Chapter 84: The Second Flower of the Spiritual Altar
Meng Yang found that these black groups were all made up of human faces.
The expressions on them are different.
There are people who hug their heads and cry, their faces are frightened, and they roar hideously.
There are also those who open their mouths and are gloomy, and their eyes are wide, and they are furious.
Without exception, they all have green faces and fangs, and their expressions are distorted.
Zhang Housen smiled, the black fog behind him was monstrous, and the wind whistled when he lifted the flag.
The unyielding glow under his eyes, under the roar, stabbed at Meng Yang's eyebrows.
The black fingers floating in the void roared down like ants at the same time.
"I will step on the retrograde road from now on, and I will step on your bones. ”
"I will let all those who stand in my way sprinkle blood on the sky and have nowhere to bury. ”
"Let all those who regard themselves as orthodox turn into souls and condense into the body of my Shura. ”
"And you are destined to become the main soul of Panzhong, and you will be the iron heart of my Zhang Hou. ”
"Die!"
Before the Pan Banner arrived, a cold aura suddenly swept through Meng Yang's body.
Then, the ears rang again with a number of screams that made the scalp tingle.
There were so many screams that it seemed like the whole world was filled with them.
Under the overlap, these screams filled with various emotions seem to contain strange magic.
filled his heart, which made Meng Yang feel sleepy on the spot, and he wanted to fall asleep at this moment and not wake up.
Until a call from the depths of his soul woke him up, his expression was sluggish Meng Yang, and at the moment when his body was tense, he didn't think about it, and pulled out the embroidered spring knife and pointed directly at the spinning light of the head of the attacking Pan Banner Cane.
Thunder erupted, and the explosion was overflowing.
When the huge shock wave rushed in all directions, the embroidered spring knife in Meng Yang's hand was overwhelmed and broke on the spot.
The blade shattered into iron slag, and the power of the banner blew several bloody wounds on the face.
The arm holding the handle of the knife was pierced by the tip of the flag staff in the palm of Zhang Hou's hand.
A roar of severe pain came from Meng Yang's mouth, and Zhang Hou smiled cruelly, his expression even more calm.
The moment the burst of qi and blood spiritual power was injected into the Panqi, the tip that pierced into Meng Yang's arm suddenly flashed with dazzling light.
As soon as the light appeared, under the control of Zhang Hou's spiritual sense, it condensed into a dagger like a dagger, blurring the flesh and blood of Meng Yang's entire right arm, revealing the arm bone that had been condensed into gold.
At the same time, the black fingers that swept down the air, like a thick waist, were also approaching Meng Yang at this moment.
In the howling wind, Meng Yang, whose eyes were wide-eyed, was swallowed by black fingers.
This happened in an instant, and I saw a half-human, half-skeleton figure glowing with golden light, flying upside down from the black fog, smashing into the building behind him, splashing countless flying sparks.
Zhang Hou, who didn't give Meng Yang any chance to react, then inserted the pan flag in his hand into the ground under his feet, then bit the tip of his tongue and licked the palm of his right hand.
When the blood-stained palms were loosened, a flickering and strange ghostly rune appeared, and Mo entered the Pan Banner and disappeared.
As soon as the word "condensation" fell, in the rustling wind above the head, the faintly appearing black mist fused again to form a palm, and frantically slapped towards Meng Yang's fall, each time, the earth trembled, and the wind overflowed.
After slapping seven times in a row, Zhang Hou, who was sucked dry by Pan Qi, could no longer condense the eighth black mist palm, sat down on the ground, gasped for breath, and the information fed back by the spiritual sense also told him at this time that the young man who made the knife had no life.
"Finally dead, use your qi and blood to condense the main soul of Panzhong, I will use it in the future, and I don't need to spend my own qi and blood. ”
Thinking of the eyes of Zhang Hou, who was once heavy, colorless, and thin like a ghost, he couldn't help but let out a cold voice: "After entering the Ningchuan Mountains and Forests Retreat, I Zhang Hou will definitely be able to break through the Chu Martial Realm, and when the time comes, none of the geniuses who have bullied me will live..."
"It's a pity you don't have a chance?"
Just as Zhang Hou was about to get up and leave, suddenly a playful voice came from behind him, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw Meng Yang, who was a golden skeleton, standing ten meters away, staring at him with a long mouth and a smile.
"How is it possible, how did you get behind me?"
Zhang Hou's color changed greatly, and he didn't think about it, he quickly bent over, wanting to pull out the pan flag under his feet.
However, Meng Yang didn't give him a chance at all, and the moment his fleshless arm was raised, he gave Zhang Hou a middle finger.
Immediately, in Zhang Hou's incredulous gaze, Meng Yang's raised middle finger suddenly hooked.
Then a filament, invisible to the naked eye, was wrapped around the back of Zhang's neck.
Before the look of horror and unwillingness appeared, Zhang Hou found that the world in his eyes was spinning.
Blood splashed everywhere, and the bright moon was hanging in the air, gradually blurring until darkness.
Looking at Empress Zhang, who was in a different place, Meng Yang took a deep breath, afraid that his current appearance would be regarded as a monster, and after groping around with Empress Zhang's body and getting an identity jade plate and two storage rings, he grabbed the flag planted on the ground and turned around and disappeared into the wasteland behind him.
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"Ten disciple contributions, two third-order pills, six fourth-order pills, nearly a thousand spirit stones, plus the miscellaneous beast body materials, this time the contraction is quite huge, a total increase of 320,000 wealth value. ”
Sitting cross-legged in a cave full of animal dung, Meng Yang, who had recovered from his injuries about the same, lowered his head and calculated the gains and losses.
Six days have passed since the incident at the Shaxiang Station, and in these six days, Meng Yang has almost been preparing for the birth of blood and flesh.
This time, the consumption was huge, and he had eaten several precious fourth-order pills in his storage ring.
Fortunately, there are these four pills here, otherwise it would take a month to recover.
In addition, what made Meng Yang most helpless was that the instantaneous movement of his pupils consumed wealth every time he cast it.
Five meters away, a thousand fortunes at a time, it doesn't seem like much, but it can't stand up to consumption.
After fighting with Empress Zhang and dodging his last black mist hand, Meng Yang performed more than a dozen times in a row before turning the whole situation around.
I'm afraid that even Empress Zhang never thought that a person who was just a person in the Three Flowers Gathering Peak Realm could perform instantaneously.
This is also Meng Yang's biggest reliance now, and it also makes Meng Yang look forward to the ability to reach tens of millions of fortunes.
As for the black cane banner seized from Zhang Hou's hands, Meng Yang originally wanted to study it, but when he thought of Zhang Hou's appearance of not being a human or a ghost, he hesitated and gave up, the only thing that made him unhappy was that the embroidered spring knife was broken, and Zhang Hou's two storage rings actually had no weapons.
And the most unexpected thing for Meng Yang is that Zhang Hou's identity jade plate shows that Zhang Hou is not a casual cultivator at all, but a disciple of a small sect, as for why he became an evil cultivator, he either went astray or was controlled by the revenant soul in the banner.
[Wealth]: 324000.
[Realm]: The day after tomorrow three flowers gather in the top realm.
[Lingtai Sanhua]: 1/3 [+].
[Storage space]: 3 square meters [+].
[Teleportation]: 5 meters away.
[Martial Arts]: Level 3 Heart-Snatching Palm, Level 3 Five-Step Tan Legs, Level 4 Meat Pile Gong, Peak Three-Step Yama.
Glancing at the current pupil information, Meng Yang spit out a little and did not hesitate.
patted his chest, now with new skin and flesh, and he walked out of the cave where he had been in a wide black robe.
Lifting the boulder blocking the entrance of the cave, Meng Yang, who had been mentally prepared, hurriedly closed his eyes.
It was daytime outside the cave, and under the sun, if Meng Yang opened his eyes directly, it would definitely feel uncomfortable.
Until he slowly opened his eyes, his pupils gradually adapted to the sun, and Meng Yang, who stretched his waist, stretched out his waist, like an eagle skimming the sky, opened his arms, jumped up, stepped on the leaf tops, and walked like flying to the north of the mountains and forests.
When the night approached, Meng Yang, who was gnawing on the roast beef leg, completed the task of the Ningchuan mountain forest under the farewell of a group of mountain people, increased the wealth value of more than 70,000 yuan, and gave the corpse of the fierce beast that reached the top of the Sanhua Gathering to the mountain people.
Of course, the beast core on the beast's body, Meng Yang naturally smiled.
After leaving the village, Meng Yang took over all the tasks related to the elimination of pests in the mountains and forests of Ningchuan.
Three days later, the task was completed, and Meng Yang's wealth had reached the level of 800,000.
[Consume 400,000 wealth points, the perfect form of the Divine Sea Flower breaks through and enters the second Divine Pole Flower Shape. 】
Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the branch, immediately looked inward.
I saw that the five-leaf divine sea flower that originally bloomed on the left chest was now in the shape of a pattern, embedded in Meng Yang's left sternum.
And on the chest, another five-leaf Shenji flower phantom, Yingying appeared, exuding a dazzling red color.
Without any hesitation, Meng Yang took a deep breath and continued to condense the Divine Pole Flower.
[Consume 100,000 wealth points, condense the divine pole once, and need to present the perfect form four times. 】
[Consume 100,000 wealth points, condense the divine pole flower once, and need to present the perfect form three times. 】
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A series of four condensed messages emerged from the pupil of the right eye, and under the inner view, the divine pole flower that bloomed on the right chest was almost materialized in the spiritual sense exploration, overflowing with fragrance and beautiful and charming.
"There is still a wealth value of 600,000 yuan, and the three Lingtai flowers can be condensed, and when I reach the stage of the spiritual fusion martial soul, I am the realm of the three flowers gathering to the top of the consummation, and I am one step away from breaking through the first martial arts and becoming a real monk. ”
Meng Yang's face was excited, he withdrew from his inner vision, and then summoned his identity Yu Jian to look at it again.
After completing the task in the past few days, Meng Yang didn't want to admit it, but he had to say that in terms of the task of solving the beast plague alone, there was not much challenge at all, the first martial realm was already a demon beast, and he couldn't beat it, but the fierce beast at the top of the three flowers was almost not much challenging.
The reward is not stingy, but it can't stand the consumption, and a few days of hard work will come to naught in an instant.
Although the process was cool, after the incident, I suddenly felt tasteless, and I had not yet eliminated Zhang's later pleasure.
"Forget it, the task of these fierce beasts is still left to others, now try the three-star dangerous characters to see, anyway, the disciple's contribution can only be exchanged for pills for me, even if I encounter an unexpected situation beyond my strength on the way, I have to give up, and I don't feel distressed after deducting the contribution." ”
Thinking of this, Meng Yang's mind moved slightly, and the content of the two-star dangerous mission light curtain in the jade slip flashed, and it was immediately replaced by three stars.
The first task made Meng Yang laugh strangely.
After some browsing, without saying a word about him, he took over his task.
Then he jumped down from the branch, stepped into the wind, and ran to a town in the mountains and forests of Ningchuan.