Zhou Meng asked Cheng Xue to concentrate on taming the beast, and not to think about those who have and don't.

Cheng Xue insisted that she was heartbeat, and she must ask about the consequences of heartbeat and whether she needed any special treatment.

If you don't ask, will you end up with some root cause or something.

"No, Chengxue, you look at the relationship, she is heartbroken every day, isn't she still alive and well?"

Under Zhou Meng's hard persuasion, Cheng Xue finally felt relieved, stabilized her mind, combined the dream cloud spell and the domestication spell, and cast it on the tapir beast's heart.

Successfully occupying the tapir's heart means capturing the tapir's blood.

With the flow of blood, you can occupy the nerves of tapirs.

After watching Cheng Xue's actions, Zhou Meng found that metaphysics and science still have something in common.

Cheng Xue frowned, fell weakly into Zhou Meng's arms, and whispered, "It's successful."

"Okay."

Cheng Xue controlled the tapir beast's mind and ordered the tapir beast to go to the Shangde Building.

After several struggles, the tapir beast finally followed the meaning of Chengxue and flew to the building.

Overlooking this temple view, carved beams and painted buildings, the palace is continuous, the clouds and fog are around, and the intrigue is intrigued.

Zhou Meng has seen the exquisiteness of the building of the Dingfeng Sect, the thrilling building of the Jilan Sect built against the mountain, and the golden splendor of the Guanghua Society.

However, the architecture here makes Zhou Meng feel that it has a pure classical charm.

The kisses of all kinds of sacred beasts on the roof ridge are all alive, probing left and right, but they do not leave the place, like the patron saint of this building.

The tapir beast landed on the Shangde Tower with Cheng Xue and Zhou Meng, and Cheng Xue ordered the tapir beast to open its mouth and release the two of them.

At this time, Han Qi was in the right to persuade Wei Xiao and Zhuang Xiang not to risk going to Zhou Meng and Cheng Xue.

Now, seeing Zhou Meng and Cheng Xue coming out of the tapir beast's mouth, the two of them were relieved, and quickly put on a calm and calm appearance, as if they had never been worried about the two of them.

After Zhou Meng came out, he trotted up to greet Wei Meng, Wei Meng twisted a trick to block Zhou Meng, and then raised his hand to fan in front of his nose.

Han Qi said on the side, "We watched you come out of the tapir beast's mouth, otherwise, if we smell this smell on you, we will think that you have been pulled out."

Zhou Meng glanced at Han Qi, then crossed his waist and pointed at the tapir beast and said, "See, it's domesticated. It's not amazing!"

At this time, the tapir beast suddenly attacked and opened its bloody mouth towards everyone.

Han Qi hurriedly dodged, and Cheng Xue pulled Zhou Meng to the side.

Seeing that the timing was good, Wei Lin and Zhuang Xiang drew their swords and came up, and the two joined forces to cut off the head of the tapir beast.

Zhou Meng immediately covered Cheng Xue's eyes, but fortunately, when the tapir beast's head fell, Cheng Xue didn't see it.

In Ji Lanzong before, when Zhou Meng got rid of the people of Lidu, he accidentally let Cheng Xue see such a bloody scene, and he was a little unhappy.

Cheng Xue slowly brushed away Zhou Meng's hand, smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, Senior Sister Meng, I'm not afraid."

Zhou Meng withdrew his hand, "I'm sorry Chengxue, since I came down the mountain, I haven't protected you well."

Cheng Xue Yaoyao nodded, "No, Senior Sister Meng is very powerful, if I follow Senior Sister Meng, I will never get hurt!"

The tapir beast rolled down from the Shangde Tower, and before it landed, it was eaten by all kinds of birds and beasts flying from all directions.

"This place doesn't look like a place for people. Didn't Lin Bald say that there is a sect here? Have you ever seen a figure so far?"

Han Qi sighed and said, "I'm afraid this sect has already been destroyed."

Everyone followed Han Qi's gaze and saw that in the Taoist temple, there were dry bones everywhere, scattered, and there were no corpses.

In addition to sighing, everyone has begun to increase their vigilance and prepare to deal with the many organs in the Shangde Building.

Han Qi's right hand slid on the sleeve of his left hand's clothes, and he took out a thin booklet from his clothes.

"Basis

The content of Lin Xiao's predecessors, plus the historical records, on the seventh and eighth floors of Shangde Building, there are various classics, and there are words in the classics. These words have not been learned for a long time. Now, these words have a consciousness of their own, and they can't bear loneliness, but they want to find people, embed them in people's minds, and exert their power."

Zhou Meng interrupted Han Qi's words and asked, "Since our ultimate goal is the King of Mourning at the bottom, why don't we directly enter the Shangde Building from the bottom floor, find the King of Mourning directly, and run away after deceiving the Heavenly Mirror?" Why do you have to start from the eighth floor and go down, it's not like there's nothing to do?"

Then Zhou Meng looked at the scenery below, the blade-like ground, and the vicious beasts that came and went, and added, "Okay, then let's start going down from the eighth floor now. Everybody protects themselves."

From the top of the Shangde Building, down to the seventh and eighth floors, everything is still normal.

It doesn't look as evil as it seems.

There are neat bookcases all around, and the books on the bookcases are also neatly organized.

This is simply a little incongruous compared to the messy world outside the Shangde Building.

And the reason why these books are so neat is that they are protected by words.

Every word carries its own power.

The words here are so powerful that ordinary birds and beasts don't dare to invade at all, so this place looks extremely neat and tidy, and there is no apocalyptic atmosphere at all.

The crowd walked down the spiral steps into the countryside, so quiet that only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

Gradually, Cheng Xue heard the sound of small fragments.

"Senior Sister Meng, I heard someone talking. There are a lot of people! Men and women, young and old, near and far on the high ground."

Zhou Meng grabbed Cheng Xue's forearm, "It's okay, take a step and see a step."

Slowly, everyone could hear the voice.

It's like a noisy street market, noisy and chaotic.

"I'm not a bad word! I want to be free! I want to be used by people! I will exert power on the earth!"

"Destroy, destroy, pronounce my name, let all you want to destroy, destroy, I am the word of destruction. I alone can destroy the taboo."

"The power of the evil god, the word of the evil god! Come, give me your sanity, and I will give you the power of an evil god."

"No, choose me! Let me come!"

Han Qi said, "There are words in the air, so let's cover our mouths and noses, and don't let the words enter our minds, because once we enter, we may be controlled by the words."

Wei Lin and Zhuang Xiang took the lead in putting a veil in front of them, and Zhou Meng took back the dream barrier and covered himself and Cheng Xue.

Han Qi took out something like a diving cap from his clothes and put it on his head.

Zhou Meng sighed and said, "The treasures of your Guanghua Society are really rich."

Han Qi smiled slightly proudly.

In the face of these words, the protection they make is not worth mentioning at all.

The word "kill" has already followed Zhuang Xiang's ears and entered Zhuang Xiang's mind.

"Now, let's go on a killing spree! The gods protect your sword!"

Zhuang Xiang's eyes were instantly dyed red.

He raised his sword and slashed at Wei Lian, who was closest to him.

Wei Lin hurriedly dodged, turned around and drew his sword, blocking Zhuang Xiang.

Seeing that Zhuang Xiang's face was not right, it was expected that Zhuang Xiang was controlled by the word.

Zhuang Xiang made every move, and Wei Lin could be low-grade, but the word "kill" and Zhuang Xiang fit better and better, and Wei Lin became more and more tired of parrying.

When the Lone Boat Sword stabbed Wei Lin in the cheek, Wei Lin felt that he was more than lucky.

When the blade of the Lone Boat Sword stabbed at the bridge of Wei Lian's nose, a warm current suddenly rushed into his mind, and then this warm current filled the entire divine soul like wolf smoke.

Wei Lin knew that his mind had been invaded by words.

Soon, Wei Lian's body was completely out of his control.

Wei Lin took advantage of the last moment of wakefulness to convey a message to Zhou Meng.

She struggled

He pointed to his ears and tried his best to "expel words from his ears."

Zhou Meng ran over, looked at Wei Lian, frowned and analyzed, and clasped Wei Lian's ears with both hands, "Is that what you mean?"

Wei Xiao did not respond.

Suddenly, Wei Xiao shook off Zhou Meng, his body was covered with black-red miasma, and he spit out a word with difficulty: "Extinguish".

Han Qi exclaimed, "Word Killing Formula, Wei Xiao wants to tell us that she is in her mind the Word Killing Technique."

Cheng Xue looked a little panicked: "The word extinguishing technique, its power is so great, it can destroy the gods, and where there is spiritual power, it can be destroyed. In history, there has only been one outbreak of the word extinguishing formula, the Qishan landslide, the Luoshui extinction, and the collapse of the dynasty."

Han Qi hurriedly flipped through the booklet in his hand and said, "If you want to accept the word, you need to see the true body of the word, that is, the text itself. Then, pronounce the name of the word and put it on the paper."

Zhou Meng frowned and asked, "Want to see the true body of the word?" How can you see this? I seem to see only a cloud of smoke!"

Han Qi said calmly, "If you want to see the words, I'm afraid, you have to open the Heavenly Eye."

"I know the eyes of Jiantianmu," Cheng Xue stepped forward, "and can penetrate the eyes of words and spells. This requires a Mahayana practitioner to practice."

Wei Lin and Zhuang Xiang fought to the death on the side, and Cheng Xue struggled to persuade on the side, and several times, they almost led the war to themselves.

Han Qi and Zhou Meng carefully studied Jiantianmu. Chinese Net

Fortunately, Han Qi's clothes could hold the spell book, which happened to allow Zhou Meng to find the spell of Jiantianmu, otherwise, they would be killed by Zhuang Xiang and Wei Lin sooner or later.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace. Oh, not this one! Here's this—if you want to practice this skill, you must first open the scoop?"

Here's a clear list of pictures.

The person on the picture should make a small hole in his forehead, and the blood will flow all over his face, and then, relying on the small hole, he will recite the mantra of Jiantianmu, so as to cultivate Jiantianmu.

"Don't learn it, it's too ugly!" Zhou Meng was about to give up this way out immediately.

At this time, Cheng Xue had become one of the targets of Wei Lin and Zhuang Xiang.

It seems that the Killing Technique and the Killing Word Recipe have temporarily reached an alliance, and they are ready to solve the obstructive little monk in front of them first, and then compete with each other.

At this time, Zhou Meng had no choice, "Han Qi, carve my eyes now!"

Han Qi hurriedly took out a dagger from his clothes, and on Zhou Meng's forehead, he trembled with the dagger.

In desperation, Han Qi said to Molong, "Come on Molong, carve accurately."

Mo Long: "Leave it to me!"

Zhou Meng: "Try not to bleed, I don't want to be so ugly."

Mo Long: "Don't worry, my hands are very steady."

Soon, a hole the size of an eye appeared on Zhou Meng's brain, and all the blood condensed in front of him, suspended in the air, and did not flow sideways on his face.

This made Zhou Meng very pleased.

Cheng Xue's neck was already in Zhuang Xiang's hands.