"Fuzong, the strongest scattered cultivation of the four realms of the Great Curtain, has excellent talent. ”

"When I was seventeen years old, I stepped into the realm of the Great Perfection of Gathering Spirits, and so far I have cultivated for less than two hundred years, and it is the realm of a half-step great grandmaster, I heard that this person has a lot of research on prohibitions, which may be the reason why he is one step ahead of us, this trip to nothingness, belongs, great enemies..."

Zhen Qianyuqiu frowned, and said in a pleasant voice: "What about the person behind us?"

"Jing Hongyun is also the cultivation of the Great Curtain, and his strength is in the late Nine Realms of True Martial Arts. ”

"Four hundred years ago, with the late cultivation of Gongwu, he left the land of nothingness alive. ”

It can be seen that this person is also scheming and gloomy, so people have to beware of the existence of caution. ”

On the other side of the halfway waist of the snow peak, Jing Hongyun looked solemnly at the sky above his head.

Where there are two strands, let yourself feel the aura of threat.

At this moment, although his face was ordinary, the tiredness between his eyebrows made him no longer have the same momentum as before.

"What the hell is this demon girl doing, she has been stuck in place for two days, could it be that she is trapped by the ban?"

Jing Hongyun waved his hands, simply leaned directly on a stone cliff on the snow peak, and muttered.

After separating from Meng Yang, Jing Hongyun cautiously began to act.

Especially the Thunder Stone Bridge, Meng Yang's departure completely disrupted his plan.

Otherwise, there are many dangerous prohibitions on the Snow Peak, and with Meng Yang's methods, it is enough for him to save at least half of his time.

How can they fall into such passivity?

The snowy peaks are full of prohibitions, and the more you climb, the smaller your area is.

Halfway up to the top of the snow peak, it was difficult to sneak over it under the noses of others.

In order to avoid conflicts, Jing Hongyun only had to stop every time the other two stopped.

Fortunately, there are pros and cons to this matter, following the two of them, Jing Hongyun, who went to the province, consumed spiritual power to break the ban.

It can be passed directly from the prohibition broken by the two of them, and this is also the most fortunate thing for Jing Hongyun at present.

Just thinking about it, in Jing Hongyun's induction, he suddenly found that Zhen Qianyu and Shi Yang moved.

With a calm expression, he immediately put away his mind, and while observing the movements around him, he followed closely with a hidden breath.

To say that Jing Hongyun is extremely lucky, four hundred years ago, he stepped on a snow peak.

If he hadn't obtained a treasure from Zhenwu that could avoid the forbidden bombardment of him, he would have died in the forbidden snow peak a long time ago.

Although it came out alive, the treasure eventually broke and could not be repaired.

He remembered very clearly that the four hundred years of True Martial Arts existed, and it was only at the end of the time that he discovered that there was a portal to the Void in the depths of the extraterritorial ruins battlefield.

Unfortunately, due to time constraints, they left at the last time, and they were summoned to leave after stepping on this forbidden snow peak.

And the person who summoned it was the one with the huge cloud face who opened the battlefield of the extraterritorial ruins.

This person, Jing Hongyun, had heard from other monks that he was the first batch of super barbarians to enter this extraterritorial relic battlefield.

Its strength has reached the realm of legend, and no one knows how strong it is.

Today, four hundred years later, when Jing Hongyun once again stepped on this familiar forbidden snow peak, his natural thoughts were different from the beginning.

Extraterrestrial months, extraterritorial ten years. Now that nearly three years have passed, and there are still seven years left, which is enough for him to explore what is behind this snow peak, whether he has the ancient blood needed for the cloud and mist face, and the treasures that surpass the soul level magic weapon.

The other True Martial Arts were not so lucky, and in the wooden houses around the foot of Xuefeng Mountain, only seventeen of the burning candles were still lit today. And Meng Yang, who was the weakest flame in this candle, opened his satisfied eyes violently at this moment and exhaled loudly.

With an unfinished look on his face, he looked at the prohibition in front of him, and the corners of his mouth even hooked a trace of arc.

If you look closely, you can find that the cold on Meng Yang's body is extremely strong, and his whole body is wrapped in a layer of ice.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, the blanket shattered and scattered across the snow.

At the same time, the cold aura that instantly froze to death the existence of Zhenwu in the prohibition disappeared.

For others, the cold aura in this prohibition can be a deadly poison.

But for Meng Yang, it is a great supplement.

In four days, Meng Yang broke the ban in front of him in only one day, and the remaining three days were devouring the cold air.

Around the Dao base of the Dantian Linghai, three Xuandans of different colors were circling, among which the Cold Qi Xuandans were particularly powerful.

And the area is at least twice as large as the other Xuandan, and the cold air overflows, and the other two Xuandans are all frightened and retreated.

Meng Yang's face was refreshed, and he was about to take a step to continue walking, when suddenly, a white light burst through the air above his head.

With a roar, the white light went straight to the top of the snow peak, hitting a huge altar with a radius of ten meters.

Immediately afterwards, the white light became more and more intense, and when the light was agitated, countless words of this light were shot out.

The clouds and mist in the air that were forbidden by its light collapsed and shattered in an instant, revealing a huge void that could be seen through.

All the monks who were still on the snowy peaks, or the monks, were all attracted by this light.

Looking through the clouds and mist, I saw a figure faintly appearing in the constantly flickering white light on the top of the snow peak.

And this figure is none other than the first Scattered Cultivator to step on the top of the Snow Peak.

When the white light faintly dissipated, around the altar that had been smashed, many treasures suddenly appeared in the air with a ghostly light.

At the same time, a voice that seemed to be a legend from the altar immediately made Fuzong, who was surprised, couldn't help but struggle.

But as soon as this color of struggle appeared, under the decisiveness of Fuzong's face, he directly took away a treasure with the strongest power, stood behind the altar, and disappeared with a flash of light.

After half a ring, Zhen Qianyu, as well as Shi Yang, also appeared on the top of the Snow Peak, and like Fuzong, under the struggle of the face, one by one, after decisively choosing the treasure that satisfied them, stepped into the teleportation and disappeared.

Soon, Jing Hongyun appeared on the top of this snow peak, also picked a treasure, walked into the teleportation, and disappeared.

The true martial arts existence at the halfway waist of the other snow peaks, seeing this, they all rushed to the top of the snow peak.

The prohibition that had frightened them seemed to have no effect after the white light appeared.

There is even a true martial arts monk who has been trapped by a ban for more than ten days, and he was desperate, but he suddenly locked up his forbidden power and disappeared suddenly, and he was confused, until he left the ban, he couldn't believe all this.

Meng Yang frowned, stared at it, and just saw the back that made him extremely familiar, Zu Liren.

It wasn't until Zu Liren took the treasure and disappeared into the teleportation array that Meng Yang took a deep breath and then withdrew his gaze.

Looking at the many prohibitions that no longer had any effect around him, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a pity, if you give me a little time, my forbidden eye can step on a higher level..."

After that, Meng Yang couldn't help but feel a little pity.

There is no prohibition to obstruct it, and the road can be described as unimpeded.

Even if you come across a dead body along the way, there is no storage ring left.

Thousands of zhang away, in less than half a pillar of incense, Meng Yang stepped on the top of the snow peak.

Overflowing with spiritual sense, he swept cautiously, and after finding that there were no other monks around, his eyes immediately focused on the many magic weapons that were stagnant in mid-air, and at the same time, an emotionless muffled roar immediately resounded in his heart.

"Only one scoop of 3,000 weak water ......"

Meng Yang, who was wondering why there were still so many treasures left in place, suddenly understood after hearing this voice.

Hardly any hesitation, Meng Yang directly chose a treasure that his intuition told him he needed the most.

However, just as the treasure was in his hand, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Then, an old man with gloomy eyes and a wrinkled forehead came out from behind the altar and looked at him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect to be encountered..."

Meng Yang's face was gloomy, and he felt the aggressive aura overflowing from the old man, and he couldn't help but press the corners of his mouth down.

He didn't expect that he had already used his spiritual sense to probe the surroundings, and there was no monk's breath at all.

Who knows, this man is so clever that he hides behind the teleportation altar.

This is also the only blind spot that cannot be detected by the Psychic Sense.

And from this person's yin and yang strange voice, it can be heard that he seems to have been known by the other party for a long time.

Although Meng Yang's face was gloomy, there was no turmoil in his heart, and he didn't even have any fear at all.

From the moment this person spoke, he could feel that this true martial artist had no killing intention at all except for the rich spiritual power scattered on his body, which showed that the other party had been waiting here, not with the goal of killing himself, or that the target was not himself at all.

Although his aura is powerful, he is inferior to Jing Hongyun, and even Zu Liren is stronger than him.

But for Meng Yang, it is still dangerous and he has to be cautious.

"What do you mean by what your predecessors say?"

Feeling the magic weapon in Meng Yang's hand that looked like a bead and exuded the ultimate level of soul treasure, a trace of coldness appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth.

"Old man Wang Xulai, who is also a monk of the Great Curtain, your relationship with Jing Hongyun is not shallow, so I naturally don't dare to kill you, but if you give me the treasure obtained in your hands, this matter will be over, and then it will not be difficult for me Wang Xulai to give you half a point, how about it?"

Meng Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered in his heart, but his face was as usual.

"What if I don't pay it!"

Wang Xulai's face suddenly turned hideous, and he said word by word: "Then I will kill you directly here..."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xulai seemed to have some scruples, and he didn't want to tear his face with Meng Yang, so he couldn't help but slow down.

"This teleportation array has been locked by the spiritual sense, if you want to escape from under my nose, I can kill you in an instant, if you obediently hand over the treasure in your hand, I can not only let you leave, but also give you a treasure map of the Void Land. ”

"As for whether you can get the treasure or not, it depends on your chance. ”

After saying that, Wang Xulin made a move with both hands, and a wind whistle sounded.

Suddenly, a pan with a big black flag suddenly fell from the sky, smashing the snow out of a big hole.

Inserted in the center, the breezy black chess piece seemed to come alive at this moment, trembling again and again.

The familiar breath, the familiar silhouette, and the familiar sound of the flag waving the flag made Meng Yang's pupils shrink.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart, and said secretly: "Revenant Pan! he actually has ?... too."