In Meng Yang's guess, if Thunder is really strong enough to be able to kill the enemy by all the powerhouses of the three major shogunates of the Ancient Burial Alliance, then in order to protect themselves, these demonic powerhouses of the three major shogunates may become inflamed and treat them as guests.

Therefore, Meng Yang can only rely on himself. In his mind, this thunder giant might not be able to sense the aura of the rising sun in his body, and even if he did, he might not be able to kill him immediately.

After all, tens of thousands of years ago, he besieged Xuyang, although this person was here, but he only wanted to absorb the essence of the monk who died in the hands of Xuyang.

Of course, there is also the biggest reason that this thunder giant appeared, not necessarily looking for the rising sun.

Under all kinds of speculation, Meng Yang chose to give it a go, but no matter what it was, the first thing he did was to temporarily seal the breath of the rising sun in his body, and if he didn't break through to the level of true martial arts, he would definitely not be able to unlock it.

Meng Yang, who thought of it, almost didn't have any nonsense, his pupils trembled slightly, a strange light appeared, and two black horizontal lines passed through his pupils, and in an instant, he took a few deep breaths of air, and after calming down his inner turmoil, he directly plunged into the dantian spiritual sea.

In a brightly lit space, a baby-like Genshin sits cross-legged in the center.

Behind this primordial god baby, there are also four Xuandans that are spinning.

These four Xuandans are, Death Qi Xuandan, Cold Qi Xuandan, Murderous Qi Xuandan, and Thunder Xuandan.

Among them, the most majestic spiritual power is the Death Qi Xuandan and the Murderous Qi Xuandan.

And behind the Genshin, there is a large pillar with a radius of one meter.

This pillar is like jade, glowing with gold, and is five meters high.

Under the diffusion of the breath of the rising sun, with the exhalation and inhalation of the original spirit, a rhythm of mutual nourishment is formed.

Seeing this, Meng Yang didn't say a word, controlled the Yuan Shen, cut off the connection with the golden pillar, and then under the flickering of his spiritual sense, he was as fast as thunder, and instantly stirred out to envelop the golden pillar, and under the rotation of the forbidden eye, countless prohibitions that covered the effect of the breath were constantly arranged around the golden pillar.

The prohibition of the different rays of light that was sprinkled layer by layer came out, as if he was dressing a golden pillar, enveloping him.

And the process can be described as rapid. By the time Meng Yang had exhausted all means, as well as all the materials he could use, to exert the prohibition to more than seven hundred Dao, the light emitted by the golden pillar had already become a pale color.

This is the most forbidden that Meng Yang has been able to exert so far to prevent the leakage of breath, because Meng Yang has been studying the prohibition of defense and attack before, and he doesn't care about the prohibition of covering the effect of the breath. Today, unlike the past, he also deliberately put a trace of his mind into the Fuzong Jade Slip to check the relevant information and forbidden methods.

Only then did the number of forbidden arrangements increase to more than seven hundred, and he was confident that as long as he didn't attract the attention of the thunder, even if he was standing in front of the other party, this thunder giant would not simply be able to sense the breath of the rising sun in his body.

Although if he did so, it would cause him to continuously consume a large amount of spiritual power.

But Meng Yang didn't care, as long as he could protect his life, everything was worth it.

When he withdrew from his mind and put away the alliance jade slip, the mood of Song Zi and the six people watching the play had long disappeared.

What he needs now is to be fast, the sooner the better, and the sooner he gets the treasure of the cave, the better.

But he was afraid that his fight with Song Zi would attract attention, so after thinking about it, he disappeared directly in place.

After half a ring, when Meng Yang appeared again, he sat cross-legged in a hollowed-out ancient tree, and arranged the last forbidden thing he could exert around the ancient tree again, and he immediately swallowed a spirit pill to recover his spiritual power.

After a while, it felt like the time was about the same, and he opened his eyes and swept his spiritual sense, seeping straight into the earth.

Next, begin to link to the spiritual consciousness that was previously left in front of the Ancient Prohibition.

The two touched, and suddenly an illusory figure condensed out again.

Looking at the ancient prohibition in front of him, Meng Yang didn't think much about it, and his fingers suddenly clicked.

A black lightning bolt slammed into the ancient prohibition with a momentum that broke through the sky, and I saw that the surface of the prohibition was spreading ripples like ripples of water, and when this ripple spread around the prohibition, a strong sense of obstruction also appeared.

Meng Yang glanced at it, and his hands pinched out countless magic seals at lightning speed.

With a muffled snort, the black lightning that was slightly curved like a crescent moon suddenly straightened. A sharp light appeared from the lightning striking the end of the prohibition, directly piercing the terrifying surface of the prohibition, and penetrating deep into it.

Meng Yang, whose spiritual sense was attached to the black lightning, immediately heard many roaring sounds.

Under this roaring sound, the regular light like the stars in the night sky flashed rapidly.

Every time it flickered, the location appeared elsewhere, causing these thousands, countless regular lights, to be difficult to find the key to breaking under the frenzied dodging and escaping.

However, Meng Yang's expression not only did not show the slightest panic, on the contrary, he was unusually calm.

To break the ancient prohibition, you have to go the other way, and since you can't find the key, you will become the key to him. Until this key of oneself is infinitely magnified, affecting the entire ancient prohibition operation mode and the power of the rules, at that time, it will only be a matter of time before the formation prohibition is broken.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Thunder Giant, which disrupted Meng Yang's train of thought, Meng Yang would have broken the ban in front of him a long time ago.

This time, the old trick was repeated, but the speed was much faster than the first time.

In this forbidden space, there are countless dense and endless cracks.

And these cracks, in front of monks who do not understand the prohibition, are naturally the key to breaking the prohibition, or the cracks left by the cracking and fragmentation of the prohibition. In fact, this rift is the huge assistant and rule that breaks the ancient prohibition.

Just like the meridians in the human body, as long as these meridians are controlled to the point that they can accept their own spiritual power, then the entire ancient prohibition can also be controlled.

Breaking Howl sounded softly, but the sucking force that overflowed from the black lightning began to change the way he thought it worked.

Although the process is a bit difficult, it will be easier and easier as long as you change the first one.

And his approach made all the lights floating in the prohibition angry, and they rushed towards him.

As it approached, these rays of light gathered together to form a giant sword glowing with monstrous black flames.

The moment this giant knife condensed, in the sound of a sonic boom, it cut through the void air and went straight to Meng Yang's door.

In the whirring wind, Meng Yang's mouth opened, and a huge whirlpool immediately formed in front of his mouth, and in the center of this whirlpool, there was a ball of soft energy gathering, and its speed was so fast that it condensed into a column of water that emitted the air of destruction in the blink of an eye.

Whew...

The water column passed through the whirlpool and immediately rushed towards the giant knife, when the two collided, the water column only lasted less than a breath, and then the giant knife split in two, if the giant knife slashed Meng Yang, who was condensed by spiritual consciousness, then he would also be severely damaged if he did not die.

This scene made Meng Yang's heart settle, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a sudden turn of his fingers, the water column that had been split in half by the giant knife suddenly squirmed, forming a bubble like a water balloon in an instant, enveloping the entire giant knife.

Seeing this, Meng Yang didn't have the slightest wave in his heart, and when the forbidden eye was opened, he immediately sealed the giant knife with the prohibition of the same attribute, and ignored no matter how the giant knife struggled, and put all his attention on how to control the power of the rules.

But Meng Yang didn't expect that the water column he spewed out could be changed, and the giant knife could also be changed.

A piercing cracking sound appeared from behind him, immediately causing Meng Yang to turn his head in shock.

In his sight, he saw that the sealed giant knife began to crack inch by inch as if he had learned Meng Yang's methods.

Dozens of cracks in a row, directly piercing the bubble that sealed him, and flew towards Meng Yang.

This scene made Meng Yang subconsciously prepare to pull out the embroidered spring knife, but at this juncture, the lobe suddenly changed, forming a dancing white rope, and when it was pulled to Meng Yang's neck by inertia, it immediately wrapped around a few times, strangled him and pulled it backwards.

Sitting cross-legged in the ancient tree, Meng Yang, who controlled his spiritual sense, his body immediately trembled, and two streams of steaming red blood rushed out of his mouth and nose.

The feeling of suffocation not only made Meng Yang's real body suffer unimaginable pain, but even the Yuan Shen who was sitting cross-legged in the dantian Daoji was also pulled and began to deform, like a tearing face.

Meng Yang never thought that when he broke it for the first time, he had already sealed the giant knife with the same method, and even at the same time as sealing the giant knife, he had already broken more than a dozen rules.

But when it was broken again, the giant knife seemed to have learned how Meng Yang could deal with him.

This caught Meng Yang off guard, and it was even more strange about the unpredictable changes of the ancient prohibition, and a deep sense of jealousy emerged.

The strength of Meng Yang's spiritual sense, under the inheritance of Xuyang, has reached the peak level of gathering martial arts.

If this is replaced by the existence of Gongwu, or even in the middle and late stages of Juwu, under the giant sword transformed into a rope, I am afraid that there will not even be a chance to resist, and the Yuan Shen will completely collapse.

It's slow, but all this happens in less than five breaths.

It can almost be described in the blink of an eye, and there is no room for Meng Yang to have any opportunity to think and think.

In this forbidden space, there is also a twisted rift that can crush everything.

And the eyes of the white rope wrapped around Meng Yang's neck turned out to be pulling Meng Yang's spiritual body and pulling it into it.

If Meng Yang's spiritual body was crushed, the danger would be no less than the danger of facing a peak martial arts cultivator to explode.

Sensing the distorted crack that was getting closer and closer, Meng Yang's face was as white as paper, and he ordered the black lightning to continue to control the power of the rules in the prohibition, while himself, in his gloomy gaze, gritted his teeth and slapped his palm directly on his head.

Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged in the ancient tree, spurted out a mouthful of blood under this self-harm.

Under the sluggish breath, the already pale face was no longer colorless at this moment.

At the same time, Meng Yang, who was in the body of spiritual sense, had a gloomy face, and shouted in a cold voice: "Disperse!"

The body of the spiritual consciousness entangled by the white rope devoured and split into dense golden points of light, like tadpoles, scattered in an instant, and the white rope did not stop at all.

And this scene is very similar to a fishing net that is catching a school of fish.

Meng Yang's scattered spiritual consciousness is extremely fast, and it is even faster to transform into the spirit of the Great Net Prohibition.

In a breath, he grabbed most of Meng Yang's spiritual sense, and this forbidden spirit was also extremely simple, after catching most of this spiritual sense, he didn't chase other scattered spiritual consciousness at all, and directly pulled the grabbed spiritual consciousness and ripped it into the twisted crack.

These uncondensed spiritual senses are like lonely ants, and they have no power to resist at all.

Seeing that Meng Yang, who was getting closer and closer to the aura of destruction, his scalp was numb, and an unprecedented horror appeared on his face.

With the last trace of connection to the spiritual sense, he could even feel the breath of death rushing across his face.

This breath was so strong that Meng Yang had the illusion of staring directly at the scorching sun.

The only difference was that the sun was warm, and the aura from the twisted cracks within the forbidden was extremely deep, as if it could pull everything in the world into a slumbering darkness.

At this moment, Meng Yang felt for the first time that death was so close to him.