Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

"Less garlic there, not the supreme inheritance, then take it out for everyone to see!"

"Don't say we didn't remind you, if you show it now, then we can still testify for you, and after the arrival of the high-level of the major forces, no one will be kind."

"Hand over what you got!"

Everyone continued to approach Meng Qing, if it weren't for the aura of the aura on Meng Qing's body, I was afraid that these people would storm and besiege him!

Meng Qing waved his hand gently:

"That's exactly what I want, just wait for the high-level to come."

"Brothers, Meng Qing is actually bluffing, this primeval forest has existed for tens of millions of years, and the mysterious power in it has long decayed, and it is impossible to accompany him for a long time! Let's kill him together! "

Someone is secretly spreading the word and trying to stir up everyone's emotions.

Under these supreme treasures, these words were very effective, and those people looked at Meng Qing like evil spirits, looking at him with fierce faces, eager to smash his corpse into ten thousand pieces.

Meng Qing smiled, and he cast his pupil technique to look around at the others where the voice came:

"I advise you, don't be a pawn of others, to be honest, my aura only has one chance to attack, who wants to be this lucky one?"

No one dared to move.

Meng Qing suddenly made a move, he locked a certain direction of the crowd, and punched out in the air!

An arrow flew out and collided with his fist, and the two stirring auras disintegrated between everyone, instantly dispersing the aura around them.

Meng Qing's eyes became cold, and when he first arrived here, he was also forced out by an arrow!

These two breaths are clearly the same!

He moved.

Like a spirit snake, it rushed in front of the person who shot and punched out.

It was a small young man who bent his palm, took out a bow and arrow from the void, picked up the side of the longbow and slammed it fiercely.

In an instant, Meng Qing only felt as if a long knife was coming!

He did not retreat and advance, and the magic power of a hundred refining was naturally cast, and he punched out, and his muscles and bones roared in unison!

The force on this punch was extremely great, and the longbow collided with the fist, but it was ejected and flew out, and the young man's right hand did not even hang uncontrollably.

Meng Qing approached again, another punch.

The young man roared lowly, and a pair of big furry hands appeared at his feet, pulled them fiercely, and he disappeared immediately.

The fist fell, and the ground was smashed out of a big hole!

"Want to escape? Pipe dream! Meng Qing cast his pupil technique, and when he noticed the location of the gray light, he immediately chased and killed him.

One punch, two punches.

The land shook, the ground trembled, and the tree that needed several people to barely surround was cut off!

Eventually, the fleeing youth was forced out of the ground.

His beast tamer was a rat head, and a pair of brown eyes stared at Meng Qing.

"Wait, maybe we can talk! I think there was some misunderstanding between us. The young man finally panicked and quickly explained.

"Misunderstanding? Maybe, this set of rhetoric to tell Yan Wang Ye when he was reincarnated, so that maybe he can find you someone with better eyes in the next life. Meng Qing took out the long qin again, without injecting spiritual energy, the power of the pure flesh, slammed forward, and blood flew everywhere!

The mysteries and red and white things splashed around, and even the mutilated mysteries splashed everywhere.

Meng Qing took this person's mustard bracelet, and unexpectedly found a demigod medicine in it!

"The harvest is pretty good." Meng Qing nodded slightly.

The true gods around them hesitated.

They almost overlooked a question, Meng Qing had previously defeated many powerful true gods with his own strength, even including the Three Alliances!

A strong force enveloped everyone, grabbing them and teleporting them to a large platform just as they had arrived before.

The final is over!

Meng Qing was automatically pushed to the center of the field.

Looking around, in addition to them, there was a wave of people in the distance, which was the position of true God consummation.

He noticed that it was Zhai Han who won the first rank of True God Perfection!

The other party seemed to feel something, and his eyes also turned to this side, and for a while, the air was full of gunpowder.

Meng Qing deliberately took out the long qin, first shook it at the cold, and then gently slid his fingertips over the long qin, and then glanced at the dust kite affectionately.

The latter suddenly felt numb in his scalp.

There was an icy killing intent in his cold eyes, and even the surrounding space was slightly distorted.

Many people in the True God Perfection Hall noticed this scene, and immediately said in amazement:

"I want to know what happened in that scene, and why a person who has just entered the false god will get the first place."

"Not only, have you noticed, the long piano in his hand is very familiar, isn't that from the dust kite?" Could it be that she was also defeated by Meng Qing?

"Strange, does he have an aura on him?" What is that? Could it be related to the halo that appeared before?

"Probably not, maybe something has changed in this forest, and the beam we just saw is very strong, it doesn't look like it happened closely."

But now no one can answer their doubts.

Rumble!

In an instant, there seemed to be several mountains out of thin air.

One after another, blurred figures emerged.

The top of these big forces has arrived!

A true god dressed in plain white robes and fair skin fell first, and asked Meng Qing:

"What did you get in that totem?"

This true god's gaze kept scanning over him, and he even gave birth to a strange impulse, as if he was tied up in the operating room, and the people around him could dissect him at any time!

He said truthfully: "Sorry, I can't say it because of the ban.

The true god frowned slightly, and the aura fell one after another, and the other contestants were pushed away one after another, leaving him alone in the venue, a woman with a long qin in her arms and dressed like a Daoist aunt said indifferently:

"This seat sees that he is playing tricks and directly killing things, why bother with more words?"

Meng Qing recognized this person, it was the Jurchen God of the Dust Family who accompanied the dust kite in the underground world!

"Don't be presumptuous, there is something strange about this young man, that aura gives me a feeling of heart palpitations, I heard that a true god died because of this before." Once again, the true God spoke.

Immediately afterwards, the Black Sword God also arrived.

Most of these people are strong people who accompany the competition, and when they notice that there is movement here, they naturally come as soon as possible.

When the Black Sword God saw him, he didn't know whether to be happy or what to do for a while, and a true god ridiculed:

"Old Hei, this is a junior of Wukou, it should be up to you to ask, even if you don't say it, it doesn't matter, I think I should be on my way to the headquarters."

"Meng Qing, just say what you saw in that halo." The Black Sword God repeated the previous question.

A newcomer True God-level powerhouse around him chimed in: "Seniors, some of us were injured by this aura before, but after that, Meng Qing inadvertently revealed that the protection of this aura was only once, and only then did he fight with others!"

"Boy, I heard that you hurt my junior of the Three Leagues? Should you give this God an explanation? A Perfection-level True God with particularly thick limbs roared.

The Black Sword God stepped forward to block: "I said that the third elder of the Qin family, once you enter the warrior conference, death and injury are inevitable, but now you want to help your own descendants who are not a weapon to find a field, I'm afraid this is not appropriate, right?" "