Meng Yang did not hesitate, gave up the many powers of perception around his body, and hurriedly chased after the red point of light.

And the red light point seemed to sense Meng Yang who was chasing after him, and the speed of his flight suddenly became faster.

Behind him, there were often red line shadows, like shooting stars.

Seeing this scene, Meng Yang couldn't help but be stunned, but the speed of chasing did not stop.

Although he knew in his heart that this kind of special power of perception was more difficult to capture.

But it's just that it's hard. If you catch it, you still need to understand the meaning.

Then he continued to practice in his mind, and finally became an opportunity and was obtained by himself.

But the power of perception like this kind of speed really surprised Meng Yang.

"Anyway, I'm going to catch you and see what you are"

Meng Yang muttered to himself, the curiosity and possession in his heart were raised, and the speed of chasing after him suddenly accelerated.

In the spiritual sea is his world, he is the master, as fast as he wants, he can go as fast.

"Look where you're going"

Meng Yang whispered, and his speed sped up a lot.

Because of the restriction of cultivation, the place where the spiritual consciousness shrouds and spreads is only a radius of 2,000 meters.

In this way, a figure, a red light, kept chasing.

As their speed increased, the afterimage filled the entire spiritual sense.

Seeing that he was about to catch the red point of light, Meng Yang was overjoyed and excited.

And the red light, suddenly, actually split from it, and four paths appeared.

The speed of each light was almost the same, and they just scattered in all directions, not giving Meng Yang any chance to react at all.

Meng Yang, who was frowning, stopped his figure, this scene made him never expect it.

And the four red rays also stopped together when Meng Yang stopped, just not far from Meng Yang, stagnant in the air, as if they were laughing and despising, but it was more like waiting for Meng Yang to continue chasing them.

Meng Yang squinted his eyes, staring at the four red rays lined up, and his face gradually sank.

He knew that of the four red rays, only one was real, and the other three were phantoms.

But what gave him a headache was that the speed of every red mang that came out was the same, and he couldn't catch up no matter how much he chased it.

Not only that, but as the speed continues to increase, the mind also feels weak.

And some other powers of perception have also disappeared under the chase just now.

In the entire spiritual sense, there are only these four red rays left, which is not good for him.

Meng Yang couldn't help but curse in his heart, constantly thinking about what to do.

Meng Yang, who was in the middle of meditation, knew that time passed unconsciously quickly.

Although I felt that it was only for a while, who knew how many hours had passed outside.

If this is over and nothing is gained, it will make people want to cry without tears.

"In the mind space that I dominate, since you want to speed up, don't blame me for slowing you down. ”

Meng Yang took a deep breath and his eyes were shining, his expression was condensed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

With the mobilization of the energy in the spiritual sense, a kind of imprisoning power suddenly appeared around Hongmang's body.

At the same time, the four red rays suddenly moved, but the speed of flight was just more than a step slower.

Seeing this, Meng Yang looked surprised, and without the slightest hesitation, he quickly chased after him.

In the blink of an eye, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed it forward, and a red light shattered when he grabbed his hand.

The other three red rays were like frightened birds, without stopping, and began to flee separately.

Meng Yang frowned, didn't delay, and casually chose a red mang to chase after him.

Then he waved his hand and grabbed it again, but the red mang shattered in his hand again, turned into a little light, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Meng Yang's outstretched hand couldn't help but pull it together.

Turning his head to look at the other two red mangs, his head was a little big.

He suddenly remembered that this red mang could be decomposed, and if it decomposed again, when would this be a head.

Meng Yang snorted coldly and chased after him again, whether it was still as decomposed as before, it was just a guess.

He already had a solution in mind, but it would take time to try it before it could be verified.

Between breaths, Meng Yang's figure flashed, and a red light appeared in front of Yan Luo after stepping on three steps.

Almost when Hongmang was about to turn his head and run backwards, Meng Yang did not hesitate and reached out to grab it.

At the same time, the red mang, who had fled the other half, shattered and disappeared.

"I finally caught you" Sensing the situation on the other side, Meng Yang shook his head helplessly.

As he guessed, if Hongmang was decomposing, Meng Yang gave up directly.

Otherwise, if you chase like this for a long time, you won't be able to bear it at all.

I was afraid that the time was coming, so I didn't think much about it, so I hurriedly sat cross-legged and slapped the red mangs in my hands directly into the center of my eyebrows.

After doing all this, Meng Yang put out a trace of spiritual consciousness and began to refine the red mang.

Since it is in the mind, the speed of refining is very fast.

But just as Meng Yang refined the red mangs into water droplets at a speed visible to the naked eye, they dripped on his mind.

Suddenly, Meng Yang's eyes flickered, and a dense white mist appeared in his heart.

At this moment, Meng Yang was in a space full of white.

But in the line of sight, no matter the flowers and trees, no matter the insects and beasts, no matter the sun and the scorching sun, they are all white, unusually white.

There is nothing but a large, black sculpture that does not have a human form at all.

This sculpture is half human and half beast, with a fierce expression, but the moment Meng Yang came in, he looked at the sky with a look of awe.

The hands that held up the sky and were full of hideous lines trembled at this moment,

The entire huge sculpture shook, as if it had come to life, and the ground shook.

Under the impact of the ferocious primordial aura, Meng Yang's mind fluctuated, and his mind went blank.

Subconsciously looked up, and saw that there was a huge eye hole between the eyebrows of this huge black sculpture.

A sense of respect and breath that is indescribable but can touch people's souls is faintly overflowing from this eye hole.

Meng Yang suddenly felt a bang in his head, as if some barrier had been broken through by an invisible energy.

In just a moment, in Meng Yang's mind, who was stunned, a shocking picture appeared, which made people's hearts flood.

It was a vast land, and he stood closest to heaven and looked down on it.

The sky was gloomy, like a person's gloomy face, and gradually, pieces of clouds of calamity invisibly diffused, enveloping the sky, slowly wriggling, bursts of thunder, echoing in this cloud.

Lightning flashed away, illuminating the land from time to time, and the sky was full of madness and tyranny.

Thousands of miles away, tens of thousands of monks, they just stood still in the air, surrounding a person.

A middle-aged man who is more than thirty feet tall, has a good demeanor, and is arrogant with the lord of heaven and earth.

Meng Yang only glanced at it, and he had the illusion of seeing Tianwei.

Under this illusion, Meng Yang even felt like an ant, looking up at the world.

Compared to the eight True Martial Monks he had just met when he came in, this person was more like a god, making the heavens and the earth change color.

"Is this your power?"

This person watched the sky and the clouds moved, his eyes sneered, and he wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the words fell, a shocking thunder that seemed to connect the heavens and the earth came down, as if it was about to be killed with this blow.

The man suddenly raised his head and let out a low roar, and the huge thunder that seemed to be about to fall suddenly trembled.

When he was only a hundred feet away from this person, he immediately reversed himself, as if he was afraid of this person.

In the reversal, instead of attacking this person, he went straight to the clouds in the sky.

The withered primordial god felt that the clouds in the air began to condense, and rune marks appeared.

A majesty of heaven and earth is overflowing, and everyone is like ants under this majesty.

In the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth changed color, and a golden dragon with a hideous expression appeared in the clouds.

The roaring roar was like thunder, hovering in the air for a circle, and then with an indescribable aura of destruction, it rushed down.

The moment he collided with the man, a blinding light flashed in the sky.

The whole sky trembled, as if it were about to collapse.

At this point, the picture comes to an abrupt end, like a shattered mirror, turning into specks of light.

Splashed and dissipated.

The roar still echoed in his ears, and Meng Yang trembled, and only after a long time did he regain consciousness.

Shortness of breath, Meng Yang found that his entire body was soaked with sweat.

As he gasped for breath, he suddenly looked up and focused his gaze on the massive black sculpture.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a murmuring sound faintly coming from the sculpture, echoing in my mind.

Under this murmur, Meng Yang's face showed excitement and ecstasy, and that voice was actually the magic power of the stone tablet inheritance.

After a long time, when Meng Yang, who was awake from the ecstasy, wanted to thank the sculpture, a huge thrust suddenly hit Meng Yang's body, making Meng Yang's body tremble, his consciousness darkened, and he was directly pushed out of this alien space.

It wasn't until he regained his senses that he realized that he had appeared in the stone gate.

Meng Yang was apprehensive in his heart, looking at the eight figures hidden behind the candle flame, he always had an illusion that the reason why he was pushed out was not because the time was up, but because the sculpture was protecting him.

Such a strange thing, but Meng Yang didn't dare to say it, even to Rao Tianhuang.

"Hold on for two days, it's not bad..."

Like the old voice that sounded when Meng Yang came in, it came again.

As soon as the words fell, the stone door opened with a bang.

It wasn't until Meng Yang walked out of the stone gate in a trance that he reacted.

Because I watched a picture, I watched it for two days.

In hesitation, Meng Yang ignored the dozens of glances that fell on him and swept towards his eyebrows, and walked to the front of counter No. 3.

And the moment the stone door opened, the white-haired old man had already opened his eyes, and at this moment, he looked at Meng Yang curiously.

If it weren't for the rules, I am afraid that I would directly ask Meng Yang what kind of role and magical power he has in the sense of inheritance.

Under the old man's advice, Meng Yang realized that the time spent on this inheritance had a great relationship with the exercises he realized.

Just like talent, the shorter the time, the stronger the stele's ability, and the longer the time, the weaker the stele's ability.

The role will also range from the most important attack, body protection, to a thousand strange supports, and then to the inheritance of exercises.

When he hung the scabbard back on his waist, a look of deep groaning also appeared at this time.

"Rao Tianhuang, are you awake?"