Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Meng Zhao suddenly woke up as if from a dream, his eyes full of surprise. This magic pattern was so powerful that when he was comprehending it, he unknowingly went deep into it, and even used the power of his soul to engrave the magic pattern on his body surface, causing evil spirit to emanate, and he almost made a big mistake.

Fortunately, I have an extraordinary physique and blood, so I can use my extraordinary concentration to get rid of the evil spirit derived from the magic pattern and eliminate all negative effects.

"This magic pattern is a condensation of evil spirits, which has the effect of gathering evil spirits. Therefore, I engraved it on the surface of my body with the power of my soul, which nourished the evil spirits and polluted my flesh and blood, as well as my soul and spirit. If this continues, I am afraid that I will become like the Seven Prime Ministers Liu. Although I am a powerful, ferocious, and unparalleled monster in flesh and blood, I will no longer have the ability to think independently and extraordinary wisdom."

Meng Zhao has already understood that although the Seventh Prime Minister Liu has the great power of a celestial being or even a god or demon, he has no intelligence at all when he is impacted and invaded by evil spirits. Everything he does seems to be done instinctively. Compared with those divine beasts whose wisdom is comparable to that of humans, this is their biggest flaw and weakness.

However, this did not actually bring much benefit to Meng Zhao's subsequent actions, because the lack of wisdom could not conceal the horror of his body after being constantly soaked and cleansed by evil spirits.

Fortunately, after a period of study, thinking, and personally engraving the magic patterns, Meng Zhao no longer had no ideas about the Seventh Prime Minister Liu.

How to say it, now the Seventh Prime Minister Liu is like a turtle with layers of shells to protect itself. To kill it, you either have to find its fatal weakness or peel off its shell layer by layer.

This first layer of turtle shell is actually the magic pattern on its scales. Meng Zhao has probably found the thread needed to unravel the mystery.

At this moment, if there were outsiders present, they would be able to see an extremely horrifying scene.

Under the inky black Weak Water, the Seventh Prime Minister Liu Shuo's long and huge snake tail kept swinging, pushing the water flow, wandering in the abyss of the Weak Water, looking for something everywhere, and from time to time, a hideous and terrifying snake head fell from the sky and fell into the water. Magic light bloomed in the snake's eyes and swept underwater.

A dark flag was wrapped in a thin layer of weak water and merged into it, swimming along with the snake tail of the Seventh Prime Minister Willow. It was like a nimble fish, playing a game with the Seventh Prime Minister Willow that looked like cat and mouse, but was actually a game of Tom and Jerry.

The cat and mouse in the former is reality. In reality, the cat will catch the mouse sooner or later and kill it.

The latter is a humorous animation performance. Tom can never kill Jerry. On the contrary, he is always played around by Jerry.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiangliu seemed a little tired, and his originally ferocious murderous aura gradually disappeared. He seemed to want to return to the depths of the Weak Water and lie dormant for a while.

However, Meng Zhao had already found the tiny, almost invisible flaw he was looking for.

I saw that King Meng Long used a special method. A transparent, invisible silk splashed out from his fingers, piercing the weak water like a steel bar, silently piercing into the Seven Prime Ministers Willow, at the end of the snake's tail, a sunken node of the magic pattern, above the pattern.

It was at this point that Meng Zhao's eyes turned red, and his pupils were filled with fear and horror. At the same time, the strand of transparent silk pulled out from his fingertips also quietly turned into a deep red blood color at this moment, carrying a strong sense of ominousness and murderousness.

The silk silently devoured the magic pattern, twisting and turning, replacing the starting point, or the end point, of the magic pattern, so that it was not discovered by the Seventh Prime Minister Liu in a very short time.

In the dark, there was a constant and extremely powerful force of qi and blood being drawn from the silk, constantly absorbed and peeled into Meng Zhao's body.

However, Meng Zhao would certainly not rashly absorb the blood essence of the Seventh Prime Minister Liu. God knows how poisonous the blood essence of this ghost thing is. He would not take such a risk without being fully prepared.

However, within his body, the being known as the immortal insect was extremely greedy and expectant towards the blood essence of the Seventh Prime Minister Liu.

The feathered insect is a real fairy insect with the appearance of a fairy. It is also the origin of many magical skills.

The Nine-Turn Heavenly Silkworm, the immortal silkworm, wraps itself in a cocoon, and eventually transforms into a butterfly and is reborn.

Meng Zhao has had the experience of being trapped in his own web several times, so he is not unfamiliar with this. Instead, he is full of anticipation.

The feathered insect is not afraid of the poison of Xiangliu. What it lacks is the extremely abundant, strange and extraordinary energy. These seven Xiangliu are top-level food and consumables for the feathered insect. The benefits are self-evident.

Meng Zhao even had a vague feeling that if he could swallow up the entire Seven Prime Ministers Liu, and experience the metamorphosis of the insect once again cocooning itself, breaking out of the cocoon, and sublimating into a butterfly, he might be able to impact the supreme position of gods and demons and become the undisputed number one in the contemporary Chinese martial arts world.

Of course, Meng Zhao would not act rashly.

He already has the foundation and resources to become the supreme being, invincible, and unprecedented. His future is limitless. He will not panic, rush for quick success, or rashly attack gods and demons and lose the advantage of his powerful foundation.

At this moment, Meng Zhao was extremely patient, like a mature and experienced hunter. He set traps carefully and watched the ignorant prey approach the trap step by step, until he was finally in a desperate situation.

As the blood essence of the Seventh Prime Minister Liu was continuously extracted by the feathered worm, the feathered worm began to undergo an extraordinary transformation from its initial cute reptile image.

Its entire body was as red as jade, and every joint was covered with a layer of mysterious light, like armor.

The body is also constantly lengthening, from the initial image of a silkworm to a long snake.

However, it still retains some essential characteristics of a sphinx.

Meng Zhao instantly realized that Xiangliu's blood essence was not so easy to digest, and it was actually shaping and changing the winged insect into Xiangliu's bloodline.

But soon, he suddenly realized that if it seemed to be a passive influence, why couldn't it be an active approach and evolution?

The power of the metamorphosis insect does not lie in its strength. In terms of strength, an ordinary mortal can also kill it.

Its magic and profundity lies in the fact that it can accumulate foundation, constantly evolve, and elevate its own essence.

This is the path of evolution, the path of sublimation, and the path of infinite power.

It is truly true that even ants can look up to the sky.

However, there are a lot of positive and negative feedback.

In fact, most of the positive feedback fell into the body of the hatched insect itself. Meng Zhao was just eating some leftovers. For him, whose essence was already infinitely powerful, the improvement was negligible.

However, he borne most of the negative feedback.

It's not that the Seven Prime Ministers' Willow's blood contains a deadly poison. The Feathered Insect is not afraid of poison at all. Instead, it regards poison as a source of evolution. However, the Seven Prime Ministers' Willow's blood contains an extremely powerful evil spirit and violent intent. This is what the Feathered Insect needs to solve, and it is also the problem that this little thing reported to Meng Zhao.

For example, when Meng Zhao pierced the body of the Seventh Prime Minister Liu, his blood dripped out, and the shape of Xiangliu was entangled in the blood, which was actually the condensation of evil spirit and murderous intent.

If a mortal gets this blood, even if the poison is removed and he swallows it, the evil spirit and brutality will cause him to have a mental breakdown, or even cause his flesh and blood to mutate, leading to a miserable death.

The metamorphosed insect can ignore the poison and the tremendous energy contained in the essence and blood, but it does not mean that it can ignore the ferocious evil spirit and vicious intention within it.

In the end, it is still the master Meng Zhao who has to take charge of it all.

In fact, this evil spirit and violent intent is not so easy to digest.

Because, this is the original power rooted in the Seventh Prime Minister Liu himself. To put it bluntly, it is derived from part of the power of the Tao Fruit. If Meng Zhao can digest it easily, he will not be a celestial being, but a god or demon.

It is precisely because the essence and blood only contain part of the power of the Tao fruit, and it is weak, rather than all of it, that Meng Zhao has the opportunity to overcome this difficulty by relying on his celestial cultivation and many rare treasures.

Under the Weak Water, inside the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag, Meng Zhao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. A lightning pattern appeared between his eyebrows and his Heavenly Eye splashed out bright yellow lightning. As it dissipated, some black smoke dissipated into nothingness.

Not only did Meng Zhao use the Eye of Heavenly Punishment as the first step in refining evil spirit and violent intent, he also began to practice the magical power of Acalanatha, using the Buddhist Heart Seal and the power of his primordial spirit to turn the remaining evil spirit into ashes.

Above the Weak Water, the thousand-foot-tall Seven-Headed Willow was running around with its snake heads running around like sharp arrows. Its fourteen snake eyes were filled with an inexplicable, weak anger and powerlessness.

Yes, although the Seventh Prime Minister Liu did not possess any outstanding wisdom, he still realized with his innate instinct that he was facing a very great danger, a danger that went straight to the depths of his soul. If it was not resolved immediately, he would surely die.

However, it could not find the enemy and did not know where its problem lay. It only knew that its power was being drained away bit by bit by some horrible thing, and the speed was gradually increasing.

The Seventh Prime Minister Liu began to twist his huge body continuously. His huge body was tougher and more powerful than the mountains. Every time he twisted his body, the boundless Weak Water Abyss would be stirred into whirlpools and undercurrents. Moreover, the water columns and waves formed by the Weak Water began to rise continuously.

However, such random actions not only failed to solve the problem, but instead caused his own strength to be lost even faster.

Finally, the Seventh Prime Minister Liu could no longer endure it. He tensed his muscles, stirred his snake tail, and with a loud bang, his entire body broke away from the Weak Water Abyss and flew towards the sky.

Although snakes have no wings, Xiangliu has the ability to fly. This ability to fly, even if it is simply using his vast physical strength to evolve in the form of jumping, is still flying.

During this process, Meng Zhao, who had been connected to the snake tail magic pattern with the heavenly silk condensed by the feathered fairy insect, was also torn apart in an instant by this tremendous force, and was carried away from the huge Weak Water Abyss, flying into the sky like a flying boat.

"hiss!"

After escaping from the Weak Water Abyss and without the protection of the Xuanyuan Water-Controlling Flag's secret concealment ability, Meng Zhao was finally exposed. This also made the Seventh Prime Minister Liu finally discover the culprit for his continuous loss of power and the weakening of his life essence.

It is precisely this insignificant person who has been suffering from being ordinary before!

With a roar towards the sky, fourteen snake eyes flashed with extremely ferocious murderous intent and hatred. Xiangliu's body began to emit black mist from head to toe. The black mist fell into the air and continued to spread and diffuse along with the air.

Even the Heavenly Silkworm silk that was hooked into the Snake Tail Magic Pattern was contaminated by the black mist and was instantly corroded and torn into pieces.

This is Xiangliu's innate magical power, a poison born from the combination of Xiangliu's blood and the poison of Ruoshui.

In terms of toxicity, it is ten or even a hundred times more powerful than the blood mist poison that Meng Zhao had experienced before.

Not to mention the body of a celestial being, even the body of a god or demon would fall heavily if contaminated by this poisonous fog.

Meng Zhao only heard the insect inside his body making a sound of unsatisfied and satisfied cry, and then he woke up.

He cried out in his heart that something was wrong. Under his control, the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag suddenly swelled again and turned into a giant flag ten feet in size.

The flags fluttered in the wind, and thick waves rose and fell, accompanied by gusts of cold wind, which made the black fog that was getting thicker and thicker almost turned the entire Weak Water Abyss into a desolate area, and was forced back a lot.

However, this was extremely short-lived. The poison of the black fog was truly terrifying, and it already had some of the powerful power of the Poison Fruit.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Zhao held the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag and swung it fiercely towards the darkness ahead. The flag fluttered, and infinite divine power burst out, tearing through the black fog and clearing a way out.

Meng Zhao immediately ran away. Before leaving, he did not forget to use his left hand to display a five-colored divine light and swept it towards the snake tail of the Seventh Prime Minister Liu.

This five-colored divine light originated from the Peacock King Sutra and was evolved and transformed by Meng Zhao in combination with the Five Directions Flag Order magical power. His magical power is truly extraordinary.

This ray of five-colored divine light contained the great way of the five elements. It was shaped by Meng Zhao's thoughts and transformed into an incomparably sharp five-colored divine sword.

The divine sword slashed out, and it followed a strange arc in the dark, breaking through the numerous spatial barriers, as if traveling through time and space, and landed at the snake tail of the Seventh Prime Minister Liu.

The next moment, the Seventh Prime Minister Liu let out a series of miserable and shrill screams.

With a click, the snake tail that was dozens of feet long was cut off by the five-colored divine sword shaped by the five-colored divine light by Meng Zhao.

Large amounts of black blood were dripping, but these blood had the characteristics of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Meng Zhao did not hesitate at all for this piece of snake tail. He pushed it hard into the depths of the Weak Water, then without looking back, he turned into a lightning dragon and fled towards the direction of the White Bone Forest.

Although all this happened in a flash, Meng Zhao had already been thinking about it for a long time.

Firstly, Meng Zhao no longer wanted to continue to tangle with this evil creature because there was really not much benefit in doing so.

Secondly, Meng Zhao not only achieved his goal during his trip to the Weak Water Abyss, but even surpassed it. He even gave the molting insects in his body a good meal, laying a solid foundation for him to cocoon himself and become a god. (End of this chapter)