Zhuang Xiang's long sword pierced the eye on the forehead of the king of mourning.

In an earth-shattering wail, the Falling Sky Mirror fell from the mouth of the Mourning King and fell into Zhuang Xiang's hands.

The Mourning King's body was stunned in the air, and then fell.

Suddenly, a layer of dust rose in the Suntech Building.

Han Qi shouted loudly, "The soul of the Mourning King is implicated in the Shangqing Realm, and the Shangqing Realm is about to collapse!" We're going out now!"

Wei Lin saw that the air was tearing, and the scene in reality was seeping in.

"Not good! When the Shangqing Realm is broken, the evil beasts inside will infiltrate the human world!"

Zhou Meng shouted disdainfully, "The evil beasts in the world are not more merciful than the evil beasts here, what are you worried about?"

Wei Lin and Zhuang Xiang knew that the dream-making snow owl and the devouring poor qi could not enter the world.

Once there are these things in the human world, people's minds may not be under their control, which is no different from the destruction of the world.

Wei Lin immediately used the Silence Trick to stop the Shangqing Realm from breaking.

Zhou Meng saw the crack in the Shangqing Realm, and jumped out of the Shangqing Realm with Cheng Xue, followed by Zhuang Xiang, Wei Lin and Han Qi.

The five of them fell from the Shangqing Realm, and Lin Xiao and Zhong Jun saw that the Shangqing Realm was cracking, and immediately took out their magic weapons.

The sound of the flute and the sound of the piano filled the entire Haiyun Mountain, and the rhythm carried the spiritual power of heaven and earth, filling the cracks in the Shangqing Realm.

After the Shangqing Realm was sewn up, the five people slowly raised their heads and saw that the Shangqing Realm had disappeared into the sea of clouds.

Suddenly, four hurricanes suddenly rose.

Several cultivators were blown away.

Lin Xiao was blown to the ground and flew up, but fortunately, Zhong Jun took Lin Xiao's hand.

Zhou Meng and Cheng Xue were also blown up by the strong wind, Wei Lin pulled out the Tho Xiao sword, inserted it in the crack of the mountain rock, turned around and pulled Zhou Meng's trouser belt, and Zhou Meng pulled Cheng Xue's feet.

Han Qi hugged a big tree and shouted, "Sad! Mourn everybody! Only grief can suppress the goggles!"

In the Shangqing Realm, there is almost no divine power, and it all relies on the mourning of the King of Mourning to suppress the power in it.

Now, King Mourning has died, and the wind mirror has also left the Shangqing Realm, and the evil spirit in the mirror is completely out of control.

Yet no one mourns now.

Although everyone knows that the situation in the world is very difficult now, emotionally, there is more anxiety and not enough sadness.

At this moment, a cultivator who had come from afar shouted in embarrassment, "What a strong wind! Ladies and gentlemen! The seniors who were trapped in the capital have already escaped, so if you settle down here, let's go to the Jilan Sect to meet the seniors of the sect!"

Now the monks present were even happier.

Originally, they came and went to the goggles to save their fellow sects who were trapped in the capital, but now that they are all safe, it is too late to be happy.

The cultivator who reported the news lay on the ground and shouted, "Master Qingluan of the Ji Lan Sect! Dead in battle! Please come to the Jilan Sect to mourn."

The wind slowly stopped, and Zhou Meng and Cheng Xue fell suddenly.

Zhou Meng saw that Zhuang Xiang was extremely silent, and walked over cautiously.

As soon as Zhuang Xiang stretched out his hand, he grabbed the cultivator who reported the news.

"Senior Brother Zhuang Xiang, I'm from the Li Clan, and I'm just here to report the news!"

Zhuang Xiang asked with a gloomy face, "You said, Master Qingluan, died in battle."

The messenger said with difficulty: "Master Qingluan, in order to escort the seniors of the sects to flee for their lives, negotiated with Xu Linjiang, the capital of Li, but was later killed by Xu Linjiang, and disappeared, and his spiritual power turned into a sand luan bird and feathered away......

Zhuang Xiang threw away the cultivator who delivered the letter, and blue flames emitted from his eyes.

"Zhuang Xiang, Zhuang Xiang?" Zhou Meng saw that Zhuang Xiang's state was not right, and hurriedly stepped forward to observe.

Zhuang Xiang pulled out the Lonely Boat Sword, and his body was surrounded by light blue flames, and Zhou Meng felt a cold air seeping through.

This feeling is familiar, as if when I have seen Zhuang Xiang in such a state.

"Stacking Universe!" Wei Xiao said hurriedly behind him.

This reminded Zhou Meng.

During the eighth cycle of the ninth month, the three of them used the superimposed technique to force Zhuang Xiang to learn the superimposed universe technique, thus realizing the possibility of space jumping.

At that time, Zhuang Xiang successfully practiced the state of stacking the universe, and this was the case.

"Where...... Zhuang Xiang looked at the messenger and asked, "Xu Linjiang, where is it?"

The cultivator stammered, "Linjiangwu, Linjiangwu!"

A crack appeared in the space in front of Zhuang Xiang.

Zhou Meng pressed Zhuang Xiang's shoulder and said, "Zhuang Xiang, calm down, you must be calm. You have the Falling Sky Mirror on you now, and you must not fall into Xu Linjiang's hands."

"Breaking the sky...... Zhuang Xiang's voice was very small, and then, he became firm, "Breaking the sky!"

After this sound, a whirlpool-like door opened in the air, and Zhuang Xiang took his sword and threw himself into the door.

Zhou Meng was closest to Zhuang Xiang, and watched the Falling Sky Mirror in Zhuang Xiang's hand and burrowed into the door.

Zhou Menger didn't say a word, pulled the corner of Zhuang Xiang's clothes, and also entered the doorway of the Stacking Universe Technique.

Wei Lian, Cheng Xue and others immediately came up to stop them.

However, before everyone touched the door of the Stacked Universe Technique, the door hole suddenly disappeared, and the corners of Zhou Meng's clothes were cut off by time and space.

Without waiting for everyone to think about the next plan, Haiyun Mountain was surrounded by the people of Lidu.

The leading general, the most named Guanzhou, was ordered to arrest the cultivators of Yunhai Mountain after Xu Linjiang's death.

Most importantly, take the Ceiling Mirror.

Even if there were still a few cultivators with high cultivation levels on the scene, there were so many people in the city that no one dared to act rashly.

Guanzhou wanted the eldest Lin Yu to ask for the Falling Sky Mirror, but Lin Yu said disdainfully: "The Falling Sky Mirror has been taken away by Zhuang Xiang, if you want to find it, you have to find Zhuang Xiang." Now Zhuang Xiang."

Guan Zhou didn't want to have any traps behind this, so he asked directly, "Where is Zhuang Xiang?"

Lin Xiao said coldly, "He is the son of Master Qingluan of the Dingfeng Sect, you have also heard of his cultivation, where does he want to go, where can we know?"

Guan Zhou saw that Lin Xiao couldn't say anything in his mouth, so he detained everyone and took them to the capital.

Linjiangwu.

Zhuang Xiang opened the stacking technique and broke out directly in Linjiangwu.

In his heart, he came to avenge his mother Qingluan.

Unfortunately, this set of superimposed universe techniques consumed more than half of his spiritual power.

Then she had to face Xu Linjiang and his stone eels and the tens of thousands of local garrisons.

However, anger had left him with no time for other things.

The only thing he can consider now is to get rid of Xu Linjiang.

However, he suddenly found himself overlooking another important thing.

The Stacking of Universe brought one more person, Zhou Meng.

After Zhou Meng landed, he immediately asked Mo Long, what the hell is this place.

Mo Long honestly began to introduce Zhou Meng to the time and place of this time, Zhou Meng listened while hurriedly patting Zhuang Xiang's forehead and shoulder: "Zhuang Xiang, don't be excited, looking at the spiritual atmosphere here, we are likely to be in the capital. But we must be careful not to startle the snake, otherwise we will be outnumbered......

Zhuang Xiang was angry, but after seeing that Zhou Meng was also pulled, he suddenly realized that he was indeed a little impulsive.

Mo Long: "This is the place where Xu Linjiang is stationed, on the edge of the capital, high on all sides and low in the middle, called Linjiangwu, judging from the current situation, there are at least 20,000 people stationed."

Zhou Meng heard that this was Linjiangwu, and the general stationed was Xu Linjiang, who killed Qingluan, and he still had to be stationed with the Lidu people who snatched the heavenly mirror with her, so he couldn't stabilize it immediately.

I saw Zhou Meng call up the ink sword from his eyes, hang it in front of him, read out the dream word, and the hurricane rushed out of the wind mirror, roaring around Zhou Meng.

The dream clouds generated by the Dream Word Recipe spread to the hills around Linjiangwu.

"Listen to the assistant soldiers in Linjiangwu! Now, you're surrounded! Hand over Xu Linjiang immediately, otherwise

It's better to live than to die!"

Zhuang Xiang was slightly shocked in addition to grief.

The dream cloud shrouded the real Linjiang dock, and there was electric light, which flickered in the dream cloud.

There was a hurricane blowing in the entire Linjiang Dock, and Zhou Meng could see that there were people from Lidu who ran out of the Linjiang Dock in the gap of Mengyun.

"I'm Dingfeng Sect Zhou Meng! Hand over Xu Linjiang!"

The first to rush out was the stone eel.

When Zhuang Xiang saw the stone eel, the flames around him immediately became much stronger.

Before Zhuang Xiang could make a move, Zhou Meng used all his spiritual power, plus the spiritual energy of the ink dragon, to blow up the stone eel.

The powder of the stone eel was blown away in the hurricane, and Xu Linjiang's spiritual power did not have time to mend the stone eel.

The Lidu cultivators stationed in Linjiangwu, after hearing that it was Zhou Meng, began to retreat towards the periphery of the mountain dock.

After arriving at the periphery, he found that the surroundings were shrouded in dream clouds, so he had to come back again.

Xu Linjiang was still arrogantly commanding his subordinates.

However, the fear brought by Zhou Meng has enveloped Shanwu.

At this time, Molong, in this atmosphere of fear, is like a fish in water.

In the dim and messy mountain dock, a light blue flame caught the eye, it was Zhuang Xiang.

Under the pressure of Mengyun and the hurricane, the monks of Lidu tied up Xu Linjiang and brought him to Zhuang Xiang.

Xu Linjiang was neither humble nor arrogant, and said to Zhuang Xiang with his head held high: "The quasi-sect master of the Ji Lan Sect, if you want to make a move in Linjiangwu, the Ji Lan Sect can be regarded as a sect that provokes a stand, and when the time comes, all the sects may complain about the Ji Lan Sect. Now, Lidu and the various sects are at peace, Zhuang Xiang, if you break this balance, if Lidu wants to attack the Jilan Sect, who will help you, it is better to ......" Z.br>

The Lone Boat Sword and the Hanjiang Sword were both out of their bodies, spinning rapidly beside Xu Linjiang.

Xu Linjiang's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally lost his voice completely.

Zhou Meng looked through the wind and sand and found that the Guzhou Sword and the Hanjiang Sword had already killed Xu Linjiang.

Xu Linjiang's flesh and blood and the stone powder of the stone eel dissolved in the wind and sand.

The wind and sand have no eyes, and all the Lidu cultivators present will erode Ling Chi.

Zhou Meng didn't plan to let them go, and Zhuang Xiang didn't show mercy to his subordinates.

When everything was calm, Zhuang Xiang's grief did not diminate, but his anger subsided.

The Falling Sky Mirror calmed down and lay quietly in Zhuang Xiang's hands.

Zhou Meng slowly leaned over and said to Zhuang Xiang, "You used the Stacking Universe Technique, and your spiritual power is not good, so why don't I take care of the Falling Sky Mirror."

Zhuang Xiang did not refuse, and raised his hand to hand over the Falling Sky Mirror to Zhou Meng.

It's just that when the Falling Sky Mirror was about to reach Zhou Meng's hands, a hurricane suddenly rose.

The two immediately realized that the Falling Sky Mirror could not be replaced, and only enough sadness could suppress the Falling Sky Mirror.

Zhou Meng shook his head, "Hey, forget it, then you can take it first." We have to get out of this land of right and wrong now. Can you still use the Stacking Technique?"

Zhuang Xiang shook his head, "It just poured out, maybe it was just an accident."

Zhou Meng spit out the sand in his mouth and shook the dust on his head, "Let's go, let's walk, get out of here quickly."

Zhuang Xiang got up, installed the Falling Sky Mirror, lowered his eyes and said, "Edgeworth, it's okay."

The Guzhou Sword was already at Zhuang Xiang's feet, and the Hanjiang Sword was lent to Zhou Meng again.

Zhou Meng cautiously stepped on the Hanjiang Sword, holding the hilt of the sword, and closed his eyes: "Let's go!"