The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 474
"Buzz!"

Song Xiaohan only felt his mind go blank, and his whole body was in despair: "He actually urged this monster to kill me, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die yet!"

However, no matter what Song Xiaohan thought, it seemed that YangMeng had made up his mind not to save her.

"what?"

At this moment, the ghost mandrill was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to come back to its senses. It anxiously tightened the big hands around Song Xiaohan's neck, and roared sharply: "You, don't think that I really dare not Start? I have been alive for thousands of years, what kind of formation have I never seen? You want to use the trick of playing hard to get me to be a mouse, let me tell you, you, you are dreaming!"

"Oh, really!" YangMeng said with a half-smile: "I don't know if it's playing hard to get, but I know, if you don't do it, then don't blame me for doing it first!"

"call out!"

When the words fell to the ground, YangMeng controlled the throwing knife 'Qing Hong' and flew towards the ghost mandrill.

At this moment, Ghost Mandrill finally believed that YangMeng really didn't care about the life and death of the person in his hands. Seeing the saber-shaped spiritual weapon flying towards him, he was frightened to death.

It blocked Song Xiaohan in its hand in front of it, but its own body flew towards the direction of the tunnel in an instant.

"I said, you can't escape!" YangMeng's eyes flashed a blue light.

"call out!"

The flying knife Qinghong drew a perfect parabola in mid-air, and after bypassing Song Xiaohan, it caught up with the ghost mandrill in an instant and stabbed it in the head.

"Uh……"

Ghost Mandrill's lower body began to dissipate slowly, he gave Yang Meng a look full of resentment, and finally left a sentence: "My ancestor, my ancestor will take revenge for me..."

YangMeng leisurely came to the ghost mandrill who had not completely dissipated, and called back Qinghong from the ground. He took one last look at the ghost mandrill and said, "Old ancestor? Hmph, this young master didn't even intend to let your majesty go." !"

"call out……"

When the voice fell to the ground, the ghost mandrill completely dissipated.

As for Song Xiaohan, who was thrown out by the ghost mandrill in the distance, his whole body seemed to have no strength, and he lay limp on the ground, with an expression of rejoicing that he survived the catastrophe on his face.

"Xiaohan, how are you?"

Wang Lei, who was kicked unconscious, also came to his senses. He hurried to Song Xiaohan's side and asked softly.

Song Xiaohan gave Song Xiaohan a blank look, shook his head, and said nothing.

At this time, Yang Meng who had already cleaned up the ghost mandrill came over, looked at Song Xiaohan, and said, "Song Xiaohan, it seems that when I saw you just now, this young master really shouldn't be merciful!"

"You, you can't touch Xiaohan."

Before Song Xiaohan came back to his senses, Wang Lei stood up and stood in front of Song Xiaohan, looking at Yang Meng with piercing eyes.

"Humph!"

After squinting at Song Xiaohan and Wang Lei for a long time, Yang Meng turned around and walked towards the stone platform directly in front of the square.

There is still a gray-robed man there who has not been dealt with, and it seems that that guy still has a high status in their sect or organization, and he should be able to get a lot of useful things from him.

Of course, the moment YangMeng turned around, he had already taken back the seal that was cast on Song Xiaohan, he didn't want to be Mr. Dong Guo again.

As for whether Song Xiaohan can survive this crazy loss of vitality, it has nothing to do with him.

Arriving on the stone platform, the gray-robed man with a broken arm did not die, at this moment he was clutching his broken shoulder, lying on the stone platform and moaning loudly.

"Okay, stop howling like hell, with your strength at the early stage of Golden Core, this small injury won't hurt your fundamentals!" YangMeng stepped forward and kicked the gray-robed man fiercely, coldly said coldly.

"Which sect do you belong to, Penglai or Longhu Mountain? Why do you want to take care of our Beimang Mountain affairs? You'd better let me go now, otherwise, you will be chased by our Beimang Mountain Ghost King Palace with all your strength." kill."

The gray-robed man originally wanted to show his weakness to the enemy, and took the opportunity to kill this hateful human being, but Yang Meng's strength was already tyrannical, which obviously exceeded his expectations, so he stopped pretending, instead he was very stubborn He stared at YangMeng with both eyes.

"Beimang Mountain Ghost King Hall?" YangMeng frowned, and continued, "I don't care where you come from, cat or dog, since you have the guts to make troubles on my site, you must bear it well. Prepare for rage!"

"Hmph, your territory?" The gray-robed man suddenly laughed, "The whole world once belonged to our king, your territory? Hmph!"

"Okay, I'll make you tough first, anyway, you'll tell me everything later!" YangMeng laughed.

"Who do you think you are, I won't tell you anything. Also, I forgot to tell you that the tunnel is a space-time magic circle, and now it is a million miles away from Xing'an Mountains. Moreover, all the ghosts in the blood pool have been controlled by me, so it's not certain who will win!"

The gray-robed man said with some disdain, if it wasn't for the sudden attack by this strange man, causing him to lose an arm, he would have controlled the tens of thousands of ghosts in the blood pool and tore this guy to pieces.

"Old guy, I think you're going crazy because you want to live. Do you think this young master will give you a chance to live?" YangMeng sneered again and again, and the rich jade essence on his body suddenly changed, turning into the purest ghost. gas.

"What, Nether Sacred Law?"

Feeling the majesty of that momentum, the expression of the gray robe hidden under the throw changed instantly, and the whole person trembled like chaff in an instant.

This Nether Sacred Technique is the highest level of self-cultivation technique in the ghost world, and it is also a technique that inherently restrains ghost cultivation.

Those who know this technique are all bigwigs in the ghost world. If he hadn't accidentally rescued a senior when he escaped from the ghost world, he really didn't know that there is still a kind of natural restraint in this world that restrains them. of self-cultivation skills.

Now that the Nether Sacred Law has appeared in the secular world, does that mean that the young man in front of him is a law enforcer from the ghost world? If so, then their Beiman Mountain Ghost King Hall will surely face annihilation.

"You actually know the Nether Sacred Law, it seems that your status is really not low!"

YangMeng chuckled, and made a handprint in the direction of the huge blood pool in the distance.

"Gudonggudong~~~"

The blood pool full of human heads began to tumbling violently, and then a blood-colored ghost floated out of the blood pool, and filed in front of YangMeng.

"Old guy, do you know why these ghosts are blood red?" YangMeng asked, pointing to this ghost team of around a hundred people.

The gray-robed man raised his head tremblingly and took a look at these ghosts. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground with a 'plop', while yelling indiscriminately: "Blood soul guard, you are a law enforcer, you are a ghost!" The law enforcement officers who came down from the border..."

"Ghost world? What is this about? Why have I never heard of Senior Xiang Yu?" YangMeng frowned as he listened to the man in gray robe, and finally shook his head and said, "As long as you obediently let Ben The young master implants a seal in your soul core, and I will let you live, what do you think?"

"You, you really don't want to kill me?" The gray-robed man raised his head, the gray robe fell off, and finally revealed his true face.

This is an old man with flesh and blood. Although he is so thin that his skin is a little dry, his face is surprisingly smooth without many wrinkles. If it weren't for the green eyes, he really thought he was a teacher somewhere. Woolen cloth.

"Of course, not only will I not kill you, but I will also regenerate your severed arm, and your cultivation will reach the peak of the Golden Core!" YangMeng is clearly recruiting, and it seems that Song Hexuan's actions against him Let him realize the safety of the family around him.

Although his cultivation base is high enough, he has a lot of family members, so he can't tie all his family members by his side every day, so he won't have to do anything in the future.

In addition, this time he will go to the world of comprehension with Xiang Yu, and he might be able to come back when he comes back. Naturally, the safety of the family is ranked first.

If there is such a ghost cultivator sent to protect the safety of their Yang family at all times, then he will leave with peace of mind.

"Me, what do I need to do?"

The longer this person lives, the more afraid of death he will naturally be, especially for an old monster like the old man in gray robe who has practiced for thousands of years.

"Come here and let go of your soul completely. I will plant a mark in your soul and at the same time use the soul search technique on you. But don't worry, with your strength in the early stage of the golden core, the mere soul search technique It’s not enough to disturb your mind!” YangMeng waved to the gray-robed old man, not worried at all that he might have any other intentions.

The gray-robed old man has now thoroughly affirmed YangMeng's identity as the law enforcer of the ghost world in his heart. He knows very well about the law enforcers of the ghost world, so he would dare to make any changes. Knelt down on the ground.

In fact, YangMeng was also very curious about what this gray-robed old man said, Penglai, Longhu, and even the ghost world and law enforcement officers. The water in this blue star is really deep.

At the same time that the gray-robed old man knelt down, YangMeng's hands began to change rapidly. Pieces of black brilliance, mixed with the blue jade essence, turned into a strange blue-black rune in mid-air, all of a sudden. It was printed between the eyebrows of the old man in gray robe.

"what!"

The moment the mark penetrated into the forehead of the gray-robed old man, he uttered a cry of pain, which scared Wang Lei and Song Xiaohan who were not far away, and shivered all over their bodies. The new arrival said, "This cry is really terrifying. , What kind of method is this that can make people feel so painful?"

YangMeng doesn't care what these two people think, he has already put his palm on the old man's brow, and the huge power of primordial spirit penetrated into his body in an instant, and began to read the memory hidden deep in the old man's mind with all his strength .

(End of this chapter)