"If you don't like it, can we talk about something else?"

Meng Yang looked at Elder Song calmly, and there was no hint of ridicule in his tone.

However, Elder Song's smile instantly froze, revealing an intriguing meaning.

"With all due respect, I have a lot of admiration for Elder Lin, and in terms of combat power, the entire Qingshan Sect City can be ranked in the top five. ”

"The acquiescence of the Eight Great Sects behind this battle is not for the sake of the cultivation resources. ”

"Oh...?" Meng Yang looked at Elder Song with a pretended puzzle and said, "Why is that?"

"For the sake of the title of Grandmaster..."Elder Song looked around vigilantly, and whispered a word beside Meng Yang.

"Grandmaster?" Meng Yang shook his head in confusion, but Rao Tianhuang in the scabbard sighed slightly.

Seeing Meng Yang like this, Elder Song took a deep breath and explained with a choked throat: "In the ancient land, every thousand years, there is a bloody storm that stirs up the entire old land, and there are also countless corpses that have stepped on the cultivation of the same path, and they have walked towards the realm of the grandmaster. ”

"Many people think that cultivating to reach the true martial arts is the powerhouse of the grandmaster realm? Wrong, very wrong, even some of the super strong people who are called the great grandmasters now, they are called because of respect, and there is no title of Chengtian, they are ordinary true martial arts. ”

"What does this mean, it shows that the order of the Heavenly Dao, there are traces, it has reached the opening time of the Title Grandmaster, and it is a sign before the chaos is coming. You and I have already reached the half-step fusion body, and we are only a natural fetus away from the True Martial Realm, as long as we cooperate in the Qingding World and obtain enough resources for us to cultivate to the Heavenly Fetus Realm, are we afraid that before that day comes, we won't be able to get a piece of the pie? . ”

Listening to Elder Song's impassioned speech and that fiery and excited expression, Meng Yang sneered again and again in his heart.

Saying so much, it's not nonsense, but now the situation is for Meng Yang, where else can it be messed up?

Not to mention, all of this Elder Song is speculation, the time is not accurate, and it is purely bluffing.

The outside world doesn't say that it is the ancient barbarian land, but the three acts of the land, those sect cities are all good.

If you want them to fight, unless there is a major event that affects the survival and interests of all demons.

But how can such a major event happen so easily, I'm afraid that it will be a scene of harmony and wealth for a hundred years.

Just as Meng Yang stared coldly at Elder Song and muttered to himself, Elder Song's piercing hoarse voice sounded again.

"As I guessed, the appearance of the great war, either in this otherworldly battle, or after leaving this Qingding region, no matter what, the eight major sects will not give up, and their indifference is like the key to open the chaotic war, only fighting, continuous fighting, sacrificing the sky with blood, the road to the title will appear, and it will be the number of Tiancheng and soar to the sky. ”

Meng Yang took a deep breath and looked at Elder Song with a smile: "What if you're wrong." ”

Elder Song flicked his sleeves and said categorically: "Impossible, the group of people who have won the Heavenly Inheritance will all comprehend the origin of the Dao, and now this group of Grandmaster powerhouses who only have cultivated and have no title are not real grandmasters at all." ”

"Only fighting, and only fighting, will open the way to the heavens. ”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yang shook his head again, which made Elder Song frown, and secretly scolded Meng Yang for not knowing what to do.

However, Meng Yang didn't intend to give the other party any face, so he simply showed a sneer on his face.

Not to mention his current Primal Martial Realm, even if it was the Fusion Body Realm, or the Heavenly Fetal Realm that was only one step away from the True Martial Realm, he would not listen to Elder Song's nonsense. This person is not only self-righteous, but also has an obnoxious pretentious arrogance.

Therefore, Meng Yang was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with this person, pursed his lips, and a trace of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You misunderstood me, I said it wrong, it's not that you said the wrong method, but you think wrong. ”

"Your fault, your mistake is to take yourself seriously. ”

"In my eyes, you are just a cornerstone to be stepped on, without you, I would have lived longer, hum..."

Without saying a word, Meng Yang paused, and immediately disappeared in place.

Seeing that Meng Yang was so faceless, Elder Song's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent, and he said.

"Those who know the times are Junjie, since you give up by yourself, Hugh is about to cause chaos, the day I take the sect master of Qingshan Sect City is the time to sacrifice your soul with your life..."

......

Back in the attic that had been rearranged for Qingshan Zongcheng, Meng Yang's expression was extremely gloomy.

This Elder Song was really vicious, and he even quietly planted a poisonous Gu on him when he had just whispered in his ear.

If you don't find it early, I'm afraid you will really fall into your trap.

If I don't get rid of being remembered, it is difficult to understand the hatred in my heart.

Pulling out the transparent poisonous Gu that was constantly wandering in his body, Meng Yang snorted fiercely.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and then he summoned the wealth information and looked at it.

[Wealth]: 2,953,000.

[Realm]: A heavy realm in the early stage of martial arts.

[Coagulation]: 0/9 [+].

[Martial Soul]: Six turns and one yuan Xuanding realm level [+].

[Storage space]: 300 cubic meters [+].

[Teleportation]: 1300 meters distance [+].

Looking at the realm column, Meng Yang's eagle eyes flashed and he groaned: "It's time to improve your strength..."

Elder Qingshan, who was transformed into the strength of the Body Fusion Realm, Meng Yang was also facing an existence of the same realm, or even a higher realm.

This made him like an ox burdened, powerless, and he had to be vigilant at all times.

You must improve your cultivation strength to cope with everything you will face next.

He didn't dare to go to the land of Pingshang, unless someone helped him attract that group of soul creatures with the strength of the True Martial Realm.

And he, who originally wanted to make a big difference in Qingshan Zongcheng, found that Qingshan Zongcheng was currently in a dilemma.

This is not bad, leaving Meng Yang with a lot of respite to think about what will happen next.

"Ding! Consume three million wealth points to complete the first blood clotting..."

At the same time as this news appeared in the pupil of his right eye, Meng Yang found that his body suddenly tightened.

The blood flowing from under the flesh seemed to have been transformed and became heavy.

At the same time, the beating heart in the left chest cavity also suddenly stopped at this moment.

When it beat again, the terrifying qi and blood that emerged from the pores seemed to rush out of the peerless fierce demon in the seal of the gods, the momentum was huge, fierce and majestic, and it almost collapsed the jade mattress under Meng Yang's cross-knee seat.

Fortunately, before Meng Yang's retreat, he placed a lot of isolation around the attic to stabilize the prohibition of the earth and air.

Otherwise, the vast blood qi that poured thousands of miles just now was afraid that his identity would be completely exposed in front of all Qingshan Sect Cities.

"Three million fortunes clotted once, that is, the value of wealth now is only enough for me to clot. ”

Meng Yang, who was frowning, clenched his fists and raised his voice: "No matter, I'm talking about blood condensation first." ”

"Ding! Consume three million fortunes and successfully coagulate twice..."

"Ding! Consume three million fortunes and successfully coagulate blood three times..."

......

During this period of Meng Yang's retreat, Qingshan Zongcheng ordered all his disciples to settle in the city and not to go out.

Although it was not clear what was going on, as disciples, they had no choice but to obey Zongcheng's orders.

Two days later, Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged in the palace, opened his eyes in surprise.

After the blood clotting was completed, Meng Yang immediately looked inward.

The red halo appeared around the little man sitting cross-legged on the foundation of the Linghai Dao.

This made Meng Yang excited, and he kept nodding secretly, understanding that this halo was the karmic fire that Rao Tianhuang was referring to.

This is a change form that the monk perceives after completing the blood condensation of Juwu.

Karmic fire is a reflection of what the monk has done in his life.

The red karmic fire represents evil, killing, and anger.

The white karmic fire represents the ordinary, calm, and insipid.

As for the golden karmic fire, except for the group of Buddhist cultivators who are responsible for purifying sentient beings, at least in Meng Yang's cognition, it is difficult for other monks to appear.

The appearance of red karmic fire has already shown that Meng Yang is an existence with bloody hands, and as his cultivation becomes stronger, even in the use of supernatural powers and spells, he will carry the light of karmic fire, and the red karmic fire with such a rich halo is extremely rare.

Meng Yang's eyes flashed with a hint of melancholy, he didn't expect that under the approval of Heavenly Dao, he would be so extreme.

Taking a deep breath, he withdrew from his inner vision and began to run the exercises to try the speed of breathing.

Immediately, he discovered that the first martial arts that had completed blood coagulation were different in absorbing spiritual power in addition to the appearance of karmic fire.

If the previous exercises could operate on their own, then at this moment, not only could they operate on their own, but even the methods of absorbing spiritual power had become different, but the speed of breathing still did not increase, indicating that Meng Yang was still a waste body with no cultivation talent.

However, compared with the softness before blood coagulation, the blood gathering after blood coagulation is rare and domineering in the process of vomiting.

This kind of domineering, even when there is no aura around, will plunder you.

Unlike before, when he was in a spiritless place, the accomplice was not functioning, which made Meng Yang a little surprised.

Meng Yang was very pleasantly surprised by the changes in promotion.

After gathering martial arts, I am afraid that every time I am promoted, there will be a trace of change.

Looking inward, he looked at Daoji's Yuanying villain sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed again, and Meng Yang nodded and withdrew with peace of mind.

But at this moment, he was shocked, and suddenly saw that on the waist of his Yuanying villain, there was a white thread-like thing like a thin line of real martial arts.

If you don't look closely, it's hard to spot this line of general stuff.

Because his color is almost exactly the same as Meng Yang Yuanying's color.

Meng Yang was shocked in his heart and immediately beckoned.

At the touch of a button, a picture suddenly appeared in Meng Yang's mind.

The still picture, the moment it spreads out, moves.

The churning and wriggling clouds, the terrifying coercion, and the lightning and thundering sky immediately made all the spiritual energy around a mountain forest suddenly stagnate, the beasts hissed, and the earth shook, but under this cloud of calamity, there stood a young man who was arrogant and held a single knife.

Seeing this young man, Meng Yang suddenly smiled. This picture turned out to be a scene when he crossed the catastrophe.

I saw that the coarse thunder tribulation had just fallen, and without any ripples, it was absorbed by Meng Yang's body.

In the second, third, and fourth shares, although Meng Yang was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, the breath on his body was stronger.

The fifth, sixth, and until the eighth, Meng Yang, who spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, pressed his knees, and showed provocation in his eyes, not letting his legs tremble, immediately made the thunder and lightning that rolled over the clouds even thicker.

This monstrous thunder tribulation, which seemed to be able to destroy everything, had not yet fallen, and instantly split the ground standing at Meng Yang's feet, and its incomparably powerful qi wave even lifted away many sky-high trees and boulders.

Seeing this, Meng Yang thought about it again now, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

At that time, if he hadn't condensed this Heavenly Tribulation Thunder into a Thunder-like Xuandan, I am afraid that he would have already become a scorched corpse.