Chapter 3544: Gestation
Luo Zheng, the body that has been strengthened by the origin of the blood of God, also has an amazing explosive power!
Every punch hits the black monster, the waves that erupted spread everywhere, and the blazing maple trees around them swayed wildly.
"Booming..."
Those interracial people, the immortal people have been hiding in the blazing maple trees and watching the battle, one by one stunned.
"The power of this tall human being is already terrible!"
"Wumeng’s judgment is really accurate, and this human strength is above him."
"But this person is even stronger, and it can't shake the black and white points..."
In the long years when the rivers were in control of the phoenix forest, many aliens wanted to eradicate them.
The most powerful of these is the empty family and the Yuanling civilization.
Because of its special form, Yuanling civilization can't enter the phoenix forest to fight, but they can use extraordinary means to master the large amount of resources in Sanqing.
Once the Yuanling civilization created a powerful dark blood scorpion, this singer was created by the eyes, costing a lot of precious resources of Yuanling civilization, and its strength is indeed far stronger than the general Hemon people.
Can face the black but not a round, it was broken up.
Since then, the Yuanling civilization has never attempted to work on the river monks in the blazing forest.
The non-empty family has also tried similarly, because the non-empty family knows the power of Hei Meng and puts the target in the hands of Black Mongolia from the beginning.
Tongtian Master created his own substitute, and after immersing himself in the golden pool of the Qingtian for several years, he went to the blazing forest to challenge Hei Meng.
The result of the challenge of the non-empty family is better than that of the Yuanling civilization. The Heavenly Masters rely on the strange body and the black monk to circumvent several rounds.
Even though the speed of the sky-teacher's substitute is extremely fast, the means of attack is not enough to break the defense of Blackmont, and it is still smashed by the black box.
Since then, no other force has dared to challenge Blackmont. Black Mongolia defeated opponents, basically all of them are killing. Most aliens and immortal people also feel that black murder does not use a second punch. However, Luo Zheng makes the accident happen. He not only suffers from black slamming, but even retains it. Fighting power
To counterattack.
But this counterattack is also futile.
Black Mongolia has almost no dodge. Although he was retreated by Luo Zheng’s fist, his legs plowed two gullies on the ground, but the expression on his face did not change. There was a trace of invisibility in his eyes. Mocking.
"Your physical toughness is good, but the strength is too weak," Blackmon shook his head.
After Luo Zheng realized that this level of attack had no effect on Hei Meng, he also stopped, but by saying, "I heard no, you are too weak."
Luo Zheng’s words made Hei Meng somewhat confused. What does “We” mean in Luo Zhengkou?
Is this kid not a person?
Luo Zheng’s words are naturally said to the origin of the gods of blood... Soon, Luo Zheng feels that the blood in the body is rolling like a wave of water. The origin of the blood also understands that the energy cannot be used in the phoenix forest, and it uses a strange surge. The way of expression expressed protest and conveyed a different kind of emotion to Luo Zheng -
I can still get stronger.
This kind of emotion cannot be expressed in words, but Luo Zheng can clearly feel it.
"Since you admit that you are weak, you should understand the fate of the weak." Black Mongolia opened his arms.
"Of course I understand," Luo Zheng smiled. "But you have to wait."
The body that said that the levy was suddenly disappeared, and the smashing illusion also led to the reaction of the phoenix forest. Several maple leaves illuminate the path and flew toward him.
However, as before, the Luo Zheng has disappeared before the Maple Leaf burst.
Fuxi, son-in-law, and the king of the heavens, the East Emperor and the old man also smashed the magical curse, and instantly separated from the other side. They also smashed the magical spell and quit to attract more maple leaves.
"Booming..."
Some of the maple leaves blasted in front of Blackmont, and Black Mongolian did not move, not afraid of these maple leaves.
"Wait a minute?"
"Most of it is running! Run the monk, can't run the temple, I am going to find a Yi people to bring them back to the other side!" said the squat.
The fear is that the Yi people pull back the creatures in the chaotic world. It is also the magical power of the Yi people. Moreover, this kind of magical power in the Sanqing period is not unique to the Yi people. It is not difficult for the Yuanling civilization to find help.
Hei Meng looked at him coldly. "He asked me to wait for him. He should come back."
"Black Mongolian, these mice are sure to shrink in the chaotic world and dare not return, I have to look at their shadows without disappearing them..."
When I said half of it, I felt that Blackmond was full of killing eyes, and the rest of the words could not be said.
His legs trembled and he kept going back.
When he retreated to Wumeng, Wumeng sneered. "Probably you have to say one more word. Now there is no chance to stand next to me. How does Blackmon need you to do something?"
The black Mongolian stood still in the same place, the many aliens in the open space of the forest, the atmosphere of the immortal people was somewhat suppressed, and now no one dares to go to the Shenhe River in the face of the black Mongolian, everyone is waiting with Wumeng. .
Lishan...
The returning son-in-law, Fu Xi, Lao Lao, and Dong Huang’s face are extremely ugly.
It is clear to them that it is not safe to return to the chaotic world.
The four men turned their eyes to Luo Zheng, and Luo Zheng looked at his body, but said, "You step back one step..."
At this moment, Luo Zheng's stomach swelled fiercely, and the drum was like a ball.
This huge belly is like an alchemy furnace. The temperature inside the stomach rises rapidly, rises, and then rises...
It is not far from the East Emperor, the old man and other immortalities are unbearable, can only retreat, and the son-in-law quickly evacuates a group of holy souls, leading the people to withdraw from the palace.
The people just quit soon, and a large palace was directly burned by high temperatures.
From the collapse of the palace, a dazzling little sun rises, and in the center of the little sun there is a black spot.
"Luo Zheng, is this... a strange freak?" Feng Ge looked at the distance.
"I don't know what is pregnant in his stomach, but it should make him stronger..." The Emperor looked at this scene and was also incredible.
The face of Fuxi and Nuwa is unusually solemn.
They have seen Luo Zheng repeatedly strengthen, it can be said that several changes have completely separated from the state of the people, but it is much calmer.
But this time Luo Zheng was so strong and hard to strengthen, I am afraid that facing the black Mongolia is very reluctant...
"call……"
Luo Zheng, who floated in midair, felt that the origin of the body's blood was constantly moving toward the stomach. He himself looked at the black spot with a look of wonder. "Isn't this really an remedy?"
Luo Zheng also faintly understands that Hei Meng is too powerful, and the origin of the **** of blood wants to continue to strengthen the flesh, only to use more complicated means. However, in the vast public, the use of the belly to breed a drug, or let Luo Zheng some speechless.
