The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2432: Respond

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"You..."

Wang Meng's remarks showed no mercy on his face, and Ming Minglong's face was pale and ugly.

Now Ming Taki is already expressing his attitude, why should Wang Meng be polite to him.

Wang Meng has always been like this.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to enlighten me, let's start, you take it first!"

Wang Meng shouted.

"Okay!" The moment Ming Taki was nodding his head, the blood in his body surged, and his spiritual energy was running fast. He was completely angry and wanted to show Wang Meng a good look immediately.

Huh!

Ming Taki's speed was very fast, he came to Wang Meng's sky, his hands were fast condensing seal method, after the profound seal was completely condensed, he fiercely suppressed Wang Meng below.

Wang Meng raised his brows, seeing through Ming Taki's right thoughts. Wang Meng had already said that he would sit, but Ming Taki's move was to force Wang Meng to stand up.

The corner of Wang Meng's mouth was sneered, and he said indifferently, "I want to persecute me with this trick. It's too simple."

When the words fell, Wang Meng was in the doubtful eyes of Ming Qingxuan and Ming, motionless, letting Ming Taki attack him.

"This guy...he is..." Ming Youran was a little shocked. At this moment, Ming Taki was so powerful that even her level would do her best to resist.

However, Wang Meng ignored it.

Wang Meng's thoughts really make Ming Qingxuan and Ming Youran unpredictable.

Ming Taki Zheng also noticed it, and shot a fierce light in his eyes, and shouted with a grinning face: "I'm looking for death!"

Buzzing~

Ming Taki is stimulating the spiritual energy in his body even more crazily, the mysterious big seal is dazzling, and the aura is fierce, and the oppressive high sky is trembling violently. Moreover, the profound seal was getting bigger and bigger, and in a short while, a mountain of seals was formed to suppress Wang Meng.

Wang Meng still did not resist.

Boom~

Rumble~

A loud noise.

In the end, the big seal hit Wang Meng's body and pressed it down. The land where Wang Meng was before was smashed into a deep pit, and layers of mist rose.

After a while, the fog gradually dissipated.

Wang Meng's figure emerged from the inside, and his whole body was covered by prehistoric runes. Under Wang Meng's urging, those prehistoric runes formed a prehistoric rune armor with colorful rays.

All the attacks of Ming Takizheng just now hit Wang Meng's prehistoric rune armor, but those powerful and terrifying attacks left Wang Meng's prehistoric runes unscathed.

Ming Taki was stunned for a moment, frowning tightly.

"What's that?" Ming Youran stared at the prehistoric rune surrounding Wang Meng, puzzled.

Ming Qingxuan Road next to him: "These colorful runes are very strange. Each rune seems to have a thousand catties of power. So many runes are condensed on Wang Meng’s body. Want to come to Wang Meng’s physical power? Not weak."

"Hmm!"

Ming Youran nodded in recognition, and then smiled: "In that case, we underestimated Wang Meng. He was able to obtain those rumors in the Tianyu world. It is not groundless. Wang Meng has real abilities."

"The strength is indeed there, but things are different this time. It is not enough to have the strength, it must be strong enough." Ming Qingxuan Dao.

"Your attack is average, are there any more?" Wang Meng smiled lightly, looking up at Ming Taki Masa in the sky, his eyes were full of sarcasm and joking.

Ming Taki was hearing the words, and his face was extremely ugly. Just now Wang Meng was more than sitting, Wang Meng didn't move, and his complete defense resisted his powerful attack.

Ming Taki's heart is right, uneasy.

However, Ming Takizheng is not ready to give up. He held his palm tightly to the space in front of him, and the space trembled violently, and there was a "rumbling" sound.

Then Wang Meng saw that a black long stick appeared in Ming Taki Masa's hand, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Wang Meng stared at him and spoke calmly: "The Eighth Grade Magic Weapon!"

The black long stick in Ming Taki's hand is an eighth-rank magic weapon. Wang Meng estimated that the level should still be in the middle of the eighth rank.

This should be the strongest magic weapon of Ming Taki Masa.

"Wang Meng, if you can take my move, why don't I give up?"

Mitaki is shouting confidently.

The words fell, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the spiritual energy in his body was madly infused into the black long stick.

Buzzing~

As Mintaki was doing this, the black long stick seemed to be alive, shaking violently.

Wow!

Then the black long stick broke away from Mintaki Masaru's hand and came to the front of Mintaki Masaru, and his body was slowly getting bigger.

In a short while, the black long stick has reached a huge scale. Wang Meng stared at it, and found a lot of weird and mysterious runes on the black long stick.

There are four big characters shining black and bright in the center of it-Taixu Mingzhu!

Only then did Wang Meng know that the name of the magic weapon of Ming Taki is not a stick, but a pillar!

There are not many who use this kind of pillar as a magic weapon, which makes Wang Meng a little interested.

"Tai Xu Mingzhu!"

Mitsutaki was yelling, chanting the name of this magic weapon, and the spiritual energy in his body was instilled frantically.

Wang Meng could tell that Ming Takizheng was planning to come cruelly. This is already Ming Takizheng's most powerful move.

If Wang Meng can resist, Ming Takizheng will lose.

Similarly, if Wang Meng couldn't resist it, he would also fail.

"The magic weapon is good, but it is far from enough." Wang Meng's eyes flashed with confidence, and there was no panic caused by the appearance of the Taixu Mingzhu.

Huh!

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Meng took out the Erjin coffin, the dazzling golden light, and the black gloom of the Taixu Mingzhu high in the sky, formed a sharp contrast for a while.

Wang Meng stared at the golden coffin with complicated eyes.

Since he got the coffin with a handle, Wang Meng has mostly used it to shoot people. Although he has used its ability several times, Wang Meng knows that it is the most common ability of a coffin with a handle.

Bringing a gold coffin is tyrannical, and the true rank is only to reach rank ten, or even exceed rank ten.

It's just that Wang Meng's abilities are low and he can't use his abilities.

Now that Wang Meng's strength has improved, he has decided to develop some abilities with a golden coffin again.

Almost every time he improves his abilities by one step, he will take a step deeper in his control of the coffin.

"What magic weapon is this?" Seeing Wang Meng's take out the Erjin coffin, Ming Qingxuan and Ming Youran showed shock and doubt.

Ming Qingxuan was able to feel a very strong pressure from Wang Meng's carrying Erjin's coffin, but Ming Qingxuan could not see clearly the true rank of the carrying Erjin's coffin.

The same goes for Ming Youran next to her.

Ignoring the gazes of everyone around him, after Wang Meng took out the Erjin coffin, he madly instilled the spiritual energy in his body.

The coffin of Erjin immediately trembles, and there is a "buzzing" sound, and his body gradually grows larger.

The horror aura inside the Erjin's coffin has become even stronger.

However, urging this kind of magic weapon to use its might, it consumes a lot.

Wang Meng stared at the coffin with a handle and was establishing a certain connection.

Gradually, Wang Meng is about to succeed.