"How dare you!!" In the sky of the Eighth Kingdom, dark clouds rolled in. Millions of dead souls pulled the chariot, and the roar swept across the vastness. It was like the prelude to the night, and the fourth mountain sequence on the chariot came with a roar.

Lin Cong, like the great emperor representing death, wields the power of the underworld, and his voice spreads in all directions like thunder.

Meng Hao looked calm, but he had a clear understanding in his heart. In the realm of immortality, he thought that he had reached the level closest to the peak. But until after the battle with Han Qinglei, Meng Hao discovered that everyone has different abilities to become a Sequence.

Chance and good fortune cannot be compared with other monks. It can be said that the sequence has its own direction and is unique. Even...each sequence is different.

Different roads, different sequences!

The road Han Qinglei walked was quite complicated, whether it was white bones or blue thunder, he had not yet found the path that truly belonged to him, so even if he was on the road, even if he was very strong, he would still be defeated in front of Meng Hao, once

Defeat, fail every time.

Because of Meng Hao, he already had his own path to immortality, which was the strongest legendary path to Luotian since ancient times.

The overwhelming momentum of the fourth mountain sequence now clearly has its own path.

Meng Hao didn't understand anything, and he didn't need to understand it!

Even though Luo Tianxian's path was already a legend in the ancient Supreme Immortal Realm, after all, after so many years, other immortal paths would inevitably appear in other mountains and seas, trying to become stronger.

"Perhaps it has something to do with the Supreme Dharma. Otherwise, why can only one who has clearly understood the Supreme Dharma be designated as a sequence? Or maybe... the existence of the sequence itself. In addition to completing the plan of Supreme Haimeng, there is another use. Go and take a look.

.Which path... can lead to the most powerful Supreme Emperor!" Meng Hao was not completely sure about his judgment, but he was still sixty-seven percent certain.

"However, no matter what immortal path these sequences take, in front of my road, there will be... no way to go. Even if you go on forcefully, you will find that Luo Tian's immortal path is... the strongest!

I will defeat them one by one and let them understand this!" Meng Hao's eyes flashed, revealing a gleam of brilliance and strong self-confidence.

He believes that he... will go further, and Luo Tianxian is... the strongest immortal path!

These thoughts flashed through his mind. Meng Hao stopped thinking. He looked back at the fourth mountain sequence in the sky and the millions of dead souls. His right hand, like lightning, directly touched the ball in the statue's hand.

The fire that represents the mark of the world!

The moment his hand touched the ball of fire, it was caught in his hand. The moment he picked it up, a roar came from the sky, but then...at the central temple, a bright light burst into the sky.

Get up and head straight to the sky.

The power of this light is earth-shaking. It is more powerful than Meng Hao who broke through the limitations of his predecessors, and it is more powerful than Han Qinglei who was the first to understand the origin of the hundred paths!

This strong light was thousands of feet in size, and it rushed towards the sky during the bombardment. From a distance, it looked like a huge pillar, supporting the sky and the earth. No matter where it was in the wind world, at this moment,

You can see this bright light!

The entire ground of Rufeng Realm is shaking and the sky is roaring. This momentum is unprecedentedly strong, exceeding the previous two times by far. It can even be said that there is no comparison between the two sides.

One was as thick as a bamboo stick, and the other was as thick as an arm. This difference was shocking to hear, and it even formed a thunderous sound, exploding directly in the minds of every monk in the entire Rufeng Realm.

As the roaring sound reverberated, even the faces of everyone on the battlefield in the central temple changed drastically. They all looked up in shock and looked at the astonishing beam of light, which tore the sky apart and formed a huge vortex.

Meng Hao stood next to the statue, holding the world mark of the Eighth Kingdom in his hand, looking up at the whirlpool, with a faint sneer on his face.

"Sure enough, as I judged, the first one to obtain the world mark of another country will definitely break the limitations of the previous ones, and blessings will come to him!"

This is where Meng Hao's confidence lies and why he was calm before. No matter who Han Qinglei attracts or what plans Han Qinglei has, Meng Hao believes that since he is the first to realize that the National Games will be blessed, he is the first to realize the origin of the Hundred Paths.

There are also blessings, so compared to these, if you are the first to take away the world mark of another country, the blessings for this matter will be stronger and more.

All this seemed quite short, but it happened in an instant. Lin Cong, the sequence of the Eighth Mountain, was still in the air at this moment. He was also shaken by this scene and couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky.

In the sky above the central temple, the vortex expanded in the blink of an eye. In just a few breaths, it was like the veil of the sky was lifted, revealing another world to everyone's eyes.

It was a world that had appeared twice before. In this world, it was full of mountains and numerous statues. If you look closely, you would see that each one occupies half of it.

In this world, there are four statues and five mountains, which are the most conspicuous. Those four statues are the tallest statues in this world. Compared with them, other statues are like children!

And those five mountains are also the top of the world in this world. It seems that no one has ever been able to conquer them and turn them from mountains into statues. These four statues and five mountains contain indescribable fluctuations.

, there seems to be an infinite force flowing within it. Once it disperses, the color of the world will change.

Surrounded by mountains, among countless statues, these four statues and five mountains are extremely obvious, as if they are the core. But at this moment, the first statue roared at this moment, and the mountain-like statue collapsed directly, leaving countless rubbles.

When it fell off, a new statue suddenly replaced the previous one and stood in place!

This statue...is none other than Meng Hao!

At this moment, Meng Hao's appearance was clearly seen by everyone in the Rufeng Realm. Unlike the first time he broke through the limitations of his predecessors, the statue this time was that of the sky.

On top of the world!

It attracts everyone’s attention and shocks the whole world!

"Meng Hao of the Ninth Kingdom broke the record of his predecessors, defeated Han Qinglei of the Eighth Kingdom, and won the World Mark of the Eighth Kingdom. This time, the first person in Rufeng Realm to obtain two World Marks will be rewarded with 20% of Rufeng Realm's energy.

Good luck!"

The vicissitudes of the cold voice suddenly echoed throughout the Rufeng Realm, causing everyone who heard it to take a breath and reveal a sense of shock. This was different from the previous two rewards for opening the firmament world. Those two times,

This time, it actually rewards 20% of the luck of the entire Rufeng Realm!

Twenty percent of the luck in the Rufeng Realm lies in one person. It is difficult to express this concept in detail. But to put it another way, it is as if Meng Hao has become the favorite of the Rufeng Realm in the Rufeng Realm.

Same.

20% luck... It can be said that instead of confronting the enemy, there is a certain possibility that the thunder will come directly and kill his enemy!

And once this kind of luck reaches 100%...

Then even if Meng Hao is a mortal who doesn't know any magic, he will still be the master in this wind-like world.

During the roar, an invisible storm appeared around Meng Hao. This storm was invisible to outsiders, but only Meng Hao could feel it.

His heart was shaken, and at this moment, he seemed to hear countless voices, which were the voices and prayers of countless sentient beings over the years in the Rufeng Realm.

At the same time, Meng Hao felt strongly that the rejection between him and the Wind Realm completely disappeared at this moment. Not only was there no more rejection, there was even a sense of recognition, which made him and the Wind Realm form a bond.

Some kind of strange connection.

Such a connection made Meng Hao breathe quickly. He had a premonition that with this connection, he would be able to realize the origin more smoothly. This was the second one. He even sensed some kind of will coming from the wind realm.

What made Meng Hao take a deep breath was the kindness and protection shown to him by the entire Rufeng Realm within this will!!

Meng Hao closed his eyes, and he used all his mind to feel like the wind in this storm.

At this moment, the strongest member of the First Kingdom, he suddenly opened his eyes from his cross-legged position, his eyes showed rare solemnity, and he looked directly into the distance.

"Luck actually rewards luck. It's different from what we knew before!!" When the sequence of the first mountain muttered, several monks around him also looked extremely solemn.

The same goes for the second country!

But in the third country, the national destiny mountain of the third country is not the third mountain sequence, but the middle-aged man with the same sequence mark on his eyebrows frowned at this moment.

"I want to lead the entire Rufeng Realm to rise. As the former and only master of the Rufeng Realm, why should you stop me?" The middle-aged man murmured coldly, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

The third country is special, as for the fifth country, the sixth country, the seventh country...

At this moment, all the sequences and monks were shaken by this reward. At the same time, Meng Hao's name was even more impressive in their hearts, even to an extremely high level.

"Three times I broke the limit, twice it was him!" In the sixth country, a woman was galloping forward. Her face was a little pale, and behind her, there were more people chasing her.

While galloping, the woman looked up at Meng Hao's statue in the sky, with anticipation in her eyes.

"Almost, I have a hunch that we will meet soon, Meng Hao... Are you the one I'm waiting for... If you are, I will help you become the strongest sequence. This is my mission...

If you are not, then I can only choose the sequence of the first mountain." The woman murmured softly.

This woman is none other than Xue'er, the descendant of ancient immortals.

At this moment that shocked the whole world, in the Eighth Kingdom, in a mortal city, in a house, there was a scholar who was reading. He seemed to be reading, but in fact his body was trembling slightly.

He can feel everything in the outside world, and it can even be said that all changes outside are directly related to him!

After a while, he put down the bamboo book in his hand. When he raised his head, he looked at the sky outside the window. His face was uncertain, as if hesitating and sighing.

"Meng Hao... So this is the reason why you are calm. You were sure that you would be rewarded like the Wind Realm!"
Chapter completed!