Moreover, the pressure that everyone felt before was only invisible, but at this time, the pressure around Meng Zhao's body condensed into substance, and it is hard to imagine how terrifying the power it contains.

As for those innate martial artists, if they are subjected to such a terrifying pressure that is enough to turn the virtual into the real, let alone a step, they can stay for a breath, which is considered to be of high martial arts skills and profound foundation.

After all, the pressure is all-round, without blind spots, from the inside to the body, from the body to the spirit.

Even if the mental will is comparable to steel, the body is easily collapsed and disintegrated by the pressure. This is a real physical death, and it is definitely not something that can be reversed simply by relying on willpower.

However, Meng Zhao was very calm and comfortable. Despite the storm and heavy rain around him, the pressure was overwhelming and like a shadow, it was still difficult to shake his body that was as good as a god.

Everyone couldn't help but feel that Meng Zhao was a reef, and the countless pressures were the waves. Even if the waves were surging, they could never stand in the sea.

And among the people, who has the deepest feelings is Mu Yi next to Meng Zhao.

If you don’t feel the pressure up close, you can’t feel the real horror of that pressure. Mu Yi can just feel it, so he is naturally more clear. In terms of strength, even if you receive the blessing of the dragon vein, you will never be as free as Meng Zhao.

How shocking is this person’s background? Is it true that he has the supreme resources of the ancients?

One was without any resistance, and the other was under huge oppression, but at this time the two of them were heading side by side and step by step towards the dragon vein.

After walking about three-quarters of the journey, Meng Zhao finally felt a sense of difficulty. Small beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead. Seeing this, Mu Yi couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Is it possible that King Menglong didn't get close to the dragon vein calmly? If he couldn't even get close to the dragon vein in the end, how could he get the recognition of the dragon vein and conquer it?"

Meng Zhao smiled, pointed to the dragon vein, and pointed to himself.

"Mu Yi, you have to know that the dragon vein is indeed a huge opportunity, but do you know that the pressure it generates is also an opportunity and a tempering?

There is a way in martial arts, called extreme martial arts. Its purpose is to stimulate one's potential through pressure and transform it into strength, thereby achieving rapid practice, consolidating the foundation, and exceeding the limits.

This pressure comes from a variety of life and death crises, hardships in battles, and even the real pressure brought by the dragon vein now.

I am using this dragon vein to test my limits, and at the same time, I also want to use it to temper myself.

Unfortunately, the power of the dragon vein is indeed extraordinary. With my current practice, I can only walk twenty steps forward. After twenty steps, I have to use methods to bypass the obstacles and troubles caused by this pressure."

When others heard Meng Zhao's words, they were filled with emotion. Of course, they were more afraid of Meng Zhao and speculation about his true strength.

You should know that different cultivation levels, foundations, and pressures faced are also completely different.

For example, at the beginning, Min Tao could take so many steps when he was innate, but after he burst out his trump card and used the power of the master, he was immediately suppressed and retreated. If he had to react quickly, he would have to be injured.

It is precisely because the stronger the strength, the greater the pressure.

Meng Zhao, however, took three-quarters of the journey beyond the entire journey under the increasingly terrifying pressure. In the eyes of these people, he was no different from the gods.

Such martial arts strength and potential make them completely desperate.

Mu Yi was suspicious, but he didn't say much, but wanted to see if Meng Zhao was really planning so accurately.

So he took another twenty steps, but strangely discovered that Meng Zhao took three more steps than him, leading him more than two positions, and the pressure that was as solid as substance still existed.

Mu Yi was stunned.

"This, this, King Menglong, will it be unbearable if you don't say twenty steps?"

Meng Zhao sighed, and said in a little disappointed tone.

"Oh, that was estimated based on my previous strength, but I didn't expect that the pressure brought by the dragon vein would increase my strength slightly, so I took three more steps, but my skills stopped here."

Mu Yi's mouth twitched when he heard it. This is really improving and becoming stronger all the time!

However, since you have achieved your goal of tempering yourself, what's the regret?

He thought so, so he asked the same question.

Meng Zhao shook his head and said again,

"For me, such enhancement has no extra value except to increase some combat power."

Look, look, what this said is just a matter of mu Yi being speechless.

The third young master Bai was even more jealous of the separation of the essence wall. If he had such talent and such talent, his martial arts would never be worse than Shen Tianci. How could there be a demon in his heart? Why should he use his original foundation to make a blood sacrifice picture for this so-called Goguryeo evil weapon?

Just when everyone was curious about how Meng Zhao should bypass the pressure brought by the dragon vein, they saw the fire around Meng Zhao, as if the sun was on her body. Her artistic conception was indescribable, but her pure power was just as different from Mu Yi's level of cultivation.

Everyone was puzzled. Why did the magical power burst out? Why did the thunder sound loudly and the raindrops were small?

Then I saw that the pressure that originally surrounded Meng Zhao, which turned into various air walls like a substance, had dissipated as a tornado.

What the hell is this? No, it’s simply unreasonable.

Compared to the inconscience of Bai San Gongzi, Lu Houer, Xu Tingyun and others, Mu Yi, as one of the parties involved, was most touched because he suddenly felt very weak.

This weakness does not really mean that something is wrong with his body or that there is any gap in his mind.

Simple is just a kind of mysterious feeling, which can only be understood but not expressed in words.

A thing I should have was in half, half still belonged to me, but the other half had turned into a surging river and poured into the body of the North Meng Dragon King.

"Is this the luck that is the luck that Meng Zhao has divided my luck?"

Mu Yi was very quick to think of a possibility in just a short moment.

The so-called "Qi Yu Jing" is of course not a general reference, but rather the dragon vein favors, attention and recognition of him.

This made him in the Lishou Mountain without any disadvantages, and the time comes to heaven and earth is unparalleled.

Of course, this kind of favor is not unreasonable.

One of the root causes is that the Great Sui dragon energy of the dragon in this dragon vein is that it can be favored and then the luck will rise sharply.

But now, Meng Zhao actually used a technique to divide his luck into thin air, which is really incredible.
Chapter completed!