Ten days later.

Meng Yang, who woke up from his meditation, took a deep breath.

With the sound of a crackling bone on his body.

A powerful aura was intercepted the moment it wanted to overflow from his body.

"The dantian spiritual sea contains more spiritual power, but it still can't break through, it's talented, hey!"

Meng Yang muttered to himself, sighing in his heart.

After muttering for a while, he simply ignored the others and began to settle and refine again.

Twenty days later.

When the sun shines, the sky is high and the clouds are light, which makes people feel cool in autumn.

The northern part of Dongshan finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"We will soon arrive at the fourteenth teleportation array, where are there four people from other sect cities, if you cause trouble for me during this period, you will be directly disqualified from participating, and in the miracle space, it is your battlefield, do you understand?"

At this moment, the black-clothed man with a national face opened his eyes, stood up at the same time as the other three middle-aged men, glanced at everyone, and said in a muffled voice, seeing that everyone nodded and signaled, one of them immediately pinched the trick to control the direction of the temple.

Seeing this, Meng Yang, who opened his eyes, immediately exuded his spiritual sense to check it, and found that the ground under their feet was already overcrowded, counting more than thousands, and he couldn't help but groan secretly.

"The thirteenth formation has a thousand people, so there are thousands of people in the dozen or so formations before this, which means that this miracle conference, there are enough tens of thousands of strong people from the sect city to participate, it is really a big scene, so many real martial arts powerhouses, it can be regarded as a grand event. ”

The demon in the white bone lock couldn't help but sigh at this time.

Meng Yang still didn't speak, thinking about something in his heart, until the Divine Hall landed in a vacant place, and the four black-clothed leaders walked behind the crowd with everyone, and then he asked.

"There's a demonic aura..."

"This is a matter of the entire Dongshan, there are a few demon clan monks, not surprised, you see the person over there wearing a blood-red dress, although the aura on his body is covered by treasures, but I can still sense the smell of evil barbarism in the breath. ”

As soon as Mo Zheng's voice fell, Meng Yang swept his gaze to the many people in front of the team.

Among this person, Meng Yang felt several auras full of threats to him, but as soon as these auras appeared, they disappeared in an instant, making Meng Yang can't help but sigh, with his strength, the opponents he encountered are not as easy to deal with as before.

When the four black-clad leaders who had left returned to the group, a white-haired, haggard-faced, hunchbacked old woman, on crutches, stood at the foot of the main hall, coughing from time to time, and everyone felt pity for her, as if she was about to fall at any moment.

Next to the old woman, there were two female cultivators, heroic and tall, and the appearance of hibiscus out of the water suddenly attracted the attention of a large number of men.

"Alright, now that all of us have arrived, let's start teleporting!"

After waiting a little, the old woman's voice fell.

A female nun beside her took out a stone-sized thing with a sermon engraved on it from the placket of her robe and handed it to the old woman.

Taking the things in the hands of the two women, the old woman, closed her eyes, and the dry arm, which seemed to have no strength, was suddenly thrown above her head, and the things in her hands suddenly came out of her hands, attracting each other in the air.

With the eyes of everyone, two beads the size of eye holes began to be in the eyes of everyone, you chase me, faster and faster, with the speed, there is a touch of light in the beads, in the blink of an eye, the two extremely fast beads are moving rapidly, outlining a huge circle of blue light curtain.

As the beads fell more and more, the light curtain outlined by the beads also slowly descended at this time, enveloping everyone, and also enveloping the old woman and the two women behind her, with a weightless feeling passing through everyone's hearts, when the light curtain disappeared, everyone's expressions became stunned.

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge stone stele, the stone stele is engraved with many obscure and incomprehensible, but shining with many sermons, as the light on the sermon flickered and dimmed, everyone's breath actually unconsciously coincided with it, which made Meng Yang, who instantly found the weirdness in it, shocked.

At the same time, Meng Yang's team happened to be standing a hundred meters in front of this stone monument more than three zhang high.

On the left and right were the disciples of other sects and the elders who had been waiting for a long time.

When they saw Meng Yang's group appear in front of everyone, the other sect disciples and elders just glanced at it and then withdrew their gaze.

Each of these dozen or so people has cultivated to be powerful and has a noble status, but when facing the old woman, they all half-bowed their bodies and said respectfully: "I have seen my predecessors!"

The old woman was still like morning and twilight, and it was so difficult to even nod her head, I don't know if the next moment, the old woman would fall to the ground like this, and never get up again.

"Let's get started!"

The corners of the old woman's mouth moved slightly, and her voice was like a thin voice, but the meaning of what she said suddenly exploded in the ears of the monks around the entire platform, making people more curious and admiring the old woman in their hearts.

The many other Sect City Elders standing beside the old woman nodded and said together, "Let's start!"

The old woman nodded, then turned around, and there was a hunchbacked figure, and the two nuns beside her frowned.

At this moment, the old woman looked at the stele and reminisced, lifted the cane in her hand, and pointed to the stele in the air.

When the hand that was clenched on the crutch was put down, and with the other raised dry arm clasped together, he made a few strange gestures, pushing the crutch that was floating and stagnant on the empty crutch, and saw the crutch with a roaring sound, nailed directly to the stone tablet.

Suddenly, all the monks and the elders of the various sects showed surprised looks, and the moment the old woman's crutch was nailed to the stone tablet, the stone tablet emitted a powerful and majestic aura, making everyone feel as if they were on the battlefield at any moment, and the breath overflowing from the stone tablet was full of monstrous killing intent, and the cold air was inspiring, which made people a little unbearable.

It wasn't until several old men around the old woman made a move at the same time to dissolve the breath that overflowed from the stone tablet that this feeling slowly retreated and disappeared.

At the same time, a ray of light overflowed from the stele again, reaching the sky, as high as a hundred feet.

Immediately after that, this light scattered in the blink of an eye, forming a blue curtain of light, which immediately enveloped the entire mountain and the many monks standing under the stone tablet.

"The portal has been opened, give the key to the old woman, fellow Daoists!"

As the old woman finished speaking, dozens of rays of light flew out of the crowd and landed in her hands.

Without any hesitation, the old woman took the key and threw it into the air, and the key grew against the wind, and suddenly formed a huge circular circle of light, enveloping everyone, and when the light group fell, a great suction force suddenly descended and fell on the ground of everyone covered by the blue light curtain.

In the midst of everyone's wandering, a rapidly rotating vortex suddenly appeared on the stone tablet.

Strange symbols faintly flashed around the whirlpool, and these symbols combined to form an indescribable force of rules, instantly pulling all the monks below the Spirit Gathering Realm into it.

I don't know how long later, in the sky above a mysterious space, a circular light curtain with a radius of one meter suddenly appeared, and as the light at the edge of the light became brighter and brighter, a figure fell from it, standing in this strange place, and the light curtain behind him also disappeared.

Holding back the feeling of dizziness that made people want to vomit, Meng Yang looked at his surroundings vigilantly.

And here, it is the miracle space, the legendary barbarian Nanyue miracle space.

Sensing that there was no danger nearby, Meng Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes swept around, and he began to look at the bad situation.

I saw that it was a huge forest, full of gray-black rotten gas, strange-shaped flowers and plants filled the air with a pungent smell, and the muddy swamps in some places were stinking, and from time to time there was a terrifying beast roar in my ears.

The earth was full of potholes, and even some of them had cracked to accommodate a foot, a huge crack that was bottomless, like a fierce beast squinting its eyes at this stranger who had suddenly come from the outer world.

"For the sake of your promise to my creation, I am teaching you an attack technique, which is enough to deal with some crises, you now have a single attack method, if you encounter a long-distance attack of the brute pattern powerhouse, you will definitely suffer. ”

Meng Yang smiled slightly and didn't reply, but his mind was already open.

After half a ring, when Meng Yang's closed eyes opened, he couldn't help but be excited, and muttered in a condensed voice: "Sleepy nails?"

Demon Zheng nodded and explained: "This is an attack method condensed with the spirit of all things, although there is no realm, but the power will be exerted with the strength of the intelligence, exert his terrifying momentum, and cooperate with the spiritual sense, it is even more powerful." ”

"No thanks..."

Meng Yang, who had a careful experience, exuded his spiritual sense as soon as his voice fell, and after some induction, he found that his spiritual sense could still be used in this miracle space, without any restrictions.

Meng Yang, who felt that there was no danger around, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and calmed down, but he did not give up his vigilance, bent over, squatted, and touched the somewhat damp land with his hand, and suddenly condensed six sleepy nails the size of a little thumb in his hand and grabbed them in his hand.

And this trapped nail transformed with dirt is not filled with any breath, it is simply the number one means of assassination.

"By the way, this sleepy nail can also be transformed into something you want to gaze at, such as guns, knives, swords, etc. ”

Listening to Mo Zheng's words, Meng Yang's palm immediately shook, but when he saw the six sleepy nails in his palm wriggling, they changed into a mask with only his eyes exposed, and while he was amazed in his heart, he put on a mask to cover his appearance and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "The situation here is even worse than I imagined, not only the space is extremely large, but even the location of the teleportation is random, there seems to be an invisible barrier here, and the scope of spiritual consciousness has been more than doubled." ”

Just as Meng Yang was vigilantly observing the surrounding environment, a wave of heat suddenly poured out from the identity jade jian.

Knowing that there was news, he withdrew his gaze, didn't say a word, and immediately fell into the jade slip.

Suddenly, a huge map appeared in my mind.

After a few serious glances, he found that the map in this jade slip should be a miracle space, and he sighed a little, secretly wrote down the direction where he was, combined with the picture outlined on the map, and thought about it, but still couldn't get any information, because this map was too big.

There are not only a lot of spiritual herbs in the miracle space, but also some mysterious treasures and refining materials, as for how big the space is, no one dares to guarantee.

And there is some kind of shifting formation in the space portal, which will instantly teleport some people who step into the miracle space to all corners, and there are some lucky Zongcheng warriors, once they are teleported, there are hundreds or thousands of medicinal herbs in front of them, and some unlucky disciples sometimes just fall into a cave where the spirit beast rests.

Meng Yang cautiously wandered around and checked, looked up at the towering tree, his heart moved, jumped up and stood on the top of the tree, what caught his eye was a continuous forest, and he couldn't look at the edge at all, Meng Yang frowned, didn't delay jumping off the tree, chose a random direction, and walked over.

The southeast cliff is a huge mountain forest located in the Yunhe Mountains and the East Barren Sand Plain, there are many demon beasts in the forest, and the strength is different, it is rumored that in the depths of the southeast cliff, there are powerful demon beasts that surpass the real martial arts, and even some demon beasts have reached the strength of turning into human form.

Meng Yang looked up, at this time, he thought it was late at night, hanging in the sky, it was a crescent moon.

Heaven and earth were sprinkled with a layer of silver light, making the southeast cliff that Meng Yang's eyes looked at full of mystery.

Listening to the high-pitched beast roar that kept coming from his ears, and the low screams of the demon beasts in the oath territory, Meng Yang took a deep breath, suppressed the breath overflowing in his body, held his breath, and cautiously walked towards the nearest demon beast roar.

At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, and in the jungle full of tall weeds and beast droppings, Meng Yang cautiously sneaked through the time of half a pillar of incense, and then stopped, picked up the reeds in front of him, and looked over.

I saw a huge figure covered in snow white, as tall as a wolf, with tentacles the size of fingers hanging under its whiskers, looking up at the moon, like a monk, exhaling the aura of heaven and earth, the back full of barbs, in the moonlight, glowing with cold light, people who watched were shuddering.

"Witch mastiff!"

Looking at the demon beast in front of him, Demon Zheng's eyes flashed, and he reminded Meng Yang softly.

The witch mastiff is a monster known for its speed, and the handful of white hair on the tip of the tail is its biggest weapon.

"Whew..."

At this moment, Meng Yang's ears heard a few beast roars that were different from those of the witch mastiff, which made his whole person vigilant.

Suddenly, the witch mastiff lowered its head and roared to the side, the ears that were erected, like mountain peaks, showed the majesty of the witch mastiff, and in the blink of an eye, the witch mastiff moved its limbs together and disappeared in place suddenly, its speed was so fast that Meng Yang was shocked.

At the same time, there was an inaudible sound of anger in his ears.

"Hurry up, kill the two of them, the woman will stay with me, I will let her torture her before she dies. ”

Looking around, he saw a young monk with an arrogant expression in his gestures, commanding the nine monks next to him, who were also wearing white robes and with cloud characters tattooed on their backs, shouting.

Under the flattering nodding of the nine young men, the young monk's expression was even more unstoppable, and he smiled proudly, looking at the two female cultivators who fled in front of him, his eyes were extremely lewd.

"Senior sister, I... I really can't run, the aura in my body has run out, you go, I'll stay and block for a while, buy time. ”

A nineteen-year-old female cultivator, with curved eyebrows, pink lips and bright eyes, revealing the meaning of shame and spring, her face was pale, panting, and she looked at another female cultivator who was younger in comparison, with a serious expression and a categorical manner.

The desperation in her tone made the younger nun cry when she heard it.

She knew in her heart what would happen if she fell into the hands of the other party, but when she went out, she promised her master to take good care of her junior sister, who knew that the young monk knew about it, and took a group of people who usually flattered and wagged their tails and begged for mercy to catch up with her.

If it weren't for the relationship behind the other party, she would have killed the other party a long time ago, and it was because of the concern about the relationship behind the young monk that the two fell into each other's trap, and after a fight to escape, they escaped.

The other party obviously didn't want the two of them to leave the southeast cliff so simply, so they chased the two of them without hurrying or slowing.

This scene happened to be seen clearly by Meng Yang.

"No, how can I leave my senior sister to run away alone, I want to go together, I want to stay together. ”

The younger nun looked at the nun who was breathing heavily with a determined expression and said.

"Senior sister, listen to senior sister, if we run away together, no one will be able to leave, the aura in my body is already extremely lacking, even if I continue to run, how long can I run? Now we have come to the southeast cliff, running forward, we will go to the depths of the southeast cliff, and it has not fallen into the mouth of the demon beast, I will stay, block them for you, you run out of the southeast cliff to find the Zongcheng team, and avenge me, even if I die, I will not be humiliated by that shameless man." ”

The two supported each other, squatting in a dense grass, sensing the many breaths that were getting closer and closer, and the woman's expression was extremely nervous.

"I don't want it, even if I escape, how to face you, face Zongcheng, this southeast cliff is extremely huge, maybe we can find other people to help. ”

"Help?... Senior sister, you are still young, you don't understand the cruelty of the fight between monks, and it may not be much better to fall into the hands of others than in the hands of that person, hey...!"

Meng Yang, who was hidden, pricked up his ears and listened to the conversation between the two female cultivators more than ten meters away, frowned, and looked at the other nine monks running in the distance.

Under some induction, Meng Yang's brows furrowed even deeper.

Because these nine young monks did not hide the spiritual power on their bodies, this made Meng Yang instantly know the other party's cultivation strength.

Except for Meng Yang, the monk who led the speech, he couldn't see through it, the other eight monks were all cultivators in the middle of Gongwu, which really surprised Meng Yang.

Seeing that the nine of them were getting closer and closer to the two female cultivators, Meng Yang was calm and calm, hiding his breath, without the slightest idea of saving the two female cultivators. Because in his senses, there is a man who dares to come this way.

"Ahh

An angry roar came out, and a figure jumped up from another bush jungle, with unparalleled momentum, and when it landed, it aroused the strong interest of the leading young man Dongxiong, and the remaining eight monks, sensing the strong aura of the arrival, retreated ten meters one after another, standing beside Dongxiong, looking at the person as if facing a great enemy.

"Late stage of the natural fetus!" Meng Yang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested.

"Who's coming?" asked the man, pretending to be calm.

"Kill your people. ”

"Hmph, kill me? The person who killed me hasn't shown up yet. ”

The man who came smiled disdainfully, and said coldly: "Dongxiong, Jianghe Zongcheng, the grandson of the Great Elder, is a person who likes women, and the female cultivators who have been ruined have died miserably, everyone is disgusted, not enough for the city, but the most arrogant and domineering of the Great Elder and grandson of Jianghe Zongcheng, I am right." ”

"Who the hell are you?"

"The one who killed you. ”

The man who came, word by word, as soon as the words fell, a strong wind blew around, which made Dongxiong's group of people frown and look uneasy.

I saw a man who came, stretched out his right hand, and a wind that was condensed and like white smoke suddenly turned into a transparent short spear.

On the short spear, surrounded by wind spirits, a trace of aura full of wind attributes was injected into it by the man, and this breath became more and more with the aura injected by the young man, and the wind blade short spear actually solidified the essence in the blink of an eye, and was caught by the man in his hand.

This scene made Dongxiong and the others gasp, and even Meng Yang looked intently at the wind blade short spear in the man's hand, although the condensed things were different, and even the means and spells of this method were different, but some of them were like sleepy nails, so there was no doubt about it.

The two women's hearts trembled as they looked at the tall man who suddenly appeared in front of them.

It's moving...

Meng Yang exclaimed, his gaze falling on the man.

I saw the man, in just a few breaths, the person had already come to Dongxiong, and under the shocked expressions of the eight people, and Dongxiong's solemn expressions, he lifted the wind blade short spear in his hand and stabbed it.

"When..."

A muffled bell rang, and a golden light curtain appeared on Dongxiong's body.

And the wind blade short spear that the man stabbed was actually blocked by the golden light curtain that suddenly appeared on Dongxiong's body, and it was difficult to save a single inch.

"What are you doing, kill him for me. ”

Dongxiong breathed a sigh of relief, his expression became arrogant again, and he yelled at the other eight Zongcheng junior disciples who were stunned on the spot.

This roar suddenly woke up the other eight monks, and they all summoned their weapons and attacked the man.

The man frowned, but his movements were not slow, his body leaned to the left, his right leg was pulled up, he gathered his energy, and suddenly kicked on the golden light curtain of Dongxiong.

The muffled sound of collision sounded again, and the Dongxiong people had already flown backwards, slamming into the trees and dropping large leaves.

At the same time, eight flying swords suddenly stabbed at the man.

The man snorted coldly, stepped on the ground with one foot, and when he borrowed his strength, the person had already jumped up.

Seeing that the momentum of their siege was broken by the man, the eight monks suddenly looked ruthless, and threw out the flying swords in their hands one after another, and played the magic battle again and again, and the flying swords thrown out were about to hit the ground, as if they were being dragged up, and stopped in the air.

The eight people cooperated tacitly, leaning together at the same time, their fingers moved, and the flying sword that was parked in the air immediately flew towards another landing man as if they had a target.

Eight flying swords, like eight long rainbows, along the way, flowers and branches broke off one after another, and were cut off.

The man with a calm expression, who had just stabilized his figure, looked at the flying sword flying towards him, and suddenly stepped off his horse, and his hands slashed in the void like an irregular stroke, and a pale color appeared in front of the man.

As the man's hands kept moving, the pale color was pierced by a stream of blue light, and the blue light like opening an umbrella shrouded the man's body in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the rushing flying sword had already reached the man.

"Brute Soul Earthen Wall!"

"Teng Teng Teng..."

The sound came from under the man's feet, and suddenly a two-meter-high earthen wall rose from the earth, surrounding the blue light curtain around the man.

There are eight rows of two corners connected to the earth gate, overlooking to form a seven-corner formation, which makes Meng Yang, who is hidden in the branches, take a deep breath.

Looking at the spell summoned by the man, the eight young monks who drove the flying sword glanced at each other, as if they had made some decision, and nodded to each other.

Immediately afterwards, the eight young monks raised their heads and opened their mouths at the same time.

One hand controls the flying sword, and with the other, he makes a few discoveries, and immediately slaps it into his abdomen.

A stream of blood spurted out from the mouths of the eight people, drawing a strange arc in the air and falling in front of them, forming a blood-colored ball of light.

The blood on the blood ball flickered, and the smell of blood caused the surrounding demon beasts to roar again and again, and even more, Meng Yang could sense that several powerful breaths were rushing towards this side, and these powerful breaths were not monks, but demon beasts.

The eight people controlled the flying sword with one hand, and grabbed the blood ball floating in front of them with the other, so at the same time, the flying sword controlled by them actually overflowed with bright red light, and the speed was more than doubled, and the tip of the flying sword was even more spiral light, which showed that the practice of the eight people greatly strengthened the attack of the flying sword.

Even the man who had always been unusually calm had a trace of solemnity on his face.

Suddenly, the eight flying swords slammed into the earthen wall summoned by the man, and the blood ball pinched in the hands of the eight people who controlled the flying swords also overflowed with drops of blood at this time, dripping from the palms and falling to the ground.

"Ahh

The eight people roared, and the hand holding the blood ball was used hard again, and the light of the flying sword, which had already penetrated half of the earthen wall, skyrocketed again.

With a loud boom, the Eight Gates Earth Wall was suddenly pierced and burst by the flying sword, and the castration was unabated, stabbing on the blue light curtain around the man's body.

The spiral energy carried by the eight flying swords was even more windy, and the earth and leaves were mixed, and from a distance, it looked like a giant dragon, devouring, like a man standing in the blue light curtain, which made people exclaim again and again.

Looking at Meng Yang, who was blowing the dragon wind, he hid his breath and quietly took a few steps back, while the two female cultivators who were closer to the man also supported each other and moved away in the distance under the exclamation.

And the spring light that appeared from time to time while the two women were walking happened to be seen clearly by Meng Yang.

Meng Yang, who was slightly interested, glanced at it a few times, pursed his lips, and then took his eyes off the two women, looking at the crazy demon beast aura not far behind him.

"If we don't settle the battle, I'm afraid these people will all die..."

Suddenly, the demon squinted his eyes and said softly to Meng Yang.

The man, seeing that the blue light curtain he had summoned was actually pierced by the tip of the eight flying swords, and the light curtain was sizzling, and it had reached the edge of shattering, so he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and swept towards the two female cultivators who had left the attack range, as if he had made a decision, and slowly closed his eyes.

After three breaths, a powerful aura suddenly gushed out, and suddenly the man was the center, rushing in all directions.

When the man opened his eyes again, the blue light curtain that surrounded him actually shrank violently.

In just a few breaths, when the blue light curtain expanded again, a destructive aura came out from the blue light curtain, and anything outside the blue light curtain, whether it was flowers, plants, gravel, bushes, or trees, was instantly torn apart.

The blue light curtain swelled wildly, and in just the blink of an eye, it formed a volume with a radius of one zhang.

And the flying sword stabbed on the blue light curtain also continued to squeeze outward and extend as the blue light curtain skyrocketed.

"Boom..."

A clear, audible flat voice came from the man's mouth.

The blue light curtain that surged up suddenly exploded, and the flying swords piercing it burst one after another at this moment, as if they had entered the turbulence of time and space, and were crushed.

The eight people who controlled the flying sword in the distance, at this time, suddenly suffered from pain, their faces turned pale, and they spit blood when they opened their mouths, and the blood ball in the hands of the flying sword was also coagulated and coagulated because of the fragmentation and destruction of the flying sword, turning into liquid blood and dripping from the palms of the eight people.

"Boom..."

Another huge roar sounded, the fire was overflowing, and the demon beast that smelled the smell of blood, under this fire that almost soared into the sky, screamed in fright, immediately turned its head upside down, and fled backwards.

The huge explosion shock wave, the impact of the eight people retreated backwards again and again, all the trees within the explosion range exploded one after another, burned to ashes by the high temperature in the firelight, and the burst of firelight, in the night, looked even more conspicuous and abnormal, a scorching breath, accompanied by the air waves, blew Meng Yang's entire shawl hair in the distance, and suddenly danced backwards, even the big tree under his feet, was swaying.

The two women looked at this scene, and worry appeared on their faces.

At this moment, a glowing wind blade short spear instantly shot out from the raging flames and rushed towards the place where the eight people were.

Eight people who had just stabilized their bodies and looked weak, blood was leaking from the corners of their mouths, their hands were covering their chests, and they were gasping for breath, and one of them suddenly saw a wind blade short spear rushing from the distant firelight, shooting towards him, his face was colorless, his scalp was numb, and he didn't think about it, so he hurriedly used the last bit of strength in his body, grabbed the shoulder of a person next to him, dragged it in front of him, and blocked himself.

The wind blade short spear, in the blink of an eye, carried the momentum on it, immediately pierced the monk who was blocking him.

Some of the young monks who had little regard for the power of the Wind Blade Short Spear were relieved, and a smile just appeared on their faces, and they instantly froze.

A trace of Yin Hong's blood, the corners of his mouth overflowed, the light in this person's eyes was dissipated, a trace of relief appeared on his face, and his consciousness was instantly dark.

The Wind Blade Short Spear actually pierced both of their bodies.

The remaining six people sensed the continuous loss of life breath from the two of them, and they were immediately frightened and hurriedly fled into the distance.

"Boom..."

The wind blade short spear that pierced the bodies of the two suddenly exploded, and the six monks who had only escaped two or three steps were suddenly shrouded in the fire of the wind blade short spear explosion, accompanied by a terrible scream, and the bones of the bombed were all gone.

And when Dongxiong was kicked out by the mysterious man, he had already disappeared without a trace and disappeared within the sensing range.

When the flames of the explosion faded away, the man calmly stepped out of it.

After a few moments of silence, the mysterious man used his aura and waved his sleeves to dispel the still burning fire.

And in this scene, the eyes of the two women watching were full of light.

After all, in the southeast cliff, a small flame can even cause a huge fire, and this man's approach made Meng Yang couldn't help but admire.

"Thank you Daman for your help, if it weren't for you, me and my junior sister, I'm afraid..."

"This kind of scum in the sect city, everyone can be punished, and the two senior sisters don't have to be like this. ”

Seeing the two women bowing, the man immediately walked over to help the two women in shock.

"My surname is Wolf, Tianxiao, you can call me Wolf Tianxiao. ”

The man Wolf Tianxiao smiled slightly, and the afterglow unintentionally swept to the spring light on the two women, hurriedly turned his head to look to the side, summoned the storage bag in his hand, took out two male clothes from it, and handed them over.

It looked like they were obviously a little flustered, which made the corners of the two women's mouths hook up a different kind of smile.

Seeing that the three of them were already sitting cross-legged together, chatting with each other, Meng Yang listened for a little time and left cautiously.

The mysterious man's name is Wolf Tianxiao, a person from the Wolf Clan's Sect City

As for whether this person's identity is as he said, he doesn't know, and Meng Yang is not interested in knowing.

But this man gave Meng Yang an extra layer of comprehension of the sleepy nail.

The explosions thrown by the wind blade short spear are vivid, if it weren't for this person, I'm afraid Meng Yang wouldn't have thought of this.

But at this moment, he knew that the Sleepy Nail in his hand could also be used to increase its power in this way, and it was not in vain to watch this battle.

With a sigh, Meng Yang came to the witch mastiff again, and the huge silver figure had long since disappeared.

"It seems that this witch mastiff has been affected by the great battle just now, and has gone somewhere else. ”

Mozheng lazily opened his eyes and chuckled.

Meng Yang, who shook his head, smiled indifferently and continued to walk towards the periphery of the southeast cliff in the direction of the neighing of the demon beast.

Three days later...

A huge and empty place where demon beasts lived, at this time there was a human monk who was still about sixteen years old.

This person's expression was cold, his thin lips were beautiful, his clothes had been soaked with a large amount of blood, and a powerful aura continued to overflow from this person's body, causing the surrounding demons to roar again and again.

Suddenly, the young man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, raised his head and spit out, and an arrow condensed by gray turbid qi suddenly shot two feet away from his head, scattered in all directions, and disappeared.

This young man is Meng Yang.

Sitting cross-legged in a tree hole where four people hugged each other, Meng Yang looked up at the silver moon hanging on the night, and groaned.

Just as he was about to ask the words that had been brewing in the heart of the demon for a long time, the white bone lock suddenly trembled, and then the sense was broken.

"Mozheng, Mozheng, if you tell me now that you are still a wandering spirit, I will never believe it..."

With a bitter smile, after taking a deep breath, he suddenly continued with a solemn expression: "But don't worry, I, Meng Yang, will not die!"

Knowing that the demon was in retreat at the moment, he also cut off his mental connection.

Meng Yang, who shook his head, didn't speak, got up and moved quickly to the north.

When stepping over the pile of rocks placed in the river, Meng Yang came to a big tree, and the spiritual power in his body was running on the palm of his hand at this time, and he slapped towards the big tree in front of him, and the three trapped nails like wooden branches were condensed and condensed, and they were grasped in his hands.

Carefully spreading his spiritual sense and checking it, Meng Yang's figure moved and disappeared in place.

Half an hour later, walking in a bamboo forest, he looked around cautiously.

In the past half hour, he had met several waves of people from other sect city cultivators.

Except for a very small number of people who wore identity jade slips, most of them were some casual cultivators who did not have any identity markers, or Zongcheng monks who deliberately did not wear identity jade pendants, pretended to be casual cultivators, and fished in troubled waters.

His approach was to give Meng Yang a wake-up call, and after some consideration, Meng Yang couldn't help but take off his identity jade pendant and put it in a storage bag.

Walking forward with a sense of relief, listening to the sound of the wind blowing in his ears and the swaying sound of the bamboo forest, watching the bamboo leaves that are shining in the sun and falling down like feathers, there is no leisure and leisure, but such a scene, Meng Yang has no time to take care of it.

"Woohoo!"

At this moment, suddenly two voices from the hidden weapon suddenly came from behind him.

The snake with the core of the voice was in danger, and the killing machine galloped, but when he saw Meng Yang's face, he was cold, and his left foot stepped suddenly, almost without taking any bamboo leaves under his feet, and the figure suddenly moved to the side in a strange posture.

Suddenly, the flying secret weapon overflowing with cold light pierced into the bamboo tree where Meng Yang had just been, and the violent aura overflowed and rushed, and the rising fire and roar exploded the bamboo tree on the spot.

Meng Yang hid behind the chaotic stone that could hide his figure, his face was cold under the vigilance in his heart, and the spiritual sense exploration range of about five zhang was instantly expanded, until he reached a hundred meters away, and then he could see the face of the person who came.

This person is a young man, about twenty years old, with a square face and thick eyebrows, and he does not wear any jade pendant or jade plate on his waist to indicate his identity, which shows that the other party should be a casual cultivator, or deliberately hide his identity.

The confidence and disdain on his face were looked at by Meng Yang.

As if the other party had discovered where he was hiding, he walked calmly and calmly.

With the sound of footsteps stepping on bamboo leaves, Meng Yang's eyes flashed with a cold light and he was not hiding, looking at the young monk who came from a distance.

"Yes, I wanted to sneak up on you when you were slack, but I didn't expect your spiritual sense to be so sharp. ”

Looking at the young man's complacent appearance, Meng Yang leaned against the tree and sneered: "Why did you sneak attack me?"

"Sneak attack? Aman's words are wrong, I've been following you, but you didn't notice it, how can it be called a sneak attack?"

With understatement, Meng Yang's face turned pale and gloomy.

Seeing that Meng Yang didn't speak, the young man cautiously swept around, and said easily: "For the sake of contribution, I can only end you here, fortunately, the place where you are walking is remote and uninhabited, and I will have to put a lot of effort into it." ”

At this moment, the young man's expression changed suddenly, and the relaxation on his face disappeared at this moment, knowing that Meng Yang was by no means as simple as he seemed on the surface, he immediately put away his contempt, in order not to attract others, almost as soon as his words fell, he didn't give Meng Yang any chance to react, and three cold rays of light flew away at an extremely fast speed.

Meng Yang's mind immediately froze, and the strange movements of his body flashed to the side, and the three cold rays shot by the young man seemed to have already known the direction of Meng Yang's dodge, almost one left and one right, blocking his entire dodge direction.

Before he landed, Meng Yang had a cold face, staring at the three cold rays that were shot, his waist was hard in the air, he changed his body shape, and under the somersault he landed, held it up with one palm, twisted his feet, and just dodged the hidden weapon from the left, and the hidden weapon that had been shot from the right and above, under the force of Meng Yang's single palm, bounced up his entire body, flipped backwards, and dodged in a thrilling way.

This action is really like flowing water, and it is extremely elegant.

Seeing Meng Yang's appearance, he was not angry but happy, and his expression was excited, and he was even more imperative for the storage bag on Meng Yang's body.

When Meng Yang stabilized his body and summoned the Broken Mountain Demon Knife in the storage bag, the young man had already taken out six finger-sized flying knife hidden weapons from the storage bag and threw them out.

Meng Yang, who did not intend to consume with the other party, quickly dodged behind the bamboo trees with his dantian spiritual power, and moved towards the young man to prepare for close quarters, since the other party is a master of hidden weapons, then the close range will not be relatively good, Meng Yang is full of confidence, as long as he seizes the slightest opportunity, he will definitely make the other party regret it.

Both of them had the intention of not using spiritual power without spiritual power, after all, under the overflow of spiritual power, it would attract other monks, and even demon beasts of true martial arts, then it would be too late.

The young man slapped his big hand on the storage bag, took out a short gun, and rushed towards Meng Yang.

The evil aura on his body caused the flying leaves behind him to roll wildly.

After Meng Yang flashed the opponent's hidden weapon, the distance between the two continued to close, and in the blink of an eye, the young monk's attack had arrived.

"When. ”

Meng Yang took a step on his horse, lifted the Broken Mountain Demon Knife, and with a twist of his wrist, he hit the short spear stabbed by the young monk.

The corners of the young monk's mouth raised, his body shook violently, and when the spiritual power was running, the powerful force directly shook the Broken Mountain Demon Knife in Meng Yang's hand.

Meng Yang's big hand grabbed in the air, and the shattered Broken Mountain Demon Knife was reversed, and was grabbed by his right hand again, without any hesitation, from top to bottom, slashed over, as long as the young man didn't have time to block the defense, just one blow, the other party would definitely be seriously injured.

The corners of the young man's mouth rose, and he sneered, and the other hand without a short gun and gloves suddenly erupted with a ghostly light, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly overflowed, and he grabbed the Broken Mountain Demon Knife that Meng Yang slashed down, and a faint wave of qi spread from the circle of the young man's palm, and the strong strength on the knife directly made the young man's entire body and feet fall into the ground three inches.

"The pinnacle of the heavenly fetus!"

"The pinnacle of the Heavenly Fetal Realm..."

The result of this hard clash of spiritual power made both of them retreat sharply backwards, looking at each other with a solemn face.

Sweeping the gloves that the young man was wearing on his right hand made Meng Yang frown.

This hard-fought resistance, under the induction of spiritual sense, everyone knows that the other party is in the realm of cultivation.

The young monk also couldn't imagine that Meng Yang was actually the same as his cultivation, forcing himself to expose his cultivation in advance to use his spiritual power to fight, although he had just hit him with his life, but he would let himself fall into passivity in the next battle, under this trade-off, fools know what to do.

At this moment, the two of them did not move, staring at each other, the bamboo leaves falling from the bamboo forest around them, like a boat in the sea, flipped in front of the waves, blown away by the wind, the clothes and hair of the two were also dancing with the wind, and the bamboo leaves were shining down in the warm sun, reflecting the two of them and the surroundings.

Suddenly, a bamboo leaf happened to fall from between the two, Meng Yang and the young monk's eyes were always vigilantly looking at each other, and time seemed to stand still, only the bamboo leaf that seemed to be enjoying the warm sun brought by the warm sun, lazy, slowly falling slowly.

And at the moment when the leaves fell to the ground, Meng Yang and the young man suddenly moved.

Meng Yang's eyes were like electricity, his hand broke the mountain demon knife, and with the momentum of the dragon going out to sea, he stretched forward and stabbed it violently.

Looking at the Broken Mountain Demon Knife that seemed to stir up space with a strong killing intention, the young man was still not in a hurry, he flipped back, his body was upside down, his hands were on the ground, his legs were apart, and the long sword that stabbed him just pierced between his outstretched legs.

A blow missed, Meng Yang frowned, his hand interrupted the mountain demon knife, but it was not slow, and the spiritual power was now activated, injected into the broken mountain demon knife, and cut off the young man's ankle, as long as it hit, the young man would not die or be disabled, you must know that if this sword goes down, the young monk's entire hamstring is afraid that it will be picked out.

Meng Yang's tricky attack made the face of the young monk, who had always been very flat, change for the first time.

Seeing that he had a gloomy face, he didn't even think about it, and immediately turned his upside-down legs, and the moment he stepped on Meng Yang's Broken Mountain Demon Knife Knife, he not only avoided the important attack parts, but even sank down with the strength of the flying sword, and while unloading the strength of the flying sword, he smashed it to the center of the ground and put it on his knees.

With the glow of spiritual power condensed into a bowl on his knees, the young monk's knees were smashed to the ground by the huge energy that filled the body of the Broken Mountain Demon Sword.

"Boom..."

A dull sound of steel colliding sounded, and the young man's entire knee was smashed into the dirt field, and countless cracks three inches long appeared around his knee.

Seeing that he had succeeded in one blow, Meng Yang held the Broken Mountain Demon Knife with both hands, and with a twist of his body, the person seemed to be moved in place by an invisible big hand, and the Broken Mountain Demon Knife with a faint spiritual power and ghostly light quickly stabbed from the other side of the young man.

Only then did the young man stabilize his body, and suddenly felt that a huge crisis was coming.

The moment he just raised his head, the young man's eyes were filled with a slender cold light that was getting bigger and bigger.

Not only did he react, he stretched out his gloved palm and used his spiritual power, wanting to grab it again and unload the attack.

But Meng Yang's Broken Mountain Demon Knife has been injected with spiritual power, how could it be such a simple attack just now, not to mention the young monk, the entire body that was smashed by Meng Yang's knife just now was on the ground, and there was no place to borrow strength, how to block it.

I saw that this Broken Mountain Demon Knife, which overflowed with spiritual power, quickly stabbed in the palm of the young man's hand with five fingers stretched out to grab in Meng Yang's eyes with a cold face.

But as soon as he heard a huge sound of bone cracking, the young man's entire arm was instantly stabbed by the force of the flying sword, and it became bent, and his body was also under this huge force, like a cannonball, flying backwards, and breaking several bamboo trees with thick arms one after another, before he stopped castration and fell to the ground.

Yin Hong's blood spurted out of the mouth of the young man who looked pale and sweated on his forehead, and his gloved hands were trembling continuously. Forcibly enduring the heart-piercing pain from his arm and a feeling of dizziness in a coma, the young man gritted his teeth, held the bamboo tree behind him with a grim expression, slowly stood up, and breathed heavily.

Meng Yang, who was running with the Broken Mountain Demon Knife, still had a cold face, and he didn't intend to give the other party any chance, if it weren't for his confidence in the use of the Broken Mountain Demon Knife, now, it must be him who is lying there.

Looking at Meng Yang's rushing figure, the young monk did not move, nor did he have any intention of swallowing the pill, but his eyes were full of pleading.

Meng Yang sneered, and rushed towards it even faster, and the flying sword in his hand, accompanied by the killing machine, glowed with spiritual power.

With the flying sword in his hand stabbing hard, the young monk with a look of regret and pleading eyes changed, and with the raised corners of his mouth and a grim expression full of disdain, the arm that was still trembling and wearing gloves just now was raised violently when Meng Yang lifted the Broken Mountain Demon Knife and stabbed it.

At this time, Meng Yang, who was lifting the Broken Mountain Demon Sword with both hands, had no chance to dodge at all, because the distance between the two was only one step away.

When the light was shining, the young man's entire glove suddenly came out of his hand, forming a palm, and suddenly hit Meng Yang's chest, and as the flying sword came out of his hand, it flew out, and Meng Yang's whole body was like a shrimp, bowed up, and flew upside down.

The strength and speed were so great that Meng Yang's entire body was actually dragging a long body mark on the ground, and when the heavy impact of his back formed cracks on the stone rock, the torturous pain came slowly.

And the glove was also attacking Meng Yang for a moment, and it fell to the ground and spontaneously combusted.

The young monk looked at the glove with some pain, took a deep breath, and when his gaze turned to Meng Yang, he sneered as if relieved and walked over.

Meng Yang stared at the young monk who came and hurriedly got up, but at this time, his body did not react uncontrollably, as if he was imprisoned, except for the aura that Tian Dan kept rushing to his chest to recover his injuries, he couldn't even move his fingers.

"There is a method of imprisonment on this glove, careless!"

Meng Yang's face turned pale and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't even open his mouth at the moment.

The young monk who was walking slowly in front of Meng Yang shook his head, picked up the short snatch on the ground, looked around with a relaxed expression, and then patted the dust on his body, his eyes fell on Meng Yang, and said seriously: "Feel it?"

"I really didn't expect that when I entered the miracle space, I would have met such an opponent as you, if I hadn't been prepared, I was afraid that I would only have escaped and forced me to use a killer weapon, and you would be the first person I have killed, so in order to prevent future troubles, I will not spare my hands. ”

After the young monk finished speaking, his face was calm, and he didn't give Meng Yang any chance to speak, and directly raised the short gun in his hand and stabbed at his dantian.

Meng Yang's expression was calm, his face was gloomy and he pulled his hands on the ground, trembling constantly, and his whole body, under that nameless confinement, began to move to resist, and a strong consciousness began to rush towards the confinement of the body.

"Good boy, I really can't leave you behind!"

The young man's words fell, and the head of the short spear that was stabbed off was glowing in vain.

At this moment, the cold light on the head of the spear is only three feet away from the place of Mengyang Dantian, and the bamboo leaves are still falling around, and the warm sun is still the same as the earth, even the breeze is also refreshing, blowing across the earth, brushing the faces of the two people with different expressions, blood-stained clothes and dancing hair.

An indescribable feeling suddenly filled Meng Yang's mind, making his expression change, and he said in a cold voice: "Sleepy nails!"

The left hand that was loose on the ground instantly condensed three soil nails and flew towards the young man.

At the same time, the gun was already only a foot away from Meng Yang.

If the short spear in the young man's hand was five times slower at this time, then the speed of the Sleepy Void Nail was five times faster, as if it had returned to the normal speed of time, and under Meng Yang's shocked look, the Sleepy Void Nail came out of his hand, and it stabbed directly into the young man's eyebrows, bringing up three pieces of blood that scattered like stamens.

Seeing the young monk's eyes wander and fall to the ground with a short gun, Meng Yang breathed heavily, and the coldness that seemed to come from the depths of his soul suddenly disappeared, leaving Meng Yang full of surprise and incredulity.

Everything that just happened, almost in the blink of an eye.

For this quick battle, Meng Yang didn't know whether to be happy or happy.

In order not to cause the surrounding demon beasts, or the other Zongcheng cultivators hidden in the dark, neither of them chose to use the brute pattern, but because of this, Meng Yang almost caught the other party's path, and he didn't expect that the trapped void nail that he had just cultivated for a short time would actually break through in a desperate situation.

If it was said that Meng Yang's Trapped Void Nail used to complete it in about five breaths, now it can be condensed into a Trapped Void Nail almost in the blink of an eye, and the speed is even faster.

The death of the young man made the imprisoning power in Meng Yang's body disappear.

Frowning, he hesitated, his heart moved slightly, and in the palm of his hand on the ground, three sleepy nails suddenly condensed, and the speed of their transformation was completed in an instant, and Meng Yang, who was startled, was in a trance, and looked at this scene blankly.

After a long time, a trace of determination flashed in Meng Yang's eyes, this time such a dangerous battle made his use of the Sleepy Void Nail rise to a higher level, and it really responded to the words of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the battle of life and death, the beneficiary is honored.

He sighed at him, shook his head, and put the Broken Mountain Demon Knife into the storage bag.

Without wasting any time, he immediately used his spiritual power, forming a palm shape, wrapping this hot flow, leading it to his chest, and treating the injured part with his breath.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up, a smile appeared, and he muttered to himself.

"I didn't expect that after this battle, my dantian's spiritual power was a little more refined. ”

Sensing the Dantian Linghai that had grown a little stronger, Meng Yang couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and looked at the young man's corpse lying on the ground in front of him, his hands and feet gradually stiffened, and he couldn't help but put away his thoughts, and swept around with a cautious expression.

Finding that there was no abnormal movement, Meng Yang crushed the sleepy nail in his hand, stood up, and when his fists were clenched, his whole body was shocked, and the large dust on the cuffs of his shirt shook out of his body as the spiritual power gushed out from his body.

Walked up to the dead young monk, took the other party's storage bag, and disappeared into the bamboo forest with the silver-white short spear.