"This old guy is really verbose!"
Meng Jing took out his ears.
Just you, can you help me become the strongest man on earth?
I bother.
Am I already fine?
At the very least, if you look at the entire continent, no one is my opponent.
"By the way, I don't know what the ranking is this time!"
Since the last time I saw it, the strongest ranking list.
He never looked at it again.
Just a little bit.
The system page pops up.
Meng Jing didn't care about other related content anyway.
Rather.
Directly choose the strong ranking list.
With a click.
The ranking list of strong people appeared in front of me.
"Well, why did you change your appearance?"
Meng Jing muttered.
It's not just that.
He also saw that many of the contents of the strong rankings above had a completely new look.
He still remembers the beginning.
The ranking of the strongest here records people from other places.
Especially when he remembered that Mr. Juan Ling was among the top dozens.
now.
Most of it disappeared.
at this point.
Meng Jing felt inexplicably strange.
That's exactly what it is.
His ranking level has risen a lot.
It is worth noting.
The guy who was number one.
But it was a series of question marks.
As for the name.
What the system displays here is Lord of the Void.
There is only a short four-character name.
The rest doesn't have much useful value.
However, it can be ranked in the top fifty.
Meng Jing thought it was okay.
It's a pity that with the current cultivation strength, it is too difficult to break through.
After feeling helpless, I silently closed the page.
Turning around, he looked at the unresponsive figure that had been crushed to death in his hands.
Anyway.
The questions have been asked.
This old guy can no longer reflect his value.
On the contrary, it was refined into an obedient puppet that could help him solve many problems.
He still remembered the last puppet.
That kid didn't know what to do.
Meng Jing sighed helplessly.
Who makes himself too good and those guys can't catch up with him?
It's not that he is selfish and doesn't want to take those guys to practice together.
Rather, the master leads the way in, and practice depends on oneself.
Furthermore.
If he has trained too many strong men.
For the way of heaven.
That is also something that is not allowed.
If so, let Tiandao discover such a thing.
It must be him who suffers.
thus.
For those younger brothers recruited before, or those spiritual weapons that have been refined.
Meng Jing mostly adopts the free-range breeding model.
Being able to meet again can only show that this is fate.
If you can't meet it.
Then we can't blame each other.
The flames of the palm shot out and quickly enveloped the soul of the phantom.
Gradually it was swallowed up into a small ball of light the size of a pill.
"come over!"
Subsequently.
Meng Jing gave the order, and the puppet came over, opened its mouth, and swallowed the small ball of light.
The puppet turned into a puddle of mud in an instant.
He collapsed on the ground.
Say nothing.
Meng Jing threw this guy into the cauldron.
have to say.
This old thing, nothing else.
This cauldron is really a good thing.
At least, it can only be controlled by a sixth-grade alchemist.
The rank is around the mid-level Xuan rank.
Such a good cauldron is no longer common.
Fire filled the entire cauldron and wrapped the body.
But here's the weird thing.
This has turned into a puddle of mud-like puppet.
Under the burning fire and high temperature.
The puppet corpse was like a balloon inflated by high temperature.
It began to expand continuously.
The dull color of his body made Meng Jing immediately pour a bottle of blood into it.
The whole body is red, a bloody puppet.
He stood in the cauldron.
Soon.
A burst of green poisonous gas was discharged along the skin.
But after passing through the opponent covered with a layer of blood.
The green poisonous gas was directly blended into the red.
Gradually, the color of the puppet began to turn yellow like gold.
If outsiders saw this, they would shout excitedly, this is a golden puppet.
But in fact.
This guy is nothing but bronze scum dyed with a layer of color.
There is no way.
This old man's apprentice's body is so rubbish.
Meng Jing reluctantly added his own essence and blood to him.
because.
There is absolutely no need for this.
On the contrary, it is for myself.
Some are too much of a loss.
He didn't want to do it either.
but.
probably because.
This apprentice's body had received guidance from the old man.
Without any surprise, it began to merge into the small ball of light.
at first.
He thought there would be some kind of rejection reaction.
but now.
Totally overthinking it.
It seems that such a situation does not exist.
Under the constant heat of the flames.
The puppet, which had closed its eyes for a long time, finally opened its eyes at that moment.
Meng Jing withdrew the flame and said, "Come out, Pikachu!"
At this time, the puppet's whole body was golden.
It's not too much to call him Pikachu.
The words fell.
The puppet jumped out with a bang.
But not.
At the same time as this puppet jumped out.
I don’t know if it’s a quality issue with the cauldron.
Just the aura exuded by the puppet directly shattered the cauldron.
Meng Jing felt distressed when he saw it.
How to say.
If this cauldron is completely recovered, it will not be a problem to recover at least thirty or forty high-level spiritual stones for him.
Now that it's broken, it's worth half the spiritual stone at most.
spendthrift!
This prodigal son.
Looking heartbroken, Meng Jing recovered the cauldron.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you recovered the green furnace fragments of the head cauldron and obtained fifteen high-level spiritual stones."
A tripod with a green stove?
Hear the name.
Meng Jing was also deeply disgusted.
Good guy.
This is all a bad reputation.
"Forget it, let's see if this old guy has any good things left."
Anyway.
Regarding this cauldron and the puppet.
It has come to an end.
All he has to do now is.
See if there are any other good things left in this old thing.
He didn't believe it.
This old guy, as a poison master who is half a step into the spirit master realm, can still have some good stuff.
In fact it is.
After Meng Jing searched for a long time, he found a few techniques of the Poison Clan.
He felt like crying.
Why is this old guy so poor?
It's simply a poor jingle.
There is nothing but exercises.
You are a strong man who is half a step into the spiritual realm.
Is it suitable to be so poor?
Give it more or less to some adventurers to increase some treasure experience points or something.
result...
Just a pile of wreckage, gone.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on the old man.
He is in the cave, and if he wants to maintain his current state, he has to consume some materials.
not to mention.
He was still a person in the Xiaolingzun realm.
That's exactly what it is.
While constantly consuming materials to maintain his physical existence.
His cultivation realm has also broken through.
If it were anyone else, I'm afraid it would be too late to be happy.
But for the old man.
Before finding a new body, a new body suitable for him.
Improving his cultivation level will undoubtedly increase his consumption of materials.
Otherwise.
He wouldn't be so eager to deal with the young man who finally got into his place by mistake.
certainly.
This young man is not Meng Jing.
Instead, the young man called him teacher one after another.
The young man came here to swim and accidentally discovered the old man's cave.
Then.
He was deceived by the old man and accepted as his disciple.
Anyway.
Anyone who can help him improve his cultivation level does not matter whether he is a human or a ghost.
After all, no matter how you say it, you can be regarded as a powerful person who is half a step into the spiritual realm.
Meet such a powerful person.
This is simply a blessing gained through cultivation.
Who would have thought.
Before their wishes could be realized, both of them died in Meng Jing's hands.
"Hey, go back and make medicine!"
