"What is he going to do?"

All the disciples had this question ringing in their hearts at the same time.

But when their doubts just rose, Meng Yang responded to them violently in the most primitive, strongest and direct way.

The huge fist that was lifted up by the martial soul and was as huge as a mountain smashed directly on the Red Sect's mountain protection array with a roar.

The raging hurricane waves, like waves in the sea, spread madly from the fist and the mountain protection battle, and spread to all directions.

The deafening explosion echoed in the big array, causing dozens of lowly Red Sect disciples to fall to the ground and die on the spot.

"In the break..."

Looking condescendingly at the Red Sect disciple who was gasping for air, Meng Yang raised his fist again.

The ten-meter-tall humanoid martial soul behind him slammed into the Red Sect's mountain protection array with Meng Yang's movements

But I saw a crack visible to the naked eye, with a clicking sound in the roar and spread, spreading in everyone's eyes.

Zhong Hao's eyes immediately showed horror, and he no longer had the strength he had before, and shouted, "You dare..."

"Yes, I dare!"

"Give me a break..."

Another punch, hitting the mountain protection array above the Red Sect.

Immediately, the two elders who were sitting cross-legged in the eyes of the big array turned pale, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground to die.

"In the break..."

With another punch, the elders of the Red Sect fell four again.

The rift on the mountain protection array has spread halfway.

And those who fled, standing in the distance and looking at the ten-meter huge figure, constantly hammering the Red Sect Mountain Protection Array, swallowed a mouthful of saliva one after another, glad that they escaped quickly.

Within a radius of one mile, everyone could feel the tremor coming from under their feet.

Except for the center, the other three peaks of the Red Sect all collapsed in the earthquake.

The mountains hundreds of meters high were even more cracked because of Meng Yang's successive attacks.

"It's not broken! ”

"Boom ......"

The thunderous roar once again reverberated over the Red Sect.

Countless monks who were attracted by the roar all stood in place in shock.

The Red Sect in his hand chased and killed, and when he looked at Meng Yang's huge body behind him, which seemed to be irresistible, he crushed it all, and secretly swore in his heart that such a terrifying person would not provoke anything in the future.

The word Yama is like having the magic power of sucking strength, making them breathe quickly and weak.

"Poof..."

"Sect Master, I'm waiting, I can't hold on..."

"Not good..."

Under the trembling voice, several elders watched Meng Yang's fist raise again.

They all screamed in fright, and when they looked at Meng Yang, their eyes had completely changed.

The eyes are filled, the face is pale, the corners of the mouth are bleeding, and the pupils are constricted from time to time.

A pair of eyes are full of bloodshot fear.

And Zhong Hao, his face was furious, his blood was surging, and his teeth squeaked.

But in the face of the extremely powerful Meng Yang, let alone others, even he had a feeling of insignificance.

It was as if he was not facing a man, but an angry god.

Looking at the punch and punch of the Martial Soul Black Shadow, the rhythmic attack was simply a kind of torture for all the disciples in the Red Sect who regretted that they didn't have time to escape. This kind of torture is like watching your life go away little by little, powerless and afraid.

"Tell me to stop?

"I'm telling you, it's up to you to hunt me down. ”

"But, when to end this battle, it's me, it's me who has the final say!"

"Break, break, break..."

With a bang, the Red Sect Mountain Protection Array suddenly shattered in the fists that fell like raindrops of Meng Yang and the martial spirit.

Xiao Chuan and Zhong Hao spit out two mouthfuls of blood on the spot, their expressions were shocked, and they screamed and roared: "Red Sect, my Red Sect, ahhh

"Die,..."

"No ......"

Zhong Hao's eyes showed despair, looking at the thunder spiritual power giant hammer that continued to fall like thunder from the sky, his cold hair stood on end, and he let out a miserable roar.

As soon as his voice fell, a thunderous giant hammer smashed the eyes not far away into a blood mist on the spot.

"Boom..."

The earth-shattering explosion that echoed in the sky shook the entire space above the Red Sect into huge ripples.

The thunder that fell like rain smashed the attic of the palace with a variety of faces in the Red Sect.

The rising wind and waves, like a fiery dragon, swept away countless screaming Red Sect disciples.

Some were blown up into a mist of blood before they could even scream.

Before the blood could splash around, it was instantly evaporated into a red mist by the terrifying heat, and then disappeared.

Dong Wanghai, whose expressions were twisted together, summoned all the magic weapons that could be defended in the storage ring at the moment when the mountain protection array was shattered, and even the defensive weapons of the best iron cutting rank were not spared.

More than a dozen ways to shine all kinds of light shine on him, shining him in all colors and as brilliant as the sun.

But the thunder hammer that fell one after another, he didn't even have room to resist, he vomited blood in his mouth, and as the defensive magic weapons were shattered one after another, he was finally swept away by the terrifying waves of qi that were spreading, and crashed into a huge attic.

With just a wail, there was another even thicker thunder hammer, and there was no scum left.

Zhong Hao is very strong, as the sect leader of the Red Sect, he is one of the best masters in the entire Eastern Wilderness Palace Martial Realm.

But such a master is also vulnerable in front of the six-turn one-yuan Xuanding martial spirit.

The huge tiger phase condensed behind him, and after only a few breaths, it shattered into light spots and scattered all around.

The majestic spiritual power emanating from his body not only did not bring him dependence, but also pushed him to the point of no return.

Others are one or two thunder hammers, but he is more than a dozen or twenty.

Not to mention resisting, just looking at the thunderous clouds condensed in the sky overhead, it makes people's scalps tingle and hopeless.

"Rao Tianhuang will give me all the power of spiritual thoughts!"

Meng Yang, who was standing in mid-air, had a cold look in his eyes, and the flames were raging.

Under the wild roar, he pointed at Zhong Hao, who was still struggling desperately.

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder in the sky, which shook the earth.

The earth suddenly seemed to be unable to withstand the coming heavenly might, and countless cracks spread from the Red Sect's blood peak.

Zhong Hao raised his head suddenly, and his heart trembled violently.

As far as the eye can see, all that is the thunderbolt flashing, like a thunderbolt swimming away.

All the monks gathered dozens of miles away from the Red Sect were stunned as the huge thunderbolt smashed towards the Blood Peak.

The intense, dazzling light flickered.

The deafening roar and the terrifying shock wave that rushed in all directions immediately spread throughout the Eight Desolations.

The mountain blood peak, which had stood for hundreds of years in the Eastern Wilderness, completely collapsed.

The leader of the Red Sect, Zhong Hao, who made countless people respect and fear, was killed on the spot.

From the beginning of Meng Yang stepping onto the Blood Peak and challenging the entire Red Sect by himself, until now, only half a pillar of incense has passed.

And this half-pillar of incense time has made countless major sect forces in the Eastern Wilderness not stop for a moment, and they can't stop beating wildly.

The terrifying battles and the thunderous dragon that roamed beside the tall hundred-meter giant made the onlookers feel like they were in a dream, a terrible dream.

Countless jingling sounds kept ringing from Meng Yang's mind, making Meng Yang finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at the dust scattered in the sky and the bloody atmosphere around him, Meng Yang waved his hand and drank on the spot: "Swallow it for me!"

A stream of blood light as red as a spring immediately erupted from the blood beads.

When the blood light flew to a height of five hundred meters, it immediately spread, and from a distance, it was like an open umbrella, enveloping the entire Red Sect. Immediately after, countless drops of blood roared into the air, merging into the blood moon above Meng Yang's head.

Blowing around one by one, the heart-pounding breath shocked countless distant eyes with the strength of the blood moon.

In just a dozen breaths, Meng Yang's second piece, the Taixu Blood Pill, was successfully condensed.

The Red Sect's Hundred Ghost Hunting and Killing Order is also completely over at this moment...

Everyone who was hunted down by the Red Sect seemed to find that Meng Yang's appearance in Xinyu had disappeared at this moment.

But when they looked up at the young man in front of the figure of the giant who seemed to be able to hold up the sky, it seemed that the mark and appearance of the strong man were completely and forever imprinted in their hearts.

And that kind of owner is...

Meng Yang!

The monks who were standing in the distance and watching thought that the dust had settled, when suddenly, a ghostly light fell from the sky and smashed on the already desolate blood peak. When the dust was scattered, Meng Yang had already escaped into it, scattering the ten-meter-tall martial soul giant behind him.

Radiating spiritual consciousness and sweeping towards everyone in the dust, their faces suddenly changed drastically, and their eyes showed extreme horror.

"It's good to run fast, but destroy my left arm, this hatred I Wu Sunman remember, sooner or later, one day, we will see each other again..."

An unkempt and grim-faced young monk looked at the sculpture of Meng Yang, clutched his severed left arm tightly, and said Sen Ran.

Meng Yang showed such toughness that even Wu Sunman, who was scheming and ran into the Red Sect's Mountain Protection Array at the beginning, was not spared.

At the critical moment, he had to give up his arm, perform secret arts, and escape from the range, otherwise he would also become a dead soul.

Seeing Meng Yang disappear at this moment, he could no longer hold back the monstrous anger in his heart and roared.

However, when he finished roaring, a sudden chill appeared on him, causing his face to tremble and his scalp to froze.

Just as he was about to turn back, Meng Yang, who was holding the Revenant Soul Pan in his hand, shot out five fingers and clasped on his head like a Death God Yama wielding a scythe.

"In my revenant soul, there is just a lack of a thousand soul leaders, since you hate me so much, then let you be it. ”

After saying that, Meng Yang's face froze, and he silently recited a spell, and the hand that was clasped on Wu Sunman's scalp suddenly mentioned.

But I saw a white and transparent humanoid soul with a frightened face being caught by Meng Yang.

"No, no, no, I don't want to be a revenant, I..."

"You can't help this..."

Meng Yang's eyes flashed, and the flag in his hand immediately waved.

A dark light curtain void opened, swallowing Wu Sunman's soul at the beginning.

In this battle, the Red Sect was destroyed, and Meng Yang set up a fierce and powerful world, and the disciples who survived, those who fled, fled and left, incognito, away from the Eastern Wilderness. And those monks who had seen Meng Yang's horror, even before they died, they couldn't help but have cold hands and feet when they thought about it.

The huge sculpture smashed on the blood peak made the disciples of the new generation of the Eastern Wilderness regard them as legends and get along with each other.

And after Meng Yang left from the Eastern Wilderness, he hid his breath, took off his blood-stained black shirt, and transformed into a kind young man. People coming and going on the street couldn't help but look sideways at this handsome young man.

Even some little girls were infected by Meng Yangyang's sunny temperament and looked shy.

I didn't believe that Meng Yang, one of the six evil sects of the Eastern Wilderness, the Red Sect, was destroyed.

It turned out to be such a harmless young man.

"Still looking at Na?" a woman over forty years old who exuded a mature charm all over her body, with the look of a passerby, looked behind her with a smile, looking at Meng Yang's back from afar, a pretty niece about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The girl was startled, her face was pink, she turned her head shyly, and gave the woman a white look.

"It's not that I said, you look at that son's dress, he doesn't look like an ordinary person, we can't afford to climb high, and when we see Liu Yuanjiang, we can't play with a child's temper, I think Liu Yuanjiang is also very good, honest and diligent, and can endure hardships..."

Listening to the chatter of the woman behind her, the girl puffed out her mouth.

Not to be outdone, he replied: "Auntie, you weren't the same as me when you were young, and now you always talk about me..."

"Are you looking for a fight?" the woman raised her hand as she pretended to be angry.

The girl dodged, sticking out her tongue and grimacing, and the woman was fighting with each other and gradually disappearing into the crowd.