Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Yu Changkong was controlled by the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and thus did all kinds of crazy behaviors. Today, Xie Wanzhi found Yu Changkong and fought with him. Meng Zhao didn't believe that the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace could not bear it.

What's more, Yu Changkong is not an ordinary person. He practices military martial arts, has an indomitable will, a strong spirit, and full mental toughness. If the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace is too far away from him, I am afraid that the means of control will also go wrong. It must be within a certain range and distance to be foolproof.

Therefore, Meng Zhao guessed that at this moment, in an unknown place, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace was hiding in it.

However, Meng Zhao's Emperor's Qi-seeing Technique is indeed an unparalleled magical power. With the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, it can see through the blue sky and the underworld. However, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace is the descendant of the Heavenly Demon Palace, with infinite background and countless secrets, and it should not be underestimated.

Therefore, Meng Zhao observed again and again, and spied for a long time, but he still couldn't find the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, which was quite regrettable.

He wanted to find the Lord of the Demon Palace, so he wanted to test his martial arts.

Firstly, although he had some understanding of the Lord of the Demon Palace's martial arts after Zhao Ruling's description, it was not pure enough and he was unable to experience it in person, so it lacked some true charm.

Secondly, Meng Zhao was thinking that in the future he would go to the polar ice field with Zhao Ruling to seize the Supreme Scepter. It would be a great thing to know the Lord of the Demon Palace in advance, which might increase his chances of winning.

Above the sky, Xie Wanzhi and Yu Changkong, who were fighting like gods and demons, had already reached a white-hot stage.

And the battle situation had gradually favored Xie Wanzhi as time went by and the testing process ended.

His swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and his sword moves were ancient and simple. They seemed simple, but in fact they contained mysterious rhythms and corresponded to the stars in the sky. Therefore, the sword light turned into starlight, magnificent and boundless, opening and closing. Even when facing military strongmen like Yu Changkong, a master of horizontal training, he was not afraid at all.

In contrast, Yu Changkong's problems gradually emerged. His fist power was undoubtedly the peak power of a grandmaster. Every punch and kick was like a mountain collapse and a giant peak falling. He had infinite strength and was extremely strong.

However, the problem was that his spirit had a gap, and his ability to capture the opportunity of the battle, as well as his ability to be flexible and adaptable as a grandmaster warrior, was greatly limited, so that he had the power of a grandmaster, but often missed opportunities in a serious life-and-death battle.

When masters compete, a slight difference is often the difference between life and death, and Yu Changkong is no exception.

Thanks to his years of hard training, his martial arts skills were superb, and his body instinctively reacted very quickly, so he could maintain such a long fight with Xie Wanzhi and not lose.

However, Xie Wanzhi was not a stick, and finally found the stagnation of Yu Changkong's fighting rhythm.

The two fought for eight moves at a very fast speed. Just as Yu Changkong turned around and gathered his strength to condense his fist and prepare for the next attack.

Xie Wanzhi's body suddenly turned into a stream of light, and at the critical moment, he struck a magical palm that even Meng Zhao admired.

This palm was perfectly timed, and it was more exquisite than the sword of stars. The palm shadow was complicated and changed endlessly. It seemed that no matter how it changed, it could not escape the scope of this palm method, which contained the power of space and had the magical effect of holding thousands of mountains and shrinking the sun and the moon.

If Yu Changkong was at his prime, he would be able to deal with this palm, but at this moment, his mind was broken, and even if his body reacted instinctively, it was still half a beat slower.

Facing Xie Wanzhi's long-planned Star-Picking Hand, which had been tested several times, he finally lost the upper hand.

I saw a palm shadow passing through Yu Changkong's heart. Although the former general of Dayong missed half of his body, the other half was still pierced by this Star-Picking Hand. The extremely powerful and exquisite true meaning of the word "Picking" was cultivated to the utmost power by Xie Wanzhi.

As a blood light fell, the Star-Picking Hand brought back half of the steaming object, which was beating. Every time it jumped, the sky and the earth resounded with the roar of a Taoist bell.

After three such sounds, the beating object exploded directly, and the blood mist turned into a surging blood river that hung upside down from the sky, fell to the ground, and poured into the mountains.

Wherever the blood river passes, flowers and grass grow in clusters, ancient trees form shades, stubborn stones hide jade, and some weak creatures instantly become extremely powerful, with their origins more than a hundred times stronger.

For example, a small ape that was only a few feet in size was hit by the blood river because it could not dodge in time. In just three or five breaths, it turned into a beast that was two feet tall, with muscles like stones and infinite power, and it was murderous.

There are too many to list, which shows the magic of this blood river.

Meng Zhao and Yu Nanfeng saw clearly that this blood river was nothing else but the essence and blood spilled after half of Yu Changkong's heart was removed.

Because it condensed the essence and blood of half of Yu Changkong's heart and contained endless divine power, it could produce such changes.

Not only that, as the blood river moistened the land between the mountains, this mountaintop would gradually be full of spiritual energy, evolve into a blessed land, and become a holy place for cultivation.

Looking at Yu Changkong again, he didn't die immediately even though half of his heart was removed. Instead, the flesh and blood of half of his heart squirmed in the cracked chest, and countless tissues emerged, turning into blood vessels and blood vessels, connecting the already broken tissues, and extending his life.

Not only that, because of this serious injury, Yu Changkong felt severe pain in his body. Under the strong stimulation, his divine essence burst out with infinite power, directly breaking through the means left in his heart by the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, breaking the other party's evil magic skills, and regaining his mind.

At the moment of regaining his mind, Yu Changkong sighed to the sky, and after today, there would be no Yu Changkong in the world.

Yes, although he used the method of the supreme body to temporarily give birth to half of the heart, it was only a temporary method after all, and he could not really give birth to a heart.

Firstly, without the half of the blood and essence, the divine energy was insufficient, and secondly, his cultivation was not enough after all.

He was just a great master, not a celestial being, let alone a god or a demon. Otherwise, let alone missing half of the heart, even if he lost the whole heart, he might not die.

But now it is not possible.

Turning to look at Xie Wanzhi, the opponent's star-picking hand was indeed powerful. Not only did it break his body-protecting true qi with one blow, but even his indestructible body that had been tempered for thousands of times was also broken, and half of his heart was taken.

Although he was a little resentful and unwilling to die in the hands of this person, after all, he might not lose in his prime.

It was not the worst choice.

It was better than dying in the hands of some villains.

Then, Yu Changkong noticed Meng Zhao and Yu Nanfeng who were watching from the sidelines on the high peak next to him.

Although he didn't know Yu Nanfeng, he had already recognized Meng Zhao's true identity.

He was even more clear in his mind. Although he died at the hands of Xie Wanzhi today, in fact, it was Meng Zhao who wanted his life.

This Northern Meng Dragon King was Xie Wanzhi's supporter to prevent the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace from interfering. (End of this chapter)