Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Sure enough, after making a promise to Lei Wanche, Meng Zhao immediately set his sights on others.

The Minotaur God, the Horse-Faced Ghost, Liu An, Yan Libing, and Shi Jiawen were either masters or powerful young men, all with their own backgrounds.

There are very few people who can catch them all and recruit them all to work under their hands. Even the Great Emperor Beitang Sheng can bow down to Liu An and the others, but he may not get the sincere support of the Minotaur God and the Horse-faced Ghost.

What Meng Zhao wants to do is not to surrender physically and mentally to these people. It is simply as long as they don't cause trouble to him, control their own mouths, obey his orders at the appropriate time, and do what they should do. That's all.

Meng Zhao regarded the vast land of China as a chessboard, and the hundreds of millions of people and martial arts masters in the world as chess pieces.

There may not be many chess pieces belonging to him, and they occupy a very small proportion, but as long as these chess pieces are at key points, they are enough to exert an earth-shattering influence.

"Everyone, what do you think? Do you still like me, Meng Zhao, and are you willing to be my friend?"

Meng Zhao still uses the word "friend" to summarize their relationship. The distinction between upper and lower is actually dispensable until the power and status reaches a certain level, at least as long as it does not affect Meng Zhao's status and influence. , there is no need to deliberately emphasize the control of power.

As soon as Meng Zhao finished speaking, Ma Miangui and Yan Libing responded immediately. After all, they had been with Meng Zhao longer and experienced more, and they had already been caught before. Mental preparation.

Then, there was the response from the Tauren God, as well as the nods from Shi Jiawen and Liu An.

There is no other choice. Unless they want to die, they can only join Meng Zhao's family like Lei Wanche.

Meng Zhao was not surprised. No one wanted to die, especially these powerful figures with extraordinary status, powerful martial arts, and amazing potential and prospects.

As long as they didn't deliberately seek death, and Meng Zhao didn't push them too hard, this choice would seem normal.

Meng Zhao simply brought everyone together. Of course, necessary follow-up control measures are also indispensable.

I saw Meng Zhao stretching his right hand forward, spreading his right palm, his fingers slightly curved, and blue but very clear rain and dew condensed on his palm.

The Minotaur God and others were puzzled, but they saw Meng Zhao flicking his wrist, and the rain and dew condensed on the palm of his hand sprinkled on them one after another.

Because Meng Zhao's movement was too sudden and there was no warning at all, everyone was shocked.

Like the advanced Lei Wanche, the Minotaur God, and the Horse-faced Ghost, they instinctively mobilized the body-protecting Qi to block the blue rain and dew condensed by Meng Zhao.

However, the nature of this rain and dew was extremely special. It actually treated the three people's master's body-protecting energy as if it were nothing, penetrated instantly and fell on the three people.

As for Liu An, Yan Libing and Shi Jiawen, they didn't even have time to react instinctively.

However, what puzzled everyone was that the blue rain and dew that fell into their bodies did not have any obvious adverse effects on them. On the contrary, after integrating into their bodies, they all felt that their physical condition was much better and their spirits were also strong. Quite a few.

It seems that this is a benefit?

Of course, every fool here quickly realized that this was both a benefit and a constraint, and it must also be Meng Zhao's trump card to control them.

Of course, I was more or less dissatisfied in my heart, but I didn't dare to show it.

Meng Zhao had no intention of hiding it, and even deliberately warned everyone, saying,

"You don't have to worry, don't panic. This dew is made by me using the power of the Little Heavenly Dao from Lei Ze Space. For you, if you have internal injuries, treat them. If you have hidden dangers, you can make up for the hidden dangers. If you don't have anything, you can do it." It is a small opportunity and benefit to give you the ability to get closer to the principles of heaven and earth and enhance the efficiency of your practice.

Of course, the premise is that you have not deceived me or betrayed me.

Otherwise, this little power of heaven will turn into the power of subjugation and destroy the consciousness of several people.

Don't say you didn't predict what you said. "

Blind affinity may not be a good thing, so after showing his sincerity and sincerity, Meng Zhao showed off his skills to let these people know that he not only has a bodhisattva heart, but also has thunderbolt methods.

The Minotaur God, Lei Wanche and the others showed bitter smiles, but they had no choice but to express their stance to Meng Zhao clearly.

"Okay, the next step is to explore the surrounding sea area and outline the map and resource distribution in the area. I promise you that you will have a share of the resources for building the wooden cave. I, Meng Zhao, will not be stingy. "

After Meng Zhaodu said this, the others naturally did not dare to have any objections, so they spread out and flew towards the islands in all directions, taking notes so as to prepare for drawing sea charts in the future.

Meng Zhao is not idle either. He has the highest martial arts among all the people and is also the real master of Jianmu Cave. Naturally, he cannot be idle either and plans to go into the sea.

The sea is the source of life. Since ancient times, it has been mysterious and dangerous, and it is also synonymous with wealth, treasures and opportunities.

The various resources in it are endless and far away from the mainland.

Therefore, Meng Zhao attached great importance to these dotted islands, but what he valued most was the vast blue ocean beneath the islands.

With a thought in his mind, Meng Zhao gently patted his waist, waking up Jiaolong Xiaojiu.

Then a fierce and overbearing roar of a dragon was heard, shaking the sea breeze and rolling waves.

This roar also attracted the attention of the Bull-Headed God and others who were originally scattered outside.

I saw that a hundred-foot-long dragon with green and black interweaving, shining scales and horns appeared at the place where everyone and Meng Zhao had just talked.

Circling in the same place, towering like a mountain, surging blood, and chilling kingly temperament all showed that the strength of this evil dragon was extremely terrifying, even more powerful than the three great masters.

"This, dragon, I didn't expect Meng Zhao to have a dragon in his hand."

The Bull-Headed God was moved. This was a pure-blooded beast overlord, who was expected to transform in the future and be promoted to a murderer with bloodline to a real dragon. It might not be possible to find a few of them in the world.

Of course, what made him more afraid was that it was obvious that this dragon had been subdued by Meng Zhao a long time ago.

However, there is little corresponding information from the outside world, or even if there are sporadic news, they are often regarded as rumors.

Compared with the excitement of the Bull-Headed God, Lei Wanche, Liu An, and Shi Jiawen.

Although the Horse-Faced Ghost and Yan Libing were also a little curious, they were much calmer.

There was no way. After seeing Meng Zhao step on the dragon vein of the earth, fly into the sky, and fight fiercely with the Eye of the Little Heavenly Dao, this little dragon became less shocking.