As the second master of the Jingyang Sect, Zeng Mengxuan's cultivation was second only to the head of the real person in the Jingyang Sect.
With the help of the legacy of the Shaking Heaven Sect, Zhong Fan, the head of the Jingyang Sect, had just advanced to the Tiangang Realm two years ago, and Zeng Mengxuan's cultivation had once caught up with the leader, he had advanced to the Xuangang Realm in four years, and at that time, Zhong Fan's real person's cultivation was only the Xuangang Realm.
This time, after the news of the appearance of a secret realm in the Liangyu Mountains reached the Jingyang Sect, Zhong Fan Zhenren immediately sent three real people led by Zeng Mengxuan to the Liangyu Mountains, and got off to a good start from the beginning, they found a spiritual jade mine on a low hill, and finally teamed up with the four friends of He County and the Yun family of Xi County from Huzhou to divide this spiritual jade mine, and the income was very rich.
The most important thing was that when the three families worked together to hollow out this small spirit jade mine, they finally found four phantom spirit stones at the bottom of the pit, and Zeng Mengxuan's bad luck came from the discovery of these four phantom spirit stones.
First, the four phantom stones were secretly hidden by the Yun family, but then they noticed it, especially after getting the news of the wonderful use of the phantom stone, the four friends of He County and the Jingyang Sect joined forces to start hunting down the Yun family monks.
Unfortunately, when it seemed that he was about to succeed, he was attacked by the extraterritorial monks who suddenly rushed out, and he was the only one of the three real people of the Jingyang Sect who finally escaped in the end.
In any case, Jingyang Sect at least did not destroy the entire army during this trip to the Liangyu Mountains, and all the previous gains were also on him alone, and more importantly, he finally got an illusion stone from a Yun family monk who was killed by an extraterritorial monk.
If you don't die in a catastrophe, there will be blessings!
Zeng Mengxuan thought that although he was the only one left in the Jingyang Sect this time, maybe he was the real destined person, as long as he entered the illusion mist space, he might be able to get the coveted treasure, and the sacrifices he had made before could be fully recovered, and he might not be able to go further, just like four years ago, maybe he could catch a glimpse of the throne of the leader of the sect.
Perhaps because of his previous experience of being in distress several times, Zeng Mengxuan's behavior became much more cautious, although it took him more time to rush to the vicinity of the phantom mist space, but he did not encounter any danger along the way.
When he stepped into the phantom mist space, Zeng Mengxuan thought that his luck had finally come.
But what he didn't know was that when he was marching towards the illusion mist space with all the grass and trees along the way, everything about him had already been seen by some beings who were high above and regarded the beings in the cultivation world as grass mustard, and these great supernatural beings had already wished they could crush this belated guy to death with a finger!
And when Zeng Mengxuan came to the area near the phantom mist space, what he didn't notice was that the eyeliner of the various forces that were originally hidden near the area shrouded by the phantom mist space was already gone at this time.
The moment Zeng Mengxuan stepped into the fantasy mist space, almost half of the sky above the Liangyu Mountains changed color in an instant, just like the end was coming, the scorching sun in the east, the dark clouds in the west, the pouring rain in the south, and the wind and snow in the north.
The forces of all parties that had not yet withdrawn from the Liangyu Mountains, even the most dull people, already felt the danger at this time.
Countless birds and beasts hidden in the depths of the mountains were fleeing towards the periphery of the Liangyu Mountains away from danger, and a much larger beast tide was forming in the north and south directions of the Liangyu Mountains after the Cao Xun Secret Realm had just appeared and merged with the reality cultivation world to cause an earthquake.
At this time, Yang Tiangang and his son had already moved away from the area where the spiritual vein they had discovered, and they were about to leave the Liangyu Mountains all the way south.
The two of them looked back at the approximate direction where the phantom mist space was located, and from a distance, they saw the large-scale changes in the sky as if the end was coming, and their hearts were even more frightened, and the speed under their feet couldn't help but speed up by three points again.
After about two hours, Yang Tiangang and his son finally left the Liangyu Mountains, at this time the two were already in the territory of Yuzhou Bi County, which belonged to the sphere of influence of the Jade Sword Sect.
At this time, Zeng Mengxuan had experienced several life-and-death battles in the illusion space, and finally defeated the strong enemy, and was walking out of the illusion mist space under the guidance of the phantom spirit stone in his hand.
A high-grade spiritual weapon, although the harvest made Zeng Mengxuan slightly disappointed, but he himself had only accumulated two spiritual weapons over the years, one of which was also a middle-grade spiritual energy given by the head because of his status as the second master of the Jingyang Sect, and the ownership did not belong to him.
This trip to the Liangyu Mountains, no matter what, at least he was not a loss, although he had fallen two real people, as long as he advanced to the Tiangang Realm in the future, the strength of that sect not only did not weaken, but also grew.
Just as Zeng Mengxuan came out of the phantom fog space hesitantly, the phantom fog space behind him suddenly began to collapse, and the many scenes that the phantom fog was demonstrating were distorted one after another, and the thick phantom fog shrank sharply.
At this time, Zeng Mengxuan had not yet realized anything from the sudden upheaval that occurred in the phantom mist space, he was even a little fortunate, he had just left the phantom fog space, and a drastic change had occurred here, it seemed that he was really lucky.
But at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in Zeng Mengxuan's ears: "This bastard finally came out, allowing me to wait for you alone for so long for many Taoist cultivators, this deflated calf died too facefully."
What does it mean? Daoist realm cultivator?
A powerful force that seemed to be the sky collapsing suddenly came, Zeng Mengxuan directly gnawed mud and fell to the ground, the bones in his body were broken like popping beans, and the organs of the internal organs were crushed into meat paste, the high-grade spiritual weapon he had just obtained was shattered like porcelain, only his eyes were still staring at the violently contracting illusion fog space, and finally before all the pictures turned into a bottomless abyss, Zeng Mengxuan finally suddenly realized that thirty-six treasures in the illusion fog space required thirty-six real realm monks, holding thirty-six phantom spirit stones from Cao Xun's secret realm to enter, and he was the last monk to enter with the phantom spirit stones!
How many Taoist realm cultivators were waiting to compete for the last treasure of Cao Xun's secret realm, but they were unable to do so because of the support of the last of the thirty-six treasures in the illusion mist space.
When Zeng Mengxuan became the last recipient of the thirty-six phantom spirit stones, his fate was actually predetermined.
However, before he died, he could let an unknown number of Taoist realm-level beings personally see him off, and he could be considered to have died well.
The huge spiritual power turmoil made Yang Tiangang and his son, who had already left the Liangyu Mountains at this time and did not know how far away they were from the location of the phantom mist space, clearly felt that kind of powerful impact.
The two of them looked back in that direction almost at the same time, and happened to see a faint cloud in mid-air being driven by an invisible force, constantly falling from the sky and changing its shape at the same time, gradually forming a thumb pressed down, but this thumb was too huge, it was estimated that crushing a person was similar to crushing an ant.
Could this be the power that the existence of the Taoist realm can control?
Yang Junshan's eyes were frosty, and Guanghan's spiritual eyes were used to the extreme by him, and he could see more clearly than Yang Tiangang what was happening at the original location of the phantom fog space.
That was the sky collapsing, the real sky collapsing, as if the space in the sky was broken, and the clouds in mid-air seemed to be cut instantly, and then rapidly contracted towards the center.
One peak was collapsing, and another peak suddenly began to slide down halfway up the mountain.
A corner that looked like a blue flag was waving in the clouds, and the giant trees in the forest within a radius of dozens of miles were broken upside down.
A white mist suddenly rushed in, wandering between the mountains, and the place it passed suddenly turned into ice and snow.
A touch of blood crossed the sky, and the sky and earth began to rain blood densely.
A ray of light rose into the sky, and suddenly a dense thunderbolt struck down, centered on this light, slashing down like a spider.
A burst of black gas exploded, and wherever it passed, no grass grew.
Yang Junshan still couldn't see the real fight between the cultivators of the Taoist human realm, but just this scene was terrifying enough, and at the same time, it also made him feel a desire from the bottom of his heart.
Yang Tiangang's voice sounded in his ears: "Will this kind of scene that destroy the world completely destroy our spiritual vein?"
Yang Junshan was also a little unsure: "Probably not, after we didn't form a traction formation, we have already sunk that spiritual vein to a depth of ten feet underground, and there is a distance of hundreds of miles from the phantom mist space in the area where the center of the battle is located.
Yang Tiangang nodded and said, "Let's go, this place is too dangerous, if it is really a Taoist realm cultivator fighting, they may affect here at any time."
Just as Yang Tiangang and his son had just left from the outskirts of the Liangyu Mountains, various roars of beasts had already come from the dense forest deep in the mountains.
Just when Yang Tiangang and his son were preparing to return south, an uninvited guest came to visit outside Xishan Village, Mengyu County.
Yang Tianchen had already come out, but as soon as he turned around, he found that the village protection formation in Xishan Village had been opened, blocking the intersection into the village.
"What are you doing, what are you doing? Hurry up and remove the guardian formation! How can there be such a reason to welcome distinguished guests? Do you know who this person is?"
Yang Tianchen pointed to the middle-aged monk next to him, stretched out his thumb and said: "This is the uncle of our Yang family, the son-in-law of my third sister Yang Tianfang, and the eldest grandson of Wang Qianzhenren, the head of the Wang family in Chenyu County!"
Speaking of which, Yang Tianchen turned around and smiled at Wang Yuanchen again: "Brother-in-law, forgive me, after all, the Yang family has become a powerful family for a short time, and the etiquette is not thoughtful.
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