Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Since the ceremony could not be started for the time being, Su Tianwang decided to arrange the defense of Xiagudi.

After all, each of them knows that the road to success must be accompanied by disasters and obstacles.

Without further ado, there is a high probability that Xiang Qing will make moves, so he has to make preparations.

At this time, there are not many masters here, but they are all high-strength, and they can be regarded as top-notch in a whole state.

There are people like Si Peng, Mo Li, Wei Hua, Yuan Qing, Qiu Lian, and Meng Zhao.

The worst among them should be Qiu Lian. Of course, on the surface, Meng Zhao is not much different from him.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and one side faces the lake. The lake is full of mighty blue waves. Under the cover of thick fog, it is endless. It is difficult to get a glimpse of the whole picture, and basically no one will start from here, so ignore it.

Therefore, Su Hongtu focused all his defenses on the area surrounded by mountains on three sides.

And there were exactly six people, so they formed a team of two, Si Peng Wei Hua, Mo Li Meng Zhao, Yuan Qingqiu Lian.

The other two teams have deep feelings, mutual friendship, and perfect understanding. Only Meng Zhao and Mo Li have an ordinary relationship and don't know much about each other. They are just purely colleagues.

However, there was no objection to such an arrangement, because although Meng Zhao deliberately restrained most of his strength, the fierce and domineering aura revealed was by no means weak.

At least, compared to Yuan Qing, he was not weak, and Li Li could accept it.

And no matter how rebellious Mo Li was, at this juncture, it was impossible for him to go against Su Hongtu's arrangement and play with his temper.

As time passed, while everyone was on guard and inspecting the surroundings, they focused their attention on the very mysterious altar in the center of the valley, and Su Hongtu who was sitting cross-legged on the altar.

They are all curious about what kind of wonderful things will happen next.

"Hateful, according to the time calculation, it is now approaching noon, but this thief still looks like a ghost."

Li Li raised his head and glanced at the sky, there were dark clouds covering the top, which completely blocked the scorching sun, and it was even three points colder than the night, so he couldn't help cursing bitterly.

According to what Su Hongtu said, the sun is in the middle of the day, which is the best environment for his cultivation. Unfortunately, it is almost impossible for this environment to appear now.

Meng Zhao shook his head. In fact, normally speaking, since Su Hongtu has a way to manipulate the Dharma altar, it should not be difficult to calculate the weather, time and celestial phenomena. Only in this way can he gather the right time, place and people to help him reach that level.

Therefore, he didn't think it was God's helplessness, but that the sky covered with dark clouds covering the sky was most likely affected by the magic altar and the breath of evil soldiers, and the water vapor was constantly drawn and gathered clouds to form such a scene.

Therefore, let alone today, even if it is any day, as long as the energy gathers on the Dharma altar, the meat Tai Sui is about to mature, and probably cannot escape such a celestial phenomenon.

This should also be regarded as a catastrophe on the road to success, which must be overcome.

"It's okay, the king of heaven is confident, calm and composed, if you want to come to mere dark clouds, it won't affect the overall situation. Look, there is movement."

Meng Zhao dealt with it, and suddenly found something happened on the altar, and asked Li Li to watch.

It turned out that at some time, the area around the altar was lit up with rich light of earthy yellow and water blue, surrounding the altar, flowing, squeezing, and finally turning into two unicorns to guard the altar.

The earthy yellow is derived from the atmosphere of the earth and mountains, while the blue water is the atmosphere of deep lakes and rivers.

The two qis are originally qualitative and invisible, and it is difficult for people to see clearly with the naked eye, but at this time, not only can the colors of the two qis be seen, but even the two qis transform into forms, which look extraordinarily magnificent.

"It turns into a unicorn, this is a sign of auspiciousness."

Of course, Li Li also saw this scene, muttering in his mouth, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Meng Zhao snorted coldly in his heart, the qi turned into a unicorn, normally speaking, it is indeed an auspicious sign, however, this exquisite aura is just food, used to supply the energy to form the evil soldiers.

On the altar, the vision continues.

I saw one after another scattered on the altar, full of blood, murderous, evil, etc. The blades, or knives, or swords, or axes... were soaked by these two colors of light.

As if soaked by water, each one is also shining.

The next moment, the hundreds of thousands of weapons, regardless of their materials, began to show cracks on the surface, and as if in an instant, after countless long years, the cracks spread, grew larger, and finally cracked.

After splitting apart, these many weapons turned into powder and scattered in the air like quicksand in the wind.

However, the various auras originally stored in the weapon took root, germinated, blossomed, and bear fruit under the watering of the aura of mountains and rivers.

A stream of bright red, pitch black, faint purple, and azure aura, constantly stretching and stretching, turning into various forms of monsters that can only be seen in people's imaginations.

It's a Yaksha, a Shura, a man-eating evil spirit, a horned horse, and all kinds of strange things.

Such a change is really quite abrupt.

Before, there was still an auspicious atmosphere, a kind of scene of Luotian Shanggong and Yaochi Golden Palace. When you turn your head, hundreds of monsters are formed, which can scare a person to death.

Li Li still had an expression of ecstasy before, but his facial features immediately became distorted and abrupt, which was a little surprising.

"This, this, how could this be? What are those weapons?"

Li Li was a little unbelievable. The shattering of the weapons was actually nothing. At this time, the auspicious energy around the altar was already strong enough to show its energy. Some of the weapons were not strong enough. After being poured, they shattered and weathered. Nothing strange.

After all, with his cultivation base, if he instilled true energy with all his strength, he could easily shatter some weapons, and he couldn't bear his huge strength at all.

But after shattering, it seemed to release countless monsters, but he couldn't imagine, how could there be such ghosts among ordinary weapons?

He was not an ignorant boy. He had been in Liangzhou for so many years, and he had never seen any big storms, but this was the first time such a strange thing happened.

If this thing is a kind of magic weapon, it would make sense, but how could there be so many magic weapons?
Meng Zhao watched it with gusto, and even smiled lightly, because he saw one of the long knives being broken, and a dark purple dragon-shaped air mass emerged from it, domineering, murderous, and evil. Among them, they are arranged as the genus above.

There is no doubt that this aura originated from Meng Zhao's dragon blood, and at the same time mixed with the aura of killing evil.

This can be regarded as his second hand, it seems that the bald Zeng Yan's mission has been accomplished very well.

This made the arrangement he had left before not in vain, and it was enough for him to grasp the first-line opportunity in the ensuing open and secret battle.