Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao only thought about it for a moment and understood what Zhao Ruling meant. He nodded and agreed, his eyes catching traces and falling on Long Feng.

According to what Ao Bing said, Long Feng was not a quiet person. Even before Ao Bing, Meng Zhao could sense that Long Feng had some kind of plot against him, but at that time, due to the relationship between Beijun and Sifang City, he did not take action.

This opportunity is rare. Perhaps, not only should the two strong men of the Lieyang God Clan be kept, but Long Feng should not be released back to the Dragon Clan.

With a thought, Meng Zhao used the power of his soul to connect with Ao Bing in the Crystal Palace and whispered to him!

In the Crystal Palace, there were more than a dozen beautiful women gathered together, trembling. Outside the Crystal Palace, the powerful strength and momentum of a group of celestial beings made them feel endless despair.

Only Ao Bing, with a cold jade face and holding a hidden sword, had a spirit of preferring to die in glory rather than live in disgrace.

Among all the women, she has the highest cultivation level, and with the power of her bloodline, she is the strongest in the Crystal Palace now.

After hearing the voice transmission from Meng Zhao's soul, Ao Bing was surprised for a moment, and then there was some confusion and hesitation in his eyes.

He glanced at the many women gathered together with the corner of his eye, and felt a trace of compassion, and finally reached a consensus with Meng Zhao.

The charming woman who advised Long Feng that day to invite Ao Bing to the Crystal Palace, at this time, felt a cold murderous intent and shuddered involuntarily, but she only thought it was brought by the aftermath of the battle between heaven and man outside, and she didn't know that the crisis existed in the Crystal Palace.

This woman still had a glimmer of hope in her heart. She and others were just a group of women with low strength, serving men with their beauty. Even if Long Feng failed, the men of the Lieyang God Clan might not necessarily kill them.

Ao Bing, wasn't it because they were favored by them and wanted to take her back to have children?

Although they are not as naive as Ao Bing, they are still beauties. If they are willing to lose face, they may be able to escape.

As for the guilt of betraying Long Feng, sorry, no, it is nothing more than for survival. Who let Long Feng not be able to protect them?/

Outside the Crystal Palace, the war has already begun.

Although Bei Jun's soul was seriously injured, he has the power of the secret treasure provided by Qian Qianjie, and finally maintained his combat power without weakening. After many battles, there may be some hidden dangers, but it does not affect the current action.

He picked the man of the Lieyang God Clan who was holding the Giant Hammer and who had tested him at the beginning.

Mainly, Bei Jun was a little scared of the man with the gun. The opponent's offensive was too weird, without any waves, and directly aimed at the soul, almost killing him. Bei Jun did not want to die unclearly.

On the contrary, the man holding the Giant Hammer was indeed strong, but Qian Qianjie could at least ensure that he could maintain an undefeated trend.

Therefore, he took the initiative to find the other party.

Both of them were powerful celestial beings. At this time, they unfolded the celestial realm, controlled the power of celestial beings, displayed magical secrets, combat skills and martial arts, and fought for life and death.

The thousands of knots spread out from Bei Jun's index finger were flexibly used by him at this time. He performed the moves of chopping, sweeping, stabbing, pulling, wrapping, wrapping, stirring, etc., which seemed simple, but in fact they were all tricks of great skill. Moreover, every move and every style carried a cold and fierce force that could freeze everything.

In contrast, the man holding the giant hammer was not much inferior, and his combat skills were no less skilled than Bei Jun.

The giant hammer in his hand was huge and heavy, but when he swung it in his hand, it was as flexible and light as an embroidery needle. It was the state of lifting heavy objects with ease. The moves were also very simple. Smash, smash, and smash. Occasionally, he would block Bei Jun's Qianqianjie and immediately fight back. It can be said that he brought the characteristics of the hammer into full play.

The two fought, and the fight was no different from ordinary acquired warriors. They fought with clanging.

The difference was that every move and every style of the two people's fight had the power of overwhelming mountains and seas. With a hammer, a small mountain could be smashed and melted, and a line could be swept over, and a river could be cut off and frozen!

The reason for this result is actually related to the ability of Qianqianjie.

The man of the Fiery Sun God Clan knew that if he used ordinary magical powers to fight Bei Jun, it would be impossible to break Qian Qian Jie's defense. Instead, it would be better to use martial arts to break the opponent, or use the ultimate magical power to win at the critical moment.

The most important point is that the man of the Fiery Sun God Clan knew that Bei Jun was injured by his soul. Even if he used secret methods to maintain his combat power for a short time, his durability was obviously not as good as his. Therefore, this way of fighting with martial arts skills was greatly beneficial to him.

Bei Jun did not want to fight in a different way, but he had already tested it before. The blood of the Fiery Sun God Clan was extremely powerful, and the use of the power of the sun was even more extreme. His own ice magical power was not enough to match the opponent.

If he rashly attacked with magical powers, he would tie his own hands and feet and create opportunities for the opponent.

Therefore, Bei Jun took advantage of the situation and fought with the opponent with Qian Qian Jie as the main force.

With his years of practice and the magic of Qianqianjie, even if he can't defeat the opponent, he won't be defeated by the opponent.

The two people here are in a stalemate. Meng Zhao has not figured out the trump card of the man with the giant hammer for the time being, so he just lets it go.

On the other side, the man holding the seven-colored divine spear and Zhao Ruling are in a brilliant and tit-for-tat confrontation.

Before Zhao Ruling made his move, he smiled and said,

"Is the God-killing Spear in your hand?"

The God-killing Spear is the supreme artifact in the palm of a top demon god in ancient times. It has unparalleled power and can kill gods and demons, making it invincible.

Later, some people imitated the God-killing Spear and forged many similar treasures.

With Zhao Ruling's vision, he could clearly see that the man was holding a divine spear, which was somewhat similar to the rumored God-killing Spear.

Of course, it is not the supreme artifact of the ancient demon god, it should be a secondary derivative treasure, a counterfeit, or a fake.

But even if it is a counterfeit, it still has extraordinary characteristics and divine power.

Previously, Beijun was hit by that spear and was injured by his soul. In addition to this man's mysterious and magical powers, the power of this divine spear was also indispensable.

The man from the Lieyang God Clan held up the seven-colored divine spear in his hand, and his eyes fell on the gun body gently, lingeringly, as if looking at his own muse, full of piety.

He said slowly,

"Good knowledge. This is a seven-color god-killing spear. It is made by the ancestors of our clan and is made of the divine rainbow from the sky. It is divine and wonderful. Compared with the so-called divine weapons, it is even better than the so-called divine weapons. It is exactly the one of my generation. The proud weapon.

Since the advent of this gun, although it has killed lives, it has never been stained with blood.

You can be considered a strong man. Today, use your blood to fire my God-killing Spear! "(End of chapter)