In this way, if you don't have the strength to ride the dust, it would be a fool's dream to get the flame that broke the ban.

Even though he might encounter an opponent of the Feather Power level in the next area, Meng Chuan didn't care very much.

He turned back to the Jiang family disciple who looked nervous and said, "Since you can't walk between the two areas casually, and you are just a grandmaster, don't go forward with me." ”

"You wait in this place for the time being, and after I find Jiang Qiudao when I go back, I will find a way to take you all out. ”

"You hide here, don't be found by other feathering powers that pass through. ”

The disciples of the Jiang family were relieved, looked at Meng Chuan, and said goodbye.

Before leaving, the disciples of the Jiang family also gave Meng Chuan a little bit of flame that they had collected, although the number was not much, but Liao was better than nothing.

After settling this Jiang family disciple, Meng Chuan took a deep breath and stepped across this boundary, suddenly feeling a sinking on his body.

It's just that Meng Chuan didn't obviously can't straighten his waist like that creature, and the million-ton weight is nothing to Meng Chuan, he just feels like his shoulders are sinking.

Meng Chuan moved his fists and feet, and it didn't take long for him to get used to this shackle.

The creature on the side was really a little surprised, it had just raised its head with difficulty, and only then did it clearly know how far it was from Meng Chuan.

"Let's go, continue to lead the way, and follow me through the area. Meng Chuan beckoned the creature to leave with him.

But the creature took a few steps and sat on the ground, wiped the sweat from his neck, waved his hand, and said, "No, no, it's really inconvenient for me to move in this place......

"I really can't walk, even if you want to kill me, I have nothing to say. ”

The creature said to itself, it was a psychic being, and it was indeed difficult to move forward under the shackles of millions of tons.

Meng Chuan thought about it and simply let it go, and didn't take its life.

Meng Chuan knew that even if he didn't kill it, there would definitely be a feather power that crossed over from other regions to wipe it out.

In this Youzhou City, everyone fights for the flame that breaks the ban, and only the strong can survive.

Whether it is life or death depends on the creation of this living being.

The million-ton shackles were nothing for Meng Chuan, and Meng Chuan did not stop for a moment, and found the skeletons of many white-bone soldiers along the way.

At the same time, there are also the corpses of several immortal cultivators who entered the tomb of the Human Emperor, looking at the clothes of these people, some are guards from the Han Dynasty, some are disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect, and even the Jiang family holy land, the East China Sea Jiao Clan, and the Kunlun Sword Palace have corpses left here.

What is a little shocking is that all the corpses were tortured and killed by people with a strange technique.

These corpses were all covered with skin and bones, the blood in their bodies had been drained, their eye sockets were deeply sunken and their teeth were exposed, and they were just a thin layer of yellow skin from the white bone soldiers, and they really couldn't tell which group of people they were without looking at their clothes.

Meng Chuan turned one of the bodies over and found that there were no wounds on the surface of his body.

This kind of exercise is generally a magic skill, and although the people in these super Dao systems who entered the tomb of the Human Emperor also have demon beasts, they have not heard of anyone cultivating this kind of magic skill.

Meng Chuan thought about it for a long time, but he didn't confirm who the feathering power was in this area.

He walked around the place and didn't find anyone, it seemed that the feathered power that had been teleported here had already gone on a killing spree, slaughtering all the people and bone soldiers here, and then crossing and leaving.

Meng Chuan simply didn't waste any more time and continued to the next area.

As he passed through the next area, Meng Chuan felt that the pressure on his body had skyrocketed, not just a million tons like just now.

This time, Meng Chuan could clearly feel that the pressure on his body had increased to the level of tens of millions of tons.

It seems that the weight of the shackles on the body will increase by a factor of ten at a time when each area is traversed.

The original million-ton base is already capable of crushing a psychic person, and each time it crosses this weight, it will increase tenfold, which is really a bit terrifying.

Meng Chuan took a little time to get used to the weight again.

Shouldering tens of millions of tons of pressure, Meng Chuan would leave a large and deep footprint on the ground with each foot, but his speed still did not slow down.

Meng Chuan traveled all the way through this area, and this time he was lucky, this area was no longer a borderland, and soon he heard someone laughing as if no one was around.

On a low hill, surrounded by the devastation of battle.

A tiger-headed demon beast carried a nine-ring broadsword on its shoulder, holding the head of a human immortal cultivator in its hand.

This human immortal cultivator has a lot of background, he is one of the masters of the eighteen Yan Yun Orders, and the sect master of the Vast Sect.

Although when it comes to strength, he is far from being able to follow

Compared with the second prince of the martial family and Jiang Qiudao, who is a saint-level figure, but he is also an old feather power, and under his leadership, the Vast Sect has stepped into the threshold of the super Dao system with half a foot, and even Ma Bowen will not look down on him.

And this tiger-headed demon who killed him is also not small, it is also one of the owners of the eighteen Yanyun Orders, and it is a big demon who came out of the northeast border of China, calling himself Wang Shanhou.

These two of them are both veteran feather powers, and their strength should be between them, but I don't know why, it seems that the process of Wang Shanhou killing the sect master in the vast is not effortless.

There is also a big demon with a fox wolf head next to Wang Shanhou, although his strength has just entered the Tongshen Realm, it is not very powerful, but its identity is not ordinary, and it is one of Wang Shanhou's right-hand men.

Wang Shanhou had all the flames of the Sect Master in the Vast Realm as his own, and the flames in his hands were already quite vigorous.

"Congratulations to the king!" the fox wolf demon was full of flattery, his paws pinched diligently on the shoulders of the monkey, and his sharp nails were carefully tucked into the furry paws.

"The sect master of this vast sect can also be regarded as a figure, but he still died under the sword of the king!"

"Hahahaha......" Wang Shanhou half leaned on the slope and looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had returned to his own mountain, shaking the hillside trembling.

It patted the fox wolf demon on the shoulder with his backhand, and seemed to be in a good mood: "It's not all your kid who is clever enough to come up with this kind of countermeasure." ”

"It's a blessing that that random teleportation formation has teleported both of you and me here. ”

"Thanks to you figuring out the rules here, let me wait for the rabbit, and wait here for the feathering power to cross over, so that we can use the home advantage to kill them!"

"If it was usual, where would the sect master of this vast sect be so easy to kill?"

"Yes," the fox wolf demon's voice was so thick that it seemed to have sand in its mouth, but he wanted to pinch his tone like a eunuch: "We only need to squat here with two more feather powers, and we can break the prohibition of the forbidden space, board that teleportation array, and the creation of this human emperor's tomb will all belong to you, the king!"

In the battle between the feathering powers, once the strength is between the two, then any slight change will become an important factor in determining the victory or defeat.

The weight of one million tons is certainly not as difficult to move as a psychic for the Feather Power, but it is also a weight that cannot be ignored.

Carrying this weight on your back against opponents of the same level and losing is a sure thing.

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