Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

After a blaze of incense, Meng Qing walked out of the valley ahead of schedule.

Looking at the time of more than three days, Meng Qing sighed softly.

"When can I get rid of this poor life."

He felt his spirit, but found that there was a lot of growth compared to when he first entered the valley.

"I heard that those who have just entered Phantom Island have the most benefits, and after that, they are a little worse, it seems that I have not eaten all this dividend at the moment." He pondered for a moment and entered the valley again, this time, he had cultivated two hours of incense.

There are a little more than two days left in the time figure overhead.

He released his divine soul to the maximum, and there was no one in sight.

He ran along the place where the aura was strong.

What made Meng Qing happy was that exploring around the phantom island, although there were differences in the concentration of soul power, the time consumption did not increase or decrease.

He often passed some mountain ranges, among which the soul power was thick and almost vibrant.

As soon as the soul power was swept, a strong barrier emerged, like a big hand, blocking his soul power from the periphery.

Meng Qing secretly smacked his tongue: "It seems that these places are also the land of crouching tigers, hidden dragons, cultivation has not reached the true soul, and they can't even occupy the territory." "

After walking around for half an hour, he found nothing.

A figure quickly shuttling across the flat ground caught his eye.

The man had one hour left in his time, and his movements were hurried, as if a terrifying beast was chasing him in the rear.

Meng Qing stopped him, and the man hurriedly took a few steps back: "I'm just an hour, please don't take away my time..." "Don't

be nervous, I just want to ask you about something." Meng Qing swiped his wrist, and he gave the figure an hour to solidify his body.

The man said gratefully: "Thank you, really thank you!"

Meng Qing waved his hand: "I want to ask where there are many people here?" I haven't been on Phantom Island yet, but I haven't seen anyone yet.

The man quickly explained: "If it's just for the sake of a large number of people, just go north from here, about half a day away, if you want to cultivate, it's best to go to some mountains and other places, where the soul power is relatively strong, the taller the mountain range, the more so."

He claimed that most of these mountains today are occupied by strong people, and some of them are not strong but want to cultivate through this can spend part of their time cultivating at the foot of those mountain ranges.

Of course, if you are confident enough to challenge the master who occupies the mountain, the winner can claim it for himself.

"There are a total of three hundred and seventy-six nameless mountains in Phantom Island, and there are a total of one hundred and eight ranked mountains, of which the highest ranking mountain range is the upper mountain, from the top to the top thirty-six, and the slightly lower mountain has seventy-two, from the bottom to the lower seventy-two." The man introduced again.

Meng Qing nodded his thanks.

"Then is there any difference between the aura of this mountain range and the valley? I once entered a valley to practice, and the soul power there was also very strong. Standing

up to this, the man suddenly looked like a ghost, his face was strange, but thinking of Meng Qing's first time here, he tentatively asked: "Have you heard others say that it can be like this?"

Meng Qing didn't know what to do and nodded.

The man smiled bitterly, "Those valleys... Well, it can't be said that it's useless, but it's all aimed at those who are not bad at time, and the soul power in it is exchanged for time at the cost of time! But if you occupy those mountains, even if you don't spend time, you can enjoy the same soul power or even richer than the valley! Meng

Qing's face was complicated, good fellow, if he met that person again, he would have to unload him into eight pieces!

The two said goodbye, Meng Qing looked at the man's distant back, thought about throwing out a light mass again, and the man's time increased by another hour.

The man's body was shocked, and when he was about to turn around to thank him, Meng Qing had already walked out for a hundred zhang.

"After all, it is full of dry goods, and it is worth paying some time, after all, you can't take other people's things for nothing." Meng Qing said to himself, all for psychological comfort.

Half a day later, he saw mountains scattered like stars.

These mountains are staggered from each other, and the distance between them is directly related to their size, and the taller the mountains, the greater the gap between them and the others.

He unleashed his soul power to the extreme, jumped forward, and took in the view of all the nearby mountains.

Meng Qing saw that on the largest mountain ranges, the soul power there was even so thick that it almost crystallized!

The very peaks of those mountains were even covered with a layer of solidified golden substance.

"If you can cultivate there, won't you also be able to achieve twice the effect with half the effort? Sure enough, the passage of time and poverty between the strong and the rich are different. Meng Qing's heart was moved.

As he approached, many people who were cultivating in the middle opened their eyes and looked at him.

At a glance, people who cultivate here have been practicing here for at least a month, and people like him who only have more than two days are actually rare.

The weakest here also have a divine soul perfection, and as for true souls, it is not an exaggeration to describe them everywhere.

"It's really a gathering of strong people." Meng Qingxin said.

It was a big circle, like a patchwork of cities.

Many sat cross-legged on futons, while others simply sat on the floor.

Meng Qing looked up into the distance, the mountain closest to him was not ranked, but it was huge.

Just as he was about to enter the big circle, a person rubbed his feet and got up:

"Stop!"

Meng Qing looked up and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" "

It was a woman, with a tall skeleton, although thin, but she looked very strong, her face was slightly divided, her lips were very thin, and she felt bad just by looking at it.

"According to the regulations, people who enter here for the first time have to pay one day to their seniors as an add-on, this time it is my turn, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I feel unsteady in my heart after less than a month." The woman said softly.

Meng Qing wrote lightly: "I have been here before. He

turned and left.

Some people laughed, and some of the people who were cultivating laughed: "Oh, this new young man is not going to give you face, how do you plan to clean up this new little brother?"

The woman's face suddenly became cold.

She took a step to stop Meng Qing's body, and said coldly: "You don't listen to good words, you have to do it, don't you?" She

punched forward, and this time it was full strength, and in an instant, the fluctuations that belonged to the newcomer true soul were blatantly released!

Meng Qing's brows furrowed, he took a step back, gently squeezed the woman's fallen hand, pulled forward, and cut off one of the woman's arms with a slight slash.

He pinched it, and the time above Meng Qing's head surged, instantly adding five days!

This sudden change made everyone stunned.

Meng Qing was quite intoxicated: "Well, not bad, this time I should be able to cultivate here for a long time, right?" The

woman's arm quickly recovered, but her body was slightly illusory, and looking at the few days less time above her head, she screamed: "I'm going to kill you!" "