Meng Feiyan stared at Meng Qianshan dimly, her eyes even revealing murderous intent, so cold that it made Meng Qianshan feel creepy.
He glanced at the Floating Life Pen floating in front of Meng Feiyan, snorted coldly, and kept silent.
Zhang Wudao maintained a cold expression, full of sarcasm.
During the stalemate, Zhang Zhicheng arrived and shouted excitedly, "Father, that's great, that's great! Qingxiao should die soon, he's going to die!"
Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was so solemn, Zhang Zhicheng looked at Meng Feiyan with a smile on his face.
"Hahaha, Meng Feiyan, you didn't expect that, did you? Qingxiao is going to die, he's going to die soon!"
"You bitch, how dare you humiliate me like that in front of the Dao Palace disciples? I will make you pay for it a thousand times!"
Zhang Zhicheng spoke nonsense in front of the Meng family, but no one from the Meng family stood up to speak.
Meng Feiyan felt regretful in her heart. She should not have handed the Great Dream Ancient Scripture to the Meng family. Why did she believe the words of these hypocrites of the Meng family?
Her face was frosty, her eyes were cold: "Qingxiao will be fine, not only will he be fine, he will take me away, and you... just pray that Qingxiao won't kill you!"
No one knew what Meng Feiyan was thinking, she actually said such words.
She knew that if Qingxiao lost and couldn't come out, she would lose face and even become a laughing stock.
But she didn't care about those things, because Qingxiao said not to be impulsive, he had means to save his life, and everything could be decided after he came back. But if Qingxiao really couldn't come out, then the Floating Life Pen in her hand would be the last trump card.
Of course, now she is no longer sure whether the Floating Life Pen in her hand can become her final trump card. Otherwise, the elders would never have taken any action until now.
Meng Feiyan withdrew her gaze and no longer paid attention to them. She just urged her spiritual consciousness to continuously integrate into the Fu Sheng Pen and communicate with the spirit of the instrument.
Yes, there is a spirit inside the Floating Life Pen, and the spirit is a symbol of the top-grade Xuantian spiritual treasure, and has the qualifications to advance to the immortal level.
It was the spirit of the weapon that chose Meng Feiyan, but after making the choice, the spirit of the weapon remained silent.
Meng Feiyan is now thinking about awakening the spirit of the weapon, which might help herself and Qingxiao escape from the predicament.
Seeing that Meng Feiyan ignored him, Zhang Zhicheng kept on taunting:
“Meng Feiyan, Qing Xiao’s death is inevitable. If you kneel down and beg me now, I might show mercy to you in the future.
No, begging for mercy is not enough, you have to curse Qing Xiao and curse yourself for being such a cheap bitch!"
Meng Feiyan didn't bother to pay attention to him and just kept trying to communicate with the spirit of the weapon.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of bells echoed one after another, and in the Cloud Valley, violent waves were heard. The clouds and mist dissipated, the space distorted, and the scene inside was revealed.
In the direction of Yunwu Valley, one can vaguely see a Taoist fighting with a dragon. The battle between the two sides seems to be extremely fierce, and the energy fluctuations are becoming more and more intense.
"boom!"
With a loud roar, the huge energy barrier was shattered, and the scene inside was completely revealed.
The huge dragon's body circled and flipped inside, its dragon scales reflecting cold light, and its sharp wings were like unparalleled blades, leaving deep grooves in the surrounding space that would take a long time to heal.
On the other side, the old Taoist kept fighting with the giant dragon. Every collision produced large patches of lightning. The black lightning and the red-gold lightning intertwined to form a large thunder field, trapping the old Taoist inside and constantly bearing the impact of the giant dragon. Most of the disciples in Yuan Dao Palace did not know the old Taoist, but Zhang Wudao and Zhang Zhicheng who were still in the Meng family knew him.
"Old Sect Master, why can't he kill Qingxiao? No, why is the old Sect Master in the late Hedao realm!" Zhang Wudao said angrily.
Meng Qianshan was also confused. After watching for a while, he suddenly said in surprise: "The old sect master wants to compete with Qing Xiao at the same level. That's right, it must be like this!"
Zhang Wudao and Zhang Zhicheng also figured it out, this must be the case!
Zhang Zhicheng was shocked and said angrily: "Meng Feiyan, don't be so proud! It's just that the old sect master deliberately lowered his realm to the same level as Qingxiao to compete with him. What are you so proud of!"
Zhang Wudao also snorted coldly: "My son is right, Qing Xiao will die in the end!"
Meng Feiyan was speechless. She clearly didn't say anything, but in the eyes of these two guys, it seemed as if she had said a thousand words with great pride.
She walked outside and watched the battle between Qingxiao's transformed Holy Dragon of Thunder and the old sect master, and her worry reached its peak.
"Qingxiao...you must take me away." She murmured.
In the sky, the Holy Dragon of Thunder transformed by Meng Chen continuously attacked Old Man Zhang. As the dragon's eyes opened and closed, the spatial force of its double pupils was released, and layers of spatial barriers appeared, restricting Old Man Zhang's movements.
After sensing the power of space, Old Man Zhang sneered, "Haha, you actually dare to show off the power of space in front of me. You are overestimating yourself!"
He activated the power of space, and as the space rules circulated, the layers of space seals set up by Meng Chen shattered like glass, and were unable to stop Old Man Zhang at all.
Even Meng Chen, who had transformed into a holy dragon by Thunder Tribulation, couldn't help but widen his dragon eyes. Although this old man suppressed his realm, he didn't restrict himself at all when using the avenue of space!
Damn! So treacherous!
When his dragon eyes opened wide, two rays of red-gold divine light were released from his eyes. The divine light of annihilation was activated, piercing through the remaining layers of space barriers and slamming down on Old Man Zhang.
Old man Zhang did not dodge, but faced the attack head-on. Suddenly, a strange scene appeared in front of him, and the image of a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged with a whisk in his hands suddenly appeared.
"boom!"
Two rays of annihilation divine light struck the Taoist's vision. The violent energy impact continued to impact the Taoist's vision, but could not penetrate it. The Taoist's image, as big as a mountain, remained motionless.
Upon seeing this, Meng Chen activated his immortal body again. A vortex suddenly appeared in the sky above Old Man Zhang's head. Dark clouds swirled around the edge of the vortex, and a red-gold eye of lightning appeared.
"Dao Jie Tian Guang!"
With Meng Chen's full strength, a dazzling red-gold divine thunder transformed into a divine thunder, which seemed to be a punishment from heaven and fell from the sky.
"Boom..."
Old man Zhang was trying his best to resist the divine light of annihilation in front of him, and at this moment, rays of light of disaster fell from the sky.
He was already unable to cope with all the tasks in one go, and between shock and anger, the suppressed state was suddenly released, and almost instantly he turned back to the Tribulation State. The mighty power on his body was so overwhelming that it shattered the thunder falling from the sky.
The Taoist's Dharma image also began to move. With a flick of his whisk, the divine light of annihilation was shattered. Meng Chen's double pupils also suffered a violent impact, and his dragon eyes were bleeding.
Meng Chen endured the pain in his eyes, maintained his body as the Holy Dragon of Thunder, and soared and circled in the sky.
"Old man, I am invincible in the same realm!"
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