This answer did not bother Yuwen Zhouyuan for a long time, because in the seventh layer of the lost space, Meng Wuchen drove Lingyun as if he were in an uninhabited land. He was flying at lightning speed. In just half an hour, he crossed a range of thousands of miles and jumped into the tunnel.
Go to the huge pit on the eighth floor!
The monsters at the first level and the second level of the True King dare not stop one or two at all. Each level of cultivation in the realm of the True King is completely different.
With the fourth level of cultivation of True King Meng Wuchen, it only takes one palm to kill the first level monster! It only takes three palms to kill the second level monster!
Passing through the world of thunder and snow, the eighth layer of lost space, its snowflakes made Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flash for the first time.
The snow here is no different from the snowflakes on the first, second, and fourth layers. The difference is that it actually flies from the ground to the sky.
But there is boundless unyielding meaning in the flying snowflakes. Otherwise, why would the flying snow fly from the ground to the sky!
The eighth floor of the lost space, the heaven-defying snow!
There is no need to listen to the insights of the great power who left the lost space. Seeing this scene closely, Yu Wen Zhouyuan's heart suddenly froze.
Yuwen Zhouyuan recalled the oath made by the great master of the lost space. This oath actually became true on the eighth level!
"I want this snow to grow on the earth, fight in the sky, and live forever!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan breathed out gently. This eighth level of snow artistic conception was quite a revelation to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
The monks Yuwen Zhouyuan faced all succumbed to their fate. Even a powerful person like Huang Yan Zhenzun was tricked by fate. However, Yuwen Zhouyuan himself had never had the desire to change his destiny against heaven.
But the one who left behind the lost space is so powerful that he dares to think and act. He swore an oath in the lost space, and I am afraid that he will get his wish in the world of immortals and gods.
This person has the courage to defy heaven and conquer the sky!
Yuwen Zhouyuan held Linglong in his arms, but slowly closed his eyes. The original obsession in his heart magnified infinitely. Everyone has obsessions, but few can cultivate their obsessions into their own way!
Yuwen Zhouyuan asked his own heart to understand his own way during his journey of enlightenment by leaving behind the lost space.
Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but murmured: "It is said that the Tao is ruthless, but I think the Tao has feelings! What I cultivate is the way of feelings! Love is my way!"
The moment these words rang out in Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart, a mysterious realization immediately merged with the artistic conception of snow. The seemingly impossible step of merging the artistic conception began to appear!
The artistic conception is actually integrated!
Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his eyes, slightly shocked, but he didn't have time to think about the changes in his body. Several roaring sounds in the distance were already approaching!
Three true kings, two at the third level and one at the fourth level, looked at Meng Wuchen with eager eyes, with a look of hatred!
"Hey, Meng Wuchen, your granddaughter seems to be in trouble! Do you want me to help you?" A tiger-faced old man sneered in a sinister way. His tiger eyes were fixed on the girl in Yuwen Zhouyuan's arms.
Linglong licked her tongue.
It seems that the tiger-faced old man is pretending to help, but killing is real!
The tiger-faced old man's eyes darkened, and immediately a strange demonic aura, with the power of his soul, penetrated into the Yuwen Universe's ocean of consciousness.
Demonic Soul Tiger! Only the Demonic Soul Tiger clan can practice this soul attack!
"This doll is pretty good, why don't we take it for granted!" the tiger-faced old man said.
This old monster is a demon soul tiger that has transformed into a human. The demon soul is so powerful and weird that it directly avoided Meng Wuchen's body and invaded Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, trying to invade Yuwen Zhouyuan's sea of consciousness and seize Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.
His body was sacrificed and refined into an incarnation.
Meng Wuchen's complexion changed drastically. He never expected that the old tiger in front of him, whose demon soul was even stronger than his own, actually jumped directly past him and attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Meng Wuchen's heart was extremely complicated. Although he wanted Yuwen Zhouyuan to die, at least he didn't want anything to happen to Yuwen Zhouyuan before rescuing Linglong.
If Yuwen Zhouyuan is successfully snatched away by the tiger-faced old man, he will undoubtedly die. Who else can save Linglong!
Meng Wuchen showed anxious eyes, secretly thinking that Yuwen Zhouyuan had the Heartbeating Traceless Technique, and his sea of consciousness was probably stronger than that of ordinary monks. He didn't know how strong this person's consciousness was, and whether it could block the tiger-faced old man.
of seizing the home.
If he could resist the tiger-faced old man's seizure of his body for even a moment, he would crush the demon soul in his sea of consciousness in one fell swoop!
He put away the magic power that had been brewing for a long time in Meng Wuchen's palm, and pointed at the center of Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyebrows, trying to race against time to resolve the tiger-faced old man's seizure.
But the two monsters of the third level of the True King were not idle either. When the tiger-faced old man was trying to seize the Yuwen Universe Yuan from his body, they attacked Meng Wuchen from the left and from the right, forcing him to withdraw his palm.
"Tiger Kaishan! Don't bully others too much! You can't kill this guy no matter what!" Meng Wuchen said angrily with a look of anger on his face.
"Hey, so what if I bully you! So what if I kill him! Xiong Podi, Leopard Tianxiao, you two stop Meng Wuchen, wait until I seize this son, refine him into an incarnation, and then help you two
!” The tiger-faced old man sneered, not taking the matter of seizing Yuwen Zhouyuan as a serious matter at all.
True master human beings dare to enter the eighth layer of the underground world of the lost space. Even the true king masters from the outside world dare not enter here. This kid is really tired of living!
Originally, the tiger-faced old man would not take the junior True Master into his eyes, but he saw that Meng Wuchen was extremely protective of Yuwen Zhouyuan all the way, and he saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan was of great use to Meng Wuchen, but Yuwen Zhouyuan was not.
The real master is extremely easy to kill. If you kill him and mess up Meng Wuchen's heart, it will be very easy to kill Meng Wuchen again!
But as soon as the tiger-faced old man's thoughts reached this point, his mind immediately felt a heart-wrenching tearing feeling.
"Ah!" The tiger-faced old man screamed, staring at Yuwen Zhouyuan with horrified eyes!
The tiger-faced old man poured one-third of his soul power into the universe's ocean of consciousness and used it to seize the body, thinking that it was more than enough.
But in the end, the power of the soul that had submerged into the Yuwen Universe's ocean of consciousness was attacked by a suffocating spiritual consciousness, and was crushed to pieces without exception.
"This is... this is a divine attack... No, even a divine attack is not that powerful. Could it be that this is the legendary Heartbeat Traceless Attack? Only the Heartbeat Traceless Attack has such power.
!" the tiger-faced old man said in shock.
"You don't need to know! Old man Meng Wuchen, what are you waiting for! Take action!" Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted.
A cold light flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes. With his powerful heart-beating traceless attack, he chopped up a third of the tiger-faced old man's soul, but he also suffered some injuries. Yuwen Zhouyuan recorded this revenge!
From the moment the tiger-faced old man suddenly rose up to seize the Yuwenzhou Yuan from his body, to the moment he screamed in agony, the two true kings and third-level monsters had yet to realize what had happened.
Only Meng Wuchen vaguely guessed that Yuwen Zhouyuan plotted against the tiger-faced old man for some unknown reason.
Wherever Yuwen Zhouyuan was needed to urge him to move, when Meng Wuchen saw the situation reversed, he immediately seized a chance to win, gathered the mana that had been brewing in his body for a long time, gathered it in his palm, and shot it out with one palm!
A giant palm of dead wood, which was ten thousand meters tall, pressed down on the tiger-faced old man and the three of them, bringing with it a terrifying pressure that swept the world.
The three of them were caught off guard and immediately tried their best to defend themselves against the palm force. At this juncture, Meng Wuchen immediately drove Lingyun with all his strength and rushed straight into the huge pit on the ninth floor.
On the ninth floor of the underground world of Lost Space, there are one hundred thousand clones of the Dream Perfect Tree!
That is the realm where Meng Wuchen dominates. Not to mention the tiger-headed old man and others who dare not enter, even the early True Emperor monks will have to shed their skin if they enter this place!
After fleeing for 80,000 miles, Meng Wuchen glanced back with his spiritual thoughts. Seeing that the three tiger-faced old men had been thrown away, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and for the first time he paid a little attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
meaning.
This man actually plotted against the tiger-faced old monster at the fourth level of the True King. Whether it was due to carelessness or not, Yuwen Zhouyuan was proud of himself, because Yuwen Zhouyuan was just a young monk at the peak of the True Master!
"Boy, this king, Meng Wuchen, owes you a favor!" Meng Wuchen said seriously.
"Really? You're welcome, senior!" Yuwen Zhouyuan patted the storage bag, took a few healing pills, and his complexion improved slightly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan plotted against the tiger-faced old man purely to protect himself, but since Meng Wuchen believed that he owed Yuwen Zhouyuan a favor, Yuwen Zhouyuan would not be stupid enough to deny it.
The ninth level of the underground world of Lost Space is not far away.
...
The power of the giant palm was a palm that Meng Wuchen had brewed for a long time, and it was extremely powerful. The three real kings and old monsters joined forces to receive it, and each of them performed various techniques before the palm power was released and the giant palm that covered the sky was shattered.
The two True King third-level monsters were each in mourning... This palm was enough to show that Meng Wuchen was powerful. With the third-level True King strength of the two True Kings, provoking Meng Wuchen seemed to be a mistake.
.
As for the tiger-faced old man, his face was extremely gloomy. He was planning to lead someone to plot against Meng Wuchen, but he didn't expect that not only would he be plotted against by a junior True Master, but his soul would also be hurt. He would also be palmed by Meng Wuchen, which would affect his soul.
Injury...
"Hateful! Chase, chase, chase! We can't let them run away, especially the junior True Master human race!" the tiger-faced old man said angrily.
The tiger-faced old man hated Yuwen Zhouyuan so much that he even hated Meng Wuchen three times more.
But Meng Wuchen had already fled far away, and the tiger-faced old man was even injured, so how could he catch up.
Before the huge pit leading to the ninth floor of the underground world of the lost space, the tiger-faced old man let out a heart-wrenching roar: "How hateful! This is the biggest humiliation in my life!"
The world of lost space, the ninth level of the underground world.
As far as the eye can see, there is a forest sea with hundreds of feet of giant trees, and above the forest sea, some snow and rain are dancing slightly.
Yes, it is snow and rain, not pure snow, nor pure rain, but snow mixed with rain!
Meng Wuchen Zongyun has reached this point, and the dry and tight skin has finally loosened up a bit.
"You will be safe if you escape here. Every towering tree here is a clone of the old King Daozhenjun at his peak. There are more than 100,000 clones in total!" Meng Wuchen's words are both comfort and comfort.
warn.
In order to prevent Yuwen Zhouyuan from worrying about the pursuit of the tiger-faced old man, he also made Yuwen Zhouyuan understand that he had better behave himself when entering this place and treat Linglong's poison, otherwise any giant tree master here could attack Yuwen Zhouyuan's poison.
Life is a huge threat.
"Start treating the poison quickly. The time is almost up for my method of suppressing the poison." Meng Wuchen said to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan remained calm and did not take Meng Wuchen's threat to heart.