Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

This sudden change made everyone present stunned.

Previously, they had all been attracted by the sound of the dust kite, and at the same time inevitably entered the psychedelic space.

But just when they thought Meng Qing was finished, the latter suddenly turned the tide of the battle.

All kinds of phenomena showed that Meng Qing was not confused by the sound of the piano, doesn't this mean that he is stronger than most of the people present?

These true gods panicked, and this was the first time they had such emotions towards a person whose strength was far inferior to theirs.

Qin Sheng's brows furrowed deeply: "This person has some means, he can get to this point is definitely more than luck, to transmit the news back, I want all his information."

Qi Jiang nodded: "It's already done."

In the field, Chenyuan raised his hands: "Don't be impulsive, as long as you don't hurt my beast, you can do whatever you want."

Meng Qing pinched the neck of the nine-tailed fox with one hand, and grabbed all the tails of its tail with the other hand:

"Outsiders all respect your dusty family's music rhythm, but I don't think so, although what you cultivate is the meaning of the sound law, but the reason why you can make everyone present move, is because they subconsciously guard against your piano sound, but they didn't guard against this little thing, and they all got hit, didn't they?"

Everyone was stunned, what was going on?

A few knowledgeable people looked at Meng Qing a few times, and among the dozens of true gods present, there would be no more than one hand that could see this!

Meng Qing, on the other hand, saw through this when he first entered the pseudo-god, which is enough to explain some problems.

"So, you're just trying to expose my secret in public? For the limelight? The voice of the dust kite came through the veil without any mood swings.

"Of course not, I'm just curious focus, it seems that I got it right, just said that as long as it doesn't hurt your beast, I can do whatever I want, right?" Meng Qing repeated.

"Yes, as long as you can afford it." The voice of the dust kite is still calm.

Meng Qing looked the dust kite up and down, and finally stopped somewhere on her body: "I want that."

The dust kite was startled: "Are you sure?"

"I can say it again, but will the head of your beast be screwed off by me, do you need me to repeat it?" Meng Qing asked.

The long piano of the dust kite was thrown, and Meng Qing caught it with spiritual qi and imposed several prohibitions on the top before accepting it.

"You said what would happen to him if I took this to see Zhai Han now and said that this is a token of love you gave me?" Meng Qing asked again, and when he thought of the cold, his anger did not hit a place.

For him, anyone who wants to kill him, that person himself and those who have a close relationship with him, cannot be easily spared.

"Just try it." The dust kite turned around with the nine-tailed fox and left, as if giving up on continuing to fight for the token.

The corners of Qin Sheng's mouth rose:

"This person is a little interesting, he actually has a feud with Zhenhan, maybe we can become allies."

Qi Jiang said gently, "The kind that you kill after using it?"

Qin Sheng shook his head slightly:

"That can only be called peers, Meng Qing is very talented, allies, naturally it is necessary to have a long-term relationship."

In the midst of a few whispered conversations, Lin indirectly walked out of six people, five of whom had a halo reflected on their heads, which was a symbol of holding a token.

The only person who did not have a token was a short young man, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, behind his back was a blade slightly smaller than his figure, his face and arms and even his whole body were inscribed with a layer of runes, and a faint red light appeared on it during the surge of spiritual energy, that was qi and blood!

This person actually cultivated the double mysteries, sword and qi and blood!

The six people stepped forward in unison, looked at Meng Qing, and the one who walked in the front looked at Meng Qing condescendingly, and roared lowly:

"When you see the arrival of the six of us, you should know what is about to happen, this entire final venue is only we have the most face, and no one is good to make but us!" This is our boss, don't you want to say that the boss is good?

Meng Qing was a little confused for a while.

He asked Xiao Tai and Xiao Wen in the void: "Are these people from the atmosphere group?"

Seeing that Meng Qing didn't react, the man wasn't very angry: "Forget it, it's actually useless to tell your dying person that these things are, hand over the token, you can avoid the death penalty."

Meng Qing was a little unsure and asked,

"Are you guys here... Check your bed?

"Presumptuous! Forget it, since the soft one doesn't eat, then come to some hard dishes, I'll play with you, just now I saw that you are quite capable of fighting, I just don't know how many rounds you can hold out under me, my name is Ling Zhan, the one who took your life! The young man with the long knife on his back slowly moved forward, his eyes were fierce, and as the spiritual energy surged, his whole person was evolving towards crimson.

Meng Qing waved his hand: "I don't want to fight without benefits..."

There was a sudden sonic boom in front of him, and Ling Zhan rushed to the front, the long knife slashed horizontally, and the sharp aura carried above could easily cut through ten thousand catties of large stones!

Meng Qing dodged away, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I don't really like others to interrupt me.

"Are you pretending?" That Ling Zhan roared low, his body twisted, like a flexible squirrel, the long knife carried infinite sword light, and when he cut down, the world seemed to be silent for a moment.

Meng Qing's fist shone, did not retreat, and punched out against the blade.

In the reflection of the aura, he was like an ancient god who fought alone against the enemy, with a fierce fist and a brave punch.

The air roared continuously, and the sharp sword light fell, but that breath was disintegrated by the fist before it even got close!

Ling Zhan's eyes gradually turned red, the blade was trembling, and two completely different auras were released from his body, occupying half of his body.

Then, his palm swiped lightly at the blade, and the blood was absorbed by the blade, and the blade was almost strangely red!

At the same time, his aura was constantly moving upward, and he reached the True God Perfection in just one moment!

"Violent blood!"

With a slash, Meng Qing even gave birth to the illusion that it was a heavenly graben that slashed towards him!

Several knives crisscrossed in succession, each of which was like a chain, completely blocking all his retreats.

Meng Qing still punched: "If you want to defeat me to this extent, then you really think too much!" To tell you the truth, in terms of Aura Heritage, I haven't been afraid of anyone so far! "

Another punch, an unpretentious punch.

The penetrating force carried above him seemed to be able to blast everything away, and the space in front of Meng Qing cracked in a large area, as if this punch could penetrate the space!

The blade fell, and the fist burst out!

Rumble!

The earth flew everywhere, the ground seemed to have been ploughed, large pits appeared, and the strong smell of blood spread.

After the chaotic aura in the scene completely dispersed, the two appeared in front of everyone.

Meng Qing was intact, his robe was neat, it didn't look like he had just made a move, and he was in good condition like he had just played.

However, there was blood spilling from the corner of Ling Zhan's mouth, and the qi and blood at the scar of his left hand seemed to form a special connection, constantly entering the blade, although his face became more and more pale, but his breath became more and more terrifying.

Meng Qing said softly: "What tricks are there to use quickly, what is said, it is quite undeserved."

On the other side, Ling Zhan suddenly raised his head and roared almost like a beast: "You asked for this!" "

The next moment, the scene suddenly changed.