Xia Mang didn't hesitate or stop, and rushed directly to the Pantian Ancient Desert along the Weishui River.
It's been nearly a month since he left.
At this time, he had truly entered the Pantian Ancient Desert along the Wei River, but he was still on the edge and had not yet entered the core of the ancient desert.
In recent months, he has been practicing while traveling, trying to figure out the true meaning of the "Eight Parts of Pagoda". At this time, he is like an ascetic monk who only knows how to move forward and practice, and has no big concept of time.
Now, Xia Mang has broken three physical shackles, namely his arms and eyes. After this period of speculation, he has understood it almost, and it can basically be used in actual combat.
At this time, Xia Mang sat down cross-legged on the bank of the Wei River. He sat there for seven days.
For seven days, he seemed to be in a deep sleep, silent and silent.
The Wei River flows and never stops, while Xia Mang meditates quietly on the banks of the Wei River, comprehending "Midsummer Scroll" and "Eight Parts of Pagoda".
The sun sets over the long river, the lonely smoke in the desert, and the setting sun shines on Xia Mang's body, making him look particularly lonely.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a blood-colored bone claw suddenly flashed across the sky. Its finger bones were as sharp as a blade and shone fiercely, like five peerless magic knives, striking Xia Mang in the air.
Keng!
Xia Mang opened his eyes suddenly, and a foot-long lightning shot out from his pupils. Without turning around or looking, he punched directly.
The punches are strong and the momentum is majestic!
"Bang!"
A punch shook the blood-colored bone claws, and Xia Mang's body shook slightly. He rose into the sky, like a real dragon leaping, and like a divine phoenix spreading its wings to hit the sky, vigorous and brave, his hands changed, and he pushed out violently!
Chi!
A huge ancient monument broke out of the sky, and a purple light wheel emerged. It was like a purple sun, extremely dazzling!
The eight pagodas, the wheel of the world!
"Bang!"
The wheel of the world turns, and the purple light rises and falls, like an ancient sky grinding disk, grinding the blood-colored bone hand into pieces, turning it into powder and dissipating.
A figure appeared. His hair was disheveled and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. He looked a little embarrassed. He stared at Xia Mang with cold and stern eyes, like a bloodthirsty demon, which was extremely scary.
"Han Yang?!"
Xia Mang's eyes narrowed. He glanced around, but found no trace of the others. He couldn't help but sneered and said sarcastically: "Without the Ice Guards, you alone dare to cause trouble for me? Han Yang, you are really tired of living.
It’s over!”
"The tone is louder than the sky!" Han Yang said indifferently: "Killing you and me is enough!"
Xia Mang said coldly and bluntly: "Your tone is much louder than mine!"
Han Yang snorted coldly, rushed out and struck Xia Mang.
Xia Mang was not afraid, kicked off the ground and jumped into the air, and directly faced him.
"Whoosh!"
At this time, Han Yang suddenly swooped down. He raised his hand in the air, and there was a bloody mist between his fingers, as thick as blood. For a moment, Xia Mang felt like he was in a pool of blood. The smell was so terrifying that it made him gag.
And there was some inexplicable dizziness.
"snort!"
Xia Mang snorted coldly, rushed up suddenly, and hit the sky with his palm, trying to break out of the blood mist.
Bang!
At this moment, the sand behind him exploded, and a golden figure rushed out. He held a huge golden gun with a shimmering light, and stabbed Xia Mang in the back of the heart!
If this spear hits, it will definitely pierce Xia Mang!
At stake!
"Keng!"
At the moment of life and death, Xia Mang seemed to have eyes on his back, and an ancient monument suddenly appeared, blocking the fatal shot!
Xia Mang moved sideways in the air and successfully avoided the attack. He stared at the young man in gold, his eyes as cold as knives, and shouted: "Who are you? What grudge do you have against me, Xia Mang?"
"No hatred, no grudges." The young man in golden clothes held a huge golden gun, looked at Xia Mang, and said proudly: "Void Temple, Maha Jie!"
Temple of the Void!
"A member of the Maha family?" Xia Mang's pupils narrowed, "Are you... the Void Temple?"
Void Temple, Void Temple, Maha Lineage!
Xia Mang stared at Mahaji, his eyes flashing.
He had heard that there were seven void temples in Evil Yue Celestial City, which belonged to the seven major clans. They were considered to be one of the most powerful forces. They had great say in Evil Yue Celestial City and even the entire "Evil Land".
Seven tribes, seven temples!
Every temple has a temple, and they are the direct descendants of the seven tribes. They are extremely talented and have unlimited potential, and they are comparable to the top heroes in the world!
The Maha family is one of the seven clans.
The ancient temple in the void that Xia Mang and Lai Mingyue saw in the Million Evil Mountains belonged to the Maha family, and Maha Jie was the current temple of the Maha family.
That day, the ancient temple in the void fell from the sky, and a "Holy Spirit Bone" crawled out, which was the half-skeleton "Yao Tian". Xia Mang was quite curious about this, so he asked Lai Mingyue a few more questions.
I have some understanding of the seven clan valves.
"Capricorn!"
Xia Mang frowned. He believed that he had no grudges with the Maha family or the Maha temple, but he didn't know why the Maha Jie colluded with Han Yang, who was born in the Ice Royal Court, and secretly attacked and killed him.
Maharaja stands tall and proud, he is dressed in a long golden coat, his black hair is flying, his eyes are like stars, emitting a frightening cold light, he is holding a huge golden gun, pointing at the earth, his appearance is heroic, cold and domineering, a kind of intimidating person
of courage.
"You have been hiding for so long. It turns out that you were in cahoots with Mahaji and you dared to show up." Xia Mang glanced at Han Yang, spoke coldly, and said with a smile: The eighth commander of the Ice Royal Court? Hey, you are a cowardless person.
!”
"snort!"
Han Yang was squeezed out by Xia Mang, anger appeared on his face, and he shouted: "I join forces with Mahamiaozi, you will definitely lose today!"
Xia Mang raised his eyebrows and sneered again and again.
"I want the immortal dragon spirit!"
Mahajie stared at Xia Mang for a long time and suddenly spoke. His expression was stern and unsmiling, and his tone contained a terrifying murderous spirit.
"Immortal dragon spirit?"
Xia Mang was startled, and then suddenly realized that in the Million Evil Mountains, various powerful forces were competing for the immortal dragon spirit. It seemed that in order to reincarnate the "Holy Spirit Bone", the Maha family even dispatched the Ancient Void Temple, but the Evil God Cemetery and other powerful
The intervention of a murderer caused chaos and failed to completely "reincarnate" Yaotian, turning him into half a skeleton.
At the critical moment, the human spirit stone actually subdued the immortal dragon spirit. As if by great luck, Xia Mang actually snatched away Yaotian's creation. As a result, the Maha family fell short and had to temporarily shelve their plan. Now, the Maha Jie suddenly
Showing up and taking action against Xia Mang must be for this reason.
"The immortal dragon spirit is no longer with me." Xia Mang said lightly. The immortal dragon spirit is in the human spirit stone, and the human spirit stone was usurped by the people from the Buddha Hall.
"Nonsense!"
Maha Jie's expression became even colder, and a frightening golden light shot out from his eyes, "You clearly have the aura of an immortal dragon spirit..."
Xia Mang was startled. The aura of the immortal dragon spirit on his body?
"Xia Mang is as cunning as a fox and full of tricks. Don't let Mahamiao be deceived by him!" Han Yang looked at Mahajie and said, "You and I will join forces to capture him, and then forcibly seize the immortal dragon spirit."
Not too late."
The Capricorn nodded indifferently, and then took action directly.