Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

Dongjun was stunned.

Xu Chen and the others, who were watching the excitement on the side, were also stunned.

Along with the stunned were the Snow Clan boy and the compass girl.

Suddenly, they all thought about why Fang Cai Meng Qing looked so strange when Dongjun took out this stick, and even took the initiative to take two steps back when he made a move!

Because he already knew what this thing was used for, but he just didn't say it!

A moment later, the girls first patted their chests and began to gag.

And Dongjun's face turned green, and he couldn't wait to throw this stick far away.

As if a medical miracle had occurred, he sat up directly, lying on the ground and vomiting!

It was like a chain reaction, and the place was drowned out by a gagging sound, and the scene was once very beautiful.

Without him, it's too much to be human.

After a quarter of an hour, the place was small.

It's just that when these young girls saw Meng Qing, who looked calm and even the corners of their mouths rose slightly, there was some resentment under their eyes.

Capture the bamboo shoots!

Meng Qing also planted a mark on Dongjun, wrapped his palm with spiritual energy, stuffed the stick that had been thrown far away into the latter's hand, and solemnly said:

"Put it away, this is your only chance, no one can take it away!"

Dongjun looked at the young girls who were dodging around, and they were almost crying!

Then, Meng Qing opened the boulder and teleported everyone out.

Outside, many disciples were shuttling at a rapid pace, some people were in a hurry, as if they were anxiously looking for something, and some people's eyes showed a fierce light, examining the figures around them, as if they were hunting.

But no matter what, they all have one thing in common, that is, they have not been recognized by the secret realm!

As time passed, the trip to the secret realm was nearing its end, and there was not much time left for them.

Not every trial disciple comes from a large family, some people come from grassroots roots and have poor talents, these people are extremely easy to be eliminated.

In the past, the more you got to the back, the more chaotic the whole secret realm became.

A long time ago, more than a dozen disciples joined forces to kill a Heavenly Pride son, and as a result, they were all recognized by the secret realm, thus opening a precedent!

It can be said that everyone present now may become prey at any time!

Meng Qing couldn't help but worry about Xuan Yi and the others.

Since the separation, he has not heard from many people, who have not arrived here, and do not know how it is now.

Zi Ling seemed to have sensed something, slowly stepped forward, and said softly:

"In the end, those recognized disciples have two choices, the first is to stay together like us, so that no one dares to come and ask for trouble, and the second is to find a place to hide, this secret realm is far bigger than you see, and even these people in the field now are not all the elite of this freshman disciple."

Meng Qing nodded slightly, and his heart was slightly relieved.

The crowd leaned under the boulder and did not leave.

Now in the final period, they have been recognized that there is no need to take risks, and although they are different from each other, it is always safest to stay together.

Even if Xi Lang and the others did not want to admit it, although Meng Qing detained them, in a sense, he also protected their safety in disguise.

Meng Qing waited here for a day, during which powerful scattered cultivators were always waiting around, staring at this place like a hunter.

No one made a move, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

He didn't want to wait any longer and took the initiative to walk out.

Someone dissuaded: "Maybe they just hid?"

Meng Qing slowly shook his head: "I'd better go and find it myself, they may not be so safe." Xi

Lang and the others secretly rejoiced, once the secret realm of Meng Qing's departure period ended, they would be able to go out and get the protection of the elders, and then they would move the elders to make a move, then Meng Qing would definitely die without a place to be buried!"

But in the next second, Meng Qing turned around:

"I know what you guys are thinking, just rush out to ask the parents and elders for help when the secret realm opens, right?" I will not stop you, but I advise you not to easily touch the golden blood poison, let your family pay the ransom, this is good for everyone, if you want to make a fool all day, maybe you will lose your wife and break the army.

After saying this, he rushed out.

He stepped out in one step, and the speed was very fast, and he deliberately increased his speed, wanting to find Xuanyi and them quickly.

Rumble!

It seemed that they sensed that Meng Qing walked out of there, and nearly a hundred people appeared in the surrounding fields at an extremely fast speed, each exerting their spiritual energy, taming beasts rampantly, and they wanted to strike at Meng Qing!

Without him, Meng Qing's strength is very high now, and he is a disciple of the Golden Elder, if they can kill him, maybe they can all be recognized by the secret realm!

A rope emerged, and then a large net flew forward, wanting to bind his body!

Some people even shouted lowly:

"Bind your hands and grab it, if you don't take the initiative to come out, we really can't help you, but now it's all your own!"

In the next second, Meng Qing seemed to be transformed into a streamer, and Sheng Sheng knocked the rope out of a hole.

Instead of slowing down, his speed continued to increase!

The few people closest to him furiously made a frenzy, wanting to kill him directly.

But in the next second, Meng Qing had already rushed to the front, and his body directly crashed over.

After being watered by the blood of the demon king ant, his body was comparable to steel, swooping forward, as if holding mountains and seas, with unimaginable power.

The one closest to him threw out his fist, but it was like hitting a piece of fine iron moving at high speed, his palm bent, then his arm, then his shoulder and even his chest.

His whole person was swept underneath, and Meng Qing stepped on it, causing him to break an unknown number of bones.

This was followed by the second and third person.

Their beasts couldn't stop Meng Qing, like paper paste.

Meng Qing's palm was back, and the soul power was accurately locked onto their Qiankun bags, bringing them all over while passing by.

Looking at it from a distance, it seems that there is a white meteor cutting through the sky, and blood is shooting, which is a little more beautiful.

The people who came out to stop him were almost completely destroyed!

When the onlookers who were still watching under the boulder came to their senses, Meng Qing's figure had disappeared on the horizon, but the shock that Fang Cai's scene had on them was indeed full.

Xi Lang looked at the disciples who were wailing on the ground, and suddenly his scalp felt a little numb.

In this way, Meng Qing still left his hand with them at the beginning!

And Fang Eucalyptus is even more so.

A solemnity appeared in the eyes of the young man of the Snow Clan, if he had to have a big battle with one of these people, the last thing he wanted was Meng Qing!

A day later, Meng Qing ran from the west of this secret realm to the east.

During this period, he made several moves to suppress those unknown disciples.

But he did not find Xuan Shu and the others.

He headed south, intending to go to the southeast to see.

But before he could go far, the secret realm suddenly roared, and on the peaks of several nearby mountains, several portals suddenly appeared!

The portal exudes a soft sheen, and there are constant ripples in it, similar to the scene on the stone platform.

At the same time, a burst of repulsive force suddenly came from this heaven and earth, pushing him towards those portals.

Meng Qing knew that this secret realm was coming to an end!