Qigong slanders Yuanying? Do you think this is a female channel?

When the flying sword came against the might of the golden bell, it had no power to resist at all and was annihilated in an instant.

The Zhang family cultivator saw that his killing move was so easily resolved, his face twisted, and he roared: "Everyone, attack together, don't let this kid escape again!"

More than a hundred people quickly took action, and countless flying blades of divine light and energy waves of various attributes smashed towards Meng Chen's three thousand bell defenses like crazy, echoing with long and heavy bell sounds.

Meng Chen soon couldn't hold on any longer. Cracks appeared on the three thousand Dao clocks and spread very quickly. Meng Feiyan sighed: "It's only been such a short time, you can't do it!"

Meng Chen suppressed his anger and said unhappily, "You bitch, either help me quickly or get through that hole and run away, okay?"

Meng Feiyan curled her lips when she heard this and said unhappily, "Okay, okay!"

After Meng Feiyan finished speaking, the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely strong. The Floating Life Pen jumped out with a bang, and all the energy in his body was integrated into the Floating Life Pen, and a wave of energy was released.

"Buzz!"

Energy ripples spread out, and the power of the Floating Life Pen was released, shattering one third of the energy light blades.

"Weather, Long Xiang!"

Meng Feiyan waved the Floating Life Pen, and the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed drastically. A wind dragon roared and screamed among the clouds. After a high-pitched dragon roar, it roared and swallowed up more than a dozen cultivators in the late stage of the Refinement Void Realm, and knocked down more than twenty cultivators in the late stage of the Refinement Void Realm before it dissipated.

Meng Chen was stunned: "Are you so powerful? Then you were chased by someone before?"

Meng Feiyan herself was a little dumbfounded: "I don't know! This is also the first time I have really taken action after practicing the Great Dream Ancient Scripture and the complete formula."

Meng Chen stared at the Floating Life Pen in Meng Feiyan's hand, speechless. The power of this thing was beyond imagination. Maybe he could escape with the Floating Life Pen.

"boom!"

Three thousand bells shattered, and thousands of divine thunders exploded around Meng Chen, and the sky suddenly became filled with dark clouds.

Meng Chen stood among thousands of thunders, the red-gold thunder gathered in his hands and all dissipated the next moment.

Lightning flashed down like chains and rushed towards the cultivators from the three major sects. The cultivators in the late Hedao stage were no match for Meng Chen.

Wherever the thunder passed, large patches of electric sparks lit up. The cultivators were electrocuted and their bodies were charred black. The true energy in their bodies was instantly evaporated. They fell straight to the ground, their bodies twitching constantly, and they only had half a breath left.

After all, the cultivator at the peak of Hedao is one level higher, and can still easily resist the electric light emitted by Meng Chen.

Meng Chen used all his strength to stimulate the red-gold thunder. After the chains collapsed, they quickly gathered together and transformed into eighteen red-gold dragons that continuously attracted the thunder to gather and roared towards the remaining monks.

They acted quickly, formed a formation, and continuously launched attacks on the eighteen thunder dragons, tearing them into pieces. The collision between the two sides was extremely fierce.

Seeing this, Meng Feiyan moved the Fu Sheng brush in her hand again. As the strokes continued to fall, Meng Feiyan controlled the pen with her heart and wrote as her heart desired.

"Thor!"

Meng Feiyan put down her pen, and a thousand-foot-tall figure appeared behind Meng Chen. Thunder was entwined around him, and lightning rings were flashing dazzling divine light. A set of thunder armor was attached to his body, and thunder patterns were shining.

Eighteen roaring thunder dragons surrounded him. Except that the thunder was not red-gold in color, everything else was the same as Meng Chen.

Meng Chen's eyes widened when he saw the huge phantom behind him. The huge phantom of the Thunder God had similar energy to his own, but it did not have the power of annihilation and could not refine the red-gold thunder like him. While he was stunned, eighteen thunder dragons roared and killed the cultivators from the three major sects. Together with Meng Chen's thunder dragons, they broke through the formation formed by the cultivators. The thunder dragons attacked them separately and chased them to tears.

Meng Chen looked at Meng Feiyan below in astonishment, then looked at the Fu Sheng pen in her hand.

"My goodness, I really misjudged this thing before. It's so powerful!"

Meng Feiyan took advantage of the chaos and came to Meng Chen: "Let's go quickly!"

The two quickly rushed to the passage, successfully passed through the blue barrier, and officially entered the core area of ​​the Falling Star Mountains.

The two of them quickly restrained their auras and disappeared into an ancient forest in a very low-key manner.

The two landed on the ground and looked around. They were surrounded by ancient trees tens of thousands of feet high and even a blade of grass was more than a hundred meters high. Meng Chen and Meng Feiyan felt as if they had shrunk, almost like ants in normal circumstances.

"Oh no, now I've really become an ant." Meng Chen kicked the hundred-meter-high grass and was soaked by the dew on it.

He smelled bad and the scorching heat dried his clothes instantly.

Meng Feiyan, who was standing aside, also looked at the surrounding scenery with great interest, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she had countless worries.

Meng Chen's eyes fell on the Fu Sheng Pen. He took it from Meng Feiyan and examined it carefully.

"Top-grade Xuantian spiritual treasure, good stuff." Meng Chen quickly found out the current grade of the Floating Life Pen through the Jade Disc of Creation.

Meng Feiyan nodded: "After I mastered the complete formula, it became a Xuantian Lingbao. Later, after practicing the Great Dream Ancient Scripture, the Fusheng Pen became a top-grade Xuantian Lingbao. I just never had the chance to try it. Today is the first time I use it in battle."

Meng Chen returned the pen to Meng Feiyan: "Very good, we now have one more thing to save our lives."

Meng Feiyan put away the Fu Sheng Pen, raised an eyebrow and asked, "How about my Long Xiang and Lei Shen just now?"

Meng Chen gave her a thumbs up: "Awesome, those two things are as powerful as me!"

Meng Feiyan chuckled and said, "Because I drew it based on you, of course it's great."

Meng Chen raised his eyebrows. Although he had guessed it a long time ago, he was still very pleased to hear Meng Feiyan say it so directly.

After Meng Feiyan finished speaking, her face turned pale and she fell straight to the ground.

Meng Chen quickly took action to support Meng Feiyan and checked her condition. He then discovered that Meng Feiyan's mental and spiritual strength were frighteningly weak, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. Meng Chen recalled the situation just now. Meng Feiyan was indeed not hurt!
Meng Chen was filled with melancholy, and quickly took Meng Feiyan into the Wanhun...Human Emperor Banner, and mobilized some soul power to stabilize Meng Feiyan's condition.

On the other side, Lin Nihuang was still sleeping. The aura on her body had changed at some point, which made Meng Chen feel a little strange.

After Meng Chen transferred part of his soul power to Meng Feiyan, Lin Nihuang's cold and ascetic face frowned slightly, and she seemed a little unhappy.

Meng Chen just felt helpless. Neither of them could give up. They both had to stay alive. So... he could only collect more soul power!
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