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    The opening words: If you have a monthly pass and are willing to give it to seekers, please do so.  This month¡¯s update is relatively weak, so please forgive me.  The first reason for the seeker is pain, and the second reason is that my writing has reached a bottleneck and I have to re-plan the outline. Therefore, the update plan has been repeatedly frustrated recently, so please forgive me my cute friends.

    A true rainbow shadow broke out of the fog, twisting and deforming in the air, sometimes taking the shape of a heavenly dragon, sometimes turning into the shape of a Pegasus, sometimes flying like falling flowers, sometimes gathering like snowballs, after a lot of tearing, breaking, deforming and  After reorganization, this red light of true energy condensed little by little and turned into a maroon war horse spitting out pale flames.

    On the horse, Meng Sansheng, whose gold star armor was all raised up, sat majestically.  At this moment, his body was wrapped in a layer of light green primeval essence. The primeval essence formed a weird outfit that was half ancient robe and half fish scale armor. In his hand, he held a long light blue moon-shaped arc-shaped handle made of the primeval essence.  knife.

    The most bizarre thing is that Meng Sansheng¡¯s eyes were tightly closed together, and the muscles on his face were twitching one after another.

    "Mengshi, do you want to fight us with your eyes closed?" Langji asked curiously.

    "You think I want it!" Meng Sansheng complained, "I can't open my eyes now!"

    ¡°Oh¡ª¡ª¡± Langji had a wicked smile on his face and glanced at the saints around him.

    "Hit him while he can't open his eyes!" Langi waved his hand.  Everyone rushed forward laughing.

    "You, you! You bully the disabled!" Meng Sansheng's eyelids trembled desperately, but he couldn't open them. He wanted to tear his eyelids off.  He knew that he had once again experienced the upper body of a god, and the skills of the upper body seal were now pushed to the extreme by the peripheral array.  He remembered that he had just drawn something remarkable on the scroll of his soul.  However, as soon as he finished painting, he was hit with various skills by Langi and the other six people, and his mind went dark and he couldn't remember anything.

    He felt as if there was another mount under him.  However, this mount was not as restless as the silver tiger, it just panted and crowed quietly.  But he felt that this mount was something special. It was filled with very masculine true energy.  It was like the warm sunshine of spring, unusually warm, making him feel as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.  A trace of inspiration poured into his heart from the mount, and his mind became full of vitality and extremely agile. The sea of ????spirit was surging, and waves of inspiration poured out from time to time, making him excited.

    This is a very strange feeling.  The spiritual body he created based on inspiration actually inspired more inspiration and imagination in him. The force of inspiration is endless and repeats itself until infinity.  This gave him the illusion of omnipotence.

    He touched his body and saw a layer of cold essence covering his body, as cold as frost and as cold as the middle of winter.  But the inside of the true essence is extremely hot, as if it contains a volcano.  And he was in the lava of the volcano.

    His body was heated little by little by the magma.  Gradually it became unbearably hot and my heart was on fire.

    The strange thing is that the hotter his body is, the calmer his brain is and the clearer his thoughts are.  When his body was so hot that it was about to catch fire, he suddenly realized.  I no longer want to open my eyes.  Because in his clear mind, a picture unfolded before his eyes.

    On the scroll, Langi's three eight-level flame rhinos were running, roaring, running side by side, colliding with each other, and rushing towards him.  Chugidi's Nordic God of War held a javelin, surrounded the spiritual formation, and shot at his heart.  Mike's giant spirit man arched his mountain-like muscles, cupped his fists with both hands, and hit the top of his head.  Bruce's body moved like lightning, his diamond claws grabbed his throat and lowered his crotch, extremely viciously.  Francisco and Shiva's hand-held cannons were raised high, aiming at his chest at the same time, preparing for a three-point burst.

    A blood-red thin line passed through the three flame rhinoceros, bypassed Chuguidi, dodged Mike, passed Bruce, passed through Francesco and Shiva, and went straight to Langi who was standing at the back.  The red thread stopped abruptly on Langji's body, and the last thread crossed Langji's lower abdomen.  At this moment, Langi was raising his hands to his chest, commanding the attack of the eighth-level wheel spirit like a band conductor. His lower abdomen was unprotected.

    "I saw it!" Meng Sansheng felt a sharp pain all over his body. The cells in his body seemed to be exploding and steaming. Every nerve seemed to be pulled by invisible giant hands. The tinnitus sounded like spring thunder, drowning out all the sounds in the world.  His five senses were suddenly numb, leaving only the clear picture in his mind.

    ¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± He found himself roaring uncontrollably.  His eyelids suddenly loosened and he opened them quickly. He saw not only the present, but also the future.  His body shook, and the strong wind rushed towards him like a wave, cutting his face like a knife.  The mount beneath his crotch moved.

    The world in front of him turned into a mottled and swaying colorful afterimage, and he seemed to have entered the corridor of time.  His mount not only moved, but also galloped like lightning.

    Three eighth-level wheel spirit beasts are in front of youIn a flash, Chugidi's javelin flew staggeringly over his shoulder as if in slow motion, and Mike's djinn raised his fists like a statue, making poses.  The horse's neighing was deafening, and Meng Sansheng felt that he suddenly soared into the clouds and flew over the head of Bruce, who was charging slowly.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The sound of the wind on both sides turned into a roar that broke the sound barrier, and he found himself passing between Francisco and Shiva like an arrow from a string.  He raised his hand subconsciously, and at this time he saw the weapon in his hand - the light blue crescent knife.

    "Qinglongyan Moon Sword?" Meng Sansheng's eyes almost burst out of their sockets.

    Martial Saint Guan Yu¡¯s Qinglongyan Moon Sword!  Legend has it that the Qinglongyan Moon Sword is weightless and its speed can reach the speed of light.  This seems to be what Huang Yi said, right?  At this moment, Meng Sansheng felt a sense of excellence that he had never experienced before, as if he could accomplish any feat in the world, move mountains, fill seas, and smash stars, all without any problems.

    In front of him was Langji with his eyes wide open.  His lips were green and white, and they were opening rapidly. He wanted to scream subconsciously.  But Meng Sansheng's knife was like a light flowing cloud, rolling into his lower abdomen.

    ¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± Langji¡¯s scream was full of unreality.  Like a dream.

    His upper body shook slightly and fell forward, while his lower body took four or five steps back and lay on his back.  Meng Sansheng's sword, which was like flowing clouds coming out of Xiu Xiu, actually cut into pieces his vermilion blood armor defense shield, causing the defense value to plummet to zero, and at the same time broke his own chakra defense shield.  Forcibly cut it into two pieces.

    With a soft sound, Langji's body turned into smoke and disappeared.

    The sound of chirping horses came melodiously.  Meng Sansheng's body spun lightly on the spot, easily stopping his speed and changing direction.  He looked down.  His mount was dressed in maroon, and it was the red rabbit horse that he had always regarded as the best mount in the world.

    ?? Red Rabbit Horse, Lord Guan, are you trying to make me a super god?

    The burning sensation surged through his body again, and Meng Sansheng longed for killing in his heart. Only the blood of the enemy could cool down this burning desire.

    "Kill¡ª¡ª" Meng Sansheng opened his eyes wide, turned around and turned around with the Qinglongyan Moon Knife.

    The red rabbit horse ran like lightning, the strong wind rushed towards him again, and his world once again turned into an afterimage.  He felt the knife in his hand rolling back and forth in the air like a ghost, drawing a terrifying bow-shaped knife path.  The clear light cyan sword light seemed to be frozen in the air.  Never retreat for a long time.  Near the knife path, there is surging blood.

    The heads of Francisco and Shiva trembled, and the blood in their necks surged out.

    Covered by a day of blood rain, Meng Sansheng galloped towards Chu Jidi, Mike and Bruce who had just turned around.

    ¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± Bruce¡¯s diamond head couldn¡¯t stop the thrust of Qinglongyan Moon Knife, and a small tip of the knife lightly pressed into his eyebrow.  His body collapsed like a mountain of gold and a jade pillar.

    Mike¡¯s giant spirit man held his neck absentmindedly. When the maroon horse rose up in the sky, Meng Sansheng turned back and swiped his throat with a knife. At this moment, blood spurted out from his neck, and he no longer had a trace of life.

    Chu Jidi¡¯s javelin accurately shot Meng Sansheng¡¯s chest.  But he stepped aside, following the red rabbit horse's instant acceleration.  The Yanyue knife was gently moved, and the tip of the knife had already penetrated Chu Jidi's top door, and a spurt of blood spurted out.  Chu Jidi's body hit the ground like a sack.

    Everything happened in the blink of an eye. When Chu Jidi collapsed, Langi's three-headed spiritual beast disappeared like soap bubbles.

    After Meng Sansheng killed Chu Jidi, his crotch was suddenly empty, and he knelt down on the ground. The green clothes and white armor on his body surged away from his body like sea water at low tide.

    His upper body, Prince Guan, even with the blessing of the Spring Formation, could only last for a few seconds.

    But in these precious few seconds, he unleashed terrifying lethality.

    With one against six, all six saints were killed within seconds.  Although they did not use their full strength and did not even set up peripheral arrays, this terrifying explosive damage was comparable to nuclear weapons and was enough to shock the entire field and space.

    Meng Sansheng, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his hands in ecstasy, lowered his head and looked at his palms carefully: "I have made a breakthrough, I have made a breakthrough! I am a saint now, I am a saint! I am a saint -!"

    With tears in his eyes, he clenched his fists and stretched them high into the sky, like a football striker who finally scored the winning goal and won the championship.

    The pulsation of energy vibrated the jugular veins of his body, and a new vision and unparalleled confidence poured into his heart. He felt that the horizon was expanding infinitely, and he seemed to be standing higher and seeing further.  Infinite power was growing in his body. His whole body felt light and he almost wanted to fly.

    ¡°This is having a baseIs it because of the feeling of the Force?  "Meng Sansheng closed his eyes and enjoyed the precious tranquility of this moment. For the first time in his life, he felt that he had a firm hold on a piece of power. This power would never betray him or let him down.

    The surrounding scene suddenly turned dark, and Meng Sansheng found himself back in the Jialan skill library again.

    "Congratulations, Mr. Meng Sansheng, you have successfully opened the genetic lock and possess the genetic force. Your true energy has now exceeded ten times the original total. Please use your power rationally and do not over-consume and overload your body.  ." On the interface of Jialan's skill library, Yaotang's virtual image appeared. Its words were soft and gentle, and it seemed that it was also happy for Meng Sansheng.  Or maybe this was just an illusion caused by Meng Sansheng's great joy.

    "Tangdian, don't worry, I will definitely use my power well and become the first saint in the second apocalypse, hahahahaha" Meng Sansheng raised his head and laughed with pride.

    The electronic door of the skill library suddenly opened, and Langji and the other six people appeared at the door.

    "Ah, Langji, are you here to congratulate me?" Meng Sansheng smiled from ear to ear and turned around to ask.  (To be continued)

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