Meng Feiyan stared at Meng Qianshan with faint eyes, and even revealed murderous intent in his eyes. It was so cold that Meng Qianshan felt chills in his heart.
He glanced at the Fusheng pen floating in front of Meng Feiyan, snorted coldly, and remained silent.
Zhang Wudao has always maintained an indifferent face, full of sarcasm.
During the stalemate, Zhang Zhicheng came and shouted excitedly: "Father, great, great! Qing Xiao should die soon, he is going to die!"
He saw that the atmosphere at the scene was so solemn, and Zhang Zhicheng looked at Meng Feiyan with a smile on his face.
"Hahaha, Meng Feiyan, you didn't expect it, right? Qingxiao is going to die, he's going to die soon!"
"You bitch, how dare you humiliate me like that in front of the Dao Palace disciples, I will make you pay for it thousands of times!"
Zhang Zhicheng spoke loudly in front of the Meng family, but no one in the Meng family stood up and spoke.
Meng Feiyan regretted that he should not have given the Ancient Dream Book to the Meng family. Why did he believe the words of hypocrites like the Meng family?
Her face was frosty and her eyes were cold: "Nothing will happen to Qingxiao. Not only will he be fine, he will also take me away. And you... pray that Qingxiao will not kill you!"
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Meng Feiyan didn't know what he was thinking, but he said such words.
She knew that if Qing Xiao lost and failed to come out, she would be disgraced and even become a laughing stock.
But she didn't care about that, because Qing Xiao said not to be impulsive, he had the means to save his life, and everything could be decided until he came back. But if Qing Xiao really couldn't get out, then the Fu Sheng Brush in her hand was the last trump card.
Of course, now she is not sure whether the Fusheng Pen in her hand can be her last trump card. If not, there is no way that the clan elder has not made any move until now.
Meng Feiyan withdrew his gaze and no longer paid attention to them. He just activated his spiritual consciousness, continuously integrated into the Fusheng pen, and communicated with the spirit of the weapon.
Yes, there is a weapon spirit in the Fu Sheng Pen, and the weapon spirit is a symbol of the top Xuantian Spiritual Treasure and has the qualification to advance to the immortal level.
It was Qi Ling who chose Meng Feiyan in the first place, but after the choice was completed, Qi Ling stopped making any movement.
Meng Feiyan is now thinking about awakening the weapon spirit, which might help him and Qingxiao get out of trouble.
Zhang Zhicheng saw that Meng Feiyan ignored him and kept sarcastic:
"Meng Feiyan, Qingxiao's death is inevitable. If you kneel on the ground and beg me now, I may still show mercy to you in the future.
No, it's not enough to just beg for mercy. You have to curse Qingxiao and yourself, the cheap bitch! ”
Meng Feiyan didn't bother to talk to him, but kept trying to communicate with the spirit.
"Boom! Boom!"
One after another, the bells rippled, and violent fluctuations came out from the Cloud Valley. The clouds dispersed, the space was distorted, and the scenes inside were also revealed.
In the direction of Yunwu Valley, one can vaguely see a Taoist fighting with a dragon. The battle between the two sides seems to be extremely fierce, and the energy fluctuations are getting stronger and stronger.
"Bang!"
With a roar, the huge energy barrier shattered, and the scene inside was completely revealed.
The huge dragon body was circling and turning inside, the dragon scales on its body reflected the cold light, and its sharp wings were like unparalleled blades, leaving deep ravines in the surrounding space that would be difficult to heal for a long time.
On the other side, the old Taoist continued to fight fiercely with the giant dragon. Every collision would emit large swaths of lightning. The black thunder and lightning intertwined with the red gold thunder, creating a large thunder field, trapping the old Taoist inside, and constantly bearing the huge impact. Dragon's Impact. Most of the disciples in Yuandao Palace didn't know the old Taoist, but Zhang Wudao and Zhang Zhicheng, who were still in the Meng family, knew about it.
"Old sect master, how come he can't kill Qing Xiao? No, why is the old sect master in the late stage of Hedao!" Zhang Wudao said in shock and anger.
Meng Qianshan also had a confused look on his face. After watching for a moment, he suddenly said in surprise: "The old sect master wants to compete with Qing Xiao in the same realm. By the way, that must be the case!"
Zhang Wudao and Zhang Zhicheng also figured it out, this must be the case!
Zhang Zhicheng said angrily: "Meng Feiyan, don't be proud! It's just that the old sect master deliberately lowered his realm to the same level as Qingxiao. What are you proud of!"
Zhang Wudao also snorted coldly: "My son is right, Qing Xiao will die after all!"
Meng Feiyan's face was speechless. She obviously didn't say anything, but in the eyes of these two guys, it seemed as if she had said a thousand words proudly.
She walked outside and watched the Thunder Tribulation Holy Dragon transformed by Qingxiao fighting with the old sect leader, and the worry in her heart reached its peak.
"Qingxiao...you must take me away." She murmured.
In the sky, the Thunder Tribulation Holy Dragon transformed by Meng Chen continued to attack Old Man Zhang. When the dragon's eyes opened and closed, the power of space in the double pupils was released, and layers of space barriers appeared, restricting Old Man Zhang's movements.
After Old Man Zhang sensed the power of space, he sarcastically said: "Haha, you dare to show off the power of space in front of me, you are overestimating your capabilities!"
He activated the power of space, and as the space paths circulated, the layers of space seals laid by Meng Chen shattered like glass, unable to stop Old Man Zhang in the slightest.
Meng Chen, who transformed into a Thunder Tribulation Saint Dragon, couldn't help but widen his dragon eyes. Although this old man said he had suppressed his realm, he didn't limit himself at all when using the Space Avenue!
Depend on! How treacherous!
When his dragon eyes widened, two red-gold divine lights were released from his eyes. The divine light of death was activated, piercing through the remaining space barriers, and suddenly fell on Old Man Zhang.
Old Man Zhang did not dodge, but faced him head-on. A vision suddenly appeared in front of him, and a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged holding a fly whisk suddenly appeared.
"Boom!"
Two rays of annihilation divine light hit the Taoist priest's vision. The violent energy impact continued to impact the Taoist priest's vision, but could not penetrate it. The Taoist priest's image, like a mountain, remained motionless.
Seeing this, Meng Chen activated his immortal body again, and a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky above Old Man Zhang's head. Dark clouds circled around the edge of the vortex, and the red-gold Eye of Thunder appeared.
"Daojie Tianguang!"
Under Meng Chen's full force, a dazzling red gold divine thunder transformed into a divine thunder, and seemed to be a punishment from heaven, falling from the sky.
"Boom..."
Old Man Zhang was trying his best to resist the divine light of annihilation in front of him, when another streak of calamity light fell from the sky.
He was already at his wits end, and in his shock and anger, the suppressed realm suddenly let go, and almost instantly he transformed back into the realm of transcending tribulation. The power of his body swallowed up thousands of miles, shattering the thunder falling from the sky.
The Taoist priest also started to move. With a flick of the whisk, the divine light of annihilation was shattered. Meng Chen's double pupils also suffered a violent impact, and blood flowed from his dragon eyes.
Meng Chen resisted the stinging pain in his eyes and maintained the body of the Thunder Tribulation Holy Dragon, soaring and circling in the sky.
"Old man, in the same realm, I am invincible!"
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