Technology Cultivation System

"Uncle, Shuyao, quickly retreat outside the barrier."

Meng Changkong roared angrily, and golden knives began to emerge from his body, and the blades of each knives were entwined with a trace of dusty death force.

Seeing Meng Changkong's posture, Futian thought he was going desperate, and wanted to go up to stop him, but was held back by Fu Shuyao.

"Dad, let's listen to Brother Meng and retreat outside the barrier first."

"he……"

Just as Fu Tian was about to say something, he was dragged by Fu Shuyao and ran away. After leaving the yellow barrier, the two stood in place, their eyes full of worry.

Seeing the golden knives beside Meng Changkong, Ye Qing felt a breath of death, and hurriedly shouted: "Quick! Kill him!"

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and rushed towards Meng Changkong, trying to interrupt him.

When the rest of them heard Ye Qing's order, they rushed towards Meng Changkong without any hesitation.

A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Changkong's mouth, he wished that all these people would surround him.

"101!"

"102!"

……

"108!"

This was already Meng Changkong's current limit. Looking at the one hundred and eight pure gold soul chasing knives around him, a tired smile appeared on Meng Changkong's face.

After his soul power was exhausted last time, Meng Changkong used the technology of soul forging to exercise his soul power every day, and now he has entered the middle stage of the Heavenly Soul Realm.

The Soul Chasing Knife this time is much stronger than before, both in quantity and quality.

The closer Ye Qing was to Meng Changkong, the stronger his sense of crisis became, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

At a young age, he has the strength to resist his two-color glazed ball, and his soul power has been cultivated to such an extent that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a generation of genius.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing's footsteps gradually slowed down, and he already had the idea of ​​retreating in his heart.

"kill!"

At this moment, Meng Changkong let out a low cry in this space, and one hundred and eight soul chasing knives broke away from Meng Changkong's body and shot in all directions.

Ye Qing didn't feel well, and his retreating pace suddenly accelerated, but those soul chasing knives rushed after him like tarsal maggots.

"Damn!"

Ye Qing cursed angrily, and secretly regretted not escaping earlier.

Seeing dozens of golden soul-chasing knives stabbing towards him, Ye Qing gritted his teeth, and simply did not dodge, and mobilized the soul power of his whole body to resist.

It's a pity that the people who came with him were smashed into a sieve by dozens of soul-chasing knives before they could even reach Meng Changkong's face.

After a while, several people died in exasperation.

Ye Qing's physical condition was not much better. Although most of the soul chasing knives were blocked, a few of them pierced his body, and the trembling of his soul made him feel so painful.

The force of death that invaded his body made his blood stagnate, and a sense of suffocation came to his heart.

Meng Changkong looked at Ye Qing with a painful expression, held the third-level nuclear sword with his last strength, put his feet on the ground, and jumped directly into the air.

In Meng Changkong's hands, the third-level nuclear sword glowing with coldness was like a life-threatening blade, slashing straight at Ye Qing's head.

Ye Qing looked at Meng Changkong in the air, and couldn't move his feet any more. Just when he fell into the despair of death, a rough voice sounded.

"stop!"

Then a sword appeared and blocked Meng Changkong's sword, saving Ye Qing's life.

"roll!"

The rough voice sounded again, and a majestic force directly lifted Meng Changkong away.

Looking at the surviving Ye Qing, Meng Changkong felt hatred in his heart, almost, almost killed Ye Qing.

He was already unable to balance his body at this time, and he could only feel himself hitting the ground, but the heavy impact did not appear, and landed on a soft place instead.

He raised his hand, and a smiling face appeared in front of him.Fu Shuyao rushed out to catch him at a critical moment.

"Shuyao, I'm sorry, I couldn't kill him."

There was a smile on Fu Shuyao's face, the sockets of his eyes were red, and there were traces of clouds swirling in the sockets.

"Brother Meng, you have done a good job."

Although Meng Changkong still wanted to stay in Fu Shuyao's arms, he still stood up in front of the enemy.

In front of Ye Qing was a white-haired old man, looking at Meng Changkong, his eyes were impassive, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The old man glanced at Ye Qing at his feet, and said calmly: "Leave this place to me, you can go back."

Seeing the old man's appearance, Ye Qing's eyes shone with excitement, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Old Liu, that person killed dozens of members of the Law Enforcement Bureau of mine. If he were to be killed here today, there would be endless troubles."

Liu Pengtian, a deputy director of the Longyu Law Enforcement Bureau, a strong man who has been flying in the fairyland for decades, is also Ye Qing's promoter.

Seeing Ye Qing's embarrassed appearance, Liu Pengtian couldn't help but get angry.

"Get out of here now!"

Ye Qing wanted to say something more when he heard Liu Pengtian's roar, but he held back in the end.

He glanced at Meng Changkong unwillingly, and then ran out of the barrier in desperation.

Seeing Ye Qing leave, Meng Changkong felt a little unwilling.Ye Qing was the one who wanted to kill him, and with some influence, if he was let go today, he would definitely be in trouble in the future.

Thinking in his heart, the third-level nuclear sword in Meng Changkong's hand exploded, pointing directly at Ye Qing's back.

As a result, the third-level nuclear sword was suspended in the air as soon as it flew a few meters away. For the first time, anger appeared in Liu Pengtian's Gujing Wubo's eyes.

"Boy, do you want to kill someone in front of me?"

"Unbelievable!"

Liu Pengtian flicked his fingers, and a golden source qi hit the third-level nuclear sword.The third-level nuclear sword flew towards Meng Changkong uncontrollably.

For a moment, Meng Changkong felt that he was out of control of the third-level nuclear sword. This was the first time since he used the third-level nuclear sword.

Seeing this scene, Fu Shuyao, who was beside Meng Changkong, immediately became nervous. Man Tang Sword and Frost Sword stopped in front of him, ready to strike at any time.

Just when the third-level nuclear sword was about to approach Meng Changkong, a familiar voice came from Meng Changkong's side.

"Peng Tian, ​​why are you getting so angry. We meddling in the fights between the juniors, isn't it a bit bullying the younger?"

At this moment, Meng Changkong felt the third-level nuclear sword again, and hurriedly took it back into his hand.

"teacher!"

Looking at the people around him, Meng Changkong shouted happily.

Fu Shuyao also had a happy smile on her face, "Teacher, you are finally here."

Fu Tian nodded respectfully to Li Tiandao. If you don't know Li Tiandao in Longyu, it's really useless.

Liu Pengtian was not surprised at Li Tiandao's appearance, and snorted coldly, "Old Li, you've been here long ago, right? Why didn't you stop that kid."

The three of Meng Changkong were shocked, they didn't notice Li Tiandao's arrival at all.

Li Tiandao smiled, waved his hands and denied, "Pengtian, you have misunderstood me."

"I just arrived. Really just arrived!"