Immediately afterwards, Meng Yang patted the storage bag again, and there was a gust of wind and thunder.

More than a dozen innate grade magic weapons were inserted around the flying sword one after another at a strange angle.

The spiritual consciousness was attached to it, and in the process of interlinking, a large white thin line net was seen covering a radius of 100 meters, and a huge transparent light curtain suddenly protruded from the ground, encircling Meng Yang in the center.

Secretly thinking about it a little, Meng Yang was still a little uneasy.

He also used thousands of spiritual senses to arrange dozens of hidden aura arrays and gather spiritual qi in the large array.

Secretly calculated a little, but still felt that it was still not enough.

After using death and cold qi to condense the heart-grabbing blade, and arranging nearly a hundred formations one after another, he breathed a sigh of relief.

With a serious look in his eyes and careful calculations, he narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, he pinched his hand and slapped the ground violently.

Under the roar, a black coffin immediately broke through the ground.

Under Meng Yang's thoughts, a withered hand surrounded by corpse qi poked out of the coffin, opened the coffin lid, and stepped out.

As the bloody eyes filled with ruthless indifference opened, a terrifying and terrifying sound immediately filled the sky here.

Looking at the evil puppet summoned by himself, he glanced lightly and said in a deep voice.

"I'm going to retreat and melt my flesh and blood, and in the meantime, there will be demons who will harass me. ”

"Anyone who dares to come to offend, you only remember three words! Kill, there is no forgiveness..."

The evil puppet's bloody eyes flashed, and the corpse qi on his body was rich again.

Meng Yang didn't say a word, and immediately walked to the center of the formation, cross-legged and spit out.

After calming down and dispelling the exhaustion, he immediately took out all the materials for refining blood beads from the storage bag.

The more than 100 forbidden formations arranged here were enough to resist the harassment of the initial martial stage.

Even the palace martial period, under the bombardment of death, was enough to resist being trapped for half a day.

Under the hard break, there will even be a fear of life.

As for the Gathering Martial Realm, if nothing else, resisting three quarters of an hour is not a problem.

This is also the strongest prohibition that Meng Yang has been able to exert so far.

After a little silence, Meng Yang restored his breath to its best state.

Turning his head to look at the evil puppet guarding the prohibition, he didn't hesitate.

When he retracted his gaze, he opened his mouth and spat out a bead of blood condensed by essence blood.

After this blood bead rose into a raging blue flame, it went straight to the three feet above Meng Yang's head to bake the golden bones of his body.

"Jinyang is born, the virtual room is full of light, the true meaning is true knowledge, and the body and mind are stable. ”

With words in his mouth, he immediately crossed his knees and spit out, and this sitting was two days.

The moment the blood beads swirled, there was a sudden swoop, and many white clouds of smoke appeared.

Rainbow light rushed out of it, illuminating Meng Yang as if wearing a bloody coat.

The scorching flames attached to it gradually fell off the blood beads like molting.

Meng Yang's eyes flashed slightly, snuffing out the flames of spiritual power transformation, staring at all this intently.

The fist-sized beads of red blood all over the body, under the overflowing majestic spiritual power, shook away the substance on the body that had turned black because there was no spiritual power flame to continue to burn. This black rock-like substance is the debris secreted in the process of Meng Yang's melting of flesh and blood.

Until all the black impurities and solidified rocks fell off, a pearl-sized golden blood bead appeared in Meng Yang's eyes, and at the same time, a strong Dan Qi that rose to the sky rushed in all directions.

Meng Yang's spirit was shocked, and he was about to reach out and grab the blood bead and swallow it.

Who knows, the blood bead suddenly trembled all over before Meng Yang stretched out his hand.

I wear it directly

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Through the forbidden formation arranged by Meng Yang, he flew into the distance.

"I want to run..."Meng Yang snorted coldly, and when his spiritual sense overflowed his body, he opened his mouth and swallowed it.

The blood beads that had already flown out of the hundred-meter were like ropes tied to their bodies, and as Meng Yang opened his mouth and sucked it, he pulled it back.

Before refining the blood beads, Meng Yang learned that when the blood beads became pills, they would be out of the control of the alchemists because of the strong spiritual power contained in the pills, and they would wander away aimlessly, and unless the spiritual power was exhausted, they would fall to the ground.

Meng Yang knew all this early on, so when refining the blood beads, he used his own essence blood as the pill spirit to prevent the blood beads from being controlled instantaneously when the blood beads were successfully condensed, which was also a common method used by many monks refining precious pills.

As the blood beads were swallowed by Meng Yang in his mouth, a blazing wave of qi suddenly spread from his mouth.

When the pill entered the abdomen, a strong fire burned and burned, and it also swept through the whole body with the violent spiritual power of the blood beads.

The golden one is a thing that is strong and never bad, and the one who is Dan is a thing that is perfect and pure.

The two are one, refined and matured by fire, recast the blood skin, and melt the flesh and blood, which is for remelting.

Suppressing the layers of ripples in his heart, Meng Yang took a sharp breath of air, closed his eyes, and began to grow flesh and bones.

Not long after Meng Yang closed his eyes, from the north, two palace martial qi cultivators broke through.

They stepped on the magic weapon, dragged the light, jumped through the thick fog, and stared at the top of the mountain where Meng Yang was located.

"I said that there was an aura of disgust in my spiritual consciousness just now, it turned out to be a human monk..."

An old man with dark skin on his feet, wearing a green robe, suddenly showed surprise on his face.

After taking a look, he moved his gaze to the thin young demon man beside him with a strange smile on his face.

After pondering for a while, the corner of this old man's mouth snorted coldly: "Yu Zhou, let's talk about it first, this person will definitely have a lot of treasures in his storage bag, and I don't care about the others, I want his body, and how about the evil puppet who is staying within the prohibition of the formation and the cultivation of the First Martial Great Perfection?"

The thin young man glanced at the old man lightly, and said in a deep voice: "You are so calculating, and you will let you take all the good ones, but you may be disappointed..."

Speaking of this, the young man named Yuzhou looked at the old man and motioned for the old man to look south.

"The people of the Nine Stars Gang are also here..."

"It's not just the Nine Star Gang..."Ma Dong's eyes narrowed, and he snorted coldly with disdain.

"The Sky Wolf Gang, the Fierce Underworld Gang, and even several Dharma protectors of the Blood Yang Gang are here, if you want to get a piece of the pie, I'm afraid it's not easy..."

"I'm still thinking that it was that bold little barbarian who dared to spill his essence and blood here, and at this glance, he was actually a human monk. ”

"I haven't seen a human monk in the Yin Charm Valley for many years, so I want his essence blood, you have no opinion..."

A middle-aged man with a small face standing with his hands in his hands and stepping on a silver Xuancha laughed loudly and looked at the people gathered around him.

And just as this person's voice fell, an old man behind him with a sinister smile and cold eyes said in a cold voice.

"The three-foot single knife on this person, I want it..."

"What's the hurry, since this person can use the magic weapon of the innate grade to arrange the formation, it can be seen that he is worth a lot of money, we want to break through, although it will take a lot of time, but these magic weapons as the eyes of the formation, I am afraid that there is not one in ten, the old man thinks, it is better for us to wait together for this person to melt the flesh and blood to wake up, we are joining forces to kill, as for the final treasure, how about each with his ability?"

"You don't have to go into battle, it's best..."

"Wait for the rabbit, as I wish..."

"Since

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The Blood Yang Gang Protector has said so, what if he is allowed to live a little longer..."

Just when everyone was sneering and disdainful in their hearts, but they were sincerely smiling and clenching their fists, an extremely cold sound that made their hearts chill and was like falling into an ice cellar suddenly resounded in the heavens and the earth. The killing intent mixed in the voice made everyone's hearts jump at the same time.

Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his ruthless eyes.

At the same time, a powerful cultivation in the late stage of Gongwu turned into a huge wave of Jiangtao and rushed in all directions.

The top of the mountain trembled, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the dense fog was pushed away, Meng Yang raised his black hair dancing wildly and looked at the people who were stagnant in the air.

At this glance, the heart of the soul facing the natural enemy trembled, causing the pupils of all the demons to shrink sharply, and their complexions changed greatly.

When ordinary monks break through the palace martial arts, they condense the spirit into three, and the spiritual power is turned into spiritual power, that is, the spiritual power is divided into three parts.

And Meng Yang's three are dead qi, cold qi and spiritual power, since the breakthrough of the palace martial period, under the fusion of the three energies, the power and breath contained in it have already made Meng Yang stand in an absolutely advantageous position.

This is the advantage of the Nine Xuan Zhenzun Three Divine Heavenly Technique, and it is also what makes Meng Yang different from ordinary Gong Wu.

If there is only one Gong Wu condensed in the body of an ordinary Gong Martial Stage cultivator, then there are two Gong Wu condensed in Meng Yang's body at this moment, and the third one, the third Xuantian cultivation Xuan Qi with murderous qi as the Tongtian Technique, is also slowly waking up and becoming stronger.

With a cold face and black hair, he stood there like a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

Even the surrounding dense fog retreated because of the increasingly strong killing intent in Meng Yang's eyes.

Everyone, looking at the indifference and ruthlessness in Meng Yang's eyes, set off a stormy wave in their hearts, and because of the powerful spiritual power fluctuations that emerged from Meng Yang's body, the shattered mountains and rocks exploded like thunder.

In just such an instant, Meng Yang's body regenerated earth-shaking changes.

The gray mist that filled the sea of mind consciousness was instantly dispelled by the golden light.

The heat flow tumbling in his body, everywhere he passed, made Meng Yang's body crackle loudly.

With one step, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the flesh and blood on Meng Yang's body began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The moment the evil puppet was put away by Meng Yang, it was arranged around, as a magic weapon for the existence of the array eye, and it shattered at the same time.

The treasure qi that emerged from the magic weapon surged towards Meng Yang's waist with a torrent of five different colors.

Because there, there is an existence that summons them, and this existence is the embroidered spring knife.

The soul-level embroidered spring knife, in front of all innate magic weapons, is the master, the existence of the supreme will.

It is a tiger that rushes into the flock with great momentum, a hungry tiger.

After absorbing the energy in all the innate magic weapon weapons, the weight of one hundred and fifty catties of the embroidered spring knife instantly increased to five hundred catties.

And these five hundred catties no longer have any sense of relief for today's Meng Yang.

Just when their expressions were gloomy and hesitant and frightened, Meng Yang fiercely looked at a young demon man in the early stage of palace martial arts.

And this glance suddenly made the spiritual power in the body of the young demon barbarian in the early stage of the palace martial almost uncontrollable, and it shattered and collapsed.

This sense of oppression, as if facing the existence of the Gathering Martial Realm, made the young man's face change greatly.

His heart was beating wildly, and his eyes showed unprecedented horror.

He already understood that the young man with a cold knife on his waist in front of him was not a lamb to the slaughter at all.

It's about devouring them, ancient beasts...

"I want your life. ”

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