"Shut up!" The young cultivator in the Demon God Valley shouted. Although the voice was not loud, it surprised those fellow disciples who criticized him. After all, his strength was there, and it was very powerful.

The young cultivator's eyes flashed across the faces of every fellow disciple who had scolded him, as if he wanted to remember their appearance, so he was about to turn his head. However, his action shocked his fellow disciples, and a sudden fear hit their hearts, afraid that he would really settle the score with them. However, his impetuous mentality soon made them angry, and they simply gave up and scolded even more ugly words.

The young cultivator suddenly stopped turning his head, and suddenly a fierce look emanated from his eyes, and cursed coldly: "Looking for death!" Before he finished speaking, he opened his mouth, and then his mouth began to grow rapidly. With a sudden suck, he actually sucked all the cultivators in the Demon God Valley who were on the infinite wall.

While turning around, he kept chewing and making a creaking sound from his mouth. Coupled with the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, a vicious aura emanates from his entire body. This vicious aura is so powerful that even Meng Xiang can feel it rushing towards him just by looking at the mirror of the water mirror.

Seeing this situation, those immortal cultivators in the Demon God Valley who were rescued by him from being castrated were pale and unlucky, their whole body was like sieve, and their legs were even soft like noodles, as if they could not even stand firmly.

"Waste!" It seemed that after eating his fellow disciples, the nature of the young immortal cultivator was finally revealed. Looking at the ugly appearance of those fellow disciples without any inch, a strong disgust appeared in his eyes, as if he saw a pile of shit, and then waved his hand. A strange wave flew directly towards them.

The fluctuation was extremely fast, which made the cultivators in the Demon God Valley pass by without even being able to dodge. Then their bodies undergo terrifying changes, and they all quickly expanded, as if they were blown up. In the blink of an eye, they were no longer human-like. Then they exploded. Soon, those cultivators could not say a word begging for mercy.

Seeing that the immortal cultivators in the Demon God Valley died so miserably, the immortal cultivators who climbed to the Immortal Pavilion seemed to be a little scared. The sword they turned into quietly retreated back for a constant distance, which opened a long distance between them and the young immortal cultivators.

"Are you scared?" A cruel smile appeared on the face of the young cultivator. "It's too late. Today I want you to die in a miserable way. I want to eat your flesh and drink your blood. I want you to die without a complete corpse and never be reborn! Haha..." The sound was like a night owl. It made the listener creepy.

Looking at the young cultivator with a drastic change, Meng Xiang frowned slightly. He faintly felt something was wrong on him. It was not because his performance was too huge. It was because he gave him a different feeling, and it felt as if he had become another person.

"Your Excellency, I'm so angry. Just by this kind of childish trick, I want to scare us. You have no brain problems?" The old man with white beard was not moved at all by the threat of the young cultivator. Instead, he retorted, which made Meng Xiang's heart move, and his view of him changed again.

There must be a reason why the old man with white beard dared to ignore young immortals so much. The biggest possibility is that he is not afraid of him at all, and his reliance is that his strength should be stronger than him, at least not weaker than him, and being able to do something is definitely not something that his current strength can do.

Although the way young immortal cultivators show their strength is strange, by eating and killing their fellow disciples, Meng Xiang has to admit that to do this, they definitely need strong strength, otherwise they will definitely not be able to do so easily.

After looking at the young cultivator and the cultivator of the Immortal Pavilion who did not separate from the fusion state, Meng Xiang felt a little excited. His intuition told him that the real good show was about to begin, and even if it was placed in the entire spiritual world, if you want to see such a good show, it would probably depend on luck. It is definitely something that can be encountered without asking for.

"I'm so arrogant!" The young immortal cultivator sneered, then raised his right fist in an instant. In an instant, a huge amount of heaven and earth power blessed his fist, and the speed was completely faster than everyone Meng Xiang had seen.

Huh! The young cultivator's fist was blown out, but his fist quickly grew in the process and instantly became the size of a hill, crushing the sword transformed from the immortal cultivator in the Immortal Pavilion. However, what seemed a little strange was that the distance between him and the sword was obviously far, more than a thousand times the length of his arm, but for some reason his fists were about to hit the sword, and his arm was not yet fully extended.

Faced with the attack of the young cultivator when crushed by the young cultivator, the cultivator climbed the Immortal Pavilion was not showing any weakness. The light was so bright that it increased tenfold at once. He stabbed his fist hard. A piece of crystal light that exceeded ten feet was poked out from the tip of the sword, flashing with a cold light that was eye-catching.

The young immortal cultivator did not dare to neglect it. A layer of black gas suddenly appeared on his fist, protecting his fist like a fist glove. The black gas had extremely powerful power. As soon as it appeared, it left a mark on the space barrier. The situation was like a red soldering iron pressing on the butter, and a big hole suddenly turned into.

Ding! The tip of the sword and the fist collided with each other, making a sound of metal clashing, but they did not separate immediately, as if they were glued together. I don’t know how long it took, but in fact it was only a short period of time. In less than a thousandth of a second, the fist and sword separated, and the young cultivator and the sword also retreated backwards thousands of feet away. Many cracks appeared at the intersection of the fist and sword, which extended radially in the center, and the farthest one even reached the front of the two sides of the war.

Through the water mirror, Meng Xiang saw clearly that the cracks distributed on the spatial barriers were very deep, and some of them had even penetrated the spatial barriers. It was just that the spatial barriers at the battlefield were relatively special that there was no collapse.

After a confrontation, both sides seemed to have figured out each other's strength. They no longer retained it and launched rounds of attacks, and the intensity of the attack was much higher than the first confrontation. The powerful energy fluctuations escaping from them even affected the water mirror that Meng Xiang made. There were layers of ripples on the mirror, just like the wind blew across the water surface.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed, but the battle continued. Through this period of observation, Meng Xiang could already confirm that the strength of both sides was very strong, not even worse than the immortal cultivator he had encountered. However, the range of their battles was not large, and it was even no longer affected by thousands of miles away.

Meng Xiang nodded while watching, but his expression became more and more serious. Because as time went by, the strength shown by both sides became stronger and stronger, and there was no pause in the growth of strength, which made him unable to figure out where their limit was.

In addition to his incalculable strength, Meng Xia'an also discovered a situation. Whether it is a young immortal cultivator or the sword transformed from ten immortal cultivators, they can continuously and directly absorb the power of heaven and earth in large quantities, which is a real absorption, rather than blessing on their bodies. This is obviously not good news for Meng Xiang.

It is obviously contrary to common sense to be able to absorb the power of heaven and earth in such a large amount. You should know that even the power of heaven and earth is the top existence in the spiritual world - cultivators with their cultivation level with great perfection of immortal bodies cannot do this, but once someone can do this, the level of strength of that person is no longer measured, because the amount of power of heaven and earth absorbed will directly affect the strength of their strength.

The battle continued, and gradually a strange look appeared in Meng Xiang's eyes. Whether it was the young immortal cultivator or the sword turned from the immortal cultivator in the Immortal Pavilion, it gave him a feeling of becoming more and more strange. The most obvious point was that their fighting style was very different from that of ordinary immortal cultivators, and the longer the battle, the greater the difference.

Meng Xiang's eyes were very sharp and could capture every change in the battlefield, so he knew very well the advantages and disadvantages of the methods used by both sides. Compared with ordinary immortal cultivators, they were much better than Meng Xiang encountered those elite immortal cultivators from various major forces. Some of these techniques made him nod secretly and benefited a lot.

But the more this happens, Meng Xiang becomes more suspicious. He should say that the cultivators on both sides of the battlefield are excellent, and they are indeed very good. But no matter how outstanding they are, they should not be much better than other cultivators. He even compared their performance with the cultivator with the immortal body who had been hunted down, but the result was that the cultivator with the immortal body with the immortal body was far inferior to them.

With his eyes flashed, Meng Xiang faintly felt that there was something wrong with both sides of the battle. As for the specific problem, he couldn't figure it out. However, when the young immortal cultivator launched a strange but extremely sharp attack, a sudden light of inspiration appeared in his mind. He found that this attack of young people looked very familiar, and his intuition told him that if he could find the familiar source, he could figure out the questions that were bothering him.

Meng Xiang divided his mind into two parts, part of which continued to observe changes on the battlefield, and the other part looked for the root of the familiar attacks made him feel familiar. Not long after, a hint of surprise appeared on Meng Xiang's face, as if he did not expect that the situation would be like this.

Seeing Shui Jing's eyes getting brighter and brighter, it was obvious that Meng Xiang was paying more attention to the changes in the battlefield. Unconsciously, another stick of incense passed, and the surprise on his face had disappeared, becoming a kind of confidence. It seemed that he had confirmed something, but he was still going to confirm it at the end.

"Xiaodou, do you think the immortals may be reincarnated in the spiritual world?" Meng Xiang asked Xiaodou.

"Why did you ask this question? Did you find something special?" Xiaodou's tone showed a hint of curiosity and a hint of excitement. Although he tried his best to hide, he was too familiar with him and still caught him. This made him feel a little curious.

"You can take a look first!" Meng Xiang temporarily suppressed the curiosity in his heart and passed on the image of the battle between the young immortal cultivator and the sword that the immortal cultivator had turned into again ascended to the Immortal Pavilion. However, the image was edited by him, so it was not long, even less than one percent of the entire battle between them.

Xiaodou looked at it and became faster and faster. In the end, the image had turned into a phantom. Before he could finish the battle image, he raised his head and looked at Meng Xiang and said, "I have to say that your tone is really good." His tone showed unconcealed excitement.

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