Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

Luo Zheng and the others' faces changed drastically.

Playing?

If you lose, you will also deduct the next month's cultivation resources? That's not a hit!

You know, as the descendants of the Five Coles, Luo Zheng has long been accustomed to spending days and drinking wine, and even the days of distributing cultivation resources every month have become a kind of sustenance for their lives!

You don't need to think about it to know the result, these people around the Black Sword God are all people who are in the army, and the long-term battle and training make them have a big gap with them in terms of aura heritage and combat skills, how can they be opponents?

"Grandpa Jian, this is not good, you are in charge of the entire barracks, and the daily expenditure on resources is an astronomical amount, and it is a little inappropriate for us to ask for your resources again." Xu Shaojie pinched his tone and said.

He tried his best to start with the other party, moving with affection and reason, hoping that the Black Sword God could change his mind.

"Oh? Do you even have this thought? It's rare, in that case, how about you take the initiative to hand over your cultivation resources for the next month? Just as you have contributed to the Five Coles, then this seat can also praise you a few words. The Black Sword God pretended to be curious.

Several people's faces suddenly collapsed.

Isn't that unreasonable?

Seeing this, the Black Sword God hated iron and scolded, "

Look at your unproductive appearance! Less grinding, Liu Zhao, out of the ranks, you compete with them, if you win the main seat, you will be rewarded with a demigod medicine!

The name of the person whose name was called immediately lit up, and his breathing became a little rapid: "Subordinates take orders!"

The other soldiers looked stunned, as if this was a low-hanging fruit.

The Black Sword God turned to look at them: "You also choose one person here, speed up, if you are in the barracks, this seat will already pack up your clothes!"

Luo Zheng suddenly touched his waist, and said in a low voice:

"My back injury is not completely healed, and this is one of the few opportunities to compete with the people in the barracks to you, you are welcome."

Wang Zheng also said: "Oh, my stomach hurts a little, go to the toilet first, you guys wait here for me to come back first." Xu

Shaojie and Wu Tian were the same, looking like they were rubbing here and there, as if they had to find something even if there was nothing wrong.

In the end, only Meng Qing and Jian Jian were left on the field.

The Black Sword God said angrily: "It's really a shame to grind with a bare ass and spin in circles!" How could Wu Kou have such a descendant?

But when Liu Zhao saw Jian Jian, his face became not so good-looking, and the other soldiers who were not selected also had a mocking posture.

Jian Jian said positively: "I am originally a soldier, and the achievements I have achieved do not need to be tested by the people here, Brother Meng, this opportunity will be given to you."

The Black Sword God also said: "This is true, Meng Qing boy, you seem to be coming to the military camp of this seat for the first time, I heard Lao Luo say that you want to participate in the True God Section, take out some skills for everyone to see!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience changed.

True God Section? These people involuntarily glanced at the Black Sword God, and after confirming that these words came out of the Black Sword God's mouth, they finally recognized this fact.

Their gazes converged on Meng Qing again, which was full of doubts.

Without him, the powerhouses who can participate in the True God Stage must be the top powerhouses of the major forces, and in the case of not being confident in their own strength, they cannot easily take this step, it can be said that every True God can fight across borders!

Not to mention that Meng Qing is not a true god, judging from his breath, he is still not a short distance from even the perfection of the pseudo-god!

It's really hanging.

In the end, it was a military camp, although these soldiers questioned, but did not say it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two arrived in the center, and the Black Sword God shot out to build a field in which they could fight to their heart's content.

"Liu Zhao, please advise." Liu Zhao said seriously, he gently stretched out his hand, shook it towards the void, and a long sword flashing with cold light appeared.

Underestimating the enemy is a taboo, even in the face of a weak enemy, you must go all out!

"Meng Qing, please advise." Meng Qing thought for a long time, and finally decided to take out the spirit weapons with his bare hands, without him, it was inconvenient to take out the spirit weapons such as the Demon Spirit Pestle and the Meru Copper Pillar, and those imperial soldiers did not need to take them out.

Rumble!

Liu Zhao moved, as if he had performed a special technique, and the aura of the whole body was divided into two completely different parts, one exuding the purest killing aura, while the other part was the purest defensive aura.

That was at that moment, Liu Zhao's breath reached the point where it was infinitely close to the true god!

Meng Qing jumped up, the light points of his whole body rose and fell, a punch burst out, the air roared, and there was a faint golden light emanating from his fist!

The fists and swords collided, and the small space where the two were located made a strong shock wave, and a deep pit even appeared on the ground.

The two quickly separated, Liu Zhao wielded his long sword, and the streamers were released above the spiritual airflow, and with a wave of his hand, it seemed to be able to cut through the space!

Meng Qing exerted his fists, legs, elbows, etc. to the extreme, although the sword qi was fierce, but his physical body was already unique, coupled with the strong spiritual qi, he was frozen for a while.

The Black Sword God's expression had changed from initial indifference to shock, and he said to himself,

"This kid is a physical cultivator? No, how can physical cultivation have such a strong spiritual energy foundation? There is also such a killing method, which is clearly an instinctive reaction that can only be practiced by people who have experienced hundreds of battles.

Jian Jian on the side was equally shocked, although he previously thought that Meng Qing might be powerful, but it was all based on Luo Zheng's relationship, and now that he had seen it with his own eyes, that kind of impact was difficult to describe in words.

"Three slashes, heaven-swinging style!"

Liu Zhao took the lead in using martial arts, and when he was fighting Meng Qing, he discovered a fact that made his scalp numb:

in the case of the similar combat experience of the two, in the realm of pseudo-god perfection, his spiritual energy background was actually a big difference from Meng Qing!

Liu Zhao held the sword in both hands, facing the sky vertically, and at that moment, the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be pulled, and they all surged upward, turning into a sword blade with a hundred zhang shadows.

Meng Qing moved forward a little, and ripples emerged, it was the boat against the water.

The sword blade came horizontally, and the sword qi carried above seemed to be able to cut through the towering mountains, but Meng Qing did not make any other movements except this ripple, but his hands continued to evolve in front of him, and the aura surrounded, not like he was performing a formed move.

Jian Jian frowned: "Could it be that he wants to rely on this technique to resist this sword qi?" The

other soldiers watching the battle were also puzzled, they got along with Liu Zhao day and night, naturally knew the power of this move, they had also fought with many geniuses before, and no one had ever been like this.

"Could it be that this person is just a wine bag like those guys?" Many soldiers were shocked in their hearts.

Rumble!

The sword qi slashed horizontally, the roar in the field continued, and a few runes overflowed out, and they were chopped into pieces by the sword qi!

This is the means of the Black Sword God, although it is only casual, but Liu Zhao can do it to this extent, which is enough to see his extraordinary.

The sword blade fell on the ripples, and in just a moment, the sword light dissipated, the sword qi disintegrated, and there seemed to be a big mouth invisibly, eating the sword blade that Liu Zhao cut out!

"It's time for me to strike! All the way up! "