Do not die

"You...who are you?"

Faced with this person who suddenly broke into his cave and whose strength completely overwhelmed him, "Song Yang" showed the reaction that a normal monk should have.

Panic, panic, panic, despair...all kinds of negative emotions were completely plastered on his face.

The alchemy-forming monk, who was dressed in black, with his face and even his aura hidden under the black robe, making it difficult to see clearly, had not changed at all.

But Meng Zhou, who was controlling this Linglian clone, could feel that the man's tense state when he first came has relaxed a lot.

This is like the subconscious reaction of a hunter after facing a prey that has completely fallen into a trap and is completely harmless.

Obviously, in his inner judgment, "Song Yang" at this moment should have been classified as completely harmless.

This is normal. Even if the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, when the rabbit is completely controlled by his minions and can end his life anytime and anywhere, the lion will subconsciously relax.

These are the conclusions that Meng Zhou came to through the subtle changes in the monk's Qi in front of him. In his external performance, there was no fluctuation at all. He was still strong and indifferent, using his magic power to suppress "Song Yang".

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me all about the wise man!"

There is no doubt that this person is definitely coming with bad intentions.

This person suddenly sneaked in with strong malice.

And he himself made no secret of this.

He was extremely powerful and extremely arrogant.

This man is extremely powerful, even better than Yan Zhuang.

Yanzhuang's strength is at the peak level of the middle stage of pill formation. Taking this as a reference, this person is probably already a great monk with the seventh level of pill formation.

In the absence of Nascent Soul, the monks in the late stage of pill formation stand at the top of the power pyramid in the practice world.

With the ability of the third-level low-grade Ice Heart Blood Lotus clone, it is impossible to confront it head-on.

Meng Zhou's thoughts were racing in his mind, thinking about how to break this situation.

At the same time, Meng Zhou also felt his strong interest in the "wise man".

————Well, it’s no longer interest, but a strong desire.

While the thoughts in his heart were spinning rapidly, "Song Yang", after experiencing the initial panic, his expression gradually became clearer in pain.

"If I tell you, will you let me go?"

Before the figure in black could speak, "Song Yang" slowly shook his head and said:

"I don't know who you are, but since you appeared in such a way, you probably haven't thought about letting me continue to live, right?"

"Don't lie to me! Maybe my cultivation is not as good as yours, but I'm not stupid either!"

At this point, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a kind of madness before death, "In that case, why should I follow your wishes?"

The figure in black was silent for a moment and said slowly:

"Yes, you should be dead today, but I can let you die happily. Or maybe you really want to experience the pain of having your soul cut into pieces and extracted bit by bit before you die?"

"Song Yang" stared at him, "Soul-pulling Technique? Are you a member of the Lihen Cult?"

The figure in black paused.

"I originally thought you were from Qingxuan Sect... Well, that's not surprising.

Haha, I suddenly understood why the disaster in the Yuling Sect came so quickly and suddenly.

Are there monks like you in the Yuling Sect?

The initial conflicts in Yuling Sect, including the fall of Patriarch Morong, one of the three ancestors, were all caused by the Lihen Sect monks lurking in Yuling Sect, right? "

"Song Yang"'s eyes flashed with enlightenment.

"How can there be no conflicts and grievances within a force?

This is nothing at first, but if you, a group of people with ulterior motives, focus on these conflicts and build grudges, it would be very scary.

After all, when it comes to sowing discord and stirring up hatred among each other in this spiritual world, who can be better than you? "

"Small conflicts turn into big ones, hidden grievances turn into tit-for-tat hatred. A force that seems indestructible from the outside is likely to be dismembered and torn apart by you from the inside."

"..."

At this moment, "Song Yang" seemed to have transformed into a wise man, peeling off and revealing the core of this black-clothed monk who seemed to have revealed no information bit by bit.

The black-clothed monk, who had lost some key information because he was worried about soul searching, quickly became cold and hardened as he listened to "Song Yang's" chattering and reckless narration.

Of course he understood that this man was crazy before his death and was actively seeking death.

In this case, then do as you wish!

His eyes instantly turned cold when he looked at "Song Yang".

"shut up!"

He raised his palm and placed it directly on the head of "Song Yang" who was still chattering.

Soul-pulling technique.

His tyrannical soul power seemed to turn into indestructible steel cones in an instant. In his imagination, it could easily penetrate the consciousness sea defense of the monk in the early stage of pill formation and blast directly into his consciousness sea.

Then, his soul was scraped out in strands.

As for whether some information would be lost as a result, he no longer cared about that much.

The most important thing now is not to know something from this person's mind, but to shut him up!

But just when he thought that his full blow could easily tear through the fragile sea of ​​consciousness defense of the person in front of him, a change suddenly came that was completely beyond his expectation.

There is no sea of ​​consciousness defense line, no sea of ​​consciousness, and there is also no divine soul that he expected!

He was like a man who raised a giant hammer high above his head, and then slammed it down. The powerful blow that he expected should have smashed the target into pieces, but it hit the empty space completely.

No target, no enemy.

Caught off guard, this powerful blow almost broke his waist - well, he didn't break his waist, but his whole body fell into a kind of rigid sluggishness that even his thoughts temporarily stopped.

After several breaths, he endured the violent backlash from his soul and forced himself to wake up.

He had always maintained an indifferent and aloof expression, but now he looked like he had seen a ghost.

The aura that was originally well concealed by him also leaked out a lot.

"you……"

He seemed to want to say something, but it was too late.

He suddenly discovered that "Song Yang", who was originally suppressed by him, was hugging him tightly at this moment.

And the aura of power around "Song Yang" was more active and boiling than ever before.

This is clearly a precursor to self-destruction!

"Madman, this madman!"

How can anyone easily play with others and die together?

However, in an instant, he thought about what he had just discovered, and couldn't help but feel cold in his heart.

With no sea of ​​consciousness and no soul, is this... really a normal monk?

For a moment, he almost thought he had met a "fellow".

Because this is so similar to the distraction and soul separation of the Lihen Cult.

However, it was much more sophisticated and subtle than the distraction he knew.

However, the situation in front of him no longer allowed him to think too much.

Everything has to wait until he survives this self-destruction.

With the huge gap in strength between the two sides, he believed that as long as he could escape from the center of the self-destruction, he would be able to survive.

Thinking like this, the energy all over his body surged, and the majestic magic power in his Dantian erupted and released like the sun, regardless of the limits of his meridians and body.

He hoped to rely on the huge power gap between the two sides to force the other side away.

He also got his wish.

"Song Yang" who was hugging him tightly gradually distanced himself from him under the impact of tyrannical force.

But "Song Yang"'s anger has boiled to the extreme, and his fate of self-destruction can no longer be changed.

At this moment, his mood was extremely complicated.

He felt lucky to survive the disaster, but also had an unspeakable regret - because he had realized that the "Song Yang" in front of him was likely to be carrying a big secret that was far beyond his expectation.

And all of this will be completely interrupted with the death of the person in front of him.

This made him feel a little annoyed, something he had never thought of before this action.

"It would be nice if we were more prepared before this operation."

Just when he was staying away from "Song Yang" with complicated emotions in his heart, he also stopped the self-harming behavior in time - in order to forcefully break away from the bomb of "Song Yang", his Dantian, meridians, and body were all damaged. A huge price was paid.

Now that the two sides have distanced themselves, they must of course interrupt and stop the loss in time.

And the moment he stopped this violent mana output, his entire energy flow involuntarily stagnated.

This is inevitable. Regardless of body, mana or soul, there will be a pause after a powerful output, not to mention after such an extreme explosive performance like his.

This was also the moment when his strength and state, from soul to mana to body, all hit rock bottom.

Just when he was about to break out of this "trough" and reset his energy and spirit, the surrounding void suddenly became extremely viscous.

He was suddenly startled, and for a moment he didn't even know the reason.

Then, he saw "Song Yang" who had already distanced himself from him, quickly approaching him.

To be more precise, it should be "going in both directions."

"Song Yang" was approaching him quickly, and his body was also approaching "Song Yang" quickly and uncontrollably.

"Snapped!"

The two figures collided fiercely.

"you--"

With a look of horror on his face, he wanted to say something, but "Song Yang" in front of him gave him a gentle smile.

Then he saw a small sun blooming before his eyes and in his arms.

But at this moment, his body, mana, and soul were all tortured. He was at the lowest point. He had no time to organize any effective response before he completely destroyed the self-destruction of the pill-forming monk. Eat it in.

"Boom - boom - boom -"

Along with a ray of white light, a sound like thunder falling from the sky exploded in the core inner city area of ​​​​Mikawahara.

The impact wind set off by the explosion swept across the core inner city area, and the city defense arrays in the consecutive inner city areas were touched. Waves of powerful aura ripples spread to the outer city area and even beyond.

Such a change not only alarmed all the fake elixirs and even the elixir-forming monks in the core inner city.

The monks gathered in the four outer city areas of the southeast, northwest, and swarms were like swarms of bees and ants that had been blasted out. They flew into the air one by one, preparing to run away anytime and anywhere, while nervously watching the ripples and turmoil. city ​​defense array.

In the core inner city protected by the city defense formation, the fake elixir and elixir-forming monks had already flown out of their respective caves and looked at the source of the explosion from a distance, showing stunned expressions.

In the direction they were looking at, which was also the source of the explosion, a huge pit was revealed in front of everyone.

"This... this should be the cave of fellow Taoist Song Yang, right?!"

Cave?

Now there is no trace of a cave here!

…

"It seems good to take 'Song Yang' offline at this time."

When all the monks in the Sanchuan Plain were attracted by the devastating explosion that occurred in the "Song Yang" cave, Meng Zhou had quietly returned from the Aurora Cave.

Because considering that this incident would attract a lot of attention, he did not return with Bai Zhi.

However, he certainly would not leave Bai Zhi alone in the Aurora Cave.

At this moment, Bai Zhi was sleeping peacefully in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After quietly returning to the Sanchuan Plain, the first thing Meng Zhou did was to quietly put away the soul clone that had gone deep underground.

Yes, it was only the third-level low-grade spiritual body of Bingxin Blood Lotus that died together with the late-stage pill-forming great monk.

The divine soul clone quietly detached from the Ice Heart Blood Lotus body just before the self-destruction occurred, and sank deeply into the ground.

With various ingenious opportunities, he not only used a third-level low-grade spiritual lotus body to take away a late-stage pill-forming monk, but also created an opportunity for Meng Zhou to reasonably take "Song Yang" offline. .

One of the biggest drawbacks of the spirit lotus body is that its body is a spirit lotus, not a real flesh and blood body.

To completely erase its traces, nothing is more convenient and effective than self-destruction.

After quietly pocketing the soul clone, Meng Zhou did not do anything more. Like other pill-forming monks, he silently returned to the cave after a careful exploration.

…

One spaceship after another broke through the strong wind layer over the Sanchuan Plain and landed over the core inner city area.

Soon, these spaceships were hovering in the void around Song Yang Cave Mansion.

The monks of the Law Enforcement Hall jumped out of the spaceship one by one. The one in the middle was Xuan Xuan, the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall, and the other female cultivator following her was none other than Ding Ning.

Some people were carefully surveying the scene, while others gathered together all the monks practicing in the core inner city area, including Meng Zhou, President Pan, and others, to question and understand the whole story.

Soon, all the information was gathered here.

"I'm calling for backup again."

Xuan Jue complained to Ding Ning and other senior officials of the Law Enforcement Hall:

"It seems that we really have to make some suggestions to the sect. Without the Talisman Palace, we really can't accomplish much by relying on our Law Enforcement Hall alone." (End of Chapter)