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Chapter 792 Cultivation Holy Land

There was a hint of sorrow in the ice surface of Chen Wan.

He never thought that the final result would be like this.

She and Meng Yang had just met, but why did something happen to Meng Yang?

"Why?

Why?"

I heard Chen Wanbing questioning herself over and over again.

At this moment, all the women stood silently in the room.

When he saw President Wang next to him, he sighed helplessly and said, "Don't worry, I believe General Meng, Ji people have their own appearance and will not be in trouble."

He was quite convinced of Meng Yang's strength, but at this moment, a burst of arrogant laughter suddenly came from outside the door.

It's the voice of a woman.

He had a hint of solemnity in his face.

The sound is so familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere.

However, just as he frowned, the door of the villa was suddenly blown open by a gust of wind, and he saw Ashima walking in from outside the door.

When everyone saw Ashima, there was a hint of shock in their faces. Ashima actually came back alive. Does that mean something happened to Mengyang?

"If you let you in, get out quickly. Where are the people from the Wu League?"

I heard President Wang snorting coldly, and then several helicopters hovered in the sky, and the dark muzzle was directly aimed at Ashima.

Ashima continued to move forward, and guns and bullets went down like raindrops. Although Ashima was at the peak of the Xuan-level cultivation, she could not defeat the opponent's bullets.

President Wang smiled coldly and said, "I tell you that General Meng of your Martial Alliance has been killed by me. I am aware of the situation and quickly hand over these women, otherwise you will have no place to die."

Then I heard Ashima's voice coming coldly.

Ashima quits outside the door.

Although the Martial Alliance is powerful, Ashima is now a combination of the ancient village in Miaojiang and the West Chamber of the West Chamber.

For Ashima, she now holds two thousand-year-old sects, Miaojiang Ancient Village and the West Chamber of Corpse driving.

Even if the Wu Alliance wants to take action for Meng Yang, he dares to fight against the Wu Alliance.

"I'll give you three days. If you don't hand over these women within three days, I'm sorry. I can only come and catch people by myself."

Hearing Ashima's voice came from the side in a faint way. Before leaving, Ashima slapped out with her palm, and the lion at the door of the villa was directly shattered by him, looking very shocked.

But at this moment, there was already a lot of wail in the villa.

Meng Yang died, Meng Yang was really dead, and all the women hugged their heads and cried bitterly. No one expected that the final result would be like this. The man they had always believed in actually died at the hands of Ashima. It was impossible, absolutely impossible.

Meng Xianghuan almost fainted from crying. Meng Yang was her only son and his only thought.

After his son dies, how should he live alone?

Xia Ruobing sinks into Wanbing's square in Wenwen, and sheds tears.

"President Wang, President Wang, I believe Meng Yang is definitely not dead, he is definitely not dead. You can ask someone to remove the surveillance immediately. Maybe you can save Meng Yang, hurry up."

At this moment, Xia Ruobing stood up, looked at President Wang and said with a pleading look.

President Wang frowned. Although he knew that Meng Yang was most likely dead, he still ordered his men to find Meng Yang's whereabouts when he heard Xia Ruobing's words.

However, two hours later, all of them were desperate.

The serious crime team investigated Meng Yang's traces and learned that Meng Yang finally jumped from the Dashu Mountain.

There are a total of thousands of meters of Dashu Mountain. Mengyang jumped from the Dashu Mountain. Who else is there?

"Wuwuwu..." Another crying sound came from the villa.

Everyone was extremely sad. This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for them, but they had no choice but to bear it.

Meng Xianghuan took a deep breath and looked at President Wang and said, "Since my son is dead, this matter has become a fact and cannot be changed. But President Wang, I want to ask you to find his body no matter what..." President Wang nodded deeply and looked at Meng Xianghuan and said, "Don't worry, we are the Wumenghui doing this, not to mention that Meng Yang was originally the general of our Wumenghui, and our Wumenghui has a responsibility for his death..." He looked at all the women and said, "The most urgent task now is to solve your safety problem. Even if Ashima's cultivation is placed in the Wumenghui, no one will be his opponent. If he attacks for a strong attack, we can't stop him."

"The only way now is to try to hold him back and give you time to escape."

Although the country relies on behind the Martial Alliance, the country generally will not come forward for such things.

President Wang himself had no choice but to do this. He had already informed the headquarters of this matter, hoping that the headquarters could send troops to support him.

But Meng Yang is now dead and the headquarters is unwilling to send people here.

President Wang took a deep breath. He and Meng Yang had a good relationship, and he would protect these people around Meng Yang no matter what.

They cannot be reduced to slaves in Ashima's hands.

...At this moment, in a valley in Dashu Mountain.

A young man in his twenties was lying in it. He looked very haggard and his body was covered with scars.

It looked very serious. At this time, his fingers suddenly moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. When he saw that the surroundings were so strange, he subconsciously wanted to sit up from the ground, but the severe pain swept through him, which made him grin.

People are not others, they are Meng Yang.

“Where is this?”

Meng Yang's thoughts flashed through his mind with strange scenes around him. He remembered the scene he jumped off the top of the mountain before, and only then did he realize that he had fallen into the valley of Dashu Mountain.

But what made Meng Yang a little strange was that when he fell into the valley, he seemed to encounter a piece of cloud and mist. The cloud and mist were like a gate, opening up another world for Meng Yang.

Meng Yang found that the place he was in seemed to be entering a new world.

Meng Yang didn't know what was going on.

Meng Yang grew up in the sea of ​​heaven and sea. He knew everything about Dashu Mountain better than anyone else. It can be said that he knew every corner of Dashu Mountain.

Mengyang has never seen this valley.

After he climbed up from the ground with difficulty, he looked into the distance and found a huge cave not far away. Meng Yang staggered and walked slowly towards the cave. When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Meng Yang suddenly glared in his eyes.

At the entrance of this cave, there was actually a pattern?

However, there was only half of this pattern, and half of it seemed that it had not been successfully drawn. Meng Yang was stunned for a moment. He felt that this figure was very familiar with it and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Meng Yang's mind. Yes, this is the shape of the cloud map, but this is only half of the cloud map.

Meng Yang had already completely remembered the shape of Yuntu in his mind. Without saying a word, he immediately activated the true essence, and the true essence slowly jumped out of his fingers like a knife and began to carve it on the rock.

In just a moment, a complete cloud map had been carved on the rock.

At this moment, Meng Yang suddenly saw a flash of golden light. In an instant, the entrance of the cave was covered with a layer of gold, and people could not open their eyes. At the same time, Meng Yang suddenly heard a burst of rumbling sounds, and saw that the originally closed cave began to slowly open at this moment.

Meng Yang was stunned for a moment.

He used to think that this cloud map was just a map to the holy place of cultivation. Now it seems that this is not the case. Not only can one find the holy place of cultivation, but one can also open the holy place of cultivation. Meng Yang came here by chance. He didn't expect that he could take this opportunity to open the holy place of cultivation.

Meng Yang's face was filled with excitement, and he immediately got into the cave without saying a word.
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