As Yao Chen spoke, a wisp of spiritual energy suspended in front of him flickered.
With a whoosh, it was poured into the cauldron.
The cauldron seemed to have power injected into it. With a creak, the heavy machinery began to rotate.
Boom...boom...boom!
The support pillars standing on the soles of the feet were turned into human feet by the cauldron, and they slowly walked towards Meng Jing.
Facing such a huge thing, although it is good to be able to deal with it with one blow.
However, it is better to retain some strength in front of this old man.
Just like that, with a flick of his finger, he took out a spiritual weapon from the ring.
"Little doll, your spiritual weapon is not bad!"
Yao Chen, who was leisurely idle in the distance, saw the extra spiritual weapon in Meng Jing's hand and said something.
The spiritual weapon Meng Jing holds in his hand is around the mid-level Xuan level.
As for his strength, he is at the level of a small spiritual master.
However, a spiritual weapon of this level wants to attack one's own spiritual weapon and cause damage.
It seems a little impossible, right?
Meng Jing smiled and didn't say much.
This is not the only powerful spiritual weapon of his.
I didn’t bring many of those powerful ones, but this one is the best I have ever recovered.
Just take it out and use it.
After Meng Jing tightened his grip on the sword, he began to pour spiritual weapons into the blade of the sword.
The powerful infusion of spiritual energy also caused the originally dim surface of the spiritual weapon to begin to glow with a cold light.
Cold light radiates!
The next second, Meng Jing raised his hand and waved lightly towards the location of the cauldron.
The powerful sword energy burst out from the body of the spiritual weapon.
Blast towards the location of the cauldron!
Boom boom!
The sword energy hit the surface of the cauldron and made a violent sound.
But it was just a sword energy, leaving only a few sword marks on the surface of the cauldron.
But it did not hinder the progress of the cauldron at all.
The cauldron was still moving forward, and Meng Jing also clenched his sword and started moving.
If you just stand still, you will easily become the target of this cauldron.
No matter how you look at it, this guy weighs several thousand kilograms!
If a heavy object weighing several thousand kilograms were hit, it would be impossible for a single person to survive.
However, Meng Jing can withstand this level of attack.
But this is tantamount to exposing one's own strength to the other party.
"Woohoo!"
The cauldron made a crisp sound, and then, the lid of the cauldron above suddenly rose into the air, disappearing directly into the main body of the cauldron.
"Watch out, little doll!"
Yao Chen reminded him with a smile.
Meng Jing rolled his eyes at the guy. This old man really couldn't sit still.
Isn't it good for An Xin to watch the battle, and talk so much nonsense?
Meng Jing was not too surprised by the disappearance of the cauldron lid.
However, it is a bit difficult to deal with two existences with my current strength.
This cauldron is no longer a simple entity.
Now, it has become two.
This one is the tripod stove, and the other is the lid of the tripod stove.
One is on top and one is on bottom.
Which one should be solved first?
Meng Jing was a little hesitant.
However, the next moment, the lid of the cauldron floating in the air buzzed and trembled.
It turned into a phantom and struck towards Meng Jing.
Looking at the black shadow as fast as lightning, Meng Jing glanced at it and stepped lightly on the ground.
He rushed towards the approaching black shadow.
"Are you going to have a head-on confrontation?"
Seeing Meng Jing's actions, the old man was a little shocked.
Although this little guy's strength does not look very high, but rushing forward so directly and recklessly is a bit too impulsive, right?
How could the strength of this human body be comparable to that of a spiritual weapon?
Needless to say, if they collided, the young man would definitely be seriously injured.
Yao Chen frowned slightly, but he was no longer as carefree as before.
He stared at where Meng Jing attacked to see what the final result would be.
"Eat my sword!"
Meng Jing shouted softly, stepped into the void again, and his body suddenly rose a lot.
In comparison, the lid of the cauldron.
Because of rushing down.
Therefore, he is obviously not as tall as Meng Jing in terms of height.
"Not really?"
Yaochen was also slightly stunned when he saw Yaochen avoiding the attack from the lid of his cauldron.
He originally thought that this boy would have a head-on confrontation with the lid of his cauldron.
As a result, this kid didn't, but took advantage of his height to prepare a backhand blow.
This little guy seems quite sober!
"Haha, if I break your cauldron, you might have to pay for it from me!"
Considering the strength of his own body, what if it is a spiritual weapon in the Spiritual Emperor realm?
His own strength is at the half-step Spirit Master level.
In terms of physical strength, it is approaching the fourth level.
He is only in the realm of the Spirit Emperor. If he goes head-to-head, he will suffer the worst end.
How could it be me!
After Meng Jing let out a light drink and fell down, the long sword in Meng Jing's hand had countless blades!
Waves of fierce power began to gather on it.
"Swish swish!"
Meng Jing's sword tip was aimed at the height where the lid of the cauldron fell, and countless sword energy burst out.
He kept blasting towards the lid of the cauldron and even the cauldron below.
Boom boom boom!
As the sword energy fell, the tyrannical power spread directly.
Suddenly, the sound continued to explode.
And below, smoke and dust continued to fill the air.
"Tsk, tsk, no!"
Looking at the two guys below who were safe and sound, Meng Jing shook his head.
The first thing is the cauldron. The cauldron itself is a large device, a very heavy one.
This level of attack is really too childish for the other party.
As for the lid of the cauldron, this guy is extremely fast.
Almost half of the attacks were dodged by this guy.
Even if an attack lands on this guy, it won't cause much damage.
"Little baby, you are already considered a good leader among your peers. It's a pity..."
Yaochen paused and continued: "I offended too many people back then. I'm afraid that becoming your guardian spirit will only cause unnecessary trouble for this little guy like you. What's more, I still have some things to do. ..”
Before he finished speaking, Yao Chen sighed repeatedly and waved his sleeves.
The cauldron below, which was preparing to attack, suddenly stopped making any movement.
"Little doll, are you still not going to give up?"
This time, after Yao Chen finished speaking, he looked at Meng Jing with a helpless expression on his face.
"Why should I give up? I haven't given up yet, right?"
Meng Jing didn't quite understand what Yao Chen was hesitating about.
But in short, these are the old guy's ulterior memories.
"Well, since you, a little kid, don't want to give up, then I can only make it a little more difficult!"
"If you can survive ten rounds under my cauldron, I am willing to be your guardian spirit!"
Any new tricks?
Meng Jing looked at Yao Chen with curiosity.
I saw Yao Chen slowly stretching out a hand.
The moment he opened his palms, a group of extremely cold white flames appeared...
