I Shall Seal the Heavens Chapter 652: You chakra!

As soon as this voice appeared, Meng Hao's whole body was instantly swollen, and there was an inexplicable feeling. It filled the whole body instantly, as if touched by a pair of cold ancient hands on his neck.

It even has a decaying atmosphere, filled with all directions, and even ... the boat they are in, at this moment, seems to be passing by, and in a blink of an eye, it is like a thousand years passed.

As for the people on the boat, all pale and trembling, showing unprecedented fear, even if they did not know what Huangquan Youlun was before, but the strangeness of this scene made them immediately understand that this is a crisis of life and death !!

And the three old men, the fear in their hearts has reached pinnacle, now spread all cultivation base, and even swallowed some medicinal pills, urging the boat, whistling forward at extremely fast speed.

Meng Hao breathes deeply, the cultivation base in the body runs, and this dissipates the cold feeling. One of the three elders around him, hissing now.

"Don't look back, everyone, don't look back!"

"On Huangquan Road, do n’t look back. Once you look back, there is no end!"

Some of the others on the boat originally had to look back subconsciously. When they heard the old man's words, they immediately shook one by one and sat up straight, so they didn't dare to turn back.

When Meng Hao flashed his eyes, he felt the emptiness of behind's stillness, and there was a whining sound, as if there were countless people crying, and it was colder all around, but Yu Guang could see , There are strands of white mist, like hair, spreading from behind, waving around.

"My Word ... the end can be ..." with a rotten voice. When it comes again. Seems closer.

Meng Hao. Gradually showing the cold and severe awn, he stood on the bow of the ship, although he did not turn back, but the momentum of his body has become more and more grim.

The speed of the boat is getting faster and faster, but everything around it is still, it seems that the speed of the boat is even faster. Can't escape the tangling of the white silk thread, and this silk thread is spreading more and more around.

As if this boat is frozen in a picture, everything in the picture is static, so this boat, even if the three old men have tried their best, actually, in this picture, they are motionless. .

The smell of decay. As they approached, it seemed that the three old men's mouth was in the round. Are getting closer.

The years of the boat have begun to accelerate, and even the people on the boat are shaking, as if signs of vitality wither.

Mr. Despair.

Meng Hao in silence, lifted his right foot, and stepped gently towards the boat, immediately his cultivation base burst into the boat, and the boat blasted, the plywood around it exploded directly, but with this At the same time, an unprecedented speed broke out. rumbled went straight ahead and flew away.

The speed is as if to break away from this still world. The three old breathes deeplys show hope in their expressions and cooperate fully to finally let the boat, as if in the picture, start to move forward, making the surrounding still picture. There was a flow.

This is a kind of impetus formed by confrontation with natural law around this speed after reaching a certain level. The void flows, and the stillness seems to be slowly broken. Seeing that the speed of this flow is getting faster and faster, suddenly, Meng Hao's There was a sigh in my ear.

"Hao'er ... All these years, you are all right ... At that time, your mother did not agree, it was for the father ... insisted so, don't blame her ..." This is the voice of a middle-aged man, which contains endlessness Meng Hao's body shook suddenly when it was introduced into the ears of Meng Hao.

This voice remains in his memory. Even after many years, he still faintly remembers that this is his father's voice!

Meng Hao is silent, without turning back, speeding up, the stillness and rapid flow around, and even the white hair around it gradually leaned back, as if the boat was about to escape.

But at this time, another voice echoed in Meng Hao's ear.

"Hao'er ... Do you ... remember your mother ... Look back, let your mother look at you for so many years ... We have been missing you."

Meng Hao's body shook again, and his head was slightly tilted, showing complex meaning. After a few breaths, he did not turn back and fully controlled the boat. The boat banged and the tip of the boat rushed in. To the outside of the still picture.

The front of Meng Hao is the edge of the picture. In a blink of an eye, he can burst out.

"You heart, obsession." The voice came out again, this time, not the voice of his parents in his memory, but the rotten old voice of ancient.

The voice also has a meaning of confusion, and it seems to bring an infinite obsession.

"On Huangquan Road, you are one of the many sentient beings that the old man met. Your obsession ... the old man can be satisfied. When you look back, you will see what your parents used to be."

Meng Hao's whole body cultivation base suddenly stopped, instead of pouring into the boat, but standing on the bow of the boat, in front of him is the edge of the picture. After stepping out, you can leave this place.

He clearly knew that if he turned back, there would be an accident, but he was still quoted as reacted.

No one heard the words coming into the ears of Meng Hao, including the three old men. At this moment, everyone is shaking, as if losing their minds. Only Meng Hao has his sobriety.

He smiled suddenly in silence, with a free and easy smile and a sublimated Will whispered.

"Why not turn around."

"practicing, in my life, I cultivate the heart, walk the way, understand the reason, and do the truth."

"If I do n’t dare to look back, how can I cultivate my mind." Meng Hao both eyes revealed bright glow, turned around, and looked at behind.

He saw it at a glance. In behind, there are countless white wires. These white wires are gently brushed on the boat. It seems to be tangled but not tangled. At the end of these hairs, it is a huge boat. ferry!

This boat is as large as a thousand feet in size, filled with the feeling of ancient, as if I do not know how many years have existed, and it is more broken, as if undergoing the baptism of war.

At the bow of the boat, there is a figure, wearing a dark armor all over, can't see clearly, but can only feel that the Fleshly Body of the armor has been withered for many years.

And this white silk is his hair!

When Meng Hao looked at him, he looked up and looked at Meng Hao.

The moment they stared at each other, Meng Hao burst into his head. Then, for some reason, a picture suddenly appeared in his eyes. In that picture, there was a mouthful of coffin with nine butterflies carved on it.

This coffin exists on an endless battlefield, and the colors around it are monotonic, leaving only black and white.

The screen appears to be just a few breaths away, and then dissipates instantly. Meng Hao breathes quickly and suddenly wakes up.

"His ... Dao Seed ..." The old man in the armor, softly to open mouth, his voice is still hoarse, echoing slowly.

"For many years, all sentient beings, the old man saw his almost countless Dao Seed ... Only you, it seems a little different."

"Let's go." Wearing armor, sitting cross-legged on the boat, like an elder who will never stand up, with a touch of memory, when to open mouth, the white silk wrapped around the Meng Hao boat slowly recovered, and with this At the same time, the battleship of ancient also slowly moved backward, gradually illusory, as if to return to nothingness.

And the stillness around, also slowly recovered at this moment.

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Meng Hao sounded to open mouth, and a word came out.

"The promise of the predecessors has not been fulfilled!" Meng Hao As soon as the utterance came out, it was immediately rested around, and instantly re-solidified. The battleship where the old man was was also stopped for a while, and the feeling of decay and ancient was suddenly lost. Intense and intense.

On the boat, sitting cross-legged there, the old man in armor, took a deep look at Meng Hao.

This glance seems to contain the change of the whole world, including the alternation of time and time. When reflected in the eyes of Meng Hao, Meng Hao's mind is rumbled again.

This time, the picture that appeared before him was Mount Daqing!

Out of Mount Daqing, the purple wind whistles, the fog rolls in, flooding Mount Daqing, and gradually covering the Yunjie County below the mountain.

In the county, the lights of the family went out at once. Only the family ... the lights flickered. You can see that there is a middle-aged man standing by the window of this family.

I don't know what to think, and then the sound of crying came out from the room. Through the gap between the door and the window, you can see that it was the back of a woman who was hugging a child and was crying.

Children both eyes is very agile, but at this moment there is confusion and confusion.

When the purple wind blows the purple fog and drowns the entire Yunjie County, the sky was originally night, but suddenly the purple sun appeared!

The purple sun emits indescribable coercion, and it only appears in this Yunjie County.

At this moment, the door was pushed open. The middle-aged man had just appeared, was immediately covered by the purple mist, and walked into the mist. Then, the woman wiped away her tears and glanced deeply at the child. When he turned around, he went out.

In the moment she walked out, Meng Hao saw her look clearly.

That is a beautiful woman with tenderness and tears at the moment. There seems to be a lot of perseverance, but there is no way but to walk into the mist and leave the house. For this scene, fear , Fear, dazed, helpless children.

"Daddy ..."

"Mother ..." The child became more frightened, ran out, entered the mist, and shouted loudly.

"Daddy ... mother ... you are there, I'm afraid ..." The child's voice was tender and trembling, as if afraid of this scene to pinnacle, the wind around it was very cold, and the fog around it covered everything, But it couldn't stop the children's call. In this mist, it spread farther and farther.

The crying voice of the child was mixed with the call. When he ran, he fell, broke his knees, broke his clothes, messed his hair, and when his tears slipped, he just wanted to find his father and mother, but he didn't notice. In his behind, in the mist, a black ghost claw stretched out, went straight to the child's head, and grabbed it. (To be continued ...)