Ying Meng narrowed her eyes slightly. She was sure that the dangerous aura she just felt outside the secret realm definitely did not come from this second generation from the North. Based on the conversation just now, it can be inferred that the people in the inner group should belong to the Southern Immortal Realm. Then those from the Northern Immortal Realm should be

The traitors sent in. Those high-level officials must be too confident in their descendants. This level must have been recognized long ago.

Ying Meng was afraid of facing people who had not been specially trained by Sheng Yuan. The main reason was that most of the people in the group were initially people who could be called ghosts. In addition, it was difficult for those who survived Sheng Yuan's inhuman training to

No matter how high her cultivation level is, she can at least leapfrog challenges. If it were just like this, Yingmeng wouldn't be so scared. After all, her body skills were also trained at the critical moment of life and death, so she wouldn't be at a disadvantage against her opponent. But then

These people have faith. They will not hesitate to go to pieces for their goals. People who are not afraid of death are often the most terrifying.

Yingmeng's eyes were sharp and cold as he glanced at the second generation Bei. "I'm really sorry. If I don't kill you, you will kill me. But I don't want to die."

Yingmeng looked at the air. Going up was not a wise choice. It would easily reveal his position, so why not let him come down. Yingmeng walked to an open space without hesitation. Another characteristic of these second-generation northerners is that they believe in their own strength.

Extraordinary and full of self-confidence. Li Meng is sure that he will not let others take the credit.

As expected by Ying Meng, just when she was exposed, a figure rushed out and attacked her. She dodged sideways to avoid the opponent's attack.

"Hmph! It's bad luck for you if you run into me! The shadow demon will take your life." An unknown second-generation North man yelled.

Yingmeng squinted her eyes and revealed a sly smile: "You brought this to your door yourself. I also want to say, hand over your life."

When the two of them fought, there was a sound of heavy blows when their palms touched, and the air flow and coercion surged with each other. An unknown second-generation North man swung his fist sharply towards Ying Meng.

Unexpectedly, the hand that was about to attack was caught by Yingmeng's hand. Yingmeng's other hand was stained with Yin Qi and punched him. Instead of dodging, he stepped forward, and the fists collided with each other.

came, accompanied by the cry of pain from an unknown second generation from the north.

Unexpectedly, he felt his whole body being suddenly lifted up, dropped hard and pushed to the ground.

Just as he was about to get up, a heart-piercing stabbing pain came. Suddenly, an unknown second-generation North man seemed to be trying his best to suppress something. He let out a shrill scream, half-knelt down, blood spilled from his mouth, and his eyes were closed.

Staring at Shadow Dream.

"Ouch, don't you know? My Yin Qi can eat up spiritual energy. Oops, I accidentally injected a little into your body. Are you okay?" Yingmeng said coldly, without any apology in his tone.

"There's nothing you can do about it. Who told you not to listen carefully when you were in the Immortal Theory class?"

an unknown north

The second generation opened his mouth to say something, but fell down before he could speak. Yingmeng sighed, "What a pity. If the muscles on your body weren't made of spiritual energy, you wouldn't have died like this.

Come on. When it comes to practicing something like this, you can’t take shortcuts after all.”

As long as there is one Northern Second Generation, the identities of other people in the Northern Immortal Realm will probably be exposed. And those who are serious cultivators disdain Northern Second Generations from mixing together, so it is speculated that the spies lurking among those ten people are all Northern Second Generations.

.

Ying Meng twisted his wrist, and it seemed that he had been plotted. Those were people from the Southern Immortal Realm, and they had probably kicked out all the people from the Northern Immortal Realm to hunt down the three of them. No matter who died in the end, it would be good for them, and they estimated

Enter the small world early.

It's really irritating. She has always been the one who plotted against others when it was their turn to plot against her. But now she must find a way to kill all the second-generation Northerners floating outside. Otherwise, she will concentrate on dealing with the Southern Immortal Realm.

When a group of elites are together, it is not an interesting thing for a second-generation Northerner to suddenly appear. After all, although they are not good at it, their cultivation level is still there.

When they were evenly matched, a person with a good level of cultivation appeared and made a sneak attack. The probability of death was too high. It seemed that now she could only work in vain. Thinking on the bright side, at least she was not the only one who was tricked, and there was also an extremely smart person.

Where are the people.

This secret realm is a dark jungle. The light is dim, there are wild animals, there are random shearings, and anything can happen. It is simply a paradise for hunters. But it is hard to say who is the hunter and who is the prey.

In the dark night, a figure was walking through the forest. Under the darkness, it was clear that the person was Ying Meng.

Hidden in the shadows and completely integrated with the surrounding darkness, Ying Meng looked ahead coldly. She has been hunted down in the past few years, and her ability to hide her traces has improved a little or two.

In her hand, she held a dagger specially made by Wang Huansheng. The outside of the dagger was as iron as clay. There was a small cut on the blade. The inside of the dagger was emerald green and contained an unknown amount of poison. Once it was scratched, it would bleed to death.

Approaching the prey in front of him, Ying Meng grabbed the mouth and nose of the man in front of him and swiped the dagger in his hand across the throat. The man fell down without even making a sound.

Letting go of the man who was no longer breathing, Ying Meng turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

As soon as a dark shadow shuttled through the forest.

After a while, Yingmeng seemed to hear something and rushed in that direction.

Although he knew that they might not all be the second generation from the North, after all, the senior officials doted on their children so much that they would naturally send experts to accompany them, but when he saw this scene, Yingmeng was still stunned. The strong smell of blood also filled the surrounding area.

, she only saw the man covered in blood tearing a gray wolf into pieces with his bare hands, and there were ten more people around him.

Several corpses of gray wolves...

Yingmeng's eyes flashed. This person should be the guardian sent by the higher-ups. After all, most of the fighting forces in the Northern Immortal Realm are their dead soldiers. It's ridiculous, the person they look down upon the most is their main fighting force.

Yingmeng quietly took out the sound transmission stone he had just obtained from the deceased. He changed his voice and said in the voice of the deceased: "Where are the others?!" The figure of the guardian trembled obviously.

He picked up the sound transmission stone in his hand. "Masters, can you explain your position?"

Ying Meng, who was hiding in the dark, smiled coldly, but there was no response. It seemed that Yang An and Wang Huansheng had taken care of the others. Then the last one was left to her.

"Huhu." A slight wind blew. There was a burst of murmurs all around.

The guardian looked around vigilantly. The darkness around him seemed to be surging. If you look closely, there were densely packed Gu insects. It seemed that this person had taken the fairy class seriously, because he said straight away, "The Gu clan

The remnants!"

And quickly found a way to deal with it. Unfortunately, Yingmeng gave up the idea of ​​killing him with insects when he said the four words "Gather up the remaining sins".

Mixed in the darkness, Ying Meng saw the right moment and struck out instantly. The strange movement became faster with the blessing of Yin Qi. The dagger in his hand stabbed the guardian's neck hard.

The guardian seemed to feel the fierce murderous intent, and was slightly frightened. He didn't care about attacking at the moment, and could only retreat quickly, but he was still half a beat too slow.

"Hiss!" He gasped. Although he avoided the fatal spot, his shoulder was still cut with a bone-deep wound by the dagger, and red blood gushed out.

When Yingmeng saw that he had reacted, he disappeared into the pile of poisonous insects. This person's cultivation should be pretty good, and he could suppress the poison for such a long time.

After making sure that he was finally poisoned and died, Ying Meng wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. She didn't realize that this person's cultivation was higher than Lingxian before. Fortunately, she ran fast and didn't choose to be tough. Otherwise, she would have been poisoned.

, this person may also kill her.

It can be seen that her voodoo skills can only be used against those who have never been to the fairy world, so she needs to practice more!

It was the first time that she was so grateful to Wang Huansheng for the poison. It was really sad to think that she was once the peak of Xuanxian who was only one step away from the Immortal Lord, but now she could only detect cultivation levels below Lingxian. She thought about how easy it was for her to be soft-hearted.

A man who is now able to kill people without blinking an eye.

After sighing a little, Ying Meng cheered up again.
Chapter completed!