"There is still one last step left." Emperor Meng murmured to himself, and then released his soul power. This time, the scope was wider, covering everyone, including the thousands of people who were offered as blood sacrifices.
"Soul Capturing Technique: All Ghosts Transform into Souls!"
Emperor Meng raised his hands, and the people who had fallen to the ground and died struggled to get up again. They let out heart-rending screams of pain, and then a ball of blood-red stuff slowly came out of their mouths.
"Leader, I understand why the blood of these people has not been drained. Emperor Meng wants to refine their souls into resentful spirits and then absorb them." Jiang Yuan remembered. He had heard about Emperor Meng's skills a long time ago. The law is very evil and can absorb the souls of others to increase its strength.
"Haha, I only know now that it's too late. We had planned it a long time ago. These people are all dark attribute demon warriors, who are most in line with the taste of the monarch." Tang Yu laughed wildly. As the first person to be dreamed The orphans adopted by the emperor naturally know the most. Meng Dijun gave him only one task, which was to collect dark attribute demon warriors.
After a hundred years of collection, Tang Wei and the others have controlled so many dark attribute magic warriors and let them disperse and hide in various sects. Without these people as internal ghosts, Tang Wei and others would not be able to break through it so easily. The defense of the sect was looted and massacred.
"One more thing. A few of us originally planned to join the Nine Dragons Alliance as internal agents, and attack the Nine Dragons Alliance after the monarch recovers. At that time, we would cooperate internally and externally, and everything in the Nine Dragons Alliance was not yet available? But you showed up at this time. ." The smile on Tang Ye's face gradually disappeared, and he stared at Yang Ming, because the latter came back at this time, causing their plan to fail.
"You guys deserve to die!" Jiang Yuan said through gritted teeth. It turned out that joining the Nine Dragons Alliance was just a part of the plan. Fortunately, Yang Ming came back. Otherwise, when Emperor Meng recovers, the Nine Dragons Alliance will really become theirs. .
While they were talking, Emperor Meng had already refined three thousand souls into resentful spirits. Suddenly, the space they were in was filled with resentment, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling could be heard from everywhere.
"Ten thousand ghosts turn into souls, take it back!" Emperor Meng's raised hands suddenly closed in front of her chest. Thousands of resentful spirits surrounding her immediately surged into her body, and her aura became stronger.
Yang Ming did not stop Meng Dijun immediately. He had already seen that even if Meng Dijun had absorbed the blood and souls of so many people, he was only at the Ten Thousand Transformations Realm, and he was a pseudo Ten Thousand Transformations Realm that had not experienced the baptism of heavenly tribulation. For him, For a genuine Six Paths Realm spiritual warrior, he poses no threat at all.
"You surrender, otherwise you will only become the ration of the monarch." Pang Panghai said arrogantly. The current Mengdijun is very impressive, and there is no strong contrast with the Yang Ming opposite. He naturally thinks that Yang Ming is not as good as Mengdijun. .
Yang Ming's face was expressionless, but he was almost rolling with laughter in his heart. He didn't have any aura on him. That was because he perfectly controlled his spiritual power and would not reveal even a single bit. On the other hand, Emperor Meng's aura was so overwhelming just because he couldn't control it. The huge energy caused the terrifying momentum created by the leakage of spiritual power. These people naively thought that Yang Ming was not as good as Emperor Meng.
Anyone who is familiar with Yang Ming knows that the last time he came back, he was already at the Ten Thousand Transformations Realm. Even if he didn't break through, he would still be able to deal with Meng Dijun, who was also at the Ten Thousand Transformations Realm. Not to mention that Yang Ming has already broken through to the Six Paths Realm. You can crush Meng Dijun.
We can only blame these seven people for not doing a good job of intelligence work in advance. They only knew that Yang Ming had only been away from Dorag for ten years. For ordinary people, ten years was not enough time for the black soul to break through the white soul. How could they have thought of Yang Ming? He broke through from the Spirit Transformation Realm to the Six Paths Realm.
Seeing that the other party did not speak, Tang Ye and others thought that the other party was afraid, and their expressions became even more arrogant. Tang Ye even said respectfully to Meng Dijun: "Your Majesty, please kill these people. As long as you kill them, especially It’s that boy, Dorag Planet is your world, no one dares to stop you no matter how many souls you want to absorb.”
Meng Dijun glanced at Tang Yu lightly, and the latter's expression froze. In his mind, a voice appeared, constantly tempting him: "Give everything you have and become one with me...Give Everything about you, merge with me..."
Tang Ye's eyes began to wander, and as if he was possessed, he raised his right hand high, put his five fingers together, and stabbed it into his left chest, pulling out his heart. Tang Ye's move shocked everyone.
"Brother, you..." Pang Panghai didn't understand why his eldest brother suddenly committed suicide. As long as Yang Ming notices something, he will release the power of his soul and set up soul protection for himself.
"Yang Ming, what happened to him?" Miao Xiaowei was a little afraid to look at Tang Yu, so she turned to ask Yang Ming.
"He was confused by Emperor Meng." Yang Ming said simply, his voice was not loud, but it was also transmitted to the other side. The remaining six people looked at each other in shock after hearing this, some not believing what Yang Ming said.
Yang Ming continued: "I guess Emperor Meng wants to absorb their blood and souls to increase his strength to a higher level."
"But aren't they in the same group?" Shen Shuiyue asked.
"You underestimate Monkey King Meng's ruthlessness. The person who kills the most in Shenzong is not the leader of Shenzong, nor any other monarch. It is Monkey King Meng. I think more people have died in her hands than all the others combined. More." Jiang Yuan has lived for so long and must know more about the person in front of him than anyone else.
In Meng Dijun's eyes, nothing can compare with her. She is willing to become someone else's subordinate for the sake of strength, and she can also kill her adopted son for strength. She originally joined the Shenzong because Yin Wuyue's strength far exceeded hers. If she resisted, she would be killed by the other party. Also because of the protection of the Shenzong, Emperor Meng could unscrupulously harvest the souls of others for his own cultivation.
Tang Ye's fate was the same as those people's. His blood was sucked away by Emperor Meng, and even his soul was turned into a resentful spirit and became the latter's nourishment.
Seeing their eldest brother end up like this, a chill ran down the spines of the remaining six people. They kept thinking about what they had worked hard for for so many years. Was it just to become the nourishment of Emperor Meng?
After absorbing Tang Ye's blood, Emperor Meng was still not satisfied and turned his attention to the remaining six people, scaring them so much that they fled in all directions.
Emperor Meng did not chase them, but turned his eyes to Yang Ming, looked at them, licked his lips as red as blood, and then quickly rushed over, preparing to kill them.
"Leave her to me, you go chase those six people." Yang Ming took a step forward, blocked Meng Dijun's surprise attack, turned around and said to the three women and Jiang Yuan.
"Husband (leader), be careful!" the three women and Jiang Yuan said in unison, and then turned around and chased the six people. With the strength of the four of them at the peak of White Soul, four against six was not a problem at all.
"You are seeking death!" Emperor Meng said angrily.
"I don't know if you are looking for death, but you will definitely die today!" Yang Ming said confidently, and then hit Emperor Meng on the chest with a palm, knocking him away, but there was a soft touch from his palm, Yang Ming was stunned for a while.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Yang Ming looked around with a guilty conscience and found that his three wives were not there. He breathed a sigh of relief and secretly cheered up in his heart. He couldn't be careless anymore.
Meng Dijun didn't care that he was molested by Yang Ming. She had lived for so long and had long forgotten what shyness was. Although she never married, it didn't mean that she didn't understand human affairs. For more than a thousand years, she died on her bed. There are countless men who don't want to marry because she hasn't found the right person.
"Die." Meng Dijun curled his fingers into claws and grabbed at Yang Ming. His dark nails were mixed with a sweet and fishy smell. It was not difficult to tell that there was a strong poison in it.
Yang Ming did not dodge. The Chaos Thunder Dragon Body gave him a strong defense. Even if he did not activate the dragon scales, his skin was not something that a person in the Myriad Transformation Realm could break.
"Clang Clang..." The nails scratched Yang Ming's skin, making a crisp sound like metal. The extremely sharp nails could easily break even stones, but they could only leave a slight scratch on Yang Ming's skin. A few white marks.
Meng Dijun's pupils shrank. He never expected that he could not break through Yang Ming's defense and could not even leave a trace of blood. He secretly sighed in his heart and quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from Yang Ming.
"If you want to run away, have you asked me?"
Yang Ming shouted loudly and moved with Meng Dijun. No matter how fast the latter moved, he still couldn't get rid of Yang Ming.
"You are not in the spiritual realm!" Meng Dijun was shocked and angry. She originally thought that Yang Ming was just an ant, but she didn't expect that the other party was so powerful. He was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.
"When did I say that I was in the Spirit Transformation Realm?" Yang Ming said with a smile. He followed Meng Dijun three meters behind him like a shadow. No matter how the opponent dodged left or right, he could not get rid of him.
"You forced me to do it! Heavenly Demon Dafa!" Emperor Meng suddenly burst out with astonishing momentum. His strength soared to the peak of the Ten Thousand Transformations Realm, and he was only a little short of breaking through to the Six Paths Realm.
"The Heavenly Demon's Great Technique, Blood Sacrifice!" Meng Dijun punched his chest fiercely and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood mist floated into the air, gradually forming a ferocious phantom of the Heavenly Demon statue, which returned to the former's body from the Tianling Cap.
As the phantom of the demon statue disappeared into Meng Dijun's body, her body trembled, and her breath crossed the limit of the Ten Thousand Transformations Realm and reached the scope of the Six Paths Realm.
"This is the 'Heavenly Demon Technique' I created by combining the 'Enchanted Demon Technique'. It can advance to a higher realm without being restricted by realms. You have no chance, so you can die." Emperor Meng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said proudly.
Even though he had risen to a new level, Yang Ming's eyes were still so indifferent, which made Meng Dijun's expression gradually darken. He suddenly struck out a palm and said, "Pretend to be a ghost and die!"
