As soon as this glass was shot, it was really full of clouds and mist, and the wind was everywhere, and it could be said that the ghosts and gods were shocked, which not only shocked all the masters present.

But for some reason, Feng Yunyi always felt that this glass brought him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, although he didn't know why, but Feng Yunyi still secretly put this glass in his heart.

In the face of the Yin Wind attack of the Dead Glass, Meng Lang's face showed a rare solemnity, and it was obvious that the true power of the Dead Glass seemed to have attracted his attention.

Don't look at the fact that Yan Li only has a mere first-order prefecture-level, but in the face of Menglang, who is a second-order prefecture-level, he actually dares to take the initiative, and it will definitely not be reckless, but confident, and the victory is in his hands.

"Chichito Chiri!"

Meng Lang's chest shook suddenly, and he let out a roar that was almost roaring, and then he saw two blood-red rays of light burst out of his eyes, with a powerful flame, turning into two blood dragons, galloping towards the yin wind emitted by the dead glass.

In mid-air, the two fire dragons let out a roar at the same time, opened their bloody mouths, and sucked violently.

"Hiss~"

Two tornado-like air currents flew out of the blood dragon's mouth, inhaling the billowing yin wind into its abdomen.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Seeing that the blood dragon absorbed the yin wind into her abdomen, Yan Li was not only not frightened, but instead had a cold mockery, as if she was ridiculing Meng Lang's indiscretion.

The yin wind was rolling, but it was absorbed by the blood dragon in a moment, and at the same time, the blood dragon's body suddenly became three points larger, a full ten zhang long, and it looked even more imposing, and flew towards the dead glass, as if he wanted to swallow the dead glass into it.

"Boom!"

With a broken drink, Yan Li's hands seemed to be vaguely pinching a magic decision, which suddenly made Feng Yunyi's eyelids jump, at this moment, it seemed that his soul was going to come out of his body, and then looked around, with Yan Li's shout, many masters frowned, and their faces showed painful expressions.

"Boom~"

Meng Lang raised his vigilance when Yan Li let out this shout, and his body quickly retreated, running the internal force around his body, forming a transparent light mask.

With a shocking explosion, I saw that the two blood dragons directly turned into a blood mist in the sky, and there was a gray yin wind in the blood mist that recondensed.

In the first move, it was actually a lower level of the glaze that prevailed!

"Good means, come again. ”

Although Meng Lang's face changed at the moment of the explosion of the blood dragon, he didn't seem to be affected at all, and his footsteps flashed, like a streamer, and floated directly towards the position of the dead glass.

Halfway through, Meng Lang stretched out his hand to make a move from behind his back, and suddenly a dazzling light appeared, but it was an equally red bead that appeared in his hand.

"Sun Pearl!"

Yan Li rolled his eyes and shouted in surprise.

"Go. ”

Before Menglang's body approached the dead glass, he raised his hand and threw the red beads out, and suddenly the red light was flourishing, like a blood-red sun, emitting a dazzling light, shining on the yin wind.

"Sneer~"

A sound like roasting meat came, and the yin wind seemed to be unable to resist the light of the blood-red beads, making a seeping sound that was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yin soldiers borrow the way, condensation!"

The whole body of the mourning glass suddenly shook, and the yin wind seemed to have generated a spiritual intelligence, rotating in place, and I saw that the yin wind suddenly began to condense, and gradually seemed to change into a humanoid state.

Countless masters of the rivers and lakes couldn't help but be stunned when they witnessed this dream-like battle, and they were speechless for a while.

The masters of the rivers and lakes have made moves, all relying on deep internal force or powerful blades, directly fighting flesh and blood, fighting to the death, but who has ever seen this kind of battle like an immortal fighting method?

The bodies of the two didn't seem to be in contact at all, but just by virtue of the form of internal force illusion, they actually started a terrifying battle, and all the masters present were there, and they could completely feel the power of the yin wind and the blood dragon.

The terrifying energy spread between the two of them, and even cut the ground on the deck one by one, and the air became a little distorted.

Not only were these masters of the rivers and lakes shocked, but Princess Que's face was also a little abnormal, and she didn't expect that this glaze would reach such a powerful realm, and it could actually transform its internal force into such a terrifying and powerful Yin soldier, and it was about to form a certain posture.

And this was not what really shocked her, she never expected that Menglang, one of the disciples of the five major forces, or the disciples of the Maple Forest Oasis, would actually have the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure!

Although Princess Tianque had never seen that blood-red bead, she was sure that it would definitely not be refined by a refiner.

Looking at the entire rivers and lakes today, there is no refiner who can refine such a powerful weapon. It doesn't even seem to be a weapon anymore, but a treasure.

Although the Six Dragons Golden Seal was also extremely powerful, it was refined by a refiner, but this bead seemed to be natural, and there was no trace of it being refined.

However, it is strong enough to stand up to a ground-level master.

And on the side of the disciples of the five major forces, except for Shao Siming and Mengya, even Su Qingfeng and a few others, their faces were stunned.

"Unexpectedly, the two brothers of this Maple Oasis are so strong, it's really surprising. ”

"Yes, that blood-red bead doesn't know what kind of treasure it is, but it can fly in the void, could it be that this Menglang has learned the legendary swordsmanship?"

"Damn, don't talk nonsense, that sword technique is a legendary exercise, no matter how powerful this Menglang is, it is only a second-order at the ground level, you look at those in power, even if they are close to the heaven-level realm, they don't have this kind of sword skills, right?"

"That's right, it's really evil. ”

Among the nine major disciples, except for Huo Lingxiang, only Tianchen Gongzi and Yun Fusheng had the lowest realm, and the two of them were completely shocked at this moment, and even a deep fear and fear floated in their eyes.

On this trip to the Nine Forts, they originally thought that with the True Map of the Nine Forts, they would be able to get the treasures in the Nine Forts without much effort, but now it seems that this hope is quite slim.

Not to mention that they have the true map of the Nine Castles, even if they really get the treasure in the Nine Forts, I am afraid that in front of these people, they will be robbed directly, and they have no room for resistance.

Tianchen Gongzi, who has always been arrogant and domineering, only found out at this moment that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well, when he was at the fourth order of the Xuan level, he thought that there was no one to beat among the younger generation, but now that he has reached the seventh order of the Xuan level, he found that he was actually the existence of the bottom, this kind of gap made him depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

Even if the Black Wood Toutuo who failed before was also in the realm of the seventh order of the Xuan level, Tianchen Gongzi asked himself that he would never be able to walk through ten moves in the hands of the other party, no, even five moves were enough.

After all, his realm was forcibly improved by the elders of the sect through the method of washing the marrow and initiation, so as not to look ugly in the eyes of the disciples of the other sects of the five major forces, although the two of them were the most potential masters in Liuli Valley, but if the realm of the fourth order of the Xuan level was in the eyes of a group of disciples above the seventh order of the Xuan level, and even the disciples of the prefecture level, I am afraid that there would be no other words to describe them except for the word waste.

Not to mention that they were shocked here, even in Feng Yunyi's heart, they were equally shocked.

Since entering the rivers and lakes, he has seen many masters, even when he was an official in Qinglin Mansion, he has seen many masters, but it is far from being as shocking as today.

Weng Tianfan, the owner of the Royal Beast Mountain Villa, and Gong Che, the ground-level master, and the Dream Corpse Ji of the corpse control clan, what is it called? Feng Yunyi forgot a little, and there was even the patriarch Qiu Fuyue, these people were all masters, and even the elders of Liuli Valley, Huangfu Shenghua and Elder Baiyue, were all first-class masters, but none of them seemed to be as powerful as these two people. Feng Yunyi was sure that if Weng Tianfan faced any of these Dead Glass and Menglang, he would only be able to tie his hands and capture him.

is also a prefecture-level master, and the gap can be so big, which can't help but make Feng Yunyi feel very shocked.

But it's actually normal to think about it, those masters who are scattered in the rivers and lakes don't have powerful exercises and blades, and they only rely on their own strength to advance, although they seem to be powerful, but when they encounter the disciples of this kind of super power, they can't be compared at all.

Some people may say that the scattered cultivators who have been baptized by the bloody wind and rain are much stronger than those super power disciples cultivated in the greenhouse, because only by constantly fighting and fighting can they truly grow up.

There is some truth in this, but it is not absolute, and the two people in front of him can be said to be a special case.

Menglang, a disciple of the Maple Forest Oasis, does want to have exercises and skills, and to have blades, and this treatment is definitely not comparable to some Jianghu scattered cultivation.

As for that Dead Glass, since he belongs to a member of the royal family, then I'm afraid his cultivation resources are even more abundant.

But even so, their real combat power is just as amazing.

Perhaps, this is the so-called genius disciple, only such a master can become the mainstay of the rivers and lakes in the future, and the master of the founding of the sect.

As for those inconspicuous small sects, or those scattered cultivators without sects, no matter how talented you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to grow, and most of them will die halfway.

"Roar~"

Just when Feng Yunyi was thinking wildly, the Yin soldier condensed by the internal force of the glass had already taken shape, a giant with a height of three feet, all pitch black, with a mace in his hand, emitting a cold black light, wrapped in the power of Qianjun, and smashed down with one move of the blood-red beads thrown by Menglang.

"Evil obstacles, dare to be presumptuous!"

When Meng Lang saw it, he screamed violently, his body shook, like a ghost, and he came to the huge Yin soldier's body with a smoke, stretched out his hand, and poked his finger at the navel of the Yin soldier.

I saw the red light of his palm flowing, like a red-hot soldering iron, the whole palm was extremely red, and a terrifying flame surrounded his entire palm, like a burning torch.

As his finger pointed, there was an aura of terror that made everyone feel a sense of suffocation.

"Ancestral Zombie Finger!"