"Respectability? I like respectability so much!"
"Since you still know how to be decent, why do you keep doing these unattractive things?"
Meng Chen laughed wildly and had no intention of letting anyone go. He now had absolute strength to crush the people on the flying boat, and no one else dared to make the decision without permission.
Meng Chen sneered, but Huang Qi's hoarse voice came to his ears.
"Mr. Meng, let them go! They are just clowns, why do you care?"
Meng Chen didn't care what others said, but Huang Qi's words still had to be cautious. After all, he was a being whose cultivation was enough to crush him.
Of course, there is nothing that can be done. There is still some energy left in the blue dragon's scales, and it should be able to get him out of trouble.
But that is the last resort to save one's life, and should never be used unless one is on the brink of death.
Meng Chen's eyes swept over these monks, and the disgust in his eyes became more intense. He even missed Yun Ying a little. Although that woman was always against him, she would never engage in such weak and brainless tricks.
Meng Chen looked at it for a long time before saying to Huikong: "Huikong, let them down!"
Huikong had a face full of disappointment and was thinking about how to get Meng Chen to let go. Who knew that Meng Chen suddenly changed his mind.
"You..." He still didn't ask, and quickly led people up to release Bai Ting and Xiao Yicheng.
Because their spiritual power was sealed, they were unable to use their cultivation to withstand the strong wind and severe cold. Therefore, they were now increasingly embarrassed, covered in frost, and could only barely look like human beings.
Huikong sighed and asked someone to take them down to wash up.
Those people dared not speak out in anger, glared at Meng Chen fiercely, and led Bai Ting and Xiao Yicheng down.
Meng Chen also withdrew his gaze, and then looked at the red sky in the distance.
For some unknown reason, at the end of the dead and barren black field, there was a blood-red patch. Looking from a distance, the clouds looked like blood rivers falling from the sky, shining with a strange luster.
Meng Chen felt an indescribable pressure, which was full of violence, blood and bloodlust.
It seemed like a cruel ancient battlefield. Wherever you looked, there were corpses everywhere, and among the broken limbs and broken arms, the blood was dazzling red.
Meng Chen looked at Monk Huikong aside. This guy should be disgusted with this kind of environment, right?
To his surprise, Monk Huikong just watched with a calm face, and did not have the slightest impact on him because of the surrounding environment.
What he didn't see was that Monk Huikong's hand, which was always twirling the beads, was now hidden in his sleeves. His hands were trembling slightly, and he found that his heart was beating loudly, but this emotion It's not fear, but excitement, as if the suppressed demon is about to revive.
Half a day later, they arrived. The endless land ahead was covered with cracks. In the gaps, hot magma was rolling and bubbling in some places. From time to time, explosions would occur, spewing out large sheets of magma.
The hot breath hit his face, and Meng Chen's eyes instantly became dark, looking for the enemy.
However, as far as the eye can see, there is only one lonely spaceship, and as for the enemy... there is no one at all.
Others are obviously a little confused. The four major families have joined forces with the masters of Thirteen Days to make a fight here.
But now, they arrived after a long journey, but the other party was nowhere to be seen.
While they were stunned, a spark ignited in front of their eyes, and then red flame feathers appeared in the space around them, gradually manifesting themselves. After a while, a tall body appeared, more than five meters high, and above the body, there was It was a bird head with a pointed beak, completely covered by a golden mask. The feathers on its back were shaking, and a pair of large wings spread out in front of everyone.
After fully emerging, the flame patterns on his body also appeared, and the hot energy breath emanated, making the already hot environment even more scorching. Everyone was terrified, could this be a thirteen-day monk? Isn’t it talking about the Nascent Soul Realm duel? Why would there be such a powerful one?
The man turned back, swept his indifferent eyes over everyone, and said in a hoarse voice: "I, Huang Qi, am responsible for your safety outside the secret realm."
Hearing this familiar voice, Meng Chen understood that this was Huang Qi who reminded him before.
Huikong and Zhou Chao had obviously never seen Huang Qi before, so they bowed down in fear and fear.
"Meet the seniors!"
"Meet the seniors!"
……
Meng Chen also bowed his hands. Huang Qi's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally stopped on Meng Chen.
"Mr. Meng, Your Majesty has said that now you still have a chance to go back on your word. Should you enter the secret realm as your own body or as a clone?"
Meng Chen thought for a moment and said without hesitation: "Just the original body!"
"Then I will help you suppress your realm now, can you?" Huang Qi asked.
The eyes of the group of people instantly became eager. The reason why they can't defeat Meng Chen now is because Meng Chen's true level is too high.
If he were suppressed to the same level, Meng Chen would definitely die!
Meng Chen noticed their movements vigilantly, and frowned slightly: "That's no need, I can also suppress the realm myself."
Huikong was a little worried: "Meng Chen, the self-proclaimed realm may not be so stable. Since they have set up the Nascent Soul battlefield, all forces beyond the Nascent Soul realm will be wiped out. According to the poor monk, you should let Senior Huang Qi help you suppress it. Go! ”
"No, I'm not worried. I'll do it myself." Meng Chen turned around and returned to the cabin. He was very good at suppressing his cultivation.
Outside, Xiao Yicheng and Bai Ting looked at each other and smiled. The hatred hidden in their eyes was constantly building up, just waiting for the right moment to explode and drown Meng Chen.
Monk Huikong asked about the situation here. Huang Qi raised her eyes, and the scene in front of her was reflected in her red-yellow pupils. As several laws were played, the space in front of her shook, and an invisible energy barrier appeared.
Under the influence of Huang Qi's law power, the portal shone with a cold purple light, completely exposed to everyone.
As the space curves and folds, two figures slowly emerge.
"Hahaha, I thought you couldn't even find the space portal! But I have underestimated you!"
The speaker has a normal human appearance, but his skin is dark purple, exactly like this space portal. Although his movements can be restrained, violent energy fluctuations are not blooming unconsciously. They could tell that this person was of a good level and was probably not a monk participating in the duel.
Huang Qi stood opposite them, with the wings folded behind her back, wrapping him around them.
"Who is coming?" His words were sonorous, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Phoenix relic? Why are you willing to be a small guard in this lower world?" The purple-skinned man frowned and made a sound of surprise.
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