Looking around, there were nine people around just now, but now only Wang Meng himself is left.

He laughed softly.

The person who was most worried about in this place left this place, and he could finally give up everything and fight here without any worries.

He called out the Red Spirit Snake from his dantian sea, and the Huiling Snake was obviously very dissatisfied.

"What are you doing? Don't you know I'm going to swallow the Demon Lord Grass soon? Why are you handing me over?" The Red Spirit Snake said with dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Can't you move after eating the Demon Lord Grass?" Wang Meng asked in confusion.

"Of course I can't move anymore. I need to sleep for a while." The Red Spirit Snake replied.

Wang Meng nodded, then asked again: "How long do you need to sleep?"

"It's about three days, what's wrong? I can't bear to leave me? I still can't bear to leave my strength." The Red Spirit Snake quipped with a smile.

Wang Meng snorted, then said, "Okay, it's okay, you go back to my Dantian Sea and swallow the Demon Lord Grass." Wang Meng said.

As soon as this said, the Red Spirit Snake immediately became angry.

"Damn, Wang Meng, what do you think of me? Come and sway it when you summon it, and then leave when you wave it." The Red Spirit Snake said furiously.

"Call me brother." Wang Meng said slowly.

The Red Spirit Snake snorted, then stopped caring about Wang Meng. It crawled back into Wang Meng's dantian sea and began to swallow the demon grass.

Wang Meng stood there, a white light flashed in his hand, and a large bow appeared.

The big bow foot is half a person tall, all over the body is golden and shining with light. The entire bow body is carved into the shape of a golden dragon, majestic and lifelike, as if it is really a living golden dragon.

A strong bowstring was tied to the dragon's head and tail, and it was tightly stretched. Wang Meng tried to pull the bowstring, and the strength needed to use was really quite large.

When I loosened my fingers, there was no invisible true qi arrow. This was because this bow was now a masterless thing and did not become Wang Meng's possession. So now in Wang Meng's hand, it was just a large bow that was stronger than an ordinary bow.

Wang Meng put his fingers on the bowstring and then wiped them hard. His fingers were cut by the bowstring. The blood on Wang Meng's hand touched the bow's body, and a dazzling light immediately rippled in the entire bow's body. There seemed to be a light flashing in the eyes of the dragon head on the bow's body. Then Wang Meng only felt that he had some connection with this big bow.

Holding the big bow in his hand, Wang Meng turned his head and looked at a big stone not far away.

He raised the big bow in his hand, and the other hand hooked the strings.

Swish!

Wang Meng immediately felt the true energy in his body began to gather on the bowstring. In an instant, Wang Meng felt enough.

Although there were still no traces of arrows on the entire large bow, Wang Meng could clearly feel that there was an arrow on the bow.

His fingers that hooked the bowstring suddenly loosened.

Whoosh!

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and then the huge stone was instantly split.

Wang Meng nodded with satisfaction. The power of this Qianhuan Bow is really great and is suitable for him to use now.

After a lot of glances around, Wang Meng chose a direction to walk casually. He didn't know where he should go, so he could only walk around casually.

...

At night, Wang suddenly raised a bonfire. He sat next to the bonfire, holding a branch in his hand, and a fat pheasant was inserted on it.

This pheasant was hunted by Wang Meng just now, and it happened to be Wang Meng's supper.

The pheasant was roasted by fire, and the aroma of meat continued to emerge from the pheasant. I could smell Wang Meng's index finger and I wanted to eat it now.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from a grass behind Wang Meng. Wang Meng's heart moved, but he pretended to be unaware of it, and was still roasting the pheasant.

Swish...

A black shadow quickly jumped out of the grass and headed straight for Wang Meng.

Wang Meng snorted coldly, got up instantly, grabbed the branches of the pheasant with one hand, and punched out the other hand. Before the fist was completely shot out, the fist wind swept out quickly, shocking the black shadow who wanted to sneak attack Wang Meng back several steps, and finally fell to the ground.

Wang Meng was stunned. Why is this guy so weak? Or is his strength actually so strong that he can easily break the enemy by relying solely on fist wind?

The man who attacked Wang Meng quickly stood up. Wang Meng looked at the man with the lights, only to feel that this man looked familiar.

"Senior Brother Wang Meng, is it you?"

The black shadow said excitedly, obviously knowing Wang Meng.

Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, then carefully looked at the person opposite again, and some impressions appeared in his mind.

Then he suddenly rang out. He had indeed seen this person. This person was a disciple of Xuanling Sect. When they went up the mountain together, the disciple almost fell down. Thanks to his hand that he stretched out his hand to hold the disciple, he did not let the disciple fall down the mountain. However, he didn't expect to see him in this place.

Wang Meng still remembers that disciple was very introverted, looked a little weak, unwilling to speak, and his cultivation level was not high, and he only had a mid-level Vajra realm.

"Come here." Wang Meng waved to the disciple. The disciple shook a little in fear, but still walked to the bonfire with a bit of bullet.

Wang Meng took advantage of the bonfire and looked at the disciple in front of him carefully to confirm that this person was the disciple of Xuanling Sect.

"Why are you here?" Wang Meng asked.

"Our sect bumped into another sect, and all the senior brothers and sisters died tragically at the hands of that sect disciple. Only I escaped, but I didn't expect to see you, Senior Brother Wang Meng." The disciple said, with a strong sadness on his face.

Wang Meng nodded. Seeing the blood and wounds on the disciple's body, most of his heart believed the disciple's words.

"Senior brother, where are the senior brothers and sisters around you? Did they also encounter strong enemies, and you were the only one left in the end?" the disciple asked carefully.

Wang Meng remained silent, obviously unwilling to answer this question.

When the disciple saw Wang Meng, he was unwilling to answer. He had already confirmed in his heart that his guess had been wiped out, leaving only Wang Meng.

"What's your name?" Wang Meng asked.
Chapter completed!