Before, he was still wondering, as an extraterritorial cultivator, the first thing the Thunder Giant did after breaking the seal and leaving should be to leave this foreign land that he was not familiar with.

Now that I think about it, this thunder giant must have suffered a sharp drop in cultivation, and his strength has been seriously depleted, and he has no extra spiritual power at all, and he has exerted powerful heavenly powers.

Only then was he absorbed spiritual power to restore his strength, and was discovered by the Ancient Burial Alliance.

But he was unwilling, and after being taken away by the Ancient Burial Alliance, he deliberately opened the space of the Void Land and released so much dead air.

Then, with a special control method, these dead qi were transformed into the death qi that can now occupy the monk's body and the original god.

When he returned, these primordial spirits that occupied the body of the Dead Qi Cultivator were the stone steps on which he regained his strength.

Meng Yang, who was standing in the position of the thunder giant with his eyes closed, thinking about all this, suddenly opened his cold eyes and snorted coldly.

Although he didn't know if his guess was correct, Meng Yang was sure that if he were this thunder giant, he would do the same.

Just as Meng Yang was thinking, suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, with extreme speed, through several miles of sky, and went straight to Meng Yang.

At the same time, a voice full of hatred also resounded in Meng Yang's heart at this time: "Die and cultivate, kill my Daoist, take your life..."

"Death cultivation..."Meng Yang was stunned in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look, just in time to see a middle-aged monk holding a flying sword in his hand, gritting his teeth, and his eyes were blood-red.

The palace martial aura spirit shield that was sprinkled all over his body was extremely eye-catching in the entire gray mist dead qi space range.

This middle-aged monk, after Meng Yang entered the realm of death qi, had observed him for a long time, originally he thought that the other party was also a monk, after all, the death cultivator whose body was occupied by death qi would not have been stagnant in mid-air for so long.

But as time went on, he felt more and more that this delicate-looking young man was strange.

Although he was motionless, the aura on his body was the same as the death qi attribute around him.

The originally fair face was also filled with a breath of death, and under the bags under the eyes, there were also black corpse spots that a dead cultivator should have.

The most important point is that this young man did not cast any spiritual shield, he actually stood in mid-air for a long time, and did not see other dead qi attacking him, which made the middle-aged monk full of hatred immediately confirm that this young man was not a monk at all, but a dead cultivator, a dead cultivator who had just been devoured by dead qi and occupied his body.

Although the other party's aura is the same as his, it is in the late stage of Gongwu, but in the process of the death qi occupying the monk's body, there will be a period of adaptation, that is, a period of weakness, as long as you kill him at this time, it is also the easiest and easier.

When he thought of his beloved junior sister, she was eroded by a dead spirit, occupied her body, and became a walking corpse. His hatred immediately turned into a monstrous anger in his heart, and a fierce heart that would kill this person.

From the moment the middle-aged monk opened his mouth to call him a dead cultivator, Meng Yang knew that the other party must have misunderstood.

Under the transformation of the Death Qi Xuandan, his appearance did have some corpses that had been dead for a long time, as well as the Death Cultivation that was occupied by the Death Qi.

Even if he explained it to the other party at this moment, this middle-aged demonic monk would never listen to it in his heart, and the middle-aged monk who had already been occupied by anger and hatred would not be able to put down the flying sword in his hand because of Meng Yang's explanation.

Sensing the increasingly intense killing intent on the other party's body, Meng Yang's eyes flashed slightly, and he endured the serious injury in his heart, slowly raised his left index finger, and under the impact of the spiritual consciousness fused with death, black lightning suddenly came out, penetrating Changhong, and went straight to middle age.

Looking at Meng Yang, not only did he not escape, but he returned

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Attacking him, the middle-aged man roared angrily, and the speed under his feet skyrocketed, and the flying sword in his hand emitted a swirling air flow under the sound of breaking through the air. This is when the speed is at its extreme.

But just as the middle-aged roar fell, the spirit shield that surrounded his body shattered in an instant.

But he saw a black flash of light pass through his eyes, directly through the spiritual shield, and into the center of his eyebrows.

But suddenly, his body trembled violently, and the black lightning that had rushed into this person's mind was suddenly directly knocked out by a pillar of light. With a roar, the middle-aged monk, with both hands, cast the spirit shield again, and his body also violently retreated at this time, looking at Meng Yang as if he was facing a great enemy.

And Meng Yang was also shocked, looking at the black lightning that turned back upside down, frowning and frowning at the middle-aged man.

He didn't expect that the lifeless black lightning was directly blocked by a strange energy.

The lifeless lightning that has been staring at each other like a bamboo, there was a rout for the first time.

This made Meng Yang feel a pity in his heart, and he was more curious about the strange energy in the middle-aged man's heart.

While thinking about it, Meng Yang guessed that the strange energy should also be a defensive magic weapon for the middle-aged man to protect his mind.

This kind of magic weapon that can protect the mind is also extremely rare in the entire cultivation world, but I didn't expect this middle-aged monk to have such an opportunity to get this treasure.

Glancing coldly at this late stage demon barbarian monk of Gongwu, Meng Yang did not hesitate, turned around and flew to other places, since the death lightning did not kill the other party, it can be regarded as a warning to the other party, if this person continues to be entangled, it is impossible to say, Meng Yang will hesitate if he is not there, and immediately sacrifice the Thousand Soul Pan and kill the other party.

The middle-aged monk, although he was not injured, but under that brief confrontation, a feeling that he had never been so close to death made his hair stand on end, and the anger and hatred in his heart instantly turned into a basin of cold water, pouring his body and twitching.

Looking at the back of the other party who didn't say a word and simply left, the middle-aged monk thought about it in great fear, gasped violently, and fled frantically to the other side at a faster speed.

Meng Yang, whose face was calm, sensed that the middle-aged monk did not chase after him, nor did he care, and continued to fly in the direction he thought in his heart.

In order to allow himself to recover from his injuries as soon as possible, he didn't have to waste time, he thought about it, and with a resolute look, he directly released all the peak aura of Gong Wu, and everywhere he passed, it caused many monks to avoid it.

Three days later, when Meng Yang appeared in the cave at the broken wall of the familiar mountain peak, he immediately did not enter.

This place was the retreat place where Meng Yang left the Void Land, and there was a powerful prohibition on it that concealed his aura, which he had spent a lot of materials to arrange, and it was much stronger than ordinary prohibitions.

Especially with the blessing of the Crossing Eye, even if it is a monk who has cultivated in the sky, if you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to see through the clues.

Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged in the cave, did not waste any time, immediately summoned several pills to restore the damaged mind, swallowed it, and then pinched the law with his hand, and attached a trace of spiritual consciousness to the cave prohibition, observing the surrounding movements at all times, and then began to recover.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, and not far from outside the cave of Meng Yang's retreat, a young man with a bloody face suddenly appeared, the white clothes he was wearing were in tatters, his face was terrified, and the flying sword in his hand had been broken.

And behind him, there was a snake-shaped demon beast with a length of dozens of meters, and the cold aura of the late palace martial arts period was sprinkled from the beast, allowing the fleeing youth

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The bitterness at the corners of his mouth became even stronger, and his eyes, which were full of desire to survive, were replaced by despair.

This person's name is Liu Hua, is a long-term residence in Yangxi City of the loose cultivator, after the appearance of dead air, he followed his friends, together to come here, looking for treasures, at the beginning with their all the palace martial arts cultivation, to get a lot of magic weapons, as well as rare pills, but in the end under a soul-level magic weapon, the former friends, all fought and killed each other.

As from the beginning, he expressed no interest in this treasure, and watched his friends die in front of him one by one, but the funny thing is that the soul magic weapon they snatched was directly snatched by a true martial arts master existence, and he left without even saying a word.

Because of the previous incident, they also broke up, went their separate ways, and began to look for treasures in this dead space alone, but by chance, this thing is indescribable, you dare not be interested in the soul magic weapon, but the soul magic weapon appears in front of you.

Liu Hua originally planned to leave after killing the extreme death cultivation, but who knew that he found a faint treasure light in a crack, and under curiosity, he went to search, and finally found that it was a quenching spirit level magic weapon, and under the complicated mood, it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart, but just when he took this magic weapon for his own use, the snake-shaped demon beast guarded by this magic weapon suddenly crawled out of the crack.

Although he is a Gongwu cultivator, he is only in the middle of Gongwu that has just broken through, and in the face of a demon beast whose body cannot be destroyed even in the late stage of Gongwu, he can only flee from the wilderness, and he has been in danger several times, all relying on the flying sword that has been cultivated in his hand for decades.

Unfortunately, in the process of resisting, the flying sword broke, and he was also seriously injured.

Hurriedly fled, he approached the place where Meng Yang retreated, although the snake-shaped demon beast was not fast, but Liu Hua, who was seriously injured, although the speed was relatively fast, but without a flying sword, he was still chased closer and closer by the snake-shaped demon beast.

Seeing that the distance between the two was only a hundred meters, even he could smell the fishy stench emanating from the snake-like demon beast's roaring mouth.

The kind of hissing sound that was close at hand and pierced his ears was a kind of torment for him.

He was like a god in everything he did before, but at this moment, he completely lost his previous calm in the face of the pursuit of the snake-shaped demon beast.

Even, he was so desperate that he didn't want to be on the run.

I already knew that this quenching-level magic weapon was a treasure to suppress the snake-shaped demon beast, and Liu Hua would not move anything.

But now that it's all over, he knows he's doomed.

Just when he was looking desperate and lamenting the impermanence of life and death, a strange light suddenly appeared in the distance after a glimpse.

After this strange light appeared, it instantly made the dead qi shrouded in this mountain peak flee one after another.

It was as if there was a pair of invisible big hands around that strange light, directly tearing apart the surrounding dead air.

Immediately afterward, the wind blew violently, and the entire mountain suddenly trembled.

But when he saw the strange light, it suddenly spun around, and gathered on the inner wall halfway up the mountain, and a suction force spread down, and all the withered flowers and trees around him, as well as the rocks on the ground, rolled up and rolled towards the place where the mountain peak was.

With a soft roar, a figure in a green shirt suddenly jumped out of the mountain peak.

This person's long hair danced wildly without wind, and the placket of his clothes made a snapping sound under the release of powerful spiritual power.

He stood in mid-air, not speaking, but the whole dead air around him seemed to be afraid of him, and they burst back.

The strange light in his right eye flashed down, making Liu Hua suddenly have the illusion that the heavens and the earth were trembling.

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