The moment the two collided, an almost deafening explosion rippled out from between them.
Suddenly, many treasures in the palace were shattered by the powerful energy!
Among them, there is no shortage of some more precious treasures.
If it were other cultivators who saw this scene, they would be so distressed that they would bleed.
? But for these two.
They only focused on each other.
As for the treasures that flew out, they didn¡¯t even look at them.
It¡¯s as if those treasures don¡¯t exist at all!
"How could you, little guy, be able to withstand this attack from me!"
"What kind of strength do you have!"
After the smoke filling the air gradually dissipated.
The moment I saw the young man on the ground, still maintaining a calm expression.
The old man had a ferocious expression, and there was inevitably a hint of disbelief.
What he couldn¡¯t believe was that even with his demigod level of strength, he didn¡¯t even use it to its full potential.
The power of just one claw strike is enough to seriously injure the opponent!
But why, the other party doesn¡¯t have anything?
All kinds of thoughts popped up in my mind.
The old man couldn't help but become very curious about the identity of the young man in front of him.
"Sure enough, after my bloodline has been improved, even the strong men in the demigod realm can't do anything to cause harm to me, haha"
Meng Jing ignored the shocked words of those old men.
Instead, he lowered his head and glanced at the part of himself that had just been grabbed by the old man.
There were a few scratches on that arm.
At this moment, with the influence of the bloodline of the Fierce Wing Tiger clan in his body, the few scratches that can be seen clearly on the body surface are being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than a few breaths, the scratches on the arm had disappeared.
It is even said that even a scratch is difficult to see clearly.
It is enough to show how powerful the bloodline of the Fierce Winged Tiger is when it reaches the First God Realm.
"You want to ask about my strength?"
"I am just a first-level god!"
After raising his head and looking at the old man with an extremely ugly face, Meng Jing smiled and said.
"impossible!"
"How can you only be in the First God Realm!"
The old man couldn¡¯t believe what his ears heard.
Someone who can withstand his own attack!
No matter what, he must be a strong man in the demigod realm.
But now, this young man only said that he was a strong man in the realm of the First God.
How can people believe this!
"Believe it or not!"
Seeing the disbelief on the old man¡¯s face, Meng Jing didn¡¯t bother to explain to him.
I am indeed in the first level of God.
But he didn¡¯t say that his first god realm did not refer to his own cultivation realm!
He also has the blood of the Fierce Winged Tiger!
There is also the immortal fire!
Of course, there is also the Thunder Flame of Heaven!
They are all in the realm of first gods!
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?If you add it all up, it cannot be compared with the realm of the First God alone.
"Since you don't tell me, then die!"
The old man¡¯s gloomy expression became increasingly ugly.
And in his body, there is a steady stream of divine power pouring out.
Since a person's strength has been elevated to the realm of the First God.
The power that this practice can mobilize.
It is no longer the spiritual energy on the mainland.
Rather, it is something called divine power.
This kind of divine power is not as ethereal and illusory as the spiritual energy in the body.
Rather, one can express a person's divine power through the power released outwards.
Just as the old man gritted his teeth, his power almost covered his whole body.
Even his feet were invisibly injected with an extremely powerful force.
If it is not suspended on the ground, there will be some distance.
I am afraid that the power injected into both feet alone is enough to cause the entire ground to collapse!
But even so, the old man was just floating, some distance from the ground, but the ground was still cracked!
"Poison Armor!"
At this time, the old man shouted again.
At that moment, a layer of faint green armor appeared.
This green armor was directly put on the old man's body.
In an instant, the momentum suddenly increased a lot.
"This armor looks very simple!"
For this overwhelming, sweeping aura.
Meng Jing¡¯s eyes flickered.
He knew very well that the old man's aura at this moment was extraordinary.
It shows that that piece of armor is not simple!
¡°Master, I smell something of the same kind, can you let me come out and deal with it?¡±
At this moment, a voice came into Meng Jing¡¯s ears.
"Um?"
Meng Jing was stunned for a moment when he heard the sudden sound in his ears.
And that voice became like crying without tears.
"Master, you won't forget me, will you?"
"I am the Nether Armor who signed a contract with you!"
"Armor of the Netherworld?"
This time, there was the reminder from that voice.
Meng Jing quickly remembered.
You can¡¯t blame him for this.
He recycled too many treasures.
It is easy to overlook one or two, which is normal.
However, he has not forgotten the words of Nether Armor.
That is the armor made by using the fire of the netherworld.
"Yes, yes, Master, you finally remembered me."
¡°It¡¯s not easy, woohoo!¡±
Meng Jing rolled his eyes and smiled.
"Don't act pitiful, old man."
"Hurry up and tell me, it smells like the same thing!"
He actually became curious about the similar taste in the Nether Armor's mouth.
The voice of the Nether Armor became aggrieved.
"Master, have you seen the armor that old guy is wearing?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com