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Bang!

In the middle of the lake, a splashing of water could be seen, and an even more bedraggled figure suddenly emerged from below.

Hm?

"Old bastard, don't even think about leaving!" Eat your grandfather's stave! " Meng xiaotian's eyes lit up, and he anxiously shouted.

"Whiz!"

Before Meng xiaotian could even finish shouting, this figure had already flown far away at a lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Meng xiaotian's line of sight, leaving behind a string of blood mist.

"Crap!" Just like that, Blood Escape? " Meng xiaotian did not think so. She thought this old bastard had guts.

After a moment of thought, he turned around and looked at his surroundings.

"What the f * ck!" The f * ck happened to Meng xiaotian today, it could be compared to several times normal.

Looking over, most of the Savage Cultivators that were strong enough to fight for a small city had lost their lives. Only a small portion of them were still alive and dancing. As for the mortals, they had all died.

Meng xiaotian did not care about the injuries on his body, as he clenched his fist tightly. Following which, countless souls started to gather in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, a pile of white soul threads was flung towards the sky by the Meng xiaotian.

These were the souls of mortals. Some were from the Wilderness, some were from the eastern pole, and they were all sent into the cycle of reincarnation.

As a cultivator with great abilities, Meng xiaotian would not fuss about anything with mortals. Even if it was a mortal from the Wilderness, Meng xiaotian would still send them into the cycle of reincarnation.

As for those dead women from the Eastern Pole Clan, Meng xiaotian was apathetic towards them. Perhaps, this was a relief, or maybe, the Meng xiaotian was trying to console him.

However, the souls of these Savage Cultivators... Meng xiaotian's eyes revealed a hint of coldness.

Soul extraction and soul refining, if that's not the case, Meng xiaotian does not have the mood to bother with dead people, but the crimes committed while alive are unforgivable. This time, Meng xiaotian is prepared to refine all of these soul fragments into a powerful treasure!

The creation of this kind of treasure was something that the Meng xiaotian had seen from the ancient scrolls of the Blood Pavilion.

Even with his guts, after seeing such a cruel method of making it, he was still frightened by it. It was for no other reason but that he felt his scalp tingling!

Putting away the sinister spirits, Meng xiaotian's body started to move.

Before long, the Meng xiaotian had obtained the Jindan and Nascent Soul of the remaining hundreds of savage cultivators. Some of them had their souls extracted, and they were all useful!

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!" This is awesome! "

Meng xiaotian looked at the blood colored lake below him. He rubbed his chin and observed from a high altitude.

"No!" We need to think of a way to record our achievements! " Meng xiaotian rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea.

Looking around, Meng xiaotian teleported to a tall immortal tree.

This tree was transplanted from the Wilderness. It had the ability to gather spirit energy. Although it wasn't a lot, it was better than nothing.

Meng xiaotian was so precious, with a palm, the tree broke into two.

With a few "shua shua" sounds, a tall wooden tablet was completed by him.

Pow!

A wooden tablet that was shining with golden light was stabbed into the side of the lake.

Meng xiaotian's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace.0

Not long after the Meng xiaotian left, dozens of figures hidden their auras and flew over.

"This... This... "Captain!" A Jindan Stage cultivator couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

"Pah!" A palm ruthlessly slapped the Aurous Core stage cultivator's head.

"Be quiet!" "F * ck your grandmother, if that old fellow discovers us, none of us will be able to escape!" One of the Nascent Soul stage cultivators cursed. However, his voice seemed to be the loudest as it shook the Aurous Core stage cultivator until his ears hurt.

"Fuck you!" The Aurous Core stage cultivator cursed endlessly in his heart. F * ck, you talk more than your father, you f * cker!

However, in the next moment, the Nascent Soul stage cultivator opened his mouth wide and unconsciously said, "This … This... "This …"

The cultivators behind him were also baffled. What was going on? What was going on?

The next moment, a strange scene appeared next to the forest. Dozens of people, who looked like pillars standing in the middle of the forest, stood in the middle of the two trees. This... "This …"

"Sh * t!" The first Aurous Core stage cultivator who discovered it rubbed his aching head and cursed.

The group filed out, arriving in front of the most conspicuous wooden signboard.

A cultivator slowly recited, "This sovereign has always been easy to kill. If one day the saber returned to its sheath, there would be no more barbarians! Hahaha! The number one marshal of the Dongji Sect — — Meng xiaotian! "

At the bottom, there was a simple smiling face.

"Meng xiaotian! Brother Xu, do you have a second Meng xiaotian in your Easterly Sect? " The cultivator turned his head and asked.

"Huh?" He was a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Dongji Sect and had been sent to guard this place for decades. It was said that a few days ago, the sect produced a cultivator called Meng xiaotian, who seemed very powerful, but he didn't pay it any mind. In his opinion, it was comparable to a Deity Stage? In the end, he was a sheep who had never experienced a battle, and he even boasted that if the Meng xiaotian came, he could defeat him in ten moves at most!

But now, the living truth had struck his face, and it was the kind of 'pa pa pa pa' that was extremely loud and clear!

"This... "I don't know …" The cultivator with the surname Xu lowered his head.

"Just what is this person's cultivation level?" They actually destroyed an army! " The few Nascent Soul cultivators looked at each other with expressions of disbelief.

They were also very experienced, and they had seen a lot of Soul Formation cultivators, and they had all been taught a lesson before. However, they felt that not even normal Soul Formation cultivators would be able to create such an attack, let alone the legendary Meng xiaotian that could just barely beat a dozen Nascent Soul elders.

"Report to the sect!" The few of them looked at each other before they quickly made a round of inspection and immediately flew back!

The Meng xiaotian shakily landed on a mountain in the Boorish Desolate. It was already quite a distance from the east peak.

Even with the Meng xiaotian's strength, it would still take half a day. It could be said that they had already reached half the central area of the Wilderness.

Seeing that no one was around, the Meng xiaotian found a hidden valley. Flying swords flew out and a cave was carved out with kacha kacha sounds.

"Phew …" I'm so tired! " Meng xiaotian also did not sit down cross-legged.

With his cultivation at the early stage of Meng xiaotian's Nascent Soul, if he used his full strength, even if he used all his might, he would still not be able to withstand such a huge consumption of spirit energy, so now that the spirit energy in Meng xiaotian had slackened, he was immediately exhausted!

Snoring...

Slowly, the Meng xiaotian started snoring.

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