While joking, the two rushed back to the convoy. After gathering together, they were even more ready to set off.

Suddenly, a loud, sharp roar and long burst sounded from the sky several miles southeast. When everyone looked in the sound, they saw that the sky was rendered like a sea of ​​fire by a cluster of gorgeous red fireworks, boiling and almost melting the clouds in the sky.

Meng Zhao, who was boarding the carriage and preparing to practice great things, was interrupted by this unexpected scene, his face moved, and he looked at the fireworks soaring over there, and fell into deep thought.

However, Zhou Hu, who was beside him, moved his expression, stepped forward and clasped his fists, and whispered to Meng Zhao,

"Young Master, this is the thunderbolt bomb we used to contact Yao Shun. The purple light in the fireworks cannot be faked.

Could it be that he knew that the young master was nearby and had made progress again, so he reported the news to the young master?"

Yao Shun is the direct disciple of Qian Jiao of the Demon Lord Palace. Because he was tricked by Lu Haochun, the dead ghost, and was eventually captured by Meng Zhao and others, and brought back to the Meng family torture and tamed him like an eagle.

When he was completely taken into his palm by Meng Zhao and did not dare to betray him, Meng Zhao put him back to Qian Jiao, preparing to bury a chess piece and an extra eyeliner, and at the same time let him test Qian Jiao.

However, I didn't expect that after such a short time, Yao Shun was so hurrying to contact them. What's even more surprising is that Yao Shun seemed to have grasped their whereabouts.

Although the thunderbolt is extremely useful, it can shine in a height of 500 feet within a radius of ten miles. However, this also requires that each other's orientation be accurate to within ten miles.

So, how did Yao Shun know that he was nearby? Could it be that he was following him all the time? Or maybe there is another reason.

Meng Zhao was meticulous. Although he was confident that he had already grasped Yao Shun and let him flatten him, he would not be particularly careless. He thought that Qian Jiao was famous, but he was just an old thing who was about to die and had a stiff and corrupt head!

Soon, Meng Zhao made a decision and walked off the carriage again, called all the masters under his command, the person in charge, and ordered,

"I have an urgent matter to do. Later, the four of you, Muqing, Cang Shuyun, Tiehammer and Pihua, will go out with me. Zhou Hu, Cao Zhan, you two help Ale continue to lead people forward, and you don't have to wait for us.

Remember, everything is normal, when you encounter danger, you should protect yourself and meet at the Heixia Ferry at the latest, and there must be no mistakes."

Lu Le's lips moved. He wanted to follow Meng Zhao, but he thought that his strength was not enough. If there was a real opponent, he would become a burden and could only nod and respond. Of course, Cao Zhan and Zhou Hu would not have any objection.

No matter how the rest of the innate thoughts in their hearts, they all obey Meng Zhao's words, deeds and orders on the surface.

Therefore, Meng Zhao and Liang Muqiu performed their light skills, and did not ride a carriage, so they rushed towards the place where the thunder bullets were released. The speed was extremely fast, no slower than the body of Yuhua Shen crossing the void, and the consumption was even smaller.

In less than half a cup of tea, the five people came to a remote valley entrance.

At both ends of the valley entrance, there are broad and straight gray-white rock walls, extending all the way, hundreds of feet high. On the rock walls, green vines grow, lush and green. From time to time, birds circling above them, making waves of chirping.

At the edge of the valley, there are also flowers, green grass, and hard stones are polished and broken into pieces, paving into a winding path, slowly extending to the depths of the valley. Even though the bright and clear sky is bright, it creates a strange atmosphere leading to the gates of hell in this unique environment.

In the direction of the rock wall vertically above, there are still remaining red fireworks burning slowly, like an everlasting lamp that never fades across the sky.

A wisp of hot and strong pungent smell is difficult to drain all even if the strong wind blows at the entrance of the valley.

Meng Zhao slowly fell from the sky. Seeing this scene, he felt more confident. The one who released the thunderbolt was probably not Yao Shun who he had surrendered before. However, he had four innate followers around him and had a certain amount of life-saving capital. He was not afraid of the possible crisis in the valley.

"Go in and see who is pretending to be a ghost."

After saying that, Meng Zhao took the lead and strideed along the gravel path. Liang Muqiu and Cang Shuyun behind him were only half a step behind. The Big Hammer and the Flower Picking Taoist were half a step behind, so as to ensure that if they encounter a sneak attack and assassination, they would ensure that Meng Zhao's safety is not threatened.

The steps were very fast without hesitation. Soon, Meng Zhao saw two people who had been waiting for a while at a corner of the path.

They were wearing uniform navy blue robes, with a bun of Hunyuan hair on their heads, and long beards on their foreheads floated down. They were dressed as Taoist priests. Although they looked pretty, there was a vicious aura on their foreheads, which was obviously not a good person.

One of them was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and it seemed to be different from Meng Zhao. When he saw them, he smiled coldly, especially when he looked at Meng Zhao, who was living in the center of everyone, he pulled out the sword hanging from his waist with a clang.

"I think the one who dares to plot against Master is a great person. It turns out that he is just a novice. I will teach you some lessons, so as not to see Master later and blame us for letting you in so easily."

After the words came, the sword in the young man's hand had divided into several brilliant sword lights, slashing at Meng Zhao's face and chest very fiercely. The sword technique was pretty good. It was a top-notch. The sword force was fierce and vicious. Even if it was acquired masters, they could not resist it and had some arrogant capital.

Of course, he also kept his hands a little, so he would not hurt Meng Zhao's life, but it was inevitable that he would be seriously injured by disfigurement.

It can be seen that this guy is so cruel and domineering, and he should have done a lot of similar things.

The other person wanted to say something, but when he saw that his companion had already made a move, he could only suppress it.

Meng Zhao was furious. Although he was not innate innate, he had very high eyesight. When he saw the two of them, he could see that they were not innate innate and were just acquired martial artists. He dared to be so arrogant and domineering. He attacked him when he came up and disfigured him. Do he think he was a powerful character?

Whether you become arrogant or not sometimes you not only look at yourself, but also your opponent's quality.

He didn't need the four innate actions beside him, but he directly pinched his fist marks and burst out with a red hot air. With his pure and vast internal cultivation, he smashed the sword body hard between the gaps of the sword light.

Although the refined sword is also the best among all the ordinary grades, it cannot resist the powerful aura of the Red Dragon King, and immediately split into pieces and shot in all directions.

Meng Zhao pulled his backhand, and the invisible lines in his palm expanded outward in a loophole. A huge force of absorbing directly grabbed the young man who could not move in his hands by the backlash of the red dragon force.

In his fair, slender, and powerful hand, he held the man's throat and lifted him up half a foot high under the force, lifting him up with one arm, like a chicken.
Chapter completed!