Immediately afterwards, Meng Yang patted the storage bag with his hand again, and the gust of wind and thunder were blowing.

More than a dozen innate-level magic weapons were inserted around the flying sword at strange angles.

The spiritual consciousness attached to it, and when they were connected, they saw a large white thin net covering an area of ​​100 meters. Suddenly, a huge transparent light curtain bulged, surrounding Meng Yang in the center.

Meng Yang was still a little worried after thinking about it secretly.

He also used thousands of spiritual consciousnesses to arrange dozens of hidden auras and gathered spiritual energy into the formation.

I calculated a little secretly, but I still felt that it was not enough.

He used the death and cold energy to condense the heart-snatch the blade, and then arranged nearly a hundred formations one after another, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked serious and calculated a little carefully. He narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, he slapped the earth with a sudden slap.

With the roar of roar, a black coffin immediately broke out of the ground.

Under Meng Yang's mind, a dry hand surrounded by corpse energy poked out from the coffin, opened the lid of the coffin, and stepped out.

As the bloody eyes filled with ruthless and coldness opened, a terrifying sensation immediately spread across the sky.

Looking at the evil puppet summoned by him, he glanced indifferently and said in a deep voice.

"I want to go into seclusion and melt my flesh and blood. During this period, there will definitely be demons coming to harass me."

"You only remember three words if you dare to invade! Kill, no mercy..."

The evil puppet's bloody eyes flashed, and the corpse energy on his body was once again rich.

Without saying a word, Meng Yang immediately walked to the center of the formation and breathed cross-legged.

After calming down and dispelling fatigue, immediately take out all the materials for the blood beads from the storage bag.

The more than 100 forbidden formations arranged are enough to resist the harassment of the initial martial arts stage.

Even Gong Wuqi was enough to resist the trap for half a day under the bombardment of life.

If you force yourself to break through, you will even have your life worries.

As for the Juwu Realm, if nothing unexpected happens, it is not a problem to resist for three quarters of an hour.

This is also the strongest ban Meng Yang has been able to exert so far.

After pondering for a while, Meng Yang returned to his best condition.

He turned his head and looked at the evil puppet who was guarding the ban, and was not hesitating.

When he withdrew his gaze, he opened his mouth and spit out a blood bead made of blood clots.

After the blood beads rose up with raging blue flames, they went straight to three feet above Meng Yang's head to bake the golden bones all over his body.

"The golden yang is born, and the empty room produces light. The true meaning is revealed to the true knowledge, and the body and mind are suddenly calm."

He was muttering something and immediately breathed cross-legged, and it took two days to sit.

The moment the blood beads rotated, a sudden burst of sizzling sounds and many white clouds emerged.

The rainbow light surged out from it, and Meng Yang was like wearing a bloody clothes.

The hot flames attached to it gradually fell off the blood beads like molting.

Meng Yang's eyes flashed slightly, extinguishing the flames transformed by spiritual power, staring at all this without turning around.

The blood beads that were red in the size of the fist, shaking away the substance that turned black due to the lack of spiritual power and continued to burn due to the continuous burning of the flames of the body. This black substance as rock was the debris secreted during the process of Meng Yang's blood and flesh gathering.

Until all the rocks solidified with black impurities fell off, a golden blood bead as big as a pearl appeared in Meng Yang's eyes. At the same time, a strong elixir that soared into the sky suddenly rushed away in all directions.

Meng Yang was shocked and was about to reach out and grab the blood bead and swallow it.

Unexpectedly, the blood bead suddenly trembled all over before Meng Yang stretched out his hand.

Directly penetrate the forbidden formation arranged by Meng Yang and flew to the distance.

"I want to run..." Meng Yang snorted coldly, and when his spiritual consciousness overflowed, he opened his mouth and swallowed.

The blood bead that had already flown a hundred meters was tied with a rope on his body. As Meng Yang opened his mouth and sucked it back.

Before refining the blood beads, Meng Yang learned that when the blood beads become elixirs, they will be out of control by the elixirs because of the strong spiritual power contained in the elixir, and will be aimlessly gone, unless the spiritual power is evaporated, it will fall to the ground.

Meng Yang knew all this early, so when refining blood beads, he used his own essence and blood as the elixir to prevent the blood beads from being condensed successfully, and it can be controlled instantly. This is also a common method used by many monks who refine precious elixirs.

As the blood beads were swallowed by Meng Yang, the hot waves of air suddenly spread out from his mouth.

The pill entered the abdomen, and a strong burning pain of fire also swept across the body with the violent spiritual power of the blood beads.

Gold is a strong and permanent object, and elixir is a perfect and pure object without any damage.

The two are combined, mature through fire, recast the blood skin, and merge the flesh and blood. This is the re-fusion.

Pressing down the layers of ripples in his heart, Meng Yang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to develop flesh and blood.

Not long after Meng Yang closed his eyes, two palace martial arts cultivation levels emerged from the north.

They stepped on magic weapons, dragged the escape light, jumped over the thick fog, and stared at the top of the mountain where Meng Yang was.

"I said why did there be a breath in my spiritual consciousness just now that it was a human cultivator..."

An old man with dark skin on an iron gourd, wearing a green robe, suddenly showed surprise on his face.

After taking a look, he turned his gaze to the young demon man who was thin and smiling strangely beside him.

After pondering for a while, the old man snorted coldly, "Yuzhou, let's first say that this person's storage bag will definitely have many treasures. Others don't care. I want his body and the evil puppet who is in the formation ban. How about the first martial arts perfect cultivation level?"

The thin young man glanced at the old man indifferently and said in a deep voice: "You are so good at calculating, and you have taken over the good ones, but yours may be disappointed..."

Speaking of this, the young demon man named Yuzhou looked at him and signaled the old man to look south.

"The people from the Jiuxing Gang are actually here too..."

"It's not just the Nine Star Gang..." Ma Dong narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly with disdain.

"The Tianlang Gang, the Fierce Ming Gang, and even the guardians of the Blood Yang Gang have come. It is probably not easy to get a share of the pie..."

"I was still thinking that it was the bold little man who dared to scatter his essence and blood here. From this perspective, he was actually a human monk."

"I haven't seen a human monk in Yinmei Valley for many years, so I'll want his essence and blood. Everyone has no objection..."

A middle-aged man with his hands behind his back and his feet on the silver black wheel, laughed loudly and looked at the people gathered around him.

And just as the person finished speaking, an old man behind him with a silly smile and a cold-eyed look on his face, said in a cold voice.

"I want the three-foot single sword on this person..."

"What's the hurry? Since this person can use innate level magic weapons to arrange formations, it can be seen that he is very valuable. Although it will take a lot of time to break through, these magic weapons as array eyes are probably not one in ten. Lao Man thinks that it's better to wait for this person to re-melt the flesh and blood to wake up, and we are joining forces to kill them. As for the last treasure, how can each rely on their ability?"

"No need to break into the formation, this is the best..."

"Waiting for the rabbit, as I wish..."

"Since the Blood Yang Gang protectors have said that, what can I do if I let him live longer..."

Just as everyone was sneering and disdainful, but they were smiling and clasped their fists sincerely, a extremely cold sound that made them cold and fell into the ice cellar suddenly rang between heaven and earth. The murderous intent mixed in the sound made everyone's hearts jump at the same time.

Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his ruthless eyes.

At the same time, a powerful cultivation level in the late stage of Gong Wu turned into huge waves of rivers and rushed to all directions.

The mountain peak was trembling, the sky and the earth were trembling, and the thick fog was pushed away. Meng Yang raised his dancing black hair and looked at the people who were stagnant in the sky.

Just this glance, the fear of facing natural enemies from the soul caused all the demons to shrink their pupils and their faces changed drastically.

When an ordinary monk breaks through Gong Wu, he condenses the spirit and transforms into three parts. He transforms spiritual power, which means dividing spiritual power into three parts.

Meng Yang’s third transformation is death energy, cold energy and spiritual power. From the beginning of breaking through to the palace martial arts stage, the power and breath contained in the three energy fusion have already made Meng Yang stand at an absolute advantage.

This is the advantage of the three magical powers of the Nine Xuan True Masters, and it is also the difference between Meng Yang and ordinary palace martial arts.

If there is only one Gong Wu who is condensed in the body of an ordinary Gong Wu cultivator, then there are two Gong Wu who is condensed in Meng Yang's body at this moment, and the third one, with the murderous aura as the third Xuantian practice, is slowly awakening and becoming stronger.

With a cold face and a head of black hair, he stood there like a piece of ice that would last for thousands of years.

Even the thick fog around retreated because of the increasingly murderous intent in Meng Yang's eyes.

Everyone, looking at the indifference and ruthlessness in Meng Yang's eyes, had stormy waves in their hearts. Because of the powerful spiritual power fluctuations that emerged from Meng Yang's body, the shattered mountains, rocks and earth exploded like thunder.

In just such a moment, Meng Yang's body changed drastically.

The gray fog filled with the sea of ​​mind and consciousness was instantly dispelled by the golden light.

The heat flow rolling in the body made Meng Yang's body crackle loudly every time he passed.

After stepping out, the heaven and earth changed color, and the flesh and blood on Meng Yang's body began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The moment the evil puppet was put away by Meng Yang, it was arranged around it, as a magic weapon for the existence of the array eye, and it collapsed at the same time.

The treasure energy that emerged from the magic weapon rushed towards Mengyang's waist with five different colors of torrents.

Because there is an existence that summons them, and this existence is the embroidered spring sword.

The soul-level embroidered spring sword is the master and the existence of supreme will in front of all innate magic weapons.

It is the tiger rushing into the flock of sheep, a hungry tiger.

After absorbing the energy in all innate magic weapons, the weight of the embroidered spring sword increased to 500 kilograms instantly.

And for Meng Yang now, these five hundred pounds are no longer as relieved.

Just as their expressions were gloomy and hesitant and were still in shock, Meng Yang suddenly looked at a young demon man in the early stage of Gongwu.

And this glance immediately made the spiritual power in the early stage of the young demon barbarian in the palace martial arts almost unable to control it and collapsed and disintegrated.

This feeling of oppression that seemed to face the existence of Juwu Realm made the youth's expression change drastically.

My heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and my eyes showed unprecedented horror.

He already understood that the young man with a cold knife in front of him was not a lamb to be slaughtered at all.

Instead, the ancient giant beast that wants to devour them...
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