The green object was the size of a palm, and looked like jade but was not jade. It was flashing a green glow, and the shadow of a green dragon was faintly visible on it. After recovering his cultivation, Meng Chen could still feel the dragon's might from it, which made the dragon blood in his body boil.

Meng Chen was very excited: "This... could this be the dragon's reverse scale? Senior, you are so kind to me!"

"Shut up!" The voice behind the mist was full of disdain: "Don't let your imagination run wild. What makes you think that I will give you the reverse scale? This is just an ordinary dragon scale that I shed in the past. Since I have the chance to meet you today, I am giving it to you as a means to save your life!"

Meng Chen heard this and said solemnly: "Senior, I know you don't want to see me. I wonder if you can leave your Taoist name. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you generously!"

"Haha, you are just an ant, you are not worthy of knowing my name, leave now!"

Behind the clouds, green light bloomed, and green thunder intertwined and released fiercely in the clouds. Meng Chen finally saw some scenes clearly. A green dragon was coiled in the distance, with the dim lake and sky behind it, and pale yellow light particles wandering around it. The dragon's whiskers were floating, and the dragon's eyes were closed, as if in a dream, nonchalant.

Meng Chen cupped his hands and bowed.

"boom!"

A terrifying blue lightning suddenly struck out, hitting Meng Chen. He was lifted into the air and was blasted into layers of mist by the fierce lightning.

Meng Chen watched the clouds in front of him gradually fade away until they disappeared, and then he realized that he had somehow been teleported to a suspended island.

As the images gradually blurred, a voice came from Meng Chen's ear: "If you can reach the Thirteenth Heaven outside the Territory in the future, if we are still destined, we will meet again."

Meng Chen was shocked. This Qinglong was actually a senior from the thirteen days outside the Nine Realms. No wonder he didn't take the Emperor of Tribulation and the Mahayana Immortal Venerable seriously at all.

When all the scenes in front of him disappeared, Meng Chen appeared again in the Falling Star Mountains, with a thousand-foot-high mountain behind him. The tremendous force on Meng Chen's body had not yet dissipated, and he fell into the mountain with a loud bang. The earth and rocks rolled, and the thousand-foot-high mountain collapsed.

With the huge commotion, seven late-stage Hedao realm cultivators who were searching nearby quickly rushed over. They couldn't help but look puzzled when they saw the collapsed mountain.

There was no fighting nearby, so why did the mountain suddenly collapse? Moreover, there was energy surging from under the soil, as if some terrifying existence was about to break out of the ground.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, sand and stones flew everywhere. After a violent explosion, a figure surrounded by red-gold thunder appeared out of nowhere.

One of them immediately recognized Meng Chen and said in surprise: "It's Qing Xiao! It's really Qing Xiao!"

Meng Chen's playful gaze also fell on them. Thinking of Meng Feiyan and the Golden-winged Peng King, murderous intent blossomed in his eyes. The cold and murderous aura was like a cold wave passing through. The seven of them shivered involuntarily, and the chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

"Qingxiao, the three sects are united in encirclement and suppression. You have no way to escape, yet you still dare to commit violence! Are you seeking your own death?"

Hearing this, Meng Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. There were seven people in the late Hedao realm, and his cultivation had recovered. It was not impossible for him to fight with them.

"Seven of you, I really don't know why you are looking for me? And if there are only seven of you, I'm afraid you are not qualified to kill me!"

When the seven heard Meng Chen's words, they all frowned. The one who spoke first angrily shouted, "Qing Xiao! You dare to call yourself a master when you are only in the middle stage of He Dao? Who gave you the confidence? As for what we want to do with you, you don't need to know. Just come back with us!"

"Why bother talking so much nonsense to him! Catch him, he will have to go even if he doesn't want to!" A cultivator couldn't stand the humiliation of being despised by Meng Chen, so he attacked him brazenly.

He rushed out of the team, with a flying sword in his palm, pushing it forward, the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, forming a sharp sword edge, dazzling. Meng Chen raised his hand, opened his palm, and the red-gold thunder crackled and exploded. He struck out with a palm, and thunder appeared in his palm, and the thunder and lightning were agitated, and hit the tip of the sword with a bang.

The two energies collided, and the light from the sword tip quickly dimmed, while the red-gold thunder became more and more dazzling. The cultivator who was supporting himself behind the sword felt that his attack was like stabbing into an immovable sacred mountain, which could not be shaken at all.

After a brief stalemate, he was horrified to find that the divine light in front of him had dissipated, and the red-gold lightning was like a spirit snake, winding towards his arm.

"Fellow Taoists, help me!" he shouted in fear. The six people who were traveling with him soon realized that something was wrong and took action quickly.

The two of them quickly split up and attacked Meng Chen in the center.

Meng Chen's whole body suddenly flashed with red-gold thunder, and the red-gold thunder armor fell on his body. Thunder laws emerged behind him. After being affected by Meng Chen, they condensed into a red-gold thunder ring, which slowly rotated behind him, carrying with it those thunder runes, which flickered.

In front of Meng Chen, the power of thunder had already entangled the cultivator. The fierce electric light instantly made his whole body twitch. Under the thunder energy and runes, he was even unable to resist.

The remaining six people had already approached Meng Chen, but were forced back by six thunder dragons that suddenly rose up.

Having just recovered his cultivation, Meng Chen acted particularly aggressively, of course, also in order to get rid of these seven guys as quickly as possible.

The six people continued to attack, trying to force Meng Chen to release the controlled monk, but Meng Chen's eyes became colder and colder.

"Brilliant Sky Nine Lights!"

Nine swords came out at the same time, the sky was turbulent, the thick clouds condensed into a vortex, the nine swords flashed with divine light, suppressing everywhere, the sharp and vast sword intent condensed, slashing towards the six people who still wanted to attack Meng Chen.

When they were trapped in the sword formation, Meng Chen controlled the thunder and grasped the monk's sword.

"Qiang!"

With a crisp sound, the magic sword collapsed and shattered. The cultivator who controlled the sword suffered backlash, his condition deteriorated, and he was unable to resist Meng Chen's attack.

Meng Chen pressed his palm on the top of his head, and a palm thunder struck down, smashing the cultivator to pieces with a loud bang, while his soul was quietly collected into the Human Emperor Banner.

When the six people saw this scene, their eyes were filled with fear. This guy really dared to kill them!
At this time, Meng Chen's gaze also fell on them. The red-gold thunder around him was like a swimming dragon, making him look extremely terrifying at this moment.

Meng Chen stepped on a thunder dragon and rushed towards the sword formation. The nine magic swords were inspired and quickly attracted the thunder. Under the blessing of the red-gold thunder, the sword intent seemed to be sharper and filled with violent destructive aura.

The six people instantly felt the despairing aura of destruction, and all showed expressions of horror. Two of them even begged for mercy spinelessly.

Meng Chen did not intend to give them a chance to escape. He released the power of space in his pupils, completely blocking the area, and rushed in with thunder and sword intent.

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