Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Not paying attention to the gazes of others, Meng Zhao's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his right hand and gently tapped one of the void chains.

The fingers that were originally just slender, seemed to have grown explosively under the infusion of a powerful force, turning into a finger pillar dozens of feet long, with countless mysterious characters entwined on it.

What's even more striking is that this finger seems to have pierced through the layers of space. Finally, when it reaches the place where the void chain is, there is only a clear sound of breaking.

In an instant, the countless void chains that originally entangled and bound the square space made a crackling sound, and under the eyes of everyone, they broke and dissipated one after another, and blew up a space whirlwind, which made everyone's livers and gallbladders break, and they were almost frightened. Urine.

After all, that was the aftermath of the space fragmentation. Fortunately, it didn't affect them. If it really swept over, everyone on their side except Meng Zhao would have to stop.

Everyone was not too surprised by Meng Zhao's suggestion. After all, the more they understood, the more they discovered Meng Zhao's interests.

Don't look at what he can do, it's all ordinary and normal. Look at what Meng Zhao can't do. That's something rare, and it can be said to be a complete success.

Just after the void chain was shattered and turned into nothingness, the square space that was originally trapped showed abnormalities at this time, and it slowly drifted, following the unsettling and terrifying black cracks, gradually fitting in, embedded in this in the square space.

The next moment, a fierce bright light flashed, causing everyone present to burst into tears. There was also a melodious, long-lasting, and profound aura that spread up and down.

The origin of this strong light was very unusual, and Meng Zhao was not immune to it. Two lines of clear tears were left in the corners of his eyes. However, he was so angry that he dried the tears and went back to normal, just looking carefully at the people in front of him. scene.

The square space that was originally cut into independent individuals and trapped had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a semi-open golden hall.

Facing the group of people, the main hall is indeed in the shape of a pyramid, but half of it is hollowed out. All the scenes inside can be seen very clearly and intuitively.

In fact, there is nothing much inside. There is only a black tripod, about the size of a copper bell, standing in the middle of the golden palace. The shape on the outside is very strange, with mountains, water, and some extremely subtle ones, like Beast-like texture.

This should be the evil weapon Fuyu Ding brought back from Goguryeo by Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty. However, due to the Sui Dynasty's heritage and long time training, it has been transformed into the Sheji Ding.

Not only does it not have the slightest hint of ferocious evil, but it is full of majesty and grandeur. It also contains a very similar energy to the head of the dragon vein that was seen before. There is a high probability that the remaining power of the Qianlong dragon vein is hidden in it.

In addition to this big cauldron, there is also a round object floating in the sky above the big cauldron. It looks like a pearl, but it emits colorful light. It contains a gentle, vast, compassionate and holy Buddha's light that purifies all the filth in the world.

This is the whole picture of the so-called Evil Suppressing Golden Palace, and it is also the truth.

"It turns out that this is the real evil-suppressing Golden Palace. The Great Sui Imperial Master at that time was really a scholar, and he understood and utilized the way of space to such an extent."

Seeing the relic, Monk Chengkong's eyes lit up. He felt the charm of Buddhism in it and the surge of his own Buddhist power. He knew that if he was safe this time, he would be able to return the relic of the first ancestor to his sect.

Of course, this is based on the premise that he defected to Meng Zhao, but this is enough.

At the same time, he was also grateful for the greatness of the Great Sui Imperial Master, who perfectly integrated the way of space into the formation, and then integrated the formation into the main hall, and the interlocking links were indeed extraordinary.

Most of the others had the same thoughts, but most of them still coveted these two treasures.

Among them, the Sheji Ding where Nafu Yu Ding was promoted attracted the most attention, especially Gan Mingfeng and Mu Yi.

The moment Gan Mingfeng saw the black cauldron, he originally fell into the sea of ​​consciousness. The black seeds that had taken root and sprouted quickly grew and finally turned into a black lotus, causing things to appear involuntarily outside his body. A black tripod pattern appears.

Deep in his heart, the familiar voice could not help but emerge, guiding him to quickly plunge into the black cauldron. He would conquer this supreme artifact, and from then on, his luck would greatly increase, he would be reborn, and he would achieve the supreme path. .

This voice is very deceptive. Fortunately, Gan Mingfeng was able to escape the disaster before. He has become more wary of the voice in his heart. With the support of his foundation at this time, he can barely resist this temptation, but breaks out in cold sweat.

It's not that he doesn't want to take the Sheji Ding as his own, but if he makes any unusual moves, he will definitely be attacked by Meng Zhao, the Dragon King of Northern Meng.

It doesn't take much, just one move, and he will be dead. No matter what secrets he uses, he can't escape.

This voice was purely guiding him to die. How could he listen?

As for Mu Yi, after seeing the black She Ji Ding, he felt a sense of boiling, admiration and closeness originating from the depths of his blood.

This feeling is different from the vertical relationship of dragon vein, which is superior. Instead, it is like the relationship between elders and juniors who have direct communication.

Of course, the same as Gan Mingfeng, although he really wanted to step forward and try it out to see if he could put this Sheji Ding into his palm, and then he would have the status to conquer the mountains and rivers.

It's a pity that under Meng Zhao's eager gaze, no matter how much thinking, no matter how much dissatisfaction, no matter how much unwillingness, it is all in vain.

The most painful thing in the world is that the opportunity is right in front of you, but you can't help it.

Although others don't have such unforgettable throbbing and forbearance contrast between the two of them.

Most of them are passionate ambitions. After all, people always chase things that are better, stronger, and more beneficial to themselves.

In comparison, Third Young Master Bai, who was once the most passionate about his husband Yu Ding, now seems a bit more sober.

First, of course, they were worried about Meng Zhao's unparalleled magical power. As long as the other party was around, they could only stare and couldn't interfere.

Secondly, his blood sacrifice map required evil weapons instead of holy weapons, which made him very disappointed.

All the previous preparations are now in vain. Naturally, the sense of expectation has dropped, and there is no such enthusiasm as others.

Another one is Lu Houer.

His demonic nature is deeply hidden. Even though he was exposed by Meng Zhao and everyone was wary and fearful, he still stood well among everyone at this time. Although he was in a certain isolated posture, his ambition was still undiminished.

Moreover, unlike others, Lu Houer relied on his demon-like intuition to detect that there was an evil power hidden in the Fuyu Cauldron, which seemed sacred, majestic, and like a humane holy instrument. (End of chapter)