: The Great Change

No, this is not normal. This is the first impression that Meng Xiang saw clearly the place where the Purple Gold Blood Demon sealed the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian. Before fighting with the Purple Gold Blood Demon, he deliberately paid attention to the sealing situation. The Purple Gold Blood Demon had invested a lot of money. I won’t mention various prohibition methods. The energy used for sealing alone is a huge amount.

But the problem is that the energy used to seal the divine thought clones of the ancestor Tongtian is all demonic energy, and the divine thought clones of the ancestor Tongtian are not able to completely dispel them in a short period of time, so it is impossible not to leave traces without leaving any trace.

Unless... a ominous thought suddenly appeared in Meng Xiang's mind. If the situation was really like the situation in his mind, the problem would be serious. In order to verify whether there was any problem with his inference, Meng Xiang suddenly turned around and aimed the Tianyan Eye at the direction where the Tongtian Divine Tree was.

Although he had some preparation in his heart, when he really saw the situation clearly, he still couldn't help but take a breath. With the Tongtian Divine Tree as the center, countless practitioners were fighting bloody battles, and the degree of tragedy was even much more serious than their previous battle with the evil army.

If ordinary people see this situation, they will definitely wonder why the cultivators fight, and it is so tragic. However, what Meng Xiang sees is not this. The Heavenly Eye has helped to see hidden things through the surface.

In Meng Xiang's opinion, this was a completely tragic battle between evil demons and practitioners. Although the evil demon army uses the body of the practitioner, the essence has not changed at all, because it actually controls the soul of the evil demon army, and the practitioner's body is just a prop.

At this time, Meng Xiang had already vaguely known why he had not seen the residual demonic energy where the blood demon sealed the divine thought clone of the ancestor Tongtian. It turned out that they were all sucked away by the evil demon's soul, but the key was not that he had obtained an explanation, but why this explanation could be valid.

Although the divine thought clone of the ancestor Tongtian was sealed by the blood demon of funds, he had a great advantage after all, because the Tongtian Realm was created by the ancestor Tongtian, and as his clone, he would naturally get the support of the realm of Tongtian Realm. Unless there are special means, it would be extremely difficult to kill him. This is likely an important reason why the blood demon of the purple gold chose to seal him instead of killing him.

Since the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian will not die, it means that he is still in Tongtian Realm. This is a problem. As the well-deserved guardian of Tongtian Realm, how could he allow the souls of those demons to invade the body of the practitioner without caring about it?

What's even more strange is that the number of practitioners he saw was so huge that it was unreasonable, because this was not the first time that the practitioners had dealt with evil demons. They all knew about their situation and were always on guard. How could so many practitioners be careless and possessed?

Unless there was some reason that made them relax their vigilance, what would be the reason? A strong doubt appeared in Meng Xiangxin's heart, but the doubts in his heart disappeared in the next moment. He found the reason, but it was the reason he least wanted to see, although he had a vague premonition in his heart.

Meng Xiang saw the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian. He stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the entire battlefield with a very strange expression. Seeing the large number of deaths of practitioners, he not only did not have any pity or anxiety, but on the contrary, his eyes showed bloodthirst and excitement.

This is indeed the case. Meng Xiang let out a deep sigh in his heart, Purple Gold Blood Demon, what you are right, I am indeed far from victory. But I can't understand how you polluted the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian.

Obviously, it is not suitable for Meng Xiang to find the answer in the current situation. He put the doubts in his heart aside, and rushed over with a long sword to find the location of Tongtian's divine tree. No matter what, he would have to end the battle. Otherwise, the source of faith he had finally established would have lost most of the loss. This is something that Meng Xiang, who is eager to acquire a large amount of faith, cannot tolerate no matter what. Even if he wants to fight with the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian, he will do whatever he wants.

The feeling of the divine mind clone of the ancestor Tongtian was very sharp. He almost felt abnormal at the first glance when Meng Xiang looked at him. When Meng Xiang set out to rush towards him, he had already determined Meng Xiang's position and suddenly turned around, staring at Meng Xiang with both eyes, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

Although the two were very far apart, Meng Xiang clearly felt a strong murderous intent when the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian was looking at him. It seemed that the distance between them disappeared suddenly, and he stood in front of him.

Meng Xiang pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a slightly false smile. Then he raised his arms and said hello to the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian. However, the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian responded to him not a friendly smile, but a more sharp murderous intent. His eyes were staring at him, looking at him, as if he had become his irreconcilable enemy.

The hot face was exchanged for a cold butt, Meng Xiang immediately removed the disguise, and an unconcealed murderous intent appeared in his eyes. For a moment, Meng Xiang seemed to hear the crackling sound of his gaze colliding with the eyes of the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian.

Suddenly, the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian turned around and left Meng Xiang with a cold back. However, what he did next made him feel murderous intent. If he was still troubled by how to deal with the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian for a second, if he killed him, even if he had an unresolved mortal hatred with the ancestor Tongtian, he would just want to kill him now, the faster the better.

The divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian raised his arms high and then pressed them down violently. In an instant, countless vines emerged from the ground, and unexpectedly bound countless practitioners. The evil demons who had occupied the practitioner's bodies did not hesitate and attacked the captured practitioners. In an instant, many practitioners were beaten to death.

Even so, the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian had the intention to let them go. He raised his feet in the air and stomped them hard. Suddenly, countless sharp stone thorns emerged from the ground, like sharp spears, flying up and stabbed them at the practitioners who survived the demons. Countless practitioners were hit by the thick stone thorns, and their bodies were torn to pieces, and the situation was terrible.

Damn it! Meng Xiang cursed viciously in his heart. The next moment, he stabbed the long sword in his hand hard. With a sting, a black channel appeared, which straightened the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian. It seemed that the distance between them suddenly disappeared.

Without any hesitation, Meng Xiang stepped in. Almost at the same time, the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian also discovered that the situation had changed. He no longer abused and killed the unlucky practitioners. He turned his body at an extremely fast speed. His eyes shot out sharp light and looked straight at where Meng Xiang was. However, at this time, Meng Xiang had already stepped into the passage, leaving only a glimpse of his figure.

The divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian's divine mind immediately changed his expression, as if he realized the seriousness of the matter, but his reaction was also very fast, and he immediately moved, and a strange aura emanated from him, and then the aura spread over at a lightning speed.

There was almost no pause. As soon as the breath spread, a stream of terrifying power from all sides continued to concentrate in front of him, causing the space in front of him to appear clearly distorted. Then his finger pointed, and a big black hole immediately appeared wherever he pointed. Almost the moment the big hole appeared, the big force gathered in front of him roared in like a rolling tide.

Meng Xiang, who was moving rapidly along the space passage opened by the long sword, suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from the front. He hurriedly looked over, but saw a stream of extremely powerful force gathering together to look at it, turning into a torrent, roaring at him, and pounced on him. Under the influence of the Sky Eye, the invisible power could no longer be hidden.

Well come! Meng Xiang sneered, not only did he slow down, but rushed over at a faster speed, as if he didn't take the terrifying power that could crush a mountain at all.

In a blink of an eye, Meng Xiang collided with the torrents formed by terrifying force, but when they touched him, they disappeared inexplicably, just as he swallowed them all at once, and the reality was indeed the case.

One ten millionth of a second before Meng Xiang collided with the torrent of power, a huge dragon head suddenly poked out from his chest, opened his mouth wide, and inhaled violently. The torrent of power was like a current of water that flowed into the sea, and all rushed in in one go.

After the dragon head began to absorb the torrent of power, Meng Xiang's speed of progress slowed down slightly, but he still rushed forward with a very fast speed. The dragon head was like eating noodles, constantly sucking into his stomach. Its throat was like a bottomless pit. Although it didn't take long, the torrent of power inhalation was already quite terrifying, but it didn't look like it was full of food.

Looking at the torrent of power that continued to disappear from Longtou's mouth, Meng Xiang's face showed a strange expression, intoxicated, that was, he had eaten some delicious food, and I don't know how much he enjoyed it. Unfortunately, the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian did not have a divine eye, so he could not see Meng Xiang's situation clearly, otherwise his expression would have been quite wonderful. Although the torrent of power that he blasted at Meng Xiang was supported by the origin of Tongtian Realm, he did not need to spend any energy to control it.

The torrent of power that controls the divine thought clone of the ancestor Tongtian to control and attacks Meng Xiang is actually the origin of Tongtian Realm. It is just that he makes it extremely violent, but its essence has not changed. Therefore, Meng Xiang absorbs the torrent of power and directly draws the origin of Tongtian Realm. It is a great help to him.

Of course, not anyone can afford such a good thing. Even Meng Xiang himself has a very strong body, but he can never do it before absorbing a large amount of faith power. At most one-tenth of the current will burst the meridians and body. How can he have the current good appetite?

As time went by, Meng Xiang felt that his body was greatly enriched, and a sense of satisfaction lingered, which made him very happy. However, his good mood was soon destroyed because the divine clone of the ancestor Tongtian suddenly stopped providing him with the origin of Tongtian Realm, no, he stopped attacking him fiercely.

Meng Xiang sighed in his heart, and a faint disappointment arose, but he also knew that his opponent was not a fool, and this kind of advantage was not so easy to take. He should be satisfied with being able to get so much of the origin of Tongtian Realm.

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