Until this time, Meng Yang solved the most helpless problem at present, if he needs help in the future, he can directly summon the evil puppet, and become the two puppets of the evil puppet's left arm and right arm, he doesn't need to pay more attention, as long as he summons all three corpses to appear at the same time.

Meng Yang's eyes flashed, he took a deep breath, and looked at the Embroidered Spring Knife in the middle of the Blood Moon on the top of the lightning.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but give up the idea of letting the embroidered spring knife continue to devour all the magic weapons that could not be used.

But some grades that Meng Yang couldn't look down on, they still classified them from the storage ring and called them out.

He has broken through to become a martial arts realm, he doesn't need to fly with a flying sword, under the baptism of the heavenly calamity, his spiritual power has almost reached the point where he can change everything around his body into his own realm, maybe for other martial artists, he will catch some powerful spirit beasts as mounts, or continue to use powerful magic weapons as flying magic weapons, but for Meng Yang, he feels a little eyesore.

After sorting out the elixirs and the healing elixirs with different effects in it, Meng Yang began to retreat on his knees again.

Thousand Soul Pan, the first king Suo Yuan, is condensing the blood and desecrating the flesh, and around the top of the mountain where the embroidered spring knife is located, there are also many devouring magic weapons, and the evil puppet, along with the two puppets, is breaking through the late stage of Juwu.

Under the Nine Xuan Zhenzun Three Divine Heavenly Technique, the four Xuan Dan were also integrated with the body of the rising sun.

Three days later, after Meng Yang made a decisive decision and consolidated all kinds of discomfort after breaking through the gathering of martial arts, the powerful coercion sprinkled on his body was instantly controlled, his eyes flashed, and the heavy and sharp aura that spread around him like a giant peak could also return to his body.

[Fortune]: 1,453,000.

[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]: 300 meters distance [+].

When he opened his eyes, he swept his pupils and wealth, and his right eye flashed.

In less than three breaths, the prohibitions arranged around it were instantly absorbed back by the cross-eyes that spread around it.

Then, he looked up at the sky, his eyes softened and sighed: "For a year, for a whole year, I, Meng Yang, have been fighting for survival in the land of the ancient burial curtain as a demon barbarian, but fortunately, I got what I wanted, and the Gathering Martial Realm finally broke through, and it was time to go home." ”

"I don't know what level Fu Tianzhuo and them have reached now, and whether they will be lazy..."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yang had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and then stood up, stretched out his right foot, and stomped it violently.

A crack like opening his gaze appeared in the void in front of Meng Yang, and immediately expanded.

Finally, at a speed visible to the naked eye, a void tunnel was formed that could accommodate Meng Yang's passage.

And Meng Yang only glanced at it, and then stepped forward.

As the void rift merged and disappeared, Meng Yang's whole person disappeared in place in an instant

I don't know how long it took, in a small barbarian village on the border of the ancient curtain and the border of the barren curtain.

He appeared silently, without attracting anyone's attention, lifted his foot, and disappeared again in place.

He flew all the way, extremely fast, like an aurora, one step of 100 meters, into the territory of the barren curtain.

After sweeping his gaze to make sure that there was no reason, he looked up at the already nightly sky, and his eyes disappeared once again.

On the southern border of the barren curtain, Lanshan, a land of green mountains and green waters, has been shrouded in a fog for many years.

It is rumored that this Lanshan is actually a place of the Demon Barbarian Sect called Lanshan Zongcheng.

Someone had been curious to enter this fog before, but no matter how they walked, they all went around.

The fog inside is even more uncertain for experienced demon hunters.

What's more, it is an ordinary demon barbarian who has not cultivated, which also confirms that there are rumors of the monk sect city here.

Speaking of which, I have to mention that the demon barbarians are actually the same as humans, but they are different in appearance and race.

Among the demon barbarians, there are martial artists who can transform their qi and blood into spirits and successfully cultivate, and there are also monks who have stepped into the beginner martial arts and entered the cultivation world.

There are also ordinary demon barbarians who can't cultivate, but yearn for a better tomorrow.

And their lives, like those of human beings, are ill-fated, decaying plants, marrying wives and having children, and avoiding disasters.

If the human sect is regarded as the last fortress to protect the homeland, then the demon barbarian sect is the place where the strong stay.

This has led to many demon barbarians who have the idea of becoming a great barbarian and have been living at the foot of Lanshan Mountain, wanting to touch the legendary opportunity every moment, hoping to enter the Dharma Eye of Zongcheng and become a disciple of Zongcheng, so that they can live a long life and practice the way of barbarian arts.

In the end, more and more people gathered here, and after a long time, a small barbarian village of more than 1,000 people was formed.

But the old people who have lived in Lanshan all their lives have been desperate, from when they were young, when they arrived here, to now in their twilight years, not to mention the opportunity to become a big man, they have never even met a big man.

Because any monk, whether he is flying or doing anything else, has a protective spirit on his body.

It is also because of the existence of the spirit shield that many monks who do not have qi and blood to turn into spirits cannot see the shrouded with the naked eye.

Now, this incomparably calm mountain has become unquiet at this point.

The clouds and mist that had originally gathered suddenly spread out from it, and the roar that came out of it attracted countless barbarians who were resting.

They looked up in surprise and saw that in the roar of the Blue Mountain, a cold-eyed figure immediately stepped out of the mist.

When this person appeared, their hearts couldn't help but stagnate.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation made them suddenly feel uncomfortable breathing.

As if under control, there was a smell that made them uneasy.

This person was none other than Meng Yang, who had come to this mountain three days ago.

It is not a Zongcheng at all, but a kind of artificially arranged prohibition.

Meng Yang, who had the eyes of the cross, instantly saw that this prohibition contained a rule structure that he had never used before, which made Meng Yang curious, and directly plunged into the fog, which took three days to finally crack it.

In the end, with the same rule structure, a prohibition was rearranged to condense the eyes of the cross.

Judging from the aura that remained in the forbiddenness, it was not strong, and with time, it had almost disappeared.

But Meng Yang still sensed a powerful coercion from it.

This kind of coercion made Meng Yang, who had come into contact with the powerhouses of the Great Grandmaster Realm, immediately understand.

The long-lasting mist of this Lanshan actually appeared a long, long time ago.

How long Meng Yang couldn't deduce it, but after experiencing the Nine-Colored Heavenly Tribulation, he still smelled a breath of Heavenly Tribulation from the Lanshan Prohibition, and on the surface, the people who left this mist prohibition were left behind by the people who broke through the True Martial Realm many years ago.

Fortunately, Meng Yang's line learned a new prohibition, he paused slightly, his eyes swept over the many worldly mortals who looked up at her at the foot of the mountain, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and his body swayed, rising to the sky, and galloping towards the south.

Although Meng Yang got the map of the three major curtains from Jing Hongyun, the territory of the barren curtain is very large, compared to the ancient curtain, it is not too much, if you fly all the way, the time is too long, only by relying on the teleportation array, can you instantly cross the domain for millions of miles, or even tens of millions of miles.

But the teleportation array closest to him would also take a long time to arrive, so Meng Yang would focus all his attention on all the strange things he could see along the way.

If he hadn't felt it in his heart and opened his eyes, he would have even missed the prohibition arranged by the great master monk on Lan Mountain.

After all, the strength of the Crossing Eye is equal to the number of arranged formations, as long as he can learn, Meng Yang will not miss it.

Thinking about it like this, Meng Yang's eagerness to go home was also filled with calmness.

After making up his mind, Meng Yang's eyes flashed, and he immediately flew in the direction of the teleportation array.

Under the use of the hidden mantra, if it is not forcibly probed, it is difficult for ordinary monks to find Meng Yang, who is walking in the air.

In particular, Meng Yangfei's extreme height is almost to the limit that his body can bear.

He did this, not only to save unnecessary methods, but also to be able to make his body closer to the scorching sun, under the operation of the Rising Sun Brahma Record, the scorching energy that drilled into the body strengthened Meng Yang's body all the time, increasing his strength, so to speak, even if Meng Yang didn't have to do anything, just standing in the place where the scorching sun shone, his cultivation would still increase.

Although the rate of growth is extremely slow, it can be very terrifying over the years.

Under the strong wind, Meng Yang ran like extreme thunder, escaped like a bright light, and disappeared in place in the blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to swallow three pills to recover the loss of spiritual power, he suddenly frowned, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the three people flying slowly in the sky below. These three people, two men and one woman, cultivated for Meng Yang to see through at a glance.

In addition to this woman's cultivation is only in the middle of Gongwu, the other two men are in the late stage of Gongwu.

For these three people, Meng Yang had no interest, but what they said made Meng Yang look interested.

These two men and one woman looked normal, but Meng Yang still saw a hint from the expressions of the three of them.

From the conversation, the young man with a gentle face and a flying sword on his shoulders seemed to come with the woman with fair skin, pink face, red lips, and a rather beautiful woman.

What is strange is that the man has never spoken, and finally under the woman's explanation, he learned that the man had been seriously injured once before and had to remove the Adam's apple, resulting in inability to speak.

As for the other man, his name was Yan Le, his face was handsome, but his eyes were cold from time to time, which made Meng Yang think of his previous self.

As for the woman, her name matches her delicate face, and her name is Hui Xue.

Listening to the woman's words, Yan Le, who had cold eyes, frowned tightly and seriously thought about the truth and falsehood of the other party's words, looking at the woman's pretentious posture, the disgust in his heart was deeper, until the other party was uncomfortable and said.

"I don't have the slightest interest in you, I'm afraid the cave you said is not so simple, right?"