Chapter 209 Are You Dissatisfied?

Chapter 209 Are you dissatisfied?

Along with the voice, Meng Tang seemed to see a majestic figure.

He held a giant axe and split the chaotic world, thus giving birth to Hongmeng.

I don't know how long it took.

Meng Tang opened his eyes again, and the moonlight was already on him.

He actually stood here for a day and a night.

But he kept muttering, "The ultimate strength"

Obviously, Ye Fan opened a new door for him.

With this ancient body training technique, even if he can't cultivate spiritual energy, it doesn't matter.

By tempering his body, he can still become the strongest in the future.

The first body cultivator in Sanqian Daozhou, this is his goal.

"Master, thank you for giving me a new life!"

Meng Tang kowtowed in a certain direction.

"Go, don't let me down."

As Ye Fan's voice floated into Meng Tang's ears, the next moment, his eyes blurred, and the world around him changed drastically.

When Meng Tang reacted again, he found himself in Zhenbei Palace.

"How powerful is my master? He can teleport me billions of miles away?"

Meng Tang was horrified, and his understanding of Ye Fan's strength became more vague.

In his memory, even the worshiper of the War Candidate Realm of Dragon Country.

I am afraid that he is not as awesome as his own master.

No matter what, he is still too weak now, and these things are not something he can guess.

Now the most urgent thing is to start practicing the ancient body training skills.

My goal is to become the strongest body cultivator in the Three Thousand Daozhou!

"Ding, the host's descendants are detected: Meng Tang's physical strength has exceeded 180,000 jins, and the host is rewarded with the ninth level of god-level cultivation!"

Boom!

At the top of the Nine Heavens, the thunder tribulation rises again.

Ye Fan slightly raised his eyes and stepped into the sky.

At the same time.

The Temple of the God of War.

"Dangdangdang!"

The earth-shaking sound of the bell rang, and instantly spread throughout the Temple of the God of War.

At the same time, a vast and magnificent voice rang.

"The competition for the saint sons of the nine major forces is about to begin. Please come out of retreat and prepare in advance!"

Then the words fell.

Boom! Boom! Boom

Then a strong and terrifying aura rose into the sky.

On the central square of the War God Temple, dozens of saint sons descended from different directions.

Each saint son exuded a vast and terrifying wave like Wang Yang.

"Does our War God Temple have so many saint sons? I thought there were only nine."

"You don't understand this, right? There are indeed nine saint sons in the top nine, but there are still many substitutes."

"I see, but the strength of these substitute saint sons is not something you and I can covet."

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With the appearance of the saint sons of the War God Temple, the disciples around began to discuss.

Not only these disciples discussed, but the saint sons in the central square at this time also discussed.

Now the second son of the War God Temple, Ba Wei, who has the title of King of Light, looked around and said, "Where is the first son Tuta? Why can't I see him?"

"You don't know yet, the first son of the War God Temple is no longer Tuta." A son replied.

"The first son has been replaced? Who is it?"

Ba Wei was very surprised to hear the news that the first son had been replaced.

He had been in seclusion for a period of time before, so he didn't know much about what was happening in the outside world.

But he never expected that during his seclusion.

The first son of the War God Temple was replaced?

Just as Ba Wei looked around, a calm voice sounded, "It's me."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Zhong Zhiying, why are you dissatisfied?"

A calm glance swept over, and the second son Ba Wei trembled all over, that was the fear of encountering a life-and-death crisis.

Finally, Ba Wei slowly lowered his head.

Boom boom boom!

Thunder and lightning, heavy rain.

In this extreme weather, looking from afar, there is only a huge mountain.

It is moving forward with thunder and lightning.

Looking carefully, it turns out that there is a small figure under the huge mountain.

It turns out that it is not the mountain that is moving, but this small figure, carrying the huge mountain on its back.

It is Meng Tang who has practiced the Taigu Body Training Technique.

Previously, under Ye Fan's teaching, Meng Tang broke through the huge force of 180,000 jin.

Barely obtained the qualification to practice the Taigu Body Training Technique.

After practicing the Taigu Body Training Technique for several months, Meng Tang's huge strength.

It broke through from 180,000 jin to 1 million jin.

Although Meng Tang cannot practice now, his physical magical power is not inferior to that of ordinary cultivators.

According to Meng Tang's estimation, ordinary warrior soul cultivators can't beat him now.

When he breaks through a little more, he can completely match the warrior king realm cultivator.

And Meng Tang's father, the King of Zhenbei, is a ninth-level warrior king.

Meng Tang's current goal is to catch up with his father's cultivation realm as soon as possible with physical strength.

By practicing the ancient body training technique, Meng Tang also experienced thunder tribulation and completed a new round of transformation.

Now he has a huge strength of one million pounds.

After a day of practice, Meng Tang had just returned to the mansion when he received news from the servants.

It was said that the King of Zhenbei asked him to come over.

"Did my father ask me to come over?"

Meng Tang packed up and rushed back to the King of Zhenbei's mansion.

When Meng Tang arrived, the King of Zhenbei was waiting outside the mansion.

"Father, why are you standing here waiting for me?" Meng Tang asked in confusion, but he was very moved.

"Silly boy, today is your tenth birthday, have you forgotten it?" King Zhenbei said with a smile.

Meng Tang was stunned when he heard this. He had been so obsessed with cultivation these days that he really forgot his birthday.

"Come, follow me to worship the ancestors. Now that you are ten years old, it is time to pay homage to the ancestors of the Meng family."

King Zhenbei took Meng Tang's hand and led him into the mansion.

Ancestor?

Meng Tang was actually right in his heart. He was very curious about this ancestor of the Meng family.

It is said that the first ancestor of the Meng family only used 3,000 armored soldiers to conquer this huge country.

It can be called a legend of a generation.

Then, under the leadership of King Zhenbei, Meng Tang followed him to an underground ancestral hall.

"It's there, go and worship." King Zhenbei pointed to the front.

Meng Tang looked at what he heard and froze in his place, dumbfounded, like a wooden chicken.

Because, above the spirit tablet, there was a portrait hanging.

The young monk in white in the portrait was the master who taught him the physical cultivation method!

"This, this"

Meng Tang felt that his mind was a mess.

His ancestor and his master were actually the same person.

This information was so explosive that he couldn't react for a while.

In the sky.

There were two eyes that were watching here silently.

It was Ye Fan and Minghe.

Ye Fan didn't care, because this was his bad taste after all.

But Minghe next to him couldn't help shaking his head.

Poor child, being played around by his ancestor without knowing it.