If you talk about the previous Revenant Pan, it looks like it gives people an eerie feeling.

Then the advanced Thousand Soul Pan at this moment gives people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

Inserted on the flag, some black copper balls that resemble skulls turn into a sharp spear.

It looks like a spear, and it's a spear with a black flag.

There were originally a lot of runes on the Pan Banner, but they also gathered into a rune.

When the power of the prohibition overflowed from it, Meng Yang was instantly aware.

It turns out that the rune on the banner is a prohibition to prevent the souls of the dead souls from leaving.

Meng Yang had been somewhat curious about the runes on the Pan Banner before, but he didn't know that this rune was forbidden.

At this moment, after the Revenant Soul Pan was promoted to the Thousand Soul Pan, this rune prohibition was revealed, and it saved him from recondensing.

"However, it's still not enough..."As soon as Meng Yang's voice fell, his eyes flashed, and he immediately spread his hands.

The forbidden eye opened, and the runes that emitted the forbidden qi of the Dao continued to condense from between Meng Yang's hands and were printed on the Thousand Souls Banner.

Ten breaths, just ten breaths, the runes on the Thousand Souls Banner have reached as many as three hundred. Under the wave of the flag, the sound of gusts of wind and thunder rippled in all directions, giving birth to a sense of confidence in Meng Yang's heart that even in the later stage of Zhenwu, he had the power to fight in front of him.

After a little silence, when his gaze fell on his Revenant Soul Plate, Meng Yang's eyes flashed decisively and immediately threw it under the snow peak.

In the roar of the wind, this piece of Revenant Soul Python that Meng Yang had snatched from the hands of the Red Sect disciples and had only been used once, passed through the layers of forbidden formations that had expired in his gaze, inserted it in the snow halfway up the snow peak, and waved the triangular black flag on the pole with the wind.

With Wang Xulai's Revenant Soul Pan, this Revenant Soul Pan, which has no revenant soul, Meng Yang does not intend to take it with him.

Not to mention that the Revenant Soul Plate was originally an evil thing, just because it was refined by the Red Sect made Meng Yang upset, let alone use it.

Replacing it with a disciple's contribution, Meng Yang didn't think about it.

But such an evil thing, if he wanted to appear in Qianyuan Sect, Meng Yang was the first to refuse.

It makes people angry to keep it, and if it is handed over to Qianyuanzong, it is afraid of harming people, so it is simply the best.

From the time Meng Yang stepped into this strange snow peak space, until now, two months have passed.

After putting away the Thousand Soul Pan, Meng Yang subconsciously plunged into the dantian, wanting to check the extent of the absorption of the Death Qi Xuandan.

However, at this glance, the originally calm face was filled with surprise the next moment.

In just two months, the death qi contained in this Death Qi Xuandan was more powerful than Meng Yang had imagined.

If you talk about the dead energy before, it looks like a river that is not rippling.

Then the death qi Xuandan at this moment is like a turbulent wave.

And the waves of the sea are becoming more and more surging under the continuous absorption of dead air.

"What's going on?Shouldn't the Death Qi Xuandan have reached its limit?Why can it still be enhanced?"

"It's stumped..."Meng Yang raised his eyebrows and thought of a possibility, and decided to wait for Rao Tianhuang to wake up and ask.

However, the strength of the Death Qi Palace Martial Arts could not make Meng Yang's realm leap to a higher level.

But the rich energy contained in it is more than the existence of the middle stage of the True Martial Arts.

This is also a good thing, after all, there is only one palace martial artist in other people's bodies, and Meng Yang has reached four Xuan Dan with the help of the particularity of the Nine Xuan Gong Method, not only is the spiritual power extremely abundant against the enemy, but the battle is so long-lasting that even ordinary true martial arts cannot be compared.

Even if the energy loss of the Death Qi Xuandan dries up in battle, there is still a Cold Qi Xuandan, a murderous Qi Xuandan.

What the monk is most afraid of is that even if his spiritual power is dry, even if he is as strong as a grandmaster, the ancestor of the late stage of Zhenwu will be robbed of the magic weapon by Meng Yang when his spiritual power is dry, not to mention the enemies who are competing in the same rank.

Even if there is a deep cultivation and no spiritual power, it is like a tiger turning into a cat in an instant, and it is at the mercy of others.

Therefore, the battle between the monks could hardly last for several days, and the battle was resolved almost instantaneously.

Among them, the danger is very unimaginable, but this kind of drawback, once it breaks through the True Martial Grandmaster realm, it will disappear.

Because the dantian in their bodies is not there, they need to use the elixir to restore spiritual power, so they can continuously take away energy from heaven and earth.

There is a terrifying majesty like heavenly majesty in every move.

Even if the physical body is destroyed, as long as the spiritual consciousness does not die, it can even last for a hundred years.

This is also the reason why Meng Yang dares to snatch the magic weapon from Zu Liren.

If before, Meng Yang was afraid of competing for treasures with a group of True Martial Monks, then at this moment, with the Thousand Soul Pan in his hand, he had some confidence, even if he encountered danger halfway, even if some demon beasts and charms were invincible, he could escape.

As long as you don't provoke the existence of those True Martial Masters, all dangers are almost within a controllable range.

Speaking of Zhenwu, in addition to Wu Pengjing, it was Zu Liren, Zhen Qianyu, Shi Yang, and Fuzong, who made Meng Yang guess that he also had forbidden eyes, was the most terrifying. On the snow peak, Meng Yang could see clearly that this Fuzong was the first existence to step on the top of the snow peak.

If it is said that Fuzong does not understand the prohibition, Meng Yang will never believe it, and the natural answer is about to come out.

Fortunately, these few people don't care about his existence to some extent.

In addition to being careful of Zu Liren's revenge, he also had to be careful of the sneak attacks of other True Martial Beings.

After all, being able to leave from the Thunder Stone Bridge is in itself telling others that he Meng Yang has treasures on his body.

Moreover, in the entire void space, he was the only palace martial artist, and for the True Martial Sect Master, it was always much easier to kill him than to face unknown dangers.

Because even if the unknown danger is removed, you may not be able to obtain a treasure, but if you kill him, you will definitely get a treasure.

Thinking of this, Meng Yang was not in a hurry, he glanced at the evil puppet who had now reached the peak of the early stage of palace martial arts, his eyes flickered, and he calculated in his heart, and after half a sound, he summoned the best soul-level Fa Bao Bao Pei and looked at it hesitantly.

From Wu Pengjing's mouth, I learned that when I came to this extraterritorial battlefield, no matter who he was, as long as he obtained the best soul-level magic weapon, after leaving, he would have to hand it over to the cloud-faced giant who opened the formation, at least one piece.

So he left behind this jade pendant that could withstand the full force of a True Martial Grandmaster-level powerhouse.

And that spirit bead was put in another storage ring by him as a handing in.

Looking at this jade pendant, Meng Yang's heart moved slightly, and a strong dead aura immediately overflowed from his body.

After this large amount of dead qi appeared, it immediately formed a circular light curtain that covered Meng Yang's figure.

In this light curtain, Meng Yang was able to see the outside, but the people outside could not see the inside.

From a distance, it looks like it's encased in a black eggshell.

After the spiritual sense transmitted the sound to the evil puppet to make it pay attention to the surrounding movements, Meng Yang did not hesitate, and immediately pinched the magic method with his hand.

As his face gradually turned pale, two drops of crystal clear and incomparably red essence blood immediately dripped on the jade pendant.

Then, Meng Yang's eyes closed slightly, and he immediately cultivated these two treasures that could allow him to escape death.

In the blink of an eye, it was a few months.

In the past few months, in addition to studying the Thousand Soul Pan and absorbing dead qi, Meng Yang also observed the growth of the evil puppet.

And the evil puppet did not disappoint him, in just a few months, he jumped from the early stage of Gongwu to the realm of the late stage of Gongwu.

Just like when he was in the Three Corpses Sect City of the Great Curtain Underworld, the evil puppet who had reached the Nine Realms in the late stage of Gongwu was limited by his own strength, and no matter how he absorbed the corpse qi, he was not at the advanced level.

Looking at the evil puppet who was now full of monstrous corpse qi, Meng Yang was very satisfied.

With both hands in his hands, he put away the evil puppet, and after standing up with a twinkle in his lower eyes, he looked into the distance.

In the course of a few months, Meng Yang's use of death qi reached the point of being superb.

In the process, he even realized a different method of exploration.

And this method is to use the death qi Xuandan in the body to integrate with the surrounding death qi.

Not only can he be difficult to be discovered, but the scope of exploration is also infinitely huge.

It's a pity that this method, whenever the scope of exploration exceeds the scope of his spiritual sense exploration, the speed and quantity of spiritual power loss are huge, and they can't last long at all, but fortunately, the elixir to restore spiritual power in his storage ring is enough.

Whenever there is an abnormality in the heart, he swallows the elixir to maintain the ever-expanding consumption of spiritual consciousness.

Eventually, he realized that the most lifeless place seemed to be the end of this void land.

Although he had never seen the figures of other True Martial Cultivators, he could sense that Wu Pengjing's aura was still in this space.

This may be because of the reason why the two of them are sealed with essence and blood.

So a few months ago, Meng Yang discovered that Wu Pengjing's breath extended to the end of the east.

Under the investigation of the dead qi, he sensed the direction of the breath left by Wu Pengjing, and there were other true martial arts existence.

From the beginning of more than 20 paths, now it has become seven, all of which show that some people are either dead or fleeing.

No matter what it is, Meng Yang doesn't care about it, since the first king in the Thousand Souls Pan has advanced to become the peak of the late palace martial arts, Meng Yang is full of expectations for this void now.

And this expectation, as the endless stream of dead air in this space fills, becomes more and more intense.

During the period of Meng Yang's retreat, many things happened, and the danger was no less than that of the forbidden snow peak.

Meng Yang had never been aware of the danger from beginning to end because of his possession of the Death Qi Xuandan, but what happened to others could be described as miserable.

On a boulder very far away, sat cross-legged a middle-aged man with a tired face and a sluggish spirit.

The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, and there were no deadly creatures around, but his eyes flashed with fear from time to time.

This person is none other than the strongest cultivator of the four realms of the Great Curtain, Fuzong.

From the moment Fuzong entered this place, he found that this space was so full of life, even if he had seen it before, he couldn't help but look shocked, because those places were simply the difference between heaven and earth compared to this place.

Even, as soon as he stepped into this space, he felt a burning sting in his flesh.

This is because the dead air has reached an extremely strong level, which causes a corrosive feeling.

Even the Xuanling Neon Dress, which he was proud of and spent countless amounts of money to build, felt the danger and automatically opened the talisman spirit cover.

But such a robe, which was comparable to a top-grade soul-level magic weapon, was corroded by the rich death qi, and it only lasted for three months before it completely collapsed.

As a last resort, Fuzong could only use the spirit shield of spiritual power to protect himself, but he still underestimated the danger of death.

Even if hundreds of prohibitions against death qi were placed in the spirit cover, they only lasted for two months before they collapsed again.

The snow peaks full of prohibitions are dangerous enough, but no matter how dangerous the snow peaks are, how many prohibitions there are, there are still gaps that can be avoided.

But in this space, there is simply no place to hide.

The strong death aura almost made his heart cold in an instant.

Now that I have come to this dead air space, I have been spending my spiritual power all the time to resist it.

It is different from the self-confidence and arrogance that was full of excitement and joy to be the first to enter this space.

At the moment, he was exhausted, and even regretted coming to this space.