Chapter 396

Meng Xuan looked back, glanced at him indifferently, and then walked slowly to the old man. The old man raised his face, looked at Meng Xuan and said, "what are you doing here?"

"You are not you. You are the second generation ancestor of Hunyuan Xianting. I'm here to enlighten you." Meng Xuan said.

"I'm not a second-generation ancestor. I'm king Qin Guang, who is in charge of life and death. I'm one of the top ten Yanluo." The old man said, with both hands on his back, "go away, or I'll cut you."

"You're in the dark." Meng Xuan shook his head, and then sighed. The watchtower in his abdomen suddenly glowed. It rushed out of his body and into the clouds. Then it gave off a dazzling golden light, illuminating the whole yellow spring plain. The sword fighters of heaven and earth were golden.

The huge watchtower is just like a pyramid, suspended there, falling down in the vast fog, hiding the old man in it.

The old man's body trembled, and then burst out a roar like a beast: "get out of here!"

He held his head in his arms and rolled there, growling. The visible sound wave swept out and hit Meng Xuan. Meng Xuan snorted, spilling a wisp of blood in his mouth, but he was injured by the shock. The mysterious gold thread in the body, the emperor ascended the throne wheel, linggong Miyu and Yuyu Jintai were almost cracked at this moment.

"What is this?"

"How can I feel the power of samsara on it?"

"It's similar to the ninth peak of huangquan, but it's much smaller."

There was a lot of discussion, but they didn't understand what Meng Xuan was doing. But then they came to understand and looked at it all one by one. Because the old man gradually no longer roar, and then calm down, standing there, eyes constantly across a scene. The color of confusion in his eyes disappeared and replaced by the color of Qingming.

Countless golden runes fell from the watchtower and disappeared into his body. Washing the Yin Qi of his body for him, a noble and healthy qi emerged from his body. Then, his white hair became black, his old body became straight, and his wrinkles disappeared quickly and became smooth. The body is constantly plump, and in the end, it turns into a young man in his twenties.

He was standing there, a little unreal, but unrivalled, with a strong face and black hair, scattered over his shoulders. The whole person is like a sharp sword, exuding a sharp breath, no one can ignore his breath.

The second generation ancestor, fangmoting!

Wangxiangtai completely awakened him, and the scenes of previous life floated in his mind. He opened his eyes again, looked back at the huangquan River, very complex, and then looked at Meng Xuan, his voice was hoarse: "thank you."

Gong Changgeng, who was struck by lightning, stood there, not daring to move. His lips were trembling: "impossible, impossible."

The other two elders were also stunned in the same place: "impossible, what is the golden altar? It can wake up the ghost!"

If the ghost is awakened, is it still a ghost? He has accumulated two generations of insights, and is very close to the main road. He has also cultivated the all things Sutra. Before long, he will be able to reach an unprecedented peak and even become a God again!

The reason why it is difficult to turn the blame ghost into the peak again is that the consciousness is often confused. But when I wake up, it's different.

Jiang Wanxian's eyes shrink fiercely, because in the reclusive Jiang family, there are also a few ghosts who are locked up in the dungeon. It's all the ancestors of this clan who have been practicing the Sutra of all things. If they are awakened, it will be a great help!

He regretted it for the first time. Meng Xuan sent Jiang Jiuyue back to Jiang's home to make a good relationship. Why do you want to kill him? At the thought of those ghosts in the dungeon, he regretted even more. Because those ghosts have the lost magic power of the reclusive yuan family. If the reclusive Jiang family gets it, then the overall strength will climb to a peak in ten years!

The people in the dark temple were also stunned and began to breathe quickly. Who has more dark temples? The dark kings of the dark temple are all made of ghosts. Moreover, the dark temple was rebuilt in ancient times after all the people died and the Nalan family came to power. There is a dark abyss, which is full of ghosts, but can't wake up.

Now they see hope in Meng Xuan. But Meng Xuan and they are irreconcilable, and they are not willing to enlighten. It's the same at the gate of hell. With a sigh, they all regret it. Why fight Meng Xuan?

Hunyuan Laozu looked at Fang Mo Pavilion excitedly, and the color of excitement appeared in his eyes.

Fang Mo Ting opened his eyes. There were endless vicissitudes in it. Then he fixed his eyes on the Hunyuan ancestor: "Xiao Liuzi, you have grown up."

Hunyuan Laozu didn't feel embarrassed at all. Looking at fangmo Pavilion, he bowed respectfully: "Laozu!"

Fang moting nodded and looked at Xiao Huangji, Gong Changgeng and others, with some emotion: "it's good to see the descendants of Hunyuan Xianting after so long."

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is very handsome. There is a soft color on his handsome cheek: "who is the master now?"

Hunyuan Laozu said: "it's her, Xiao Huangji."

Xiao Huangji is about to kneel down, but Meng Xuan stops him. Meng Xuan said, "she is not the leader of the sect. Someone let her into the mountain of punishment and stripped her of the position of leader of the sect."

Meng Xuan's tone was gloomy, flashing fierce light. He's not a good bird. He can't do anything good for bad. Now I wake up Fang Mo ting. Anyway, I have to pull a tiger's skin, right?

Fang Mo Ting was stunned and asked what was going on. Meng Xuan embellished the story, and finally added: "if it wasn't for my numerous means, I would really be on the peak of punishment."

Xiao Huangji wants to laugh. Naturally, she hears the deep resentment in Meng Xuan's tone. However, her heart is very warm. She understands that Meng Xuan is venting his anger for him.

"Is it?" Fang Mo Ting said faintly, looking at Gong Changgeng. Gong Changgeng was almost scared to pee and knelt down on the ground. He had only seen the portraits of Fang Mo Ting, and there were also records in ancient books that the second generation's ancestors had participated in nature, and their accomplishments were terrible, and no one dared to provoke them. At the moment, seeing Fang Mo Ting's eyes sweeping, his body could not stop shaking.

Want to give yourself two big mouth son, nothing to provoke Meng Xuan why?

"You lost the bet, didn't you?" Fang Mo Ting asked.

Gong Changgeng was stunned again, and he already understood the meaning of Fang Mo Pavilion. He nodded bitterly, "yes."

"What are you going to do?" Fang Mo Ting asked.

Gong Changgeng gritted his teeth and then said, "I'm willing to abdicate. I'm willing to abdicate as the elder of penal peak and abdicate to give way to the virtuous."

"And the two of you?" Fang moting asks the other two elders. They know that Fang moting is forcing them to abdicate. But also dare not resist, Hunyuan Laozu and Fang moting are watching here, who dares to resist.

"We abdicate, too." The two replied.

Fang Mo Ting nodded, then looked at Meng Xuan and asked, "are you satisfied now?"

Meng Xuan turned his head and looked at Xiao Huangji: "are you satisfied now? If I'm not satisfied, I'll try to kill them. "

Xiao Huangji suddenly blushed, and said, "I watched it."

But Meng Xuan didn't care: "don't interrupt, I asked you are satisfied? Is there a bit of resentment in your heart? If not... I'll kill them now. "

Xiao Huangji felt more warm in his heart and said, "satisfied, that's it."

"She said she was satisfied, she was satisfied. I really don't pay attention to these people. " Meng Xuan said.

Fang moting's eyes narrowed slightly. When he met Meng Xuan for the first time, he was surprised by Meng Xuan. Knowing that this is a very terrible young man, there are many means. Even if you fall into the huangquan River, you will not die, and it will be a terrible forging skill. There is a powerful master behind it. Now I can wake up the ghost again

Fuhuang was not happy with the fact that ye Xuan was Meng Xuan, but now he saw that Meng Xuan had awakened the ghost by looking at his hometown, and this idea was immediately extinguished.

With this method, Meng Xuan is a guest of honor everywhere he goes. Even if he wants to, he can build a strong army. The dark temple and the gate of hell are in danger, and then they retreat quietly.

Gong Changgeng three people go far, three people are a little confused. Where should I go?

Back to Hunyuan Xianting? But it's a shame to go back, but if you don't go to Hunyuan Xianting, where can you go? The three are used to being arrogant and domineering, which offends a lot of people. Once they lose the support of Hunyuan Xianting, they will be attacked and killed.

"I'm sorry. I knew I wouldn't offend Meng Xuan."

"Who could have thought that Meng Xuan was Ye Xuan and had so many cards?"

"Go back to Hunyuan Xianting."

Fang moting, the ancestor of Hunyuan, Xiao Huangji and Meng Xuan then returned to the Xianting of Hunyuan. Fu Huang and Fu Tian followed, and Fu Tian worshipped Meng Xuan even more.

He not only took charge of the sect of Hunyuan Xianting, but also forced the elders of the three penalty peaks to abdicate. That's why Meng Xuan had this means.

"What are you going to do next, young man?" Fang Mo Ting asked.

Meng Xuan said, "what accomplishments can you bring into play now?"

"The king of men." Fang moting didn't talk much, but he was calm.

"One of my confidants has been taken away by the people at the gate of death. I still don't know where it is. I want to ask you to help me find it." Meng Xuan said.

Hunyuan Laozu explored it once before, but he didn't feel Su Jiujiu's breath at all, and it seemed to be hidden. Fang Mo Ting felt it carefully for a while, and his mind covered endless distance. After a long time, he opened his eyes: "in the city of chaos, but it's very troublesome. There's a big formation there. Without five or six people, the king can't attack. It was built by the whole family at the gate of hell. "

"Five or six kings..." Meng Xuan's eyes flashed cold.