"What about the people?" In the main god space, Mengjiao flashed in a burst of golden light, consuming most of the spiritual power and dragon power, and directly recovered to the best, but he didn't care about this, but looked around, and after finding that there was no figure around, he turned his gaze to the main god light ball on the platform, "Hey, I'm going to the Resident Evil World, it should only be a second here, right?" Why are they all gone." ”

"From the moment you become stronger step by step, from the moment you join the Gate of Heaven, you and those people are no longer people of the same world, you are getting stronger and stronger, and even if they exhaust their life's strength, they can only eat ashes behind you, you know this in your heart, they also know in their hearts, in this case, how can those guys who think they are at the peak of the world, continue to stay, let you hit their confidence?" A face appeared in the ball of light, it was the main god, it could be seen that it was very proud, since it dared to show its head openly, it was natural that the power of the rules had been withdrawn, and now it was here that it had the final say, no wonder this guy was a villain.

Mengjiao was silent for a while, he didn't know the meaning of the main myth. His own strength, almost every day, is improving, now the enlightenment is outstanding, as long as the understanding is thorough, the strength is one hundred and ten times increased, can be compared with the Thorough Realm monks, and ordinary martial artists, after the cultivation reaches the innate level, if you want to go further, you have to spend infinite energy, this depends on the time and place, the slightest carelessness may be killed in the process of cultivation, the two are not comparable at all, so they parted ways, it is a matter of time, but no one expected that it would come so quickly.

Seeing that Mengjiao's expression was a little gloomy, the main god also knew the reason, after all, its strength was ten thousand times higher than that of Mengjiao, if you want to know anything, you can just perceive it directly. Those peak powerhouses in Huaxia reality may not have helped Mengjiao anything. But after getting along for a period of time, they always got a familiar face, especially Feng Hengdong and Dugu Yunye and others, when Huo Yuntian wanted to trouble him, they spared no effort to help and shelter, maybe some of them had their own little abacus, but this kindness could not be concealed, thinking that in the future, because of the big gap in strength, it would be difficult to intersect on an equal footing, this martial artist on the road. It can be said that from the bustle to the silence, if you don't have a tenacious mind, I'm afraid it will be difficult to endure this loneliness.

How long can ordinary people live? only a few decades, at most a hundred years, but martial artists are different, with the improvement of cultivation, the longevity is getting longer and longer, and even some people are in the innate realm because of their talents. can survive for thousands or even nearly 10,000 years, such as Mengjiao, which has a lifespan of about 3,000 years before it breaks through the innate nature. Later, the realm soared all the way, and he even obtained a series of bloodlines such as Huolin blood and Saiyan source blood, and now even if it is himself, he doesn't know how long he can live. However, it is necessary to conservatively estimate 10,000 years, but it is difficult to say how long the soul elder and others can live. When they comprehended the meaning of the elements, they were constantly devoured by the power of the law, and under the damage of the origin, even if they broke through to the True Gang Realm, at most they would increase their thousand-year lifespan, and in essence, they had completely derailed themselves.

"Walking alone, this is still a lonely road after all. Meng Jiao sighed, all the feelings in his eyes disappeared in an instant, turning into coldness and indifference, those friendships, he would keep them in mind, but he would not always let them control his feelings, since he had made a decision, he was actually mentally prepared for the one he was going to face today, and he wanted to say something to the main god, seeing Meng Jiao's appearance, he couldn't help but sigh, so quickly adjusted his mentality, almost reached the realm of not being moved by foreign objects, is this still a sixteen-year-old boy? Many old guys who have been cultivating for hundreds of years are afraid that they can't do this kind of process!

In the real world, in the small space opened up by the Gate of Heaven, surrounded by peaks, in a simple cave, where the original clean and clean, the gods and horses are all wooden, a figure slowly appeared, like a mirage, the first moment it was still ethereal, and the next moment it was completely condensed, and at the moment when this figure appeared, a circle of faint dark golden light wheels, emerging behind its head, obviously murderous, making people afraid of tigers, but after a glance, it gives people a feeling of compassion and immeasurable merit, which is really weird to the extreme!

"All kinds of negative karma merit sutras, unconsciously, have accumulated so much karma. Mengjiao sighed, but his eyes were full of smiles, this magic power is derived from the Buddhist heritage, as he kills more, it will slowly continue to become stronger, it was just an outline at the beginning, after experiencing the incident of the lonely moon island fighting a hundred Tianmen disciples, this magic power has been condensed into a prototype, which can play a certain defensive role after he encounters danger, although the effect is a little worse, but it is better than nothing, and this light wheel, there is also a degree of effect, maybe when, it can also come in handy.

Just now the main god space returned, and immediately ran all kinds of bad karma merit scriptures, this is not a dream Jiao, but to pull the deaf and dumb array arranged in the cave before, one is to see his own progress, but to observe whether anyone has come when he is not there, and the result is to tell him, in just a few seconds, the people of the Burning Sky Party did not react at all, he just sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusted his breathing, and began to realize without a moment of delay, that from the task world, a trace of understanding, about the potential。

The potential is divided into three parts, one is to lift the weight if it is light, the second is to lift the weight if it is heavy, and the third is the unity of heaven and earth, and everything has me! Lifting weight is only a manifestation of strength, as long as the strength reaches a certain level, it is natural to be able to put some heavy objects in the eyes of others as if there is nothing. And if it is serious, it is a kind of realm, and the realm is a thing that you know is clear, and if you don't know it, you don't know it, and you can't pass it on in words. If it is heavy, although the power of a grass and a tree is like a mountain, now with its own strength and heritage, it is the time to understand this weight!

In the sea of knowledge, a point of light slowly emerged, among the peaks and trees in the point of light, rivers, birds and beasts are all lacking, this is the illusory world created by Mengjiao with the power of willingness, and now in his heavenly gate, he is stared at by countless eyes, once he goes out, he will be discovered, rather than so, it is better to directly deduce the application of the potential in the sea of knowledge, and when it is successful, with his 100% control of the body, it can fit in minutes!

In this illusory world, Mengjiao restores himself, and the opponent is based on the appearance of the main god.

Mengjiao held the Tongtian stick in his hands, this 108,000 pounds of ancient soldiers, in his hands is not much heavier than a toothpick, the main god on the opposite side is expressionless holding a ruler-long red bamboo there lightly, looking quite chic, it seems not to put any storage zài in his eyes, this main god is shaped by him with the original vague perception, and does not have any wisdom, but can attack freely, if you can be in the process of fighting, if you can understand the weight lifting, then it is naturally the best.

The Tongtian stick drew a strange arc and smashed directly into the face of the main god, an ancient soldier weighing 100,000 catties, an ordinary, no more than a tael of bamboo, even Mengjiao himself didn't know why he would create such an opponent, but after he had an idea, the opponent's weapon automatically appeared in his mind, and it seemed that doing so would make it easier for him to understand.

The main god did not have a trace of expression on his face, and the red bamboo in his hand was unexpected, and slowly ushered in the fierce chopping Tongtian stick, pop! The stick and bamboo intersected and made a dull sound, Mengjiao almost couldn't believe his eyes, after the red bamboo collided with his own long stick, the red SE's bamboo body actually didn't even leave a shallow mark!

Mengjiao kept moving, the long stick in his hand was frantically splitting out, after being blocked by Chizhu again, his left hand shook slightly, and the long stick directly turned into a phantom, one left and one right, directly aimed at the throat and chest of the main god, the red bamboo that seemed to move slowly, was held high above his head a moment ago, and shifted his position after a minute, and once again blocked the stick body, the blocked Mengjiao did not stop, and the long stick in his hand was hit in a row, or smashed or swept or split or teased, each blow was hit from a weird angle, and the principle of parabola was used to accelerate, three sticks in a row, even he felt that the three sticks were almost perfect, after all, he had never practiced the stick method before, After integrating the ten thousand martial arts into one furnace, every move is into the antelope hanging horns, which is elusive, but this time he obviously lost again, three times in a row of low symphonies, the slowly moving red bamboo, once again perfectly blocked the three blows of the heavenly stick, one fast and one slow, obviously preemptive, but still blocked by the seemingly slow-moving red bamboo, could it be that this is the so-called late strike?

Suddenly before and after, left and right, up and down, Mengjiao turned quickly around the main god, and the heavenly stick was like a soft sword, which was wantonly played by him, from various weird angles or stabbing or splitting or picking, but every time it was blocked by the slowly moving red bamboo in the hand of the main god. Under the attack of Mengjiao's storm, the main god stood still in place, and even when Mengjiao attacked behind him, the main god didn't even look back, and the red bamboo still slowly blocked all the attacks.

"Gene lock, open!" In his consciousness, with spirit and imagination as the mainstay, Mengjiao thought he could do it, so he did it, the gene lock was opened directly, making his speed nearly double in an instant, and the Tongtian stick was like lightning slashing towards the main god, and the sharp momentum that went back made a trace of surprise flash on the face of the main god, but the red bamboo in his hand still slowly moved to block the long stick of the speed outburst, and lightly unloaded all the power.

Let you wind and rain, I don't move, this girl is really weightless? It can't be that I have made a mistake in my understanding, and I will not move like a mountain! (To be continued......)