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Poof, poof, blood flowed like an infusion, blood flowed out, flowing on the low couch, and as the low couch flowed down, it dyed half of the hall red. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThis article is provided by. lwxs520。 Starting

The blood was still flowing, but Meng Lang didn't seem to have the intention of stopping, he was still impacting, and he wanted to succeed in one fell swoop.

Not only to cultivate the Tiger Ape Technique, but also to at least reach the Great Perfection.

Boom!

The impact of the two huge forces was too strong, and one of Meng Lang's arms burst, turning into a rain of blood and scattering in the void, filling the hall with a blood-colored mist.

Boom!

The other arm also broke and shattered.

Bang bang!

The explosion continued, and Meng Lang's legs also burst and turned into blood mist.

The originally bright and crystalline hall was soon dyed red, a terrible red.

Rumble!

Just like the tide hitting the embankment, Meng Lang's body, chest and abdomen, could no longer withstand it and dissipated in the void.

A ball of crystal light appeared in the void, it was the atrium of the immortals, the middle room. The atrium is immortal, and the immortals are immortal.

The crystal light existed for a breath of time, and then burst.

The atrium disappears, and the immortals will die.

It's common sense.

Immortals and spirit masters, the most important part is two parts, one is the atrium in the chest and abdomen, and the other part is the sea of divine consciousness in the skull.

These two parts, as long as either part dies, will surely die.

Immediately, Meng Lang's only remaining head seemed to have lost its vitality, pale and yellow.

At this moment, a dark shadow poured out of the hall, and the shadow turned into a human form in an instant.

"It's a pity, if this son is not so eager for quick success, maybe he will be my destined person, it's a pity!" The figure shook his head and silently stared at the dying Meng Lang.

There is no joy and no sorrow.

It's like dealing with ordinary things.

Boom!

At the last bit of body, Meng Lang's head was also shattered.

A cyan soul mass, flickering with soul light, suspended in the void, not yet annihilated.

"What, such a powerful soul, this soul is weird?"

The figure shuddered slightly, staring at the mass of souls in the shadows.

"Sure enough, it's so powerful, it's a magician, no wonder the soul is so strong, but unfortunately, he will also die with it, no matter how powerful the magician is, the body is completely destroyed, and there is only one way to die. ”

That figure is a little sad, if this destined person doesn't die, isn't that exactly what he is looking for?

"Ah, he, he, he...... He wasn't from the Western Continent, he was from the Eastern Continent...... If I had known, I should have known that I should not have been so harsh and made him practice the Tiger Ape Technique, but I am just a silhouette, a memory, and I can't change it and I can't make my own decisions!"

This figure saw the origin of Meng Lang, and couldn't help but be shocked, but unfortunately, he was just a memory silhouette, and it was impossible to change anything.

Even, he didn't know who he was.

Even, he is just a repeatable silhouette, constantly triggered, played.

After a few hours, the figure slowly adjusted to the surprise, and stared at the mass of souls, immortal souls.

It is a miracle that the body is completely annihilated and the soul does not disperse for several hours.

When the body of an immortal dies, the soul will also annihilate it.

As the realm of immortals increases, the longer the soul loses its physical existence, but the soul that leaves the physical body will eventually perish.

The soul of the Void Valley Realm Immortal, if it is an hour away from the physical body, will completely die.

"It's finally starting to dissipate, even the soul attribute of that magical magician is starting to die......"

Pieces of soul fragments flew out of the main body of the soul like petals, one after another, at first very slowly, slowly getting faster and faster, and gradually falling like a rain of petals.

"It's a pity ......"

The figure moved sadly, buried his head, and couldn't bear to look at Meng Lang.

Soul fragments keep falling, just like petals, no matter how big the flower is, when the petals finally fall off, the stamens in it are revealed.

After many soul fragments fell off, a crystal soul pearl was revealed, but after this soul pearl was revealed, it immediately began to crack, like a piece of glass, which was hit hard, and cracks were created on it.

"Alas~"

The figure sighed, twisted, slowly blurred, and was about to disappear.

Suddenly, I saw that the soul pearl moved slightly, and a holy book opened, as if a world had been opened.

Above that sacred text, there were countless huge tombs, and those tombs erupted with earth-shattering power, crushing the hall in a dangerous way.

"What, what is this?"

The figure shook sharply, and the illusory shadow immediately solidified, staring blankly at the slowly unfolding book.

And it was squeezed against the wall by infinite coercion, like a painting, hanging on the wall.

In his frightened eyes, he saw that the book was opened, countless immortals died, countless supreme beings died, died in the catastrophe of the earth, and the tombs of immortals and gods were formed, forming an earth-shattering cemetery,......

It was a book that recorded such a classic.

Immortals, those are the unattainable immortals, and the immortals of the Void Valley Realm are like ants in front of those immortals, incomparably small.

Just when the book was fully opened, a breath of death permeated, making this figure, this memory silhouette have a slight feeling of dying.

Fortunately, the breath of death swept away, and a little vitality was born, and that vitality expanded rapidly, just as spring came and the earth recovered.

The picture is as if it is reversed, and the flesh and blood that were originally disintegrated, the flesh and blood floating in the hall, begin to surge.

Not long after, a head wrapped that Meng Lang's soul, and the earth-shattering coercion disappeared a lot.

The figure fell to the ground with a snap, and in a panic, the silhouette looked at the reverberating flesh in confusion, which was beyond his comprehension.

Don't say that he's just a memory, a silhouette, it's its essence, and you don't necessarily understand what it means.

This has surpassed the iron law of immortals, the iron law of the death of the atrium, the destruction of the soul, and the complete death of the immortals.

Syllable!

The atrium was restored, the chest cavity was recast, and the body was regenerated.

The limbs were restored to their original shapes, as if they had never been broken.

After Meng Lang's physical body was reorganized, an astonishing aura erupted from his body, it was the coercion of the Great Perfection of the Void Valley Realm.

"It's so strong, it surpasses all the breath of the Great Perfection, is this still an immortal?"

That body has been forgotten, there is a secret in Meng Lang's body that he can never explain, the atrium is destroyed, the soul is about to die, but there is the power to return to the sky, the opportunity to regenerate.

It's like a dead person.

"Roar!"

With an ape cry, a phantom appeared from behind Meng Lang, vividly, a giant ape, the body of the giant ape was displayed, and he stretched out his fist and struck in the void, making a cracking sound, as if the void collapsed, sneering.

The giant ape practiced for a long time, just like practicing a set of immortal arts, and after a long time, the giant ape slowly disappeared and returned to Meng Lang's body.

Suddenly, Meng Lang seemed to be filled with infinite power, this power was like the power of a giant ape, violent and boundless.

"Tiger Ape Technique, the giant ape is the first to become a master, it can be regarded as the first level of training, my current strength, even the Great Perfection, those Dantong Realm immortals, if there is no accident, can also be defeated!"

At this time, Meng Lang's body was full of power, as if he could destroy the world and move mountains and reclaim the sea.

Boom!

A punch that explodes in the air is like blasting a deep pit in the void, and the power is infinite.

A few punches exploded in the hall, and even, the hall had a crumbling feeling, if Meng Lang increased his strength, the hall would collapse.

It's too powerful.

After trying his own energy, Meng Lang couldn't help but move and retracted himself.

"Why haven't I found any trace of the Burial Sutra, at the moment when my soul was about to shatter, I felt the breath of the Burial Sutra, how could I not find it?"

"Since the last time, when I was still in the Eastern Continent, when I was a little spirit master, the Burial Sutra was excessively requested by me and disappeared, this time, it was also at a critical juncture, the Burial Sutra woke up again, but, I faintly felt that when my physical body was formed, the breath of the Burial Sutra was much weaker, and then disappeared, is it necessary to save me, the Burial Sutra also consumes energy?"

"That's it, I don't dare to do this in the future, even if the immortal road is a road of no return and a way of no break, I must be fully prepared in the future, don't be lucky, and wait for a miracle to appear. ”

In fact, Meng Lang's impact on the Great Perfection this time was not a whim with the Tiger Ape Technique, and there was also a certain calculation.

In his opinion, the most unfortunate thing is that the Tiger Ape Technique cannot be cultivated, so that the physical body will not be destroyed.

In fact, the energy that the owner of the bronze pyramid had accumulated in the hall was not a problem to destroy the immortals of the Dantong Realm, not to mention the immortals of the Void Valley Realm.

Meng Lang got up from the low couch and was about to take a look around, then he left the bronze pyramid and left the Illusory Realm.

One hundred days, it's coming.

"Congratulations, you are destined to become the first layer of the Tiger Ape Technique. That figure appeared in front of Meng Lang, fluttering like a ghost.

"Who are you?"

"I, who I am, I'm just a memory, a silhouette, and the owner of this room, but I don't know who I am anymore!"

Meng Lang put his mind at ease, before cultivating the Tiger Ape Technique, it seemed that the owner of this hall had something to say.

Leaving a memory silhouette is the afterword.

"Destined person, since you are already destined person, then there is no need to say more, the master has a task entrusted to you, and you have to complete it for him!"

"Mission!"

Just when Meng Lang was stunned, the silhouette of that figure swooped and entered Meng Lang's body, imprinting a cloud of memories on his Divine Consciousness Sea soul.

This memory was complicated and huge, and it took an hour to completely transfer to Meng Lang's divine consciousness, and that silhouette memory also disappeared.

"What kind of mission is this, it's so strange, where would there be such a mission?"

At this moment, a huge palm fell from the sky and grabbed Meng Lang, and Meng Lang was grabbed by the big hand almost as if he had no power to resist, and threw him out.

"One hundred days are coming!"

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