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"Alas. ”

A soft sigh sounded in a courtyard in the Tang capital of the Tang Kingdom.

Prophet Meng's expression was a little old, and the corners of his mouth were pursed with bitterness.

Beside him, there stood a group of middle-aged men and women who were rich and majestic, all of whom were members of the Meng family.

After thirteen years of development.

The Meng family occupies almost forty percent of the power in the Eastern Continent Alliance State.

Any one of them, when brought to the outside world, is a monstrous figure who makes a gesture and influences the economy and politics.

The eldest son of the prophet Meng Yan's eyelids trembled, his face turned red, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be able to scorch the air.

"Father, who the hell is it, who killed Dazhi!" the eldest son, Meng Wupi, shouted sadly.

"He must be made to pay!"

A middle-aged woman with a gloomy face and angry eyebrows spoke lightly.

She is the only daughter of the prophet Meng, Meng Wuwei.

Prophet Meng closed his eyes: "I killed it." ”

The Mon courtyard was silent.

All the high-ranking members of the Meng tribe turned into stone sculptures, their faces full of horror and disbelief.

The prophet Meng spoke again: "I made an unforgivable mistake and almost harmed Li Fangcheng's family. ”

"Even so, Li Fangcheng hasn't returned for eight years, you-" Meng Wupi suppressed his anger as if questioning.

"He's back. Prophet Meng's voice was low.

"Myth, return. Prophet Meng repeated it again.

"Giggles!"

Meng Wupi seemed to be choked by the throat, suffocating and making a trill.

The prestige of the mythical Li Fangcheng, they are naturally like thunder, slashing the cracks in the land with one sword, killing visitors from outside the universe, and going to practice beyond the starry sky.

Anything is incredible.

If you talk about the Meng family, among the most reluctant people on Blue Star, there must be Li Fangcheng and his family.

Meng Wupi couldn't believe it:

"Father, we and Li Fangcheng's family are all respectful and distant. How could it be possible to endanger the lives of his family, is there something wrong with it?"

The other Meng people also bowed their heads slightly.

Accustomed to being high, it is impossible for them to lower their posture and socialize with ordinary civilians like Li Mingming.

Li Mingming, Yu Rui, and Li Xu, although they are god-of-war powerhouses, do not have political and economic acumen at all.

At their roots, they are still civilians.

It's just because they are Li Fangcheng's family that they have a weighty status.

Prophet Meng still closed his eyes: "This matter, this is over, there is no need to ask." ”

The matter of spiritual resources, Prophet Meng did not want to explain.

If he hadn't overestimated his grandson Meng Dazhi's mind and given him cultivation resources, he wouldn't have caused what he is doing now.

Meng Wuwei frowned slightly, her eyes flickered, and the clansmen who were angry before were also silent and stopped talking.

Meng Wupi's face was blue and red, and he said with difficulty:

"Father, Da Zhi is your own grandson, the future pillar of our Meng family, we can't help but avenge this revenge!"

"That's Li Fangcheng, how can you report it?" Meng Wuwei was weak and said in a low voice.

The people of the Meng tribe had a hint of grief and indignation on their faces.

In the outside world, they cover the sky with one hand, and their words are decrees.

In the Tang Kingdom, they held temples high and overlooked the common people.

In the Alliance, they have all the power and are above all people.

And now, a civilian dares to persecute and oppress the Meng people and kill Meng Dazhi.

Meng Wupi's face turned cold: "Father, no matter how strong a person's force is, can he be able to defeat a country?"

"The Alliance has seven starry sky people, more than 100 planet-level people, and it also has the means of economic restraint, moral suppression, and political oppression, so why be afraid of that Li Fangcheng?"

Prophet Meng He laughed, his expression strange.

He opened his eyes, glanced around, and saw the sad and indignant expressions of the clansmen, his heart sank fiercely, and he couldn't help but shake his head and reprimand:

"Stupid, naïve! Thirteen years of peace and ease have made you lose yourself in power, too ignorant!"

"Thirteen years ago, that white-haired immortal destroyed the Southern Continent and the Western Continent, and mankind was on the verge of extinction! It was Li Fangcheng who stepped forward! It was Li Fangcheng's great achievements!"

"Without Li Fangcheng! The current alliance and the Tang Kingdom would not exist at all! You would not stand here and boast of being high! A group of ants! Ignorant yelling! How stupid!"

A statement by the Prophet Meng.

The faces of the Meng clan turned red, and a certain majestic and Ling Ran temperament disappeared.

They suddenly understood that an individual who was strong enough to be a so-called commoner could slaughter what they considered to be a high group of people who could not be blasphemed.

Suddenly—

The dark and starry sky over the Tang Kingdom gradually changed.

White!

White! White!

All the sky turned white, and the brightness was about 8,000 degrees, which was a bit dazzling and numb, and I didn't know what was happening.

The Meng clan's face was blank.

"After the professor's analysis, it is due to the change of some molecular structure reorganization in the blue star gas layer, so you don't need to worry. Meng Wuwei glanced at the sky and said nonchalantly.

Scholars, experts, professors.

A professor who has reached the pinnacle of knowledge is the unquestionable knowledge base of Bluestar, and there can be no error in judgment.

Meng Wupi also nodded: "Professor Lu has also studied, and according to analysis, it may be a manifestation of the concentration of particles in heaven and earth. ”

"Great!"

"Doesn't that mean that it will be easier for us to cultivate!" The people of the Meng clan let out a cry of surprise one after another, and some of the gloom faded.

But.

Meng's pillar, the prophet Meng, was shocked, his eyes flashed with horror and shock, and he stood up suddenly.

Stop and look up into the sky.

Mood fluctuations lead to vicissitudes.

"Li Fangcheng's handwriting is big enough, big enough. ”

Prophet Meng sighed and shook his head, his voice full of shock.

"What, father, what are you talking about?" Meng Wupi asked in a trembling voice.

Many people of the Meng clan were also excited, and they were shocked: "Impossible!"

"How can the power of one person change the heavens?"

"That's a magical celestial phenomenon with a diameter of more than 8,000 kilometers, how could Li Fangcheng do it? Could it be that he has a high technology that is hundreds of years ahead of Blue Star!?"

Talk.

Can't believe it.

Meng Wuwei's voice was cold, and she made a final decision: "It must be that Li Fangcheng, the high-level science and technology brought back from outside the starry sky." ”

At this very moment.

High in the sky, the white light transforms, and the luminosity gradually weakens, no longer dazzling.

The dark starry sky is exposed, and a line of magnificent fonts announces the blue star.

The sinner Luo language, punish its nine clans.

Eight words, eight vast and magnificent blue star fonts, elegant and handsome, like a pen walking dragon snake, containing the majesty of Ling Ran.

"I, my God!" Meng Wuwei's eyelids twitched, and her body couldn't stop softening.

The other members of the Meng clan were also shocked and at a loss.

The prophet Meng Shisheng expounded the astonishing facts: "Li Fangcheng's cultivation is already earth-shattering, perhaps he has reached or even surpassed the legendary celestial realm. ”

Poof.

Poof.

The people of the Meng clan were terrified, and all their resentment and unwillingness disappeared at this moment.

Let them hold the power, it is just a vain.

It is useless to let them be in high positions.

Meng Wupi slowly straightened his body, tall and fierce, with a hint of hideous expression on his face, staring at a line of fonts in the sky.

"Zhu Jiu Clan, he is just a civilian, where is the national alliance, where is the law and justice, and where is the son of man in vain!"

"Shut up!" the prophet Meng sighed.

Manipulating and mastering such a range of celestial phenomena is no longer an ordinary human being, how can he use the state and politics to interfere with an existence like Li Fangcheng!

Moreover.

He was a prophet Meng, and before the Iron Wall Age, he was just a shoemaker!

Meng Wupi gritted his teeth, his face was distorted and terrifying, he turned his head sharply, stared at the prophet Meng, and spit out words with murderous intent word by word:

"Father, no matter how tough Li Fangcheng is, he will always be a person! He has resisted the strength of the state? The pain of losing his son will definitely be repaid to him! In car accidents, fires, and accidents, I will let him know what politics is! What power is!"

When the words came out, the audience was silent, shocked, but also a little refreshing!

No matter how strong you Li Fangcheng are, you have to bow down in front of the state apparatus!

Prophet Meng's face changed drastically, and he suddenly burst into Meng Wupi.

"I'll let him know what pain is—" Meng Wupi hissed and growled, his eyes filled with brutal and ferocious killing intent.

The next moment-

A faint voice came, and it resounded through the Meng courtyard in an instant: "Oh, what do you want me to know." ”

Meng Wupi was only stunned for a moment, and then roared wildly: "Li Fangcheng!"

Boom Boom!

The sky above the Tang capital completely turned into a white man!

Vast and pure white, majestic and boundless, one finger carries the incredible mysterious majesty, poking towards the Meng courtyard!

Even the lines on the fingers seem to be gutters and mounds, which are clearly visible.

Rumble!

Far and wide, mighty!

The finger phantom poked down gently!

"Ahh

"Ancestor, help!"

"No, no, no, I don't want to die!"

A cry that was heartbreaking.

Where did the people of the Meng clan think that there would be such a huge and majestic finger, which simply exceeded the limit of thinking and imagination!

Bang!

All the people of the Meng clan, including the prophet Meng, were pushed against the exquisite walls of the courtyard by the unpredictable coercion.

Kiss!

His finger poked in the air above Meng Wupi.

Bang Bang

A spatial torrent appeared, sweeping through the space below, and countless terrifying and gloomy particle streams covered and submerged Meng Wupi.

"Prophet Meng, my patience has run out. A faint voice resounded through the courtyard, like a howling wind on a winter day, blowing in everyone's minds and hearts.

Prophet Meng's face trembled, his eyes instantly dimmed, he sighed wistfully, and nodded slightly.

The rest of the Meng clan people were also trembling and trembling, and all their thoughts and thoughts were all frozen into a blank.

The words fell, the phantom dissipated, and the white light faded.

The courtyard of the Mon nationality is depressed and dead, and the dignity collapses.

They finally know what a mythist is and what Li Fangcheng is.

——

East Lake Villas.

Li Mingming stared at her brother Li Fangcheng with a strange expression, and smiled: "Brother, it's okay for you to be idle, what kind of fingers are you poking around." ”

I saw that Fang Cheng stretched out a little finger and tapped it lightly at the high altitude in the north.

Li Mingming's small mouth pursed, and her big eyes rolled wildly:

"Brother, what the hell are you doing?"

Fang Cheng chuckled, looked back at Li Mingming, and pinched his sister's somewhat fleshy face: "Some people's desire for knowledge is too strong, satisfy his curiosity." ”

"Inquisitive?"

Li Mingming looked stunned, staring at her brother Li Fangcheng blankly, not understanding what her brother was talking about at all.