[Fortune]: 1625000.

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

[Martial Soul]: Five-grade [+].

[Storage space]: 4 cubic meters [+].

[Teleportation]: 5 meters away.

[Martial Arts]: Level 4 Heart-Snatching Palm, Level 4 Five-Step Tan Legs, Level 5 Meat Pile Gong, Peak Three-Step Yama.

"A fifth-grade martial soul has really become..."

Moreover, it can be enhanced by wealth. ”

Meng Yang, who woke up, looked at the completely healed body, as well as the martial soul hidden in the Linghai dantian exuding domineering spiritual power martial soul, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes were full of excitement and confidence.

"In this way, I, Meng Yang, can only be regarded as a true cultivator now. ”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yang violently dispersed his spiritual sense, and all the tree monks and ruins within a radius of a hundred zhang were all looked at carefully, and this fleeting spiritual sense suddenly made the many monks who were standing outside the ruins waiting for the treasure to come out feel cold and their heads tingled.

And the huge whirlpool that had been hanging in the sky disappeared without a trace like a retreating storm at this moment, and all the monks who thought that a treasure had been born were ready to enter the ruins and snatch the treasure.

This scene made Meng Yang's brows furrow suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly summoned the dead man's long sword on the ground.

After looking at the three spirit fierce lotus and bowing for a while, he erased the spiritual sense left by the young man on the long sword and threw it hard.

After a flash of cold light, the long sword immediately broke through the barrier at the top of the ruins with a cold glow that pierced the eyes and flew into the distance.

Seeing the flying sword that suddenly rushed out of the dirt slope, all the monks who were waiting for the treasure to come out didn't think about it, and immediately chased after it.

The huge scene, and the many figures that flowed, under a careful glance, there were hundreds.

Retracting his spiritual sense, looking at the direction in which the long sword disappeared, Meng Yang did not hesitate, stepped on three steps of Yama, like a step in the air, walked up step by step, walked to the entrance of the barrier cave that the flying sword broke through, and left the bottom of the cave of the ruins that helped him condense his martial soul.

......

"Haha, you also have today, in the outer world, you dare to laugh at me, and you still have eyebrows with that slut, and now I will sacrifice your life to the flying sword in my hand. ”

A middle-aged man looked at the two monks with a fierce expression, a man and a woman, who were surrounded by seven people at this moment, back to back, holding the law in their hands, looking at the middle-aged man with a fierce expression.

In order to gain benefits before, the two discussed and used the middle-aged man, and after they succeeded, they did not kill them all, but laughed at the naïve and simple man, as for the eyebrows, it was just that the two made eye contact, but in the eyes of the middle-aged man, it made him feel monstrous anger in his heart. If it weren't for the nun in front of him who had been hiding her face to seduce her, she wouldn't have gotten in.

With full of anger, he walked towards the death valley forest, and happened to meet the same senior brother, in order to let out a bad breath, this person actually took out three medicinal materials for refining the four-grade pill as a price, and began to look for the traces of the two.

"I don't care what happened to you and our Senior Brother Fang, I just need the storage bag in your hand!"

A leading monk with a delicate appearance and a beard sneered at the two people who were surrounded by his own people and said.

"Senior Brother He, don't worry, as long as you help me capture the two of them, I don't want any of the things in the storage bag, and the plutonium crystal, the refining material obtained in a secret place before, is used to refine the weapon in the hands of the senior brother, I am afraid that the senior brother's strength is higher, and everyone in the entire sect knows about it, even if the ancestral sacrifice is at the end of the year, he can get a place. ”

The middle-aged man with a fierce expression turned his head at this time, looked at the young monk with the surname of Hu He, and smiled.

The monk surnamed He, who said these words immediately, laughed again and again, and looked proud.

"Don't worry, I know what you're up to. ”

"This female cultivator, although she has a very good figure, is not what I like, so I'll leave it to you!"

Hearing the affirmation of the young man surnamed He, Dahan looked surprised, turned his head to look at one of the female cultivators with a cautious expression, and was silent, his face changed instantly, full of cruelty and evil.

"Hmph, you want to touch me too, it's a dream!"

Looking at the disgusting expression on the big man's face, the female cultivator finally couldn't help it and scolded angrily.

The voice was crisp and charming, and even the young monk with the mustache couldn't help but look at it twice.

In addition to being moved, I couldn't help but regret making the decision just now in front of so many fellow disciples.

"Then let's see, whether it's you up or me down, hahaha..."

Dahan looked at the seductive figure of the female cultivator, pursed his lips, and laughed again and again.

"Catch them!"

When the laughter stopped abruptly, the big man waved his hands and rushed forward, and the seven or eight monks around him were all I look at you, you look at me, and finally his eyes fell on the eight-character beard, the young monk surnamed He, who had not spoken.

Seeing that his fellow disciples and brothers did not move, Dahan stopped, looked at the young man surnamed He with an embarrassed expression, and wanted to say something, but when he followed the other party's gaze, he saw the disdainful sneer and ridicule of the female cultivator, and his heart suddenly became ruthless, his eyes showed murderous intentions, and he rushed forward first.

The monk surnamed He, who was secretly in a reverie, suddenly saw the action of the beautiful woman in his eyes drawing his sword and stabbing it, and when he reacted, he saw that the middle-aged man actually ignored his orders and acted without authorization, and the decision in his heart had long been forgotten.

Now he has only one purpose, which is to capture the two alive, kill the young man standing next to the female cultivator, and then break the hands and feet of the disobedient middle-aged man, throw him into the poisonous swamp, and let him fend for himself, and he can't help but take the risk of cannibalism.

Thinking of the excitement, the young monk surnamed He touched his mustache with a proud face, and said in high spirits: "Above, arrest them alive, anyone dares to kill that female cultivator, don't blame me for not thinking about the same family!"

After receiving the order of the monk surnamed He, the six monks surrounding the two suddenly moved, and they all used trapping methods, preparing to capture the two alive, and the middle-aged man who was fighting with the female cultivator, when he heard the order of the young man surnamed He, immediately knew in his heart that the other party was afraid that he was preparing to infect the female cultivator he fancied, and under the anger in his heart, he no longer disregarded the status of the man surnamed He in the sect, and shot extremely ruthlessly, obviously with the purpose of killing the female cultivator.

"Eh, there's a murderous aura..."

Meng Yang, who was heading to the Death Valley Forest, suddenly sensed that there was a battle in front of him, and with curiosity in his heart, he moved forward, standing at a tall tree thirty zhang away from several people, and looked at the fair-faced and young young monk who was besieged with a little thought, and a sense of familiarity came to his mind.

After a little silence, Meng Yang raised his eyebrows, obviously remembering the identities of the two.

The two monks who were constantly besieged by eight monks turned out to be from Mengjiazhuang, and Meng Tian's younger brother Meng De, who had fought with him in the Qianyuan Sect Alliance Palace.

As for the female Meng Yang, I don't know, but her face is very familiar, and she should have seen it in Qianyuanzong.

Speaking of which, these two people are still Meng Yang's same family, but they didn't expect to see each other for a few months, and Meng De, who was able to retreat by his own sword cutting technique, has now reached the realm of gathering three flowers and condensing martial spirits, so much so that Meng Yang can't help but sigh at the rush of time.

I didn't expect that this Meng De didn't stay in the League Hall well, and he also ran out and entered the Eastern Wilderness Sandy Plain.

Looking at the two people who were constantly besieged and in danger, Meng Yang's expression was flat, and he was ready to continue to march towards the Death Valley Forest, chasing the person who stole the merit monument of Yuanzhen, and now as a condenser of the fifth-grade martial soul, even if he encounters the existence of the middle stage of the early martial arts, he has the power to fight, naturally, it is best to complete the task, and it doesn't matter if he can't complete it.

As for the life and death of the two, he didn't want to care, and he didn't want to care.

Especially Meng De of Mengjiazhuang, Meng Yang is honest, he really doesn't want to have anything to do with it.

The memories of all kinds of humiliation came to mind, and Meng Yang now vividly remembered them, as if they happened yesterday.

After saying that, what if it's another trap? After going through so much, Meng Yang has already understood that the cultivation world looks at the surface is calm, but under the waves is an endless sea of corpses paved with countless blood and bones, if you want to live for a long time, don't meddle with things.

But Meng Yang wanted to avoid it, this woman didn't know how to use it, and she actually sensed Meng Yang, who had a hidden aura hidden in the dark.

Just as Meng Yang was about to leave with three steps, an urgent cry for help came out of the mouth of the female cultivator on the ground.

"I ask my brother to help the little girl get through this difficulty, and the little girl will be grateful and offer the benefits!"

Meng Yang's expression was as usual, and he didn't say a word.

"If Senior Brother is willing to help, I will definitely send ten Fruit Flame Grass to Senior Brother!"

Hearing the "Guoyan Grass", Meng Yang's face turned pale and he groaned.

The monk who besieged the nun and the young man, listening to the nun blurted out the words, was shocked, and hurriedly looked around, for such a long time, no one was found, it can be seen that the person who came concealed the body is powerful, and can make the female cultivator actually dare to make ten fruit grass promises, it can be seen that the person who came is extremely strong, thinking of this, several people were shocked in their hearts, and secretly guessed where the monk was.

"Really?"

Meng Yang lowered his voice and couldn't hear his emotions.

This voice immediately made all the monks besieging the two of them look up, and when they saw a monk wearing a black shirt and a mask, he was actually walking in the air, and suddenly, several people looked shocked, and they all withdrew their hands and retreated, and the one that was the size of Meng Yang's feet, but there was no light, but few people ignored it.

"Seriously... Brother, help me!"

Meng Yang's expression was calm, and under the slight movement of his heart, the person was like a ladder in the sky, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and he was calm and relaxed, and fell to the ground.

And the monks who besieged the nuns suddenly all stopped, and one by one looked at Meng Yang, who looked coldly at the enemy.

At this moment, they felt that the martial soul in their body trembled uncontrollably after Meng Yang appeared.