Fear suddenly permeated everyone's hearts.

The middle-aged man just glanced at them, and easily took off the Ghost King Seal that he had been holding in his hand and held it in front of him.

Suddenly, the Ten Halls Hades felt that the connection between the Ghost King Seal and himself had been cut off, and the divine consciousness attached to the Ghost King Seal was also directly erased by this person.

"This thing ......" the middle-aged man spoke slowly, speaking in a low voice, faintly with a smoky voice: "It's that person, right?"

"I remember when I was arrested, some of you were there. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man threw the Ghost King Seal aside, and the Ghost King Seal stayed firmly in mid-air, as if it was held up by an invisible big hand, and did not fall to the ground.

"I have been suppressed for nearly 20 years, and we will slowly settle this account. ”

After saying this, the middle-aged man's emotionless eyes looked at King Taishan and the other three

The middle-aged man flexed his fingers and flicked it lightly, and a white mist flew out of his hand, like a translucent ribbon, which looked extremely soft.

However, the Ten Palaces Hades felt great danger from this.

The Ghost King Seal could not be used, and the three Taishan King who were targeted were suddenly overwhelmed, and they could only sacrifice their magic weapons like a grasshopper shaking a tree to urge, wanting to try to resist the middle-aged man's blow.

The magic weapons of the three of them almost hit the stone with an egg, and before they could step forward, they were pierced by this immortal power, and they immediately fell apart and shattered on the spot.

This immortal power passed through their bodies without hindrance, easily turning all three of them into a blood mist.

Including King Qin Guang, all four Hades have died.

The other six people didn't even have life sharing, because they knew that even if they rescued King Qin Guang and King Taishan, they would still not be able to escape from this person's hands, and they would only waste their blood and qi in vain.

The other six Hades had already been completely frightened, and the disparity in strength made them have no intention of resisting.

After the six of them glanced at each other, their souls flew away, and they knelt on the ground trembling and didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"Immortal Master Meng, please let us live!"

The King of Equality said in a trembling voice, "The matter of arresting you was planned by the Lord Ghost King

As his subordinates, although we are involved, it is not our intention!"

"For the sake of us being just little people who can't get on the stage, please leave us a way out!"

"We will be cattle and horses in the next life, and we will repay you for not killing today!"

Under the sincere and frightened kneeling of the six people, the middle-aged man slowly got up, and in an instant, the immortal power around him surrounded him and lifted him, and the immortal power actually condensed into substance, turning into a light blue robe and wearing it on his body.

The robe was immortal, and there was a gossip pattern printed on the back, and I don't know what kind of sect it is.

After putting on his clothes, the middle-aged man didn't seem interested in looking at the six Hades kneeling on the ground at all, and waved his sleeves casually.

Another immortal power flew out of his sleeve, and the streamer flashed by, stroking towards the six Hades on the ground without the slightest stop.

This immortal power seemed to be extremely light, but when it slapped on the six people, they all spat blood and flew out, letting out a short and hoarse exclamation.

The six of them were already as weak as candle flames, and when they encountered such a heavy blow, they completely dispersed their last breath of life.

The six of them didn't struggle for long after falling heavily to the ground, and their last breath completely dissipated.

After doing all this, the middle-aged man's expression was not unusual, and he slowly turned to look at Meng Chuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, fighting against the dead qi in his body.

Of course, he knows everything Meng Chuan did. At this time, if he was willing, he could spend some effort to expel all the dead qi in Meng Chuan's body.

But when he realized that the dead qi was gradually absorbed by Meng Chuan's flesh and blood and turned into his own use, he decided not to meddle in his own affairs, but to stand by Meng Chuan's side like this to protect the Fa.

Meng Chuan was at a critical juncture in regulating the balance of the three forces in his body at this time, and he had no mind to care about everything that happened in the outside world.

The excess death qi had been looking for an opportunity to invade Meng Chuan's internal organs, and even the all-important Divine Sea, and he was trying to control and fuse it into his flesh and blood, merging with the other forces in his flesh and blood.

This process lasted for an hour.

In the end, Meng Chuan violently exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, spewing out a trace of excess dead air.

However, before Meng Chuan could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly realized that because he had absorbed the power of those dead qi and integrated it into his body, the body that had already been suppressed to the extreme had a tendency to be uncontrollable and about to break through.

This trend couldn't even be suppressed by Meng Chuan no matter how much he suppressed, because his realm had long been unable to improve even the slightest.

Although he couldn't wait to see if he was his father who he saved, but now that the situation was urgent, Meng Chuan could only choose to break through first and enter the Feather Realm.

Just when Meng Zhuang couldn't suppress his realm and wanted to let go and hit the Feather Transformation Realm, the middle-aged man who was protecting the Dharma next to him frowned slightly, stretched out his right hand, and left a line of golden mysterious symbols in mid-air, drawing a spell.

"Mending the Heavens. ”

The middle-aged man pointed this charm on Meng Chuan's eyebrows, and suddenly the charm disappeared in Meng Chuan's body, and the realm that he was restless and wanted to break through was actually controlled.

This kind of magic is extremely magical, just like a bucket of water is too full to be full, and Meng Chuan wants to pour another scoop of water into the bucket.

The scoop of water must have overflowed after adding it again, but at this time, the man stabilized the extra scoop of water and let it float above the level of the bucket.

The bucket is still the same bucket, and there is still so much water, and there is no waste in the slightest, but there is a balance between the two.

The overflowing water can wait for the capacity of Meng Chuan's bucket to increase before it is put into the bucket.

Meng Chuan had never seen such a technique, and he immediately felt that it was magical, even in the ancestral inheritance.

At the same time, Meng Chuan also noticed that this person didn't seem to want to break through the realm now, and the specific reason was unknown.

At this time, the dead qi of Huangquan Water had been perfectly controlled by Meng Chuan, and with the middle-aged man's Heavenly Mending Technique, Meng Chuan's physical condition gradually stabilized.

The middle-aged man pointed casually, and the immortal power on his body separated into wisps, shrouding Meng Chuan, whose clothes had already been corroded by the yellow spring water, and put on a gossip pale cyan robe that was the same as his own.

At this time, Meng Chuan finally couldn't wait to open his eyes and look at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Is that the familiar face that has always been in my heart and never forgotten?