"The supreme meaning of fairyland..."

"This Fang Hao has become a fairyland, one step faster, every step faster!"

"From now on, this person will be famous in the Ninth Mountain and Sea!" Everyone looked at Meng Hao's figure in the sky. At this moment, a common saying seemed to emerge in everyone's heart.

"This era belongs to him!" Everyone in the Ninth Mountain and Sea was deeply shaken when they saw with their own eyes that Meng Hao took six steps and the Immortal Palace was destroyed by 60,000 people.

At this moment, the collapse of the Immortal Palace became Meng Hao's foil, and the appearance of the Supreme Bridge became his background. Everything seemed to be just to make everyone remember Meng Hao's death at this moment.

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All the geniuses in the Ninth Mountain and Sea fell silent one by one. Even Wang Tengfei was silent for a moment. They all looked at Meng Hao's figure, watching as he walked past, the Immortal Palace was destroyed along the way.

Fang Wei's face was pale and bloodless. Meng Hao's immortal calamity shocked him. Meng Hao's method of overcoming the calamity shocked him, but he was still unwilling to give in.

"After opening the immortal gate, I'll see how many immortal veins you can open!" Fang Wei's eyes were red.

In the midst of all the attention, Meng Hao looked calm and took the seventh step. His body thumped and blood fell on his clothes. His face was pale. The Eternal Realm was recovering crazily, but he could not keep up with the Supreme Bridge.

Backlash, his feet trembled, but the fairy palace under his feet also trembled, and with a bang, ten thousand buildings were shattered again.

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Meng Hao was bloodshot. He no longer cared about the Immortal Palace. He was walking on this bridge, and on this former Supreme Bridge. In front of his eyes, people who walked on this bridge in the past seemed to appear.

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This is a bridge that once led people to the supreme. Although it is broken now, the supreme aura of this bridge still represents the glory of the past. Anyone who can walk on this bridge will feel that kind of

The highest of heaven and earth.

Meng Hao wiped away the blood, his hair flying. It was as if the years were going back in front of his eyes, and he vaguely saw the figures of strong men one after another appearing in front of him.

"I can do it too!" Meng Hao murmured, taking the eighth step.

The moment the eighth step fell, the Supreme Bridge was shaken, and another ten thousand immortal palaces below were destroyed. At this moment, only twenty thousand immortal palaces remained!

Step nine!

The world was trembling, and all the monks paying attention here in the Ninth Mountain and Sea were excited. They seemed to have returned to the feeling they had when they looked at Fang Mu during the trial of the Third Avenue Sect.

Now, this feeling appears again, I am still the same person!

They seemed to be suffocated, staring at Meng Hao intently. At this moment, everyone was waiting for the moment when Meng Hao walked across the Supreme Bridge, destroyed all the Immortal Palaces, and stood at the Immortal Gate.

Amidst the roar, the moment the Immortal Palace was wiped out by another ten thousand people, Meng Hao's eyes showed an astonishing fighting spirit and he took... the last step.

Step ten!

With one step, the last Ten Thousand Immortal Palace under the Supreme Bridge was shattered inch by inch and completely exploded. There seemed to be roars coming from the storm formed by countless fragments.

As if unwilling to disappear, unwilling to let Meng Hao achieve such a true immortal here!

But... no matter whether you approve it or not, at this moment, it seems that you have to approve it!

All the immortal palaces were shattered and dissipated. The Supreme Bridge at Meng Hao's feet also gradually dimmed and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Meng Hao's body was shocked, and the backlash broke out. Blood spurted out, and his body staggered, as if he was about to fall into the starry sky.

, but he was forced to hold it back, and his trembling body seemed to be about to collapse.

For him, the Supreme Bridge was a trump card. With Meng Hao's current level of cultivation, it was already the limit for him to be able to use it. He persisted for ten steps and crossed the Immortal Palace. He was seriously injured due to the backlash. If it were not for the support of his strong will

, I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish the walk.

But it's all worth it!

Meng Hao's eyes were filled with brilliant light. He raised his head. At this moment, he was standing under the majestic Immortal Sect!

At this moment, the hum that had been suppressed to the extreme erupted from the Fang family members, from Dongshengxing, and from the entire Ninth Mountain and Sea.

"Ten steps to destroy the Immortal Palace, this Fang Hao, he has become it!"

"The fairy clouds were completely blown away by him, and the fairy palace was completely collapsed by him. This kind of tribulation is unprecedented. He is worthy of Fang Mu!"

"Forced robbery, extremely tyrannical, could this be his way?!" The Fang family members were in an uproar, and the monks on Dongsheng Star were equally shocked.

They vaguely seemed to see the Tao in Meng Hao!

That is domineering. It seems that with Meng Hao, there is never anyone else in front of him. In other words, he does not think that anyone can stand in front of him forever, so his goal is always himself!

Don't pay attention to others, just surpass yourself.

Both his personality and his words seem to be a kind of illusion, but the real intention is exactly this kind of... domineering!

Great freedom, great freedom, still domineering!

The direct lineage was revitalized, the Fang family members were excited, and the Dongsheng Star exploded.

The other sects and families were all shaken to their souls at this moment by Meng Hao's tribulation.

"He walked to the Immortal Gate, and now all that is left in front of him is to push open the Immortal Gate!"

"Push the Immortal Gate, welcome the Immortal Light, and open the Immortal Veins!"

"How many pulses can he...can draw!!"

All the cultivators in the Ninth Mountain and Sea who pay attention to this place, whether they are geniuses or ancestors, are all guessing how many immortal veins Meng Hao can... once he opens!

"He has accumulated the foundation of the ten realms of immortals, and the number of immortal veins he has developed should be the ultimate ninety-nine!"

"Is it possible... that he can draw... a hundred immortal veins!"

As uproar spread throughout the Ninth Mountain and Sea, and as everyone's eyes focused on expectations, the question of how many pulses Meng Hao could draw had appeared in almost everyone's mind.

"How much can he shoot..." Fan Dong'er's eyes flashed with strange light, staring at the crystal.

Li Ling'er was silent, but she had an answer in her heart. She believed that Meng Hao could prescribe... Baimai!

Zhao Yifan, Tai Yangzi, Song Luodan, Sun Hai and others all had shortness of breath.

At this moment, due to Meng Hao's attention, even the little fat man, Chen Fan and others were paying attention to this scene in their respective sects.

On the southern star, Shui Dongliu raised his head with a smile on his face.

"His time has come...a true immortal."

In the tenement building, in front of Fang Xiufeng and his wife, there was a huge mirror. In the mirror, it was Dong Shengxing, none other than Meng Hao.

At this moment, on the Southern Star and the Blood Demon Mountain, the Blood Demon was filled with the aura of death. Suddenly, it seemed as if the light had returned, and a glimmer of life appeared.

"I...finally waited for this moment before death, the time to give you the final blessing." The vicissitudes of life's voice echoed.

In the Immortal Ancient Dojo, the place where the ancient temple once stood is now a deep pit, but under the pit, an old man appeared. He raised his head and looked at the starry sky. Beside him, there was a withered flower.

The other side of the flower, but in this withered, there seems to be a trace of life wandering around.

"Xianmai... you owe him a cause and effect, that's all, just pay it back." The old man murmured, his eyes falling on the dry Bianhua flower beside him.

In the Imperial Immortal Sect, there was a woman beside Sun Hai. This woman was staring at the void in front of her. Most of the disciples of the Imperial Immortal Sect were watching, looking at Meng Hao's figure in the scene in the void.

"Brother, we must open a hundred pulses!" This woman was Fang Yu. When she was muttering in her heart, she suddenly felt that Sun Hai was an eyesore and kicked Sun Hai hard. It hurt, but her face was full of pain.

He quickly showed his admiration and looked at Fang Yu.

"Dear, you can kick me a few more times, the harder the better..."

This expression and these words gave Fang Yu countless goosebumps all over his body.

Everyone is watching...

Meng Hao raised his head and looked at the huge immortal gate in front of him. Compared with this immortal gate, his figure was insignificant.

"The Immortal Sect..." Meng Hao murmured softly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. As the wounds in his body were recovering, he took a step forward, raised his right hand, and punched the huge Immortal Sect in front of him.

"Open!" Meng Hao's voice was like thunder. When the rumble spread, his fist touched the fairy gate. The roar shook the world. The fairy gate buzzed and vibrated, and a gap... opened in an instant.

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The moment the gap appeared, endless fairy light burst out directly from the gap, illuminating the sky and reflecting the starry sky.

The dazzling fairy light was released from the fairy gate at this moment, forming a vertical beam of light that instantly brightened the dark starry sky.

Although it was just a gap, a rich immortal energy emanated from this fairy light, heading straight for Meng Hao, pouring in crazily from all parts of Meng Hao's body.

Meng Hao's eyes shone brightly. At this moment, all the monks who were paying attention to this scene had their eyes focused. They were not worried that Meng Hao would not be able to open the Immortal Gate. In their opinion, the Immortal Gate would definitely open.

What they were concerned about was how many immortal veins Meng Hao could open after opening the immortal gate!

Meng Hao looked decisive. As the immortal energy blended in, the eight immortal veins in his body vibrated and turned into eight dragons, swimming around inside his body. They absorbed the immortal energy crazily and continued to grow stronger.

But just a gap is not enough.

Meng Hao's dharma form suddenly appeared behind him. His whole body was filled with light. He walked straight towards the Immortal Gate and transformed into a golden roc. Together with his dharma form, it crashed into the Immortal Gate.

"Open!" Meng Hao's voice came out, and the loud noise was loud. The moment he touched the immortal door, the door roared, and the gap... opened just a little bit more!

No matter how much fairy light there is, the fairy energy will be stronger!

At this moment, countless people were breathing heavily, watching Meng Hao go to blast the Immortal Sect.

Waves of counter-shock force emitted from the Immortal Sect, and poured into Meng Hao's body together with the Immortal Qi. Blood spilled from the corners of Meng Hao's mouth, but his eyes were even brighter.

When Meng Hao raised his right hand, one mountain after another transformed into an endless stream, heading straight for the Immortal Gate. With a sway, the blood demon's head condensed and struck headlong.

Behind him, there was a giant figure holding up the sky. A punch fell, the heaven and earth shook, and there was a roar in all directions. The fairy gate was slowly opening, with more and more light, and the fairy energy was getting stronger and stronger.

It seems that just one person can pass through this gap.
Chapter completed!