"How is this possible? You carry tens of millions of tons of weight, but I am not your opponent yet......" Wang Shanhou did not believe this fact at all, and every time he said a word, the blood in his mouth was about to spill out.

Meng Chuan smiled slightly, curled his fingers, and a thin line of blood was hooked out: "Why do I have to explain so much to you, believe it or not." ”

Then Meng Chuan flicked his fingers, and this blood qi passed through the center of Wang Zhonghou's eyebrows like a flying needle.

Wang Shanhou Shenhai was pierced by a needle, fell on his back, and at the same time, the body that maintained his human form also began to collapse and transform, gradually turning into a colorful tiger ten meters away.

When the blood qi flew back again, it was still carrying a cluster of flames collected by Wang Shanhou.

As a result, the flames controlled by Meng Chuan more than doubled.

In this way, even if Meng Chuan collected the flames in the three areas, the number of flames still did not meet the requirements for breaking the ban on the air.

It seemed that he still needed to enter the next area, Meng Chuan shook his head.

However, Meng Chuan set his sights on Wang Shanhou's corpse again.

Wang Zhonghou is a big demon at the feather level, and the rarity of this level of demon beast is no less than that of a heavenly treasure.

And Meng Chuan has just broken through the Feather Realm, and he still needs to launch an attack on the Ascending Immortal Realm, of course, this delicacy cannot be missed.

Meng Chuan put his fingers together, waved them away, and cut them along the root of the tiger's thigh.

This tiger leg was thrown by Meng Chuan in front of the fox wolf demon who was trembling and even forgot to escape, so frightened that he screamed, and sat on the ground with weak limbs.

Meng Chuan put all the remaining corpses of Wang Shanhou into Ji Dingzhong, then sat down cross-legged, and ordered the fox wolf demon: "You, bake this thing for me." ”

“...... Huh? roasted ...... Roasted?" The fox wolf and the big demon trembled, and they were really at a loss, and they almost cried.

"He's the king of our family, if I roast him after he knows he's dead, then he'll have to peel me off when he returns to the cave!"

Meng Chuan didn't use immortal qi to kill Wang Shanhou just now, so Wang Shanhou should have come back from the dead at this time.

Even if this body is dead, it should not be insulted, if Wang Shanhou knew that the fox wolf roasted his leg, he could indeed eat his little brother alive.

But what does this have to do with Meng Chuan?

Meng Chuan's eyes were slightly closed, and his tone was irresistible

"Either you roast him, or I'll roast you, the choice is yours." ”

The fox wolf demon was excited, and he could only cry without tears and carried Wang Shanhou's giant legs: "Okay, good, I'll roast ......."

The fox wolf was cramping and peeling the barbecue grill, while chanting in his mouth as if chanting the good of his king.

After chattering for about an hour, the fox wolf demon lifted the tiger leg with burnt yellow skin and oily skin, and respectfully brought it to Meng Chuan.

I don't know how long it has been in the tomb of the human emperor, although Meng Chuan, as a feather power, is not hungry, but he does want to eat something.

Meng Chuan ignored the fox wolf's saliva that spilled to the corners of his mouth, and devoured all the tiger legs in his envious gaze, before getting up and preparing to leave and enter the next area.

Before leaving, Meng Chuan told the fox wolf demon that if any other feathering power came here to look for flames, let him tell the other party his whereabouts.

Instead of taking the initiative to find others, it is more convenient for others to find themselves.

How dare the fox wolf demon disobey, he hurriedly agreed, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Meng Chuan leave, glad that he was not eaten as a side dish.

Meng Chuan crossed to another area again, and sure enough, the weight on his body increased from 10 million tons to almost 100 million tons.

At this moment, Meng Chuan also felt obvious discomfort, and it took a while before he could barely adapt to this weight.

Later, Meng Chuan searched in this area, but found that this place had already been looted.

Moreover, the dried corpse that had been sucked up from the flesh that had appeared before reappeared, and it seemed that people who knew this kind of magic had also come here.

In this way, this person has also crossed at least three areas, and the weight of his body has also reached the level of 100 million tons.

The strength of this person should definitely not be underestimated.

Meng Chuan didn't say a word, and after confirming that the feathering power in this place had crossed to other areas, he left again.

The eighteen areas in Youzhou City are estimated to have become a pot of porridge at this time.

Even if the random teleportation formation deliberately dispersed all the masters into eighteen areas, at this time, everyone should collect as many flames as possible in the area, and then start to cross the area to find the whereabouts of the flames.

Of course, those who lacked strength in this process would be killed, so the number of people entering the tomb of the Human Emperor had begun to decrease sharply in Youzhou City.

At least in the few areas that Meng Chuan crossed, it can be seen that in addition to those who he deliberately let go, many of the corpses were brought by various forces.

They were not strong enough and were eliminated in the first round.

Other feathering powers also have a great attrition, and if they don't have the ability to defy the sky here, they won't be able to go to the end at all.

The fight between the various forces in the tomb of the human emperor has already begun.

Meng Chuan wasn't even sure if there were more than ten Feather Powers in this Youzhou City.

Therefore, after Meng Chuan crossed to the next area again, he still found that this area was swept away, and there was no one left.

At this time, the weight of Meng Chuan's body had reached one billion tons.

This weight is enough to crush a powerful feather power, if it was a psychic person, the body would have exploded long ago, and there would not even be scum left.

Even Meng Chuan felt extremely difficult to carry this weight.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but feel a little helpless, saying that his luck was too bad, spanning so many areas, but he was always preempted by others, but he was empty.

Others crossing two or three areas are already the limit, and they have to continue to walk after crossing so many areas.

As the battle for flames in Youzhou City became white-hot, there must be more and more vacuum areas in this area, and Meng Chuan couldn't guarantee that he would gain anything if he went to the next area.

But he is not a person who will only wait for the rabbit, and it is in line with his character to take the initiative.

So Meng Chuan took a short rest and continued to cross towards the next area.

By this time, the weight on his shoulders had reached 10 billion tons.

Circling Meng Chuan, under the pressure of this weight for a period of time, it is inevitable that sweat will seep out of his body, and his every move will be greatly restricted.

But isn't this a kind of cultivation? If it's a normal time, where can you find tens of billions of tons of things to hang on your body to hone yourself?

Now the weight on Meng Chuan's body is equivalent to carrying half of Mount Tai.

If you multiply this weight tenfold, you have already touched Meng Chuan's limit. At that time, if he encounters an opponent at the level of the Holy Son, he will really be a little tricky.

However, to Meng Chuan's surprise, as soon as he entered this area this time, he heard the sound of fighting, and the sound source was not far away.