Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Those creatures who were inadvertently affected by the demonic body felt such a huge terror coming. Meng Zhao, who faced this invincible power, certainly felt uncomfortable.

Originally, his momentum was soaring into the sky, and the power of the true dragon seemed to be able to suppress the four extremes and eight desolations. However, the moment the demon Buddha's body appeared, the true dragon's body wrapped around the body was hit by a huge energy, purple. The dragon's body shattered and cracked section by section. After a while, the dragon's body, which was so long that it could wrap around mountains, disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, Meng Zhao was unable to maintain the movement of the true energy in his body. He fell from the mid-air with a whoosh, and hit the hard mountain with a loud bang. If it weren't for his extremely strong physique, strong and rich body, Toughness, and instinctive use of the method of discharging force and transforming energy, this fall will cause serious injuries even if he does not die.

Of course, although he did not suffer any injuries, the situation at this time was also an unprecedented crisis.

Meng Zhao had indeed seen countless strong men in his life, but the three masters of Bishui Immortal Palace were the most powerful. However, the masters at that time also tried their best to restrain themselves and did not release their energy too much, so the pressure on him was It's not unbearable.

It was different at this time. The demon Buddha relic was activated by the red lotus monk and the black-clothed Dharma King, stimulating the essence of the power of the top master, causing the power of heaven and earth to resonate, and instantly knocked down Meng Zhao, who was still arrogant just now, from heaven. In hell.

His physical body seemed to be suppressed and squeezed by huge mountains. Blood-red bruises began to appear on the surface of the body, which was originally as smooth as white jade. They were the internal Qi, blood, muscles, and the pressure from the inner world, weakening the body. It's hard for a body like iron skin and jade bones to bear it.

Here, Meng Zhao's true energy was even shaken by this small, turbulent, majestic, boundless power of heaven and earth. He could not move at all. He could not use it to fight, and he could barely turn it into a body protection inside his body. Infuriating energy to protect the body.

That kind of feeling was truly unprecedented, and it shocked Meng Zhao in his heart. All the considerations he had originally had were wiped out, and he truly fell into a crisis of life and death.

If I still treat the Demonic Buddha Dharma Body with a sequential attitude, I am afraid that today will really be the day of my death. I don’t think the Pudu Sect can have such a deep foundation and trump card.

Yes, Meng Zhao is extremely arrogant. I dare to stay in Baiping Mountain and wait for people from the Pudu Sect to find me. I dare to fight one against seven and suppress the two innately weak monks Red Lotus Monk and White-robed Dharma King. In fact, this is , just like when he fought with King Gebufa, he wanted to use the hands of the weak to hone himself and improve himself.

It is not difficult to understand, but those who are weak in martial arts and have no ambition to improve will have to hone their progress in fighting with the weak. Pure cultivation is just a practitioner, and they are called weak.

However, that does not mean that I was really blinded by the failure and looked down on the two weaklings.

Especially now, the Dharmakaya of the Demon Buddha has not yet appeared, so I almost capsized in the ditch and fell to my death under the mountain.

Niu Xiaoli and Yuan Bin were concentrating and calming down, mobilizing the true energy in their bodies to dispel the weak pressure brought by the demonic body. When they heard this very obvious falling sound, they opened their eyes and looked towards the sound. Look in the direction.

They saw the scene of Meng Zhao falling from the sky. The two of them were stunned. Because of their agitated emotions, they did not pay attention to the movement of Qi in the body. They lost their Qi and spit out several mouthfuls of blood together. They were already suffering from the pain. Internal injuries.

But that doesn't mean anything. The internal injuries are serious and can lead to death. But for the two of us, Meng Zhao's current embarrassing situation is enough to make us realize what despair is.

It's over.

Those two words were the same thoughts in Yuan Bin and Niu Xiaoli's minds, because the reality was obvious.

Bao Lun, who had just shown his power a little while ago, is now like a dead dog, falling behind this special magic Buddha body that is like the body of a god. Meng Zhaodu, who we rely on, is not at the end of the road yet, how can we escape from that moment? Where's the robbery?

The two of them simply felt that Meng Zhao had no means to reverse the situation at hand. After all, absolute strength could not be shaken by some big tricks that could win the table.

This is indeed the case. It was not because of the absolute power gap that Meng Zhao was almost reduced to a lamb at this time, ready to be slaughtered by others. The wooden sword he had prepared later had not yet reached the node on the ground, and it had not yet been radiated by the demon Buddha's Dharma Body. One of the powerful qi machines was seriously injured. The sword body was not completely shattered, and the remaining Meng Zhao's aura underneath was also wiped out.

Jin De said that the Demonic Buddha's Dharma Body was only revealed, and it had no time to do anything before it directly put Meng Zhao into a desperate situation. Such power is really rare.

As Meng Zhao, who has been in close contact with weak masters, compared to Niu Xiaoli, that kind of power, to a certain extent, has not surpassed that of a grand master. It is the power of a young master.

Because Meng Zhao didn't think that a grandmaster could bring him such a feeling of despair. The senior dragon around his waist had completely turned into a soft-footed dragon. As the bloodline of the top ferocious beast overlord, it was completely suppressed. .

However, the most similar thing between Meng Zhao and Special Person is that I always move forward with a plan, and I am not quite certain that I will do such dangerous things.

My confidence comes from two sources.

One of them is not the Emperor Yu's battle armor that I got from Elder Qianjiao of Demon Lord Hall. It is a battle armor that was smelted and forged by Emperor Yu, the founder of the Medieval Era a long time ago, the Supreme Being, a weakling of mythical level.

With a thought, the power of the spirit, like a mysterious, tangible key, opened the long-sealed treasure at the center of the eyebrows.

Meng Zhao's muscles at the center of the eyebrows squirmed instantly, tearing a long and thin gap, revealing an eyeball full of sinister evil spirits. As it turned, thin blue veins appeared on the skin around the eyeball.

At the same time, a mysterious force surged and spread in Bao Lun's body, which seemed strange and so strong.

Only a series of crisp and fierce sounds, like the collision of bones, were heard. In an instant, a set of armor was derived from Meng Zhao's flesh and blood, covering my body.

The whole body was pure green, with eight protruding bone spurs on both sides of the shoulders, and the armor behind the chest was like a dragon head, opening its mouth to swallow the starry sky.

Simple, but full of mystery, a faint breath.

When the armor appeared, the world was originally shrouded in the breath of the devil, but at this moment, a huge hole was torn open, as if the dark and bright sky was illuminated by a ray of golden sunlight.

Then, a crisp dragon roar was heard.

It was so high, but so incredible, full of legends and myths.

When the dragon roared, the dark clouds under the sky dissipated, the crackling thunder disappeared, the surging strong wind passed away, and the small land that was originally covered with wounds actually showed a vigorous vitality.

The dragon is a sacred beast, operating the destiny, controlling the wind and thunder, turning the rivers and seas upside down, and having great magical powers.

This dragon roar was the roar of a real blue dragon that was refined into the armor.

Even after tens of millions of years, the blue dragon soul is far from the power of its peak period, and is still weak against the enemy.