Whew! Meng Lang felt like a gust of wind, piercing through many planes.

Boom! When his feet fell to the ground, Meng Lang had time to open his eyes, in fact, the time was extremely short, and when Meng Lang's eyes opened and closed, he left the underworld.

"Nishiyamari!"

In the West Mountain, Meng Lang is familiar with it, this is the place where the children of the Meng clan often test, and the highest strength of the demon beasts here is only the Spirit Master Realm, and there are no demon beasts beyond the Spirit Master Realm.

"Very good, the unicorn saint is really understanding, and sent me to the West Mountain, which is only a hundred miles away from home, instead of the place where I disappeared, the ancient mausoleum. ”

Now, Meng Lang is getting more and more accustomed to the memories of his life, perhaps, he was originally injured because of the attack of the Spirit Master Realm Bear, which caused him to hallucinate, thinking that he might have a past life and this life.

In the West Mountain, Meng Lang was more familiar, found a mountain cliff, and stood under the ancient pine on the cliff, Meng Lang pulled out the black actinide heavy sword, and a spiritual power rolled into the black actinide heavy sword.

"It's true, there is no slightest reaction, you can't urge!" Meng Lang regretfully put the black actinide heavy sword back into the storage ring, originally he was going to use the black actinide heavy sword to practice the spiritual skill, the black actinide spiritual skill.

Slightly hesitating, Meng Lang flipped his wrist, and a long sword appeared in his hand, this long sword was taken by Meng Lang in the passage, and there were sixteen or seven long swords.

They are all upper-rank spiritual weapons.

"Hundred Swords Pose!"

Meng Lang waved the long sword in his hand, but found that according to the 'Hundred Swords Style', the power of the long sword was too small, so that it was not as powerful as the one he waved casually.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Swinging the sword again and again, at least dozens of consecutive swings, and the posture and routine of swinging the sword were definitely in accordance with the Black Actinide Spirit Technique, however, it never reached the power that Meng Lang wanted.

Half an hour later, Meng Lang was still practicing unremittingly.

"Poof!" the sword came out of his hand, digging deep into the thick earth.

"Practicing like this, it only adds a trace of power, I don't think there is a black actinide heavy sword, this black actinide spirit skill is definitely difficult to practice," Meng Lang picked a small grass casually and held it in his mouth, "Do I just give up like this, and wait until the spirit general realm to practice?"

The black actinide spirit technique of the black actinide heavy sword was originally only cultivated by the immortal spirit master of the spirit general realm, and only the immortal spirit master at that time had enough spiritual power to infuse it into the black actinide heavy sword and wield it.

"No, I can't watch the spiritual skills, and I can't cultivate, besides, the stick techniques I learned from the sect are really unsatisfactory, very reluctantly, not to mention killing the enemy beyond the level, even between the same level, I have to go all out. ”

Meng Lang rolled his eyes, spit out the grass in his mouth, snorted coldly, flipped his wrist, and pulled out more than a dozen other long swords from the storage ring.

"Hundred swords style, look at the explanation in the black actinide spirit technique, that is, to turn the black actinide heavy sword into a hundred long swords, and evolve a sword style, which is also a sword formation, hum, the black actinide heavy sword can't be used, and it can't be used alone, so I'll try to swing a dozen long swords together, according to the way of the hundred sword style, can it succeed?"

Meng Lang thought of it, more than a dozen long swords were suspended in the air under the control of his spiritual power, it stands to reason that with Meng Lang's divine soul, the spiritual soul in the middle stage of the spiritual warrior, it is very weak, generally speaking, it can control a few long swords, even if it is good, if you want to control more than a dozen long swords at the same time, with Meng Lang's previous divine soul, it is only possible to reach it when you wait until the spirit master realm.

However, since Meng Lang was forbidden to withstand the three attacks of the unicorn land, the divine soul was destroyed, and the original spirit body was born, the reappeared divine soul far beyond the divine soul of ordinary spiritual warriors.

Extremely strong.

"Up!"

Seventeen or eight upper-rank long swords suddenly flew up, moving in a hundred-sword-like trajectory.

"Boom!" a long sword had just run in the trajectory of a hundred swords, and it fell to the ground with a snap.

"The power of the divine soul is not enough, and the spiritual power is not enough to maintain these many long swords, and there are five swords in the hundred sword style as a base number, so I will start practicing with five long swords first!"

Meng Lang took the remaining dozen or so long swords back into the storage ring, leaving five long swords of similar grades and styles, his eyes moved slightly, his spiritual power surged, and the five long swords rose one after another, starting to run according to the trajectory of a hundred swords.

Gradually, Meng Langdi's five long swords ran regularly, and from a distance, they looked like five dragons, constantly flying, cooperating with each other, and bursts of sword qi made Gu Song's pine needles continue to fall.

It didn't take long for many irregular pine needles to accumulate under the ancient pine.

"Hahaha, although I don't have a black actinide heavy sword, I can be considered to have a slight success in the hundred sword style, and the cooperation of the five long swords has far surpassed my family's stick method, hum, when I meet those guys who rely on their own strength, hum ......"

Just when Meng Lang was proud, there was a scolding sound from under the cliff.

"Despicable slave, you dare to sneak attack me!"

"Hahaha, lowly, who doesn't know it, you are our mastermother, but you don't care about me waiting for life or death, one of Sister Chunhua's arms was broken in the ancient mausoleum, even so, you are only a little kind, and you are no longer waiting for your waste-like son. ”

"Xia Hua, you treat her as so kind, she is just desperate, for ten days, there has been no news for ten days, she is dead on her own, and it is not for me to wait!"

"Mistress, I see today...... Today is the day of your death, and it is also the day to go to hell to accompany your waste-like son, Xia Hua, Qiu Hua, don't be afraid, this adulterous woman has been broken by the bones, and it is impossible to support it for long, if the three of us can kill her, it will be a big vote!" Chunhua pressed the broken arm, and said in a fierce voice.

"Bone crisp!"

The young woman's face was discolored, and her cheeks, which had already lost a little blood, were even more unbearable.

She knows that the power of the bone crisp scatter is that if the spirit general is hit by the bone crisp scatter, he will also lose his spiritual power in the time of half a pillar of incense, and her energy will be lost, not to mention that she is just a spiritual master.

At this time, the young woman's dress was torn, and there were still a few blood grooves on her arms, which was supposed to be the end of the crossbow.

"Brute,, suffer death!" the young woman rose up, and the long sword in her hand stabbed at Xia Hua with a terrible whistling, "Snort!"

After all, Xia Hua was in the early stage of the spirit warrior, and she couldn't dodge, and a sword pierced her arm, and blood flowed out, however, after that sword, the young woman's body staggered, and there was a tendency to fall down at any time.

Xia Hua was shocked and angry, originally she was extremely well defended, but as soon as her divine sense was slightly negligent, she was stabbed by the young woman.

"Don't be afraid, she's already depleted, and if we hold on for a little longer, we can kill her, and we can get out of the lowly status from now on. ”

A slave, once he becomes a slave, even if the master dies, if there is no special reason, he is still a slave.

Once you become a slave, you will be a lowly person forever.

Therefore, many slaves gave their lives to get out of their lowly status.

"Yes, in order to become normal people, we fought hard!" Akika continued.

"Kill!"

The three maids, lowly characters, hunted their own mistress in the dim western mountains, in exchange for their chance to get out of the lowly status, think about it, there must be big people behind them to support, otherwise, even if they kill the mistress and no one exonerates them, they will still be sold like cattle and continue to be slaves and servants.

Two long swords, one spear, and the power contained in each spiritual weapon are enough to tear apart an ancient tree, not to mention a young woman who has run out of oil and lamps.

A tear came from the corner of the young woman's eye, and the corners of her mouth trembled.

"Lang'er, husband, our family is finally going to be reunited...... Reunion ......" The young woman simply closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Three gold and iron names.

Xia Hua was so frightened that she exclaimed, the long sword in her hand was knocked to a few feet away, and a stream of blood flowed out of the tiger's mouth.

The other two, Spring Flower and Autumn Flower, were not much better, and the spiritual weapon in their hands was also knocked away, inserted on the ground in the distance, and was still trembling.

"You...... Dare ......"

Before Chunhua could scold, a pair of eyes bulged out as if she had seen a ghost, and she was extremely frightened.

"Childe...... Childe ......"

“......”

Meng Lang held a black long stick in his hand, and looked at the three maids who called out to him with a little discomfort, because he still had a trace of doubt about his memory.

The three maids' mouths were wide open, terrified to the extreme, they knew in their hearts that they were chased and killed by a big bear in the late stage of the Spirit Master Realm, and they also entered the ancient mausoleum, and there was only one way to die.

"Childe......" Chunhua suddenly knelt down, "Childe, misunderstanding, don't kill us......"

The other two also knelt down in panic.

"Childe ......" The young woman slowly opened her eyes, her pale face twitched violently, originally, she thought that she was dead, and she planned to go to hell to meet her son and husband, but she didn't expect that she was not dead.

When she opened her eyes, she saw something that surprised and excited her.

"Wave ......"

"You, are you calling me?" Meng Lang was slightly stunned and said hesitantly.

"You ......" The young woman was also stunned, and then smiled slightly, "Silly child, Lang'er, you must have been injured by the demon beast, lost some memories, and even didn't know your mother." ”

"Mother's ......"

Meng Lang listened to the young woman's explanation, and he understood a little, his memory may be true, I was attacked by a demon beast, and my memory was confused, so I had the illusion of my past life and this life.

"Ah, Lang'er, be careful, be careful of those......" reminded the young woman with wide eyes.

Call!

Piercing the void, a sharp sound of wind, an assassination stunt, stabbed to the back of Meng Lang's neck.

"Look for death!"

Meng Lang snorted coldly, didn't turn his head back, and swept with a stick, not only shooting down the hidden weapon that attacked him, but also smashing the Chunhua and a beautiful head that threw the hidden weapon into pieces. In her unwillingness, Chunhua slowly fell to the ground and died.

The stick wind did not stop, and continued to kill on Qiuhua's body, with Qiuhua's strength, it was impossible to resist, her body was like a broken bag, thrown far away, and died with a miserable howl.

The wind was still blowing, sweeping towards the summer flowers.

"Keep your mouth alive!"

A word shatters the dream man, these slave-like characters, who dare to harm their masters, must have some support and support, otherwise, they will never commit rebellion.

Meng Lang's long stick was in a hurry, and when he heard the sound of stopping, he only had time to retract it slightly.

"Poof!"

With a sweep of the stick, Xia Hua's delicate cheeks were half removed, and her delicate body fell down.

"It's a pity......" The young woman stepped in front of Xia Hua, slightly disappointed, Xia Hua obviously couldn't tell her anything more.

Meng Lang also came to Xia Hua's side, stretched out a hand, and his spiritual power surged, and in a few turns, Xia Hua gasped slightly.

When the young woman saw it, she was overjoyed, and said, "Ask her, Lang'er, ask her, who is the instigator?"

"Xia Hua, don't be afraid, as long as you tell the truth, I promise not to pursue it again!" Meng Lang was cold and irresistible.

"Ah......" Xia Hua seemed to come back to her soul and whispered weakly, "Dong...... East ......"

"East what?" asked the young woman nervously.

"East ......" Xia Hua struggled to say it, but unfortunately, Xia Hua was too badly injured and still lost her breath.

"It's a pity, what the hell is Dong?" the young woman's eyes were flustered.

"Mother, don't panic, since we already know that we have half a claw, there will always be a day when the truth will come out. Meng Lang slowly stood up and said slowly.

"East ...... Could it be Dongfu, Dong, it could be the Dongguo family......" The young woman was still speculating, and there was still some fear in her eyes.

Whether it was the Dongfu she guessed, the Dongfu that was originally a vassal of the clan, under the protection of the Zongfu, after losing the big tree of her husband, whether it was the Meng Clan's Zongfu or the Dongfu and the Xifu, they all looked at them differently, and even kept tilting them. The descendants who wanted to get rid of the previous sect master, if it weren't for her dexterity, they would have died long ago.

If it is the Dongguo family, it will be even more terrifying, even if Dongfu blatantly harms their mother and son, it can be regarded as an internal problem of the family, if the Dongguo family makes a move, it will be an earth-shaking event, at least it is internal and external collusion, and the family may be destroyed.

The more the young woman thought about it, the more frightened she became, and said, "Lang'er, take your mother back quickly, this is not a place to stay for a long time!"

Meng Lang also saw that his mother was injured and had difficulty moving, so he didn't say much, so he took his mother and hurried home.