In the coffin, three frozen corpses lay down.

But in this corpse, there is a breath of life.

The location is in the belly of these three corpses, because it is hidden by the cold, it is difficult to see through the subtlety.

But Meng Yang, who had the eyes of the cross, instantly saw through the layer of prohibitions that seemed to be self-proclaimed.

Surrounded by spiritual sense, he saw a scene that made him extremely shocked.

It was the primordial spirit of these three corpses, and the bursts of true martial aura were dissipated, making Meng Yang look dignified. Thinking back to what he had experienced in the underground cave before and after, he immediately guessed something in his heart, but he didn't immediately confirm it.

At this moment, the spread of dead air on the earth has spread to the nearest city, and it slowly spreads to Yangxi City in the direction of the breeze. Of course, there are also some people who are ready to make a fortune.

In the underground cave mansion, the six people of Song Zi had broken the ban on the first layer and walked towards the ancient prohibition rearranged by Meng Yang, but Meng Yang had already put the three ice coffins together with the people lying inside in the storage ring.

The moment he retracted his spiritual sense, Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged in the ancient tree, trembling all over, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze faintly looked southeast, and he instantly sensed a breath that was extremely familiar to him, and this breath was the death qi.

And the terrifying aura that made him palpitate before had long since disappeared, leaving only the rich smell of blood spreading in this dead aura, and almost instantly, Meng Yang knew that the thunder giant was afraid that it had disappeared, at least, disappeared into the sensing range of his spiritual sense.

As for these dead qi, after the Thunder Giant appeared, he already knew in his heart that the many flood beasts in the void land, as well as a large amount of dead qi, would also appear, it was just a matter of time.

The current ancient curtain can be described as a mess, the spread speed of the dead qi, although slow, but the more and more monks who are occupied by the dead qi, coupled with the many treasures that appear from the void land, some people who could have been united have also suffered from the erosion of the dead qi because of these treasures.

Eventually, the situation intensified to the point where it was out of control.

Nearly one-tenth of the entire ancient curtain was filled with dead air, and everywhere it passed, countless flowers and trees, and any plant with the breath of life were withered and withered, and at a glance, it was all the color of decay.

Although speaking of which, these things started because of Meng Yang, but at this moment, he has no strength at all, and he has no time to pay attention to these things, in the ancient prohibition, the injuries he received have not recovered yet, and even under the continuous consumption of spiritual consciousness, it is getting more and more serious, at this moment, he must find a quiet place to retreat.

As for the ice coffin he got, he could only have time to study it.

Meng Yang knew in his heart that in this situation, now that the desolate curtain had been in chaos, it was impossible for any demonic monk to protect himself, and his appearance might even attract the prying eyes of others, or even greed.

After all, in the midst of the chaos, the more dangerous thing than death is the other monks.

He wasn't worried about death, he was afraid of those who were behind their backs to kill people and grab treasures.

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Thinking of this, Meng Yang felt that his current position was more sensitive, just in the distance in the direction of the spread of the dead qi, even if there were many forbidden existences arranged near the ancient tree to cover the aura, it would inevitably be seen through by some cultivators who cultivated different methods, even if he left now and looked for a quiet place to retreat, he would inevitably be harassed by others.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, out of the range of the dead qi shrouded, it is better to restore the safety of the injury in the range of the spread of the dead qi, although these dead qi is a deadly poison for others, but for Meng Yang, it is a stronger tonic that can make his death qi palace martial change.

He had already made up his mind in his heart, without any hesitation, a strange light appeared in his right eye, and he immediately opened his eyes.

But seeing a distorted suction force, it appeared from Meng Yang's right eye, instantly absorbing all the prohibitions arranged around the ancient tree, his body suddenly moved, and the next moment, he disappeared in place.

He didn't want to attract attention, and in the process of flying, he had been suppressing the spiritual power overflowing in his body, and he also met many other monks along the way, stepping on all kinds of magic weapons that emitted strange light, and flew towards the place where the death qi spread.

Even if they looked at each other, they instantly retracted, obviously they didn't want to attract attention.

Two days later, when Meng Yang approached Yangxi City and flew to the sky not far away, his eyes were fixed, and he saw the rich death qi shrouded in the sky at the end.

Meng Yang glanced at it lightly, without any hesitation, and continued to fly, thousands of miles away, the time of half a pillar of incense was approaching, seeing that the dead qi immediately turned into a big mouth and swallowed him, Meng Yang's eyes were cold, and he snorted coldly: "Look for death!"

The moment the death qi in his body was transformed, a monstrous black flame immediately appeared behind him, and when these black flames appeared, they turned into a bigger mouth, directly swallowing the death qi that was too late to escape, and some other dead gases, seeing this, immediately retreated in trembling, and even some of the death cultivators who rushed towards Meng Yang and were occupied by the death qi also turned back and fled frantically under a miserable scream.

That scene was like a monk facing an overwhelming and endless scene of dead air, but Meng Yang was just a person, and even his appearance made the entire slow-moving dead qi temporarily stop spreading.

Meng Yang, who had a gloomy face, glanced at it coldly, endured the sharp pain in his heart, and threw himself into the dead air space.

Everything in his eyes was a gray mist, and the spiritual light sprinkled down, making the dead air look still clear, and there was no dead air to look shocking, under the spiritual sense, Meng Yang found countless monks who were searching for treasures in it, as well as dead cultivators fighting with monks, and there were also people who killed each other.

Originally, these were not noticeable, after all, this kind of thing was extremely common in the cultivation world.

But Meng Yang's eyes were sharp, and he found a trace of strangeness. It's not these monks, it's the dead air.

I don't know if it's because the scope of the spread of the dead qi is too large, or for other reasons, Meng Yang happened to see a monk who was eroded by the dead qi and was constantly resisting, this monk's cultivation was only in the late stage of the early martial arts, but it was resisting the dead qi

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In the process, it lasted for a long time, and finally it was occupied by dead air.

This made Meng Yang think about it and be a little puzzled. He came to this dead qi, it was because of the strength of the dead qi that he chose to enter the dead qi to recover from his injuries, after all, in the void land, even if the dead qi was a person at the peak of the late stage of true martial arts like Fuzong, he was all dead, and naturally dared to break into the monks in the range of dead qi, at least it was also the existence of the late stage of true martial arts.

But just now, his spiritual sense was about swept away, and he found that there were also some palace martial arts in this dead qi, as well as some early and mid-martial existences, which aroused Meng Yang's interest. And he could see clearly that the Primordial Martial Cultivator who was occupied by the death qi, although his body was dead, the eight meridians in his body, as well as all the key points of the bones that could control his actions, were all connected by the death qi.

It seems that the bones of the whole person are black, in addition, the Yuan Shen in this person's dantian is also attached to the death gas, if it is said that his Yuan Shen before is a white villain, then it is occupied by the death gas, and the whole Yuan Shen becomes black, and it looks like a baby sitting cross-legged in the black flames.

And at this moment when the black primordial spirit was condensed, a desire to devour Meng Yang couldn't help frowning.

Death Qi can occupy the monk's body, erase the monk's memories and thoughts, and control his actions, Meng Yang was in the Three Corpses Sect City, and he also experienced it in the Corpse Hiding Tower, but what shocked him was that this death qi was obviously different from the pure energy attribute death qi that he had been exposed to in the Void Land before.

If the previous death qi was for the purpose of killing, then the death qi at this moment seems to be for the purpose of occupying the monk's body, and although these still maintain the cold aura that the death qi should have, it looks like someone is controlling these dead qi.

Take the dead qi in Meng Yang's body as an example, if he simply releases these dead qi, then he will never occupy the enemy's body and control the enemy, unless Meng Yang controls it, just like before, when Meng Yang did not transform the death qi palace martial attributes, this dead qi that escaped from the void land immediately devoured him.

And after he transformed into the Death Qi Xuandan, the big mouth of the death qi condensed also swallowed the other party, this was because he was in control, but at this moment, these occupied other monks, turning their Yuan Shen into energy that could be directly devoured, which completely surprised Meng Yang.

It can only be said that the appearance of this dead air is not naturally formed at all, but is artificially caused.

Suddenly, a giant with thunder appeared in Meng Yang's heart.

With his eyes flickering, his pupils shrank sharply, and a bold guess suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the memory of the Xuyang inheritance, Meng Yang saw this thunder giant, secretly absorbing the Yuan Shen who fought with the dead monk of Xuyang Suoyuan, these tens of thousands of years have passed, this person's strength must be sealed and not supplemented by spiritual power for a long time, without the previous strength, then this person broke the seal and left, the first thing must be to restore strength.

But after all, the survival star of the ancient burial monk, if it was replaced by Meng Yang himself, he would definitely not blatantly kill people and devour gods before his strength recovered his peak, then the best way is to use these dead qi.

Thinking of this, Meng Yang felt more and more that his analysis was close to the source of the facts.

In other words, his own analysis is planned by the Thunder Giant.

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