togophonebook Chapter 192
Chapter 192
The amber melted quickly in the air, turning into clouds of white mist floating in the air.
The branded runes in it swim and shuttle in the white mist like tadpoles.
In just a moment, a formation stretching for tens of miles took shape.
The aura of heaven and earth was mobilized and condensed into thunderstorms, ready to go.
Xu Yang is a layman and can't see the mystery.
I just think this hand is chic and freehand, handsome enough!
below.
The Aoyang Gate's always-on Shanshui Restriction responded immediately.
Many disciples gathered in the sect and poured their spiritual power into the landscape restriction.
Add a bit of defense to the landscape restriction.
"Evil! How dare you come here to make trouble!"
A roar came from inside Aoyangmen, and the person who came was one of the two Nascent Soul ancestors of Aoyangmen.
He stepped into the void, and looked at Tao Yangyao through two layers of restriction.
One was full of anger, and the other was full of killing intent.
Tao Yangyao took the lead, and thunderstorms fell like raindrops, hitting the landscape barrier.
Many disciples of the Aoyang Sect made their moves together, unleashing their spiritual power and stabilizing the restriction of mountains and rivers.
The ancestor of Aoyangmen personally controlled the landscape restriction, and combined with his own Divine Ability, he fought back.
The thunder that fell from the restriction, even he has no confidence that he will be safe after taking a blow.
Severe injuries are not enough, and minor injuries cannot escape.
But there are more than one or two dense thunderstorms?
If all the thunder and thunder were concentrated by one person, even he might not be able to bear it.
In the face of Tao Yangyao, the demon cultivator who betrayed his master, the only way is to show his tricks and break his tricks.
After so many fights, he knew Tao Yangyao's weaknesses perfectly.
All combat power is in the self-formation.
And his own strength can only be compared with a Gold Core stage peak monk.
As long as the formation protecting him is destroyed, then killing him is like killing a chicken!
"One of the two Nascent Soul patriarchs from Aoyangmen has been drawn out."
"Nearly half of the disciples are also gathered here."
"There shouldn't be too much pressure on Meng Ming's side, right?"
Xu Yang felt relieved towards Meng Ming.
After all, this was what he used to do when he was still in the Mandala organization.
Lurking into the forbidden mountains and rivers, abducting the talented disciples cultivated by the sect.
Xu Yang still hasn't forgotten why he was forced to leave Overturning Sea Gate in the first place.
the other side.
Meng Ming quietly approached the corner of Aoyangmen's restricted landscape.
He released the ape at the peak of the Gold Core period from the spirit beast bag, and let his palm fit on the restraint.
Then cast Divine Ability, sacrificing the ape's entire arm.
At this cost, a hole for one person is dissolved on the landscape prohibition.
Meng Ming casually took back the ape that had lost one arm, stepped into the Aoyang Gate, and looked for the target this time.
The disciples who were free in the door were all called to stabilize the Shanshui ban.
As a result, the entire Aoyang Gate seemed empty.
Meng Ming walked away for almost an hour, but he never saw a single Aoyang Sect disciple.
This is actually a bad thing.
Because Meng Ming didn't know the location of the Aoyangmen Discussion Pavilion.
Tao Yangyao didn't tell him either.
I don't know if he forgot, or he didn't know it himself.
Meng Ming changed his course and chose places where he might meet people.
The hard work paid off, and Meng Ming soon discovered a closed Cave Mansion.
The owner of the Cave Mansion is obviously practicing in closed doors.
And it is very likely that a breakthrough is imminent, and no one can tolerate the slightest disturbance from others.
Cave Mansion will be fully restricted.
It's just that Meng Ming cares about you so much?
Break the ban directly and break into the Cave Mansion.
The owner of Cave Mansion is a mid-term monk of Foundation Building.
Until Meng Ming came to his face, he didn't notice it at all, and he was still concentrating on his practice.
The breath on the body fluctuates from time to time, up and down.
I'm afraid it won't be long before this person can take one step closer to becoming a monk in the later stage of the Foundation Building.
"You're out of luck."
Meng Ming suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed the head of the Foundation Building Stage monk.
The moment the cultivation was interrupted, the originally peacefully flowing spiritual power in the body became abnormally chaotic.
Rampage everywhere, so that he would rather die.
Qi and blood flowed backwards, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his full breath was like a deflated balloon, sluggish.
"Who are you?"
The practice was forcibly interrupted, resulting in a backlash of spiritual power, and a Foundation Building Stage monk who was seriously injured.
With a weak voice, he looked at the person in front of him who grabbed his head.
He couldn't figure it out, and he practiced in the Cave Mansion well.
Why was someone suddenly killed at the door?
Enemy looking for revenge? Revenge?
But he, an ascetic monk who has been practicing in closed doors all year round, when did he offend others?
Anger, grievance, resignation, all kinds of complex emotions intertwined, forever fixed on his face.
The soul search is over.
Meng Ming found the location of the meeting cabinet from the soul of the broken Foundation Building Stage.
He shattered the broken spirit casually, turned and left, and went straight to the meeting pavilion.
Aoyangmen, Yishi Pavilion.
Another Nascent Soul patriarch and a group of Gold Core monks were seated.
"Tao Yangyao, who disappeared for more than 30 years, has returned, and I knew he would definitely come back again."
"What about the monks of other sects? Why don't you kill him? Let a devil wander around?"
"They only know that there is a person who betrayed the teacher from our Aoyang Sect, but they don't know that that person has degenerated into a demon cultivator."
"How dare you tell such a scandal?"
"The traitor has entangled us for 200 years. Just for the sect's face, how many disciples did we die? How much did we lose?"
"Even if you lose your teeth in this matter, you have to swallow it in your stomach!"
"People who fall into the evil way will not end well, and so will the traitor."
"In another 100 years at most, he will die from the exhaustion of his life force. He has endured for so long, so what if he endures for a hundred years?"
"Heh, didn't you pay attention to let that person's Taoist companion risk his life in exchange for a Qi Refining period disciple's life path, so what happened now?"
"How many Qi Refining disciples who are expected to conceive a baby can compare to how many Qi Refining disciples who can use the power of formations to encircle and kill a formation master with an ancestor of the Nascent Soul period?"
"You mean old man? Don't forget, you were the one who made the decision back then!"
"Shut up!"
Seeing that a discussion was about to turn into a quarrel, the Nascent Soul patriarch sternly stopped it, and then quieted down the meeting hall.
"Is the quarrel over?"
A discordant voice came from outside the meeting hall, and the strange aura instantly alerted all the monks present.
Meng Ming's figure appeared at the door of the meeting hall.
He looked calm, looked around, and quickly locked on to the target four.
"You, you, you, and you."
"The four of you come with me, and I can guarantee that the inheritance of Aoyangmen will continue."
Meng Ming spoke calmly, but there was an unquestionable tone in his words.
"What are you? How dare you speak such wild words in front of us?!"
A Gold Core monk who was named was furious and slapped the table.