As an important foundation of the family, the independent space that can cultivate a second-grade martial arts tree has always been hard to find, as can be seen from the fact that the auction has only a little potential to become a legendary.

The place where Xia Mu is standing now is the independent space of the Meng Clan, but this piece is not made of space equipment, but a fragment of the ruins embedded in the main world, with a radius of only a few hundred meters, and the origin is no longer traceable.

Meng was originally strengthened by the discovery of this fragment of the ruin, but as a fragment of the ruin, although the space here is relatively stable and has no portal, it is in a completely open state. As a foundation, it is completely a dead hole, and once it is taken advantage of by foreign enemies, the collapse of the Meng clan will be in an instant.

That's why there is this painstaking Qiankun buckle. It's just that how did the ghost king in front of him know about the existence of this space equipment? Could it be that there is a ghost in the house?

Of course, Xia Mu knew about the existence of Qiankun Buckle from the second-grade Feng Yangshu, but it was meaningless to the people of the Meng family.

"I've already given you what you want, so don't do it yet!"

"Okay!"

Even if he didn't urge Xia Mu, he wouldn't stand idly by, because he already sensed that after the raw coffin couldn't hold these people for a long time, the dead coffin could no longer be contained, and the puppets controlled by the outside world were likely to rush in. At that time, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be implicated, in fact, after he cut off the white threads that connected the maple trees, he had already been implicated. It's just that the two coffins don't want to destroy the balance of life and death that he has so hard to establish, so he hasn't let those people from the outside world in for a long time.

In this way, from the overall point of view, the entire Meng Mansion is controlled by the dead coffin above, and the outside is full of dead air and resentment, and in the independent space, with the help of the maple tree and the living coffin, it is an extremely rich vitality, so as to form a balance of life and death.

Xia Mu only thought that the two coffins were for revenge against the Meng clan at first, but this was only part of the truth, for the two coffins, the second grade martial arts tree did not know much, but fortunately, it was the same kind of thing, but it was more than Xia Mu, those white silk threads, in addition to extracting vitality from the maple tree, the other purpose was probably to borrow rebirth, and the flesh and soul of all the people in the Meng Mansion were just the nourishment for the resurrection of the two living trees.

Death is the great enemy of living beings, even the transcendent martial arts tree is no exception, such as the two living trees, a species that has insight into the power of life and death, because they understand death, so they are even more afraid. Therefore, compared to revenge, Liangshengmu wants to re-establish his life and death balance, and not be wiped out in the world.

If he had known this, Xia Mu might have helped him, compared to Meng's innate and second-grade maple trees, he was more familiar and sympathetic to Liangshengmu, and even had a seed of Liangshengmu on his body.

But not to mention that the evil method of borrowing rebirth does not please Xia Mu, just this resentment in the sky makes it impossible for Xia Mu to stand on the side of the two living trees, these grievances are mixed with the two living coffins, I am afraid that the resurrection will return to an evil thing like a hanging corpse tree. This is something that Natsuki cannot tolerate.

"So, I'm sorry this time, I hope you can like my compensation method."

Natsuki grabbed the witch, and before the white silk threads that spread touched Natsuki, they were torn to pieces by a black tiger soul.

Dragon Tiger Golden Bell Jar Plus Tiger Claw!

A lion's roar was like a bomb released at close range in front of the wizard, as if it detonated the air in front of him, and the wizard's ears jumped out of two blood flowers in unison, and he passed out at the same time. Natsuki stuffed him directly into the Qiankun buckle that had just arrived.

Of course, the loud noise also attracted the attention of the other two sides on the battlefield.

Meng's innate nature was overjoyed, they didn't expect Yan Luo to have such strength, not to mention how powerful that male witch's strength was, but they had already learned those white lines, any physical damage could be recovered at a very fast speed, even if the body was torn in two, it could be forcibly beaten.

It's just that Xia Mu sent out an inexplicable number from his mouth at the same time as he solved the wizard.

"Ten."

"Yama, come and help me hold back the fangs!"

"Okay, Natsuki promised very happily!"

"Wait! He just wants you to drag the Ghost King and then go get that coffin yourself, damn it, he won't care about us at all after he gets the coffin! Meng Shi scolded angrily.

"Meng Puhang! Isn't there anything wrong with this seat going to take this coffin? As long as you get the coffin, the weirdness here can naturally be solved, and you Meng Clan will only lose a coffin. ”

"How do you guarantee that when the coffin is controlled by you, the weirdness here will disappear? What if you also want to destroy us by the coffin? Yama Ghost King, you took our things, let's deal with these controlled puppets first, and finally solve the coffin problem. ”

"What you say makes a lot of sense, but I'm running out of time, so I'll follow the method of flying skull."

After Natsuki finished speaking, he greeted the fanged ghost king.

"What do you mean by that? Don't have time? Could it be that anything else has changed? Yama, speak clearly. ”

When Natsuki greeted the fanged ghost king, a figure broke in in an instant. The sedan chair that flew towards the coffin flew out again.

Seeing the person coming, Meng's innate was suddenly shocked.

"Ancestor!"

"Meng Feichan!"

The two parties reached a balance again, but Xia Mu sensed that with Meng Feichan's intrusion, there was a trace of obscurity in the transformation of life and death in the entire Meng Mansion.

Natsuki was waiting for this time, but before he did it again, he had to deal with the fangs in front of him first.

This ghost king, who was originally cultivated for no more than eighty years, has increased in strength after swallowing the long-tongued ghost, but it is by no means more than that, Xia Mu sensed the power of vitality from him, this is something that a ghost king can never have, or something that a ghost king at this stage cannot have.

Ghosts crave and hate life, but their essence is the product of death, and the balance between life and death is not at all something that the fanged ghost king can handle. So this power in him comes from the coffin.

Of course, understanding this doesn't have much effect on Xia Mu, the fanged ghost can fight with the flying skull, and naturally he can crush Xia Mu to death. On the one hand, Xia Mu is still wearing a ghost mask, and some methods are not easy to use, and on the other hand, he really can't beat it.

"Six.".

Xia Mu still had words in his mouth.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Meng Shi was very suspicious that Yan Luo had been controlled, otherwise why was it so weird?