At this moment, there were inevitably some people who also came from the inferior world. When they heard Wang Meng's words, they all agreed.

Wang Meng is trying to justify the strong people coming from the lower world.

"Who said that I, Wang Meng, have no background and are invincible in fighting a race?"

"I want you to have a good look today."

After the words came, the extremely terrifying aura filled the surroundings with Wang Meng as the center.

Feeling the terrifying aura in Wang Meng's body at this moment, Feng Tianzheng frowned, not daring to take it lightly.

Now that Wang Meng is showing strong strength, Feng Tianzheng can't guarantee whether he can defeat Wang Meng.

But Feng Tianzheng still has a trump card.

"Wang Meng, next I will let you see the top spells among our Wind Clan."

Feng Tianzheng shouted angrily, stretched out his hands, slowly condensed the seal.

Rumble~

There was only a loud bang, and at this moment, a space crack behind Feng Tianzheng was being torn open.

The crack became bigger and bigger, and gradually a picture had been formed. Wang Meng was very familiar with this picture. When Feng Tianzheng and Xia Jie were fighting, Wang Meng had seen it before.

This is the Wuliang Wind God Map, a magic spell similar to a magic weapon.

Among the Wind Clan, only those who have successfully practiced the Infinite Wind God Map can have the qualifications to become the leader of the Wind Clan.

Feng Tianzheng only practiced half of the Infinite Wind God Map, but his overall ability was not weak. He used this move to directly control all Xia Jie's attacks, including Xia Jie himself.

Wang Meng had already felt the horror of the Infinite Wind God Map, so after Feng Tian was using the Infinite Wind God Map, Wang Meng's heart was somewhat filled with uneasiness.

The powerful men in the square were also exclaiming: "Sure enough, Feng Tianzheng is planning to use the Infinite Wind God Picture. This should be the most powerful trump card in Feng Tianzheng's hand now, right?"

"I don't know if Wang Meng can resist it. I see that the situation is now, the outcome will be defeated in one fell swoop."

"The Wuliang Wind God Picture is so terrifying. I defeated Xia Jie in an instant. Although Feng Tianzheng only practiced the ordinary Wuliang Wind God Picture, it is still not so easy to fight."

"Hehe..." Feng Tianzheng laughed proudly in the shock and fearful voices of the powerful people next to him. His laughter was like a night owl.

"Wang Meng, I have already used the infinite wind god map among the Wind Clan. Now, no matter what, you can't resist it. Be obediently and die."

Wang Meng didn't say anything more when he heard this. He was thinking about countermeasures at this moment.

Wang Meng just saw the horror of the Wuliang Wind God Map, and in that moment he set all Xia Jie's attacks. Wang Meng didn't know why, but in short, it wouldn't be simple.

Wang Meng is now in deep thought, and he must think of a solution.

"The Wuliang Feng Shen Map, Feng Tianzheng is not weak, and he can actually cultivate the Wuliang Feng Shen Map, but it's a pity that this is not complete enough." Old Feng sighed.

Soon, Mr. Feng thought of his grandson Feng Yu in his heart, "That kid has also practiced the Infinite Wind God Map. Feng Tianzheng can practice half of it. I think he should have more."

"Old Feng, don't hurt Wang Meng." Feng Ling shouted anxiously from the side.

"Don't worry, Feng Ling, as long as Wang Meng is honest, our Feng Clan will not hurt him." After Feng said this, he was about to take action to stop Feng Tianzheng.

Because in Mr. Feng's opinion, Wang Meng could not resist Feng Tianzheng's move no matter what.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Mr. Feng's feet, which had just taken a step forward, stopped instantly.

Old Feng's eyes were slightly cushioned, staring at the high altitude ahead, where Wang Meng was surrounded by a breath of nature.

"Is this...natural exercise?"

Old Feng exclaimed, and her voice was shocked. If Wang Meng heard Old Feng's words at this moment, he would definitely feel incredible.

After all, in this world, it is good to recognize Wang Meng’s “natural skills”.

I saw that Wang Meng was now in that high altitude, and his hands slowly stretched out, condensing the seal of natural martial arts.

A sound full of nature's charm shouted from Wang Meng: "The way of nature purifies the world and everything."

After Wang Meng's voice sounded, a green grass appeared on Wang Meng's eyebrows, which was full of the vitality of nature.

It was the grass of nature. Wang Meng used natural skills to condense it, and was filled with endless power of nature.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Meng spread his hands and palms, and there was still a natural grass appearing on the palms of his hands.

The above is also full of the power of nature.

"It's not enough." Wang Meng murmured softly.

"Pop!"

Below, a natural grass suddenly grew on the ground in the square. Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

After all, this is cement floor, which is airtight and so hard, how could a grass appear?

They naturally would not know that this is the natural grass condensed by Wang Meng using natural skills. The so-called natural grass is irrelevant and has no boundaries at all.

"Pop!"

"Pop!"

There were a few more sounds coming from below, and the natural grass was still growing.

And it continued. In a short while, the area was filled with similar natural grasses.

All the strong men fell into doubt.

Including Ming Xinghai, he frowned and looked at Ming Zhong who knew Wang Meng the most deeply and asked: "Old Ming, what the hell is Wang Meng doing?"

Upon hearing this, Ming Zhong shook his head with a wry smile: "You ask me, where do I know? This kid Wang Meng has too many trump cards. We don't know what he wants to do, so we can only watch quietly."

"Okay, but I feel that Wang Meng is afraid of losing. The Wuliang Wind God Picture in the Wind Clan is a bit weird and not that easy to deal with." Ming Xinghai sighed. He did not believe in Wang Meng, but the Wuliang Wind God Picture in the Wind Clan made him feel weird too.

"I don't think so. Feng Tianzheng's Infinite Wind God Map is just half the power, and Wang Meng is not that simple."

"snort!"

On the contrary, Feng Tianzheng frowned tightly after seeing Wang Meng's move, his eyes were covered with cold and cold light.

Feng Tianzheng shouted: "Wang Meng, what method are you doing?"

"What kind of means are you going to see."

"Hmph! I pretend to be a god, I don't believe that you can still withstand the infinite wind god map of our Wind Clan."
Chapter completed!