Under the search of the dead qi spiritual sense, in addition to finding Wu Pengjing's approximate location.

Zhen Qianyu, the holy daughter of the Nine Shadows Sect of the Desolate Curtain, Shi Yang, the protector, and the position of the strongest scattered cultivator in the Great Curtain were also controlled by him.

The only pity was that the Zu Liren, who had been focused on before, disappeared as if out of thin air after summoning the White Crane of the Dust Whisk Spirit to possess him, and no matter how Meng Yang's Dead Qi Spiritual Sense probed, it was difficult to find any trace of him.

If it weren't for the treasures he robbed, as well as Zu Liren's spiritual sense, Meng Yang would have thought that Zu Liren was dead.

Since this dead air space was his home field, Meng Yang certainly wanted to get rid of the threat of Zu Liren once and for all with the help of the dead qi hand.

But now that Zu Liren's whereabouts are unknown, Meng Yang can only target the only person who threatens him at the moment.

And this person, who also has a forbidden eye, is the strongest loose cultivator in the four realms and twenty-four sects of the Great Curtain, Fuzong.

At this moment, Fuzong's face was haggard, and he sat cross-legged on a raised stone rock, staring solemnly at the dead air that was constantly pouring towards him.

When his aura fell to the early stage of true martial arts, he was worried about his fate all the time, and he was swallowed by death like everyone else.

Those who have the heart to resist but are powerless to resist, and prepare many means are almost useless in this dead space.

Even if the spiritual shield around him was forbidden by his spirit carving, he still couldn't stop the endless dead air.

This made Fuzong's face gloomy as water, and the look of horror in his eyes was filled with anxiety and fear.

"Unexpectedly, the quota obtained at the expense of heavy treasures, I thought that I could get the opportunity to break through the great grandmaster, but I didn't expect that I would force myself to such a point. If this dead air space is lucky enough to break through and leave, how will I Fuzong survive in the next dangerous place?...

After saying that, Fuzong's eyes shone with a sparkling color, and he couldn't help sighing.

But as soon as he sighed in this breath, his expression suddenly changed, and his heart tightened suddenly.

Looking up, he suddenly saw that the black fog-like dead air above his head was increasing.

Finally, in the whirling and wriggling, a vaguely contoured human face is formed.

At the same time, a cold and ruthless voice suddenly came from the mouth of the dead face.

"Leave the storage ring and spare you from dying..."

Fuzong was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to react, his face immediately turned unruly.

I thought that there was a creature in this dead air space, but it wasn't until the sound of this dead air came out that I realized that this human face was not only a monk, but also a monk who could control the dead air, which shocked Fu Zong.

Under the flickering gaze, Fuzong's eyes were half-closed, and he said concisely: "Who are you?"

Thousands of miles away, Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged in the gap between the rocks, had a cold face.

Immediately, because of his appearance, the dead qi that had been avoided one after another frantically rushed to Fuzong.

Its death aura was as dense as black ink dripping into turbid water, instantly increasing to ten times that of just now.

Before the three breaths passed, Fuzong was horrified to find that the spirit shield that could support half a month had cracked at this moment.

His scalp was numb, and he immediately screamed, and the bitterness in his heart was thick and he didn't hesitate to open his mouth to compromise.

"I'll give you the storage ring, but I also ask the barbarian friend to promise me a condition..."

Speaking of this, Fuzong was ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth and said gloomily: "If you don't agree, Fuzong will blow himself up desperately, even if it can't cause damage to the barbarians, it will be enough to blow up a spatial rift in the dead space, and at that time..."

Fuzong didn't continue, but looked at the lifeless face above his head with a look of determination.

He stared at Meng Yang, and Meng Yang also looked at the pale Fuzong intently.

He didn't expect that this Fuzong would be so neat and calm.

Not only is there firmness in his words, but even his expression has a look of seeing death as if he were at home.

It seemed that as long as Meng Yang controlled the death qi and continued to corrode his talisman spirit shield, then the next moment he would pinch his hands and explode the law.

Zhenwu blew himself up, Meng Yang had never seen it, let alone heard of it.

But the terrifying power of Gong Wuqi's self-detonation, Meng Yang still has some palpitations when he thinks about it now.

Of course Meng Yang cares about Fuzong's life or death, from the moment they enter this void land, they are enemies.

Even if Fuzong blew himself up and really blasted out a spatial rift in the dead qi space, Meng Yang was confident that he would be able to survive.

What he values is not the Fuzong Storage Ring, but something very important to him, and the Storage Ring is just an excuse for him.

After half a ring, Meng Yang's face was unwavering, and he pondered, "What conditions?"

"Since the barbarian friend can control the dead qi, then please also ask the barbarian friend to swear by Daoji, after getting the storage ring, help me leave the dead qi space! I Fuzong will never pursue it afterwards..."Fuzong stared at the dead man's face with a serious gritted teeth and spit out.

Staring at Fuzong's pretended frankness, Meng Yang sneered.

If there was no Wu Pengjing, Meng Yang would definitely think that this Fuzong was a simple, loyal and honest person.

It's a pity that his wishful thinking has long been seen through by Meng Yang.

Not to mention what Meng Yang needed, just to let Fuzong leave the dead space, Meng Yang would never agree.

If Fuzong is allowed to leave this place to regain his strength, what will he use to control Fuzong at that time, and what will he rely on to gain the upper hand and threaten him.

True martial arts who can live for hundreds of years exist, and there is hardly a fool.

In Meng Yang's mind, this scheming Fuzong, if he resisted, it would be more or less logical.

But if he takes out the storage ring so briskly, there must be fraud, and he will definitely turn back afterwards, how can he be fooled.

"Okay, I promise you..."Meng Yang's spiritual sense rippled away, and his tone did not hesitate.

Seeing the face, he didn't swear by Daoji, but dispersed the surrounding dead qi around, and Fuzong didn't dare to force the other party to be too anxious.

He took off the storage ring from his waist, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and opened the talisman spirit cover, and threw it decisively into the air.

Meng Yang's mind moved slightly, and the dead air suddenly condensed into a pair of big hands, and took the storage ring in his hand, and at this moment, Fuzong's expression changed suddenly, and the hands that were placed on his knees suddenly pinched several magic decisions at this time.

The storage ring, which was grabbed by Meng Yang's lifeless hand, suddenly flashed a strange light at this time.

Under the appearance of this strange light, a terrifying aura of destruction suddenly overflowed.

Fuzong's eyes were gloomy, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he yelled "Boom!".

As soon as this explosive word came out, a wave of air suddenly overflowed from the storage ring, and the dead air around the blowing flew far away.

But the next scene completely frightened Fuzong.

After waiting for a few breaths, the aura of destruction that swung out in all directions became smaller and smaller as it moved, until it disappeared.

It's like the scene just now, it was like it appeared in a fantasy.

Until a sneer came from the dead face, Fuzong's hideous face appeared in shock for the first time.

"Yes, eight hundred and ninety-eight prohibitions, being able to arrange so many prohibitions in the storage ring in an instant, it seems that the attainment of prohibitions has reached the point of dissolving prohibitions with one thought, but unfortunately, if it were someone else, it might be your way..."

As soon as Meng Yang's cold words fell, Fuzong's expression immediately became apprehensive, and he was stunned.

"You, you're the one who has been breaking my ban in Snow Peak?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Meng Yang's mouth, and he bent his fingers a little, but did not answer the other party.

The spirit shield that was opened by Fuzong because of throwing out the storage ring was now a crack that could reach into his arm.

Although the crack is recovering, it is still too late.

A large amount of dead qi drilled into the rift, causing the originally aura of the spirit shield to instantly turn black.

Waiting for Fuzong's complexion to change drastically and want to make up for it, the forbidden rift was stopped by another energy.

Under this energy, there is also a strange and mysterious aura like his forbidden eye.

It wasn't until this moment that Fuzong reacted, and all this was probably in Meng Yang's calculations.

"Barbarian friends are really well-intentioned, but I have no grievances with you, why do you want to harm me?"

"Hurt you?" Meng Yang's eyes lit up and he shook his head self-deprecatingly.

Then the conversation changed and said word by word: "You misunderstood, I'm just protecting myself..."

As soon as the words fell, Fuzong's eyebrows were full of hatred, and his face was condensed without any emotion.

Between the pinching of his hands, the spiritual power condensed towards the gap in the spiritual cover.

Meng Yang, who was watching all this, saw that Fuzong had reached such a situation, and he hadn't even summoned the brute pattern breaking method.

His eyes swept up and down several times, and he silently recited several times in his heart to be cautious.

Although what appeared in front of Fuzong was his spirit body condensed with death qi, so he didn't have to worry about his life.

But once the spirit body is shattered, there is no guarantee that his mind will be extremely badly damaged.

He asked for the storage ring, which was nothing more than asking Fuzong to open the spiritual shield by himself.

As long as there is a crack in the spirit cover, although Meng Yang, who also has a forbidden eye, does not dare to guarantee that he can break the opponent's forbidden spirit shield in an instant, but it is a simple means to make the opponent's spirit cover useless.

And he dared to do so, relying on the rich death qi that could control this void space, which was enough to kill the existence of the true martial arts.

Fuzong repaired, he broke it, and the crack in the spirit cover was always kept in a gap the size of an arm.

After a long time, the dead qi that poured into the spirit shield finally caused Fuzong to have to spend more spiritual power to resist.

And this resistance allowed Meng Yang's speed to occupy the peak.

As the gap grew bigger and bigger, Fuzong's screams immediately resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Even his entire essence and spirit slowly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The skin is sore, and the face is not only dozens of years old in an instant, but even the body is rapidly drying up.

Under the corrosion of dead qi, all spiritual power vitality was blocked, so that Fuzong's screams were mixed with a monstrous poisonous resentment.

From the moment he entered this place of nothingness, Fuzong imagined countless crises, and also thought of how to escape from being attacked by someone.

But no matter how you think about it, I didn't expect that there are still people who are comparable in prohibition.

It is also able to control and kill himself with the help of the hand of death.

He could even be sure that the person who controlled the death qi was looking at him with a sneer thousands of miles away, even thousands of miles away.

Unwillingness and desire to survive made Fuzong's screams suddenly turn into a shocking roar.

The spiritual power that kept surging out of his body to block the death qi suddenly worked wildly in a strange way.