"This is the King of North Meng Dragon. It's true, really, the gods descended to earth and the supreme descended to the world!"

Although the horse-faced ghost became paralyzed because of wearing a human skin mask, his eyes were bulging out at this time, constantly recalling the mystery and magic of Meng Zhao's finger, and comparing it with the move of Chen Tianci's Great Sun and Sky Waterfall that he had faced.

After thinking about it, he felt that if these two magical skills were serious, Meng Zhao would be more lethal and stronger.

Because he had really faced the move of the Great Sun Sky Waterfall, it was indeed melting gold and iron, like slurry falling from the sky, with unparalleled power.

However, Meng Zhao's finger, or this sword, was like the sky bowing its head, and the way of heaven was born. In terms of mere weather, it may not be as powerful as the sound of Chen Tianci, but its aura, spirit, and lethality are far above Shen Tianci.

If the three masters were facing Meng Zhao's finger that day, even if they had an imitation of the Medicine Master Cauldron in their hands, the three of them would have to be depressed and would never be able to escape.

It is no wonder that the martial arts world in the martial arts world are rumored that Chen Tianci is a young talent, and Meng Zhao is the one who comes from behind, even better than the former.

As for Yan Libing, she had goose bumps all over her body and almost jumped out of her heart.

He had no idea about Meng Zhao, but when he thought of the four people rushing to Mengjiazhuang at that time, and even Qiao Nian wanted to tease Meng Zhao, he was sweating profusely.

I really don’t know that the world is so strong. Meng Zhao is a man with great martial arts and domineering and majestic martial arts. How can he be humiliated?

Nowadays, even the nobles of Yujing City like him have to surrender to him. I really don’t know where this person’s limit will be in the future.

Yan Libing even felt a sense in his heart, would the nameless father-in-law with the superb magical power be Meng Zhao's opponent?

If Yan Libing had seen Meng Zhao take action before he took action, he might have thought that the nameless father-in-law beat Meng Zhao. Now, it can only be said, it is hard to say.

Even to say a ruthless thing, Beitangsheng is known as the invincible opponent in heaven and earth, and the Supreme Lord of Ninety. If he puts aside the identity bonus, he may not be much stronger than Meng Zhao in terms of martial arts alone.

Even lengthening the timeline will give Meng Zhao more time to grow, and the outcome will be clearer.

However, compared with the various psychological activities of the two at this time, they were shocked, afraid, and yearning...

Meng Zhao seemed much more dull, but he just reached out to grab the strange poison king ashes, and a piece of irregular milky white crystal as big as a baby's fist fell into Meng Zhao's hands.

As the milky white crystals were obtained, the feathered insects in Meng Zhao's body burst out with stronger throbbing, as if a greedy child, when he saw the delicious food, he wished he could stuff it into his mouth in one bite.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a silk thread suddenly burst out from Meng Zhao's palm, and he brushed it into the milky white crystal. Soon, he decomposed it all and swallowed it all through the silk into his body, or to be more precise, it was swallowed by the feathered insect.

This irregular milky white crystal is the essence of the strange poison king. It is kept gathering and forming while being calcined. It can be said that the poison king's energy is 80% in it.

Among them, the toxins are even more calcined, forming qualitative changes.

Ordinary people must die immediately if they absorb, even if they are contaminated.

Putting aside the side effects of toxins, the Grandmaster Warrior wants to swallow all the energy essence of this poison king at one time, and there is a risk of bursting it.

It can only be said that the feathered worm is worthy of being a divine object generated by nature.

According to Meng Zhao's estimate, with this opportunity, he can now make a cocoon and undergo deep butterfly transformation at any time.

Of course, timing is also important, at least not the present.

He slowly raised his head and Meng Zhao looked at the sky in the poison cave space from afar.

The sky that is grey and dull, nurturing despair and empty, becomes even darker at this time.

Yan Libing and the horse-faced ghost also discovered an abnormality at this time and looked at the sky.

I saw that the sky that could only be considered as dark was completely turned into darkness at this time, with large patches of thick dark clouds constantly piled up, just like the waves surging in the sea, layer by layer, making people feel thrilled.

Among the dark clouds, hundreds of red lightning burst out in an instant, dividing the huge dark sky into countless tiny pieces.

"What's going on?"

Yan Libing stuttered a little. If he killed the poison king, would there be any future troubles?

Is what Meng Zhao said true?

"Hey, I'll say, this monster is the chosen body of the strong man who fell here, and he must take it as the foundation and rebirth.

Now that his body has been destroyed, it is too difficult to generate such a terrifying and treacherous monster body and have the same potential, and the time it takes is even more difficult.

I have ruined other people's good things. How could this powerful soul spare me?"

Meng Zhao's tone was relaxed, but his expression still looked solemn, and obviously he didn't really care at all.

After all, this is a cruel person who dies without being stiff, dies without being destroyed, has the incomplete will of the soul, replaces the small way of heaven, and can also think about taking over the body and rebirth.

Looking at the past and present, in the way of heaven and man, there are only a very few and outstanding group who have achieved such achievements.

Although Meng Zhao has cultivated himself into the soul, he has stopped at the level of a great master. Compared with such a strong man, he is still a bit inferior.

Of course, this refers to the other party's heyday.

Now that person does not have a body, his soul will is incomplete, and he is even combined with this small way of heaven and earth. Although he retains a little bit of vitality, it is definitely far inferior to his peak period.

The thunderstorm ran, and the angry clouds rolled wildly. The loud bang was like the roar of God, which continued and shocked.

On the earth, countless seemingly powerful and vicious poisonous insects were hiding under the mighty power of the sky, trembling.

A hurricane was soaring, and the wind and sand hit the surface, and it was not distinguished from north to south, and from east to west.

Finally, an unparalleled, clearly visible blood-red vertical pupil appeared above the sky.

The blood-colored lines are dark in the pupils, and there are endless resentment, viciousness, and destruction.

With just one glance, Yan Libing almost collapsed and his heart of Tao was shattered.

Fortunately, the handwritten handwritten by the great scholars in his hand was no longer powerful, but there was still a residual afterglow of righteousness, which protected him.

Otherwise, this noble son of Yujing City would be completely destroyed the moment he saw the blood-red vertical pupils above the sky, which was worse than death.

The horse-faced ghost has a little more resistance. After all, he is a master and martial arts master. His divine essence is tough, and his strength can still resist a wave.

Meng Zhao was solemn and felt a little more joy, just because the appearance of this vertical pupil not only shows that all his guesses were correct.

This is even more a rare material for him to study and deduce to improve his own foundation and practice.

For those who are not strong enough, this is a desperate situation.
Chapter completed!