I dream of immortality in Taixu Sect

Chapter 636 Southeast Forbidden Land

Meng Bai had a slight impression of this Third Young Master Song and raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's you."

The Third Young Master Song smiled at Meng Bai and said, "My fellow Taoist, we meet again."

"I will ask you again, are you willing to give up your love?"

Meng Bai said calmly: "Meng has already said that there is nothing to discuss about this matter."

The Third Young Master Song sighed and said, "Really? That's a pity. Thank you, Elder Xie, for your help."

The black-robed old man behind him replied in a low voice: "No problem, sir."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura of pressure burst out from Xie Wujiang!

The pressure from the third level of Dongxu had no effect on Meng Bai, but it was a huge pressure on Fang Yan on Meng Bai's shoulder.

Fang Yan, who was standing on Meng Bai's shoulder, had already exerted his magic power to the extreme at this moment, resisting Xie Wujiang's pressure with an unyielding spirit.

He even roared from time to time in an attempt to break free from the constraints of the pressure.

After Meng Bai noticed his abnormality, he lightly touched him. A ray of Hunyuan spirit enveloped his body, and the pressure from Fang Yan disappeared instantly.

Xie Wujiang was surprised when he saw this and said, "What kind of power is this that can make the Bifang bird immune to the pressure and pressure of an old man?"

Meng Bai said coldly: "Why would a dying person need to know?"

As he raised his hand, the long sword transformed by magic power was already in his hand.

The sword domain of creation unfolded in a thought, and with the power of the Great Dao, Meng Bai slashed out with his sword.

Magical power: Sword hidden in mountains and seas!

Mountains and seas appeared, and the world seemed to be frozen in an instant.

Xie Wujiang's face changed instantly, and he was horrified, "How can a fourth-level spirit master swing such a sword?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the Haoran Shanhai sword energy had already penetrated his body.

The hot blood scattered everywhere, and one pool of blood splashed onto the face of Young Master Song San.

Young Master Song San slowly touched the blood that had not yet cooled down with his hand, with a dazed look on his face.

"How...is this possible!"

"Mr. Xie is a strong man at the third level of Dongxu!"

"You... How could a Divine Transformation cultivator kill him with just one sword?"

"who are you!"

The third Master Song couldn't help but take a few steps back, with fear in his eyes.

Meng Bai held the sword in his hand and said calmly: "Meng didn't want to provoke you, but since you took the initiative to cause trouble, it won't be so easy to resolve it peacefully."

The Third Young Master Song smiled flatteringly and said, "Actually, my friend, this is a misunderstanding. I can explain it. Otherwise, please forgive my fault and spare my life."

Meng Bai: "I'm sorry, Meng's mind is not that broad."

After saying this, Meng Bai slowly raised the sword in his hand.

The Third Young Master Song shouted, "No, you can't kill me. I am the Third Young Master of the Song Family. If you kill me, the Song Family will not..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Bai had already slashed down with his sword.

A faint sound of blood flowing out was heard, and the third son of the Song family, who had only the Nascent Soul cultivation level, was beheaded by Meng Bai with a single sword.

After dispersing the long sword transformed by his magic power, Meng Bai glanced at the corpse of the third son of the Song family indifferently and said, "No matter if you are from the Song family or the Wang family, no one can save you."

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Changling Secret Realm,

After killing the third son of the Song family, Meng Bai used his flying technique to fly eastward and arrived at the entrance of a valley.

The auspicious clouds dispersed and they slowly descended to the valley entrance. Meng Bai glanced at the valley and said, "This should be the famous Southeast Valley in the Changling Secret Realm."

It is rumored that there are many natural formations in the southeast valley, the terrain is complex, and there are no-fly restrictions in the air. It is extremely dangerous and is one of the monks' tombs in the Changling Secret Realm.

Many monks who entered the Southeast Valley were buried there, so it was also called the Southeast Forbidden Land by many monks.

Fang Yan, standing on Meng Bai's shoulder, felt uneasy as he looked at the entrance to the Southeast Valley and kept crying.

Meng Bai glanced at him and chuckled, "It seems that you have sensed the danger in the valley."

"Forget it, stay in my inner world first. The Southeast Valley is definitely not a place for you to go."

A ripple in space flashed, and Meng Bai sent Fang Yan into the small world inside his body.

For an ordinary Divine Transformation cultivator, the small world he has just created may not be able to accommodate any living creatures, but Meng Bai’s small world is different.

The three thousand laws are perfect, and there are even three thousand great ways centered on the way of the sun, which is more than enough to accommodate a Bifang divine bird.

After sending Fang Yan into the small world inside his body, Meng Bai stepped into the valley.

Not long after entering, Meng Bai encountered large areas of poisonous miasma.

The poisonous miasma contains the power of laws, and ordinary divine cultivators will die if they come into contact with it.

Meng Bai wrapped his whole body with the power of the Great Dao, so he was not affected by the poisonous miasma. However, while walking in the poisonous miasma, he had already seen the corpses of many cultivators.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Meng Bai finally walked out of the poisonous miasma area, and what came into view were a number of restrictions and formations.

These natural restrictions and formations contained a strong murderous intent, but Meng Bai still saw the flaws in them at a glance. He passed through these restrictions and formations as if walking on flat ground, and finally came to a strange barrier.

Meng Bai touched the barrier and said in surprise, "This seems to be a demon-suppressing barrier, and it is not targeted at normal cultivators."

"Is there still a great demon sealed in the Southeast Valley?"

"Forget it, just take a look and you will know."

Then Meng Bai stepped into the barrier.

.......

"Hmm? The fourth level of the Spiritual Transformation?"

"Boy, how did you get here?"

A female cultivator in the early stage of Dongxu suddenly appeared in front of him.

Meng Bai raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Lu Qingyou. I just felt something was wrong with the barrier, and I knew that a new Taoist friend was about to enter the Southeast Forbidden Land, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect it to be a little incarnation like you."

"I was originally thinking that if I could meet a familiar fellow Taoist, we could join forces to break into the depths of the forbidden area and get some benefits!" Lu Qingyou shook his head and sighed.

"Little guy, go back. Although I don't know how you entered the Southeast Forbidden Land, the road ahead is not something that a little god like you can continue to walk on."

Meng Bai said calmly: "Thank you for your kindness."

Then he walked forward without looking back.

Seeing this, Lu Qingyou frowned slightly: "You really don't listen to advice. Since you are free anyway, let me see how you die."

After saying that, Lu Qingyou quietly followed behind Meng Bai.

After entering the so-called southeast forbidden area, Meng Bai saw many Dongxu cultivators, but they all looked at Meng Bai with strange eyes.

Because inside the forbidden area, except for Meng Bai, the lowest cultivation level is at the first level of Dongxu, and Meng Bai, a Jindan cultivator, is particularly conspicuous here.

After walking for an incense stick of time, Meng Bai came to a river that exuded an ominous aura.

Because there was a powerful no-fly ban in this area, Meng Bai saw many Dongxu cultivators walking across the river at a glance.

But this river is not absolutely safe. When the monks cross the river, ghosts will emerge from the dark water from time to time and attack the monks passing by.