Chapter Forty-Seven: Shock (Collect!)

Rosewood token, gold writing, silver pen and iron hook five big characters: Nine days Taiqing Palace.

As soon as the token came out, a force of unspeakable momentum directly suppressed the hearts of all the spiritual realm powerhouses, they are strong, they can be called a small giant, dominant, the palm of the hand is overturned, and the wind and rain come.

But those five big characters crushed them to death, the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, one of the four giants of the Eastern Regions, has an unknown number of thousands of years of terrifying heritage, every inner disciple is a spiritual realm powerhouse, and also has a soul realm of fear giants, how can they not be afraid.

"This, this little brother, since he is a disciple of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, then this seat will not say anything, hehe. The corners of Yun Meng's mouth twitched, what could he say?

The other powerhouses also nodded again and again, only the old devil, his face was pale, and a touch of fear rose in his eyes, but he was instantly occupied by hideousness.

"Hmph, who knows if this token is true or false, young man, originally this seat said that it would accept you as an apprentice, but you actually pretended to be a disciple of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, there is only one way to die, I will clear the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace for a bastard who bears its name and swaggers outside!"

In his heart, there is also fear, just now he made a brazen attack on Zhou Meng, if Zhou Meng returns to the master, add oil and vinegar, and so on, some elders in the palace who protect the calves, if they stand out, he will have no way to live, Suo surname directly killed Zhou Meng, cut off this matter permanently, and then give Yunmeng and others a good reward, this matter is over.

Zhou Meng sneered and shook his head: "Heh, it's really bold, this master, I don't know where I offended you, maybe you are afraid that I will go back to the palace to slander you, and bring the elders to destroy you, but you have to know one thing, you can't kill me!"

Can't be killed?

A Spirit Realm powerhouse can't kill a little guy in the Bone Realm?What are you kidding, although Zhou Meng is extremely talented, he absolutely can't resist the crazy killing of the old devil.

"Haha, junior, are you scared by death, talking nonsense, my old devil can't kill you? Haha, what a joke!" After the old devil finished speaking, he took a step out of the way, and a fierce killing machine enveloped Zhou Meng in an instant, the fierce wind roared, and the killing machine was like a life-threatening ghost, constantly roaring and impacting.

Zhou Meng directly ignored the old demon's terrifying killing machine: "Don't scare me, even the soul realm giant master dares to sacrifice himself to take a blow, your killing machine is too weak!"

The soul realm giant, everyone's hearts, suddenly trembled a few times, did this young man lose his mind completely? Nonsense, soul realm, how terrible is it? I'm afraid that between bullets, the earth will shake and the mountains will not be exaggerated, he has been hit by the soul realm giant? Didn't he slap him into ashes?

"Old devil, right? If you can't kill me within ten breaths, my eldest brother can come from within ten thousand miles, and if I don't die, I will destroy you!" Zhou Meng said at the end, Sen Ran smiled, with a hint of madness.

The old devil's face turned pale, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Destroy me all over the door?" Haha, so rampant, let me ask you, who is your eldest brother? Could it be that he is the elder of your sect?"

He is not stupid, this young man definitely has a background, if not, he will definitely not be so crazy and arrogant, several other spiritual realm powerhouses are secretly sighing, fortunately he didn't make a move just now, otherwise, the result is no different from the old demon.

"My eldest brother, disciple of the Inner Gate of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, Yuntong!" Zhou Meng said lightly, pulling the tiger skin and strengthening the flag.

Oh, oh, the old devil's face was shocked, he actually took a few steps back in the air, and his heart was even more terrifying, his cultivation was not low, he opened six meridians, and had three hundred dragon elephants, but that Yuntong was indeed a real spiritual realm of great perfection, and his cultivation was terrifying.

The most important thing is that two years ago, Yuntong fought with him, and in three moves, he seriously injured the old demon, and finally relented and spared his life, but until now, the strong man who holds a long sword and is like a god of war continues to burst out in his mind.

"You, how can you prove it!" The old demon swallowed his saliva, he was afraid, not afraid of Zhou Meng, but afraid of Yuntong, the name of the person, and the shadow of the tree.

The other powerhouses who didn't know Yuntong's name were all shocked, staring at Zhou Meng deadly.

"If you don't believe it, do it, old devil, you can give it a try!" Zhou Meng smiled disdainfully and turned away, leaving only a back and a wild laugh in the sky.

Several spiritual realm powerhouses, none of them dared to move, and they were frightened by Zhou Meng alone, especially the old demon, who struggled in his heart, wanting to make a move, but he didn't dare.

Suddenly, Zhou Meng's fierce aura in the distance converged, and he was disguised as a weak martial artist, the old demon was sweating profusely, and let out a big breath: "Turtle breath technique, Yuntong's unique magical power, fortunately I didn't do it, otherwise, I'm afraid that I would have been rushed by Yuntong by now and killed into pieces!"

Those who are familiar with Yuntong know that his turtle breath technique is a unique magical power, and now this young man actually has it, not Yuntong's closest relatives, who believes it?

"Looks like this boy is trying to warn me. The old devil shook his head with a wry smile and stopped talking.

And at this moment, there was a person on the top of the mountain who suddenly howled in pain, and the faces of several spiritual realm powerhouses changed, and they rushed directly towards the top of the mountain, and in an instant, they had already arrived.

On the top of the mountain, the sea of dark clouds had a sad and indignant face, and his hand trembled and held a red fruit in the shape of a dragon, which should be the blood marrow of the green dragon, but there was no trace of energy fluctuation.

The skin of this green dragon's blood marrow was dry and wrinkled, like a fruit without water, like a dead thing.

Heaven and earth treasures, set the essence of the entire Qinglong Mountain as a whole, rare in 10,000 years, these refer to this is not as good as Apple?

Wuyunhai was sad and indignant in his heart, after several lives and deaths, he snatched the blood marrow of the green dragon, trying to break through to the spirit realm with it in one fell swoop, from the mortal to the spirit, but in the end, it ended up like this, pitiful, sad.

Several Spirit Realm powerhouses shook their heads, it seems that this green dragon blood marrow should be that Zhou Meng took away all the essence, but relying on the name of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, they can't do it, otherwise, it will only bring the slaughter of annihilation.

"I'm going to kill you, that boy!" the sea of clouds roared wildly, as if crazy, and the figure swept madly down the mountain.

Seeing this, the old demon just smiled disdainfully: "Hmph, I don't know whether I am dead or alive, and if I go, I will be sent to death, and I will not be able to do it with a single blow. ”

"Anyway, he's from Panlong Villa, and he's not from my Yunwumen, let's go. Yunmeng turned around and disappeared into a rainbow light.

This Qinglong Mountain treasure competition has come to an end, in a way that no one can imagine.

But for Zhou Meng and Wuyunhai, it is far from over, Wuyunhai wants to kill Zhou Meng, and Zhou Meng has a feud to repay it tenfold, and the collision between the two must only end at the cost of life.

In the distance, Zhou Meng walked slowly, this encounter made his cultivation skyrocket, and the blood exchange in his body already had a small potential, at least, the general bone realm Great Perfection powerhouse, he couldn't kill him.

"Li Longming, when you go back this time, the master will no longer avoid you!" Zhou Meng smiled coldly, and suddenly, he felt a killing machine aimed at himself, moving towards him at high speed, and he couldn't help but stop.

"Is it those spirit realm powerhouses?" Zhou Meng's eyes were cold, and his whole body was full of cultivation, ready to make a move at any time.

In the distance, a fierce and tyrannical figure struck wildly, and the single knife behind it buzzed, ready to be unsheathed.

"How is he?!"

Seeing the figure clearly, Zhou Mengyi, that figure, isn't it the only son of the owner of Panlong Villa, the sea of dark clouds?

ps: Brothers, give me some strength, this dismal result is about to make me collapse, ask for recommendation votes and collections!

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