Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Shi Jiawen seemed much calmer. First, he still had a trump card that he had not used, and second, he did not think that Meng Zhao would lose.

As mentioned earlier, he was a person who was both conceited and self-deprecating, with a paranoid and stubborn personality, almost possessed by a demon.

It was precisely because of this that Meng Zhao left an invincible impression in the depths of his heart, and it also became an obsession for him.

In his eyes, Meng Zhao was not omnipotent, but he was definitely not someone who would be easily defeated.

At this time, even if there was an extremely mysterious and powerful warrior who was secretly watching and even borrowed Lei Wanche's body to fight Meng Zhao, the outcome was unknown and the result was unpredictable.

However, although the three people had different thoughts, they all had a consensus, that is, the final winner would become the targeted target of the three of them. The so-called targeting was not to go to war with the other party, but to target the other party and make a series of flattery.

The purpose was simple, to survive.

Now the time was not right, and Lei Wanche had another accident. I didn't know whether the cave secret key would still work, so the three people thought of this.

Above the sky, thousands of miles high, the wind was strong and mighty. In the huge sea of ​​thunder, a giant was fiddling with his hands, stirring it everywhere. There were eddies and layers of water splashing, which caused countless thunderstorms and thunder.

His endurance was extremely long, and it seemed that he would never stop until the end of time, until the sea dried up and the rocks crumbled.

Meng Zhao was different. In addition to avoiding it at the beginning, he later adapted to the environment in the sea of ​​thunder. Facing the ubiquitous rejection and targeting, he used all his martial arts wisdom and what he had learned in his life to deal with it and tried to turn danger into safety.

Gradually, facing the actions of the Thunder God Giant, he became more calm and unperturbed. With a flick of his tail and a swing of his dragon head, he easily shuttled through the two arms of the Thunder God Giant with ease.

He seemed to have seen through some secrets of heaven. Every escape route seemed to be an appointment with the giant thunder god. The other party was cooperating with him in acting. Every struggle and escape became not only more calm, but also more beautiful.

It was like a splash-ink landscape painting, with a different artistic conception, which made people intoxicated.

Unknowingly, Meng Zhao had traveled through the huge sea of ​​thunder with his flexible body movements, and imprinted it into his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness with the power of his soul, and analyzed the various secrets and mysteries in it with the art of heart-to-heart communication.

In the silent space, he spread dragon scales, hid dragon blood, and left all kinds of back-ups with the art of arranging troops.

Until Meng Zhao felt that all the arrangements were completed and his patience was completely exhausted, he raised his head and roared.

The rumbling sound waves turned into hundreds of thousands of circular ripples, pouring into the huge sea of ​​thunder. Circles of thunder water were aroused, causing waves, and there were violent winds, beating the waves, making the sea of ​​thunder more unstable and turbulent.

In the end, a huge shadow of a thunder dragon appeared from the sea of ​​thunder, and it entangled with the Thunder God Giant.

Even though the Thunder God Giant had the power to destroy the world, he was a little weak when facing the Thunder Dragon Shadow that appeared in the sea of ​​thunder.

No matter how he struggled, how hard he tried, how he broke free, he could not get rid of the Thunder Dragon Shadow, but was restricted more.

For a while, the Thunder God Giant and the Thunder Dragon Shadow were in a stalemate, and the two became a tug-of-war game, constantly pulling, but they were both maintained in a balanced and stable range.

During this period, Meng Zhao was absolutely unwilling to waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The dragon's body flashed with lightning, turning into the power of all things, absorbing the power of the sea of ​​thunder, and after the destruction, the power of creation.

The dragon's mouth opened like a black hole, swallowing the power of thunder from all directions, and evolving into a stomach bag in its stomach to accommodate the sea of ​​thunder.

This is actually the same behavior as when he swallowed the blood-red mist, that is, the power of the small heaven, in the poison cave space before. It is a kind of plunder and weakening of the origin of the world.

But at that time, Meng Zhao absorbed, digested, and integrated it while absorbing, and completely turned it into his own power.

At this time, Meng Zhao only absorbed it, but did not digest it, but stored it instead.

Because the power of the small heaven in the poison cave space had been crippled by him, it was not a big deal at all, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

But this Lei Ze space is different. The power of the small heaven is definitely not what he can fight at the moment. Even if it is destroyed through the Zhaotian God Mirror, it will only be destroyed, and it will not get any benefits.

Therefore, Meng Zhao chose to take it in once and digest it after he got out.

At that time, it can also increase the power of his Eye of Heavenly Punishment.

Heavenly punishment and Heavenly punishment are often related to the power of thunder, which is in line with the operation of the way of heaven. The two complement each other, and the effect of one plus one is definitely greater than two.

Meng Zhao's actions were very fast, and his actions were also a kind of plunder and infringement on the origin of the Lei Ze small world. It really damaged the Lei Ze small world and stimulated the chaotic Lei Ze space power for many years.

With a tearing sound, a crack of ten thousand miles suddenly appeared in the sky above the sea of ​​thunder, beyond the limit of the sky, and the edge of the world suddenly cracked. The dark hole, endless strong wind, endless divine power, and endless madness gradually evolved into a brilliant golden eye, which swept coldly and ruthlessly in the direction of Meng Zhao.

And with the appearance of this golden giant eye, the sea of ​​thunder disappeared in an instant, and the lightning armor around Lei Wanche was also peeled off.

The giant Thunder God and the shadow of the Thunder Dragon created by Meng Zhao using the power of the sea of ​​thunder were also completely annihilated.

Meng Zhao's heart was filled with alarm bells, knowing that his action of absorbing the power of the origin of the sea of ​​thunder had really touched the mighty Lei Ze, and he also knew that his current situation was very critical and he had to take action.

His figure flashed, and he had already fallen from a height of thousands of miles to the ground, and with him fell the unconscious Lei Wanche.

The head of the Lei family fell into a deep sleep at this time, snoring like thunder, and his physique, blood, breath, and surroundings had all changed to a certain extent.

Originally, Lei Wanche had a sense of vicissitudes of life, but now he was dozens of years younger.

Even the facial features and skin had changed, as if they had been fine-tuned, and looked more perfect.

This was the legacy of the Jade Book after its transformation of his body.

The Bull-Headed God, Liu An, and Shi Jiawen also really saw Meng Zhao's appearance, and immediately had an idea.

Such a strange person and strange appearance, if not Meng Zhao, the Northern Meng Dragon King, who else could it be?

Before they could speak, Meng Zhao had already looked up at the sky, and felt a great terror of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man coming.

Fortunately, he also had some understanding of the power of heaven, and did not dare to hesitate or stop.

He threw a punch, breaking a node in the void, and then, with a move, he disappeared into the crack of the broken void.

The three Bull-Headed Gods, along with Lei Wanche, were also taken away from the Lei Ze small world by Meng Zhao.

With the disappearance of Meng Zhao and the others, the golden eyes at the end of the world, at the limit, slowly dissipated.

The Lei Ze world returned to normal.