This is like a knife scraping the eye, so that Meng Yang has no secrets to speak of.

The inside and outside are seen thoroughly.

His face was gloomy as blood, as he returned to the huge platform of the Hall of Elders of the Corpse Gate.

The flickering gaze did not dare to look at it, and his face was dead and his head was bowed.

He knew that his identity had been exposed in front of this true martial demon barbarian.

"All disciples, now go to the Mission Pavilion to report. ”

"The treasures obtained in the tomb can be exchanged for the contribution in the door at will. ”

"Whether to exchange or stay, decide for yourself, disperse..."

The white-bearded demonic old man said that, and everyone looked respectful, immediately bowed, and dispersed one after another.

Meng Yang was the only one standing in place, not leaving, and not daring to leave.

Meng Yang was sure that if he made any changes now, it would be followed by an overwhelming killing intent.

"You're not a disciple of my sect..."

Meng Yang's last trace of luck was also immediately exposed under the blunt words of the white-bearded old man.

Meng Yang, who smiled bitterly, sensed the terrifying coercion on the other party's body that was enough to crush his bones, and nodded.

Seeing that Meng Yang didn't have any rebuttal and directly admitted his identity, the white-bearded old man's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but approve: "To be honest, for killing you, it is only in the old man's thoughts, but the old man loves not to destroy a good seedling with his own hands." If you join the Corpse Gate now, the old man doesn't care where you come from, whether you killed Qiu Yun with your own hands or not, I won't pursue it..."

Meng Yang, who bowed his head, looked confused, and his stagnant heart was beating wildly at this moment.

The old man saw through not his identity as a human being, but his body that was disguised as Qiu Yun.

Meng Yang suppressed the apprehension that almost made him unable to breathe, took a deep breath, looked up at the old man's old face, and said with a salute: "Junior Meng Yang, he did kill Qiu Yun, but it was also a last resort, the kindness of the seniors was understood, but it was difficult to obey..."

"Do you want to die?" the white-bearded old man raised his eyebrows and asked with a cold snort.

Meng Yang gritted his teeth, his eyes showed sadness, and he said bluntly: "The junior has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and he has to take revenge, in order to make up for his mistakes, the junior is willing to stay in the three gates for a long time, and help the corpse gate clean up the dead qi in the corpse refining tower, so as to repay the seniors for their grace of not killing." ”

"If the younger generation is fortunate enough to avenge the blood revenge, he will definitely come to the Corpse Gate Sect City!"

Meng Yang didn't think about it, and immediately said the only way to survive.

The rich death qi in his body can't be seen through by others, and he can't prove that the true martial arts realm demon in front of him can't see through it.

Although Rao Tianhuang said that he could shield the spiritual sense detection of the demons of the True Martial Realm, the demons of the True Martial Realm also had special existences.

is like Fu Tianzhuo, who has a mine at home, Bai Ziyu, a scholar with different pupils, and Hou Yunuo, a Linglu flower umbrella with a special physique.

It is better to conceal it than to say it directly to appear sincere, he is gambling, betting that he will use teleportation to escape at the moment before the old man makes a move.

Because he has a lot of spiritual knowledge and wealth, he is not afraid of consumption, even if the other party is a true martial realm.

Moreover, as a person who can devour dead qi, he is simply the best person to clean up the dead qi in the corpse refining tower of the corpse gate.

Although the white-bearded old man hid it very deeply, saying that he loved it, how could Meng Yang not know that he could live until now because he was able to devour death qi, and even Meng Yang boldly guessed that when he killed Qiu Yun, he might know that the corpse gate would climax.

If he hadn't shown the ability to devour death qi, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

How could he be so unscrupulous and live so long in the corpse gate where the true martial demons were in charge? .

Although Meng Yang's performance was still calm, he was extremely nervous in his heart.

Especially in the face of the scorching gaze of the true martial demon barbarian old man, his breathing couldn't stop being heavy.

He was afraid that what he was most afraid of now was not that he would be killed by the white-bearded old man, but that the white-bearded old man would leave him in the corpse gate for the rest of his life.

Looking at the silent and indifferent face of the white-bearded old man, Meng Yang was really tormented in his heart.

Just when he almost couldn't withstand the huge pressure on his body, his body suddenly lightened.

Then, the voice of the old man of the demon man sounded in his ears, as if he was smiling but not laughing.

"That's it, I'll hand over the dead qi in the corpse refining tower to you, but you can't move the corpse spirit. If you finish absorbing and you leave on your own, the old man will never stop you, you just need to remember that after the revenge is avenged, the door of the corpse door will open for you at any time..."

As soon as the white-bearded old man's voice fell, he glanced at Meng Yang deeply, and disappeared in an instant.

Meng Yang, whose eyes were complicated, sensed the terrifying aura that had faintly disappeared around him, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

With the promise of the white-bearded old man, Meng Yang's only worry disappeared completely.

He didn't have a good impression of the corpse, but because of the white-bearded old man, he was different.

As if he had a feeling, he suddenly felt that this white-bearded demon was more than a hundred times stronger than the Red Sect cult cultivator.

What Meng Yang didn't expect was that this white-bearded demon barbarian actually knew that he had secretly devoured the corpse.

It is no wonder that so many disciples reported this matter to the Hall of Elders at the beginning, and the reply they received was to solve it on their own.

I'm afraid that at that time, the identity has already been revealed.

Meng Yang sighed with a tangled expression, shook his head suddenly, and said, "Although the survival stance is different, I Meng Yang has written down this matter." ”

"If he one day, if my Terran monk breaks through the six cities of the underworld realm, I, Meng Yang, will definitely save your life. ”

......

Meng Yang, who was meditating, opened his eyes when night came.

Unlike sneaking around before, Meng Yang has no worries at this moment.

Summoned the embroidered spring knife, like a fall from the sky, and flew straight to the outside of the giant cave towards the corpse refining tower.

During the day, the demons of Corpse Gate City wanted to cultivate, and Meng Yang was naturally not easy to disturb.

But at night, for some reason, Meng Yang found that it was different from before.

It seemed that the night had not yet come, and the disciples in the corpse refining tower had left early, as if they were waiting for Meng Yang.

After all these times, Meng Yang also learned that the corpse gate was in charge of cleaning the battlefield logistics city in the underworld realm.

It belongs to the same logistics city as the Corpse Gate City, and there is also a city called Yanghong City, which is specifically responsible for refining weapons and weapons.

Without any delay, Meng Yang landed under the first corpse refining tower, and began to enter all the corpse refining pits from the first order to the hundred steps, and when he encountered a forbidden stone gate, Meng Yang could solve it, and if he couldn't solve it, he sat cross-legged in place and continued to evolve in his mind.

The stone gate of the palace martial period, which he didn't dare to step on before, Meng Yang also swaggered in.

For the corpse spirit inside, although Meng Yang regretted it, he didn't pay attention to it, and continued to devour the dead qi that permeated the corpse refining pit.

For two months, when Meng Yang devoured all the dead qi in the nine corpse refining towers of the corpse gate, Sangong was finally completed.

The Death Qi Xuandan in the Spirit Sea was even more stripped out of the dantian full of spiritual power, and spun behind the golden primordial infant.

[Nine Xuan Gong Method]: The full name is Jiu Xuan Zhenzun Three Divine Heavenly Techniques.

Evaluation: Shaking the world. Second Xuandan: None.

Glancing at the current information in the pupil of his right eye, Meng Yang did not hesitate and walked out of the corpse refining pit.

As soon as I went out, I found a jade plaque engraved with the three characters of the corpse door at the door of the giant cave.

Looking at this jade plaque, Meng Yang's eyes flashed, and he raised his head slightly, looking in the direction of the Shimen Hall of Elders.

From Qiu Yun's memory, I learned that this jade plate was not the identity jade plate of an ordinary disciple.

Instead, he made friends with the corpse gate and made contributions to the stone gate, so he could get the jade card of the identity of the guest secretary.

Thinking of the old man of the white bearded demon that the corpse gate would open the door for him at all times, Meng Yang couldn't help but smile weirdly.

If the other party knew that he was a human monk, I am afraid that he would vomit blood and die.

Putting the Keqing jade card in his hand in the storage bag, Meng Yang finally stepped out of the door of the corpse.

Walk into the old burial ground, in the boundless darkness.

"Why did Elder Su let him go, wouldn't it be better for us to leave behind?"

Not long after Meng Yang left, two people stood on top of a huge sculpture built against a mountain and erected on a broken rock.

A demon with a pale face and a beard, and a middle-aged demon with a respectful face and arms full of hideous barbarism.

The two demon barbarians had different expressions, but their eyes looked at one place, the place where Meng Yang had left.

"If you stay for a while, you can't stay for a lifetime, raising a tiger is a problem, it's better to let the tiger go back to the mountain......"

The white-bearded old man's voice fell, and he withdrew his gaze with deep meaning.

His gaze slightly turned to the thoughtful old man beside him, and said with a smile: "The corpse door will be handed over to you sooner or later, and you must have a view of the overall situation in the future." Remember, standing high may not be far, and the frog in the well may not know the sky. Only fools, still in dreams..."

After leaving the corpse gate, Meng Yang, who was afraid of nervousness, found that the people from the corpse gate did not chase after him, and finally let go of the breath that he had been holding in his heart. After turning around and taking a heavy look at the corpse gate, according to Qiu Yun's memory, he flew towards one of the highest mountains in the underworld realm.

The reason why the underworld is called the underworld is because the geographical location of the underworld is higher than the other realms of the ancient burial land.

Throughout the year, with the longest cold current, the continuous mountains are covered with ice and snow that cannot be melted for thousands of years.

After all, it is a miracle that plants can grow in the ancient burial soil without the sun, and the temperature is very low.

As for the underworld border, it is even more inaccessible, and even spirit beasts are difficult to survive, and the temperature is extremely low.

On the Demon Beast map, these icebergs occupy at least a quarter of the position.

It is precisely because of this that Meng Yang can't wait to leave the Corpse Gate Sect City after the completion of the Nine Xuangong Method.

Because here, there is him who cultivates the Nine Xuanzhen Venerable Three Divine Heavenly Techniques, the best snow-capped mountain in the second Xuantian, Beike Mountain.

Compared with the dead air, the most ancient burial place is the cold air that pierces people's bones and blows people's cold.

Only this kind of place, which has been shrouded in snow and wind for many years, can meet Meng Yang's needs.

If you don't use cold qi to cultivate, Meng Yang really doesn't know what to choose for the second Xuan Qi of the Nine Xuan.

After several days of flying, Mengyang is getting closer to Beike Mountain, and at the same time, the temperature around it is dropping sharply.

Everything is a scene wrapped in silver, and the deeper you fly, the more cold it becomes.

Even in the end, Meng Yang's hair, eyelashes, sweat hair, and clothes all appeared in layers of frost.

The cold wind blowing in the face made the cheeks of the cut person hurt, and the clothes on his body also became hard under the baptism of the cold wind.

It wasn't until the end that even Meng Yang felt that his heart seemed to be under this cold wind, beating slowly, and when his blood was about to coagulate, he stopped and controlled the flying sword to fall at the foot of the overflowing snowy slope.

He frowned and glanced at it, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction under the burning look in his eyes.

"If you want to step on the top of the snowy mountain to cultivate, I'm afraid you have to break through the palace martial arts. ”

"It's already the limit of being able to get close to the foot of the mountain with the Primal Martial Realm, and since that's the case, it's time to break through. ”