Wang Meng was at this time, and his bloody tricks were gone.

Even if you release poison, you won’t hurry up.

Poison gas does not have the ability to attack quickly.

Wang Meng didn't know whether his master Shangqingzi came. Even if he came, his master was definitely not the opponent of the soul cultivator in the Heavenly Realm. There is no problem with martial arts, and his soul power is definitely not enough. Once the soul is injured, the martial arts value will definitely drop rapidly.

Apart from using rosary, Wang Meng had no time to wait for the master. He didn't want the master to be injured either.

The second wave of soul power of the Soul Clan has been released.

Wang Meng was about to crush the rosary.

"Stop wasting it!" Xiao Wanzi suddenly roared, and suddenly threw the cloud-swallowing jar to Wang Meng: "Anyway, this is the evil monk's magic weapon, so it directly leads him to take action. The Buddha will also take action!"

Wang Meng had a thought and the cloud swallowing pot hung above his head.

Buzz!

Xiao Wanzi secretly activated the cloud swallowing jar!

boom!

A colorful light burst out, and an extremely cold aura emanated. In the blink of an eye, except for Wang Meng himself, the surrounding area is a frost world.

Everything freezes.

Hundreds of soul tribes all became ice sculptures in an instant.

The soul power that attacked was swallowed by the cloud swallowing pot.

Immediately afterwards, a crackling sound broke out.

In an instant, all the frozen things around them suddenly burst into pieces and turned into powder.

The cloud swallowed it all.

Wang Meng was extremely shocked.

The cloud swallow is so powerful!

"Brother! This baby is so amazing!" Xian'er opened her mouth and exclaimed for a long time.

"It's a pity that my brother has already sacrificed it, so why not give it to the immortal!" Wang Meng put away the cloud swallowing jar and said,

Xu Qianqian was shocked and smiled bitterly. Bai Ze was so good to Xian'er, better than himself.

"Brother! Xian'er doesn't want it! Brother has this powerful magic weapon, you're safe, right?" Xian'er suddenly hugged his brother's neck again and looked at Wang Meng hopefully.

Before Wang Meng could speak, suddenly, an old monk with red beard and red eyebrows floated from a distance. The old monk was holding an old man in black in his hand. The old man's mask had been taken off, revealing his old face full of pleated ones. He was bleeding from his seven orifices and was dead.

Soul Clan?

Wang Meng was surprised!

Look at the old man's clothing is just like those soul tribes.

Wang Meng concluded that the old man must be the soul clan heavenly realm that did not appear. No wonder he did not appear. His feelings were captured by this old monk!

This old monk was wearing a blood-red monk's robe, and the monk's robe was flashing red, not an ordinary person.

A smell of blood floats away from a distance.

The old monk is not a person from the Buddha continent, nor is he a cultivator from the outside world of the ruins, because he exudes the aura of the early stage of the God-transformation realm.

There is no realm to suppress him here! Only one explanation is that he is the controller of this ruined magic weapon. No wonder he captured the Heavenly Realm of the Soul Clan.

Wang Meng's face looked ugly, and what should be come is still here.

"Haha, my magic weapon has finally appeared. Are you a disaster in the Three Realms?" The old monk did not have kind-eyed eyes, but had a fleshy face and a fierce look. He stared at Wang Meng with a pair of triangular eyes. Although he was smiling, he looked even more ferocious.

"Yunkong?" Wang Meng's face was calm, hoping that the Buddha would take action quickly.

But, there was no movement.

"I am Yunkong, but I only have a single body. The deity has entered the Buddha realm and is ranked in the Buddha class! This ruin is the deity's magic weapon." The old monk said. He did not hide it from Wang Meng.

Wang Meng was shocked, and his body, Yunkong had reached such a high level?

Wang Meng felt the realm of Yun Kongfen, but he did not feel any pressure. He was very surprised.

"Mencius compassionately, the Tunyun Can is originally the object of the deity. If you steal it, it's fine. Just now, the Tunyun Can saved three more lives. I'll kill this soul clan's Heavenly Realm for you. This can be forgotten. Return the Tunyun Can to me!" said the old monk, his voice calm.

"This is given to me by the Buddha! You should ask the Buddha!" ​​Wang Meng said. He was also very calm, but he pretended that he believed that the Buddha would definitely take action. However, after a while, Wang Meng felt upset.

Wang Meng's mental power is almost exhausted and his headache is split, which is being supported. Otherwise, he would have been healing quickly because of this.

"This is the ancient martial arts world, and the Buddha is in the Buddha world. This ruin is also the magic weapon of the deity. Even the Buddha cannot interfere, right? Are you waiting for him to take action?" The old monk looked at Wang Meng and said lightly, as if he knew what Wang Meng was thinking.

Wang Meng's heart was shocked.

Wang Meng thought to himself, if this old monk really doesn't care, he is really sure that the Buddha will not take action, why did he not do anything to himself?

Is Yunkong a compassionate monk?

Wang Meng concluded that Yun Kongdi must have some concerns.

"Since you know that I am a disaster in the Three Realms, I have never taken out the things I have in my hands. This Yun-Swallowing Jar is a gift from Yunkong to me. I will not harm him in the future." Wang Meng said.

The old monk was almost angry to death, his face turned angry, but he really didn't take action immediately.

Wang Meng sneered in his heart. It seemed that he had guessed correctly, and the old monk was worried.

"This is the magic weapon that I have sacrificed and refined since the beginning of my practice. I have been following me for many years and have a deep relationship with me and cannot give it up. Can I exchange other treasures with you?" the old monk said gritting his teeth.

Wang Meng now made it even more certain that the old monk said that the Buddha could not come, which was a lie. Moreover, Yunkong was always thinking about this broken jar, which means that this jar was definitely not simple.

Wang Meng suddenly looked at Ziweiwei's sky and said, "Buddha? Do you take him away? I think he is too lazy!"

The old monk's face changed drastically and he looked at the void.

But the void is empty.

Taking advantage of the old monk's sighting at the void, Wang Meng had already asked Xiao Wanzi to take Xu Qianqian and Xian'er away and quickly escaped invisible.

Xiao Wanzi opened up an independent space in the Ten Thousand Buddha Seal, isolated from other areas of the Ten Thousand Buddha Seal, in order to save people at critical moments, and not be discovered the secret of the Ten Thousand Buddha Seal. This is what Wang Meng meant.

"It's really shameless!" The old monk found that Wang Meng was gone and the Buddha did not show up. He knew he had been fooled and cursed.

But he seemed not in a hurry, nor did he chase him, but instead grabbed the void.

The void suddenly trembled.

The old monk caught someone and Shangqingzi!

Shangqingzi secretly protected the three Yangs of the Big and Big.

Although he knew that he would be suppressed when he entered the ruins, he was really worried that his two beloved disciples would follow him in.

The Soul Clan took action just now, but he did not participate because he found that Da Sanyang raised an extraordinary bead.

But he didn't expect that Da Sanyang had no beads, but he sacrificed another jar.

He also heard the conversation between the eldest Sanyang and the old monk, and was very surprised.

At this time, Da Sanyang was about to run away. He didn't plan to show up. Because although the old monk was just transforming into a god, this was his magic weapon, and his realm was no longer enough to build the foundation, so he was definitely not a match for this old monk.

He knew that the Sanyang of the Great Da was not sure to run away because this was the old monk's magic weapon. However, he had not yet thought about how to take action. However, he was suddenly caught by the old monk and he had no power to resist.

This is the strength gap, the power of magic weapon space.

"Steal the cloud swallow jar and change it to your master." The old monk looked at somewhere in the void and said.

"You kill him! This old Taoist Niu Nose accepts me as his disciple. He has not passed me a single move and half of his moves until now. It's useless. I've been killing him long ago. He's dead, and I happen to be the head of the Dao Sect!" Wang Meng's voice came from the void.

The old monk was stunned. Is this the master and apprentice?
Chapter completed!