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Chapter 510 Discovery and Approximation (for Subscription)

The old face like old withered tree bark suddenly glowed strangely, and I was very happy.

People in villages like theirs have hardly produced any powerful people, and they have spent their whole lives just wandering around in the mountains and mud, so what can they do?
If it is possible to become a powerful martial artist, the whole village will benefit, so he immediately nodded and said,
"Don't worry, General, I will talk to San Gouzi's family. I just hope that in the future, this child will be able to come back to meet the family more often, so as not to cause trouble!"

Yu Huashen nodded proudly, but didn't say anything else. He just wanted to cultivate talented people, and he didn't do anything harmful. Of course, he wouldn't stop people from coming back for family reunions on time.

When the old man was about to say something, Yu Huashen's face suddenly changed, a pair of eyes like the scorching sun shot out a bright light, looking in a direction from a distance, the leaked breath almost distorted the air, terrifying Such as the devil.

"This breath, the strong blood power, far surpasses this kid. Could it be that he is the person of Ziwei's star life?"

Yuhuashen can still feel that tyrannical, sacred, and majestic power from several miles away, like a god sitting above the nine heavens, which is not comparable to ordinary physique.

I was overjoyed in my heart, for fear that the person who leaked the energy would run away, and would not even say a word to the subordinates I brought with me. When I stepped on my foot, the terrifying air wave would directly blow away the people around me, and Yuhuashen would turn into a red lightning bolt. The awn, rising from the ground, flew towards one direction, and even because the speed was too fast, the whole body rubbed against the air, making a sharp whistling sound, startling countless flying birds.

Thanks to Yu Huashen's physical body being extremely powerful, someone with a slightly weaker physique had already collapsed and died under such strong pressure...

Here, Meng Zhao is still in the dark, ethereal meditation, contemplating a real dragon, the purple real dragon tattoo on his back is faintly wriggling, and his body has turned into a dragon pond, where countless real dragons gather and wander...

On both sides of the forehead, two illusory dragon horns flickered with purple light, and on the skin, dragon scales flickered.

Xiaojiao Xiaojiu, who was originally turned into a belt with big and small Ruyi supernatural powers, has coiled around Meng Zhao's shoulder at some point, the dragon's tail is hooked on Meng Zhao's arm, the dragon's eyes are closed, and there is a slight breathing sound. I am imagining like Meng Zhao.

One person and one dragon, the breaths of each other gradually blended and became one.

Meng Zhao borrowed Xiaojiao Xiaojiu's dragon aura to comprehend the profound meaning of the real dragon. The original illusory picture of the real dragon gradually had bones, muscles, and the vain aura became solid.

Xiaojiu, on the other hand, used the pure dragon breath emanating from Meng Zhaolong's body to purify her own blood and expand her potential.

The combination of human and dragon realizes the Taoist method of dual cultivation, consciously or unconsciously.

This double cultivation is not just a consummation of men and women in the simple sense, picking yin to nourish yang, or picking yang to nourish yin, but the blending and circulation of breaths to make up for the defects and flaws between each other, which is even more precious.

However, Meng Zhao, who was constantly strengthening his foundation, suddenly moved his body, and then profuse sweat broke out on his forehead. When he opened his eyes, a purple glow suddenly appeared, and there was a palpitation in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"What happened just now? The whole person seems to be suppressed by a big mountain, and it's hard to breathe. My mind warns, as if some catastrophe is about to come. Who is going to harm me?"

Meng Zhao asked Xiaojiao Xiaojiu to wrap around his waist again, and burned the advanced martial arts deduced by Zhaotianjing that he had just written into black ashes, and then fell into deep thought.

At this time, from the distant sky, there was a faint, sharp sound piercing through the air like a Buddha's eagle howling, which caused Meng Zhao's heart to tremble.

He immediately yelled, "Stop!"

Then he got up and pushed the car, and walked out the door.

Lu Le, who was driving, was a little puzzled, put away his whip, and asked with a round face,
"Master, but you are tired? Do you want Han Lu or Zhu'er to come and serve you?"

Since he was on his way, Meng Zhao spent most of his time in the carriage, and he didn't want to have a woman by his side when performing martial arts. Only when he felt a little tired did he let Han Lu or Zhu'er come over to squeeze his shoulders and legs for him. , enjoy it.

Meng Zhao glared at him, knowing that Lu Lexiu's level was not innate, and he was not as good as his special physique and sensitivity, so he didn't know what the faint eagle's howl that came from him represented.

"Meng Zhao, someone is here, and he is still a very strong person. You have to be careful later, if you really can't do it, run away!"

Liang Muqiu, who was dressed in a blue samurai uniform, leaped from the carriage behind with a knife in his hand, landed on Meng Zhao's side and said.

Her beautiful face showed a rare solemnity, and her clear eyes were filled with worry.

Meng Zhao's heart skipped a beat and he asked,

"You can't handle this man?"

According to the information obtained by Meng Zhao, Liang Muqiu has extraordinary talents, strong martial arts, and the extremely powerful Qingdi Muhuang Dao mastered in martial arts. It can be said to be a rare opponent in the two levels of innate nine orifices and Zhoutian circulation.

Even though Meng Jizu is a great master in training qi and becoming a gangster, and there is even a faint sign of spying on the master, Liang Muqiu can still fight with him dozens of moves before he loses, his talent and martial arts can be seen.

Under this premise, how strong is the martial arts for someone who even Liang Muqiu thinks he can't deal with it?Comparable to his uncle Meng Jizu?
Liang Muqiu nodded solemnly, his red lips parted slightly, looking at Meng Zhao very worried, and confided,

"I'm no match for this man. In terms of aura alone, this man is even stronger than your uncle. Moreover, his aura is so strong and masculine, it's unbelievable. Maybe he's a ferocious beast?"

While the two were talking, a red rainbow light fell on the avenue in front of the entire convoy like the wind, and with a bang, it smashed out a pothole with a radius of several feet, splashing smoke and dust.

When the smoke dissipated and the figures of the people inside were revealed, everyone who saw them gasped, including Meng Zhao himself.

The tallest and most majestic person he has ever seen in his life is his fifth younger brother Meng Chuan. In his previous life, he was more than 1.9 meters tall, and he has recently developed towards a height of two meters.

This time when he left the mansion, he wanted to follow him, but was held down by Meng Hongdao. He had to wait for Meng Zhao to gain a firm foothold in Lingwu City before letting him come to train with Meng Zhao.

Meng Chuan is already the size of a little giant, but compared to this person, let alone a human creature, he looks much more delicate and thinner, not an existence of the same magnitude at all.

Zhang Gao's body, that is, about three meters, his muscles are as strong as marble, his body is as big as a mountain, and his thighs are much thicker than a person's waist. Standing there, he is looking down, looking at Meng Zhao and others standing on the carriage.

Not to mention that he is still wearing a golden battle armor that looks like a treasure at first glance. Under the dazzling sunlight, he is majestic and majestic, surpassing the gods.

Not to mention the unrivaled power and prestige between the brows and eyes, just the body shape that surpasses ordinary people and is almost demonic, already makes people shudder and brings countless pressures.

(End of this chapter)