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Chapter 882

? Suspicious

After withdrawing the soul searching technique, looking at the pleading eyes with pleading eyes in pain, a strange light flashed in Meng Xiang's eyes. This pleading obviously killed more than one cultivator. By sucking the brain of a man, it has become smarter. This can be seen from its action of stealing puppet cards. If it continues to kill the cultivators and absorb their brains, maybe one day it can really become as smart as a human being.--.

After thinking for a moment, Meng Xiang's palm gently fell to the top of his squid head, his movements were gentle, but the squid was terrified and struggled desperately, but unfortunately his body had been imprisoned for a long time, and with its strength, there was no possibility of breaking free.

Bang! With a slight sound, the skinny body suddenly tingled, as if the butt was poked by a needle, but soon it softened again and completely softened, like a pool of mud stuck at Meng Xiang's feet, and it was completely gone. Then a stream of black liquid like mud overflowed from its insides, emitting the fishy smell of the internal organs of dead fish.

With a blink of an eyebrow, a spark as big as a bean flew out and landed straight on the still-deep palm body. It was completely wrapped up. It took a short while, and the palm disappeared completely. The only thing that was left in place was irregular small particles.

Meng Xiang collected all the small particles into his palm, with only one hand, but it was divided into several types of Yans. From this, he came to the conclusion that the squid he had just killed should have killed the cultivators with no less than the number of Yans, which were not lower than the fragments of the immortal body. Each of Yansquid's immortal body fragments represents at least one immortal cultivator, because the immortal body condensed by the cultivator is relatively stable and difficult to digest. With the strength of the squid, it takes a lot of time to collect it.

After putting away the fragments of the immortal body, Meng Xiang smiled on his face. Although he had just entered the world inside the Knife Palace and hit him twice in a row, his gains were also good. Not to mention anything else, those fragments of the immortal body helped him a lot, allowing him to push the innate chaotic body forward further.

After calming down his mind, Meng Xiang looked around carefully. After confirming that there were no enemies around him, he continued to climb up to the giant tree he chose according to the original plan, and hide in the dense canopy, and use his eyesight to check around. He was preparing to nucleate the map he obtained from the inheritance scroll, thereby determining the route to the West Mén's supreme learning.

As he looked, Meng Xiang's brows became tighter and tighter. Although he had already raised his eyesight to the limit, he did not find a terrain that was the same as on the map. Although when he got the map from the inheritance scroll, it was composed of countless small dots, the whole map was fine, and he remembered it firmly in his mind. If there was a terrain similar or the same as it, he would not be able to find it.

What's going on? Could my guess be wrong? That map has nothing to do with the world inside the Knife Palace, and it has nothing to do with the so-called unique skills left by the Western Paranormal Art? A bunch of doubts emerged in Meng Xiang's heart, but he immediately strengthened his idea. That roadmap must have a very close relationship with finding the Western Paranormal Art, but he hasn't discovered it yet.

But he had clearly entered the world in the Daohuang Palace, but why could he not find the terrain that matched the map? Meng Xiang couldn't figure it out now, and could only temporarily explain that over time, the terrain of the world in the Daohuang Palace had changed. However, he knew that this explanation was very far-fetched, and things might be much more complicated than this.

You can definitely find the problem. Meng Xiang secretly cheered himself up. After all, he had just entered the internal world of the Knife Palace. According to previous regulations, he still had about three months for him to find the answer.

Meng Xiang temporarily put the secret of finding the map aside and once again observed the surrounding environment. This time he was to figure out the situation and to reference the next step of action terrain. If he couldn't even figure out the surrounding terrain, how could he find the unique skills of Western Mén?

However, just as Meng Xiang firmly remembered the terrain of a large area of ​​land centered on the forest where he was, he suddenly frowned, and then his feet gently bounced on a branch as thick as a thumb, and it was like an untrue phantom, flying out and flashing, while the thin branches under his feet did not shake at all.

After a while, two black shadows appeared silently around the giant tree where Meng Xiang used the exploration environment. They looked at each other, and their eyes soon showed suspicion.

They had already sensed the battle between Meng Xiang and the sick young man. The reason why they didn't come rashly was that the Shanghai sect would get involved. They couldn't eat the sheep and made them smell bad. Although they didn't want to pick up the cheap ones when they came here at this time, the cleanliness of the scene was a bit beyond their expectations.

These two immortal cultivators are a pair of brothers of the same merits, with supernatural powers. One has a sharp eye. Although he cannot be as far away as Meng Xiang, he can see the details and infer various useful information from various subtle and even irrelevant traces. The other is that he has a sensitive sense of smell, even more sensitive than the smell of many monsters known for his sense of smell.

Their goal is to find information from both sides of the battle through their superpowers, track it down, and after finding it, they will engage in black and black. Cultivators usually become very alert after just after a fierce battle. Sneak attacks are not easy to succeed, but after a period of time, they find that there is no danger and the vigilance will be reduced. In this way, the chance of success of the attack will be greatly increased, and the probability of success will be greatly improved by one-on-two, one-on-one-dark, one-dark, and the light and dark echo.

After searching, the faces of the two cultivators became more and more serious, and then they left in a hurry, and seemed a little panicked, as if there was a terrible monster staring at them in the dark, because he knew very well what this meant. There were generally only two possibilities for his superpowers to fail. One was that the target was particularly cautious and erased the traces of existence. The other was that the target was strong, and no matter whether it was two, it was not an ideal target to attack. Maybe in the end, it would steal rice, and even a life might be lost.

Obviously, the choice of the two cultivators was correct. As soon as they left, Meng Xiang came out of his body less than a hundred feet away from them, looking at the direction of their disappearance, with a cold look. In fact, it was definitely not difficult for other cultivators to not be able to find the information he left behind with Meng Xiang's ability. If Meng Xiang had not been able to attack similar people, these two guys who were preparing to get a bargain might have been dead for a long time.

As soon as he turned around, Meng Xiang left the scene and flew continuously in the canopy, silent and swift, like an illusory shadow. Even sliding past some cultivators not far away did not attract their attention. In fact, Meng Xiang's situation could definitely become one of the best ambushers among the cultivators entering the Knife Palace.

Hun Yuan Wuji Golden Body has reached an extremely high level under the guidance of Meng Xiang's hard practice and the power of faith. It is even easier to lock his breath and prevent it from radiating. Even if the cultivation of an immortal cultivator is higher than that of him, it is impossible to discover it.

Unfortunately, although Meng Xiang was eager to improve his cultivation level, he had not reached the level of sneak attacking other immortals for no reason. This is undoubtedly excellent news for many immortals, but they just don’t know it.

Of course, Meng Xiang will not take the initiative to attack other immortal cultivators, but it does not mean that he will show mercy to the various monsters he encounters. With his instinct to restrain his breath and the long sword slash in his hand, few monsters can escape his attack.

Many times, those monsters were attacked by Meng Xiang before they realized something was wrong, but it was already too late at this time, the vital points had been penetrated, and their vitality was completely wiped out by the terrifying knife intent, just like a strong wind blowing through a candle, and they could not even fight back with a dying force.

Meng Xiang did not use the Vermilion Bird Fire to directly refine the monsters. It was too much of a waste. There was nothing left except the fragments of the immortal body, and even some parts of the immortal body that had not yet been completely stabilized were refined.

The Demon Transformation Pool of the Heavenly Demon Tower is different. Not only can all the fragments of the immortal body in the monster's body be separated, but the monster itself can also obtain a large amount of energy after being refined. In order to continue to cast the innate chaotic body, in addition to the Taoist pattern, a large amount of energy is also required. If the Taoist pattern is bricks and tiles, then the energy is mortar. Only when the two are combined can the most perfect immortal body be cast.

Although the Heaven-Sheng Demon Tower is very good, it would be quite difficult to refine monsters that have begun to cast immortal bodies. If it weren't for the fragments of the immortal body that didn't need it to be dealt with, it would have been even more powerless, which made him even more eager to upgrade it.

Hunting monsters all the way, although it took some time to do so, because there was no too powerful monster in this forest located at the opening of the world inside the Knife Palace, his ting speed was still fast. After a long time, he approached the edge of the forest.

Meng Xiang did not leave the forest immediately and entered a wider world, but instead disappeared on a big tree with lush branches and leaves, but not very eye-catching. His eyes were surfing the edge of the forest, and gradually a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Humans are indeed a race that is keen on infighting! Meng Xiang sneered in his heart. Many cultivators were ambushed on the edge of the forest, like poisonous spiders waiting for their prey to fall into traps, quietly waiting in some positions with superior terrain and easy to launch attacks, waiting for some unlucky guys to send them to Mén.

After a period of observation, Meng Xiang discovered a very interesting phenomenon. The cultivators who set up ambush seemed to have their own territory. As long as the prey did not appear in some territory, there would be no problem with the unlucky people caught.

The time was not too long, and almost ten sneak attacks were launched under Meng Xiang's nose. Because it was unexpected, as many as eight out of ten times were hit by one attack, which did not give the attacker any chance to resist. The attacker was not able to escape the remaining two times. Other ambushers adjacent to the ambush territory took timely help and soon settled the attacker.

Seeing one fight after another, Meng Xiang's eyes showed a hint of disgust. Those ambushers were all cruel and ruthless. The cultivators who were attacked by them would basically be killed on the spot, and they would not frown, as if they were not their kind, but pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep.

What's even more excessive is that in order to dig out the bodies of the attackers, some ambushers attacked them directly, and even dismantled their bodies and their blood was blurred, which was even worse than the domestic animals slaughtered and sold. Although those attackers may not be much better than those cultivators who killed them, being treated like this after death did make Meng Xiang feel a little uncomfortable.

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