Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

He quietly followed.

The person's next target is Zibe's room.

He gently uncovered the tile, and also placed a pill on it, and just as he was about to put the brick tile, a soul needle slammed from a distance and stabbed the pill.

A muffled sound came out, and the pill disintegrated into a large piece of powder and raised it, which was like pieces of iron attracted by magnets, all attached to the man.

He stood up with a rub, and when he turned to look at Meng Qing, the latter found that the powder that had been attached actually took the form of a skull!

The man took out a small tower and injected spiritual energy into it, Meng Qing only felt that the space where he was in a radius of more than ten zhang was completely moved, and in a flash of light and shadow, he was taken to a plain.

It's an empty, dead, closed, and closed space.

He looked upwards, there was a barrier in the clouds, the rune shadows were abundant, and a pair of cold and bloodthirsty eyes were staring at him coldly.

"It's kind of interesting, your little tower is very good, I fancy it." Meng Qing said approvingly.

After he discovered this person's small movements, he paid attention to everything around him with his divine spirit, but the small tower could be dragged into this space without him knowingly, which was enough to see its extraordinary.

"Master, you have to be careful, this small tower is mostly an artifact, and it will definitely not be as easy to deal with as it is now." Little Tai Dao.

The queen ant added on the side, claiming that whenever the spatial spirit weapon reached the artifact and higher level, the soul and aura of the living beings entering it would be suppressed every moment, which was very tricky.

That eye snorted coldly, and then disappeared from here.

Rumble!

Almost at the same time, the ground where he was standing suddenly undulated like a wave, and a huge tentacle covered with cold iron color suddenly popped out of it, and various runes lingered above, like a mace dropped by a giant god.

"Is it an instrument spirit? Interesting, I must take this artifact! Meng Qing smiled.

When this tentacle fell, Meng Qing not only did not retreat, but ran forward, and when he approached, the fist sleeve attached to his hand and punched out.

Boom!

If you look down from the top of this space spirit weapon, you will find that the place where one person and one beast are fighting trembles, and then there is a shock wave spreading around!

That tentacle retracted painfully, but did not retreat, while Meng Qing retreated a full dozen feet!

He removed the fist of his right hand, the fist was slightly red, and he was surprised: "Such a strong force, is this the home field advantage?" "

In this space, it is not an exaggeration to say that the spirit is dominant, and its every move represents a certain will of this heaven and earth, such as when punching, the ground in this space will provide a steady stream of increase.

A somewhat immature voice muttered, "You human being is so outrageous, your cultivation is not high, but your strength is surprisingly!" "

Boom!

There was a large area of haze-like gas rising from the ground around here, and the place where the gas passed was originally a little green grass, but when it came into contact with the gas, it actually decayed in a few breaths!

"Hehe, give you some confrontation first, see how you are crazy!" The instrument spirit laughed again, his words full of pride.

"Anti-virus? You can't help me. Meng Qing shook his head and smiled, to be honest, he was a little surprised by the innocent and cute appearance of this instrument spirit.

He held a cave in the sky, and the shrugging chicken brother was forced to open, and shouted:

"Why me again?!"

"Those who can work harder! Come on, subdue this little artifact spirit, and there will be a reward for turning back! Meng Qing said.

Brother Chicken flapped his wings, flew upward, and said with disdain to the tentacles hiding in the shadows: "See unscrupulous ghost things, make these disgusting garbage smells all day, see how I clean you up!" "

Si Chenlie Divine Light!"

Meng Qing consciously closed his eyes and changed to see things with his divine soul, as if a sun was rising in front of him, and the smog gas in front of him was like a morning mist, and the evil everywhere the sun went completely retreated.

The spirit shrieked, "What is this? Can you disperse my poisonous mist?

Meng Qing found the tentacles, and Feihong's wings fluttered slightly, and he immediately shot out.

"True Demon Town Heavenly Fist!"

A punch blasted out, and the pitch-black aura mixed with rune bombardment, hit the tentacle.

"Ground shield!"

The tentacles receded, and the layer of earth in front of him rushed towards the center, enclosing a thick and solid wall, while the tentacles and walls continued to deepen.

The fist mark collided with the wall, and it only took a few breaths to disintegrate, but the tentacle could control the entire secret realm, and finally escaped the blow.

Meng Qing looked back, and there was an extremely deep ravine where Fang Cai's fist collided with the wall, which was indescribably terrifying.

"You forced me, as an instrument spirit, I can't help you as a little human being?" The tentacle was angry, gradually changing color, from the original cold iron color to crimson, and the suction cup above also continued to extend, as if it had become a spike.

Whoosh!

The surrounding realm bent, Meng Qing's body was suspended in the air, and a wall of earth stained with spikes squeezed forward in each of the four directions around him.

"You go deal with that spirit, and I'll do the rest!" Brother Chicken said to Meng Qing very boldly.

He nodded, put on his fist holster and flew forward, just when the six-sided space wanted to contract, the chicken brother's eyes on the periphery closed:

"Si Chen phase!"

He and Meng Qing swapped positions.

Xiao Tai shouted in the cave sky: "My grass chicken brother can, now I have comprehended this trick?" Legend has it that this is one of the supreme masters of the Sichen Lie God Clan! If you cultivate to the point of Dacheng, you can swap positions even if you are separated by several realms!

Meng Qing nodded, but now he couldn't care about anything else, and urged Feihong wings with all his strength, jumping out like a meteor.

That spirit was obviously frightened, it couldn't understand why Meng Qingfang was still trapped in the six-sided space, but now he came to it?

Without having time to think about it, it retreated again, wanting to trap Meng Qing with a hexahedron again, so it repeated the technique!

"You think I'll fall into the same pit twice more?" Meng Qing was disdainful, and when he saw the hexahedron that was surging again to trap him, he actually put away the spiritual energy in his hand, and turned his eyebrows to shine, running the true soul!

"It's cold tomorrow!"

The golden-clothed Meng Qing appeared, and with a long roar, the moment this divine soul martial art was released, it was as if a butterfly with a brilliant luster flew out!

The light and shadow swirled forward, looking like a spiral with an awl from a distance.

A space facing the light and shadow disintegrated in an instant.

The light and shadow strangled forward, and the power exuded was terrifying that it was difficult to see directly, and the spirit was horrified, almost screaming:

"How is this possible? How can you be a true soul? "

But no one can answer its questions.

It used all its strength, and even pumped all the spiritual energy in the entire space spirit weapon to resist, but in front of that light and shadow, it was like paper paste, and it disintegrated after resisting several breaths.

"The host saved me!!"

The tentacle was constantly shrinking under the pressure of light and shadow, and it could be killed at any time, and it panicked and called for help.

"Don't work in vain, I have already sealed this place with my divine soul, even if your master notices the movement, all he sees is a fog." Meng Qingdao.