Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

The man continued to drink to himself, and Meng Qing was not good to say anything else, and after a while of tinkering, he calmed down and cultivated.

When he sank his heart, he unexpectedly found that cultivating here was comparable to devouring a demigod medicine in the outside world.

He seemed to have entered the state of five hearts, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a huge amount of spiritual energy surged in.

Half an hour later, he was woken up by an unusual noise in the cave sky.

It was the first day.

A light and shadow flew out of it, and when he saw the man, he immediately danced, and Meng Qing looked at it for a long time before he understood what this little creature was gesturing.

The man was surprised: "How can this little thing be here for you?" Where did you find it? Meng

Qing roughly said the experience of gambling a stone in the Nether and then opening a little creature in a stone.

"Nether? Gambling stones? Hehe, there really is her, no wonder, we searched for a long time at that time and did not find it, did we use this method? The man said calmly, his eyes showing reminiscence, as if this was a dusty past.

Facing the little creature's gesture, the man just shook his head slightly.

The little creature's big eyes instantly filled with tears, and it fell on the tea table, and even its constantly fluttering wings dimmed down.

The man put down the teacup and pointed at the little creature, who looked at him with teary eyes.

The man touched each other with the little fingers of both hands, then put his index fingers on both hands into a human figure, and finally clenched his right hand and gently pushed outward.

The little creature wiped away his tears and went back to the cave without saying a word.

Brother Chicken was puzzled: "Master, what does that gesture mean?"

Xiao Tai said calmly: "You can understand that you want to help take revenge."

Meng Qing also asked: "Senior, after so many years, do the enemies of the past still exist?" The

man shook his head slightly: "I don't know, after all, I am just a wisp of obsession in the past, but..."

He paused, and then continued: "That opponent at that time, if he fell into a state of slumber, he may not be able to live until now.

Meng Qing nodded, he took these words to heart, in fact, this was not a personal grudge of the little creature, if the future catastrophe involving heaven and earth came again, he would definitely not be able to stand alone.

Still have to get stronger!

After nearly three days of cultivation here, the man has been pouring himself and drinking, as if the tea carrying is not a pot, but a bottomless pit.

Brother Chicken complained in the cave: "This strong man's bladder is really good, isn't he afraid of a bladder explosion after holding it for so long?" The

little lady on the side quickly gagged him.

After another three days, Meng Qing finally couldn't help but ask, "Senior, when can I leave from here?" I still have to participate in the assessment of the Supreme Academy, and if I go late, I may delay the report. He

tried to hold the wording as hard as he could.

At a certain moment, the man suddenly said, "He's coming."

He put down the teacup and stood up suddenly, although it was still a white robe, but at this time it exuded a colorful streamer, like a war armor.

A crack appeared in the sky far ahead, and a pair of cold and emotionless eyes emerged from it, like two blood-red lanterns lit up in the dark, which people will never forget at a glance.

It was a black mist, and the eyes were blood-red and tyrannical, and they stared at Meng Qing from the moment they appeared, which made the latter break out in a cold sweat.

"You can't keep him!" The black mist roared lowly.

The man was silent, only taking a step forward gently, but to Meng Qing, it was like stepping over tens of thousands of zhang.

He stopped straight in front of the black mist, raised his hand and smashed out a punch!

There were colorful rays of light circulating, and his fists became brilliant colorful colors, and with one punch, even the heaven and earth collapsed!

The black mist contracted, and a pitch-black halberd emerged, even though it was tens of thousands of zhang apart, Meng Qing felt that his life was hanging by a thread.

The man's fist fell, the halberd shattered, and continued to move forward, striking forward on the black mist, bombarding that space into collapse!

It's terrifying.

The black mist blood eyes twisted madly, and it roared lowly: "This is impossible, you are just a wisp of remnant soul, why do you still have such combat power?"

The man punched again and roared happily: "Do you think, why do you think that in this endless sun and moon, I continue to introduce three thousand mysteries into my body?" Today, I will slash your complete body with a wisp of remnant soul! The

two figures clashed at a great distance.

Even after tens of thousands of zhang, Meng Qing was shocked to see such a fight.

The firmament was pierced, this was done by that black mist, he barely gained the upper hand at first, but then he was suppressed by the three thousand mysteries and the man's fist, and it wanted to run!

But how could a man give him a chance?

He looked at Meng Qing a little in the air: "Halberd come!"

Meng Qing nodded his eyebrows, and the trident flew out, like a giant god pulling a longbow and shooting an arrow to kill the sun!

The halberd fell, piercing through the black mist body.

"Why does this thing still exist?" The black mist roared, it went crazy, trying to break out of its bondage.

The man pulled out the halberd, and the spiritual energy mixed with three thousand mysteries was injected into the trident, and a brilliant light that made people unable to see directly burst out.

The man's whole body emitted streamers, like the Gaidai God of War, and he pierced through the black fog in just one stroke.

The black mist was defeated, it was suppressed unconditionally in all directions, and finally dissipated in that space.

The man stepped back, waved his sleeve robe, and a large area of space was annihilated, and chaos fell into the place.

He stepped out and arrived in front of Meng Qing to return the trident to him.

"I forget how long it has been since I fought as heartily as Fang Cai."

Meng Qing took the halberd, and was about to say something when he found that the man's figure was gradually blurring.

"Senior, you..."

the man interrupted him: "I know my situation best, and this wisp of my soul will eventually dissipate.

Meng Qing was silent, he didn't think that this man's wisp of remnant soul was constantly absorbing three thousand mysteries here to protect him.

"Senior, why did that black mist deal with me? Is there something in me? He asked.

The man said: "I forgot to tell you, because of those four ancestral runes, which were the innate runes that first appeared in the world, and then other innate runes, other accompanying runes, are all branches and reorganizations of these four runes, they have a vague consciousness, but now your cultivation is still low and you can't touch them."

Meng Qing was shocked, there was such a thing?

"In addition, Fang Cai's thing is called Nothingness, you have to be more careful in the future, even if tens of millions of years have passed, Nothingness will not be driven out and killed..."

Before the man finished speaking, his body blurred to the point that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

As if realizing something, he grabbed the teapot on the table, stuffed it into Meng Qing's arms, and then pushed him forward.

Rumble!

It was as if he had been hit by a strong force, and he was kicked out of that space.

I don't know how long it took, there was a sudden sound of rolling waves in my ears, and it seemed that someone was playing a sorrowful song in the air, and there was often a howl.

He was falling rapidly, and soon there was a sharp pain in his back and head, as if he had landed safely in the flesh, and then there was a corrosive sharp pain all over his body, and his eyes were black, and he fainted.