Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

These two flags, one purple and one blue, echoed each other from a distance, and fell on the north and south sides of Meng Qing!

At the same time, more cold and thunder appeared on the two people's bodies, corresponding to the banner in their hands.

The sky is gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the thunder is loud!

The ground condensed a layer of frost, freezing cold.

The two pointed behind them, a tiger spirit beast that stepped on the ice roared out, and another creature like a pterosaur appeared, and its roar was accompanied by a thunderstorm!

The two spirit beasts flew into the clouds, each of them screaming, making the aura there even more violent.

A field condensed beside Meng Qing, which actually limited his movements for a short time, making him unable to break free!

The two changed positions again and took out two flags, one black and one white!

"It turned out to be the Purple and Blue Double Saint Thunder, it seems that the inheritance of these two families has been a long time ago." Xiao Tai said with admiration.

"A long tradition? Specifically, how is it a long-term law? Meng Qing asked.

"It's so long ago that no one in their entire family can tell the origin of this martial art!" Xiaotai said firmly.

Meng Qing nodded, flipped his hands, and the aura of his whole body rose wildly, reaching his peak in an instant!

At this moment, the breath that belongs to the perfection of the pseudo-gods is released.

Since he first entered the pseudo-god, his aura base has expanded by at least three percent!

Zheng Han frowned: "This kid is not right, the realm of pseudo-god perfection, how can the spiritual energy base be more terrifying than the true god perfection?"

Zeng Yin disdained: "It's all up to the flower rack supported by the beast, see how I kill him!" The

two of them each held their flags, waved forward, and thousands of thunders fell, as if there was a real god crossing the calamity, and at the same time, the cold air on the ground became more and more terrifying, which was like a field, and it actually increased the thunder in the sky.

Meng Qing opened his hands and let those thunders fall on his body.

Under the double reduction of the Origin Qi and the Boat Against the Water, the thunder and ice that seemed terrifying to outsiders could not even break through his physical body!

"Listen to Xiao Tai, what have you been plotting here before? That's it? Meng Qing disdained, tiptoe, shot forward, a hundred refining demonic energy naturally cast, his whole body strength was gathered in his hands, punched out, and the blue array flag in front of him immediately trembled wildly.

The second punch was blasted out, and the formation flag shook wildly, and then cracks appeared.

The third punch, the formation flag that still wanted to be stubborn was completely shattered!

On the one hand, both of them were about to look stupid.

What kind of power can this be? It's a bit sensational.

Meng Qing roared lowly, jumped up, and swayed up like a Kunpeng, and he rushed to the clouds!

Zeng yelled: "Not good, his target is our beast!" The

two were horrified and summoned their respective caves into the clouds, allowing their beasts to withdraw in time.

The corners of Meng Qing's mouth rose, aiming at the cold cave sky, and the hundred refining demonic energy urged to the maximum level, and smashed out with a punch!

Dongtian trembled, and Zhen Han's face changed drastically, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood!

Zeng Yin threw out three long swords, carrying an extremely unstable energy above, aimed at Meng Qing's back.

"Sail against the tide!"

A vortex opened, the long sword shot in, Meng Qing cut off the connection with the vortex, and pushed forward.

That whirlpool is out of control, constantly disintegrating, and the direction of traverse is the cold cave sky!

The latter's face changed drastically, a gloomy gloomy appeared under his eyes, the cave sky opened, and the frightened ice tiger in it was pushed out.

"Nope!" The ice tiger roared unwillingly, but the vortex disintegrated and exploded, and the power it emitted was like thousands of blades constantly cutting its body, and even its divine soul was wiped out!

Meng Qing turned around, turned his steps, and punched several more punches in front of him!

Chill's eyes turned red, for a warrior, especially to his realm, Dongtian is the source of all strength!

He moved, the lines on his sleeve robe were all over, the icy cold aura emerged, and a Xuanbing spear appeared, bombarding upwards, as if it could pierce everything!

The fist and spear collided, and the shaking aura spread around, and although the cold suffered a great degree of strength, he smoothly transferred the cave sky.

Meng Qing smacked lightly, chasing him closely, punching one after another, the former kept fleeing, unspeakably embarrassed.

Zeng Yin killed again, and he took out a demigod weapon, which was a hammer, and the aura injected into it seemed to be able to pull the heavenly thunder.

The power of thunder here is already strong, and it is really a boost for those who cultivate the power of thunder.

The corners of Meng Qing's mouth rose, temporarily gave up the cold, also took out a sledgehammer, and slammed it forward.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Zeng Yin is full of confidence.

The two hammers collided, and Zeng Yin only felt that the hammer he swung was like smashing a piece of high-speed moving fine iron!

His right hand bent unnaturally, and the thunder hammer that swung out returned to him with double force, smashing his chest into a depression!

Meng Qing pursued, and the spirit beast that looked like a pterosaur roared and killed, temporarily helping him get out.

"Time is limited, send you on your way!" Meng Qing knew where his upper limit was, Feihong spread his wings, and the Hundred Refining Demon Breaking Power was urged to the maximum!

One step out, as if teleporting to the front of the cold body, punched out, the latter bled and retreated.

The killing of the beast has greatly reduced his strength, and Meng Qing's current shot is undoubtedly crushing!

There was both fear and resentment in his cold eyes, and finally he let out a long roar and ran towards the distance, while taking out several light masses from the mustard bracelet!

The aura expansion of these light masses is as different as the cold, and it is indescribably strange.

Meng Qing's eyes had an extra gray light, and instead of continuing to pursue, he performed the secret technique of the queen ant: "Slash through the sky!" "

Boom!

There was a spatial fault, blood spilled, and a stumbling figure fell from the space, indescribably embarrassed.

It's the chill!

"This is impossible, how do you see that?" Zheng Han asked in horror.

"You keep this question and ask Yan Wang Ye!" Meng Qing made another move.

Zheng Han resisted hard, but in just ten moves, Meng Qing grabbed his neck, Meng Qing did not have a soft hand, and cut off his neck.

Meng Qing flicked the remaining ice slag in his palm and said with disgust: "Just this extent? It also consumes a lot of family resources, and raising a dog is more useful than you! "

The ice slag is scattered, the ice is released, and there is a cold mist.

A throbbing arose in Meng Qing's body, and the gray light overflowed, which turned out to be the origin mysteries!

The latter separated into wisps, constantly invaded forward, and then spread, unexpectedly swallowing all the ice mysteries!

Meng Qing noticed that after devouring that cold qi, the Origin Mysteries actually had a touch of blue!

Even it has become a little tougher on its own.

Meng Qing said to himself: "It is said that the origin mysteries combine all the mysteries in the world, and above the supreme, the so-called cultivation of martial arts is to cultivate one's own Dao, do I have to devour all the mysteries of all types in order to cultivate to the fullest?" On

the other side, Zeng Yin had just gotten up, and when he saw this scene, he suddenly felt cold, and he cast a spell to hide himself in the void, wanting to run away.