"Meng Hao..." The patron ancestor gritted his teeth, feeling very aggrieved and deeply regretful. If he had known this earlier, he would have tried to comfort Meng Hao no matter what he said before.

But he never expected that Meng Hao could be so ruthless. He could only be ruthless, but he actually had the Qiankun Bag. He could actually step into the tenth level of Qi Condensation to compete with him for spiritual energy.

This scene has made the Patriarch almost want to cry. At this moment, gritting his teeth, he felt a rare uneasiness in his heart. He always remembered the requirement of the Demon-Sealing Ancient Jade. It cannot be moved unless it is at the thirteenth level of Qi Condensation.

When several old immortals said this, he felt very contemptuous in his heart, thinking that the Demon Sealing Sect was breaking the inheritance. But now that he saw that Meng Hao was about to step into the eleventh floor, he immediately felt uneasy.

Extremely nervous.

But now he has no other choice. He can only continue to absorb spiritual energy under gritted teeth. This is the only thing he can do. He must absorb more and faster than Meng Hao. He strives to restore the compass in his hand quickly, and strives to let Meng Hao recover quickly.

Hao can't continue to improve.

The spiritual energy penetrated the earth and turned red when it penetrated into the compass, as if as the spiritual energy penetrated, it took away some substance that existed in the earth.

"Damn it Meng Hao, ancestor, didn't I just detoxify you? Didn't I just give you a low-grade spiritual stone? As for that, as for that, I am your ancestor after all." The patron ancestor was extremely worried.

Wronged.

At this moment, Meng Hao's body was roaring. With the influx of 20% of the spiritual energy, although his body was shaking, he felt an even stronger physical change. What changed this time was actually his Danhai, his Danhai.

It was even more majestic, and the meridians in his body actually became much thicker at this moment. Until there was a bang in his mind, he clearly felt as if he had broken through some kind of realm.

Eleven levels of Qi Condensation!

His alchemy sea is so big that it spreads almost all over his body. This level of alchemy sea is simply impossible to appear in the condensed energy. The majestic degree of the alchemy sea will also determine a monk's future development and lasting combat power.

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It can be said that if Meng Hao can build a foundation with such a sea of ​​pills, then although the difficulty of building a foundation will still become greater, but... once he succeeds, he will be nearly twice as powerful as his peers!

The eleventh level of Qi Condensation is no longer about refining the body, but about expanding the Dan Hai!

The expansion of the Dan Sea caused Meng Hao's whole body to roar, and majestic spiritual energy emerged like a sea, making the waves in his Dan Sea surge into the sky and roll endlessly.

Until Meng Hao opened his eyes, he took a deep breath, and the sound of just breathing in was like muffled thunder. He stood up, his eyes revealed, and with persistence, he took one step forward, two steps forward.

, three steps!

Until he stood next to the seven oil lamps and within reach, the spiritual energy he could absorb was already 30% of the seven oil lamps!

Thirty percent may not seem like much, but in fact, Meng Hao is competing with his patron ancestor. If not for the fact that the tenth level of Qi Condensation is not recognized by heaven and earth, making this level capable of taking over the creation of heaven and earth, otherwise, with his cultivation level,

This simply cannot be done.

"Meng Hao, are you done..." Patriarch Patriarch saw Meng Hao stand up and take three more steps, and immediately became more nervous, because once Meng Hao reached the twelfth level, he would be far away from the Demon Sealing Ancient Jade's requirements.

Qualification is one step closer!

"Thank you, ancestor, for your help. It's almost over." Meng Hao said calmly, closed his eyes, and absorbed the spiritual energy again into his body. With a roar, his cultivation level went from the eleventh level of Qi Condensation to the twelfth level of Qi Condensation.

layer.

Since ancient times, no one has ever stepped into... the twelfth level of Qi Condensation!

The moment he stepped into the twelfth level of Qi Condensation, Meng Hao's mind immediately felt an unprecedented sting. With the sting, his spiritual consciousness did not change, but at this moment, his mind felt as if it was being torn apart.

, it feels as if... a small stream has opened up!

That is... the sea of ​​consciousness!!

The sea of ​​consciousness that only foundation-building monks can possess!

After ancient times, when monks broke through from Qi Condensation and stepped into Foundation Building, they would create something out of nothing and open up a sea of ​​consciousness. This sea of ​​consciousness will not be too big. Depending on the difference in basic qualifications and the difference in skills, the size of the sea of ​​consciousness will be different.

The larger the sea of ​​consciousness, the greater the potential, and even the more majestic the spiritual consciousness.

But in ancient times, when monks practiced, they could build a foundation at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, but most of them wanted to build a foundation at the twelfth level of Qi Condensation, because the twelfth level of Qi Condensation could first open the sea of ​​consciousness. Once you build a foundation at this level,

Foundation, then after building the foundation, you will gain the sea of ​​consciousness, which will far exceed that of others!

In today's world of cultivation, Meng Hao can be said to be the first monk to step into the twelfth level of Qi Condensation. If this matter were publicized, it would definitely cause a sensation in the entire world of cultivation.

At this moment, it had already caused a sensation in the backing ancestor. He looked at Meng Hao blankly. He clearly saw the process of Meng Hao stepping from the ninth level of Qi Condensation to the twelfth level of Qi Condensation. He was speechless at this moment.

"... According to ancient legends, the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation is the thirteenth level, but even in ancient times, it was rare for anyone to reach it. It is said that this thirteenth level of Qi Condensation is related to creation, and can... change the qualifications of a monk!

Although there are not many changes, qualifications are born from heaven and earth. Even a slight change is against heaven!" the patron ancestor murmured.

"I don't remember how many years ago, that old immortal guy from the Demon Sealing Sect praised me for my good luck... But compared to this kid, he is the lucky one. This kid is so lucky. Damn it, how can I provoke him?

Got such a thing!"

Just as the Patriarch was whispering, Meng Hao's eyes opened again, with a profound light in his eyes. His mind was tingling, but in this tingling, Meng Hao felt a sense of clarity that he had never experienced before.

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It was as if the world was different in his eyes, but Meng Hao couldn't describe what was different. He just felt that the whole world suddenly seemed to have some colors that he could not see before.

At the same time, the huge suction force in his body was gradually showing signs of dissipating. It was as if the amount of spiritual energy that Meng Hao's body could bear at this moment had reached its limit, so his body stopped absorbing it on its own.

As a result, the aura of the seven oil lamps gradually changed from 30% to 20%, and even to 10%.

This scene made Meng Hao frown. He clearly felt that his cultivation seemed to have not yet reached the peak of Qi Condensation. It seemed that... there was still a layer of barrier. Once this barrier was broken, it would be the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation.

This feeling is very strong, but at this moment the suction in the body is about to dissipate, it seems that this barrier will exist forever and cannot be broken through.

"Haha, let me just say, it was rare for anyone to reach the thirteenth level of Qi Condensation in ancient times. There are even rumors that there is no such level in the Qi Condensation realm, and the 12th level of Qi Condensation is the limit.

Meng Hao, don't try it anymore, retreat quickly, don't delay the ancestor's plan, wait for me to go out and see how I deal with you, you little bastard just needs a beating!" The patron ancestor immediately became energetic and said loudly.

He smiled and secretly said that although Meng Hao had absorbed some, it was actually not a lot. He could still barely support the development of his plan, and as long as he did not reach the thirteenth level, he would not be qualified to possess the Demon-Sealing Ancient Jade.

"It seems that this boy's luck is just a little better." The Patriarch was even more proud, but at this moment, Meng Hao's eyes flashed. He had a persistent personality. Now that he had reached the twelfth level of Qi Condensation, he had already seen

He would try his best to break through that barrier.

"The suction in the body has decreased...how to make it continue to increase..." Meng Hao's mind was racing with thoughts, his eyes flashed suddenly, he raised his right hand and slapped it on the storage bag, and immediately two wooden swords flew out with a roar.

Staring at the wooden sword, Meng Hao gritted his teeth. In an instant, one of the wooden swords went straight towards Meng Hao. When the Patriarch was stunned, he immediately saw that the wooden sword made more than ten scratches on Meng Hao's body.

The wound continues without pause.

Meng Hao gritted his teeth and endured the blood marks caused by the wooden sword scratching his body. His eyes showed persistence. As blood marks appeared one after another, and as the blood overflowed, Meng Hao immediately noticed that the spiritual power in his body was flowing along the wounds on his body.

Keep dispersing.

What he wants is this!

As the spiritual power dissipated, the suction force in Meng Hao's body that was about to lose suddenly became stronger again after a sudden pause. The appearance of this scene made Meng Hao feel certain in his heart. He controlled another wooden sword, making the two

He wrapped the wooden sword around Meng Hao's body and opened one wound after another. In the blink of an eye, he had nearly a hundred sword wounds on his body!

Such an injury caused a large amount of spiritual power to escape from Meng Hao's body, but it also caused the suction force inside his body to suddenly become stronger and stronger.

The Patriarch was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Meng Hao to have such a method. Even he, looking at the dense wounds and blood on Meng Hao's body and the persistence in Meng Hao's eyes, could strongly feel the hidden hiddenness in Meng Hao's character.

The cruelty will not be revealed easily. Only by being cruel to yourself can you be cruel to others!

As the number of wounds increased, the suction force inside Meng Hao's body roared, causing the spiritual energy of the seven oil lamps to change from 10% to 30% again, and even faintly reached 40%. However, although spiritual energy continued to pour into Meng Hao's body,

But he still couldn't break through that barrier.

After a moment, Meng Hao suddenly smiled. The smile was cold. He raised his right hand, and a wooden sword whizzed towards him. As Meng Hao pressed it against his chest, the wooden sword flashed with cold light and penetrated directly through Meng Hao's chest.

When it passed through and stirred up a large amount of blood, blood also flowed out from the corner of Meng Hao's mouth. The spiritual power in his body dissipated several times in an instant, causing the suction force to suddenly increase several times in size at this moment.

At this moment, 50% of the aura of the seven oil lamps was tilted towards Meng Hao.

With a bang, Meng Hao used this majestic spiritual energy to hit the diaphragm. The diaphragm vibrated. Blood spurted out from the corner of Meng Hao's mouth. He swiped the wooden sword and penetrated through his body again. The spiritual energy of the seven oil lamps surged again.

, this time it reached 70%!

Meng Hao launched his second attack on the thirteenth level of Qi Condensation!

Time slowly passed, as more wounds appeared, and as Meng Hao's cruelty toward him gradually increased, his body trembled, and his vision blurred, but the aura of the seven oil lamps was now 90%

It surged toward him, making Meng Hao's body feel as if he was bathed in a thick spiritual energy.

"This is life-threatening..." At this scene, he saw the patron ancestor breathing rapidly and being stunned. At the same time, he was shocked by Meng Hao's persistence.

"I want to be strong, there is no reason, I just want to be strong!" Meng Hao was vaguely conscious, but the persistence in his mind made it so that even though he was like this at this moment, he still had no intention of stopping. Just like his whisper, he

, want to be strong!

Meng Hao must break through the thirteenth level of Qi Condensation!
Chapter completed!