"Under Old Wu's seat, it turns out that they are all bullying people with power. If I have the chance in the future, I will eradicate you one by one!"

Hong Meng roared in his heart. He could no longer bear it. Inadvertently, he saw the surroundings, silent and terrible corpses, telling the sorrow of the war. He was powerless and could do it for a while.

"Come on, but let me see what tricks you are doing. Hey, you have a high understanding and actually imitate my approach. Hey, you don't really learn it. Do you think I'm just selling dog meat with the help of sheep? You're wrong. My mysterious skills are not something that anyone wants to learn, and you don't look at who Mr. Wu of the Eastern Wu Fu Zong is. Don't be here-"

Before he finished speaking, Zetong's face changed. He stared blankly at the changing appearance of Hong Meng's spiritual consciousness, and was very surprised: "Who are you? How do you understand the mysterious skills of my Fu Sect? Come quickly and report to the name. I Zetong will not kill the nameless people!"

Hong Meng knew that he was messing with his words and wanted to remain silent, but he needed to be upright and open, so he didn't care much about it: "My name is Hong Meng, and he is an old acquaintance and old friend of your old thief Wu. When you see him, hello on my behalf. Thank you in advance-"

As he spoke, his spiritual consciousness changed drastically, and according to the rune style depicted in the book, it enveloped the sky. It was like a bolt from the blue, suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​fire, and it was like a dragon roaring in the nine heavens, revealing a mysterious aura everywhere.

"Flowers and embroidered legs are not worth mentioning!"

Zetong shouted loudly, and saw him sucking back the golden Xuan Dan, setting up a random formation, and focusing on dealing with Hong Meng. Originally, he only thought Hong Meng was a three-year-old doll, but he didn't know that Hong Meng took a surprising move. Once the runes changed, he couldn't understand any of the meanings.

Without thinking too much, he thought that the runes taught by his master were unparalleled in the world, and he also transformed the spiritual consciousness into a rune all over the sky, wrapping Hong Meng's spiritual consciousness, hoping to crush it into it without leaving any flaws that made Hong Meng escape.

The spiritual consciousness that was originally invisible was suddenly attacked under the skillful operation of the two. A strong and dazzling spark burst out, which unexpectedly appeared, shocking people.

"This, can spiritual consciousness manifest itself? This is the first time I heard that! The sun has come out from the west."

"It is said that masters are generally like this. Even if they cannot see spiritual consciousness, the collisions they form during fighting or the spatial distortion caused can be manifested."

"So, they are all masters? But I don't look like this! If that number is overwhelmed, it will be in the realm of the Ninth Heaven of Taixu. Is this a master? A joke!"

People grabbed the light of that moment and looked at the young man with a pretty face from time to time. However, they never had a good impression of the twenties, and they wanted to be beaten to lie on the ground and beg for mercy.

Hong Meng couldn't help but squirt a mouthful of blood. His eyes were shrill, and he couldn't help but feel unsatisfied. The gap in strength was hard to make up. But he refused to give in and wanted to continue fighting. He wiped off the blood with one hand and smiled: "It's worthy of being a disciple of Mr. Wu's true teachings. It's true that the runes you transformed just now were not simple. But I still have two more hands. Do you want to continue to appreciate it?"

"Haha. As a true disciple of Mr. Wu, I feel very proud. I have received your praise. I think I deserve it. If you really have a few tricks, don't hide it. I think you're the best to send your scriptures to you. In this way, I can say a few good words to you in front of my master to relieve you of your crimes. Hehe, your name is a little heard. I'm afraid there are many true disciples like me who want to capture you. If it falls into my hands, you will be lucky and you can escape death. If it falls into my hands, haha, there is a way out. What should you do? You think about it."

The voice of the song is leisurely, and there are only three ways to kill the enemy. One is to fight with strength, the other is to fight with conspiracy, and the other is to attack the heart. Attacking the heart is different from conspiracy, and the so-called best way to win by killing the enemy. He wanted to use this method to intimidate Hong Meng, and to achieve both human and wealth.

He smiled mysteriously and said in his heart that if you fall into my hands, you are dead. I think the purple bamboo forest must be on you. At that time, I will take the purple bamboo forest to find the master to seek credit. I am afraid that the master will pass on some secrets of talisman techniques. At that time, I will not bow to my senior brothers like today.

In the Fu Sect, many people's talismans were achieved through their merits. Therefore, whenever tasks were issued, these disciples rushed to do them in order to obtain some talismans after completing the tasks. Therefore, in the Fu Sect, there is only benefits between people, but no real friends. If this is not the case, they will eventually be eliminated.

"Among, you are already seriously injured, please withdraw quickly. You have not healed. It is really not worth dealing with this guy with such a hard work. In addition, your Uncle Tong is also seriously injured. What should I do if you are injured again? I am naturally not afraid of this guy, Zetong, and you can kick him to death with two hooves. Retreat quickly!"

Ah Q's worries are reasonable. He has always been worried that Hong Meng's old illness will recur and it will be difficult to cure it at that time. Even with the purple bamboo forest, Hong Meng's soul wound will be difficult to heal.

The six dead soldiers remained motionless. They only listened to the Hong family. Without the master's words, they would not ask. And if Hong Meng asked them to die, they would never blink.

Hong Meng was quite hesitant. It was not difficult to escape the situation at the moment. The difficulty was how to leave without being hurt. You should know that the guy named Zetong had Xuandan. As soon as the Xuandan came out, Hong Meng and others would definitely not go far. Besides, the speed of spiritual consciousness was faster and they could catch up with the escaped person in an instant.

He pondered for a moment and smiled and said, "Just! Do you want me to surrender? There is no one at all! Mr. Wu and I have been enemies for life. If they exist, I will never surrender to Eastern Wu. And you are Mr. Wu's true disciple, so the deep hatred between you and me cannot be resolved. Let's take your life!"

He knew he had been injured, but if he didn't hurt Zetong, they wouldn't leave safely.

"What does gathering, dispersing, opening and closing mean? Is it just a special formula for portraying runes? No, there must be another mystery here. If you have the chance, you must ask an unknown master."

Hong Meng calmed down and breathed evenly, and his spiritual consciousness naturally depicted a world, which was completely different from what was described by Zetong. The rules here were determined by Hong Meng, and in fact there were only those four words: gathering, dispersing, opening and closing.

His spiritual consciousness fluctuates repeatedly with the four characters, sometimes gathering into rivers, sometimes dispersing like air, sometimes jumping into unknown space cracks, and sometimes dominating **. He gradually learned some ways of the four characters and slowly explored.

"What a strange method. His spiritual consciousness is erratic and unpredictable. Could it be that it was obtained from that sutra? I saw the Spirit Talisman Sutra! I have never heard of this sutra. So that's it. It seems that you are not going to surrender!"

After observing for a long time, he finally figured out Hong Meng's tricks. His spiritual consciousness was like a sea and his momentum was like a rainbow. A powerful spiritual consciousness storm gradually formed, showing his magical powers in the boundless and unscrupulous space.

Mountains and rivers turned back, meteorites flew everywhere, Hong Meng's spiritual consciousness all transformed into pieces were broken or even destroyed by the tunnel, and his spiritual consciousness was also injured again and again, but he gradually realized in his heart and had a deeper understanding of the Spirit Talisman Sutra.

Some rune masters watching the battle tried to enter the world they created, but in an instant they were destroyed and their souls were destroyed, and they died tragically on the streets. Seeing this, others dared not act rashly.

Hong Meng's spiritual consciousness has changed a lot, and he changed his anxiety to unfathomable runes again and again, lingering in that world, and duel with Zetong. His spiritual consciousness has become thousands, and every small area has its spiritual consciousness shadow, and every shadow is a shadow, and it is a manifestation of a rune.

Zetong was chasing Hong Meng's spiritual consciousness all the way. Suddenly, he fell into a starlight. This starlight had an endless area, and there was an existence similar to the sun in the middle, and other stars were circling around it. He was amazed at such a scene, and his heart was beating. Soon he found himself lost in this space and punched the dim star with anger.

The star body exploded instantly without being hit, but the bursting star body turned into a tiny rune, flashing, and soon it returned to the star body again.

He was immediately confused. He was already sure to win, but he was trapped here by Hong Meng. He was so angry that he was so angry that he gradually approached the sun, his whole body was hot and his sweat was flowing, which was like a death.

"My spiritual consciousness is like the sea, and no matter how you change, you can't escape my hand!"

He waved his fist angrily and rushed towards the sun with the rolling flames. Suddenly, the fire dragon flew away and the fire wolf swelled. Instead of flying elsewhere, he killed himself. Fortunately, the spiritual consciousness was powerful enough, otherwise it would have been extinguished by the flames long ago.

After a long time, the galaxy scattered and the sun disappeared. The dazzling sunlight pierced the eyes. Zetong couldn't help but chill. He returned to the real world, but found that there were no enemies in front of him, only a few hundred corpses, and his own army.

"What a powerful mysterious skill, Hong Meng, I can't catch you, I swear not to be a human being!"

After Hong Meng left, such a heart-wrenching roar came from behind. He and Ah Q took Uncle Tong straight to Dayou Mountain, and left the people brought by Fantian in the Honghuang Palace to protect the second elder.

Dayou Mountain, this familiar place, Hong Meng came back today. He first came to his father's grave to worship.

The decaying grass and withered poplars are still so cold here, and even in summer it will make people feel creepy. This is not the soul of his father being responsible, but the terrain.

In addition to the coldness, many unexpected things were added here. The bones were thick and the cold wind was rustling, and the walls of the Hong family's ancestral tomb were destroyed, and the tomb was intact.
Chapter completed!