The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

When the blow missed, the monk was not angry, but looked at Zhou Mingyu with interest. This monk's surname was Wu Mingmeng, the legitimate son of the prime minister of Langyue Kingdom, and the noble concubine in the palace was his aunt. In order to please Princess Mingzhu these years, he did not do anything. Don't think of ways to humiliate the queen and her son. He is very experienced in how to make people suffer. In his eyes, Zhou Mingyu is a piece of meat on his chopping board. He can rub it as much as he wants. If he hits him, he will be killed. Not only would he have to be punished, but it would also be meaningless. He preferred to tease Zhou Mingyu like a cat and a mouse. It would be better to beat him black and blue and then cripple him, that would be more interesting.

Thinking of this, Wu Meng's whole body flashed with light, and his body shape skyrocketed. The muscles on his arms swelled inch by inch, and the clothes on his body were bulged by him, revealing his strong wheat-colored chest. He looked at the opposite side. The weak Zhou Mingyu walked towards him step by step with a ferocious smile on his face.

Zhou Mingyu looked at Wu Meng, whose momentum was soaring. His eyes, which were always full of smiles, gradually condensed. Instead of the embarrassment and fear just now, they became full of fighting spirit and lost their usual carefree attitude. , with a chilling air all over his body.

Wu Meng looked very strong at this time, but such a state must consume extremely spiritual energy. Although the opponent's golden elixir was more abundant than his own spiritual energy, it would definitely not be able to maintain it for a long time under such consumption. Once Wu Meng's spiritual energy After exhaustion and breaking down his gong, his opportunity will come.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mingyu took out the folding fan that he always kept in his hand. He waved the folding fan, and his spiritual power picked up the dust in the sky, making the arena become gray, and his figure gradually became blurry. , Wu Meng had already found it very difficult to catch Zhou Mingyu's figure. Without a target to attack, Wu Meng felt irritable in his heart, cursed in his mouth, and waved the mace in his hand around randomly, causing bursts of strong wind. , but nothing could be done to drive away the dust in the sky. On the contrary, the dust increased more and more. In the end, everything one meter in front of him became blurry. He closed his eyes and tried to release his spiritual consciousness. He looked around, but found that the sand dust could suppress even his spiritual consciousness, which made him feel a little uneasy.

At this moment, the folding fan on his side flew out. When he sensed the folding fan and wanted to avoid it, he found that it was too late. He was currently huge. Although he had a strong sense of strength, his movements were slow. He only had time. Turning slightly sideways, a long wound appeared on his arm from the fan, and blood suddenly flowed. The fan hit him and was quickly absorbed into the sand, disappearing without a trace.

Wu Meng was in pain, and his heart was furious and unwilling. He swung the mace more intensively, but it couldn't stop the elusive folding fan. New wounds were constantly added to his body, but the look in his eyes should have been Zhou Mingyu, who had been repaired horribly, was indeed unscathed, which made him even more angry. He wanted to withdraw the technique, but he was unable to do anything at this time. His technique was very overbearing. As long as he used it, he must maintain enough strength. Time, if he forced his energy away, he would definitely suffer severe backlash, but his huge figure at this time was like a target, making him miserable.

When the time for the exercises finally came, Wu Meng's figure returned to normal and became flexible again. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw the dust around him rolling violently, and then his vision quickly changed. It was clear that the dust in the sky condensed into an earth dragon with teeth and claws. With a loud roar, the earth dragon circled in the sky and then swooped towards him. Wu Meng was horrified. He never thought that Zhou Mingyu, who was only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, could use such a technique. At this time, he had just cast the Powerful Diamond Technique, and his body was very weak. He didn't have time to think too much, and all the rest of his body was gone. He mobilized all his spiritual power and formed a very thick earth wall in front of him, hoping to block Zhou Mingyu's attack.

But what happened was counterproductive. Under the impact of the earth dragon, the earth wall only lasted a few breaths before falling apart. Wu Meng, who was behind the earth wall and had exhausted his spiritual power, was thrown upside down by the impact of the earth dragon and fell directly. At the bottom of the ring, he fell unconscious on the spot. Although he was not dead, half of his life was gone. Seeing that he was covered in blood and looked gray and gray, he didn't know how injured he was. Someone in the crowd quickly carried Wu Meng away. , the people below the ring looked at Zhou Mingyu on the ring, and their eyes became extremely fanatical.

Zhou Mingyu stood on the ring and accepted the praises of everyone. He unfolded the folding fan in his hand expressionlessly and waved it a few times. His appearance of being unfazed immediately attracted the attention of several girls on the stage. scream.

Bai Qinghua noticed that something was wrong with Zhou Mingyu's state at this time, and winked at Heiye beside him. Heiye curled his lips in disgust, but still stood on tiptoe and stepped onto the ring. Zhou Mingyu stepped onto the ring. Seeing that someone finally came to pick him up, he breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Heiye, and then fell straight down. Heiye caught him, ducked out of the ring, and together with Bai Qing and Hua Changle, they Zhou Mingyu was sent back to his room.

Zhou Mingyu's cultivation level is not as good as Wu Meng's, and he suffered internal injuries long ago under his pressure. In the end, he used a mid-level earth-level technique like Kang Long's Strike, which drained the spiritual power from his body. Naturally, he couldn't bear it. Bai Qinghua fed him a few pills of the spirit-reviving pill, the spirit-nourishing pill, and the body-building pill that nourished the meridians and body that she had just refined, so that Hei Ye and Chang Le could leave the lounge and go outside. Sit cross-legged and protect him.

One day later, strong spiritual power fluctuations came from the room. Bai Qinghua and the other three opened their eyes at the same time, and saw Zhou Mingyu rushing out of the room with a face full of joy and rushing into the training room. Bai Qinghua knew that Zhou Mingyu The opportunity finally came for Zhou Mingyu. When he met Zhou Mingyu, he must have been a monk at the Golden Core Realm. They didn't bother him and left Zhou Mingyu's room on his own. After thinking about it, he headed towards the first floor again.

After these days, the monks on the flying boat spontaneously opened a small trading market in the northeast corner of the hall. The monks came from different places and naturally brought out many novel things, attracting many people. Either trading spiritual stones or bartering, this small trading market has become somewhat famous over time. Bai Qinghua and the other two people came to this market today.

The market is not very big, but there are a lot of people. There are a few people surrounding each stall. Along the way, Bai Qinghua collected a lot of elixirs that she had never had before. When she reached the end of the shopping and wanted to leave, A peculiar and unknown stall caught Bai Qinghua's attention.