Revenant Soul Pan, since the successful cultivation of Meng Yang, a lot of information has appeared in his mind.

And this information not only opened Meng Yang's eyes, but also made him a little frightened.

What he couldn't imagine the most was that this Revenant Soul Pan was still a treasure that could grow on its own.

The black mist in the pan, Meng Yang thought it was a soul before, but it was not.

It is a kind of revenant soul qi that belongs to the same death qi attributes, but is different in nature.

In this pan, there is a formation of its own, and this formation is the energy vortex that transforms the soul into the soul of the dead.

The souls of the dead who remain in the pan like this are all fierce spirits who have no memory of their lives and only know how to devour each other.

During the period, there was a strangeness, which not only made Meng Yang more aware of it, the more frightened he became.

What made him even more unimaginable was that this treasure not only had a prohibition inside, but could also continue to engrave the prohibition in it to enhance his power.

This was unheard of by Meng Yang before, it was obvious, and this treasure aura was too heavy, just like a vessel for harvesting souls, and this aura was also filled with this extremely strong evil aura.

After refining this treasure, Meng Yang found that there were more than 400 revenant souls in this revenant soul crow.

These revenants, with his understanding of the revenant pan, can change any way in his mind, forming palms, forming fingers, but condensed fingers.

And when he knew that the Revenant Soul Pan could grow on its own with the help of the prohibition of souls and engravings, he was even more excited.

In a sense, Meng Yang felt that this treasure was tailor-made for him.

Because of the existence of the sword scabbard Rao Tianhuang, then the Revenant Soul Pan would definitely be able to advance directly to a stronger level.

The only terrifying thing is that this revenant soul is too angry, and he is afraid that he will not be able to suppress it and will be counterattacked sooner or later.

As for the origin of the Revenant Soul Pan, it can be said that there is no clue.

But judging from the powerful power of the Revenant Soul Python, Meng Yang was sure that it was definitely the treasure of the Demon Dao Giant.

In order to fully exert the power of this treasure, it is necessary to cultivate an undead existence that gathers souls.

This is the first king, and it is also the most important link that can exert the power of the Revenant Beast.

If you don't have the ability to do this, you will naturally have to give up.

From the mouth of the Red Sect before, I knew that this Revenant Soul Python, every time it advanced, it needed a First King Undead.

Before the Revenant Soul Pan, it was called the Undead Pan, but it was a spirit pan with only a dozen revenant souls.

As long as the number of dead souls in the Pan exceeds 100 and cultivates a first king with the strength of the first martial realm, this will become the current Hundred Dead Pan, and the next advancement will be the Thousand Soul Pan, and after that, it will be the Ten Thousand Soul Pan.

Not only does it need tens of thousands of dead souls, but it also needs a first king of the Heavenly Fetal Realm.

As for the first king who has been promoted to 100,000 Revenant Soul Pan, he needs an even more terrifying True Martial Grandmaster Realm Beast King.

Meng Yangyang's scalp tingled for a while when he imagined it, not to mention that this Ten Thousand Soul Pan could still be advanced, for the monk who got the Revenant Soul Pan, it was like embarking on a road of no return, but it could not be denied that the power of this Revenant Soul Pan was so strong that even Meng Yang was extremely frightened.

What's more, this Pan can also use the revenant soul as a link to arrange the prohibition.

For Meng Yang, this is like carrying a magic weapon that can arrange countless prohibitions, and its preciousness is self-evident.

If before, let Meng Yang give up the two transcendent magic weapons he obtained, in exchange for the Revenant Soul Pan, Meng Yang Jue did not hesitate, and immediately exchanged for it, for Meng Yang, this Revenant Soul Pan is simply the strongest evil treasure he knows so far.

......

Under the screams, Meng Yang, who was full of anger, slashed the head of a male cultivator and grabbed it violently.

A dead soul suddenly came out, and with a flung slam, it was immediately far away

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The soul of the immortal king swallowed like a belly.

Looking at the dozens of monks at the beginning, now there are only seven monks left who are in danger.

Meng Yang wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth and looked over.

The soul shadow of the head king, who was now ten feet tall, waved his wings and immediately rushed away.

With a wave of the halberd in both hands, the monk immediately turned his head into a different place.

The mountain peak behind him was even more disconnected and split apart under the powerful halberd qi of the Immortal King's Soul Shadow.

"But if you dare to kill the disciples of my sect, today the old man will die in your hands for the many unjust souls who died in your hands, except for you, an evil child. ”

Meng Yang's expression was suddenly startled, and he said coldly: "Gathering Martial Realm ..."

As soon as the words fell, many spiritual senses immediately appeared in the spiritual consciousness range.

Counting them carefully, there were no less than four hundred, and there were even seven or eight of them that made Meng Yang's face pale.

"Eight Martial Realms, really generous, I, Meng Yang, will not die today, and the sky will tremble after dawn. ”

"This is..."

At this moment, a yin old man in a red robe appeared from the direction from which Meng Yang had come.

Casting two Gathering Martial Arts Realm teleportations in a row, he finally caught up with the person he was going to kill.

However, the cold smile on the corner of his mouth only outlined half of the arc, and his face was suddenly shocked by the many people who gathered the martial arts realm behind the young man.

"Unexpectedly, even you are here..."

Suddenly, Meng Yang sensed an extremely familiar powerful aura, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "The Red Sect is the end..."

Meng Yang, who was at the beginning of the murderous opportunity, suddenly changed his mind and thought of a clever plan.

I saw him waiting for a while, and when many monks rushed not far away, Meng Yang roared and rushed towards the other side of the road.

"Zhong Ge, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I finally appeared, and today we are destined to kill you here. ”

The dust was served, and the tired and resentful Zhong Ge suddenly stunned with a cruel smile on his face.

Looking at the large number of monks behind Meng Yang, and several breaths that even he was surprised, he immediately fled backwards in fright.

Meng Yang roared again, deliberately raising his voice to the maximum, and roared: "I still want to run, return my meteoric gold, return my six-grade pill, return my supreme treasures, and return my countless magical powers, you have obtained it so far, and you still want to kill them all, do I really dare not say that you have the pill to break through the Heavenly Fetal Realm." ”

The many monks who were chasing and killing Meng Yang, especially the eight old men of the Martial Arts Realm, listened to what Meng Yang said, and immediately set their eyes on the end of the road in front of Meng Yang, who had a strange breath and didn't know where to come.

After hearing that this person had snatched countless treasures from Meng Yang, the others were all fiery and possessive.

As the eight old men of the Gathering Martial Realm, they also hesitated, and their movements immediately slowed down.

Because since the appearance of Zhongge, they clearly saw the hatred and resentment on Zhongge's face.

This is obviously Meng Yang's planting and murder with a knife.

Originally, he ignored it, but who knew that Meng Yang actually said that this person had the pill to advance to the Heavenly Fetal Realm.

All the monks were stunned, and for a moment they looked at each other.

The old men of the Gathering Martial Arts Realm were even more red-faced, breathing heavily, and their sanity was finally replaced by madness.

"Give me the chase for that person, no matter what, I have to get the opportunity to be promoted to the natural fetus. ”

"Elder, what about the black-clothed Yama who killed my sect's disciples in the Eastern Wasteland Plain?"

Another arrogant-looking elder roared angrily: "You still use me to teach, and you will chase me after you in the Palace Martial Realm." ”

The big man who asked nodded yes, and immediately chased after Meng Yang with more than a dozen palace martial arts.

Seeing that the eight Gathering Martial Realms were chasing after Zhongge as expected, Meng Yang didn't say a word, and immediately turned around.

The importance of the Heavenly Fetal Realm is self-evident, True Martial Sect

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The strongest realm under the division realm is not as simple as imagined.

Many monks at the peak of the Nine Fold Realm in the late stage of Juwu were full of unwillingness when they were about to sit and die.

That layer is invisible and untouchable, like the shackles of heaven and earth, imprisoning them for hundreds of years.

Any treasure, beauty, elixir, in front of the Heavenly Fetus Realm, all seem vulnerable.

Meng Yang grasped the key, so he bluffed.

If it weren't for this, even if it attracted the attention of these people, they wouldn't have chased after the other eight Martial Realms.

Meng Yang gambled on this group of old guys, and he didn't imagine that the center was like stopping water.

Meng Yang, who snorted coldly, smiled and immediately stopped in place.

The many Jindan monks chasing behind him saw Meng Yang suddenly stop, and they exclaimed with a look of surprise and stopped at the same time.

Summoning a blood condensation pill to swallow into his mouth, Meng Yang said coldly: "I, Meng Yang, made a move to hurt people, and it was also because your sect disciples besieged and killed me in the Eastern Desert Desert, and I Meng Yang didn't want to continue fighting with you until it was absolutely necessary." ”

"If you retreat like this, promise not to pester me in the future, and from now on, the people of your sect, I Meng Yang will never be stained again. ”

"If you refuse, I, Meng Yang, will be seriously injured, and I will kill you here, tear their flesh alive, and let you wait for the ashes. ”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yang's eyes were full of murderous intent, overflowing with a terrifying aura, causing many Palace Martial Realm cultivators in front of him to rush away.

"Joke, you evil cultivators, who are already enemies of my decent sect, how can we retreat from your words, and really think that we are in the Gathering Martial Arts Realm. If this matter is answered, it is simply a big joke in the cultivation world of the entire Zhao Kingdom, kill you black-clothed Yama, we will be able to obtain the quota of the Supreme Elder disciple, and the achievement of the Gathering Martial Dao is just around the corner. ”

"Today is either your death or my death. ”

Although the person who spoke out was jealous, he looked at the many hateful fellow disciples behind him, pointed at Meng Yang, and shouted excitedly,

At this time, it was the first time for him to do such a high-spirited thing in front of so many people.

Although there was only one person on the other side, it was the appearance of this person that made several Supreme Elders in the sect praise.

It is also an unprecedented crisis to the potential of this child.

Meng Yang snorted coldly and immediately slapped it on his chest, and the faintly faded Immortal King's soul shadow behind him immediately became clear.

The rich blood light projected from his eyes, and the chill of Sen Ran, made the person who spoke up subconsciously take a step back.

Suddenly, Meng Yang's face turned pale, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly appeared, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out four words from it.

"Psychic Impact..."

Suddenly, a mysterious pillar of light, invisible to the naked eye, shot out from Meng Yang's eyes and hit the forehead of the loud man.

During the ups and downs of the roar, the big man bled through seven holes, screamed miserably, and died on the spot.

This scene that happened in an instant made all the monks gasp.

Looking at the corpse planted on the ground, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly at this moment.

"Everyone be careful, this person has the means of spiritual attack. ”

"Any talisman treasure that can block the attack of the spiritual consciousness is the nemesis of this law..."

"Dry tongue..."Meng Yang's face was cold, and he was a little bit on his fingers.

Under the condensed phantom body, the light knife condensed immediately slashed towards this person with a sound of breaking through the air.

The man screamed, and immediately spat out a puddle of blood from his mouth and threw it in front of him.

This large amount of blood turned into a small figure the size of many fingers in the action of this person's throwing.

Each villain looks the same as this person, holding a flying sword in his hand, and rushing towards the flying sword.

"Kill..."

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