Chapter 75 (1/2)
”What?”
Zhang Yi frowned slightly and stared warily at the black grinding plate in Meng Nantian's hand.
The dangerous smell came from the black grinding plate.
”Buzzing, buzzing...”
With Meng Nantian's reckless delivery of internal power, the buzzing sound in the void became faster and faster, and the black grinding plate also changed.
The black grinding plate looks very simple. I don't know what material it is or when it was made.
At this time, dark golden textures emerged, floating in the air an inch away from the black grinding plate.
”Go!” Seeing the change of the black grinding plate, Meng Nantian's face shook, then bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood essence against the black grinding plate.
Then, the black grinding plate floated, and then more and more textures floated out, farther and farther away from the grinding plate body. It looked like the volume of the black grinding plate was soaring.
Just a few breaths, the original simple and even shabby black grinding plate has completely changed into a dark gold disc with a diameter of two feet.
The dark gold disc is spinning. The dark gold texture looks beautiful, but the fluctuation is terrible.
For a moment, within ten feet of the millstone as the center, the mountains shook and the ground collapsed, as if it could not bear the overwhelming pressure.
Even Meng Nantian's face changed slightly, and he quickly controlled the millstone to fly to Zhang Yi.
”It's a magic weapon!”
Zhang Yi was slightly surprised. The magic weapon is the weapon of the cultivator and has great power.
The black millstone in Meng Nantian's hand is not only a magic instrument, but also a magic instrument used by the practitioners who built the foundation.
Although it is seriously damaged and there is not much Rune left on it, once it is urged, it can burst out terrible power.
”Buzz!” The dark golden disc was like a flash of lightning. It flew to Zhang Yi's head in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, an unparalleled terrorist force shrouded it.
”Huh?” Zhang Yi frowned slightly and felt like a mountain pressing on his shoulder. The whole person was not only unable to move, but also his feet sank suddenly.
This black millstone magic weapon has a powerful restraining effect.
”This is my biggest secret. Once there was a top master who was pressed into meat sauce by this black grinding plate. Unfortunately, this black grinding plate can only be urged once every six months, otherwise my Meng family would have surpassed those top aristocratic families. You're proud enough to die on it! It's just a pity that there is no such an evil spirit as you in this world, the future saint! What a pity, what a pity... ”
Although Meng Nantian sighed with regret, the killing intention in his eyes was incomparable senhan.
Zhang Yi's shock was so great that it was even more accurate to describe it with horror.
Even the most powerful descendants of the top ancient martial arts sect in the ancient martial arts world, in their twenties, the most rebellious is just Huajin. Even the most evil spirit in history is just a master at this age.
But Zhang Yi, at this age, even reached the master realm, and he is not an ordinary master, but a peak master.
What concept is this! This can no longer be described as a monster or genius. It's a monster!
Meng Nantian doesn't dare to guess Zhang Yi's background at all, because now that he's right, he can't let Zhang Yi run away unless he tries every means to kill each other.
Therefore, Meng Nantian took out his biggest secret, this big killer!
All the top masters have died on this black millstone. Even if this young man is comparable to the top master, he will die!
No suspense!
Meng Nantian was convinced!
”Boss!”
”Mr. Zhang!”
……
Although Xia Guoxiong hid far away, they saw this situation and were burning with anxiety.
Especially Zhu Hao, if Xia Guoxiong hadn't stopped him, he couldn't help running towards Zhang Yi's position.
As for Xiao Zhongtian himself, seeing this situation, he slipped away quietly when several people didn't pay attention.
Although Zhang Yi's strength exceeded their imagination and surprised them. Unexpectedly, even the old master Meng Nantian was not Zhang Yi's opponent, but in the end, the end was like this!
”I'm scared to death! I didn't expect this boy to be so abnormal. Even my grandfather is not an opponent. Fortunately, my grandfather has a big killer! ”
Meng Haoran patted his chest with a lingering fear.
Because if Meng Nantian loses, his fate can be imagined.
Other people's expressions were similar. They showed relaxed expressions when they saw that Zhang Yi was about to be killed by the town.
”Are you so sure you can kill me with this broken millstone?”
Meng Nantian had a magic weapon to build a base. Although Zhang Yi was surprised, there was no panic on his face.
”Hum! This magic weapon can easily kill even the top master, unless you are a saint! ”
Meng Nantian sneered at the speech.
The holy master, the whole ancient Chinese martial arts world, has not appeared for decades.
”Die!” Meng Nan's sense of senhan burst in his heavenly eyes, urging the millstone magic tool to suppress it quickly.
Once he was the same. The town killed a top master.
Today, this immortal demon is no exception.