Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

Bai Daozi's face turned blue and white for a while, and finally, he put away his sleeve robe.

Yu Xiang stepped back.

Rumble!

Bai Daozi showed his own breath, that is the ultimate true martial arts!

The moment this breath was released, everyone present only felt like they were carrying a big mountain, which was very heavy, and they couldn't breathe.

Meng Qing seemed to have been lifted to the vent by a pair of big hands, and the aura around him was fierce, cutting his robe like a blade.

There was a release of essence in his eyes.

He really likes the feeling of being crushed by pressure, and of course, all under the control of this pressure.

"You are also a strong person in the Silver White Messenger, is that at this level? If that's the case, maybe I have to apologize to the Silver White Messenger, after all... I thought you too much about it. Meng Qing said slowly, he raised his head, and a sharp light appeared in his eyes.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Without him, although Bai Daozi's many behaviors were shameless, he had a certain status in the silver white envoy, otherwise he would not have participated in this grand meeting on behalf of the latter.

And he had stepped into the Ultimate True God many years ago, and he had few opponents in the same realm, but now he was so insulted by Meng Qing, which was really a bit outrageous!

"Arrogant, Huangkou Xiaoer, when I was in the same realm, I'm afraid you haven't been born yet!" Bai Daozi sneered, raised his hand and grabbed towards Meng Qing.

There was an illusory palm print condensed in the air, and it seemed to be able to cut everything across when moving forward and traversing.

Sharp-eyed people exclaimed in horror:

"You see that the space over there is naturally distorted! This white Daoist has vaguely touched the threshold of the next realm! Many

people looked at it and found this scene.

The palm continued to move horizontally, and many people pinched a cold sweat for Meng Qing.

It's strange, but it's true, when you must win, everyone expects you to lose, but when you must lose, everyone expects you to win!

Meng Qing raised his head, he gently raised his hand and whispered:

"I wish you had more strength, but unfortunately, this seems to be your limit, and it has never been my good at being difficult to be strong, so your clown performance can be stopped."

He did not simply rely on his own breath, but combined the breath of the supreme beasts such as Xiaotai Xiaowen Ant Queen together.

A palm pushed horizontally, and a solid palm print emerged.

This palm print is only up and down, but it carries the momentum that seems to be able to break through the high mountains.

Bai Daozi's palm print dissipated before he got close, and Meng Qing's palm print moved horizontally, and the surrounding space was completely distorted, and even that side of the space began to disintegrate!

Someone screamed: "Could it be that I am blinded? Why did space disintegrate? Could it be that Meng Qing also came into contact with that realm?

Many people followed suit, and for a while, there was a uproar in the venue.

The palm print was close and collided with Bai Daozi, only for a moment, he seemed to be hit by a brute bull rushing forward, and the whole person immediately flew out, moving straight out of the field, and hit a wall.

Click!

When the sound of disintegration came, the wall behind him actually fell apart, and Bai Daozi fell on all fours!

All this is a long story, but from Bai Daozi's shot to falling to the ground, everything is only twenty breaths!

There was a dead silence in the field.

This result was something they didn't expect.

Rao is the political general and Yu Xiang are also slightly stunned, according to their thoughts, if Meng Qing is invincible, today even if he makes the silver day to death, he will save Meng Qing, but now it seems that they are worried too much!

A soft light suddenly emerged from under Bai Daozi, as if two people had joined forces to lift him up.

The light was like a little elf, walking around Bai Daozi's body from top to bottom, and then, the light lingered, and Bai Daozi's face and injuries instantly recovered.

A tall figure walked into the field.

This person was dressed in white, holding a silver-white scepter, her complexion was as white as snow, and although her cheeks were delicate, she lacked a sense of aura, as if she had remained expressionless for a long time, and she was a little stiff.

Her eyes are blue and her hair is snow-white, just like the woman walking out of the painting.

As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

At the same time, the sound of swallowing saliva one after another also seems to form a unique landscape.

This is exactly Mu Lin.

"Elder Bai, I just left for a while, you did things like this, how do you plan to explain it to me?"

She spoke gently, and although her voice was crisp, it was like ice, and everyone present who heard this couldn't help but feel numb in their scalps.

"If I go back to the little angel, this time I underestimated the enemy, and when I go back, I will ask the high-level to plead guilty." Unexpectedly, Bai Daozi was very humble when he said this.

Meng Qing frowned slightly, in the place where such hypocrites gathered, the rules and order should be strictly observed, if it were not for the status much higher than his own, he would generally not be so groveling.

He looked away, and when he saw the crown on Mu Lin's head, he immediately understood.

"It seems that this Mu Lin's status as a silver white envoy has basically been established, and it seems that the master helped her before." Xiaotai said with a smile.

Mu Lin turned around and looked at Meng Qing coldly:

"What kind of wolf are you?" You have angered me, and if there is a war, I will take off your head to relieve the hatred in my heart.

Meng Qing opened his pupils, this person's breath was completing the true martial arts, but the aura was much stronger than the ordinary extreme true martial arts.

This person is not very old, even if there is silver to promote the massive resources, but it is still very scary to reach this point.

It's a strong enemy.

However, he was not afraid, and said softly:

"Relieve hatred? I think what you said is a bit false, I made Muna ugly, made her lose the qualification to compete with you, and directly made you a little angel, am I not your nobleman? And you still want to do something to me, can it be that the people of the silver and white messengers are so gracious and will take revenge?

Mu Lin's face changed: "Presumptuous, you have bullied the people of my clan, this is an unforgivable crime, I will sacrifice your head to compensate for the great disrespect you have done to my clan!" "

Meng Qing is too lazy to pay attention to this cerebral palsy, fart big strength thinks that he is alone in the world, and dare to call himself?

He walked up to the two politicians and asked seriously

, "My affairs have been handled, when will the grand meeting start?" are all acquaintances, there is no need to talk about the old-fashioned foreplay, right? The

political general smiled and glanced at Yu Xiang, who nodded slightly to him.

He immediately announced:

"The grand event begins!

Please ring! "

Boom!

In several corners of this place, a strong aura suddenly emerged.

It was several figures holding tokens, covered by black cloth and runes, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

This is the figure that appears at the opening of all the events, and few people know their origins, but the ring is put away when the event opens and ends.

No one knows when they will appear and when they will disappear.

The breath of several people rushed into the sky like a pillar of light, and then they took out a token from their sleeve robes, reflecting and connecting with each other, and a crack appeared in the void, and a giant object shrouded in gray aura fell from it.