Fairy Desire

Volume 571: Immortal Road] Chapter [-] Fist Fist

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Chapter 571 Fist Fist

Meng Xiang integrated his breath with the Tongtian God Tree, and left the exchange point from under the noses of all the practitioners. While playing with a crystal-shaped stone, which was the sis he hacked Mikong, he rushed to Tongtiantai. past. [ ] "Please familiarize yourself with the domain name." Although he has seen this high platform related to his destiny from a long distance, he still wants to take a closer look, and even touch it with his own hands.

About three hours later, Meng Xiang finally arrived not far from the Tongtian Terrace. At this time, he deeply realized the gap between long-distance observation and close-up observation. When he was in the distance, he only felt that it was majestic and strange, with a sense of The feeling of vicissitudes, but after getting closer, he discovered that the miraculousness of this magical building that can send people directly to the spiritual world has far exceeded the general concept of architecture.

Of course, what we are talking about is not its height, its occupied area, but its composition. First of all, its material. To determine the state of the material of the building Tongtiantai, looking at it, he can't define it with the three conventional forms of solid, liquid and gas.

The second is its construction method, it is not a whole, but one layer, and there is no contact between layers, and he can even faintly feel that there is a big gap between each layer. It's different, but what's the specific difference is not something he can speculate on. He needs to experience it himself to know.

The third point is also the place that can best distinguish it from other buildings. Not only can it send people to the spirit world, but it can also communicate with the spirit world and pass down the vitality in the spirit world. As long as you look carefully, you will find Straits of almost transparent material flowed down from the upper part of the table, exuding a strange breath.

Looking at those strange substances, a trace of longing appeared in Meng Xiang's heart, and this longing came from his soul. Although it was not particularly strong, it was extremely irresistible. In the end, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.

In the process of observing the Tongtian Terrace, Meng Xiang also discovered that its ceiling is not empty. Looking around, you can see different numbers of practitioners in different classes, but their expressions are very painful. , his face turned purple from suffocation, his veins protruded high, and his body trembled non-stop, like sifting chaff, but no one would take the initiative to walk down the Tongtiantai.

During Meng Xiang's observation of those practitioners, people came down from the Tongtian Terrace almost every moment, but they all rolled down, and finally fell heavily on the ground, and even suffered bleeding, but not only There is no sign of pain, but each of them looks very happy.

In this regard, Meng Xiang is not surprised personally. Although he didn't know much about the introduction of Tongtiantai from the ancestor of Tongtian, he still found an introduction that could explain the current situation - Tongtiantai has the ability to sharpen and improve the cultivation of practitioners. For the role.

It's just that in the era of Patriarch Tongtian, due to his prestige and majesty, even though practitioners knew that Tongtian Terrace was very good for practice, none of them thought about using it, but now it is obviously different, its functions are fully utilized up.

Meng Xiang continued to walk towards Tongtiantai, but when he was about a thousand miles away from it, a practitioner flew over and blocked his way. Due to the impact of Tongtiantai on the surrounding space, he could no longer move himself It has merged with the breath of the sacred tree world, making it impossible for others to detect his existence.

The practitioner who blocked him was very young, at least in appearance, only about seventeen or eighteen. He hovered over Meng Xiang's head, looked at him with condescending eyes, and said coldly: "Who are you? Alive? Didn’t you know this is a forbidden area? Get lost! Trash!”

Meng Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, leaving only two dangerous slits, and a cold light flickered between his eyelids, and said slowly: "Forbidden area? When did Tongtian Terrace become a forbidden area? Isn't it the one that connects everything to Tongtian?" Are all creatures open?"

"Boy, I didn't expect you to know a lot. Yes, everyone can come here in the past, but now it's changed, it's a forbidden place."

"Why?"

"Why?" The young practitioner looked at Meng Xiang with a look of a fool, "It's because our fists are big. Do you have any objections?" As he spoke, he stretched out his fists as a threatening gesture action.

Meng Xiang smiled, with a hint of coldness in his smile, which made the young practitioner very uncomfortable, and couldn't help but glared at him fiercely.But Meng Xiang didn't respond to his glaring glare, and the smile on his face became more intense: "You said that because of your big fists, you can ignore the rules set by the ancestors and take Tongtiantai as your own, so am I right?" Can you also rely on your fists to hand over the bullshit rules you set?"

"Haha..." The young practitioner let out a loud laugh that resounded through the sky, which immediately alarmed many practitioners.This mainly includes four parts, one is the practitioners dangling outside the warning line, the other part is the practitioners who fell from the Tongtian Platform, the third part is the practitioners who are practicing on the Tongtian Platform, and the last part is He Da. The same identity as the smiling young practitioner, guarding the Tongtiantai to prevent other practitioners from approaching.

After laughing for a while, the young practitioner stopped laughing. Seeing that he had successfully attracted the attention of many people, he couldn't help showing a hint of smirk on his brows, squinting at Meng Xiang, and said in a tone full of contempt: "Boy! , wake up. Don’t daydream. Don’t say I can crush you with a little finger, even if you can fight me, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with us?”

Meng Xiang didn't seem to understand the sarcasm in the young practitioner's words, looked at the other person's face, and said lightly: "Are you afraid? If so, admit it loudly in public, and I will let you go."

"Afraid? Hehe, then I'll let you know how powerful I am." The young cultivator showed a gloomy look on his face, and slowly raised his fist, and every time he raised his fist, the world followed him. Move with the movement of the fist.

At this time, some practitioners who were attracted to watch the scene couldn't help showing pity in the eyes of the young practitioner who raised his fist and looked at Meng Xiang, not to mention his opponent's cultivation level. He has already reached the late stage of Daohua, that is to say, his physique, because he often practiced on Tongtiantai, his whole body has already been tempered, and it is not comparable to ordinary practitioners.

If Meng Xiang competes with him in other events, even if he is a small level lower than the opponent, but he has some good magic weapons and some powerful attack methods, he may not be completely sure of victory, but compared with him in fists, he But it is sure to lose, and there is no possibility of victory at all.

Although almost no one thinks that Meng Xiang will win, the interest of those practitioners who are watching has not diminished. In this kind of day-to-day practice, it is always good to have fun and relieve boredom, not to mention that Meng Xiang is still challenging God. The tyrant in the tree world, whether they win or not, has already made them feel at ease.

Facing the punch of the aggressive young practitioner, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Meng Xiang's mouth, and he couldn't tell if it was a sad smile of fear or a sneer of disdain, but the practitioners onlookers almost unanimously agreed that it was The former, because facing the opponent's punch, he actually stood still.

The young cultivator's fist was very fast, and it reached Meng Xiang in an instant, and a layer of water ripples formed under his fist, and even Meng Xiang was affected by it, becoming Out of shape.

The opponent's fist was getting closer and closer to Meng Xiang's chest, and soon broke through to within five feet. It was only at this time that Meng Xiang, who was considered by the onlookers to be unable to catch a single move, made a move. He raised his fist , bumped against the opponent's fist.

However, in the eyes of other practitioners, especially the young practitioner, Meng Xiang's fists are completely useless. It is not as good as a layman in practice.

The young practitioner seemed to feel insulted. He gritted his teeth, and a fierce murderous intent burst out from his eyes. The already powerful fist suddenly increased by [-]%, as if he was about to smash Meng Xiang into powder with one punch.

Facing more fierce fists, Meng Xiang still punched slowly. At this time, some practitioners with better eyesight had already discovered the abnormalities. It is not easy to not retreat an inch in front of the fist. You must know that the fists of young practitioners contain extremely terrifying power. Let alone five feet away, they are five feet apart, fifty feet away, or even five hundred feet away. A long distance can easily shatter a mountain.

After discovering Meng Xiang's abnormality, those practitioners who came to their senses began to pay attention to his fist posture, and this really made them see the problem, although his fist posture seemed extremely simple, almost clumsy , but it gave them a very strange feeling, as if it was the most original appearance of boxing, on the contrary his opponent's boxing seemed flashy.

However, Meng Xiang didn't give the onlookers more time to study him. Almost at the same time they discovered his uniqueness, his fist collided with his opponent's seemingly capable fist, There was a light "poof".

However, to the astonishment of the practitioners who made a defensive posture to avoid being hit by the impact of the two, there was no shock after the two fists collided. How is this possible?Not to mention Meng Xiang, even if he calculates based on the power contained in his fists when he was young, he would definitely make a lot of noise.

Meng Xiang slowly withdrew his fist and hung it by his side. The situation was that he punched the empty space casually, instead of having a fierce confrontation with a practitioner who was a little higher than him and had an extremely powerful body. .At this time, all the fools could see that Meng Xiang was not simple, and couldn't help but secretly feel ashamed of his poor eyesight. At the same time, many practitioners cast their eyes on him, trying to discover his hidden secrets.

In contrast, there were fewer onlookers looking at the domineering young practitioner, but no matter how few people there were, they also found that something was wrong with him, because since Meng Xiang withdrew his fist, he had been standing blankly. Not only did he still maintain the attacking movement, but what's even more strange is that the expression on his face did not change at all, as if time had stagnated on his body. The technique is even more evil.

After most of the practitioners didn't find what they wanted from Meng Xiang, they all turned their attention to the young practitioner. After all, the strange situation that happened to him was even more attractive.

Many practitioners circled around the young practitioner, but they still couldn't find out why there was such a situation in him that they couldn't understand. Among them, some practitioners who were more anxious were ready to push him with their hands.

Just when their fingers were about to touch the body of the young practitioner, a voice sounded: "Everyone, if I were you, I wouldn't cause trouble for myself." It was Meng Xiang who spoke.

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