Monarch of Evernight: 195 Melee fight determines future generations

bsp;I don’t know how long it took, but Qianye suddenly felt something in his heart. He woke up from the deep silence and slowly put an end to the movement of Yaopian. At this moment, in the new force vortex, there is already a crimson golden light swimming slowly in the center. Although this ray of light is slightly missing, just like a big tank that has just been filled with some bottom, it seems that a month or two is enough to fill up this force vortex.

Since entering the maelstrom, Song's ancient scrolls have been running faster and faster, and Qianye has felt a hidden help in his cultivation more than once. It seemed that the whole world was slowly rotating. With the help of this general trend of heaven and earth, the operation of the second chapter of Xuan Yao has become easier, and Qianye has gradually become more proficient, feeling as if he can borrow more power of heaven and earth.

But now is not the time to continue practicing. Qianye looked at the time. It was almost midnight, and it was time to help the two girls spend the night. Although they have the power of ginkgo, it is not enough. In order to help them save energy to the maximum extent, Qianye still needs a helping hand.

At this time, Ji Tianqing and Li Kuanglan were still sitting in meditation, motionless. Qianye's perception swept over the two girls and he felt that their vitality was still strong, and then he felt relieved.

It's not too far away from midnight now. In the previous two cold nights, Li Kuanglan could no longer hold on anymore and needed Qianye's help. But tonight she supported him for an extra long time. Ji Tianqing, on the other hand, has so many secrets that she can be fine even after drinking white fruit wine. She has long been a monster that Qianye can't understand, so he won't pay much attention to her.

Qianye waited patiently, and after another quarter of an hour, the two girls woke up from their cultivation state. They looked at each other, and Ji Tianqing said: "Sure enough, there are several secret techniques that can run much faster in the maelstrom, and the original bottlenecks no longer exist. Practicing here is like raising your talent to a higher level. ”

Li Kuanglan also said: "You and I practice secret techniques that have similar effects. It seems that the family has already prepared for this day."

Ji Tianqing was thoughtful, "But according to records, the bonus to the speed of cultivation in the maelstrom should not be so significant. Could it be that the deeper you go into the maelstrom, the more obvious the bonus effect will be?"

"It's very possible. I remembered that there was a description of the cold night in the records of the imperial family. But the effect of slowing down the vitality was far less serious than it is now. So we may be far away from the center of the maelstrom Not far away."

The two girls discussed for a while before each taking the ginkgo. Under the protection of the pulsating blood core of Qianye, they spent another cold night without any danger.

At dawn, Qianye packed up and took them out of the camp, into the vast forest, and rushed to the indigenous area where they had grabbed the ginkgo. There is a new territory, the size of the indigenous communities is much larger, and more importantly, the amount of white fruit wine will be greater. Qianye only had time to grab a few ginkgo fruits that day, so he ran back to the camp in a chase. However, the most ferocious four-armed men among the natives have been killed by Qianye. At this moment, there are only a large number of natives left in the stone castle, and there are no strong ones, so the difficulty of attacking is greatly reduced.

After Qianye and the others left, most of the day passed when shadowy figures appeared again around the camp. Several two-armed men, led by a four-armed female warrior, cautiously approached the camp.

The four-armed female warrior raised her head to the sky, sniffed hard, suddenly became excited, pointed at the camp on the top of the mountain and screamed. The two-armed warrior immediately rushed to the top of the mountain and saw the camp blocked by natural stone walls.

The four-armed woman walked around the camp, suddenly picked up a piece of broken tile, and licked it desperately. This is a fragment of a wine jar containing white fruit wine, with wine stains still on it. After the four-armed woman licked up all the fragments, she exhaled gradually and gradually, and suddenly pushed down a two-armed male warrior, and began to reproduce on the spot.

The sky gradually darkened, and a dark ball of light quietly appeared in the sky. With a thunderbolt, a person shot out from the ball of light like a cannonball, falling straight to the ground. The man was surrounded by **** thunder and lightning, which hit the ground hard. But when he was about to reach the ground, several rays of black energy suddenly shot out from his body, and they were nailed somewhere in the void, pulling him like a ribbon, and his fall suddenly slowed down.

He turned over, laughed, and touched the ground with his toes, hoping to land gracefully and calmly.

But the dark ball of light trembled again, and shot out a small ball of projection again, hitting him hard, and his whole body was embedded in the hard stone surface.

The small figure unfolded and turned out to be Bai Kongzhao. The heavy armor she was wearing had been broken into pieces, with only a few armor pieces hanging on her body, but there were only one or two small holes in the white skirt underneath.

She got up, moved her body, and tried jumping a few times, then frowned. It was obvious that she was not used to the heavy body. She tried to jump again, but Anwen's voice suddenly came from under her feet: "I'm going to be trampled to death by you!"

Bai Kongzhao was startled and quickly moved aside. Only then did he see that the person he was stepping on was Anwen, and asked, "Are you okay?"

An Wen managed to get up with great difficulty. His handsome face was already a little swollen, and he said angrily: "I wasn't crushed to death by you, but I'm going to be trampled to death by you. How can I be fine?"

Bai Kongzhao shook his head, "You are so strong, I can't step on you to death, unless I chop you with a knife, but I have to chop several times, and it has to be a vital part, for example..."

An Wen felt uncomfortable when he heard this and said hurriedly: "Stop! You really plan to chop me down!"

Bai Kongzhao looked confused, "Didn't you just say that I was about to trample you to death? This is impossible, even if the gravity here is increased ten times. Well, I want to trample you to death. If so, unless, unless..."

"Stop!! I don't want to die so early." An Wen quickly stopped the girl. Seeing that she was no longer thinking, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The world is so prosperous. How can I be willing to die if I don't live for eighteen hundred years? You must never think about these problems again in the future."

Bai Kongzhao defended: "I have no intention, I just want to answer if you ask. Well, I just thought that if I trample you to death, how can I do it with 420 times the gravity? I have to step on the vital point. After all, I am too light. If I eat fatter..."

An Wen broke into a cold sweat and said hurriedly: "Okay, that's it! I think you are fine as you are now, and you can't get fatter at all!"

"Really?" Bai Kongzhao looked confused again.

"Of course it is true! You are just in shape now. Even if you are a little fatter, you will not be so good-looking. As a peerless strong man in the future, you must look good. Look at those demon women, how fat are they? Same. Not to mention human women, how can they be as beautiful as you?" After finishing his nonsense, An Wen couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Bai Kongzhao became even more confused, "Is good-looking also a good fighter?"

"Of course!" An Wen answered decisively.

Bai Kongzhao nodded vigorously, and Anwen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are they doing?" Bai Kong pointed at the tumbling natives.

"This..." Anwen didn't know how to explain it for a moment. For some reason, he didn't want the girl to know so much, and would rather she remain a blank slate.

An Wen, who is known among his tribe as a man of erudition who is as knowledgeable as his ancestors, spent a lot of time at this moment and said: "They...are fighting!"

"Fight?" The girl became even more confused. Perhaps no one has a deeper understanding of combat than she does, but these natives don't look like they are in a life-or-death duel.

"Yes, hand-to-hand combat." Anwen said calmly. The first lie to come out is the hardest. With the first sentence, the rest becomes much smoother.

"Battles do not necessarily distinguish between life and death. These... natives can only be considered a half-intelligent race. They often fight for offspring." An Wen became more and more fluent as he edited.

The girl opened her eyes wide and listened carefully.

"This is a strange race. Only the victors can have offspring. You see, those who are suppressed below are almost unable to resist. When it is completely defeated, the rights to have offspring must be given to the victors. ”

The girl seemed to understand, and said, "You know so much."

In an instant, Anwen had the urge to look up to the sky and scream. For a long time, people around him have been in awe of him, either because of his bloodline or because of his status. Seriously speaking, it is rare to recognize him personally. What An Wen is actually more proud of is his knowledge and his profound knowledge of the entire Yongye history.

This was the first time in so many years that someone praised him for knowing more. Although the reason for the compliment was a bit ridiculous, Anwen himself didn't think so. It's not easy to make up so many lies in an instant.

However, there is something wrong if a girl continues to watch this kind of reproduction scene. Anwen coughed and said: "When we go to the maelstrom, one of our biggest enemies is these natives. So no matter what, we must not leave them alone. At this moment, they are busy fighting among themselves, and it is a good time to take action."

After saying that, Anwen raised his hand and waved lightly, and the faint black mist surrounding the two people dispersed. This black mist is the concealment talent that demons are famous for in Yongye. Anwen is especially powerful. The black mist that looks very light can completely obscure the whereabouts of the two people, making the nearby natives turn a blind eye.

As soon as the black mist receded, all the natives reacted and turned to look at them. Their keenness of perception is evident.

An Wen, however, was calm and composed. He had an exquisite force gun in his hand and shot out several arrows of black energy. The black energy passed through the natives' bodies without any hindrance, and the natives who were penetrated by it fell to the ground motionless in the blink of an eye, as if they were falling asleep. Although they had no scars on their appearance, they had lost all vitality and had all turned into corpses.

After firing several shots, Anwen also looked a little tired. He threw the native's body over the stone wall and was already panting. Only then did he have time to glance at the camp. Suddenly he was startled and immediately became on full alert.

"What's wrong?" the girl asked.

"Someone has lived here. Judging from the traces left behind, they are probably people from the empire. It seems we have to be more careful."

"However, I don't seem to feel any danger around me."

An Wen looked relaxed and said: "I forgot, as long as you are here, who can sneak attack us?"

He squatted on the ground and began to draw the force array. As he drew, he said: "Let me see who has camped here. This force array can perfectly restore the changes in the void force in the past period of time. The situation..."

Before An Wen finished speaking, a force tornado suddenly rose from the force array and shot straight into the sky!

In the blink of an eye, the newly completed Force array was destroyed...

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