Recently, not only Meng Yang was really worried and inexplicably uneasy.

Even the figure that Haiguo could still see before disappeared.

Everything was like a clearance before the big operation.

Secretly muttering a little, Meng Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and he did not delay.

Since I can't calm down when I meditate, I still go out and find someone to inquire about the news.

A strong sixth sense told him that something big was going to happen in the Eastern Desert Sandy Plain.

"Whatever he does, just get out of the East Wilderness. ”

"You can't go..."

Just as Meng Yang got up and was about to leave, a shout suddenly came from a distance.

Before the people arrived, the sound waves of their roar turned off the surrounding sea water to ripple and ripple.

Meng Yang's eyes were cold, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a middle-aged monk in black and white clothes, who was rushing towards this side, this person had a big face and a big nose, and his appearance was extremely arrogant.

Although this person's appearance is unparalleled, the momentum that can emanate from his body is really terrifying.

"The middle stage of the first martial arts!"

Sensing the cultivation of the arrival, Meng Yang groaned expressionlessly.

"The white ghost walks at night, the covenant of soul and blood, today I Jiang Xing will take it. ”

The visitor suddenly swam in the air and shouted.

Between the twisting of the waist, there was a large splash of water, like a sword falling into the sea peak.

"Whoa..."

The moment it landed in Haiti, a force immediately took Jiang Xing's feet as the center of the wave, and suddenly set off three violent ripples.

The sea rocks under his feet, because of the weight of their fall, spread out countless finger-thick cracks.

"It's so hard for us to find it!"

The person palmed his hand, and a piece of blood-red jade appeared in his hand.

As the palm of his hand glowed with spiritual power, Meng Yang's figure and his middle-aged appearance appeared on the blood-red jade slip.

Jiang Xing, a middle-aged monk who looked at Meng Yang, nodded, put away the jade slip, looked at Meng Yang with the appearance of letting Meng Yang come to die, and continued: "I heard that you killed the Red Sect Zhonghong, seriously injured the Qu clan, and took away the Yuanzhen Meritorious Monument from Yi Changdao's hands. ”

Meng Yang looked disdainful and said, "Just you, also with me Meng Yang..."

"You who have been planted by the Red Sect with soul and blood, you who are white ghosts walking at night, are dying and don't know your sin. ”

"In that case, I, Jiang Xing, let you know today that the early stage of the early martial arts will always be the existence at the bottom of the early martial stage!"

"Sanqing Xuan Needle, now!"

......

"What did you say?"

Looking at the cold face of the person in front of him, Liu An couldn't help but shudder, and his heart was extremely frightened.

This person is ruthless and cruel, and his methods are well-known among the young generation of Zhao State.

If it weren't for the reward, he wouldn't have bothered to look for this person.

I don't know if it's luck or fate, two sticks of incense before the time, he and Meng Yang had a one-sided relationship, and then left in a hurry. At that time, he still wondered who had his brain in the water, meditated and breathed to restore the spiritual power in his body, and ran into the deep area of the Broken River.

But this curiosity didn't last long before he was found by an ugly-looking Red Sect male cultivator.

After understanding the ins and outs, the first figure that appeared in my heart was the young man with a grim face sitting in the deep river and sea.

Knowing that it would be difficult for him to obtain tokens with his strength, he planned to sell the news in exchange for benefits.

Thinking of this, Liu An hurriedly bowed his head and said respectfully: "What the senior brother said is true, the person who was planted with the soul blood covenant by the white ghost nocturnal walk is on the outskirts of the Broken River, only a hundred miles away from the Starfall Valley, and from the jade slip, it is in the southwest direction. ”

"Hmph, it's better not to lie to me, or you know my methods!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu An panicked and hurriedly made a move.

Seeing that Liu An was so afraid of himself, this person smiled cruelly, enjoying his awe of him very much.

After a few breaths, the man turned to look at a monk who had come with him behind him.

With a gesture on his face, the man understood in his heart, and immediately took out five pills from the storage ring and threw them to Liu An.

Liu An, who got the pill, was already wet with cold on his back.

It wasn't until he looked at the figures of several people leaving that he finally disappeared at the end of his gaze, that he took a big breath of relief.

After the delicate young man's face resurfaced in his heart, Liu An, who shook his head, did not delay and ran away into the distance.

Since he couldn't get the reward planted by the Soul Blood Covenant, he told the others where Meng Yang was located, and the first thing was to exchange for benefits.

Thinking of this, Liu Anxin was furious, and his steps were faster.

Under greed, I can't help but think of a way to exchange for more reward.

And this method is related to the Black Sea vision hundreds of years ago.

......

At this moment, the middle-aged monk named Jiang Xing looked extremely miserable.

His body was covered with shocking wounds.

The placket is like a hole separated by countless blades.

There is no longer a world on his face, and he looks at the trend of the world.

Under the battle, Jiang Xing's expression was weak and his breath was sluggish.

Even the reaction, under the battle with Meng Yang, was a beat slower.

And Meng Yang was still standing in place at this moment, looking at him with cold eyes.

As his left hand was raised, he pointed to Jiang Xing in the air, and said the word "go" coldly.

But seeing countless heart-snatching blades tumbling in the deep sea, they suddenly gathered and nailed through Jiang Xing's spiritual cover.

Then like a snake, it was linked one by one, winding up, trapping Jiang Xing's entire movement.

Looking at Meng Yang, who was coming step by step, the frightened Jiang Xing's heart beat faster, and he kept thinking about how to save his life and live.

In his heart, this person who was hunted down by the blood order was definitely not as simple as the early stage of the first martial arts.

With just one move, he broke his own defenses, not to mention, the dense heart-snatching blades like wasps made his scalp tingle, his heart shattered, and he regretted it in his heart, but also understood the fierceness and horror of the young man in front of him.

Looking at Meng Yang Senhan's gaze, Jiang Xing even trembled, and it was difficult to do it under the heart-snatching blade that trapped him.

Thinking that there were still many pursuits to be completed, Jiang Xing showed remorse on his face, his eyes showed pleading, and his voice trembled and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want." ”

"Just you?"

Meng Yang walked up to Jiang Xing, glanced at it with a cold look in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "Let me ask you, what is the White Ghost Night Walk?"

"The White Ghost Night Walk is a token refined by the Red Sect Master with soul blood. ”

Looking at the murderous intent in Meng Yang's eyes flickering, Jiang Xing's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Really, really, this white ghost nocturnal journey, there are only ten pieces in the Red Sect, in addition to the Red Sect Sect Master and Elders, there are three pieces that fall on the next godson, by the way, by the way, this white ghost nocturnal journey, I heard that it was performed by the Qu clan of the Red Sect, it is really none of my business!"

"Summoning your piece of blood-colored jade Jane out!"

As soon as the cold sound fell, Jiang Xing's face trembled, and he nodded hurriedly.

But when he saw a piece of blood-colored jade, he flew out of Jiang Xing's finger storage ring, and was only caught by Meng Yang in his palm for three breaths.

Suddenly, Meng Yang's gloomy face suddenly turned green, and his eagle eyes flashed with irrepressible anger.

"A good Red Sect, a good Qu clan, a good White Ghost Night Order!!"

"Greedy for my treasures, seek my martial arts, chase and kill my life, is it really impossible for me to be bullied by Meng Yang?"

"I, Meng Yang, will not die, I, Meng Yang, want to see, what are you capable of, and what can the white ghosts you summoned be capable of killing me?"

"Don't kill me, I'm willing to do whatever you ask me to do!"

Meng Yang took a deep breath, frowned, and said in a cold voice, "How do you know that I am here?"

"It's... It's Liu An, a disciple of the Three Sects, who informed me!"

"Sanzong, Liu'an!"

Meng Yang's cold light flashed, and the murderous aura in his body was like substance.

Sensing the monstrous murderous aura that overflowed Meng Yang's body, Jiang Xing was terrified and hurriedly said, "Really, he is a disciple of the Three Sects!"

Looking at Jiang Xing's frightened, not fake, Meng Yang continued to say in a deep voice.

"Let me ask you, when was this white ghost night order planted?"

"A day ago!" Jiang Xing's face turned pale and he bowed his head suddenly.

"It seems that I guessed the same time, Red Sect, you have a kind of..."

Meng Yang, who had a cold expression, looked at Jiang Xing, who didn't dare to look at each other, and bent his fingers, ready to kill the person in front of him.

As soon as his hand was raised, Jiang Xing was anxious, and hurriedly begged: "I... No... As long as Senior Brother releases the villain, I will help Senior Brother kill this Liu'an!"

Meng Yang sneered inwardly, and the hand raised did not pause in the slightest.

Looking at Meng Yang without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Xing secretly took a breath of cold air, knowing that under Meng Yang's finger, he would definitely be destroyed, and he hated himself for being greedy in his heart, and even hated Liu An who told him Meng Yang's location.

Jiang Xing, who was terrified, felt that death was so close to him for the first time.

Almost at the moment when Meng Yang's finger just fell, the frightened Jiang Xing's face suddenly turned resolute.

Under the gritting of his teeth, the spiritual power in the dantian spirit sea suddenly surged out, penetrating his body and rushing straight to his mind.

As his spirit suddenly weakened, his face turned pale, and a bead of incomparably red blood suddenly overflowed from Jiang Xing's eyebrows.

As soon as this soul blood came out, a strong soul qi filled the surroundings.

Meng Yang raised his hand for a moment, looked at Jiang Xing's begging gaze, took a deep breath, and when his spiritual sense swept away, he didn't find any clues, he opened his mouth and sucked it, swallowed it in his stomach, and in a place in his mental space, there was a blood-colored villain the size of a finger, sitting cross-legged, judging from the appearance of the villain, it was not Jiang Xing who else.

When the villain saw Meng Yang, he immediately looked frightened and bowed.

Unable to sense Meng Yang's acceptance of his soul blood, Jiang Xing was uneasy, and couldn't help but secretly wonder if Meng Yang was also seriously injured, and it was difficult to subdue and refine for a while, and he couldn't help but regret that he had compromised too quickly.

Originally, it was just to think about it, but it can be seen that Jiang Xing, who still had Meng Yang's eyes closed and did not make any moves, was even more sure of his thoughts, but his soul blood had been taken away by Meng Yang, and now if there is any abnormal movement, I am afraid that he will die as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xing, who lowered his head and knelt on the ground, was full of poisonous resentment in his eyes.