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Chapter 193 Heartbreak
"Devil cultivator? Demon cultivator dare to appear in our Aoyangmen?"
"Do you really think that I, Aoyangmen, are soft persimmons that everyone can squeeze?"
The Nascent Soul patriarch of Aoyangmen was frightened and angry, a powerful magic cultivator whose cultivation level was not weaker than his own.
How did he manage to escape the prohibition of mountains and rivers, and the many eyeliners in the door, and walk all the way to the meeting hall? !
"What a bunch of trash!"
The ancestor of Nascent Soul cursed again.
"Based on my cultivation, do you still expect those Qi Refining, Foundation Building Stage disciples to notice me?"
"I only look for problems from other people, no wonder Tao Yangyao defected from the sect."
Meng Ming shook his head, and took the lead in attacking, passing through many Gold Core stage monks in an ethereal figure.
A fluttering palm pressed against his chest, exerting force suddenly.
The frenzied light blue spiritual power spewed out, injuring him almost instantly.
Since the words don't make sense, let's do it!
The Nascent Soul patriarch of the Aoyangmen finally showed horror in his eyes.
At this moment, he suddenly realized the irreparable strength gap between the two sides.
"Huh?"
Meng Ming frowned. How could a mere Nascent Soul cultivator survive a single blow?
It seems that Xu Yang improved the exercises for him, although the speed of practice has been increased.
But in terms of power, it has been reduced a lot.
However, there are only two extra tricks, which is not a big problem.
A monk at the beginning of Nascent Soul failed to survive the three moves in Meng Ming's hands.
He died on the spot.
There was no sound in the council hall, they were not fools, they stayed behind knowing that they were invincible.
Instead, Meng Ming enveloped the entire meeting hall with his spiritual consciousness.
Once someone dares to make a move...
"We fled in all directions, can he catch us all by himself?"
A big bearded man suddenly roared, wanting to incite many Gold Core players present to run away together.
"Yes! He is alone, how many of us can he kill?"
"If we stay here, we all have only one end, and that is total annihilation!"
Soon, someone echoed loudly.
It's just that the surroundings are quiet, and almost everyone is silent.
"The four of you he wants to take away, what does it have to do with us?"
Suddenly someone sneered, breaking the minds of the bearded man and the others.
"We are all fellow apprentices of the same sect, don't you think your hearts will die?"
Seeing that deception was not enough, the bearded man and the others played the emotional card again.
"Stop doing this, one person does one thing and one person does it."
"Do you still want to drag the whole Aoyangmen to be buried with you!"
Some Gold Core monks yelled loudly.
The faces of the men with long beards were blue and red for a while.
After a moment of silence, one of the four people named came out.
"If I leave with you voluntarily, can I let off my successor?"
The old Gold Core pleaded with bitterness on his face.
"It doesn't count if I say anything about it, you have to ask my master."
Meng Ming got tired of waiting, and planned to take four people away by force.
Although his strength is not at its peak, it is still easy to capture a few Gold Core monks alive.
The bearded man gritted his teeth suddenly, pushed away the Gold Core stage monks blocking the way in front of him, and wanted to escape.
He is still young, he has only lived for more than 700 years, and he does not want to die.
"snort!"
Meng Ming snorted heavily, and a soul thread flew out of his sea of consciousness and sank into the back of the bearded man's head.
Bind his soul firmly.
The moment his soul was restrained, the bearded man lost all mobility and collapsed to the ground.
In Meng Ming's spiritual force field, the spirits of these Gold Core stage monks are as dazzling as bright human-shaped torches in the dark.
As long as there is a change in someone, Meng Ming can kill his soul in an instant!
No one shot to stop it, no one dared to say anything.
Everyone tacitly kept silent, allowing Meng Ming to control the four Gold Core stage monks and leave Aoyangmen.
They didn't dare to move their bodies until long after the spiritual consciousness covering the meeting hall dissipated.
"All the people you want have been captured, and the ancestor Nascent Soul who stayed in the meeting cabinet is also dead."
"If you still don't feel relieved, I'll let him kill the mid-stage Nascent Soul below."
Xu Yang received the spiritual thoughts from Meng Ming, and asked Tao Yangyao beside him with a smile.
"Caught it back?"
Tao Yangyao looked a little dazed and lost his mind for a while.
Standing blankly on the spirit boat, even the restrictions below are no longer controlled.
"Hey, I'm back, just look at the four Gold Core monks in his hands, that's all."
"Tao Yangyao?"
Xu Yang called softly, but Tao Yangyao didn't answer, his body went limp and he fell down.
"Dead? Don't die!"
Xu Yang was taken aback, and hurried up to check Tao Yangyao's breath.
After realizing that Tao Yangyao was still angry, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if he is not dead, Tao Yangyao's situation is not optimistic.
The breath is constantly decaying, and a lot of energy is lost.
"This is how the same thing?"
"His birthday hasn't arrived yet, has it?"
"Without your hands, how could you suddenly fall to the ground and pass out?"
Xu Yang looked at Meng Ming who was returning to the spirit boat with a puzzled expression.
Meng Ming threw the captured four Gold Core stage monks to the ground, stepped forward to help Tao Yangyao, and examined them carefully.
"The enemy is not dead, it is his anger that has been suppressed in his heart."
"Now that the enemy has been captured alive, half of my anger has been relieved."
"Only the remaining half breath hangs a life."
Meng Ming explained.
"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go back to the ruins first."
Xu Yang nodded, steered the spirit boat, and flew for tens of miles.
On the way, he turned several times, and finally put away the spirit boat and released the big bald.
A group of people fell on the back of the big bald and rushed towards the Luoxia Mountains.
Ten days later, Xu Yang and others finally returned to the Luoxia Mountains.
He put away his bald head, protected the weak Tao Yangyao with his spiritual power, and walked into the poison barrier.
Meng Ming walked in together with the four Gold Core monks that Tao Yangyao had asked for.
"Can you still move?"
Xu Yang put Tao Yangyao on the floor of the ruins.
Tao Yangyao's situation was very bad, which made him very worried.
I have worked so hard for so long, and even deliberately captured 4 Gold Core stage monks alive, will it be nothing in the end?
"Those four Gold Cores are not dead yet, they were just captured alive."
Xu Yang made a reminder.
That is to say, under the stimulation of these words, the light in Tao Yangyao's eyes became more intense.
Xu Yang took out a elixir for stabilizing essence and put it into Tao Yangyao's mouth.
"The spirit is back, but after killing those four Gold Cores, I'm afraid it will dissipate again."
Seeing this, Meng Ming sighed.
"His body was riddled with holes, and it was because of this obsession that he survived."
"A man of temperament."
Xu Yang called the lord of Xiaozuan City and asked him to look after Tao Yangyao for a few days.
With Tao Yangyao's current state, he couldn't even stand firmly.
How to talk about killing those four Gold Core stage monks who forced his Taoist companion to death with his own hands?