Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 519 Making waves again (for subscription)

While chatting and laughing, the two hurried back to the convoy, and after meeting everyone, they were ready to set off.

Suddenly, from the sky a few miles away from the southeast, there was a loud, sharp whistle, and a long explosion. When everyone followed the sound, they saw that the sky above was colored by a cluster of gorgeous red fireworks. Like a sea of ​​fire, boiling hot and boiling, almost melting the clouds in the sky.

Meng Zhao, who was boarding the carriage and preparing to practice his great cause, was interrupted by this unexpected scene, his face moved, and he fell into deep thought as he watched the fireworks flying into the sky over there.

On the other hand, Zhou Hu beside him changed his expression, stepped forward to cup his fists, and said in a low voice to Meng Zhao,
"My lord, this is the thunderbolt we used to communicate with Yao Shun, the purple awn in the fireworks can't be faked.

Could it be that he knew that the young master was nearby and had made progress, so he reported to the young master? "

Yao Shun is the direct disciple of Qianjiao in the Mozun Hall, because he was severely tricked by Lu Haochun, the dead ghost, and was finally captured by Meng Zhao and others, and brought back to the Meng family to be tortured like an eagle. tame him.

When he was completely taken into Meng Zhao's hands, not daring to betray, Meng Zhao put him back to Qian Jiao's side again, ready to bury a chess piece, an extra eyeliner, and let him test Qian Jiao at the same time.

However, I didn't expect Yao Shun to contact them in such a hurry after such a short time. What's even more surprising is that Yao Shun seemed to have grasped their whereabouts.

Although the thunderbolt is extremely useful, it can illuminate the sky within a radius of [-] zhang within a radius of [-] li. However, this must also require the location of each other to be accurate within ten li.

So, how did Yao Shun know that he was around here?Could it be that he has been following him?Or, there are other reasons.

Meng Zhao thought carefully, although he was confident that he had grasped Yao Shun in his hands and let him crush him, but he would not be too careless, thinking that Qian Jiao was just a dying old thing with a stiff and rotten head with a false name!
Soon, Meng Zhao made up his mind, stepped out of the carriage again, called his current master and the person in charge to him, and ordered,

"I have an urgent matter to do. Later, Mu Qing, Cang Shuyun, Iron Hammer, and Picking Flowers will go out with me. Zhou Hu, Cao Zhan, you two will help Ale continue to lead people on the road. Don't wait for us.

Remember, everything is as usual, if you encounter danger, you must protect yourself, and you will meet at the Heixia Ferry at the latest, and you must not make mistakes. "

Lu Le's lips twitched. He wanted to follow Meng Zhao, but he thought that his own strength was not enough. If there was an enemy, he might become a burden, so he could only nod in response. Of course, Cao Zhan and Zhou Hu would not have any objections.

The rest of the congenitals, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they all obeyed Meng Zhao's words and deeds on the surface.

Therefore, Meng Zhao and Liang Muqiu performed lightness kung fu and rushed towards the place where the thunderbolt was released without riding a carriage. The speed was extremely fast, not much slower than Yuhua God's body crossing the void, and the consumption was also less.

It took less than half a cup of tea, and the five of them came to a remote valley entrance.

At both ends of the canyon entrance, there are majestic and straight gray-white rock walls, extending all the way, with a height of hundreds of feet. On the rock wall, there are green trees and vines, lush and lush, and birds hovering over it from time to time, making bursts of singing .

On the edge of the valley mouth, there are also clusters of flowers and green grass. The hard stones are ground and paved into a winding path, which slowly extends to the depths of the valley mouth. Even though the sky is bright and clear, in this unique environment, Create a weird atmosphere leading to the gate of hell.

In the vertical direction directly above the rock wall, there are still residual red fireworks burning slowly, like an ever-burning lamp that will never go out, straddling the sky.

Wisps of hot and strong pungent smell, even if the valley mouth is blown by strong winds, it is difficult to completely empty it out.

Meng Zhao slowly floated down from the sky. Seeing this scene, he felt more confident. The one who released the thunderbolt was probably not Yao Shun who he had surrendered before. He is not afraid of the possible crisis in the valley at all.

"Go, go in and see who is playing tricks there."

After all, Meng Zhao took the lead and strode forward along the gravel path. Liang Muqiu and Cang Shuyun behind him were only half a step behind, and the big hammer and Taoist picker were half a step behind, so as to ensure that if they met The sneak attack and assassination ensured that Meng Zhao's safety would not be threatened.

The steps were extremely fast, without any hesitation, and soon, Meng Zhao saw two people who had been waiting for a while at a corner of the path.

They were all dressed in uniform navy blue robes, with Hunyuan buns tied on top of their heads, and long beards floating down their foreheads. They were dressed as Taoist priests.

One of them was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, who seemed to be about the same age as Meng Zhao. When he saw them, he smiled coldly, especially when he saw Meng Zhao who was in the center of the crowd, he pulled out the sword hanging from his waist with a clang, and said,
"I thought it was some kind of person who dared to plot against Master, but it turned out to be just a little boy. Let me teach you some lessons, so that I won't see Master later and blame us for letting you in so easily."

As soon as the words fell, the sword in the young man's hand had split into several brilliant sword lights, and they slashed fiercely at Meng Zhao's face and chest. genus, the sword strength is fierce and vicious, and it should be unstoppable for an acquired master, a little arrogant capital.

Of course, he also kept his hand a little bit, so that Meng Zhao's life would not be hurt, but disfigurement and serious injuries were inevitable.

It can be seen that this guy is brutal and domineering, and he should have done a lot of similar things.

The other person opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but seeing that his companion had already made a move, he could only hold back.

Meng Zhao, on the other hand, was furious. Although he was not in the realm of Xiantian, he had extremely good eyesight. The first time he saw the two of them, he had already seen that they were not innate, but acquired warriors. He dared to be so arrogant and domineering. To make a move, but also to disfigure him, to treat him as some powerful character?

When you are not arrogant, sometimes you have to look not only at yourself, but also at the quality of your opponent.

He didn't need the four great innate talents at his side to make a move, he directly squeezed his fist seal, bursting into red scorching aura, purely with his pure and vast internal cultivation, he smashed hard on the sword body between the gaps of the sword light.

Although the refined sword is also the top grade among all ordinary grades, it cannot resist the domineering aura of Chilong Jin, it immediately splits into pieces and shoots in all directions.

Meng Zhao pulled his hand back, and the invisible lines in his palm expanded like holes, and a huge suction force directly grabbed the young man whose viscera were backlashed by the Chilong's energy and couldn't move.

White, slender, and powerful hands grabbed the man's throat, and under the force, lifted him half a foot high, lifting him with one arm, like lifting a chicken.

Meng Zhao looked at him coldly and was so frightened that his mind went blank. Seeing his mournful eyes, the foolish man sneered, without saying a word, twisted his palms, and the cracking sound of Kerala came out. The man's throat was crushed with his own hands, and then thrown aside, only then did he vent his anger.

(End of this chapter)