Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The two of them were chatting and joking as they hurried back to the convoy. After gathering everyone, they were ready to set off.

Suddenly, a loud, sharp, and long-lasting explosion sounded in the sky several miles away from the southeast. When everyone followed the sound, they saw that the sky was rendered by a cluster of brilliant red fireworks. It was like a sea of ​​fire, boiling and boiling, almost melting the clouds on the horizon.

Meng Zhao, who was boarding the carriage and preparing to practice his great cause, was interrupted by this unexpected scene. His face was moved, and he looked at the fireworks over there and fell into deep thought.

On the other hand, Zhou Hu next to him changed his expression, stepped forward, clasped his fists, and whispered to Meng Zhao,

"Sir, this is the thunderbolt we used to communicate with Yao Shun. The purple light in the fireworks cannot be faked.

Could it be that he knew that the young master was nearby and had made progress, so he reported the news to the young master? "

Yao Shun was the direct disciple of Qianjiao from the Demon Lord Palace. Because he was severely cheated by Lu Haochun, he was finally captured by Meng Zhao and others, and was brought back to the Meng family and tortured like an eagle. Tame him.

When he was completely under Meng Zhao's control and did not dare to betray him, Meng Zhao put him back next to Qian Jiao, preparing to bury a chess piece, an extra spy, and at the same time let him test Qian Jiao.

However, I didn't expect that Yao Shun would contact them in such a hurry after such a short period of time. What's even more surprising is that Yao Shun seemed to have grasped their whereabouts.

Although the thunderbolt bullets are extremely easy to use and can illuminate an altitude of 500 feet within a radius of ten miles, however, this also requires that the position of each other be accurate to within ten miles.

So, how did Yao Shun know that he was nearby? Could it be that you have been following him? Or maybe, there is another reason.

Meng Zhao was thoughtful and thoughtful. Although he was confident that he had already grasped Yao Shun in his hands and let him crush him, he was not particularly careless, thinking that Qian Jiao was just an old man who was about to die, with a stiff and corrupted head!

Soon, Meng Zhao made a decision, got out of the carriage again, called all the masters under his command and the person in charge, and ordered,

"I have something urgent to do. Mu Qing, Cang Shuyun, Tie Zhui, and Zhihua will go out with me later. Zhou Hu, Cao Zhan, you two will help A Le and continue to lead people on their way. No need to wait for us.

Remember, everything is business as usual. In case of danger, the priority is to protect yourself. Meet at the Black Gorge Ferry at the latest. No mistakes. "

Lu Le moved his lips. He wanted to follow Meng Zhao, but he thought that his strength was not enough. If he really had an opponent, he would become a burden, so he could only nod in agreement. Of course, Cao Zhan and Zhou Hu would not have any objections.

The rest of the innates, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they all obeyed Meng Zhao's words and deeds.

Therefore, Meng Zhao and Liang Muqiu used Qinggong and rushed towards the place where the thunderbolts were released without riding a carriage. Their speed was extremely fast, not much slower than Yu Hua Shen's physical body crossing the void, and the consumption was also smaller.

In less than half a cup of tea, the five of them arrived at a remote valley mouth.

At both ends of the valley mouth, there are majestic and straight gray-white rock walls that stretch all the way to a height of a hundred feet. On the rock walls, there are lush green trees and vines, and from time to time, birds hover over them and make bursts of chirping. .

On the edge of the valley mouth, there are also flowers and green grass. The hard stones have been polished into fine pieces and paved into a winding path, which slowly extends to the depths of the valley mouth. Even though the sky is bright and clear, in this unique environment, It creates a weird atmosphere leading to the gate of hell.

Directly above the vertical direction of the rock wall, there are still remaining red fireworks burning slowly, like an eternal lamp that will never go out, stretching across the sky.

There were wisps of hot and strong pungent smell that could not be completely evacuated even if the strong wind blew at the mouth of the valley.

Meng Zhao slowly fell from the air. Seeing this scene, he felt more confident. The one who released the thunderbolt was probably not Yao Shun, whom he had surrendered before. However, with the four great innates following him, he also had a certain degree of confidence. He is not afraid of the possible crises in the valley.

"Let's go in and see who's pretending to be there."

After that, Meng Zhao took the lead and marched forward along the gravel path with long strides. Behind him, Liang Muqiu and Cang Shuyun were only half a step behind. Big Hammer and Flower Picker were another half step behind to ensure that if they encountered A sneak attack and assassination were carried out to ensure that Meng Zhao's safety was not threatened.

His steps were extremely fast without any hesitation. Soon, Meng Zhao saw two people who had been waiting for a while at a corner of the trail.

They were all dressed in uniform navy blue robes, with Hunyuan buns on their heads, and long beards hanging down from their foreheads. They were dressed as Taoist priests. Although they looked pretty, there was a sinister and sinister aura lingering between their eyebrows. They were obviously not good people.

One of them was only about seventeen or eighteen, about the same age as Meng Zhao. When he saw them, he smiled coldly, especially when he looked at Meng Zhao who was in the center of the crowd. He pulled out the sword hanging from his waist with a clang and said,

"I thought the person who dared to scheme against Master was some kind of great person, but it turned out to be just a pretty boy. Let me teach you a lesson, so that when you meet Master later, you won't blame us for letting you in so easily."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in the young man's hand had turned into several splendid sword lights, and struck Meng Zhao's face and chest very fiercely. His swordsmanship was not bad at all, it was the best. Attribute, the sword is strong and vicious, and a master who acquires skills will not be able to resist it, he has some arrogance.

Of course, he had to be careful not to harm Meng Zhao's life, but disfigurement and serious injuries were unavoidable.

It can be seen that this guy is cruel and domineering, and he should have done a lot of similar things.

The other person opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but seeing that his companion had already taken action, he could only hold back.

Meng Zhao was furious. Although his realm was not innate, his eyesight was extremely high. At the first glance he saw the two of them, he could tell that they were not innate, but just acquired warriors. How dare they be so arrogant and domineering, and attack him when they came up? If you take action and disfigure him, do you think you are some powerful character?

Whether you are arrogant or not sometimes depends not only on yourself, but also on the quality of your opponent.

He didn't need to use the four great innates at his side to take action. He directly made a fist seal with his hand, blooming a red scorching energy. He used his pure and vast internal cultivation to hit the sword hard in the gap between the sword light.

Although the refined sword was also of the highest quality among mortals, it couldn't resist the overwhelming aura of Red Dragon Jin, and it immediately fell into pieces and shot out in all directions.

Meng Zhao pulled with his backhand, and the invisible lines in his palm expanded like loopholes. A huge suction force directly caught the young man whose internal organs were counterattacked by the red dragon power and could not move.

The white, slender, and powerful hand grasped the person's throat and lifted him half a foot high with strong force, lifting the person with one arm like a chicken.

Meng Zhao looked at the man coldly and was so frightened that his mind went blank. Seeing the sad look on his eyes, Meng Zhao sneered. Without saying a word, he twisted his palms and a cracking sound came out. The man's throat bones were crushed with his own hands, and then he was thrown aside, and then he let out a breath of anger.