Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

Luo Zheng was stunned.

Not only him, but Wu Tian's face was not very good-looking, after all, they all had a share that day.

The Black Sword God hated iron and steel:

"Look at your sluggishness! This seat will tell you the news that is good news for you, recently the dust family has bought a lot of cold heart essence in the major businesses such as me, probably prepared for the dust kite to enter the true god.

Luo Zheng immediately jumped up and said,

"How is it possible?" Could it be that they had found the spirit of the beast god?

The Black Sword God smiled bitterly and said, "They can't find it, but isn't the family where Zheng Han is?" These two have been active closely in recent years, and these two are likely to be close, if so, everything will be explained.

Luo Zhengman didn't care: "As long as I can't meet it, as for the true god, hmph, when I find the right beast god divine soul, I can easily break it!"

The Black Sword God sighed slightly, and said softly: "Let's go, the warrior conference is about to open, and go and prepare." The

group quickly left the place.

In the following days, Meng Qing's reputation spread rapidly, and the light and shadow of the battle between him and Liu Zhao also spread rapidly.

At the same time, someone released the news that Meng Qing was going to participate in the True God Section's Martial Arts Conference!

When the news was released, the area of Wukou boiled.

And the discussion about such a class boiled over in a short time.

Many people were shocked by the strength Meng Qing showed when he fought, but more people dismissed it, thinking that he was going to participate now purely to find abuse!

Such news is flying all over the world, and many people mention it when several people go out to eat, drink and have fun.

In the middle of the period, Luo Zheng poked secretly:

"Or we better not go outside to have fun recently, right?" Speaking of which the martial arts conference is coming, it is better to cultivate honestly at home for a while.

Meng Qing waved his hand: "You don't have to think about my feelings, what to do, but speaking of it, it's time to cultivate well, after all, my opponent is not simple at that time!" Several

people looked at the back of the leaving, all a little confused.

Finally, Jian Jian said: "Don't look, just now you said to cultivate well, I heard this, my grandfather said that the dust family's acquisition of the cold heart essence is only possible as a breakthrough material for the dust kite, in case her breakthrough fails, you will wait to be beaten!"

Several people were suddenly awe-inspiring, and Luo Zheng said, "Don't say it, I'll go cultivate now."

On the other side, Meng Qing was meditating and pranayama, examining himself for a long time, and frowned slightly:

"Right now, my Aura realm has just broken through, and if I want to break through again in a short period of time, unless there are massive resources, the only thing that is a little possible is the Divine Soul, but this aspect of spiritual pressure is also what I am lacking now..."

Finally, he got up and found Luo Zheng.

The latter saw him go and return, and said happily: "What, want to have fun?"

Meng Qing said with some disgust: "What do you think?" Is there a sutra pavilion nearby? By the way, where do you usually keep prisoners? Can I borrow it?

Luo Zheng said curiously,

"What do you want to do?"

"It's still a secret, you'll know in a while." Meng Qing did not say explicitly for the time being.

Luo Zheng quickly went, claiming that both the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the prison needed to report to the top.

It took a full hour for him to return and take Meng Qing to a gorgeous-looking tower, but he did not enter, and poked and poked:

"A place like the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is inside, I won't go, it's not suitable for rough people like me."

Meng Qing was puzzled and pushed the door in alone.

A strong smell of dust that choked his nose and all kinds of strange smells mixed together, it was like a horn hammer prying open Meng Qing's mouth, while at the same time, two strong men were holding him left and right, and were using all their strength to pour a basin of swill mixed with smelly gutter and septic tank into his mouth!

At that moment, Rao Meng Qing thought that his control ability was excellent, but he couldn't stand this strange 360-degree attack without dead angles, and rushed to the corner of the wall and vomited!

Luo Zheng on the side laughed:

"I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't laugh, but I really can't help it, hahaha..." Meng

Qing raised his head, his palm moved, and he imprisoned a breath in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and poured it towards Luo Zheng.

The latter's face remained unchanged, and even with a little indifference: "This trick is useless to me, when I was a child, every time I didn't practice well, my grandfather would lock me up in it for an hour, and I would be immune after a long time!"

"Really? So what about this? Meng Qing's face was flat, and he once again stretched out his hand to hold a little dirt from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, crushed it in the air, and then pressed it vigorously among Luo Zheng's people.

As soon as Luo Zheng inhaled, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he rushed to Meng Qing's side and vomited wildly.

"Gotta go, you taste it first, I'll go first." Meng Qing defended himself with aura, and then walked into it.

But what made him feel strange was that although the smell was strange, the arrangement was very neat, and there was nothing but a thick layer of dust.

He scanned the surroundings with a divine spirit, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Luo Zheng in the rear also followed in with the filth outside:

"You kid is really not a human, you can come up with such a vicious idea!" But you did remind me, you can get a little to stay on your body, catch the other party by surprise when fighting, and refresh them, haha..." Meng

Qing glanced at him: "Be a person."

Luo Zheng's smile stopped abruptly.

When passing around a corner, Meng Qing hooked his palm and put a lump of dirt the size of a fist into a porcelain bottle.

Luo Zheng didn't notice it at all

, but instead chattered and explained to Meng Qing here: "This used to belong to Grandpa Fire, when he and his beast tamer were almost the guardian saints here, but later in a battle his beast was seriously injured, and it died not long after, Grandpa Huo was depressed, experimented with various techniques and experiments here, and also killed many low-level spirit beasts, because the qi and blood of some spirit beasts were originally repulsive, coupled with infrequent cleaning, this place became what it is now."

Meng Qing was a little surprised, there was such a thing? It seems that the owner here is also a man with a story.

He looked around as he walked forward, and finally came to a place where many bamboo sticks were placed.

Most of the things stored here are some royal laws, many of them are fragments, but each bamboo stick is warm and smooth, which is a trace that has been touched by many people.

He took out one at random, but found that the following words were engraved on it:

"Xiaotianxiang technique, obtained from the hands of the Heavenly Phase King, is suitable for cultivating the aura and elemental mysterious cultivators cultivation, and the cultivators of physical cultivation and fortitude mysterious should not try."

"Wow, it's so detailed?" The little lady shouted.

Meng Qing nodded slightly, and picked up the two next to him again:

"The Heavenly Star Qin Technique, obtained from the Dust Family, this technique can only be practiced by those who cultivate the mysteries of the Qin, remember to remember!"

"The Poison Taki Evil Mist Skill, obtained from a relic in the Heavenly Wilderness, can only be cultivated by those who cultivate the mysteries of poison..."

He packed all the bamboo tablets here, and Luo Zheng on the side was almost dumbfounded:

"What are you doing?" Are you planning to cultivate them all over again? "