In an instant, a huge force filled Meng Yang's entire body.

In his eyes, Meng Yang, who was lying in the ruins and wearing an embroidered spring sword, stood up like that.

The endless vast and powerful abilities continued to pour into his body, making him unable to help but whistle to the sky.

This time, he gave people the feeling that he was not the indifference that kept people from thousands of miles away, nor the vibrant and newborn calf.

Instead, he accumulates his strength and becomes rich and domineering, and has an unquestionable majesty emperor, as if he has arrived in the divine residence to control all things.

"Stand up again! Why is the true martial aura on your body stronger than before..."

"How many secrets are there in this child? And what kind of inherited magical powers are there now?"

"First kill the representatives of various sects and countries, then kill the fetus. Now, when fighting with Yongwu with power, we will be able to make some efforts!"

This scene also made Yong Wu's eyes tremble in the distance, and a strong ominous premonition flashed in his heart.

If Meng Yang's Zhenwu aura gave him the feeling that he was strong on the outside but fucked on the inside, then Meng Yang was just standing there, and now a picture flashed through his mind, a scene of black clouds pressing against the top, and a scene of thunder in the hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers trembling.

The black clouds are giant dragons crossing the river, thousands of murderous troops, and even more stormy waves that are enchanting.

This huge and surging feeling is even more arrogant than the old antiques of the Human Alliance he has seen.

"How could it be, how could this happen..." Yong Wu showed fear on his face, and a huge amount of uneasiness and incredible panic appeared in his heart.

And the bloody hand of the sky, which had already been pressed against Mount Tai, also slapped Meng Yang who suddenly looked up at this moment.

However, no one expected that Meng Yang, who should have died, simply waved his hand, and the bloody hand of the sky that descended was swallowed up by a cracked void mouth like time and space, leaving no ripples.

Such an understatement was like a sparse and ordinary terrifying method, which scared all Zhenwu's faces changed drastically.

"This is the Tao, this is the power of rules inherited by Detian, and it is the dream of all the powerful masters of the Zhenwu peak masters. Meng Yang of Qianyuan Sect can have such supernatural powers. How did he obtain it, or were they those old guys?"

"No, it's impossible. Although those old guys have also been inherited by God and have understood the power of the rules, they are definitely not as powerful. Mengyang of Qianyuan Sect must die, must die! If you don't die today, I will be severed in the future."

Damn, Rao Tianhuang is so strong?

Meng Yang, who was entrenched in his mind and breathed and recovered, was also stunned by Rao Tianhuang's method of creating the world.

A pair of huge eagle eyes burst out with a shocking light at this moment.

"Boy, the road is still long, and the realm of Zhenwu has just begun."

"The means I can use now are less than one percent as I was in my heyday. But with me, you can rest assured..."

"Gulu..." Meng Yang drowned, and his eyes were filled with strange light and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"I originally thought that wealth is my thigh, but today I understand. Rao Tianhuang is my real thigh..."

"The tenth level of the True Fire Decision, Jade Emperor Zhikun flashes..."

At this moment, Yong Wuli shouted, and for some reason, his whole face was twisted together.

The jealousy and murderous aura in the eyes are simply mixed with all the complex emotions in the world.

As soon as the Jade Emperor and Jade Emperor flashed, the sky was filled with lightning and lightning, and the wind was howling.

In the rolling thunder, there seemed to be a messenger from the sky about to break through the sky and give the end of the world to destroy the world.

The earth, which was shaking in the mountains, was even more violent than Meng Yang's storm.

"This is Yongwu's true fire Jade Emperor's aura..."

Deep in a hundred feet of water in a palace, a middle-aged man with red hair and red shoulders was sitting cross-legged.

When he opened his beautiful eyes that could not be covered by the lake, the pattern of the dragon head tattooed on his arms and shoulders also seemed to be alive at this moment, opening the huge wind that changed color and penetrated the long rainbow.

"Interesting, I actually felt a dangerous smell in this junior. It's good, very good..."

On the other hand, the old man without eyebrows, who was floating white hair, lying on a branch of a mountain, drinking wine, had already traveled thousands of miles. When he saw Meng Yang wearing a flying fish suit, he was about to look at the surging momentum in Meng Yang's body, he was pulled back by a stronger Taoist force.

I read that right, it wasn't blocking it, but it was pulled back.

It's like facing a naughty naughty kid who is neither big nor young, and the elders are teaching a lesson.

This not only did not arouse the old man without eyebrows, but instead made him feel that the wine he was drinking was even more refreshing and mellow at this moment.

"It's been a long time since no one has given me this feeling. I didn't expect to feel it in a junior."

"Hehehe, the red-haired ghost, the nigger is not here. I will not discuss this with you. I will protect this junior."

The red-haired middle-aged man, sitting cross-legged in the deep pool water, raised his mouth and was not talking.

However, the eyes on his face and the dragon-shaped eyes on his shoulders were always looking at the West, everything that happened in the Hujiaguan City.

"Who asked him to run in? Hurry up, stop him..."

Just when the six masters of Zhenwu were frightened by the momentum that burst out from Meng Yang, a red figure broke through the defensive restrictions they set and rushed towards Meng Yang, who was about to suffer a destructive attack.

This person is nothing else, but Fu Tianzhuo, Fu Tianzhuo with a desperate look on his face.

The relatives and friends he regarded as his own, have died one after another since he came to Guman Old Land, leaving only him alone. Those who have never experienced this will not understand. If it weren't for the spiritual consciousness left in Mengyang's jade slip, he wouldn't have persisted until now.

No matter how powerful Meng Yang shows his potential and strength, whether his personality has changed drastically, is not recognizing him as a brother, for Fu Tianzhuo, Meng Yang is still the same Meng Yang, and the one who had been talking nonsense with him before he rose.

At this moment, no matter what the outcome was, he had to tell Meng Yang what he knew.

If Meng Yang died, the Qianyuan Sect in the current situation was no longer the Qianyuan Sect that was originally. It would be better to die in battle than to survive.

If Meng Yang survives, Fu Tianzhuo vows to follow him and become Meng Yang's left and right hands waving his arms and shouting.

"Mengyang, Mengyang..." Fu Tianzhuo, who had a desperate face, was imprisoned in place by the six masters of Zhenwu.

After closing the six consciousnesses, Meng Yang, who was cross-legged in his mind, naturally could not hear the shouting of excitement.

But he couldn't hear it, but Rao Tianhuang heard it.

His spiritual consciousness spread and the power of rules enveloped him, breaking the shackles of the six real martial arts on the spot.

As his thoughts moved slightly, Rao Tianhuang's will suddenly turn into a big hand, and he grabbed Fu Tianzhuo in front of him like a chicken.

"Mengyang, you are back in Mengyang, your sister was captured by the sanmeng."

"They said that your sister is a rare mysterious body, and staying in the Lin family was a pearl covering the dust. In order to protect your sister Zhou Quan, the Lin family and Qianyuan Sect were seriously injured by the Sanmeng. The head of the Lin family, Lin Anbo, was even removed from their legs by them, and now they can only swell into a wheelchair."

"What?" Meng Yang heard this, his head buzzed and burst out with thousands of heavy thunder.

A boiler that was about to explode caused his body to roar in anger.

The sound was low like a collapsed dam, and it rushed into all his heart unstoppable.

"Rao Tianhuang, kill him, kill him, kill him for me, I want him to die. If all the people who captured my sister in the Sanmeng die, I want them to die..." Meng Yang was like crazy, roaring in his mind, and his whole face burst into pieces.

The cold words that seemed to come from the deep valley made Rao Tianhuang control his body appear in a terrible red flame.

Rao Tianhuang didn't speak, or he didn't need to speak at all, because Zhenwu was like an ant in his eyes.

Not to mention compassion, even the emotions are not at all turbulent.

When he raised his head again and glanced at the squirming sky with disdain, he then turned his eyes to the laughing Yong Wu.

As soon as the word "destroy" sound fell, Rao Tianhuang's pupils suddenly shrank.

The moment waves of light spread out from their eyes, Yongwu, a thousand meters away, screamed and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the internal organs and internal organs were also released and were pierced by countless spears, shattering into countless pieces.

All this happened very quickly. When all the people with different expressions were attracted by the strange phenomena in the sky, they all guessed how powerful the Zhenwu Master, who had been famous for a long time and was the great elder of the San Alliance, the strange phenomena suddenly collapsed.

The earth was shaking and the earth returned to calm, and the mountain clouds were pressing down on the mountain with lightning and thunder.

Even the terrible sense of oppression that caught everyone's throats and made it difficult for them to speak was gone.

"Puff..." Another mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat spurted out from Yongwu's mouth.

Widths of blood cave and blood smoke rose up on his eyebrows, chest, shoulders, hands and arms.

“Ahhhh, no, no…”

"Bang..." He screamed and his body suddenly burst.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the whole guard's family was so terrible and strange.

Only the blooming blood flower is announcing to everyone that a powerful Zhenwu master fell in their eyes.

Until the word "soul conjuring" was spit out, until the evil-faced struggled soul floated out of the blood mist and rushed to the blood moon space that reappeared behind Meng Yang, everyone's heart suddenly stagnated at this moment.

"Zhen Wu, he was actually dead..."

"The legendary master actually fell in front of me."

"Yong Wu, the eldest elder of the San Alliance, was actually detonated by Meng Yang's eyes, and he didn't even react?"

"How strong is he?"

The six other Zhenwu masters, looking at Yongwu's disappearing breath and the Yongwu jade slip that cracked in the storage ring, stared at the horrifying scene with numbness, and their minds were even blank.

Especially when another powerful voice appeared in their minds, their pupils could not stop contracting.

"Scattered alliance, teleport..."

He grabbed Fu Tianzhuo who was also stunned, and Rao Tianhuang recited silently, and his figure disappeared from the spot immediately.

When he appeared, a wailing sound of the Sanmeng Sect City suddenly blew an unstoppable bloody storm.

The twelve great Zhenwus and six people about robbing Sisi fell on the spot.

Hundreds of heavenly fetal monks who participated in this matter became new dead souls in the deceased souls without exception.

Ironically, the Sanjiao Zong is like the one who used to harm Qianyuan Sect. Without a single Zhenwu of his sect, he stood up to take charge of the overall situation. Even the seven Zhenwu Sect cities that were still alive in the Sanjiao Zong City were as if they had disappeared, and did not appear in this battlefield that could be called a massacre from beginning to end.

Standing in the ruins of the San Alliance Sect Hall that had been infected by red and collapsed, all the San Alliance disciples were frightened and trembled all over.

The back of a little girl wearing a flying fish suit and holding an embroidered spring knife in her hand was so terrible, so unattainable, so daunting, and the hairs stood up.

The three-step Yama is not only the body technique that Meng Yang practices, but also a terrifying name that he cannot bear from now on.
Chapter completed!