: Bravely breaking into the tiger's den

Meng Xiang looked at the light green human skins that were spread with his clothes, and felt indescribable in his heart. Then he raised his head and followed the two murderers. His intuition told the matter that it was probably far from as simple as he had imagined before.

The two murderers stopped on a hill about thirty miles from the camp. There were already two people there, and others were rushing over from different directions, nodding to each other, smiling without saying a word.

At this time, Meng Xiang already knew what those people were doing just now. Like the two people he saw with his own eyes, they also went to pull out the posts. It can be said that the various light and dark posts located around the camp have been dropped.

Meng Xiang looked quietly, and a trace of haze flashed through his eyes from time to time. After about a cup of tea, figures emerged from the camp quietly like ghosts, and rushed to the hill where the murderers who had left their posts were standing.

Meng Xiang's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate his soul and swept through the figures one by one. They were all those people secretly summoned by people on the Taoist fruit, without any outsiders.

It didn't take long, and about 3,000 people all arrived at the meeting point. However, the hill soak was too small, and many people could only stand around it. Now those who could stand on the hill soak were all Taoist flower stage practitioners. However, what made Meng Xiang feel slightly strange was that there was still an empty piece at the top of the hill soak.

Could it be... a thought broke into Meng Xiang's mind, and then the thought quickly grew, instantly filling his entire brain, making his head swell, as if it was about to explode.

Meng Xiang stared at the blank space at the top of the hill, hoping that what happened next could refute the guess that filled his entire mind, but reality is reality, cold and cruel.

Suddenly the blank space at the top of the hill disappeared, and there were a group of people there, either, or a few, a total of fifty, each of which showed a strange aura that was very different from that of ordinary practitioners.

Looking at the fifty people who suddenly appeared, Meng Xiang smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: I really hope what I saw was not real at all, but unfortunately it was real.

Meng Xiang's eyes seemed to attract the attention of the last people who appeared. Some of them had turned their heads to him, and they seemed to be able to penetrate everything and shot him. However, he was not nervous at all. As soon as his body retreated back, he completely disappeared into the darkness and completely lost his trace, as if he had no existence at all.

Those eyes looking at Meng Xiang ignored the blockade of the rocks and trees, and fell directly to the place where Meng Xiang was hiding, patrolling back and forth without any clues. However, they found nothing and were able to withdraw their gaze in the end, but a trace of imperceptible throbbing flashed in their eyes.

However, the fifty people seemed unwilling to stay any longer. They did not further search for Meng Xiang's traces, but joined forces to break a circular hole of nearly ten feet in diameter on the space barrier, which was dark, like a monster's big mouth, and then let three thousand people enter the hole. Those people did not hesitate and stepped into the black hole one after another. It seemed that they all trusted the fifty people very much.

Soon, three thousand people disappeared into the black hole, and there was no one near the hill except those fifty people. Then, the fifty people also walked into the black hole one by one and disappeared.

Finally, the one who walked towards the black hole was an old man as short as a boy. He walked to the edge of the black hole and took another step to get in. However, he stopped, suddenly turned around, threw a murderous glance at the place where Meng Xiang had originally hidden, and then waved his hand.

The next moment, the mountain where Meng Xiang was hiding was a mountain that was nearly ten thousand feet high and more than a hundred miles in a radius, like a sand sculpture poured on water, collapsed silently and turned into powder that was finer than flour.

During the collapse of the mountain, the old man as short as a boy kept staring at it until it collapsed and did not find any doubtful spot. A look of resentment appeared on his face, and he walked into the black hole, and then the black hole shrank rapidly, and finally disappeared completely without leaving any trace.

More than 3,000 people and the strange fifty people who came out of the camp disappeared, and Meng Xiang also disappeared, as if they had never existed. After about five minutes, a hole as big as a basin appeared in his mouth above the collapsed mountain. A head was poked out and he looked around. It was the brain of the old man who had finally entered the black hole not long ago.

After about a minute, the short old man seemed to have not found what he wanted to find, and a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes, retracting his head back to the black hole, and then the black hole disappeared.

Almost the second after the old man who was as short as a boy disappeared, a black hole nearly ten feet away from him silently appeared silently, which was extremely round, and then a person walked out of it. It was Meng Xiang, his steps were calm, as if he was strolling in the garden.

Seeing the place where the short old man as short as a boy disappeared, Meng Xiang snorted disdainfully in his nose: "Is Master Daoguo amazing? He is still playing such a trick that is not good, do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

It was easy to say, but the actual situation was quite thrilling. Although he did not let the fifty Taoist masters discover his existence because he retreated into the alien space in time, what he did not expect was that the danger did not pass.

The spiritual consciousness of those masters of the Taoist Fruit was extremely powerful. After entering the alien space, they could still release their spiritual thoughts to search. Fortunately, Meng Xiang had the help of the Tianyan. He entered another level of alien space the moment before their spiritual thoughts found him. They did not expect that he would enter the second level of alien space and did not conduct a deeper search, which allowed him to escape the disaster.

At this point, Meng Xiang had to admit in his heart that the master of the Dao Fruit Stage was indeed not comparable to that of practitioners in other realms. At least his spiritual consciousness was too strong. The released spiritual thoughts can not only be searched in a large-scale space, but also easily penetrated the space barriers. It is really amazing.

If he hadn't obtained the Heavenly Eye by chance, and his power was extremely strong, and he could easily tear apart the barriers of space, he would have no place to fight against them.

Meng Xiang turned his gaze to the camp, and a look of indescribable expression appeared in his eyes. So far, no one of them knew that he had been completely abandoned by the fifty Taoist masters, but he didn't know what they would feel when they knew it.

The eyebrows were cracked and the sky eyes appeared. Meng Xiang carefully observed the situation in the camp and found that they had not been hurt by the fifty Taoist masters, and they felt a little better.

Taking a step in the air, Meng Xiang walked to the tallest mountain in a few steps, poked out his right palm, and wiping it out, as if he was about to smooth the mud on the wall. In the next moment, something was indeed smoothed, but it was not mud, but a steep mountain peak. A plane about three thousand feet high and about one thousand feet wide appeared on it, which was as smooth as a mirror.

Meng Xiang turned his head to look at the camp, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: I am not a savior, I can't save you all, I hope you can have good luck, your fingers are flying, and something is written in the air to the huge stone wall. With every pen movement, corresponding traces will be left on the stone wall.

Not long after, the huge stone wall was covered with words, each of which was extremely huge and filled with a terrifying aura. The general content of the words was very simple, mainly to remind the practitioners in the camp that their situation had been spread, and many evil demons had already known about his existence and might be rushing towards them, attacking them, and allowing them to move immediately.

Others are some more practical suggestions. The most important is a formation, which has the function of converting demonic energy into spiritual energy. It was improved by Meng Xiang based on the formation set up by fifty masters of the Taoist Fruit Stage and the help of the Heavenly Eye. The effect is better, and the arrangement is relatively simple and has simple and practical characteristics.

Meng Xiang did not leave his name. Finally, he looked at the camp deeply, turned around suddenly, walked forward with great strides, and walked about twenty steps. Suddenly, a round black hole appeared in front of him. He stepped in one step, and then the black hole disappeared and completely disappeared.

When Meng Xiang appeared again, he was already thousands of miles away from the camp. He did not stop, but this time he was neither moving forward by tearing the space nor flying in the sky, but walking on the ground.

Moreover, the direction he was walking was very unusual. If other practitioners, even those practitioners in the Dao Fruit stage, would breathe in a breath, because the direction he was moving was in the depths of the Demon Realm of the Outer Heaven, which was a nightmare for all practitioners.

Although Meng Xiang chose to move towards the depths of the Demon Realm outside the sky, he chose to hide his traces at the beginning and specifically selected some remote mountains and jungles to walk. During this process, he kept hunting monsters and threw them into the Demon Pool. Through the refining of the Demon Transformation Pool, he turned into the pure demonic energy. Then, through the transformation of the Demon-First Demon Power, he turned into the Demon-First Demon Power, and gradually improved the practice of the Demon-First Demon Power.

When refining those monsters, Meng Xiang also discovered an interesting imagination. The demonic energy obtained after refining also contains powerful and pure life energy, which can strengthen and improve physical fitness. However, it is closely connected with the demonic energy and cannot be separated. After absorption, it will subtly change the life form of the absorber, which means that it can turn non-evil demons into evil demons. However, Meng Xiang didn't care. There is a strange technique that can refine various energy, and the demonic energy cannot have any impact on him.

However, after some thought, Meng Xiang decided to temporarily give up the use of the Great Forefacial Magical Art to clear the influence of the demonic energy on him. Gradually, his form changed little by little. First, his height increased to nearly one meter, and secondly, his body shape. Although his body was extremely strong, his body shape was extremely well-proportioned. Now his body has muscles protruding and he has become a strong muscular man. Once again, some black scales appeared on some parts of his arms, forehead, cheeks, etc., and sharp nails about an inch long appeared on his fingertips, like the tip of an eagle's claws.

Any practitioner who sees Meng Xiang's situation will understand that he is demonized and will definitely choose to leave him or kill him, because no matter what kind of personality a practitioner originally has, as long as he is demonized, his temperament will change drastically, and his relatives will not recognize him. He is extremely cruel, and what is even more terrifying is that this kind of demonization is irreversible, that is, once the demonization characteristics appear, they cannot be eliminated.

However, this irreversible does not exist for Meng Xiang. First, his body is extremely powerful. Even if he lets the demonic energy erode, he is only a small part of his body surface. He can completely eliminate them. Second, the Great Formless Magic Technique has extremely powerful supernatural powers. Not to mention that it has only been a small part of the body, even if it has been demonized, it can also be restored to its original state in a very short time through its transformation.

After a period of continuous demonization, Meng Xiang checked his body and walked towards a town. He wanted to check whether his disguise could deceive all the evil demons.

: Bravely breaking into the tiger's den
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