Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

The young man known as Jiang Lou shook his head slightly: "It's not okay to talk about grievances, but I just think that you have such a humiliating name as a genius, and a group of prestigious people have to join forces to deal with a true god, it's really incredible."

Most of the other young people also heard the meaning of these words and immediately laughed.

Tian Qingyu also said: "It's better to slow down this matter, if it's true that this kid is a true soul as you said, then it is a little difficult to deal with, which is not good for you to seize the final inheritance." There

were also people who knew him well in persuasion.

The Naga powerhouse came forward to persuade: "Anyway, before this final treasure is released, please value peace."

Yun Su put a cruel sentence: "Don't entangle with you now, don't be ignorant of evil!"

Meng Qing's face sank: "If you are still dignified and unscrupulous, incompetent rats, you don't even dare to fight me head-on, get out of the Yun Clan as soon as possible, I will disgrace you." This

caused many strong people to frown, they all came from some big forces or strong races.

If they really had to decide on a preference, it would probably be Yun Su, after all, behind him was the Yun Clan.

As the strong people of the big family, they will inevitably have a little empathy.

"It's a little interesting, strength aside, it's the first time I've seen such an interesting scattered cultivation, and it's easy to get angry." The man from Yang Men also spoke.

Zhao Ying smiled lightly:

"The truth doesn't make sense, some people are like this, and they don't know what tears are when they don't see the coffin."

Meng Qing stepped forward two steps, he injected spiritual energy into the halberd, and the coercive pressure overflowed outward, and the points of light rose and fell, shocking people's hearts.

The many strong geniuses surrounding the front frowned one after another, and Tian Qingyu even scolded in a low voice:

"You want to be enemies with all of us?"

"Don't button the hat so big, just now someone said that I don't see the coffin and don't shed tears, I just want to know what kind of experience it is." Meng Qing said very casually.

Zhao Ying took a step forward and said softly: "Forget it, I wanted to give you a chance to see this ultimate treasure, but if you don't cherish the opportunity to die in a hurry, then I can't blame me."

Meng Qing stepped out in one step and reached dozens of zhang away.

It was a flat piece of land, empty all around, some distance from the sculpture, and there were a few geniuses guarding there, even if they were fighting, they didn't have to worry about the aftermath destroying it.

Zhao Ying also arrived, she slowly floated down from above, and the moment she landed, the surrounding space rippled layer by layer, like a shocking wave crashing on the shore, and there was a frightening sense of oppression.

Meng Qing opened his eyes, and all around him were already intertwined with sword shadows, like a large net, enveloping the space where they were.

But even in the face of the current situation, he was still fearless: "Are you afraid of me?" When he came up, he couldn't wait to set up sword shadows all around.

Zhao Ying didn't speak, but instead stood on the side and watched the lively genius first:

"This kid is a bit of an evil sect, is he really the ultimate true god?" Can you see through the half-step too empty means, some real martial arts can't do it, right?

"With the divine soul alone, he can't get to this point, this person is not simple, and he looks at it."

Meng Qing moved, he waved his halberd, and spiritual energy was injected into it.

Zhao Ying gently raised his hand and suddenly clenched his fist.

Rumble!

The surrounding space rippled continuously, and thousands of sword shadows suspended around slammed into unison, and that space was distorted, and the chaotic aura rushed around, covering everyone's sight.

Meng Qing, who was in the middle of the storm, suddenly urged the True Demon Overlord Body!

The halberd suddenly erupted with a strong light that made people unable to see directly, and with a bang, the tail of the halberd collided with the ground, and a whole depression in the area under his feet, replaced by a rise of earth and rock around him, displayed in a circle around him.

Meng Qing waved his halberd again, and a pitch-black arc of spiritual energy cut out, and the space was distorted everywhere he went, and there were sword shadows that struck, which could disintegrate one after another at the moment of contact with the spiritual qi, like clouds and mist dissipating in the air.

He was like a demon god whose whole body exuded monstrous demonic aura, holding the halberd and blasted out, stopping abruptly when he was less than a foot away from Zhao Ying, and the halberd slammed forward.

The ground below shook as a result, and large areas of the earth boundary cracked.

Zhao Ying's eyes were glowing, and the space in front of her was undergoing deformation, as if a whirlpool was constantly sucking up the surrounding space, making that space more condensed every minute.

The halberd seemed to be inserted into a piece of iron.

Meng Qing's eyes lit up: "Think I'll have nothing to do with you like this?" This spatial barrier can indeed protect you like a shrunken king, but what if I do? How are you going to hide?

His fists were clenched, and the Hundred Refinement Demon Breaking Power was completely urged.

A punch was blasted out, and the force carried above seemed to be able to collapse the mountain.

Knock knock!

Meng Qing punched one after another, punching at a point.

Although that force was not enough to shake the space in front of him, the strong forward transmission needed Zhao Ying to bear it.

After only a few punches, Zhao Ying's face turned pale with shock.

She wanted to get out of that space, but every time the aura move was not formed, it was scattered by the continuous force.

She can only be passively beaten.

The strength of Meng Qing's punches is constantly increasing, and even the speed of punches is soaring.

Zhao Ying's face became more and more pale, and later he even had to urge the aura to resist the invasion of that force.

Rumble!

A strong killing intent surged from the rear, and Meng Qing saw that it was Yunsu.

Meng Qing punched out again, and blood flowed out of the corner of Zhao Ying's mouth.

Then, he suddenly turned around and faced Yunsu.

"Come, since you want to help this woman out, then you will carry this punch!"

With this punch, he used all his strength, and a brilliant light erupted from his fist, and a qi and blood oven emerged, in which the spiritual energy was constantly blessed.

The many geniuses gathered around the sculpture were a little surprised when they saw this.

The three-eyed young man of the Yang clan said, "The true god has condensed the qi and blood oven? This is enough to be comparable to the disciples of the big family! The

strong man of the Gaha tribe answered: "This man is far beyond me, I see suffering in him, he rises from poverty, he relies on himself along the way, if I fight in the same realm as him, I am not his opponent, no matter what."

These words shocked all the geniuses around them.

The Jia tribe is very powerful, and in addition to being strong in cultivation, the strong people in the clan are somewhat involved in special meanings such as cause and effect and fate, and they believe that this is true.

But because of this, they were shocked, could it be that Meng Qing was so against the sky?

The young man of the Yang tribe opened his vertical pupils a little, glanced at Xiao Budian, and couldn't help but be startled, and then looked at Meng Qing, and couldn't help muttering:

"I know who he is."

Tian Huangchao asked the man, "Who is it?" Is there something big that can't be done?

"Not really, but he has also caused a storm in the Upper Realm, his name is Meng Qing, and that spirit beast is the innate holy beast of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain!" The young man of the Yang tribe pointed at Xiao Budao.

What the?!