Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

But then again, now that the will of heaven in Lei Ze's small world has revived, and even wants to devour and assimilate the small world of Poison Cave, it is definitely a troublesome problem.

Meng Zhao now does not dare to rashly enter Lei Ze's small world. As long as he dares to show up, Lei Ze's little will of heaven will definitely use all its strength to kill him. There is no second possibility.

Of course, it is not necessarily true to say that there is no solution at all and that we are helpless.

First of all, Meng Zhao now has many areas that can be improved.

One is that the feathered insect creates a cocoon to bind itself. It combines the evil soldiers and evil tribulations with its own eye of punishment to give birth to a supreme supernatural power. The second is to completely digest the sky patching. All the gains are also a way to quickly improve his strength for Meng Zhao.

In addition, Meng Zhao also had some thoughts about the five-color flower bead in his hand. Simply treating it as one of his own treasures, using it to attack, assist in practice, or defend, would be a waste of natural resources.

He felt that these five-color beads contained the power to mend the sky, and contained the five elements of Taoism and the power of the world. He might as well imitate the evil soldiers and evil calamities, and refine them into a world-shattering magical power, and become another one of his own killers. means of cutting.

Of course, no matter what kind of idea it is, Meng Zhao must use the deduction function of the Divine Mirror to improve the feasibility of success.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Meng Zhao's figure disappeared among the treetops, escaping into the darkness and undergoing deep transformation and sublimation...

In the distant city of Jizhou, at this time, the Ninth Prince Beitang Shu was facing great embarrassment.

The huge Fuwang Mansion has hundreds of houses, a forest of pavilions, waterside pavilions and pavilions, all of which are extremely luxurious.

On the top of a Wangchuan Tower, dozens of meters above the ground, it looks like the outside of the tower with the wings of a roc stretched out.

Beitang Shu's face was cold, his thin lips were blood red, and the fierce light in his eyes gradually disappeared. The bright red blood stains between his fingers, as well as traces of broken bones, showed signs of coldness and cruelty.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and said,

"You deserve to die! You can't even do a small thing well. It's not a pity to die!"

Next to the balcony, a figure that was originally slender and beautiful now looked like a dilapidated doll, lying on her back on the white jade-paved balcony, her eyes widened, her bright and beautiful eyes now dim, as if she had no thought at all. However, he will be killed by the prince who has always liked and doted on him.

Between the maid's eyebrows, a bloody hole as thick as a finger was oozing out, and gurgling red and white juices were gushing out. In the dark night, under the cool breeze, steam was rising.

Outside the balcony, there were several figures standing neatly listening. Two of them were Chen Siyuan and Fu Fei who were originally sent to Lingwu City.

Under Meng Zhao's arrangement, the two finally returned to Prince Fu's Mansion safe and sound. Although they were treated harshly and even punished because of poor performance, they survived and returned to the inner circle of Prince Fu's Mansion. .

However, at the moment, Chen Siyuan, Fu Fei, and other senior officials of Prince Fu's Mansion are all a little frightened.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked down, wishing he could lower his head to his chest.

Beitang said that the current Ninth Prince, Prince Fu, has become increasingly erratic and violent in recent times for some unknown reason.

The maid just now was just a little slow in her movements, but she was killed by Prince Fu himself. Still in such a cruel way, it is inevitable that people will feel fear and tremble in their hearts.

Especially if Beitang Shu always behaves like this, they won't do anything. They will just get used to it if they have any unnecessary thoughts.

But, unfortunately, Beitang Shu in the past had a broad mind. Not to mention that he was just a little slow. Even if he made a big mistake, he would just punish him according to the rules of the house. How could he be so bloody and kill someone himself? ?

Such uncertainty and unprovoked violence naturally make it difficult for the people under his control to decide.

Of course, the more terrifying thing is not these.

I saw Beitang Shu slowly put his fingers stained with red and white juice and bits of broken bones into his mouth, chewed them carefully, showed a perverted smile, and laughed loudly,

"Excellent brain fluid, indeed, this is the best supplement!"

Where is this noble prince from Tianhuang, a prince with extraordinary bearing and great talent?

He is clearly a terrifying demon who chooses and devours people and destroys humanity.

However, the reality is here. Although it is strange and gloomy, and everyone is afraid from the bottom of their hearts, they still have to surrender to him.

No one would care about the life of a mere maid, but what Beitang Shu did was really disturbing.

How could the wise and mighty Prince Fu become like this?

Everyone present could not help but have their thoughts wandering around, gradually remembering the origin of everything.

It originated from an assassination by the evil master.

Of course, that was just the beginning, and Beitang Shu did not become so violent and unprovoked from that time on.

It was not until recently that they started investigating Nangong Yao. They wanted to deal with this former top ten in the world, but they were repeatedly frustrated and even suffered heavy casualties. This completely exploded all the dark emotions in Beitang Shu's heart.

Killing is not the purpose, it is just a way to vent.

As for the perverted act of sucking brain fluid, that's another story. Maybe it's because Beitang Shu's nature is like this, but now he's letting it go?

But no matter what it was, everyone present did not dare to show any slightness, nor did they dare to show it openly.

"Mr. Feng, think of a way. I want Nangong Yao to kneel in front of me alive. Can you do it?"

After cleaning up his fingers, Beitang Shu calmed down, his eyes became clear again, and after thinking for a while, he said to the first person in the crowd,

This person is about thirty years old, with gray hair, but he has a good temperament, gentle and elegant, and a pair of eyes, like pearls, like amber, bright, deep, and full of wisdom.

Of course, his identity is not simple. He is the descendant of the Yin-Yang family, a medieval hundred families who Beitang Shu has repeatedly invited in Jizhou. His cultivation is only innate, but for Beitang Shu, his value is not in martial arts, but in the overall view and wisdom. He is one of his think tanks and can help him deal with various difficult matters.

At this time, he has failed many times and can't do anything about Nangong Yao. He can't even touch the other party's shadow, and he has lost so many people. He still hopes to use the wisdom of Mr. Feng to solve this trouble.

Mr. Feng also had a bitter look on his face. He did not approve of Beitang Shu's deliberate targeting of one of the Ten Greatest Masters in the World. Now that he knew that the other party had extraordinary skills and was mysterious, it was even more troublesome.

Wisdom can indeed help people do things that they could not do before.

However, in the face of absolute force, the role of wisdom is actually quite limited.

Otherwise, there would not be the sentence that one force can defeat ten skills.