Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

Meng Qing smiled.

He turned the Qiankun bag over, and all the contents in it fell, and then said:

"As a subordinate of Blood Yi, there is only one way to die without the nourishment of Blood Flute, so you must carry this thing with you, do you want to prove your innocence?" Show your bags!

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many elders suddenly changed, and one person even reprimanded:

"Presumptuous, as an elder, how can you say that the search will be searched?" Where does this make me wait for the face? Someone

moved, turned the bag over, and placed it in everyone's sight.

Some people were dissatisfied, but when they saw the man, they immediately panicked

: "Lord City Lord, you..."

Meng Xuantian finished showing, slowly put it away, and then said:

"This city lord believes Meng Qing's judgment, if you want to prove your innocence, just do it, after all, this city lord also wants to see what is in your Qiankun bag."

Meng Xuantong pointed to the beast tide that was about to move again, clenched his fists and said

, "City Lord, shouldn't we be united with the outside world right now?" Behind us are the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Mengcheng!

"Are you worried about the beast tide? This is easy to do! Meng Qing smiled and winked at the queen ant.

The purple light around the queen ant shone brightly, like a round of purple sun rising in the air, and in an instant, the coercive pressure fell like a mountain falling, making it difficult for everyone present to breathe!

The spirit beasts outside the city sensed the danger and frantically retreated towards the rear, and some of the low-level spirit beasts that did not have time to escape were all crushed, and some were even vigorously pressed into the soil!

The beast tide retreated sharply and reached beyond Mengcheng Baizhang.

Some high-level spirit beasts were roaring in a low voice, as if they were in a dilemma.

"Now, do you have any concerns? Can your Qiankun bag make me wait for the palm of my hand? Meng Qing's words were relaxed.

Meng Xuantong's side, no one moved, their eyes were on the former, waiting for orders.

Meng Xuantian's expression became sharp, and at the same time, the aura that belonged to the peak of the Primordial Origin was released, like a mountain crushing downward, which was extremely terrifying.

Soon, some elders compromised and revealed their bags.

Someone lit up one after another, and as the number of people showed increased, Meng Xuantian's face improved a little, and so far, no blood flute was found.

Sou!

An elder suddenly cast his body technique, using his aura to shoot into the distance, and with the scream of a bird of prey, he flew out more than ten zhang in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Want to run? No way! Meng Xuantian stretched out his hands, his right hand lingering with spiritual energy, and pointed upwards.

A lion roar spread, and at the same time, a crimson phantom rushed forward, like a fireball rising from the ground, smashing straight forward, accurately hitting the phantom that was constantly fleeing.

The phantom went and returned, it was a lion with red hair, like a flame constantly burning.

Yan Lion, Meng Xuantian's beast!

The moment the elder's Qiankun bag was opened, a blood flute landed crisply on the ground.

Swish!

Once again, some elders moved, all those who had not shown their Qiankun bag before.

But their route was not to escape, but to split into two waves, rushing towards Meng Xuantian and Meng Qing respectively!

For a time, the beasts here roared to the sky, and the powerful aura that bloomed one after another bloomed one after another, and the soldiers with lower cultivation even had to close their eyes to resist that coercion.

The corners of Meng Qing's mouth rose, and he raised his hand and said lightly: "

Golden armor shield!"

A shield emerged, enveloping him like a barrier.

The strength of those elders who attacked him was at the peak of blood refining or even higher, and Meng Qing suddenly jumped up when he thought that his spiritual energy base was even richer than ordinary people.

But before he could make a move, Meng Xuantian killed, bathed in flames all around, and the Yan Lion roared, beheading all those elders!

When Meng Qing saw his father's blood-red eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

In the past year or so, no matter what small actions these elders made in private, he had never seen Meng Xuantian so angry!

Coming back to his senses, all those elders were killed, and in their Qiankun bags, there were all blood flutes without exception!

At this time, only Meng Xuantong remained on the city tower without revealing his Qiankun bag.

Seeing Meng Qing's eyes looking at him, Meng Xuantong sighed helplessly and lit up his Qiankun bag.

In addition to the large number of cultivation resources and various elixirs, there are a large number of daily necessities, and there is no blood flute.

Meng Xuantian was visibly relieved.

"Now you trust me, right? Of course, since Meng Qing has the ability to resist this beast tide, it is naturally better!

In fact, I also find it incredible, these people say that they get along with me day and night, but I didn't expect that they were this kind of people, and they really failed my cultivation of them on weekdays! Meng Xuantong's expression was also not good-looking.

The former looked a little embarrassed, and at a certain moment, he really suspected his brother.

Just as the latter was about to leave, Meng Qing applauded on the side:

"I really didn't expect that as the Great Elder of Meng Cheng, not only is his strength excellent, but his acting skills are even first-class, and he almost deceived me."

Meng Xuantong's face immediately changed and asked

, "Meng Qing, what do you mean?" Do you have to show you that I have to die to believe me?

Meng Qing smiled and said slowly:

"Blood Yi can completely control those dispensable existences with the blood flute, but for real henchmen, there are naturally other arrangements, after all, it is much more difficult for a henchman to cultivate than those miscellaneous fish."

Meng Xuantong immediately changed his face, subconsciously took a few steps back, seemed to notice his gaffe, coughed twice, and then said:

"What do you want to say?" As the Great Elder of Mengcheng, I grew up with the city lord since I was a child, how could I become a confidant of thieves such as Blood Yi?

Meng Qing shook his head gently:

"It's not up to you."

As soon as he raised his hand, the ant queen stepped forward, his tentacles flickered, and purple light emanated, like a long whip binding Meng Xuantong.

Meng Qing stepped forward, his palm shook slightly, and purple light suddenly appeared on the tentacles of the queen ant, and Meng Xuantong's face changed.

He changed from initial indifference to panic, as if foreseeing something terrifying.

"Big brother, save..."

Before he could even say the words begging for mercy, his body suddenly stiffened.

Sou!

A white afterimage struck, pointing directly at Meng Qing's neck, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

The queen ant screamed, purple light shot out, and the white afterimage was bombarded, and fell to the ground without breath.

This is a snow-white fox, a heavenly spirit fox, Meng Xuantong's beast, it senses that Meng Xuantong is about to suffer a life and death crisis, so it fights hard, but it is only a third-order spirit beast that is just a pebble hitting a stone in front of the queen ant.

Meng Xuantong's skin surged with a large amount of blood red, and immediately after, a terrifying bloody aura was released, which was even more than the previous blood flute!

Meng Qing did not spare his hand and let the ant queen kill him.

There was silence!

No one expected that the Great Elder Mengcheng was actually a henchman of evil cultivators such as Blood Yi!

And thinking of this time the beast tide and those elders who were also killed, Rao Meng Xuantian's back was also soaked in cold sweat.

Just as they looked at Meng Qing with gratitude, they found that the latter was slow and methodical, taking all the things that had been killed by the elders.

These people have been in high positions in Meng City for many years, and their accumulation is naturally rich, and this is what Meng Qing needs most at the moment.

Meng Xuantian opened his mouth and acquiesced to this behavior.

Meng Qing quickly packed up, but then made a move that everyone present did not expect.

He jumped directly off the city tower.

Meng Xuantian said anxiously:

"Qing'er, you are..." "

The beast tide has not dispersed, the crisis has not been lifted, the person who caused this beast tide is behind these spirit beasts, I will go and find them out!" Meng Qing's face turned cold.

Meng Xuantian was about to continue saying something, but when he saw the queen ant, he subconsciously closed his mouth.

Even if it was him, I am afraid that following up now would only help Meng Qing!