Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

Meng Qing looked at the woman who rushed towards him, like a madman, and asked puzzled:

"So desperate for such a little time?" So if I kill you, you won't hate me outside for the rest of your life? With

a wave of the woman's sleeve robe, several rapidly rotating gold threads emerged.

"Hundred Soul Snail!"

Meng Qing saw that the moment this divine soul martial art was unleashed, the woman's time was one hour less!

Rumble!

Several threads slammed forward, and a few even turned into beast forms halfway through, roaring and rushing.

Meng Qing's face was strange: "This martial art actually takes an hour?" It's fake, it looks weak.

As soon as these words came out, the woman was even more furious.

Even many onlookers around frowned, these words... It's a bit insulting.

Those few threads slammed, and the surrounding area seemed to be closed, leaving only a shrinking space for Meng Qing, and it was as if there was a huge stone crushing downwards inside.

In the face of such an offensive, Meng Qing only raised his hand slightly.

Rumble!

He grabbed the threads, and with a slight force of his fingers, the threads disintegrated and dissipated in the air.

Meng Qing was a little disappointed: "Ah, why can't these martial arts be transformed into time?" He

looked like he had suffered a big loss, and stomped his foot in annoyance.

The people around were a little speechless, this one is really, get cheap and sell well!

But this directly ignited the woman's emotions, and she exploded!

But Meng Qing was faster than her!

One step out, the six-pulse soul sword is cast.

With a wave of the woman's sleeve robe, the soul swords disintegrated one after another.

"That's it? You don't have any other tricks? The woman looked indifferent, and her eyes were full of contempt and disdain when she looked ahead.

But she lost Meng Qing's figure in her field of vision.

"I'm actually surprised, how did someone like you, who has no strength, no combat skills and experience, enter the True Soul?"

A calm voice sounded behind her, and just as she was about to turn around, a hand pierced her chest.

The time above her head was rapidly decreasing, while Meng Qing's time was increasing rapidly.

"This can't be... I am clearly a true soul... How can you..." The woman's eyes were full of horror, looking at the time that was almost decreasing day by day, there was both fear and incomprehension in her eyes.

Soon, the woman had only three days left.

There was a commotion all around, and several youths got up at the same time and shouted lowly: "Let her go!"

Meng Qing pulled out his hand, held the woman's neck, and asked lightly: "Originally, I still didn't understand a little, but seeing you, I seem to know, I think this woman can reach the true soul, you licking dogs are indispensable, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of those young people suddenly turned cold.

"Let go of this person as soon as possible, we can expose this matter!" One of the youths said.

Meng Qing's face was strange, and he threw away the dim female light and shadow on his hand, and said gently:

"Okay, well, unveiled, I want to see how you plan to unveil it."

The light and shadow of the woman who was thrown out was caught by the young people at the same time, and the posture seemed to be afraid of falling and touching.

Several people hurriedly divided their time to the woman, helping her quickly regain her time to thirty days.

The woman's face was very ugly, and she yelled at the youths:

"Useless things! Seeing me being bullied, you don't go on either? Or a man? Just say you want to protect me? Protect you ****! Several

young people lowered their heads one after another, holding their breath intently, and did not even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

Meng Qing suddenly looked up, and he said,

"I changed my mind, even if this time is given to you, it is a waste, it is better to play the maximum value."

He stepped out and grabbed the woman's neck.

It's hard to imagine that both of them are true souls, but the gap in strength is so big! The woman was suppressed without any resistance!

Meng Qing's wrist was forced, and the woman was directly killed by Zhen, and even the figure disintegrated into nothing.

His time increased again.

The youths looked at the empty field in front of them and were stunned for a moment.

"Have you never seen a woman? Or do you naturally like to be dogs for women? Meng Qing asked.

Those young people, all of whom were true souls, roared low when they heard this: "You are not allowed to insult her!"

Meng Qing sighed: "Hey, this is terminally ill, there is no salvation, it's okay, send you out to calm down." He

struck again, although these youths were all true souls, they were far inferior to Meng Qing in terms of combat skills and soul power, and it hardly took long to be suppressed!

Meng Qing sent several people out, and looking at the three months above his head, he smiled.

Now he is also a small rich man.

The true souls around him looked at him one after another, as if it were a lamb staring at a herd of hungry beasts.

Meng Qing was not afraid of this, but he was full of trembling intent and asked,

"Do you want to fight me too?" If you want it early, maybe I can leave you a little time now, and when the time is late, I will send you out directly." "

Most of the people will withdraw their gaze, firstly, they are of similar level, not necessarily stronger than those few people, and even if they win, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be knocked on the black stick.

In Phantom Island, most people are nodding friends, and there are many cases of fighting or even turning against each other for a little time.

No one answered.

Meng Qing shouted bored again and again, he walked through the crowd, and the people around him saluted him.

He went under the tall peak.

According to previous guesses, this should be the best one outside of the ranked mountain.

The lot between the foot of the mountain and the halfway up the mountain was filled with small platforms, and at this time, there were figures sitting on it and cultivating.

Not only that, but at the foot of the mountain, there were three circles and three circles outside, and these were all people who had saved enough time to plan to go up and practice.

Meng Qing glanced at it, but found that those people's time was not less than three months!

"Doesn't it mean that the cultivation time here is not doubled? How do you want to go up for an average of three months? He said to himself.

"This is not for you to cultivate for nothing, entering it will definitely give some benefits to the owner of this mountain." There is a humane.

Meng Qing asked, "Then the master of this mountain must have a lot of cultivation time, and everyone pays so much time."

"That's not it, the powerhouses of that level, in fact, the cultivation time does not mean much, they prefer the Divine Soul Martial Arts!" Of course, this phantom island also sells powerful Divine Soul martial arts and horcruxes, but it takes a lot of time. "Someone answered.

Meng Qing was quite moved.

An old fritters next to him saw his thoughts, and smiled at the moment: "How, do you want to try it, little brother?" If you take this mountain, we can give you extra time! "

Others were in a row.

Meng Qing said modestly: "Don't want it, the people who can occupy the mountain peak here don't have simple roles, they are all powerful."

"Try it! Just now I saw that your performance is also very outstanding, don't be presumptuous! Several people began to join forces to hold him.

Meng Qing looked embarrassed, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "

Okay then!"