Chapter 523

However, the Southern Region does not seem to be the main area of activity for this Mo Sect.

Their strength is relatively high, so they are basically all in the Central State.

Thinking.

Meng Zhangqing took a step forward.

In an instant, he arrived nearby.

One could see the face of that demonic cultivator change directly.

The previous cold cruelty vanished.

Only the panic that was gradually surging remained.

Obviously.

He had recognized Meng Zhangqing.

"Damn it!"

The demonic cultivator roared low in his heart.

This was an extremely powerful existence that the higher-ups had specially warned about, repeatedly ordered to be watched out for!

An existence on the same level as Han Yuanzhen of the Northern Plains, the Twin Buddhas of the Western Desert, and Brother Dongmen Xiangzhong of the Eastern Sea!

He was not someone he could deal with!

He had originally thought his luck was good, that he had encountered a soft persimmon to squeeze, to taste as a novelty.

Who knew that the next second, a high mountain would follow closely!

This was simply extremely bad luck!

"You seem to know me?"

Seeing the change in the demonic cultivator's expression, Meng Zhangqing's lips curled slightly; he could feel the fear in the other's heart.

"Meng Zhangqing, the top prodigy of the Southern Region, the possessor of ten percent true intent; nowadays, who does not know, who does not understand?"

The demonic cultivator took a deep breath, struggled to suppress the fear in his heart, and spoke slowly.

"So I have become so famous already."

Meng Zhangqing said with a smile, "Come, tell me, how many of you entered this time?"

"What are your specific names?"

Regarding information on the demonic path, he truly knew very little; mainly because the demonic path was too secretive, even the Zong Sect's Dark Language Hall found it difficult to investigate much intelligence.

"Hmph, wanting to get information from me? Dream on!"

As the words fell.

This demonic cultivator actually turned around directly, transforming into a streak of light to flee.

There was no desire to fight at all.

Although he possessed fifty percent fist intent, there was absolutely no comparability with this fellow!

A full ten percent sword intent!

The gap was like heaven and earth!

Only the few demonic prodigies ranked at the very top could contend with him!

"People of the demonic path are truly too impolite."

"The words were not even spoken clearly, yet they want to leave."

Meng Zhangqing's gaze grew indifferent.

His right hand drew out Chixiao.

He directly slashed out a sword strike!

With ten percent sword intent poured in, Chixiao emitted a sword cry of incomparable excitement, as if reaching a climax.

The slashed sword light also swept across heaven and earth!

In the blink of an eye, it caught up with that demonic cultivator.

Danger descended.

The demonic cultivator's pupils shrank sharply.

The next second, his physical body shattered, leaving only a single head alive.

As a Life and Death Realm cultivator, and one at the ninth layer limit, his survival ability was naturally extremely strong.

Even with only one head, he could still live.

He could still continuously generate flesh and blood, restoring his original form.

However, the terrifying sword intent suppressed him.

Preventing him from doing so.

As if frozen in place.

Taking a step forward, Meng Zhangqing arrived before the demonic cultivator.

"Speak, and you can die more easily."

Meng Zhangqing's voice was calm.

"Hahaha, just kill me directly. I have been placed under a restriction; even if I wanted to speak, I could not,"

The demonic cultivator seemed to have accepted his fate, and a sickly smile appeared on his face, "This time, you will all die; I will wait for you below!"

As the words fell!

This person actually chose to extinguish himself.

The light in his eyes dissipated.

The head even ignited with flames; within the firelight, strange characters appeared, flashing briefly before vanishing.

This must be the so-called prohibition.

Prohibitions count as secret arts.

They are relatively high-end.

The Demonic Path excels at prohibitions that control people.

Who does not want to live?

But sometimes, living is more painful than death.

So this Demonic Path cultivator would directly choose to extinguish himself.

Rather than trigger the prohibition.

"It seems the Demonic Path came prepared this time."

Meng Zhangqing thought to himself.

The last words of this person were somewhat interesting; it seemed he wanted to slay all the prodigies of the Righteous Path here.

However, every time in the Ancient Lands, the Demonic Path had such a goal.

It is just that in the end, it was basically difficult to achieve.

Like a slogan, a fantasy.

Shaking his head slightly, Meng Zhangqing did not think too much.

But he still kept it in mind.

After all, caution is never a big mistake.

Immediately, Meng Zhangqing looked at Yu Hongxue in his arms.

With the help of the medicine's power, Yu Hongxue's complexion had clearly improved.

The corpse qi on her body had also dissipated considerably.

There were no major problems left.

Next, it is just a matter of proper recuperation.

It is just that the opening of the Barbarian Sea is brief; there is not that much time for recuperation.

Given Yu Hongxue's current state.

She probably has no ability to contend for the divine object.

Being able to get out safely would be very good.

"You can let me go now."

Sensing Meng Zhangqing's gaze, Yu Hongxue's body immediately became somewhat unnatural, although lying in this person's arms was currently the safest and most comfortable.

But... it cannot be like this.

"Good."