A day later, Meng Lang's wear and tear and injuries were already healed, so he decided to say goodbye to the patriarch and return to the Meng clan.

"Patriarch, I want to return to the clan ......," Meng Lang said.

"Oh......" Feng Wu didn't expect Meng Lang to leave Dongwu City, you must know that in the Feng clan, the resources obtained by Meng Lang are very far from those in the Meng clan, even if he is the sect master of the Meng clan.

Meng Lang continued to plead: "Patriarch, when I left the clan, I agreed with the clan that March would last, and seeing that March is coming, since the matter has eased, then I should go back and take a look." ”

Feng Wu nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, let you meet the clansmen, or cultivate in my Feng clan with peace of mind from now on, you can go, but it's not ......."

"Patriarch, please say ......"

"Meng Lang, I promised to solve the danger of the clan for you, but I asked the lord for instructions, the lord's meaning, for the tribes in the territory, fighting each other, should not be deliberately prevented......"

"Which ......" Meng Lang became nervous.

From Feng Wu's words, the lord is not himself, there are other people, this is not surprising, the patriarch of the Feng clan does not necessarily have to be the lord of Dongwu City, even if the lord of Dongwu City is from the Feng clan. If the lord really disagreed, all Meng Lang's previous efforts would be in vain.

"Meng Lang, you don't have to worry, the lord also promised to give you a year for the Meng clan, in this year, I hope your Meng clan will find a way to deal with the crisis. ”

Meng Lang breathed a sigh of relief, the Dongguo clan at least has a Lingshuai Realm master, and it is not good to have a Lingzun Realm master, but over time, Meng Lang will defeat the Lingshuai Realm master, and it will be a backhand.

One year, enough!

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In the distant Dongguo clan, the patriarch's mansion.

Several warriors in red armor appeared in the hall.

"A few envoys, what is the matter with my Dongguo clan, does the lord have an order?" Dongguo lowered his eyes and said slightly nervously.

"Patriarch Dongguo," the red-armored warrior in the lead glanced at Dongguo Chang, "Dongguo Chang listens to orders!"

"Yes!" Chief Dong Guo and several elders of the Dong Guo clan behind him hurriedly leaned down and lowered their heads.

"If the Erbu wants to attack the Meng clan, the lord's mansion ordered that within a year, not a single hair of the Meng clan is allowed to be touched, and if those who do not obey the order, the lord's mansion will kill them without mercy......"

Dong Guo Chang took the order with an expressionless face.

After waiting for a few red armored warriors to leave, Dong Guo Chang said with a solemn face: "It turned out to be for a small Meng clan, the lord's mansion gave an order." ”

"Yes, Patriarch, are we still preparing for the attack?" asked Dongguo Yingmou.

"Since the Lord's Mansion has issued an order, then stop it temporarily, it's only a year's time, and after a year, the Meng clan will still be the meat on my chopping board, let me slaughter it......" Dong Guo's long eyes flashed, "You go and find out this matter, why does the Lord's Mansion come out for the little Meng clan?"

"Don't look it up, Patriarch, I know ......"

"Since you know, don't you say it quickly......" Dong Guo's eyes widened.

"It is said that it was that Meng Lang who found the lord in Dongwu City, and defeated the three spirit generals of the Feng clan one after another, and the order issued by the lord ......"

"What, it's Meng Lang again......" Dong Guo Chang was secretly frightened, "This son can not only kill the enemy beyond the level, but the people of the Feng clan in the lord's mansion have also been defeated, and this son can't stay ......"

That is, there must be a big distance between the spirit generals of the Dong Guo clan and the spirit generals of the Feng clan.

"However, the Lord's Mansion ordered that the Meng clan could not be attacked......"

"Stupid, the order of the Lord's Mansion is not to attack the Meng clan and occupy the territory of the Meng clan, but if we kill several of his clansmen with great potential, especially Meng Lang, if we kill Meng Lang, wouldn't it be equivalent to a year later, we ......"

"The patriarch is wise and far-sighted......"

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In the northern part of the Western Forest, a pair of small detachments of several dozen people advanced in it. One of them, a thin young man, was at the very edge of the squad, on alert.

"Will that Meng Lang of the Meng clan really pass through here and return to the Meng tribe?"

"Little third son, muttering again, be careful that the boss pulls out your skin......" Another young man suddenly appeared next to the thin young man.

"Fenggu, you're looking for death, scare me ......"

"What are you howling, the sullenness in the boss's heart, if you don't kill Meng Lang, you will definitely not stop, you should be on guard, it is best to find Meng Lang's traces......"

"Fenggu, with the strength of the boss, it is easy to kill Meng Lang, and it is not too much for us to wait hard...... "Xiao Sanzi said.

"You stinky boy...... Meng Lang was able to kill the boss's younger brother, the eldest brother was a master in the late stage of the Lingjiang Mirror and could compete with the Lingshuai realm, and he was also killed by Meng Lang, the boss did this, naturally he had a reason......" Feng Gu said coldly, "You are keeping an eye here, I'll take a look everywhere......"

“......”

This is a well-disciplined squad, setting up a large battle formation in the Western Turkic Forest, waiting for Meng Lang to throw himself into the net.

At this time, in the center of this large array, a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a red robe, with a phoenix embroidered on the front of the red robe, and this person's eyebrows were also red, looking like a burning man.

He stood there like a pot of coals, nay, a sea of fire, causing the trees around him to wither slowly.

He is the brother of Wind and Thunder, the god of phoenix fire.

In order to avenge his younger brother, he led his subordinates to the Western Turkic Forest to wait, just to kill Meng Lang again without anyone noticing.

"The boss is also too cautious, if I have his strength, I can directly kill Meng Lang, and our little brothers will only cheer on the side......"

The little third son was holding a green branch in his mouth, and he didn't take Fenggu's advice to heart.

Sou!

Phantom, extremely fast phantom.

Before the little third son could spit out the small branch in his mouth, he was grabbed by the throat.

"Say, who are you, who are you who have laid a net here, and are you going to exterminate all those who enter the Western Forest?"

"You ......" Xiao Sanzi saw the person clearly, "You are Meng Lang...... Meng Lang......"

"Say ......"

"Hahaha...... Ha ha...... We're not for anyone, it's for you, Meng Lang,......"

Xiao Sanzi smiled strangely as he spoke, and lit a piece of red cloth on his body, and immediately, Meng Lang noticed the changes around him.

"Looking for death...... Click...... Meng Lang twisted the little third son's head off, and looked into the distance with a gloomy face.

Whizzing......

More than a dozen figures flashed, and as soon as ten of them appeared, they pounced on Meng Lang.

One by one, the spirit weapons of the third and fourth grades turned into streamers, like the sickle of death, to harvest Meng Lang's life.

"Seventeen immortal masters above the spirit general, among them, there are two spirit commanders, and they really look up to me......

In an instant, Meng Lang's body moved, and the phantom fan unfolded, breaking away from the attack of the dozen or so people.

Just as those men were about to attack a second time, a voice shouted, "Stop!"

With that voice, a fiery red figure flashed, Phoenix Fire God.

"It's really good, the wind and thunder can die in your hands, that's because his kid can't do anything, just with your unpredictable footwork, he will be invincible......"

"It turns out that you are here to avenge Wind Thunder...... Meng Lang is not surprised, killing a Feng clan disciple like Wind Thunder, and no one avenges him, that is strange.

"But, boy, you don't take advantage of the fact that the net of heaven and earth has not completely enveloped you, with your body, there is still a glimmer of hope for escape, but you don't ......" Feng Huoshen said strangely.

The position occupied by eighteen people completely enveloped Meng Lang.

On top of that, these people all have a strange spiritual weapon in their hands, like a fishing net.

"Covering the Fish Array!"

Eighteen people waved their wrists, and the fishing net spirit weapon in their hands shot into the soil, and immediately, bursts of gray mist flew out, completely enveloping the area within a radius of thousands of zhang, turning into a forbidden area.

Suddenly, Meng Lang felt that his hands and feet were a little heavy, as if he was being restrained.

"It's a big array of fish, it's really ......"

"Haha......"

"Kill ......"

"Kill him, and the boss will have a chance to pursue Feng Xian'er...... Only a person like the boss can be worthy of Feng Xian'er......"

"Kill, give the boss a trouble......"

A big hand with a foot length plunged into Meng Lang, wanting to smash him.

A sharp long sword also looked extremely cold in the mist, like a series of ghosts on it, which made people tremble and be frightened.

There are twelve attacks.

Eighteen people, twelve people attacked, and six people watched quietly, in their opinion, Meng Lang was a fish in a net, a turtle in the middle.

Immediately, Meng Lang felt like he was in danger of being destroyed at any time in a turbulent sea, even if his phantom steps were incomprehensible, but under this indiscriminate saturation attack, no matter how good his body was, it would be difficult to hold on for long.

"Boss, look at that kid getting more and more struggling, constantly waving his fists...... It's totally urgent......"

"yes, boss, this kid is dead......"

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Outside the large array set up by the Phoenix Fire God, there stood a man and a woman, the female was extremely beautiful, and the male was extremely cold.

However, the cold man always took half a step behind the beautiful woman, and did not dare to go ahead.

"Cold hatred, I didn't expect Feng Huoshen's means to be good, and he actually laid out a large array of covered fish, or a double layer, it's really bloody......" Feng Xian'er smiled like a flower.

"Girl, this also keeps us out and can't help them......"

"Giggles, that kid from the Phoenix Fire God, I know...... If you dare to use such a means, it is a ...... of nine out of ten."

In Feng Xian'er's eyes, Meng Lang was like a dead fish, and it was impossible to escape.

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