The open space outside the refining room was densely packed with monks.

There are more than 100 people.

"Senior Brother Zhang, are you sure that outer disciple named Yang Yu really got the storage bag of Qingyun Ancestor?" A tall and thin young man had a gloomy face, this person actually had a fifth-level cultivation in the Qi cultivation period.

"Senior Brother Ma, how dare I lie to you? At that time, many people saw that Yang Yu not only had the cultivation of the fourth layer of the Qi cultivation period, but also had a flying sword magic weapon, killing four people in a row, including three senior brothers of the fourth layer of the Qi training period. ”

The young man nodded and said, "It's really curious that a mere outer disciple has such a cultivation! But the formations in this refining room are all arranged by the uncles, and it's not so easy to crack them." ”

"Let's just wait patiently, although this kid has the storage bag of the master, he may not have enough food!" said another man.

"This kid is not a good stubble, we don't need to touch his moldy head first!" the young man sneered: Just wait around the periphery, I don't know whose hands this storage bag will fall into.

"Yes, there are hundreds of monks here, and no matter how many treasures there are in the ancestor's storage bag, there is not enough for these distributions!" said one of them with some disappointment.

"Divide it?" the monk surnamed Ma snorted coldly, "Who is willing to spit out the meat that has been eaten in his mouth? If you get this storage bag, will you take it out and distribute it to everyone?"

If he gets it, he will not give it to others.

The monk surnamed Zhang smiled, looked into the distance, his eyes suddenly flashed with surprise, and he couldn't help but shout: "That's Senior Brother Lu, didn't he leave a long time ago, why did he come back?"

"Senior Brother Lu?" The monk's face also changed greatly.

Dozens of feet away, a man in white walked unhurriedly.

If Yang Yu saw this person, he would definitely recognize that this person was the young man on the tenth floor of the Qi training period that he saw on the second floor of the Library Pavilion that day.

"Meet Senior Brother Lu!"

"Hello Senior Brother Lu!"

Greetings, one after another.

It is enough to see the popularity of this Senior Brother Lu. It is no wonder that this person is the highest cultivator among the hundreds of cultivators, and he has a full tenth level of Qi cultivation period.

Even in the Falling Cloud Sect before the catastrophe, he was the best among the core disciples.

Now that the catastrophe has come, the high-level monks have all left, and with this person's cultivation, there is no opponent in the entire Falling Cloud Sect.

All the monks who had thoughts about the Qingyun Ancestor Storage Bag had gloomy faces.

Lu Meng's arrival means that they are not qualified to compete!

Unless they can kill Lu Meng, which is almost impossible.

"That kid named Yang Yu is right here?" Lu Meng looked around and asked in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Yulu, they are hiding inside!"

"A disciple of an outer sect also deserves to have an ancestor's storage bag!" Lu Meng snorted coldly, but he also knew very well that he couldn't break the ban on the refining room at all, so he could only wait for Yang Yu to come out by himself.

Time passed, and the door of the refining room was closed, and there was no sign of opening.

Although all the monks were disappointed because of Lu Meng's arrival, no one left, but there was a one-in-a-million chance, and no one would give up the fight for the ancestor's storage bag.

"Yang Yu, get out of here!"

"You dog minions, throw out the ancestor's storage bag!"

"Yang Yu, if we don't come out again, we will attack it!

Outside the refining room, the sound of scolding was endless.

Just then, a roar rang out.

The door to the refining room was actually opened.

A young man in a cyan robe walked out slowly, and this person was Yang Yu. Behind him were the fat little fat man and Li Rou'er.

"Is it you?" Lu Meng saw Yang Yu, and his face showed a hint of shock: "You have actually reached the fifth layer of the Qi cultivation period, which is somewhat interesting!"

When they heard this, their faces were terrified.

Among these hundreds of cultivators, except for Lu Meng, the highest cultivation level was only the fifth level of the Qi cultivation period, and there were not many of them.

These inner disciples vary in age, but the youngest is in his twenties and the oldest is sixty-seven.

They naturally knew the hardships of cultivating to the fifth level of the Qi cultivation period.

And Yang Yu, in just a few days, went from an outer disciple to a fifth-level monk in the Qi cultivation period.

Such an appalling speed is impossible to believe even if you see it with your own eyes.

This made the monks even more excited, apart from Qingyun Old Ancestor's storage bag, what other treasure could have such a terrifying effect?

There is only one thought in everyone's hearts: that is, they must take the storage bag of Qingyun Ancestor as their own.

Yang Yu's face changed slightly, according to the memory of the previous life, the monk above the fifth layer of the Qi cultivation period should have already left the Luoyun Sect, but he didn't expect that there was still a monk of the tenth layer of the Qi training period staying here.

Moreover, this person was not an ordinary tenth-layer cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, he had obtained the storage bag of Li Kaiyuan, a monk in the foundation building period, and the blood dragon sword in his hand.

"Senior Brother Yang, hand over the storage bag to me, I'll keep you safe!" Lu Meng said slowly.

Lu Meng was thoughtful, and after he got Li Kaiyuan's storage bag that day, he was amazed by the treasures in it. Therefore, he was still a little jealous of Yang Yu, who held the storage bag of Qingyun Ancestor.

Even if there was a huge gap in the cultivation of the two sides, he had also heard that Yang Yu could manipulate the flying sword to kill people in an instant, so Lu Meng didn't want to fight with Yang Yu, so it was very likely that both sides would lose, so that the low-level monks around him would take advantage.

At this time, Yang Yu's voice sounded in the sea of Qingyun Zhenren.

"Boy, this little guy's name is Lu Meng, I once instructed him, this person is greedy, you might as well give him the storage bag, he will definitely immediately find out if there are treasures in the storage bag, you can use the talisman sword to get it while he is not prepared!"

"Thank you Ancestor for your advice!" Yang Yu hurriedly replied.

Yang Yu looked around and said with a slight deep sigh: "Senior Brother Lu, I know very well that my cultivation cannot be compared with you, and fighting with you is also a dead end, but after I give you the storage bag, can you really keep me safe?"

After hearing this, Lu Meng's face showed great joy, if he could get the ancestor's storage bag without a fight, it was what he wanted to see the most, haha smiled and said: "Lu Mou has always been true to his word, and he will do what he says." Since I promised Senior Brother Yang, I will definitely do it. Just give me the storage bag!"

Yang Yu reached into his arms, and soon, a small blue bag appeared in Yang Yu's hand.

Lu Meng's eyes flashed, full of greed. However, he still forced the idea of taking the treasure in his heart immediately.

The monks around him were also full of greed. It's like a hungry wolf seeing a fat sheep, and his eyes are full of green light.

But the last thing they wanted to see happened, Yang Yu and Lu Meng actually reached an agreement.

Yang Yu showed a hint of caution on his face, and said with a slight sigh: "It's not that I don't believe Senior Brother Lu, but once I hand over the storage bag to Senior Brother Lu, I will no longer have any capital to protect myself." Once Senior Brother Lu leaves, they will kill me to vent their anger!"

"Who dare?" Lu Meng snorted coldly and said to Yang Yu: "Senior Brother Yang, don't worry, whoever dares to be unfavorable to you, I will kill him first!

In Lu Meng's heart, there was already a bit of fire, his purpose was for the storage bag, and Yang Yu's life or death had nothing to do with him.

As soon as the storage bag was in his hands, Lu Meng immediately left, although his cultivation was very high, he didn't want to face the wrath of hundreds of Qi cultivation stage cultivators.

Yang Yu looked left and right, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Lu, you have also seen it, I can't move an inch at all now, let alone go to the mountain gate, even if I get to the edge of the cliff, it's impossible!"

"Cliff?" Lu Meng's eyes flashed, the cliff not far from the refining room was indeed an excellent place, and when the storage bag was in hand, he could quickly leave with the sword.

Although this cliff is a little higher for him, as long as he takes a short rest in the middle, it shouldn't be too much of a problem.

"Get out of the way!" Lu Meng's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a bloody light shot out from the silver body of the Blood Dragon Sword, and a second-layer Qi cultivation monk not far from him pierced his chest and fell to the ground.

The faces of the other monks changed drastically, and they all avoided it from a distance.

"Senior Brother Yang, let's go to the edge of the cliff now, I'll see who dares to stop it!" Lu Meng said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Lu has worked hard, I will definitely keep my promise!" Yang Yu hurriedly said.

Because of Lu Meng's arrival, Yang Yu's process of going to the cliff was much easier.

The monks made way to the cliff for Lu Meng, Yang Yu, Little Fat Man, and Li Rou'er to pass by. But there are still many people who don't want to give up, and their eyes shine with the light of greed, and they follow closely.

Lu Meng struck again one after another, killing four or five people, which made the impulsiveness of these monks cool down a little.

............

On the cliff, Yang Yu, Little Fat Man, and Li Rouer stood together, and Lu Meng stood opposite.

The rest of the monks were more than twenty zhang away, and they did not dare to approach, for fear that Lu Meng would kill people again.

With Lu Meng's cultivation, he can only take Yang Yu alone, and it may not even be possible to take Yang Yu away, once Lu Meng leaves, they will rush up.

Maybe there's something unexpected.

"Senior Brother Yang, now you can rest assured!" Lu Meng took a deep breath, his eyes staring at Yang Yu tightly, his heart was extremely excited.

If he can get Qingyun Ancestor's storage bag, his cultivation will definitely soar to the sky, and the foundation building period is just around the corner.

"Senior Brother Lu, please take it!" Yang Yu took a few steps forward and threw the small blue bag in his hand over.

Seeing this, Lu Meng's face showed ecstasy.

He grabbed the storage bag with one hand, and immediately probed it to see what treasures were in it, and whether there were any treasures that Yang Yu had secretly hidden.

At this moment, a piercing bell suddenly rang.

Lu Meng felt a tingling pain in his ears, and his divine consciousness felt as if he had been pricked by countless needles.

Even the monks who were more than twenty feet away felt the same way, covered their ears with their hands, and groaned in pain.

"Whoosh!" a cyan light flew out and hit Lu Meng's chest.

"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and Lu Meng was knocked to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes showed a look of pain.

"Neijia!" Yang Yu looked surprised.

"According to the method of spiritual power manipulation I taught you, quick!" came the hurried voice of Qingyun Zhenren in his head.

Yang Yu didn't think too much about it, his spiritual power twisted, and the rune sword flashed a blue light, picking up the blue storage bag, as well as a storage bag on Lu Meng's waist, and galloping back.

Yang Yu took the two storage bags into his hands and waved his hand.

A one-foot-long flying boat rises in the sky.

Yang Yu and the three of them immediately jumped up, and the flying boat flew away like a sword off the string.

From Yang Yu throwing out the storage bag to jumping on the flying boat and leaving, it was only three or four breaths.

The monks who were dozens of zhang away were affected by the Soul Suppression Bell and did not react to what was happening at all.

They only saw that Lu Meng spit out a body of blood, and he couldn't afford it.

Yang Yu and the others had already disappeared into the clouds and mist, and disappeared without a trace.

"Yang Yu, I'm going to kill you!" Lu Meng's face was full of violence, his eyes were glowing red, and he was almost spurting blood. If it weren't for Li Kaiyuan's inner armor protection, I'm afraid he would have died in the hands of Yang Yu.