"Ameng--" Feng Shuang shouted hurriedly, but the blue light ball had already rushed into Hong Meng's head and then began to rush down along his body.

The Qing'er light group entered Hong Meng's body. Even Hong Zheng and the Great Elder, who were ten feet away from Hong Meng, could see clearly that Hong Meng's body was controlled by the blue color, and even her skin turned into blue color. She looked like smooth and wide leaves.

Seeing Hong Meng who had already turned into a weird person, Feng Shuang was immediately frightened, and his whole body was in a cold war, his upper and lower teeth collided violently, and the voice was clear and questionable.

"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Hong Zheng saw Feng Shuang's fear, fearing that something would happen to her again, so he sent two maids to send Feng Shuang back to the house, preventing her from seeing this shocking scene.

After bombing all the servants away, Hong Tong closed the door heavily and looked at Hong Meng at a loss, then turned his gaze to Hong Zheng: "Clan leader, looking at Hong Meng's situation, it is very critical. I wonder if there is a good solution? I think this blue light ball is like a wooden elbow in the mountains. Let's work together to deal with it."

After pondering slightly, Hong Zheng looked ugly and paced in the room. When he heard Hong Tong's flowers, he shook his head firmly, "I don't think it's that simple. The wooden elbow in the mountains may not have that great ability to hide it from our eyes. Moreover, the formation of the wooden elbow is extremely difficult. In my opinion, this blue light ball must be some kind of gas containing spirituality, but its spirituality is too unexpected."

As he said that, several people looked at each other again, but saw that the green light was still approaching his throat and converging towards Hong Meng's middle dantian. As Hong Zheng said, it really had unexpected spirituality and could independently find the target and even integrate into the target's body.

It may be to find a host, and then absorb the mysterious energy in the host's body, use it as a nourishment, and continuously strengthen itself. As for how much harm it will be to the host, it is not something Hong Zheng and the others can predict.

"It shouldn't attack Amon, otherwise it wouldn't be able to survive on its own. But this is always a hidden danger for Amon. If it doesn't eliminate it, it may affect Amon's cultivation!"

Sitting in front of Hong Meng's bed, Hong Zheng carefully checked the movements of the blue light ball and Hong Meng's own injuries and made such a judgment. The reason why he was so sure was that after the blue light ball entered the body, it did not hurt Hong Meng's body, even if it was a small meridian, it was not damaged.

Hong Tong and the Great Elder both nodded, agreeing with Hong Zheng's opinion. However, the stubborn Hong Tong was still dissatisfied, pushed Hong Zheng away, sat next to Hong Meng, and entered a trace of golden mysterious energy, trying to block the spread of the blue light ball.

As soon as the golden mysterious energy touched the green light ball, it immediately became listless and soon disappeared. The green light ball was unscathed and continued to gather little by little towards Hong Meng's middle dantian.

"What a weird thing!"

Seeing this, Hong Tong not only cursed, but then stood up helplessly and also imitated Hong Zheng to walk in the house. The golden mysterious energy was no match for the blue light ball at all, which made him not only lose face, but also annoyed.

"Let's wait and see where he will develop when he reaches the Zhongdantian."

The old elder, who had been silent for a long time, narrowed his eyes slightly, kept stroking his beard with one hand, and spoke and suggested. He sensed the breath of the blue light ball with his own mysterious energy, and felt that the breath seemed to be a child, who had not grown up yet, but was just absorbing energy. However, even so, the breath on its body was already unique.

Hong Meng, who was in a semi-coma state, listened vaguely to the words of the patriarch and others in the house, and felt a lot more relaxed. At least it was certain that the thing would not do anything to him now. This gave him a chance to breathe. His powerful spiritual consciousness, which had not yet relaxed at that moment, had already firmly confined the three true qi in the dantian...,

It was a terrible and consuming project. If the spiritual consciousness does not relax for a moment, Hong Meng will not get a rest for a moment. If this stalemate continues, sooner or later will not be able to hold on. Hong Meng knew very well in his heart that he had to find a way to get rid of this unfavorable situation as soon as possible.

What surprised him was that when the blue light ball entered his body, the true energy in the dantian would no longer riot, but stood there safely. How Hongmeng's spiritual consciousness pulled and dragged it was no response. Hongmeng was confused. What was the situation? Could it be that it had an affair with the blue light ball?

Thinking of this, Hong Meng hurriedly sensed the blue light ball, calmed down, without any desires and demands. He seemed to see that deep in the mountains, the forests were dense, and an ancient tree embraced by three people was like a crane standing out in the barren mountains and ridges.

It exudes a strong vitality and shines brightly on its body, making the little lives nearby seem to be summoned, constantly gathering around the ancient trees, and worshiping the majestic and heroic posture of the ancient trees with their own singing.

The green light was faint and the divine light was swaying. The whole ancient tree looked like the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, supporting a world and nourishing a pure land.

Hong Meng was stunned. His spiritual consciousness penetrated deep into the blue light ball, but he didn't expect to see such a scene. The figure of the ancient tree was wandering in his mind. He seemed to have an impression, that was - Xiaoyou Mountain, the sacred tree!

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood-red eyeballs were covered with bloodshots. He half turned his head and looked at Hong Zheng and others, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Forehead--"

Hong Zheng and others were confused. Why did Hong Meng, who was still sleeping just now, suddenly wake up and say such words? Could it be that Hong Meng already knew the background of the blue light ball, or had thought of a way to deal with it?

They looked at Hong Meng in shock, but saw Hong Meng get up, sit cross-legged on the bed, and slowly enter the cultivation. This situation made Hong Tong laugh and cry. They were so worried that Hong Meng had something to do, but Hong Meng not only had a weak expression, but also had a weird behavior. It was really not the truth, was he helping him or standing there watching.

After a while, they felt relieved when they saw Hong Meng's nothing, and each found a chair to sit down and looked at Hong Meng. Because the long wait was too boring, they chatted from time to time, whether Hong Meng's progress was going or how the blue light ball was moving.

No one disturbed him anymore, Hong Meng calmed down and began a formal competition with the blue light group. At this time, the blue light group had already occupied Zhongdantian and settled down there, completely ignoring Hong Meng, the landlord. Moreover, the other three kinds of true qi did not dare to harass it at all.

"Hmph, so what if it's a sacred tree? I won't allow you to do whatever you want here."

He thought in his mind that Hong Meng took spiritual consciousness as his pioneer, first let go of the three gradually stable true energy, and then wrapped the blue light ball from all directions. The blue color felt a great crisis and immediately began to resist, violently attacking Hong Meng's already formed spiritual consciousness network.

Since he started, Hong Meng would not be soft-hearted. He left a disaster in his dantian and could not practice with peace of mind no matter what. Whenever the blue color hits, he would strengthen the thickness of the spiritual consciousness in this direction and let the blue color stop itself.

Seeing that his approach had initial results, Hong Meng was not in a hurry to be happy, because he could only temporarily trap the blue color and could not move the blue color body. Judging from this situation, unless he took a ruthless move, he could peel off a layer of skin from the blue color.

"Since you are here, it's not good to not get some reward first. Besides, this huge energy is a good material for cultivation! If you don't charge the benefits of being delivered to your door, it seems to be out of your mind."

He suddenly thought of this, not only was he happy, but he forgot all the pain he had just now, thinking about how to refine this green gas. As soon as this heart came out, the green color immediately became panicked and ran around, fearing that Hong Meng would be eaten alive...

No matter how the blue jumped around, he had a sudden determination and swallowed this big meal in one bite. The spiritual consciousness gradually accumulated around the blue, forming a thick net of heaven and earth like a wall, trapping the blue. No matter how it collides, it is helpless.

Hong Meng had already thought about it. The first step was to cut the cake. The spiritual consciousness turned into a blade and cut into the cyan body in pieces. The green naturally resisted and destroyed Hong Meng's spiritual consciousness blade again and again, but in this way, it also suffered considerable damage.

Hong Meng suffered a certain amount of pain when the spiritual blade was destroyed, but when he was carving the runes, he had long been accustomed to this kind of pain. He was not attracted by this little fight.

The protracted war began like this. For an entire hour, the spiritual blade cut in again and again, was destroyed again and again, and then synthesized again and again, and was destroyed. The blue color was already exhausted, and the speed of destroying the blade was obviously much slower.

"The time has come!"

With a moving mind, Hong Meng seized the opportunity and formed a wide, dense spiritual blade in an instant. Taking advantage of the time when the blue color was tired, he suddenly cut into the middle. But he felt a scream, and the green color was cut into two parts. They wanted to merge together and struggled constantly, but Hong Meng's spiritual wall had already formed, completely separating the two halves of the green color.

Hong Meng smiled proudly, looking at the fertile blue color, he couldn't help but start. At this time, the two blue colors struggled violently and resisted violently, but it was useless. Hong Meng saw the smaller part of the blue color and transported it to the next to the true energy of the broken **.

The second step is to refine. The true energy of the breaking ** comes from this blue ball, so if you can use this six times to break the wheel, or even break the wheel second, it would be great. He was looking forward to the power of the seventh level to break the **, and couldn't help but force a small half of the blue to divide it into two parts again, one big and one small.

"Use a small part of the blue and try it out first. If it succeeds, then the harvest will be great this time. It's not in vain for him to suffer for a night."

Pay attention to making sure that he used his spirit to break through the center of the true qi. Since the energy of these true qi dropped a lot, it was easy to break. Then he pulled a small part of the blue color and stuffed it into the broken crack.

The blue resisted violently and ran around, but all of them were useless. Hong Meng's mind sensed that it seemed to be wailing in pain, and even begging for mercy to Hong Meng. But how could Hong Meng give up this opportunity that finally came?

"I said, "The sacred tree, why did you run into my body for nothing? Since this is the case, I won't use it. I can't let you grow slowly in my body and eat me alive? Do you think this is possible?"
Chapter completed!