Three days later, Meng Yang, who had left the Divine Hall, had a satisfied smile on his face.

And Zhou Huoshan, who was standing at the door of the temple and looking at Meng Yang's back, also had indescribable excitement and heat on his face.

He had already received news from the elders that the toxins in his daughter's body had really been removed by Meng Yang, which made him more excited the more he thought about it, and even his heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and the hand in his sleeve was still holding it until Meng Yang's back disappeared into his eyes.

"Ten vials of essence blood are enough, so that in the battle for the miracle conference, it can be regarded as a guarantee. ”

"However, the person behind this Xuanyun Sect City still makes it difficult for me to suppress the uneasiness in my heart. ”

Back in the courtyard, Meng Yang, who was sitting on the bed in the middle of the house, said this, and couldn't help but take his eyes off the essence blood bottle and look out the window.

"It's a good thing that you have a sense of urgency, but now you have a single attack, and there are only a few means of attack, if you really want to encounter danger, you have no backhand, but it is very dangerous, if you want me to say, the miracle conference is over, and you will leave Xuanyun Sect City directly. ”

Sensing the fluctuating Mozheng in Meng Yang's heart, he couldn't help but say what he had wanted to say to Meng Yang in his heart.

Meng Yang's face turned pale, squinted his eyes and hesitated: "Leave?"

"This northern edge of Dongshan, which lacks spiritual power, is not your stage in the first place, and you will have to leave sooner or later. ”

Meng Yang closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and became silent.

Seeing that Meng Yang didn't want to say more, the demon who knew each other didn't speak.

Just when Meng Yang had just swallowed a bottle of demon beast essence blood and was about to cultivate, at the same time, many elders appeared in the Xuanyun Sect City Divine Hall.

In this group of people, there are one or two, pale and sluggish existences, and it is clear without guessing that they are undoubtedly injured.

Zhou Huoshan, who was sitting in the first place, retracted his gaze that swept towards everyone after listening to the report of the visitor, and pondered, but his face was cold and solemn, which made the atmosphere in the hall cold for a while.

"I'm glad that you've all completed the task within the allotted time this time, but it's still not enough..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Huoshan raised his head again and swept the many elders in the hall, and after muttering a little, he continued: "Some forces in the eastern part of Dongshan have begun to kill many warriors of our clan, and the original situation is still under our control, but there are people behind this matter, who want to make things bigger and affect the entire Nanyue Sect City, then it will be as he wishes, from now on, you will immediately set off to Quzhu City to contribute to the siege of the Dongshan Alliance Sect City." ”

All the elders looked at each other with different expressions, and they all bowed their heads and remained silent.

At this moment, an elder who was hesitant suddenly had a decisive face, and after the hesitation faded, he sneered in his heart, his face was as usual, and he immediately asked: "Patriarch, isn't this method for us to be sent to death?"

As soon as these words came out, many thoughtful eyes fell on Zhou Huoshan, wanting to see how to explain it.

In their hearts, they had long decided that Zhou Huoshan was afraid that if he took this matter, he would secretly get rid of some people in Zongcheng who were not good for him, and as for the life and death of Zongcheng of the South Vietnam Alliance, I am afraid that he was not in his consideration at all, otherwise how could Xuanyun Zongcheng become so selfless and arrogant for a while.

"Quzhu City is just a city fortress at the intersection of the north and the east, and it does not belong to any power. ”

The disciples asked even more suspiciously, "In that case, what are we going to Quzhu City for?"

"Kill all the monks in the eastern part of Dongshan..."

"Shhh

One of the white-bearded old men, with his eyes flickering, shook the hand of a young monk who was pulling the corner of his clothes, trying to stop him from speaking, and asked: "Let's go, who guarantees the logistics pill, since Quzhu City is a fortress that does not belong to any force, there should be many people from scattered cultivation and other local forces, and there may also be people from the east of Dongshan." ”

"Isn't this a death for us?"

An emotional woman suddenly shouted, her voice sharp, which immediately made all the old men of the Divine Hall frown at the same time.

Zhou Huoshan, who was in the first place, was still as cold as ever.

However, he did not have any anger because of the woman's words, on the contrary, there was another feeling in his heart, which was an indescribable helplessness and bitterness, although the barbarians were united, but only in their own sect city, for the people of other sects, there was no good impression at all, after all, the inheritance totems were different, but you can talk about a family? .

Thinking of this, Zhou Huoshan said word by word: "I can only tell you that this inexplicable battle will not only spread in the entire west, east, south, and north, and even all the forces of the Zongcheng will join, without exception, in this battle, if you want to survive, you can only stand out in this battle, otherwise, you can only become the cornerstone and let others have the right to live." ”

Everyone, under Zhou Huoshan's words, suddenly set off a stormy wave in their hearts, shocked that they lost their souls, shocked that they had no master, under the heart that couldn't stop beating wildly, their breathing became heavier and heavier, and the whole hall was extremely silent, as if time had stood still, but their hearts were roaring constantly.

This scene, not only happened in Xuanyun Sect City, but also all the Sect Cities in South Vietnam, all of them were told the news by the deacon in the door, and Zhen's mind was dizzy and his face was pale.

......

When Meng Yang was talking about it, he had just swallowed a bottle of demon beast essence blood and was about to cultivate.

The demon in the white bone lock suddenly froze, as if he sensed something, and sighed: "I'm afraid that Dongshan is going to change the sky." ”

Meng Yang looked stunned, and for a while he asked incorrectly, "What do you mean?"

"The battlefield of the Four Directions Heaven and Nine Palaces, calculating the time, is almost there, and the entire barbarian clan will not be peaceful in the future. ”

Mo Zheng smiled slightly, looked at the roof, his thoughts seemed to drift away, and he continued in a flat tone: "The battlefield of the Four Directions Heaven and Nine Palaces is where I woke up, this matter is too secret, and I know even less, but the breath that makes my soul tremble in the depths is slowly approaching, get ready." ”

Meng Yang's pupils shrank sharply, and his face was full of shock: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Mo Zheng smiled bitterly and said in a deep voice.

"Let's put it this way, as far as I know, your world is a planet, and it is the lowest level of cultivation stars in the stars, every once in a while, there will be a battlefield of the Four Directions Heaven and Nine Palaces from outside the sky, and this battlefield is rumored to be a very high-level cultivation that has broken into four points, called the Four Heavens, and the Nine Palaces are the palaces that represent its Nine Dao inheritances. ”

"Where did you wake up?"

Meng Yang suddenly thought of the scene that Mo Zheng had mentioned before, and said with a loss of color, "How do you know this?"

"I have a part of the memory of a human monk in my mind who was devoured by me, he is the poor man who died in the battlefield of the Four Heavenly Nine Palaces, but you don't have to worry, it's still early, but some big forces who know about this matter are probably already secretly surging. ”

This earth-shattering news suddenly made Meng Yang's face pale and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was a constant rumbling in his mind, and thunder exploded, as if to break his whole mind and his heart.

Mo Zheng looked at Meng Yang like this, the pain and worry in his eyes were very obvious, but at this moment, he could only express his silence.

Originally, he didn't want to mention this matter, but he had to say it when it came to this.

Because he is also a person with secrets, the only thing he can reveal to Meng Yang is that he is not a person in this world at all, or rather, he is just a wandering soul wandering in the battlefield of the Four Heavenly Nine Palaces, and he happened to meet a seriously injured Terran monk, swallowed the other party's divine thoughts, and gained a trace of spiritual wisdom, so that he was able to survive to this day.

Brushing the blood on his lips, Meng Yang pondered for a long time before slowly closing his eyes.

He did not continue to speak, but silently recited the mantra of calming his mind and calming his heart.

In addition to the shock brought by the battlefield of the Four Heavenly Nine Palaces, his silence also had one point, that is, the performance of this demon was more and more incomprehensible to him, and even for a moment, he wondered if this demon was a wandering demon, a demon who stole other people's memories.

But no matter what it was, Meng Yang couldn't care about it anymore, because the demon beast essence blood devoured in his belly had already reacted hugely, and the "Heart Sea Space" entrenched in the depths of the dantian also made a dull sound like a fierce beast's roar at this time.

An inaudible murmur reached Meng Yang's ears, whose eyes were filled with countless bloodshots.

Under this voice, Meng Yang trembled like thunder.

There was a strange appearance at the center of his eyebrows, a feeling of wanting to burst, which made his heart tremble uncontrollably.

"Heart Sea Space, if you can hear it, can you make a deal with me, can you divide the demon beast essence blood with me, I need him to cultivate the method of barbarian pattern transfer sacrifice, if you agree, give me some reactions." ”

Guarding his mind, he transmitted his spiritual consciousness in this indescribable complex feeling.

"Knock knock..."

As soon as Meng Yang's voice fell, he was like the master of heaven and earth, and the heavy bell full of years of loneliness resounded in his heart.

Suddenly he realized, and when he was about to thank him, he suddenly remembered three deafening bells.

Different from the sound just now, the bell at this moment was full of coercion and majestic, and the roar that seemed to gather from the boundless world rang again, which immediately made Meng Yang roar in pain

The kind of overwhelming powerful breath, like a mountain peak, made Meng Yang in his heart hold his head in pain, and keep rolling, that kind of pain, pain into the bone marrow, pain into the skin and lungs, let Meng Yang deeply understand, what is life is better than death.

In this unbearable pain, Meng Yang suddenly seemed to realize something, his face was resolute, he gritted his teeth, struggled and stood up with a trembling body, and listened carefully to the sound of knocking into his heart.

In the end, it was discovered that this voice did not come from the heart space at all, but from his body.

Consciousness entered his body with his spiritual sense, and Meng Yang's complexion changed greatly in an instant.

The demon beast essence blood that remained in his body and had not yet been absorbed by the heart sea space was constantly hitting his body at this moment, and the only muffled sound left was the roar of the essence blood hitting the flesh.

Outside, Meng Yang, who was sitting on the bed with his knees crossed, was constantly bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his breath was even more sluggish.

He thought that he had the space of the heart sea in his hand and did not need to worry, but he ignored the most basic common sense.

That is, if you forcibly swallow it, even if you have a way to remove the breath in your essence and blood, you will have to endure unspeakable pain. And this heart-rending pain is like a knife cut, heavy, and cold, constantly scraping his flesh and tearing his body with a knife.

It can be said that this kind of pain can no longer be described in words, let alone any pain that Meng Yang has experienced.

Just when Meng Yang, who was dissipated in his eyes, was about to forcibly end this inhuman torture, he suddenly saw a picture, a picture that seemed to have traveled from ancient times.

The moment this picture appeared, Meng Yang's gradually blurred spirit suddenly became violent.

The heaven and earth in that picture were as red as blood, and there was silence all around, with only one person standing in the center.

That person was a person who was dragged up by the fog and pointed at Meng Yang.

He pointed for a long time, a long time, so long that the whole time became strange, so long that the whole time stood still, so long that it seemed to go through a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, and then he suddenly laughed.

"You...... It's ridiculous that the will is so vulnerable... Can... Laughing ......"

This roar full of monstrous anger, like a sledgehammer, slammed hard on Meng Yang's heart, and Meng Yang's entire heart was flooded with huge waves, and his whole heart trembled.

The ridiculous sound echoed in this boundless void for a long time, such as turning into countless faces, looking at him with a sneer, and the sound made by his open mouth overlapped together, forming a sound wave, which was transmitted, which was full of disappointment, sadness, and helplessness, which made Meng Yang's heart feel a sense of sourness and sadness for no reason.

This feeling lingered for a long time, like these ridiculous words, echoing in this vast and boundless void land, with a fierce momentum and stirring people's hearts.

Looking at the dead darkness around him, the darkness without a little light, Meng Yang instinctively asked, "Who are you..."

However, as soon as these words came out, it was as if an extremely strong light suddenly appeared, filling the entire void.

In an instant, countless cracks appeared in the entire picture, which continued to spread, until there was a roar, and it shattered violently, but the person in sight also turned into pieces of confetti and scattered in all directions.

This scene made Meng Yang stunned immediately, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself for hallucinating when he endured pain.

Although this illusion was too real, the words that pointed at him and ridiculed him for his lack of will, aroused Meng Yang's most primitive ferocity, the huge waves of the vast expanse like the sea.

"In that case, I want you to see that my Meng Yang's will will never be a slave. ”

Suddenly, a powerful and incomparable, majestic spiritual power suddenly surged out towards the center of Meng Yang's eyebrows, windless automatic, dancing wildly in the air, an indescribable breath filled the center of his eyebrows, so that within a radius of thousands of meters, countless reptiles, countless birds and beasts, and countless hibernating fierce beasts, all of them begged for mercy in their eyes, lying on the ground, looking at a place, a place that made them scream in fear

Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his bloody eyes.

The spiritual power in his eyes was like a ghostly lightning, like lightning in his eyes.

I didn't even look at the floor that was shattered by my own breath, and I closed my eyes again when I was about to drink all the remaining demon beast essence blood.

"Yes, it's this breath, it's this breath, and it's again..."

The demon in the white bone lock was trembling at this moment, looking at the breath from Meng Yang's body.

With palpitations, he couldn't help but think of the huge gaze that occupied the sky.

That gaze, although it has no power to speak of, but the confidence in the eyes that seems to represent the power of heaven is enough to shake all things in the world and all nothingness.

After the third watch in the night, the placket on Meng Yang's body was suddenly shattered by an overflowing fierce aura.

The sky was full of daylight, and the spiritual pressure that made all the plants in the courtyard dare not raise their heads to the sun slowly dissipated.

Until the warm sun was at his head, a sound that seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth immediately made Meng Yang, who had been cross-kneeling for nearly two days, open his eyes.

After flashing a hint of pleasure in the eyes of the spiritual power, the voice of the demon Zheng's congratulations followed.

"The first sequence has broken through..."

Meng Yang exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.

No one could know how hard it would be to drink the blood of the nine vials of demon beast essence after he drank it all in one gulp.

If it weren't for the hard support he leaned on with a touch of will, I'm afraid his mind would have collapsed and his consciousness would have fallen into darkness.

Behind this huge power, the price paid, even if Meng Yang is talking at this moment, he will not dare to come again, if it were not for the ridiculous language in the illusion, Meng Yang would never be so big, put his life into such a situation, and even in this life.

Fortunately, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and the barbarian veins finally broke through.

However, it is a pity that after absorbing the essence blood of the demon beast in the heart sea space, it did not give him a trace of pure essence blood, and still spit out pure spiritual power to him for him to absorb as always.

But at the end of the day, he obtains a secret method from the heart space.

And this secret method turned out to be a means to teach him how to transform the essence blood of the alien race into pure essence blood.

"Three-day Great Psychic Induction!"

Looking at the tadpoles in his mind, which were densely packed with thousands of mantra words, Meng Yang couldn't help but murmur solemnly.

The "three days" of this technique do not refer to the number of days, but to the three methods used in the process of transforming the blood of the alien race.

One day is "Tong", two days are "Spirit", and three days are "Introduction".

And that's the real mystery of this technique.

Meng Yang's eyes showed a strange look, he took a deep breath, and after closing his eyes and firmly comprehending the mantra, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "The person who invented this auxiliary technique really has an unrivaled way of thinking and skills. ”

"Especially this hundred passes, ten spirits, and the method of one introduction, it can be called the wisdom of absolute saints and abandonment of knowledge, and the wisdom of a hundred dragons. ”

Meng Yang, who opened his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth, and a confident smile appeared on Zhuo Ran's cold face.

Immediately, he waved his sleeves and got up, walked leisurely, and walked out of the courtyard. The closed door was pushed open by an overflowing breath from his body as soon as he followed, and it was not until he walked out of the house that it slowly closed.

Passing through the courtyard and coming to Zhou Luying's pavilion, under the nod of the maid at the door, Meng Yang shook his sleeves and pushed the door.

The door had just been pushed open, and the scent of flowers was still refreshing.

As before, Meng Yang respectfully hugged his fists and bowed, then walked to Zhou Luying's bed, and under Zhou Luying's heart-warming smile and turned around, he sat in the corner of the window, running the aura, with his hands on his back, secretly communicating with Mozheng.

"It's up to you. ”

The demon was smiling, and when the momentum of the yin owl climbed, the driving hand drew an unorganized trajectory on his chest.

After his empty eye hole shrank suddenly, and the aura on his body soaked into Zhou Luying's body along Meng Yang's arm, the formation sealed in the eight veins of Zhou Luying's Qi Jing immediately trembled at the same time as Zhou Luying's body.

Then, an unbelievably delicate voice came from Zhou Luying's pink lips, making Meng Yang frown.

And Zhou Luying, who was facing away from Meng Yang, was flushed at the moment, and the pleasure that came from her body had no signs at all, even if she had been prepared, but after the voice came out, she still couldn't control it.

Fortunately, this kind of thing that made her ashamed only appear at the beginning, but even so, as soon as the voice came out, the whole atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into an indescribable ambiguity.

Counting today, it is now the second time, Meng Yang has no other ideas, but he bitterly treats Zhou Luying, who is shy and shy. At this moment, although she is biting her pink lips and closing her eyes, as if to say, as long as she closes her eyes, no one can see or hear it, but on her blown-up face, there is still a soft pity and coquettishness of her daughter's family.

This made her face even more flushed.