"No!" Meng Zhi shouted, the blood-red black shadow was already holding against the cyan demonic qi on the long iron chain, and the large amount of blood-red aura that Meng Zhi had just spewed out was his own essence magic weapon, the Blood Devouring Pearl. It is a magic weapon specially cultivated in accordance with that set of exercises, and it is used to manipulate and enhance the blood-red and black shadows, and once it is damaged, Meng Zhi himself will also be hit hard.

Liang Mu threw a heavy punch down, and the blood-red black shadow freed up another long claw to block. What seemed to be a powerful punch had no effect on the blood-red black shadow. Meng Zhi just breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of something, and his face changed drastically. At the moment when Meng Shu relaxed, the stamina of the other two cyclones in his body surged out, attacking the blood-red black shadow like a mountain and a sea.

There was a violent sound of breaking the air, and after the blood-red black shadow received a strong stamina, its body shook violently and began to become illusory. Meng Zhi's face turned red, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Meng Zhi's face was gloomy, and he hissed, "Liang Muzhong, you brought it on yourself!" The blood-red spell surged, and Meng Zhi took out a skull knife from the Qiankun bag.

After seeing the skull's knife, Meng Zhi laughed wildly: "Haha, hahahaha, Liang Muzhong, I don't want to fight that magic weapon today, and I want to kill you here." ”

"Less nonsense! Kill me one by one, you are at a disadvantage now!" Liang Muzhong's eyes burst out with a fine light, and the cyan demonic aura on the long iron chain was restrained, replaced by a golden and brilliant immortal aura. The long iron chain that shimmered with golden rays shrank into Liang Muzhong's hand, and as Liang Muzhong's magic technique was activated, it exploded towards Meng Zhi!

"Hmph, let me show you the power of my exercises today!" Meng Zhi recited the incantation again, and the skull eyes on the knife shot out a red light, protecting Meng Zhi inside. When the long chain of iron that flew in came touched the red light, it made a loud sound. After blocking Liang Muzhong's attack, the skull knife actually reflected a dark red sword.

The sword was silent, and the space where it passed also melted with the red light, and for a few breaths, only the sound of falling snow could be heard. Even the sound of the long bursting chains and the clash of red light could not be heard. Liang Muzhong's face was solemn, and he walked in three steps with an afterimage, avoiding the blood-red sword.

The blood-red sword light automatically dissipated after Liang Muzhong avoided it. The sound of a popping sound was heard again, and this was the opportunity that the skull knife was waiting for. The red light of his eyes flickered, and the blood-red black shadow shone inside. The blood-red shadow struggled a few times in the red light before being sucked into the skull. Meng Zhi's face changed drastically, which he did not expect. Originally, he wanted to use the skull knife to kill Liang Muzhong, but he never thought that the skull would not only absorb the pattern attached to his arm, but also the magic weapon he had refined, the Blood Devouring Bead, also sucked it in!

The skull knife let out an eerie and terrifying scream, and the blade instantly swelled, growing into a five-foot-long broadsword, with tens of thousands of faces engraved on the blade, and different expressions. If Meng Zhi activated the Heavenly Divine Power and looked carefully, he would find that among the ten thousand faces, there were many girls who had been collected by him, and there were also people who died under the skull knife. There was only one face on the hilt, the hideous expression of the blood-red black shadow that had just been sucked in!

At this moment, Meng Zhi's eyes suddenly became dim, and the ontology magic weapon was devoured, if it wasn't for the heavy injury just now, Meng Zhi still had the energy to control the skeleton knife to take out the ontology magic weapon. But now, it's already powerless. The Skull Demon Knife emitted a few more notes, revolving around Meng Zhi. After a few cycles, all the notes flew into Meng Zhi's body.

Meng Zhi's eyes turned blood-red, the same as the gaze of a skull! Holding the magic knife that had just taken shape in his hand, Meng Zhi laughed loudly: "Ahaha, I finally see the light of day!"

Liang Muzhong's pupils shrank, and Meng Zhi was actually controlled by his divine sense! At the same time, he cautiously withdrew the long iron chain and laid a protective net. Thinking of the solid god pill that he had refined and absorbed in his divine consciousness, and the magic circle formed in his divine consciousness, Liang Mu was at ease in his center of gravity.

After Meng Zhi briefly looked at his body, he showed joy. When noticing the heavy beam not far away, 'Meng Zhi'

Snorted coldly and said, "In the early Yuan stage, you still want to protect yourself in front of me!"

'Meng Zhi' reached out and grabbed it, and a huge imaginary palm grabbed towards Liang Mu. Liang Mu urged the spell heavily, and the long iron chain instantly turned into a spike-shaped protective net, and when the big hand touched the long iron chain, it was bounced back.

"Huh?" 'Meng Zhi' showed a look of excitement and said, "It's a little interesting, I don't know if I will cultivate after devouring you?"

'Meng Zhi' waved the skull long knife in his hand, and after pinching the two spells, the skull long knife let out a ghost crying wolf howl, and slashed out several blood-red blades, each with a struggling face, screaming.

Liang Mu didn't want to think about it, and he took three steps, avoiding several swords. In the cultivation world, at the same stage, if the opponent is not the first, Liang Muzhong asked himself, except for flying feathers and shadows, it is really not possible for anyone to catch up with him. If you can't beat it, it's a big deal and walk away. It seems that most of the little sons of the Meng family are controlled, and it is still two to say whether they can regain control of their bodies. But if you don't kill Meng Zhi today, it will really be a trouble. Although he left Shushan, Qingqing was still on the mountain. With Chen Chufeng, Qingqing will not follow him. Liang Muzhong forcibly suppressed the consternation in his heart and barely froze his body.

'Meng Zhi' said unexpectedly: "I can't imagine that a cultivator in the early Yuan stage can avoid my hundred ghost slash, what is your name, who is your master?"

"Who are you!" asked Liang Muzhong quietly.

"Hmph, junior, if you don't answer my words, you will know the same after I devour you!" 'Meng Zhi's whole body swelled with blood mist, and he arrived in front of Liang Muzhong almost instantly. The skull long knife slashed at Liang Mu Zhong with an amazing ghost cry, and Liang Mu was shocked to use the long iron chain to resist, 'click, click' The long iron chain broke because of the power of the skeleton long knife!

"This magic weapon in your hand is not ordinary, it can actually block my Hundred Ghost Broadsword!" Meng Zhi sneered, and his left hand instantly skyrocketed, turning into an aplet red claw, and grabbed towards Liang Muzhong's heart!

Liang Muzhong didn't have time to dodge at this time, and if he avoided the claws, he would be beheaded by the Hundred Ghost Knife. If you don't dodge, your claws will pierce your heart. Liang Mu gritted his teeth and stubbornly concentrated the remaining body protection immortal qi at his heart, forming a half-foot-thick energy shield.

As soon as the scarlet red claw arrived, it broke through Liang Muzhong's protective immortal qi and stabbed straight into Liang Muzhong's heart. Liang Muzhong didn't have time to think about it, everything was electric and flint, and he was able to make such a judgment, which was already the greatest. Liang Muzhong instinctively wanted to invoke the Pangu Seal, but it was obviously too late at this moment. The only miscalculation was that the other party's speed was beyond Liang Muzhong's imagination.