Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

When the black-striped tiger saw this woman, he immediately said, "Deacon Bai, these two are not enemies. The

man known as Deacon White turned around, and an angular but extremely skinny cheek appeared in front of the two men.

She had short hair, her right shoulder was exposed, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a white cloth, and her upper body was casually draped with a piece of fur, she was wearing sandals made of straw, and her toes were slender and white, making Meng Qing want to shout about the heavenly things, as if this sandal Sansheng was fortunate to be matched like this.

Meng Qing quickly put away his thoughts, without him, this Deacon Bai was not showing kindness at this time!

Deacon Bai said lightly:

"I naturally know that if these two people are enemies, they will be wiped out by the flawless holy light the moment they try to get close to the young lord, this is the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and a spirit beast with a raw face is even counted, why do humans appear?"

The black-striped tiger recounted the previous situation, and finally followed:

"I was cultivating under the abyss before, and I didn't know what happened here, and I didn't hear the warnings from the surrounding clansmen."

Deacon Bai did not care about the second half of the sentence, but showed a look of interest, and she looked at Brother Chicken: "Si Chenlie God Lord? Interesting, you two come with me.

Before Meng Qing could react, he was carried by a breath of spiritual energy and flew into the distance.

As soon as his eyes closed, he was actually thrown into a prison full of white bones.

And the chicken brother on the side and the white deacon did not know where to go.

He was stunned and almost burst into foul language: "I lean, the visitors are guests, this is how they treat guests?!"

Xiao Tai made sure that there was no one around, so he said carefully:

"What you said is true, the visitor is indeed a guest, but that is for the spirit beast, if it weren't for Brother Chicken just now, you would have been chased and killed by that black-striped tiger for tens of thousands of zhang!"

Meng Qing was a little speechless: "Outrageous, this formation can really run, even if it runs to the territory of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, it even reaches the Holy Land!" "

He waited here for three days, during which time human warriors were often thrown in.

Obviously different from Meng Qing, these people either had broken arms or lost hands, or the cave sky was shattered.

When they saw that Meng Qing was not injured, these people shouted one after another: "Why are you not injured?

"What's wrong with you guys? How did they all suffer such serious injuries? Meng Qing asked rhetorically.

After a while, several people also told him what happened to him, and it turned out that they were all poachers.

There are countless rare spirit beasts and elixirs in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and if you can meet one, it will simply be an opportunity to change your life against the heavens for people from a humble origin who do not have any dependence!

"Dude, is there a pain elixir? It really hurts, these spirit beasts are really ruthless! One asked.

Meng Qing rummaged inside the mustard bracelet for a while and handed over a medicine king.

The warrior's eyes lit up, chewing carefully, carefully tasting the essence of this elixir.

"Why do you have to come?" Meng Qing was puzzled, this warrior is only the strength of the Holy Sacrifice Realm, in this place where the beast god is everywhere is undoubtedly looking for death, even if he really finds some elixir, I am afraid that he will not be able to keep it.

This warrior spat fiercely, mixed with blood, and then glared at Meng Qing fiercely, and did not continue.

Meng Qing was quite inexplicable, who did this provoke?

Late that night, this warrior's whole body was swollen, his aura was boiling, his soul was gradually dissipating, his consciousness was blurred, and he began to speak intermittently, Meng Qing gradually pieced together the background of this person:

no talent and no strength, nearly forty years old to marry a wife, finally had a big fat boy, in order to accumulate more cultivation resources for him, and worried that their mother and son would be bullied at home, so he didn't go out, thinking about it, only this can quickly accumulate resources, lick blood at the knife edge for many years, The good villain boy fought for anger and entered a big sect to practice, no matter what, the future is always better than him, just sorry for his wife....

Meng Qing turned around, not wanting to see this person die tragically.

Also, if everyone can choose the life they want to live, who wants to lick blood at the knife's edge all day?

At noon the next day, Deacon Bai finally came over, Brother Chicken was obviously fat several times, and the moment he saw Meng Qing, he pounced, and at that moment, he seemed to be pressed to the ground by a big fat man of hundreds of pounds and rubbed!

Brother Chicken howled dryly: "Little brother, you are suffering here!" You don't know, these days I want to think about tea and don't want to eat, this is not over there after the dot is finished I will come to you! Elbow, go out with me, I'll take you to eat fragrant and drink spicy!

The corner of Meng Qing's mouth twitched, and his face sank:

"I think that your life in the past few days is not moist."

Brother Chicken raised his finger, the yellow hair was particularly dazzling, and the oil shiny: "I swear by the personality of Xiaotai, absolutely nothing!" In

the cave, the little lady who was trying to watch the excitement almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood: "Nima! Deacon

Bai on the side was quite speechless, the appearance of Brother Chicken made several old monsters of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain extremely happy, and after identifying him as a purebred Sichen Lie God Lord, he discussed the matter of reproduction, in order to adjust the state of Brother Chicken to the peak, it is not an exaggeration to say that Ten Thousand Beast Mountain holds it for offering these days.

As for Meng Qing... If it weren't for Deacon Bai's reminder, it is estimated that Brother Chicken would not be able to remember 'temporarily'...

The two walked out.

It was an extremely luxurious building, in which all kinds of enchantingly dressed spirit beasts stretched out their legs and chests, making people see nosebleeds.

Meng Qing was dumbfounded, what kind of operation is this.

Brother Chicken said arrogantly: "Did you see it?" I can choose these! How about you come too?

Meng Qing looked at Brother Chicken and asked rhetorically, "Did you forget why we came back?" Brother

Chicken waved his hand: "Naturally, I haven't forgotten, but these are my family, how can I give up my family!"

Deacon Bai was slightly distracted on the side, looking at the two people with a strange gaze.

In the end, Meng Qing was placed in a slightly cold room.

Before he could sit down, Deacon White walked over.

Meng Qing asked lightly, "How can I help you?" "

Open it and take a look?" Deacon White handed him a mustard bracelet, and on the other side was a notice.

The notice proudly wrote the news that the Supreme Academy would open, and the time written on the top was a year later.

That is to say, some time ago, he went to a foreign land, and the speed of time passing between the two is completely consistent.

Open the mustard bracelet again, there are huge resources in it, and there are more than five hundred demigod medicines alone!

These resources were enough for him to easily break into the True God Realm!

"What do you mean? There is no one else here, we might as well open the skylight and say bright words. Meng Qing asked lightly.

"The high-level of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain hopes that you can break the contract relationship with Si Chenlie God Lord, of course, it is up to you to propose." Deacon Bai said softly.