Song Zhiwen is a spiritual mind and wisdom body, and has both the leaders of both families. He is very skilled in martial arts. Seeing this, his eyes were almost glaring out and whispered incredibly,

"How is it possible, how could he have such a foundation?"

In fact, it is not impossible, but the possibility is very low. Moreover, experts like Song Zhiwen can see that the reason why Meng Zhao was able to condense such an exaggerated Dharma image was entirely because his foundation was extremely strong, and he must be at the level of qi accumulation and sea transformation, and he began to achieve the ultimate foundation step by step.

"This Meng family boy is amazing. We were so lucky that we looked like an elder before. If we really fight, we might not be our opponent!"

Li Li also looked at the true dragon magic image as huge as a mountain, and said with admiration while his eyes were obsessed with admiration.

What is fighting at a higher level? This is the capital of fighting at a higher level. At least the innate level of general level, even if you practice Qi to become a gang, you will not be able to achieve such an exaggerated Dharma image.

Meng Zhao looked at the Lei family innate who had lost all their ability to resist in disappointment, and couldn't help but sigh that the warrior was really a magical individual. Everyone was innate, but these eleven, no, were the twelve Lei family innate, and together, it was not as stress as Yang Cai put on him.

After all, Yang Cai had a big fight with him, and the aftermath directly shattered a mountain, making him feel excited.

These guys can't even make him warm up.

This is certain, because although Yang Cai does not have a special physique, he can condense the reality of a ten-foot dragon and tiger Vajra, and his strength is naturally the highest level of innateness. Although these twelve people seem to have good combat power, they are essentially still using the innate level that they have entered by evil and crooked ways. How can they be compared with those martial arts geniuses?

Spraying in, collecting the star power, calming the dragon blood that was surging like a tide, Meng Zhao slowly hangs his hands on both sides of his thighs. The shocking and even despairing true dragon magic image also gradually dissipates from solid to virtual, and then slowly dissipates.

However, when the Dharma image dissipates, the oppressive force that condenses to the depth and is so strong that it is invincible remains in everyone's hearts.

Meng Zhao's figure has become taller and stronger in the eyes of these people who have mastered most of the power of Lingwu City, and is full of majesty and sacredness, and is inviolable.

No matter whether he was originally hostile, friendly, jealous, or respectful to Meng Zhao, at this moment, he couldn't help but immerse himself in the other party's domineering and powerful martial arts.

This is the halo bonus brought by pure martial arts and absolute strength. After this battle, if Meng Zhao could evacuate safely, he would easily defeat the twelve innate things of the Lei family, and would surely flow into all directions with the water of the Wu River and spread to the world!

No one would suspect that what Shen Tianci said at the beginning was a compliment, and no one would ignore that, like Meng Zhao, a martial arts genius with infinite potential.

Even the Meng family in Nan'an will have a lot of brightness due to the rise of Meng Zhao, a young generation of geniuses. This is an invisible benefit brought by the family's outstanding future generations, successors, and ever-prosperous inheritance.

No matter how huge a force is, if there is no successor and the system is corrupt, it will eventually perish. Meng Zhao is enough to ensure that the Meng family will last for at least 30 years.

Because like Chen Tianci, he is also a young genius who has been a great master who has been influencing the master's martial arts!

Huh, Meng Zhao let out a sigh of relief, his eyes were filled with brilliance, but he was not proud or relaxed at all. For ordinary forces, these twelve people may have done their best, but the Lei family's foundation should be far more than this.

After all, Liang Muqiu and other seven monsters were originally under Lei Wanche, and they also had a certain understanding of the hidden strength of the Lei family. I am afraid there were any hidden tricks and conspiracies that were not revealed.

Pa, pa, pa!

Three loud applauses came, awakening many people who were still in the domineering artistic conception of the True Dragon Dharma Image.

Longcheng was full of emotion, looked at Meng Zhao's eyes, and admired with a hint of fear, solemnly, and said loudly,

"Good martial arts and good foundations, Mr. Meng, no wonder everyone in the martial arts world said that Chen Tianci believed that if you achieve success innateness, you must be his good opponent. When you see you today, you will be worthy of your reputation."

Meng Zhao raised his right hand expressionlessly, bounced his index finger tips, and the strong wind was like a bullet popping out of the chamber.

"So what? At this point, do you think you can be good between you and me?"

From the moment Longcheng questioned Liang Muqiu's identity, the two were destined to be enemies, not friends.

Most people may be able to turn enemies into friends, but people like Meng Zhao and Longcheng are either confidants or mortal enemies, and there is no third possibility.

This is related to temperament, human nature, external factors, and even the energy in the dark.

Longcheng smiled, and did not care about Meng Zhao's coldness.

"Mr. Meng is joking. I just met the Marquis of Beining and helped him do a little insignificant thing, and had no intention of involving your grudges. However, Mr. Meng should be careful. If I don't take action, the people of the Lei family will not let you go!"

As soon as the words fell, a straight black shadow suddenly shook out from the surface of Mingxiu Lake, which was originally calm and quiet, like a magic sword coming out of the sheath, stabbing Meng Zhao's chest, with a fishy smell, which made people feel dizzy and weak when they smelled it.

This ghost thing appears too quickly and suddenly, and some people can't even see what it is.

Meng Zhao did not expect such a shocking change. Out of instinctive reaction and safety considerations, a shallow gap was subconsciously cracked in the middle of his eyebrows. A vertical pupil blinked, and a hazy and illusory shadow of armor appeared on his chest like lightning.

Puchi, the huge piercing object collided with the most hard thing. Meng Zhao didn't feel any inappropriate or hurt. The thing that pierced from the lake was urged by the recoil force, causing green blood to fall bit by bit, and the tip was covered with blood.

After a swipe, the straight black shadow rolled back to Mingxiu Lake, and at the same time, a dull roar of ferocious beasts and howls of pain came.

It sounds similar to the sound of a cat in spring and a baby crying, and even with a trace of soul-catching magic.

The bottom of Mingxiu Lake began to tremble violently. First, the water patterns turned into ripples, and then the waves surged, rising and surging outward.

Then the earth along the lakeside also swayed left and right, the stones were bounced up and fell again, and the green grass swayed...

For a moment, even if the lakeside was mostly masters belonging to the major forces in Lingwu City, I was a little nervous.

Some people who were originally leaning against the lake quickly fled there and came to the place where the crowds gathered, and finally felt a little relieved.

While protecting his family's children, Wang Xuanjing asked his mentor, the old man in silver clothes.

"What's that?"
Chapter completed!