Chapter 68: The Posture of the Strong (Ask for Collection)
The two people who were talking seemed to feel something, and suddenly their scalps froze, and they turned their heads sharply to look behind them.
But I saw a figure wearing a black brocade robe and a thatched hat on his head, stepping on the charm and evil body method, and came in a strange flash. The heroic posture that was as chic as the sand wind, and the vast aura emanating from the body, made the two of them look at them in shock, and their bones were cold and their hairs stood on end.
Ning Shanhong's whole body was churning uncontrollably, and even his body couldn't help but tremble.
This trembling is not fear, let alone fear, but a normal reaction in the face of the strong, in the face of the truly strong.
The sixth sense told him that the strength of the person who came was the first person he had entered the Qianyuan Sect so far.
Before he could make a move, he was nervous like a full bowstring, his heart beat faster, and he was at a loss.
It seems that the sound of his own breathing is momentarily stagnant because of the appearance of this person.
The breath is not only unfathomable, but even the control of the situation has reached a daunting point.
Although Rongtian didn't have the sensitive six senses on Ning Shanhong's side, the body technique that came to the person alone made him tremble and frightened, and he didn't dare to sweat, not to mention the fierce spiritual power hidden under the breath, like Jiang Tao Jiaolong wanting to fight.
In a trance, the two quickly glanced at each other, and they both saw an unprecedented heaviness in each other's eyes.
However, the man's body was still in mid-air, and his waist turned, like thunder, falling straight down.
He stopped and stood twenty meters away from the two of them, holding the end of the scabbard with both hands, bowing his head and saying nothing.
The whistling wind and sand blew the long black hair behind the man's hat, and the placket of the man's clothes also made a snapping sound.
But he can't blow, this person's body is as stable as Mount Tai, and he is in a calm body, and he wants to burn the raging breath.
Compared to this person, they looked like people from a secular mountain village, and they were cramped and uneasy when they happened to see a swordsman from outside the world.
"Who are you?"
Snoring, Rongshan secretly swallowed a mouthful of water, gritted his teeth, and asked out loud.
Although he tried his best to keep his composure, he realized how nervous he was at the moment after the trembling voice appeared.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I value that flower. ”
Hearing the eerie voice of the visitor, Ning Shanhong's pupils trembled, and the face that gave people a fierce feeling immediately showed a look of choice, and then he stiffened his head and opened his mouth, he thought he was going to say something, but he suddenly threw out the spear in his hand.
This scene didn't scare the people, but Rong Shan's frightened face on the side changed, and it was too late to stop it.
I saw that the wind went straight into the spear, dragging the whistling wind and sand behind him, and went straight to the comer.
The cold light flickering at the tip of the spear, like a falling star, ran through twenty meters in the blink of an eye, and it was half a foot in front of the figure of the brocade cloth.
Seeing that he was about to penetrate this person, all of a sudden, the resolute face hidden under the thatched hat lifted halfway, revealing a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
The single knife in his hand trembled slightly, and with a "boom", the shock wave condensed by the powerful spiritual power burst out from the person's body, and frantically rushed and blew in all directions, flying sand and gravel everywhere he went, and the sky was full of stone dust, and there were bursts of tornadoes.
Even the spear thrown out by Ning Shanhong seemed to be grasped in the palm of an invisible hand at this time.
Stagnation comes one foot in front of people, and it is difficult to make an inch.
"This is, condensing into a shield..."Ning Shanhong, his eyes widened suddenly, and his right hand that threw out the spear couldn't help but tremble.
"How is it possible..."Rong Shan was also shocked by this scene, and subconsciously clenched his hands with two knives.
I thought this was shocking enough, but the next scene shocked the two of them like thunder, cold from head to toe, like half a piece of wood poked in place.
I saw the man, his face turned pale, and he stepped on his right foot, shaking the scabbard inserted in the sand.
The bones are distinct, and the white and slender fingers jump to the chest position in the scabbard with a "bang", and pull out the blade.
After softly spitting out the words "slashing technique", he slashed down at the spear that was stagnant in front of him.
Under the roar of the wind, a huge sword qi that seemed to fall from the sky, with the momentum of cutting through the wind and clouds and raging sand, attacked from behind the man in brocade, and the moment it touched the spear, it smashed Ning Shanhong's spear to pieces on the spot.
He even cut out a thirteen-meter-long deep ditch and knife ditch from the sand under his feet.
Then, the man in brocade held the single knife, turned around in a dashing manner, and inserted the knife back into the scabbard in front of him.
Until the sand and soil in the sky calmed down, the young man in brocade still appeared like that, standing in place with his hands on the scabbard, letting the wind and sand blow up his clothes and the long black hair dancing wildly behind him.
"Within five breaths, don't let me sense the existence of your breath, otherwise you will have only one fate, end the hunting trip early. As soon as Sen Ran's voice fell, his heart was beating wildly, and he looked at Rongshan and Ning Shanhong, and without saying a word, he left as fast as he could.
In less than five breaths, the breath belonging to the two of them disappeared into the induction of the man in brocade.
It was only at this moment that the man raised his head straight and took off the thatched hat above his head.
The handsome face with a wicked smile in the delicate is not who else is Meng Yang.
"Brother Rongshan, I'm sorry. ”
Looking at the direction Rong Shan left, Meng Yang clenched his fists and bowed, and then his gaze fell on the spear that was broken into slag under his feet.
In fact, his original intention was just to scare the two of them and make them retreat, but Ning Shanhong had to test Meng Yang.
In this case, Meng Yang had no choice but to use the most direct, violent and effective way to solve the matter.
Although the demonic blue flower is precious, it is not the best, and the two of them almost gave up and left without even thinking about it.
Rongshan doesn't mind, even if there is no Meng Yang, with his character, if he loses under Ning Shanhong, he will not ask for the demonic blue flower.
Although he lost a lot of spiritual power before fighting Ning Shanhong, otherwise he might not have lost that battle.
And Ning Shanhong's losses were a bit large, so he lost time and fought in vain.
Seeing that the disciple's contribution was about to be handed over, and the weapon was chopped up, I felt aggrieved when I thought about it.
However, this person's personality is as he said, but he is also open-minded, except for secretly sighing pity, he does not blame Meng Yang.
After running for thousands of meters, he looked back at the direction where Meng Yang was, and sighed with a wry smile: "Sometimes there must be in life, and there is no time in life to force it, and I blame myself for my bad luck to meet the old disciple, but I Ning Shanhong wrote down this matter, and sooner or later, I will have a serious battle with you." ”
As soon as the words fell, Ning Shanhong was stunned in place for a few seconds, as if he was remembering Meng Yang's figure in his heart.
After a while, he laughed heartily, and then like a cheetah, he burrowed into the dense woods not far away.
If his words were heard by Meng Yang, I am afraid that he would be able to burst out of blood with laughter.
However, Meng Yang also understood that he was just picking up a leak, and he really wanted to fight with the two people who had reached the Sanhua Gathering Peak Realm, and it was the heyday of the spiritual power consumption, and he didn't necessarily have to fight, his strength was temporarily strong in martial arts.
Only by ending the battle in a very short period of time can we maintain our current advantage.
This is also the reason why Meng Yang wants to break through the bone condensation before the hunt is over.
Because once he broke through the condensation bone, his body exhaled and refined the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and the cycle began again and again, and it lasted for a long time.
"Eight points of disciple contribution can be exchanged for eight hundred spirit stones, which is also eighty thousand wealth, no wonder the inner circle is a lone wolf. ”
"In this way, when the hunt is over and the bones are condensed, I, Meng Yang, will be able to completely enter the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Realm. ”
Rearranging the upturned flying fish suit, Meng Yang smiled slightly, and walked to the demonic blue flower.
With his eyesight, he could still tell that the demonic blue flower in front of him would enter the maturity period in about the time of four pillars of incense.
After a little hesitation, Meng Yang didn't say much, just sat cross-legged, waiting for the demonic blue flower to ripen and check the pupil information.
As for the corpse of the fierce beast on the side of the demonic blue flower, Meng Yang didn't need to look at it to know that the beast core in his head had already been dug up by Rongshan.
He can't take away any bones, claws, teeth or anything left, and even if he gets it, he won't increase his wealth.
Because only what truly belongs to him will increase wealth.
[Wealth]: 329000.
[Realm]: The acquired condensation of bones out of the world.
[Limb Bone]: 39/51 [+].
[Torso Bone]: 0/126 [+].
[Storage space]: 1 square meter.
Looking at the pupil information in his left eye, Meng Yang, who frowned, couldn't help but laugh.
The wealth value of more than 300,000 seems to be a lot, but it is actually very little.
Just condensing a limb bone is 5,000 wealth, and a hundred is 500,000 wealth.
In order to complete the condensation of the remaining limb bones and trunk bones, at least nearly a million fortunes are needed.
I wanted to use the time of waiting for the demonic blue flower to mature to complete the condensation of the limb bones, but Meng Yang gave up after thinking about it.
Instead of this, it is better to save millions of fortunes and see if the pupils will upgrade and other changes appear.
With his current strength, he is enough to deal with most difficulties, and in the second circle, Meng Yang will not consider it.
At least there are fierce beasts in the Gongwu Realm, no, they should be demon beasts with spiritual intelligence.
It's not a powerful presence that he can deal with at the moment.
The coercion of the beast soul alone could shake his mouth and spit blood.
It is better to be honest and dominate the inner three circles, and accumulate wealth to millions as soon as possible is the main goal.
Thinking of this, Meng Yang sighed, then closed his eyes, and waited intently.
As soon as someone in the Six Senses approached, he would open his eyes and burst out all the qi and blood in his body, warning those people to leave.
In four hours, there were about seven men and two women.
Fortunately, these nine people, when they sensed Meng Yang's surging and magnificent qi and blood, none of them provoked Meng Yang.
When the last incense stick time is over, the demonic blue flower that uses the fierce beast as a nutrient finally blooms.
The four flower seeds lying quietly inside made Meng Yang's eyebrows smile.
As soon as the word "receive" fell, in the dust, Meng Yang's figure disappeared in an instant.
The bewitching blue flower, which left only the empty shell petals, stopped blooming in the wind and sand.