy world, there is a strange power that invisibly amplifies everyone's emotions countless times, making them stronger and more obvious.

"Am I also affected?" Meng Hao asked himself, but had no answer. In a flash, he was speeding towards the next place where the demon cultivator was.

It was a city. It was not a big city. There was a blacksmith shop in the city. A big man, bare-chested, was forging iron. The sound of clanging echoed. The big man occasionally took out the iron to look at it, swung the hammer, and kept smashing it.

The weather was very hot, and there were not many people on the street. But the moment Meng Hao appeared, the big man suddenly froze, raised his head, looked at Meng Hao, and gave a bitter smile.

This man was none other than the extremely cunning and cunning man of physical cultivation of the demon cultivator lineage who had fought against Meng Hao.

"You don't have to come here in person. I know my mission. This knife has to be beaten. I'll go right away." The big man raised his right hand, grabbed the red soldering iron that he was hammering, and went deep into the cold water, making a clicking sound.

Suddenly came the news, and soon, when he raised his hand, a big knife full of pits, but full of evil energy, appeared in his hand.

"You are different from the other people." Meng Hao said calmly and glanced at the blacksmith shop. It was very ordinary and there was no luxury at all. Meng Hao could even tell that the people in this city had no idea what was happening in front of them.

The big man is an immortal.

"It's different. My body is stronger, so it's not easy to be satisfied." The strong man thought for a while, then threw the big knife out of the storage bag, grinned at Meng Hao, and walked forward.

The way he behaved at this moment was somewhat different from the one in Meng Hao's memory, which made Meng Hao take a few more glances.

"I hope you will always be like this." Meng Hao suddenly said.

"I hope so." The big man laughed, and his body suddenly flew up and flew straight into the distance. But soon, Meng Hao's eyes flashed and his body suddenly disappeared. When he appeared, he was behind the big man.

The big man seemed to be flying into the distance, but in fact, he was flying backwards, as if trying to escape. At this moment, he was blocked by Meng Hao, and he laughed.

"You took the wrong road, you really took the wrong road." The big man said, changed direction, and then went straight to the central area.

Meng Hao watched the figure of the big man in the distance gradually disappear. He looked at the blacksmith shop thoughtfully, and then left. He never forced people to go to the battlefield again, but in this ninth country, from other places.

Several people walked through the cave.

His incarnation is also slowly dissipating. Perhaps it is because of this that the traces are weak and difficult to detect.

He saw Beiyu. The place where Beiyu was turned into a sea of ​​flowers. There were countless monks and mortals there who had become flower farmers, and Beiyu was among the sea of ​​flowers, seeming to be practicing. It looked fine.

, but in fact, Meng Hao still saw signs that the * in her body was slowly being magnified.

He also saw Fan Dong'er. Fan Dong'er was very special. There was no one in her world, and Fan Dong'er herself chose to retreat and did not have any contact with the outside world.

Meng Hao looked outside Fan Dong'er's cave for a long time, thoughtfully, and then left.

Finally, when his incarnation was about to dissipate, he saw that apart from himself and Fan Donger, there was only one non-demon cultivator from the Nine Seas God Realm among the crowd. This was a young man who looked gentle and elegant.

But in his world, it has become a country of purgatory.

The mortals there are trembling. The monks there are fearful and are mining, and what is produced in this mine is actually fairy jade!

The moment he saw those immortal jades, Meng Hao's heart suddenly shook, and his breathing became rapid. A force seemed to appear from his mind, and at this moment, Meng Hao felt a desire to kill.

That young man had the urge to take all the fairy jade here as his own.

This impulse came very suddenly, but it was so strong that Meng Hao's eyes turned red, and his cultivation suddenly exploded. When he raised his right hand, a pressure suddenly came out, which immediately shook the hearts of all living beings on this earth, and even let out a roar.

From the ground came the figure of the young monk flying over suddenly.

"Meng Hao, what are you going to do!"

But almost as soon as the young man's voice came out, Meng Hao's incarnation actually collapsed on its own, turning into ashes and dissipating. This was not Meng Hao's intention, but this incarnation could not last long. The excitement of Meng Hao's cultivation had consumed all his energy.

The vitality then dissipated.

The young man was stunned for a moment, with a gloomy expression on his face. He glanced in the direction of Bai Feng Mountain, snorted coldly, and then returned to the underground.

On Bai Feng Mountain, Meng Hao's true form was sitting cross-legged next to the statue. At this moment, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned pale, and he suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of shock.

He immediately made a hand gesture with both hands, thus maintaining the continuous enlightenment. Otherwise, once it was interrupted, the source of his enlightenment would backfire, and not only his body and soul would be destroyed, but his own cultivation would also collapse.

This kind of realization cannot be interrupted. Being distracted and thinking for a short period of time is the limit.

"I feel like I'm being manipulated!!" Meng Hao was shocked in his heart.

"When I saw the piece of fairy jade, the impulse was so strong that it was unbelievable... The most terrifying thing was that at that moment, I didn't even realize that I was going to struggle." Meng Hao took a deep breath, and he suddenly felt that the wind world

, with a sense of mystery, he even quickly realized that he might have been affected before, after entering the Rufeng Realm, and there were some changes that he didn't even notice.

It seemed that his heart had become colder and a little different from before... Thinking of this, Meng Hao's body trembled.

"The * was magnified countless times... Fortunately, it was the incarnation and collapsed on its own. If it was the original body..." Meng Hao could not imagine what the consequences would be.

In silence, he was immersed in insights again, but his vigilance reached an extremely high level.

The mortal battlefield in the central area eased due to the addition of the three demon cultivators. However, soon, monks from other countries joined in, and the war suddenly became more chaotic. The ups and downs of the national destiny of the Ninth Kingdom were once again affected.

The blow caused the tower's blood light to remain at its lowest level.

It was at this time... on the eighth mountain, the skinny young man surrounded by white bones and shadows suddenly stood up from the mountain of his kingdom. He was the first person to complete the enlightenment of one hundred origins.

He actually didn't continue to comprehend, but looked sharply towards the Ninth Kingdom, with strong murderous intent in his eyes.

"Meng Hao, surnamed Meng... This surname disgusts me!" He swayed and suddenly flew out from the top of the mountain, heading straight for the Ninth Kingdom with murderous intent.

"Forget it, I will be the first to kill you, seize the mark, destroy the sequence, and achieve my name as Han Qinglei!!"

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This is a long overdue breakout. I have been away from home for the past ten days or so. It is my limit to update twice a day. Sorry, I will break out tomorrow!
Chapter completed!