Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

In fact, with Meng Zhao's broad mind and vision, he shouldn't have killed his subordinates with such enthusiasm when he was about to meet Qian Jiao, causing even greater suspicion and adding a third degree of crisis to the trip.

Even if you give him a small punishment and spare his life, it's not impossible.

But not long ago, he was enveloped in a life and death crisis, his heart was frightened, and his spirit had not yet returned to peace.

Yu Huashen, as well as the Beitang royal family he represented behind him, put great pressure on him, making him uneasy. After being stimulated by this person who did not know life and death, he showed his ferocious and ferocious look, and the evil dragon loves people.

The dead man, already in tatters, was thrown away by Meng Zhao into the weeds beside the stone road. The remaining man also swallowed in disappointment, sweating on his forehead, and he was shocked and shocked. He was so scared that he took a few steps back, not even daring to look at Meng Zhao.

In the past, their brothers and sisters, relying on their good martial arts skills and backgrounds, committed many crimes and killed many people. One day, the clinker also became the prey in the eyes of others. It can be said that the cycle of nature and retribution is not good.

In particular, this man's fierce and evil aura made it almost difficult for him to breathe. His aura was so strong that it was rare in his life and could not be compared to other innates. He naturally lowered his eyebrows in a submissive manner.

Meng Zhao did not continue to attack the remaining person, but stared at him with blazing eyes and said,

"Take me to see Qianjiao and Yao Shun."

It's not sincerity or discussion, but an order. Now he is very angry. If this person doesn't know how to praise, he doesn't care about killing one more person.

"Yes, yes, distinguished guest, please come with me."

Meng Zhao's words almost scared the man to the point of peeing in his pants, and his soul almost flew out. He hunched over and shrank back, looking like a quail, leading the way with his butt between his legs.

Liang Muchiu and others followed behind, a little worried, and sent a message to Meng Zhao into the secret passage.

"Meng Zhao, you killed Qianjiao's disciple so wantonly and offended this person. If you want to cooperate with this person according to the original plan, wouldn't it be a big obstacle?"

Under Meng Zhao, Liang Muqiu had the highest martial arts skills and was also ambiguous. Meng Zhao would also selectively tell her about some things that she knew, which naturally included some conflicts between Qianjiao and him, and even those he wanted to take advantage of. All thoughts were expressed together.

Although Qian Jiao is strong, he still has Demon Lord Hall, a major evil sect behind him, so he is by no means easy to deal with.

However, he has hidden dangers in his martial arts and physical problems. He needs dragon blood to make up for the shortcomings in his foundation. Otherwise, not only will his cultivation be difficult to improve, but his lifespan will also be shortened. This is absolutely intolerable for a selfish old demon. .

That's why this guy didn't hesitate to offend Huolongdong, but also planned to capture Tang Linger.

However, Meng Zhao himself has a powerful force. At the same time, Xiaojiu, the young dragon, is also his pet. He has the conditions to control a thousand dragons. How can he not be tempted?

From Liang Muqiu's point of view, even if Meng Zhao really had a chance, he would still have to talk things over easily. After all, that man was a strong man of the older generation. His methods were ruthless and bloody, and he was ruthless. If he used both kindness and power, force and softness, over-forcing might be counterproductive.

Meng Zhao was different from what she thought, and replied calmly,

"Don't worry, I'm prepared. This man is vicious. If he doesn't show some cruel methods, he will be looked down upon. You only need to protect my safety later, and I will handle the rest."

It seems that this kind of evil demon Taoist boss who has not very good character, even bad character, plays with him to show kindness and sincerity, and turns himself into a humble gentleman, like a jade sage, which is completely playing the piano to a cow.

People are not reasonable people, but you insist on being pretentious, which will make others look down on you.

It would be better to show off his strength, show off his ferocious muscles, make him avoid being arrogant, or even frighten and intimidate others, or he might still be able to achieve what he wants, especially since he is stronger than others and has control over others, which makes him more calm.

Liang Muchiu knew that Meng Zhao was determined, so he could only secretly be vigilant and beware of possible overt and covert attacks.

Not long after, several people were led out of the gravel path and came to the end of the narrow canyon. Their eyes were all covered in darkness, as if they were ghosts coming from the human world.

It is blocked by natural rock walls, making it difficult for the sun to shine in. Although there are huge trees growing tall and thick, the trees are of rare varieties and strange shapes. The branches are like human hands, the leaves are like human faces, and the old bark is full of ravines. Thousands of layers, a dark and cold energy came out.

Looking above the ground, the black soil oozes dark red, and the smell of earth is mixed with the smell of blood, exuding a rotten smell.

There were about ten warriors holding weapons, divided into two teams, standing in a terrifying environment. In addition, one man was tied to a giant tree with a hard rope three fingers thick. His body was covered with scars and blood stains. He had obviously been beaten. Beaten and tortured.

Not far from this giant tree, huge rocks and thick solid wood were stacked to form a slightly rough and simple pavilion. The shape was not good-looking, but there was a person sitting cross-legged inside, waving from time to time. The long snake-like vine whip in his hand whipped the man who was tied to the giant tree.

Meng Zhao's eyes were as bright as a torch and he had a keen eye, and he could see clearly the true and false nature of these people at a glance.

The ten warriors lined up on the left and right are all full of energy, and when the spirit energy is concentrated, their kung fu is superb. At worst, they are all acquired skills. The strongest person should have already entered the innate world, and his energy is still very high and unpredictable. , should be the number one innate powerhouse under Qianjiao that Lu Haochun mentioned, Pastoral Ge.

Mu Ge is about thirty years old, has never grown a beard, and has a smooth white face. Although his facial features are ordinary, there is an air that is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. The clear and pure air overflows, standing among them, like a mushroom or an orchid, standing out among the chickens.

Thinking about it, although he is a subordinate of the devil, what he has learned is the authentic superior method, and he does not have the obvious evil thoughts of others. He is either very good at disguising himself, or he cultivates his mind and character, and knows how to restrain himself.

Meng Zhao was very familiar with the miserable man who was tied to the strange tree. It was Yao Shun who had been captured by him earlier and had surrendered to him after some training.

Ben was also a very outstanding and good-looking young man. At this time, his face was scratched with large and small scars using sharp instruments, and it was beyond recognition.

There are very few intact parts of his body. If you look carefully, you can see that his arms and legs have been chopped off at some point. Someone just used the branches of the strange tree and inserted them into his missing limbs. Above that, he looks like a complete person.

But in essence, he has become a monster that is worse than dead.

Finally, there was an old man sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, with white hair and a long beard that fell to his chest.

His face was ugly, and his vicious eyes were like vipers.

There was a long scar on the right side of his forehead, and he kept swearing harsh words. He was beating Yao Shun, who was tortured and was not human, and he was cursing him endlessly.

Judging from his method of wielding the whip, he is agile and clever, and his whip is as powerful as a dragon. He is much more accomplished than Lu Le, and his aura is also extremely vicious. It seems that he is the target of Meng Zhao's trip, the ninth elder of the Demon Lord Palace, Qianjiao. .