"Little friend, how do you think about it, the old man's patience is limited..."

Wang Xulai grasped the black flag, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Meng Yang with a threatening expression.

The murderous aura condensed on his body seemed to warn Meng Yang that as long as he didn't say a word, then the next moment would be his stormy attack.

"The predecessor must have consumed a lot of spiritual power to break the ban on the top of the snowy mountain, right?

"What do you mean?" Wang Xulai was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and was about to speak.

The corners of Meng Yang's mouth, who were staring at the black flag, suddenly appeared at this moment.

Suddenly, the cold wind was howling, and an illusory big hand was getting bigger and bigger in Wang Xulai's pupils.

"Looking for death..."Wang Xulai was furious, and a powerful momentum suddenly overflowed in his body.

As soon as this breath came out, the illusory big hand that Meng Yang slapped instantly collapsed on the spot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Yang's body immediately burst back.

At the same time, he was about to cast black lightning and sneak attack Wang Xulai.

But the next moment, his complexion suddenly changed, and he saw that the black pan flag that was grabbed by Wang Xulai suddenly scattered bursts of black mist.

As soon as this black mist came out, it immediately shrouded in a radius of thousands of feet inside and outside. There was a black mist in it, which was pulled together by a strange energy, and in the blink of an eye, a huge fist condensed and smashed at him.

This punch was as fast as lightning, and almost at the moment of condensation, it approached Meng Yang.

Although Meng Yang's reaction was just as fast, the powerful spell needed time to pinch out the magic seal.

Seeing this fist come to his chest, Meng Yang's face turned ruthless, and the cold qi Xuandan was immediately replaced by a dead qi Xuandan.

When a rich dead aura appeared around him, he was ready to resist this revenant soul pan and condensed his fist.

With a roar, Meng Yang's entire body fell with the power of this huge fist and flew backwards.

With the weight of the embroidered spring knife, although he stopped the retreat, the uncontrollable upsurge of qi and blood made him spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row.

"Is it the strength of the Nine Realms in the late stage of Gathering Martial Arts..."

Meng Yang, who wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and opened his blood-stained lips and smiled miserably, still overestimated himself.

Even though Wang Xulai's spiritual power consumption was huge, this power could only exert the cultivation of the late stage of the martial arts, and it was not something he could resist.

Under the scattered body of spiritual power, the powerful and incomparable aura was also not comparable to the Nine Realms in the late stage of Gongwu.

Wang Xulai grabbed the flag, jumped forward, and flew in front of Meng Yang, his eyes flashed ruthlessly, and he sneered.

"At your age, you can reach the realm of the Ninefold Realm in the late stage of Gongwu, and you can be regarded as a genius, but what can you do?"

"I'm still so weak in front of me, so weak that I can kill you with one finger now, what can you do?"

Meng Yang's face was gloomy, and he looked at Wang Xulai with fierce eyes, and was silent.

Seeing Meng Yang like this, Wang Xulai originally wanted to laugh, but he felt bored.

Raise your hand to move, accompanied by the voice, the voice of the flag in your hand is even more powerful.

"Let's die..."Suddenly, Wang Xulai smiled, and suddenly lifted the pan flag and stabbed at Meng Yang's eyebrows.

Before the panqi arrived, a coldness swept through Meng Yang's body, making Meng Yang's expression unprecedentedly solemn while retreating.

In the midst of a deep groan, he seemed to have made up some determination, and with a flick of his sleeve, an elixir suddenly flew out of the storage ring.

After swallowing this elixir that restored spiritual power, I saw Meng Yang's slightly pale face instantly flushed.

Looking at Wang Xulai, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and without saying a word, he raised his hands and slapped them on his chest.

Blood spurted out, suddenly turning into a blood mist, which made people surprised that three red rays appeared in this blood mist.

As a fierce intent emerged from his long fingers, he immediately struck a blood mist three times.

Immediately after that, the three red rays filled with the blood mist suddenly rushed into the blood mist, and the wind grew, forming three huge flying swords that emitted cold, death, and thunder in an instant.

When the flying sword appeared, it rushed towards the expanding black clouds around the Revenant Soul Pan with an astonishing aura.

Lightning and thunder, the wind howled, and the dense black faces rushed forward one after another when the three flying swords attacked, screaming and rushing away the souls.

Wang Xulai looked at the sky with an ugly expression, bit the tip of his tongue violently, and reached out to wipe it on his thumb.

After the bloodied thumb scratches a strange rune on the wriggling banner.

This strange rune flashed a ghostly light, and it disappeared without entering the banner.

At the same time, the black faces in the sky that were constantly decreasing under the three flying swords actually gathered together as if they had been summoned at this moment.

An extremely powerful aura continued to overflow from the banner at this time.

The black clouds that gathered together, in the blink of an eye, formed a huge pillar that hung in the air.

Looking at the pillar, Wang Xulai laughed wildly.

At the end of the laughter, his whole face was distorted, as if he were stunned.

When the last black cloud merged into this circular pillar, Wang Xulai's entire body shrank rapidly as if all the essence was sucked up by the pan flag in his hand, his skin collapsed, and he was stuck to his bones, and he was skinny in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterward, an ancient fierce aura overflowed from the pillars in the sky and rushed in all directions.

This scene fell in Meng Yang's eyes, which immediately made his eyes widen, his pupils shrank sharply, and his body trembled uncontrollably because he was afraid or shocked.

Because at this moment, the black cylinder hanging in the sky is actually a black finger.

A huge finger that exudes a monstrous aura.

The hurricane roared, and the heavens and the earth changed color, like a finger about to fall on the earth, heading straight for Meng Yang.

The momentum that poured down, and the snow on all the snow peaks within a radius of ten miles melted instantly.

When the dark clouds turned upside down, the huge finger was like a master and a demon king, making the whole earth tremble.

Meng Yang, who was stepping on the embroidered spring knife, gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain in his chest, and looked gloomily at the shocking fingers that came to him, and a figure flashed in his mind. The moment this figure appeared, Meng Yang's eyes were filled with deep unwillingness.

The breath of death was like an invisible hand, grabbing Meng Yang's neck, making him breathe uncomfortably.

Under this feeling of suffocation, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

This aura was so strong that it seemed that his consciousness was on the verge of collapsing under the pressure of the fingers of this monstrous flame.

At this moment, at the top of this snow peak, under the whistling sound all around, only Wang Xulai laughed, and suddenly, an extremely dazzling light suddenly rose from behind the altar at the top of the snow peak, like the sun rising in the east, suddenly shining on the earth.

This unusually dazzling light, accompanied by the low roar that was like a loud bell, instantly shocked Meng Yang's mouth and spit blood, and under the violent tremor of consciousness, the person was directly stunned. The spread of air waves, everywhere they went, caused a huge roar of the mountains.

Under this roar, all the snow peaks were forbidden, and they all collapsed, turning into specks of light and dissipating the earth.

The huge finger that fell, as if sensing danger, was not under Wang Xulai's control, turned his head upside down, and went straight to the rushing pillar of light.

Under the roar of the two, the earth appeared for a short period of daylight. Under the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth, Wang Xulai, who was close to him, had not yet reacted, and instantly turned into a pool of blood, and within a radius of three miles, all the snow-covered trees were melted and burned dry.

Even the air was evaporated at this powerful temperature.

The shock wave that came from the repetition took away all traces here, the ancient trees of the sky were uprooted, the rocks and grasses were thrown over, and countless prohibitions were destroyed in an instant, and even a sloping cliff halfway up the mountain was violently trembling under the collision of this powerful shock wave, and a huge crack appeared, and then the ground shook and the mountain shook, tilted and collapsed.

The night once again shrouded the earth, the extremely dazzling pillar of light was no longer there, and the huge fingers of the arrogance had also disappeared into dead silence, leaving in place in addition to the black banner in the violent snowstorm, and Meng Yang, whose body had been buried by the snow.

......

I don't know how long it took, but a painful groan suddenly sounded on this unusually silent snowy peak.

Meng Yang opened his frightened eyes violently, swept into his eyes, and his face was immediately shocked.

The snow peak as far as the eye could see, there were countless cracks.

Shrouded in the sky, like a big hand like night, a hole appeared.

And around this hole, there was a faint terrifying aura that made Meng Yang's heart beat faster.

This terrifying aura is the culprit who killed Wang Xulai.

Meng Yang, who has a forbidden eye, understood the moment he saw this hole.

Under the flickering of his eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile with a complicated wry.

This Wang Xulai, when he was killing him, the finger summoned by Pan Qi actually touched the prohibition above the snow peak.

Fortunately, he has been retreating, out of the scope of the ban on bombardment, otherwise I am afraid that he will die immediately with Wang Xuli.

The existence of the middle stage of the true martial arts, and it was bombarded and killed in an instant, which shows how powerful the prohibition shrouded in the sky is.

But what also surprised Meng Yang was that the pan flag with black fingers was not broken in the slightest within the scope of the prohibition and bombardment, like a lonely Hanmei, standing in the cracks of the snow peak.

In addition, in the first ten meters of the black pan flag, there is also a jade pendant that emits a crystal light and stagnates in the air.

When Meng Yang's eyes looked at this jade pendant, his gloomy face was instantly overjoyed.

Cautiously glanced at the hole in the sky, and as soon as his body moved, he immediately appeared in front of this jade pendant.

Sensing the top-grade soul-level treasure qi emanating from the jade pendant, Meng Yang confirmed that the jade pendant should be the treasure that Wang Xulai obtained at the top of the Snow Peak.

The spiritual sense overflowed out of his body, enveloping it, and the smile on Meng Yang's face became more and more intense.

Because of this jade pendant, there is no aura of Wang Xulai.

Looking at the black banner inserted in the crack of the snow peak with palpitations, Meng Yang didn't say a word, beckoned, immediately swallowed three healing pills, and when he meditated cross-legged to recover, he used the time of three incense sticks to erase the spiritual imprint left by Wang Xulai, and then put this treasure into the storage bag.

After a little silence, he couldn't help but put his eyes on the jade pendant in his hand.

The spiritual sense was attached to it, and he instantly understood that the jade pendant in his palm turned out to be a defensive magic weapon.

With his eyes flickering, he patted the storage bag and immediately summoned a spirit bead.

The treasure that overflows from the body of this spirit bead is not as good as the jade pendant, but it is more viscous.

Half-ringing, his face was cloudy, his eyes were fixed, and he immediately put away the jade pendant and put the spirit bead into another storage bag.

Then he summoned the black flag, pinched it with both hands, and bent his fingers a little.

Under the overflow of coagulation blood in the center of his eyebrows, the black flag was sacrificed on the spot.

And he sat for seven days.