Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao's disguised Lei Chongfeng showed no movement, but Yan Libing and the two Lei family masters had already made up their minds. Horse-faced ghost, as a martial arts master of the generation, was powerful and could not defeat the Poison King hiding in the dark. .

If the Horse-Faced Ghost loses, they will inevitably be spared. Therefore, no matter how reluctant the Horse-Faced Ghost is, they must act according to what the Horse-Faced Ghost says and find the true form of the Poison King as soon as possible, either to kill him or to delay the opponent. Give the horse-faced ghost a chance to win.

There will definitely be unimaginable dangers involved. No one knows how much strength the Poison King hiding in the dark used to deal with the Horse-Faced Ghost. If it still has power left, they and the others will still have a narrow escape. .

However, now the arrow is on the string, and we have to shoot. If we fight, there is still a possibility of survival. If we don't fight, the result can only be death.

Therefore, the few of them did not care about anything else, and tried their best to search for the Poison King who might be hiding in the dark, especially Yan Libing. He had a trump card in his hand, and even the Grand Master could deal with it. If he found the Poison King's true body, it would be enough. Rub it out.

However, this Poison King is very strange. He can use his will and magical power to control endless poisonous insects to deal with them, but he has no sense of existence himself, as if there is no such thing as a Poison King at all.

Yan Libing was well-informed and a little anxious at this time, and asked,

"Guys, I wonder if the Lei family had any information about the Poison King last time they came to this poison cave?"

Both the Lei family and Meng Zhao were shaking their heads. In fact, Meng Zhao had a vague idea.

He has cultivated Yuanshen, and his sense of energy and breath is extremely keen. He has drawn out a huge dark breath, hiding it somewhere, but it is somewhat paradoxical, giving him the feeling that it is like a creature with its tail cut off in order to survive. .

That huge aura may be just a trap. The real Poison King, because of the blessing of this Poison Cave space, even those who have achieved Yuan Shen cannot find it easily.

Yan Libing was also a little helpless. Even if he had the means to destroy the true form of the Poison King, it would be useless if he could not find the Poison King.

"That's all, let's take out all the soul essence and gather them together in one place. Maybe I can think of a way to lure out the Poison King's true form."

After thinking for a moment, Yan Libing didn't know whether this idea was feasible, but he was at the end of his rope and had no choice but to give it a try.

Meng Zhao and the Lei family did not hesitate at all. At this juncture, no matter how precious the treasure is, it is vain to enjoy it if you die to enjoy it. It is better to take a chance.

This withered soul essence was consumed a lot by the continuous fierce battles and multiple detoxifications among the people. At this time, the combined possessions of the few people were only the size of a fist.

Yan Libing kneaded the withered soul like clay into a round dough shape with his hands, and then forced out a piece of blood essence intertwined with black and white light from the middle finger of his right hand, and slowly dripped it into the withered soul. .

The moment the two came into contact, the round dough-like withered soul turned into a blood-red color, and the pungent smell of blood was extremely strong. I'm afraid hundreds of people would not have died like this.

The two people from the Lei family looked at it strangely, but Meng Zhao was thoughtful.

This Yan Libing does not have a special physique, but he is also gifted with a natural devil's heart, and he has also developed the Confucian school's jade-blooded heart.

In this way, the devil's heart and the Confucian heart flow together, and they are arranged in his body, one is entity, the other is illusory, but both contain mysterious and powerful power.

The heart is the source of qi and blood. Because of the existence of the demonic heart and the Confucian heart, Yan Libing's own bloodline has also been affected and alienated, so the blood appears in black and white.

Its essence and blood have also begun to derive supernatural powers, containing the power of creation that is clearly unfathomable.

If one day, Yan Libing can become a master, a great master, a heavenly being, or even a god and demon, he can catalyze and create a new special physique, bloodline, and a new one from scratch. The potential cannot be underestimated.

At this time, such blood and essence, which contains abnormal power, falls into the withered heart marrow, a precious detoxification treasure born in the poison cave, and it is like the golden wind and jade dew meeting, defeating countless people in the world, and also producing a kind of transcendence. the power of.

This is a treasure that is most likely to be obtained by poison.

This is also a bad way to attract the Poison King hiding in the dark to show up.

Just when this strong bloody aura spread throughout the poisonous cave space, a sound like a baby crying suddenly sounded from the hearts of several people, making their scalps numb, and the whole person fell into an extremely Among the strange emotions of fear, despair, loss, and wanting to commit suicide immediately, Meng Zhao was excepted.

The moment he heard this cry, Meng Zhao felt happy because this cry actually aroused the restlessness of the feathered insect in his body.

This, this is truly an unprecedented phenomenon.

He has a mysterious destiny and countless opportunities, but he has to admit that this feathered insect can be counted among the top few.

With this insect by his side, Meng Zhao was equivalent to spontaneously installing a perpetually moving Nine-Transformation Divine Art of the Celestial Silkworm, which contains the ability to transform into a flying fairy, constantly transforming and improving, until he finally leaps and looks at the starry sky.

In the past two years, there have been few changes in the emerging insects. Because of Meng Zhao's strong martial arts and many trump cards, it is really difficult to fall into a situation of nine deaths or even ten deaths. Naturally, it is not suitable for the Celestial Silkworm to tie itself in a cocoon and live toward death. The true meaning of transformation between life and death.

This is actually an inevitable necessity for all those who practice martial arts or creation.

When we are weak, we have experienced life and death many times, and we can transform easily and grow quickly.

But in the later stage, when martial arts are strong, it is difficult to transform.

At this moment, because of the baby-like cry, Meng Zhao actually triggered the movement of the feathered insect in his body. How can he not be excited?

This means that the owner of this baby cry should be able to promote, touch, and improve the feathered insect.

And with Meng Zhao's current cultivation and realm, if he transforms into a silkworm or a butterfly, what kind of terrifying level should he grow to?

It should be impossible to become a god or a demon, but it is absolutely possible to improve the power of the soul to the realm of a god, or even the strongest true god.

More importantly, after the butterfly transformation, Meng Zhao's improvement is all-round, his body, blood, endowment, and skill will all skyrocket.

Therefore, Meng Zhao is determined to get the original owner of the baby cry.

As for Yan Libing and the other two Lei family masters, they almost want to use their power to kill themselves after this cry.

The two men from the Lei family had no power to resist at all, and they actually killed themselves alive. Their heads were like smashed watermelons, scattered all over the ground, and there was no breath left.

Yan Libing had a stronger resistance because of the abnormality of his demon heart and Confucian heart, and he quickly rejected the strange sound from his spiritual consciousness.

However, his face was extremely pale, his eyes were terrified, and he was still in shock. (End of this chapter)