Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

In the past two days, Meng Qing had always been cautious when advancing, he was afraid that there would be a large area of Xuanxian Death Force ahead.

Fortunately, the imaginary thing did not appear.

The land he walked on was unusually flat, and at a glance there was no edge, the sky was dim, and the ground was iron-colored, as if he was crossing a plain of steel.

Walking in the realm without any difference for three days in a row, Meng Qing even lost his way.

Sometimes he had to use his halberd to carve a mark on the ground to locate himself when his mind wandered.

His gaze swept up and down the halberd, he wanted to synthesize it into an artifact, but lacked the tip of the halberd.

Although Jiang Lou gave a lot of materials, none of them were suitable as halberd tips.

On the third day, he finally saw a towering shadow on the horizon.

He quickened his pace.

It was a stone forest made entirely of iron pouring, and from a distance, it really meant "different heights and lows near and far".

What shocked Meng Qing was that these things had existed for an unknown number of years, but some of the towering stones were still extremely sharp.

"What if I forge the tip of the halberd from the stone here?" Meng Qing said to herself.

"Master, you can try it and see if you can break a stone with all your strength." Xiaotai said seriously.

Meng Qing tried to do it, but found that the stones were far harder than he thought.

He pinched a piece, and even if he cast a hundred refining demonic power and a true demon overlord body at the same time, he couldn't make it bend even a little.

"Forget it, it's so difficult, it definitely doesn't hurt to fight people." Meng Qing pouted and gave up.

Brother Chicken mercilessly mocked in the cave: "Haha, what is it called not being able to eat grapes and saying grape sour?" Here is an example! The

corner of Meng Qing's mouth twitched, he really wanted to use the strength of breaking that iron stone on Brother Hammer Chicken, but after thinking about it, the latter had thick skin and did not have a long memory, it was just a waste of effort.

He bypassed the stone and was about to enter the stone forest, but the stone suddenly changed.

A Xuanxian death force suddenly emanated, silently spreading to a radius of tens of zhang.

Meng Qing almost reflexively dodged.

He jumped, Feihong spread his wings, and while dodging away, a stone rod almost moved sideways against his back.

Boom!

As soon as the stone rod fell into the air, the sound caused when it hit the ground even made the entire ground tremble slightly.

"What kind of power is this?!" Meng Qing's scalp was numb, if he was hit just now, it was not to say that it was a mild fracture.

The stone he had broken disappeared, replaced by a stone man holding a stone rod.

It seems to give birth to thoughts, and it is slurring a few words.

"It is the guardian of this edge, and its duty is not to let you in." The queen ant also said.

Xiao Tai added: "It has no spiritual intelligence, and under the influence of the Xuan Nether Death Force, the remnant souls of this space merge with each other, forming this puppet that only has a fighting instinct. As

he spoke, the stone man killed again, its right hand was a stone rod, and with a wave forward, there was even a sonic boom in the air, pointing directly at Meng Qing's head.

He jumped, the halberd was released, and the Origin Qi was injected, piercing the neck of the stone man.

Bite!

A crisp sound came out, and there were sparks splashing there, but under that sharp and terrifying force, the stone man didn't even take a step back.

The stone rod swung again, and Meng Qing retreated, resisting with a halberd.

The halberd rod collided, and his right hand even lost consciousness, and the tiger's mouth was even split!

The halberd was freed, and the stone man swooped forward, as if a god would descend from the sky.

Meng Qing took out his fist sleeve, and the True Demon Overlord Body and the Hundred Refining Demon Breaking Power were cast at the same time.

"True Demon Town Heavenly Fist!"

The queen ant emerged, the two auras were intertwined, and a punch blasted out, and the pitch-black aura bombarded forward, as if there was a dragon roaring.

But when that fist bombarded the stone man's body, it didn't even set off the slightest wave, and it didn't even make it tremble!

The stone rod swept over, Meng Qing resisted hard with his fist, but he was swept out more than a dozen zhang!

The soles of his feet stomped violently, bringing out a long mark on the ground, and faintly there were even Martian seeds splashing there!

His hands were numb, and Rao was still numb because the fists had fisted off most of the damage for him, or his fists were numb.

The stone man held the stone rod and opened and closed widely, and its speed was extremely fast, leaving Meng Qing in a very passive state.

"No, I have to be close to have a chance." Meng Qing said to himself, now he is like facing a meat grinder, and he will be injured if he is not careful.

The aura on his hand changed, and imprints quickly formed in front of him.

He leaned forward, the stone man smashed the stone rod again, and Meng Qing circled behind it, tapping it with his finger carrying the imprint.

The stone man's body suddenly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and a stick smashed down, forcing him back, and at the same time, he dived and kept approaching forward, not giving Meng Qing another chance to get close.

"Qi and blood oven, now!" Meng Qing roared low, and a dark gray oven emerged, which pushed his qi and blood upwards again, all the way to a new level.

At the same time, there seemed to be red flames circulating on the fist sleeve, and the two points of light increased each other, making Meng Qing's aura comparable to the extreme that could be achieved by half a step too empty.

The stone rod fell again, this time, Meng Qing caught it with his bare hands, and the bombardment that had made both hands almost lose consciousness was not there.

He bombarded the stone man with his fists, and even if he exerted all his strength, he could not help the stone man.

The latter's body suddenly glowed, it was that Xuanxian Death Force!

Meng Qing wrapped his whole body with the Qi of Origin, and constantly punched various marks condensed from his right hand into the stone man's body.

After a hundred moves, Meng Qing retreated more than a dozen zhang away with the help of a stick swung by the stone man.

Looking at the rushing stone man, he suddenly had some expectations.

"Devouring Spirit Against Blood!"

Meng Qing typed out a set of seals and pointed at the stone man from a distance.

The stone man's forward movement was stopped, his body seemed to be pulled out one after another of the scars, and various strange runes emerged from it, connecting with each other, and when a light appeared, it was like a vortex that was spinning wildly.

The Xuanxian Death Force that overflowed on the surface of the stone body was swallowed by the vortex, not only that, but the stone man itself seemed to be fading, and the color dimmed too much in an instant.

A formation appeared in Meng Qing's palm, and a Xuanxian death force appeared out of thin air, and at the same time, his right hand changed rapidly, becoming Xuan Iron color, weighing a thousand pounds!

This is naturally the credit of that technique.

This is Xiao Qiang's secret technique, although the latter did not enter here, Meng Qing can perform it as a host, which is nothing more than the relationship between strength and weakness.

He harnessed the two forces that shrouded his right hand at the same time to bombard forward, and the stone man that was originally hard as iron was as fragile as enamel, shattering when touched!

Looking at the debris scattered all over the place, feeling the loss of power on the fist, Meng Qing couldn't help but be surprised:

"Is this move so perverted? If I use it with all my strength, will I have the capital to fight against the too weak?

Xiao Tai ruthlessly poked through: "Go to your sweet dream, your mark is so obvious, don't say it's too empty, people who are not blind can see it, right?" I'm afraid that your imprint has not yet been released, and the corpse is cold.

Meng Qing pouted, if it doesn't work, it can't be done, what to do with such a difficult speech.

He crouched down to pick up a stone fragment, but when he was about to put it away, he couldn't help but be startled.