"Once the treasure is collected, come out and fight me. The man in Tsing Yi who came out before, saw Meng Jiao put away the five elements palm, and a touch of sarcasm and disdain appeared in his eyes, sure enough, it was a hillbilly in the nether realm, and the low-level spiritual treasure was cherished like this, looking at the look, it was clear that he had never seen the appearance of the world!

"It's ...... , Holy Lord level battle suit!" Many people were surprised, the silver astringent battle suit intertwined with the breath of the laws of heaven and earth, with the charm of the Great Dao, making this person extremely ethereal, giving people the feeling of Taoism and nature, and the unity of heaven and man.

"Who is this person, how can he be a saint lord-level battle suit? That is a treasure that can only be refined by the power of the peak saint lord, and it takes a hundred years to refine!"

"This is a young powerhouse from Zhongzhou, I just saw him coming from behind those big figures in the Heavenly Sect!"

Everyone was shocked, this is definitely a young strong man, he can be invincible at the same level, and it is not difficult to even kill a strong enemy by leaping over the level, I am afraid that it is the first big enemy encountered by Mengjiao after the catastrophe, such as the waste wood of the Lingbao is much more terrifying.

"The Zhongzhou Heavenly Sect is a disciple of Gu Mingdao. "The person who came reported his name. This powerhouse who came from Zhongzhou only had his eyes exposed, his divine light was clear, and the silver glow of the Holy Lord-level battle suit flowed, covering his whole body, as if he was one with the Great Dao. And in his hand, holding a golden lamp, shooting out a purple glow, ten thousand rays of rui color fell, setting him off like a god. There is no doubt that this purple gold lamp is also a saint-level weapon, containing divine patterns, ten thousand refining spirits, and has great lethality. No wonder he couldn't look down on that spiritual treasure, a saint-level treasure. It is no longer a simple borrowing of the power of heaven and earth, but the power of a part of the law is engraved on it, although it is only one level higher than the spirit treasure, but it is not a world of difference!

Without too many words, Gu Mingdao made a move, and the purple gold lamp in his hand shot out a blazing purple light, illuminating the entire night sky, and the light was bright. Meng Jiao's eyes froze, and his right hand was raised high. Inside the Renbao Golden Wheel, a gray light immediately shot out and turned into a quaint stone tablet. The stone tablet was danced by him and smashed it directly, although there was no momentum to reveal, but it was overwhelming the heavens, and even the holy lord-level treasures could not be stopped, as if it was adhering to the will of heaven and earth, making it impossible for people to look directly.

Why did Mengjiao integrate all the magic weapons into the human treasure golden wheel? It is completely in line with his spirit, and with this magical power sacrifice, the power of the magic weapon will gradually increase, and when it is used. A thought can be summoned directly, but what he summoned is just a magic weapon split, so even if someone takes it away, he is not afraid. Without energy support, the split will soon disperse, as for the summoning body. It's also not a problem, as long as the owner is willing, this is the most intimate side of Renbao Jinlun.

Mengjiao waved the Heavenly Monument of the Nine Saints Town, crushed the void, and slashed at the brilliant purple mang, shattering it on the spot, and he had the power of ten thousand troops with just one blow. Bang! Bang! Mengjiao held the stone tablet, obliquely guided the sky, and pressed forward step by step in the void, causing the sky to shake, and his steps were like the divine drum of the heavenly court beating. Every time it falls, someone's body is shaken, and there is a mysterious Dao power like stepping on a person's heart, and many people quickly retreat, and the corners of their mouths are overflowing with blood.

"How is it possible, this kid is so powerful?!" Many people were stunned.

"No wonder the young masters of Zhongzhou all stepped forward in the Holy Lord Battle Suit!" However, only a few people can see that the reason why Meng Jiao has such power is not because he suddenly became stronger, but because everyone has not completely accustomed to their current cultivation, if they still cultivate through the sky, no matter how Meng Jiao is struggling, he can be pressed to death with one finger! Also, the stone tablet he was holding in his hand was also extraordinary, it could actually offset the power of the Holy Lord-level treasure, if it weren't for that, the counterattack of the battle suit alone would be enough to make Mengjiao's soul fly away, no matter how strong his physical body was, it was only comparable to a monk of the Four Realms of the Earth, and he was still far from the Holy Lord!

"Boom!" The golden lamp in Gu Mingdao's hand flew up and fixed on the sky, like a round of sun hanging, falling thousands of Ruicai, Ruixia soaring into the sky. Each Ruicai is like a waterfall with tens of thousands of falling down at the same time, which is a magnificent and shocking picture, rumbling, like tens of thousands of golden dragons dancing through the sky and the earth. Mengjiao was in the center, baptized by tens of thousands of waterfalls, and trapped by tens of thousands of light flame dragons, but he was not in a hurry at all, even if he had already sensed that the other party's intention was to refine himself with the ruining light born from the treasure transformation.

"It's also a cultivator in the realm of thoroughness to hold a saint master-level weapon, it's too terrifying, if you don't have a treasure of the same level, there is no way to resist it!" Many people were stunned. Suddenly, there was a shock between heaven and earth, and the stone tablet that had never had any halo was lifted by Mengjiao, and it shook lightly at the light dragon that surrounded him, and suddenly froze a qiē, as a treasure to seal the Heavenly Dao, even if it was incomplete, even if Mengjiao hadn't figured out its true usage, it was still not a problem to suppress the Holy Master's weapon!

"What, what kind of treasure is that stone stele, it actually suppressed the treasure of the Holy Lord level lightly, with such terrifying power, under the Holy Lord realm, who can still fight him!" all the onlookers exclaimed. Mengjiao is like a god, walking through the waterfall that fell from the sky in ten thousand ways, walking calmly, holding the Heavenly Monument of the Nine Holy Towns and pressing forward step by step.

His footsteps never stopped, his rhythm never stopped, and even a Saint Lord-level weapon couldn't stop him for a moment. Gu Mingdao's astringency changed, and he wanted the golden lamp to be taken back, but he couldn't get his wish at all, so he had to continue to urge the divine power, summoning the flame in the lamp, and wanted to refine the dream Jiao first.

However, this qiē is useless, the Nine Saints Town Heavenly Monument is extremely terrifying in terms of sealing effect, completely fixing the magic lamp, and the dream Jiao is inviolable within a radius of ten thousand laws, and there is nothing to touch. Ten thousand waterfalls that run through the ground of the world are regarded by him as nothing, running through them, as if entering a no-man's land. Gu Mingdao continued to retreat, but he couldn't get rid of it at all, the dream Jiao came in an instant, the stone tablet smashed down, and the void barrier finally couldn't resist it, and it exploded, and a ten-zhang big hole appeared!

Gu Ming Dao was unavoidable, and a silver ancient shield appeared in front of his arm, blocking the sky, and the Heavenly Monument of Jiusheng Town was as heavy as a mountain, and it was pressed down. When! Gu Mingdao was wearing a saint-level battle suit, protected by an ancient shield that intertwined debut and reason, and was still split and flew into the sky, you can imagine how huge the strength is.

At this moment, the golden lamp shook, broke free from the confinement, and flew into Gu Mingdao's hands. Meng Jiao glanced into the distance, there was nothing there, but he could feel it, just now. A strange power burst out of the void and solved the death crisis of Gu Ming Dao, although that kind of power was not as fiery and majestic as Kuafu's strength, but Mengjiao could feel that its master was definitely stronger than Kuafu, that is to say, the strength of the person who did it had surpassed the Holy Lord realm. It is only in this way that power can be transmitted through the strengthened barriers of the world. However, he didn't say much, but walked forward step by step, and the stone tablet in his hand was as heavy as a mountain. Just a slight wave, it makes a whining sound, as if it can split the world.

Hum ~ This void trembled, and the dream Jiao danced the stone tablet. Killing with the force of sweeping thousands of armies, the stele broke through the sky and emitted a terrible magic sound. Gu Mingdao held a golden lamp to fight. The divine fire was monstrous, and the night sky became red, but it still couldn't stop Mengjiao's footsteps, at this time he was like a sword, revealing a peerless edge, and his courage was unstoppable.

Mengjiao waved the stone tablet continuously, like an ancient god of war resurrected, with black hair dancing wildly, his eyes sharp, and his white clothes moving, overwhelming Gu Mingdao. His body was dyed with a layer of golden brilliance, and under the blessing of the Buddha's light, under the blessing of transforming into a dragon ape, opening the gene lock, and using it lightly, his strength continued to soar, even if Gu Ming Dao had the Holy Lord's battle suit to protect his body, he was also shocked and coughed up blood. Everyone was stunned, even the weapons that intertwined debut and reason couldn't stop Mengjiao, how could they fight?

Gu Mingdao itself is strong enough, wearing the Holy Lord's battle intent, holding the Holy Lord's battle soldiers, he is still not an opponent, and he is about to be shocked to death by Mengjiao! The void suddenly shattered, and a purple astringent pill appeared, swept him away, and disappeared into the far sky, "Is Mengjiao a good means, I hope that when you reach the upper realm in the future, you can go to Zhongzhou and make a trip, and the Heavenly Sect will definitely receive you well!"

"Really, I'm looking forward to it!" Meng Jiao sneered, not caring about this threat at all, but he could feel that with Gu Ming Dao being rescued, the strength of the Void Barrier became a little stronger, this is the power of the rules to make up for the defects, and now the people in this world, after cultivating to break through to the Tongtian realm, there is hope that they can break through the world barrier and leave, but according to the strength of the Upper Realm, this kind of Cheng Dù went to the Upper Realm is also cannon fodder! Thinking about it, in the Hidden World Sect, those Supreme Elders and Sect Masters and others also knew this, so they vigorously developed the sect, and they were also working hard to cultivate, hoping to break through with more colleagues.

"Who else is going to fight?" Meng Jiao glanced ahead. Everyone was shocked in their hearts, Meng Jiao had just broken through to the Breaking Void Realm, and he had such combat power, fighting at the fourth level, which could already dominate the younger generation! Many people were silent, many monks looked at the demon clan and the boy with the bird's head and the human body, and even a few people who had never spoken out, these were either disciples of the Great Sect of the Upper Realm, or geniuses with a little reputation, and now they were the only ones who could come out to fight, and it was difficult for others in the younger generation to fight.

"You two let go of me, I'm going to capture him and take him to alchemy!" The boy's voice came, calling out to the two gray-clothed old men, his eyebrows bloomed with colorful gods, revealing an awe-inspiring murderous intent, which was his honor guard, the invincible confidence of the same level, "Boy, I am Dream Worry-free, remember this name, although you are also surnamed Meng, but in this life, you are destined to be trampled under my feet!"

"Young master, when you reach the next realm, it's not too late to fight him. The two old men in gray persuaded each other.

"Ascend to another realm? Now my cultivation has exceeded his four small realms, and if I break through again, I will exceed five small realms, what face will I have to fight him at that time? Are you telling me to retreat? I won't do it! I want to seal it to the same cultivation as him, so it's interesting to kill him like that!"

, I have a very good posture, everyone was dumbfounded when they heard the words, Mengjiao showed such terrible combat power, and someone dared to speak like this, isn't he tired of it?!

However, when everyone saw that it was him, they were all relieved, obviously this is a teenager who has risen as quickly as a comet, and he can be described as a rare genius in ancient times. From the breath, he felt that he was only thirteen or fourteen years old at most, but he had already broken through to the Tongtian realm, and even the ninefold peak of Tongtian, and was about to be promoted to the next secret realm.

"Young master!" sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two gray-clothed old men. Both of them felt the pressure from the dream realm, and when they heard that their young master was sealing and cultivating for a battle, their hearts were about to jump out of their throats!

"You guys stand out, who is the master and who is the servant? My grandfather is not here here, I have the final say!" Meng Wuwu snorted coldly, seeing that the two old men still did not let go, there was some annoyance in his eyes, but after all, these two people were loyal servants who grew up watching him grow up, and he was not good at acting violently.

Meng Jiao held the Nine Saints Town Heavenly Monument and stood in the void. Calmly gazing at this qiē, his expression was astringent.

In the end, the two old men couldn't be stubborn, but Dream Wuwu still walked forward, and the two gray-clothed old men couldn't stop them, they knew that their young master had always been very confident and could not be disobeyed, and they could only be ready to rescue, watching him slowly pace away in the air.

"You have the remnants of this world's luck in your body. Coupled with the focus on refining the body, the blood is comparable to the top-grade immortal grass, I want to catch you so that you can provide me with blood to refine the medicine. Help me keep getting stronger!" Meng Wuwu regarded Meng Jiao as his prey, and didn't care about his current strength at all.

"Do you want to use me to refine medicine, do you have the ability to do this?" Meng Jiao did not get angry, and stared at this little kid calmly. Although the other party's cultivation has reached the middle stage of the four realms of the earth, he is not afraid of his strength now. He has reached the power of two thousand flying dragons, plus many magic weapons and the Nine Saints Town Heavenly Monument, he has the ability to calm down!

"What if you break the confinement of this world? The ancient era was a brilliant era when all kings rose together, even if there were not a few people who disobeyed the rules, they were even more difficult to be the first in the world!" Meng Wuwu looked at Meng Jiao and sneered, "For the sake of the surname Meng, I will not kill you, but I will ruthlessly defeat you and take you as my eternal servant, so that you can understand what is the real strong!"

"If you lose, how about being a servant for me?" Meng Jiao interrupted him directly, and stepped forward, every step fell, like a war drum roaring, making the heavens and the earth shake.

"Servant, I am an invincible powerhouse in the future, whether it is physique or cultivation, it is enough to overwhelm you, what qualifications do you have to speak to me like this!"

"Nonsense!" Meng Jiao finally made a move, dealing with such an arrogant person, it is useless to say more, only by pressing him hard, can he solve a qiē!

Suddenly, a side of heaven and earth was separated, and the colorful light at the center of Mengwuwu's eyebrows reappeared, turning into nine transparent strings, which were gently plucked by him, and the sound of leisurely music sounded, making the whole world vibrate!

"It's ...... Heavenly Divine Comedy!"

"What, the Heavenly Divine Comedy, that world-destroying song that can kill thousands of living beings with sound, isn't that the secret of the Holy Venerable Mengtian?"

In the upper realm 13,000 years ago, Zhongzhou produced a holy venerable realm power, only a little bit to become the Holy Emperor, at that time he fought all over the world invincible, legend has it that later sighed that the universe was invincible, and chose to sit in the Northern Wilderness, it seems that he is probably not dead!

The ethereal fairy sound, melodious, as if flowing from ancient times, resonates with the avenue, makes the night sky empty, full of inexplicable charm. Under the moonlight, Dream Wuwu was dressed in white, with clear eyes and flying hair, as if he was standing in the pure land of the fairy world. But there was a kind of murderous intent surging, and at this moment, many monks' bodies were cracked, their internal organs were about to be injured, their spirits were destroyed, and their bones were about to melt. Everyone's hearts were frightened, and they were shocked to retreat quickly, and as soon as the Heavenly Divine Comedy sounded, there was endless killing intent hidden, and it was almost like the sky was falling apart!

Dream Sanssouci obviously stands very close, but it gives people a very ethereal illusion, as if standing on the other side of the starry sky, isolated from another world that cannot be reached. The Buddha who was transformed by the Buddha's light did not stop, and with one blow, he covered the sky with his big hands, almost forcing him to dream of worry-free, and collided fiercely with the "Dao Yin" in that piece of heaven and earth. It's like a battle of millions of troops, piercing gold and cracking stones, rolling high heavens, and like a tsunami in the sky, endless stars falling together, and the two of them just looked at each other and sent out a shocking attack.

Mengjiao stands quietly in the void, standing majestically, based on the relics, and based on the Buddha country in the palm, evolving a small world, with nine days of ups and downs. Above his head, a cloud appeared, countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats were among them, and he incarnated into another self, sitting high in the nine heavens, with a solemn appearance, like a god, and was believed by thousands of Buddhas. As soon as this method was exhibited, it was majestic and infinite, and it had the potential to collapse the heavens and the earth, suppressing everyone, why would it be so strong? Without it, just because Mengjiao sent out the golden body Dharma that had just been restored not long ago, and its strength had greatly increased, then the Buddha was what it became, and it was supported by hundreds of years of cultivation and countless wills to help, and it was simply unreasonable if it was not powerful. (To be continued......)