Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

"Then who knows? But I can't think of any other explanation, can you think of it? An assassin asked.

Everyone shook their heads.

Meng Qing was a little speechless, was he also so gossipy in the barracks?

The two submitted the task, and the person in charge of registration was a little surprised when he saw the Ten Thousand Poison God:

"You beat him like this?"

Luo Qing said bluntly: "It's the thunder team of the storming team." "

Oh? Team Ray shot? Then why did you bring him back? The group of cubs in the fortification team have this kindness? The man asked, looking at the two with a slight scrutiny.

Luo Qing roughly repeated the situation, and finally added:

"This is probably the case, if you don't believe it, you can ask the Lei team for verification, we can wait."

The man shook his head: "I believe you, this person's eyebrows have traces of true spirit collapse, then it is regarded as a beginner into true martial arts, but because it is a half-waste state, it can only be converted into three hundred demigod medicines, come, this is yours."

Luo Qing took the two mustard bracelets and handed one of them to Meng Qing.

In the distance, the big man who was napping in front of the roster got up and stretched his waist slightly: "I have to record it again, yo, these two little guys have been gaining momentum recently!" "

The two of them came out of here back and forth.

Meng Qing walked towards the residence, they had just handed over the task, so there was a day to rest.

He divided the resources to Wang Meng and the others, and seeing that Wu Shen was not there, he asked casually.

"As soon as he came back, he went straight to the military order office, and it seems that he is still not convinced!" Wang Meng said inexplicably.

"If you are not satisfied, you can apply to the Military Order Department to intervene, we are not afraid!" Li Hou was quite speechless.

Meng Qing coughed: "Unity in the barracks is the first, don't talk about brothers behind your back, you will pick him up later, and then transfer the resources he deserves to him."

The two nodded.

Then, when he returned to his residence, he took off his silver armor, and the scene of the battle between the White Thunder Team and the others was still vividly remembered in his mind.

At that time, the Ten Thousand Poison God sacrificed most of his spiritual energy and body to the poison and curse mysteries, which were intertwined and isolated him from the space where everyone was.

But the thunder team punched out, unexpectedly shattered that space, and even pulled out the Ten Thousand Poison God and kept himself unscathed, which caused a great shock to Meng Qing.

"Is this the gap between the True Martial Realm and the Half-Supreme?" Meng Qing whispered.

It was also then that he discovered that the gap between Zhenwu and Zhenwu was still huge!

He asked Xiao Zhen: "If you fight Team Ray, who will win?"

Xiao Zhen pondered for a moment, and then said firmly: "Now a battle, he wins, a month later, a battle, I win!"

Meng Qing was surprised: "Is this so?"

Xiao Zhen patiently explained, claiming that it was receiving the inheritance memory, and what it had shown before was only the coercion naturally carried by this realm, and once the inheritance memory was completely accepted, he would get the martial arts of his clan like a chicken brother, and his combat effectiveness would soar!

Meng Qing glanced at the cave, but found that Brother Chicken was bathed in golden flames, and a golden ball of light like a small sun was suspended above, releasing hot and terrifying heat every moment.

All this heat is poured into the chicken brother's body.

He noticed that these energies were mixed with dazzling runes, and he tried to look at them, but after a moment, he felt that his eyes were tingling and unbearable!

This is exactly the strength of the Si Chen Lie God Clan, even if he puts the martial arts of his own clan in front of him, he can't practice!

He withdrew from it.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, the top of his head touched as soon as his waist straightened.

Meng Qing sighed, took out some demigod medicine, and began refining and cultivating.

Not long after, this small room was filled with a rich medicinal fragrance, and a layer of light curtain gradually condensed around Meng Qing.

This was caused by the cultivator absorbing the elixir too quickly, and a little aura in the demigod medicine naturally surrounded the periphery.

In less than a hundred breaths, a fresh demigod plant turned into flying ash.

Meng Qing's speed kept stopping, and the demigod medicine that was originally piled on the side was also consuming at a terrifying speed, but on the contrary, the spiritual energy in his body rose at a touching speed.

In the cave day, Xiao Zhen caught a glimpse of this scene, closed his mouth in surprise, and muttered:

"Although I know that the master's spiritual energy is strong, I didn't expect it to be so strong!" No wonder my master's aura hasn't changed much when I signed the contract with him.

Xiao Tai smiled bitterly and said: "The master is like this, no matter what can be said by ordinary theory, but you don't have to be presumptuous, and another point, if the master's divine soul cultivation can take another step, it may be able to directly enter the true god perfection."

Xiao Zhen perceived, and muttered: "The master is now a complete divine soul realm, and then there is a true soul, this realm requires cultivators to condense the divine soul into an entity, and the resources needed to get to this step are unimaginable, and the master's divine soul is also stronger than ordinary people, and the resources needed will only be much more!"

Xiaowen also walked out of his cave and smiled when he heard this:

"This is also the reason why we came to this riotous place."

Xiao Zhen was puzzled: "The land of riots? It doesn't sound like a good place.

Xiao Tai also smiled: "Your inheritance memory is also from ancient times, have you ever heard of the Beast Throne?"

"This is nature, even the current beast race should remember it, right?" Each of the spirit beasts that can come out of the throne of ten thousand beasts alive is the strongest one, and it is rumored that it is the place where the strong of the beast race preach... But is there any connection between the two? Xiao Zhen was curious.

"Naturally, the land of riot can also be understood as the place where human warriors preach, of course, this is the place where you can get everything you need if you are strong enough! The purpose of our trip is to help the owner become as strong as possible! Xiaowen said solemnly.

Xiao Zhen's body shook wildly, and he nodded after only a moment: "In that case, then I will also help the master!" "

......

Early the next morning, at the moment when the sun rose, Meng Qing, who was sitting on the bed, opened her eyes on time.

He got up, quickly put on the silver armor, the elixir ashes of the ground moved with the wind, and when they fell to the ground, a stream of light appeared, the ashes disappeared, and the ground was still as clean as new.

He walked outside the camp gate, a quarter of an hour before the start of the patrol.

At this time, it was early, but the military alliance was already lively, and the patrol and training teams were constantly coming and going, although they were slaughtering, they also gave people a sense of vigor.

He turned his gaze, but he couldn't help but be startled when he saw a figure wearing silver armor.

This feeling can't be wrong, it was Xue Zhao, who had asked him to give the seeds of the Heavenly Evil Vine to Luo Qing in the first place!

Although his figure, appearance, and even his soul have changed, his breath is very similar, especially after opening his pupils to confirm, he is more and more sure of his guess.

Meng Qing stepped forward and followed.

The figure was unhurried, it was early in the morning, and most of the barracks warriors went to either the mission office or the canteen, but the former went straight to a deserted but strict formation.

It was a series of gray buildings.

The figure turned one after another, turning into a building at the end of an alley.

Meng Qing stepped forward, but when he turned around, he saw two black-armored warriors wearing silver epaulets walking in front of him!

One of them held the palm of the weapon slightly hard, frowned and asked,

"Why are you here?"