The eighth taboo, the technique of body taboo, is also called the taboo of self-cultivation!

The seventh ban is the ban on cause and effect!

The sixth ban is the ban on life and death!

In Meng Hao's mind, the three major taboos of the demon seal that he had learned emerged. Each taboo has its own special features, and each taboo is comparable to a powerful secret method!

At this moment, Meng Hao deeply understood the horror of the demon-sealing lineage. He even felt that the Ji family's Karma Taboo was very likely to be imitated from the Seventh Taboo. ≤

"I wonder what kind of forbidden law the fifth forbidden law is!" Meng Hao's eyes brightened, he took a deep breath, and ignored Fang Daohong. As soon as his spiritual thoughts came out, the soldiers immediately leapt up and went straight to the top of the mountain. This trapped

Fang Daohong's formation immediately collapsed under the impact of the soldiers.

When Fang Daohong saw this scene, his heart trembled. He suddenly felt that his previous choice was extremely wise, and he quickly followed behind Meng Hao.

After reaching the top of the mountain, Meng Hao saw the stone wall carved with a half-moon. When he looked at it this time, the imprint of the half-moon in his mind became more and more profound. There was actually a half-moon faintly appearing between his eyebrows.

"The secret method of Ming Yue!!" Fang Daohong also saw this scene and said in a voice. Then he immediately thought that Meng Hao had passed through seven mountains before, and his eyes suddenly showed strong envy.

"Is Ming Yue very powerful?" Meng Hao asked.

"The ancestor of the generation has five great methods and three secret methods, and Ming Yue is one of the three secret methods." Fang Daohong explained quickly.

"This Ming Yue, with the advanced level of cultivation, when it explodes, the sun changes and the moon changes, it can explode several times the power of cultivation, which is a trump card!"

"Within the entire family, the Ming Yue Secret Technique cannot be obtained unless it has made a huge contribution. In the entire family, there are only a handful of people who have mastered this secret technique!" Fang Daohong said, his envy unknowingly revealed.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed slightly, he smiled, and when he looked towards the ninth mountain, there was expectation in his eyes. The soldiers took him straight to the ninth mountain, and Fang Daohong hurriedly followed behind.

Along the way, he was breathing rapidly, and finally understood why Meng Hao went from the first mountain to the eighth mountain so fast. The family's guardian statue was simply running rampant, crushing directly regardless of any obstacles in front.

A few hours later, when Meng Hao arrived at the ninth mountain, he saw all the ferocious beasts with thick hair on this mountain. They all looked miserable and had red eyes, chasing and killing parrots.

The parrots kept flying, sometimes shouting, and were extremely excited. Occasionally, they turned into a rainbow and rushed into the herd, and then flew out with satisfaction and howled loudly.

The cheerful look made Meng Hao somewhat sympathize with the ferocious beasts in the Ninth Mountain. A parrot had previously led the way away from the ferocious beasts, and Meng Hao reached the top of the Ninth Mountain easily.

When he was at the top of the mountain, he saw the last stone wall. The moment he saw the half-moon on the stone wall, Meng Hao's mind went crazy.

On his eyebrows, a mark of one and a half months appeared. This mark flashed a few times and then slowly disappeared. But in Meng Hao's mind, the image of this half month seemed to be eternally imprinted there, with bursts of brightness.

Enlightenment, comes to mind.

After a long time, when Meng Hao opened his eyes, his whole aura seemed to be a little different. He slowly raised his left hand, and a half-moon appeared between his eyebrows. Then, a black circle appeared in Meng Hao's hand.

moon!

The appearance of this moon made Fang Daohong's expression full of emotion, but in the next moment, he opened his eyes wide because in Meng Hao's hand, in addition to the black moon,... another ball of light appeared.

This ball of light was white, like the sun, and reflected by the black moon, surrounding the palm of Meng Hao's hand, black and white, sun and moon, at this moment, erupted with an astonishing pressure.

Even Fang Daohong shrank his eyes after feeling the pressure.

"Combining spells, he actually knows how to combine spells. Only by extinguishing many soul lamps can he touch the original changes and have the shadow of the great road emerge in his heart. Only in this way can he combine spells to make them stronger.

But he... can actually combine it now, he is not even a real fairyland, how can he have the shadow of the great road in his heart!"

Fang Daohong found it unbelievable. This combination of techniques was explained in many aspects and was extremely complicated. He didn't know much about it, but he only knew that it was related to the Shadow of the Dao, and even related to the legendary origin.

Meng Hao looked at the sun and moon on his right hand. After pondering for a moment, his mind moved. Immediately, a small mountain appeared on both sides of the sun and moon.

It was the projection of the Ninth Mountain that Meng Hao saw on that boat as if he was dreamwalking.

The shadow of the Ninth Mountain seems powerful, but in fact, it is no longer powerful enough for the current Meng Hao. But now that it appears, it seems to comply with some mysterious rules. Surrounded by the sun and moon, it actually

A stronger momentum broke out.

This momentum was so strong that Fang Daohong took a breath and his expression immediately changed.

"This... this... this is a second combination. What kind of evildoer is this? He can actually combine spells with this level of cultivation! How many shadows of the great avenue are there in his heart..." Fang Daohong gasped.

Tone, the shadow of the great road, is a mysterious realization. Even at his level, one has not yet appeared in his heart, but now he is watching Meng Hao helplessly, and the shadow of the great road appears one after another, which makes him unbelievable.

What frightened him even more was that he actually felt a hint of threat on the Nine Mountains of Sun and Moon!!

Fang Daohong breathed rapidly and his eyes went straight, but then, when he saw Meng Hao thinking again, his heart suddenly lurched.

"Could it be that...he...he can still make this technique...three combinations?" Fang Daohong had such a shocking idea in his mind.

As soon as this idea appeared, in Meng Hao's hand, black and white suddenly appeared again outside the sun and moon in the Nine Mountains, turning into two beads, surrounding them silently.

Nine mountains are in the middle, the sun and moon are the inner ring, and the two beads are the outer ring. They do not interfere with each other and rotate with each other, forming a bright scene.

A stronger aura than before suddenly erupted on the Nine Mountains, Sun and Moon.

But after only holding on for one breath, the two black and white beads dissipated, the nine mountains shattered, the sun and moon dimmed, Meng Hao frowned and began to ponder.

He didn't notice that at this moment, Fang Daohong was completely frightened by Meng Hao's actions. He was stunned and his mind was buzzing.

"Three combinations...really three times..."

At that moment, the breath from the sun and moon on the Nine Mountains made him feel frightened. He was a strong man in the ancient realm, and he felt frightened by the magic of a near-immortal monk. It was unprecedented for him!

"He is not a true immortal yet, but he should be soon... Once he becomes a true immortal, how many pulses will he open? At least ninety or more!" Fang Daohong took a deep breath, and when he looked at Meng Hao, he understood deeply,

Why did Fang Xiushan want to kill Fang Hao in front of him at all costs?

"This person is a monster..."

While Meng Hao was thinking about it, he was about to continue trying, but at this moment, the call from the demon-sealing lineage became stronger than ever before, emerging and reverberating in his heart.

Meng Hao put down his right hand, slowly raised his head, stood on the top of the ninth mountain, and looked into the distance.

He could see this location at a glance. Behind the distant mountains, there was a huge area. The ground there was dark and the sky seemed to be split. It was daytime in other places, but there, it was night.

In this dark night, in the center of the black earth, there was a figure sitting cross-legged. It was a young man with a pale face and flowing hair. He was wearing a robe. Around him, there were countless corpses, and each of these corpses had distorted expressions.

It seems that he endured unimaginable pain before his death.

There are men and women, some are monks, some have animal bodies, and there are even some that look strange and extremely ferocious, as if they are not creatures of the Nine Mountains.

The clothes were all very ancient. Meng Hao had seen such ancient clothes before. He had seen them in the illusion of the Immortal Ancient Dojo!

He had seen the arrival of nine suns and nine butterflies in the sky that seemed to be a war!

A sense of vicissitudes of life was very strong in this young man, and around him, there were countless cracks of nothingness. These cracks were like open mouths, sometimes closing, sometimes appearing, densely packed, existing in this area.

As many as one hundred thousand.

The young man was surrounded by these cracks. When Meng Hao looked at him, he was also staring at Meng Hao, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Come..." The soft voice seemed to have traveled through the void, floated from the years, and penetrated into Meng Hao's ears.

Meng Hao's body shook violently. When he looked again, he saw no figure anywhere in that area. It was completely empty, with only cracks in the void and not a single figure.

It’s as if everything before was an illusion!

There was just a huge stone monument standing in the dark night in that area. The area was far away, but Meng Hao could still feel the majesty of the stone monument, and there was something that only he could clearly see... rolling

Demonic spirit!

This evil spirit is too strong and affects the heaven and earth, so it is different from the outside world and has eternal night.

Meng Hao was silent, and glanced at Fang Daohong seemingly casually. He was sure that what he saw was something that Fang Daohong could not see. Meng Hao stood on the top of the mountain, and after pondering for half a stick of incense, determination appeared in his eyes.

Without any further hesitation, as soon as Meng Hao's spiritual thoughts came out, the eyes of the soldiers under him immediately revealed a cold light, and took Meng Hao one step forward. With a bang, it turned into a meteor and rushed forward.

Fang Daohong followed, galloping all the way.

A few hours later, darkness approached in front of Meng Hao. The area filled with more than a hundred thousand void cracks was right in front of him. When he stood on the edge, he seemed to be standing in the middle of the day. Taking a step forward, there was

dark night.

There were bursts of sobbing sounds coming from the dark night and echoing outside.

Almost at the moment Meng Hao stood here, the feeling of calling suddenly became strong in Meng Hao's mind. It was as if an invisible hand penetrated deep into Meng Hao's chest and grabbed Meng Hao's heart, causing him to breathe quickly. When he raised his head,

, his eyes traveled through many cracks in the void, and once again saw the figure of the young man sitting cross-legged in the center of this area.

This young man couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice echoed in Meng Hao's mind.

"Come……"

"The inheritor of the Demon Sealing lineage...come..."
Chapter completed!