The blue-eyed creatures rushing in around include humans, other alien races, and even wild beasts and monsters.
This group of little painters are very particular about their taste and dare to eat anything.
I'm speechless.
Qing Hu took Yun Dou and Yun Yan to dance with three sticks.
No matter who attacks, they will be cut back with a stick.
That's a sure hit.
Even the small paintings remind people of different sizes, and they are all heavyweight.
However, the handles of the monkey and its owner are also heavy.
As long as it is touched by a stick, everyone will be injured. Cracking, boom, bang, just hearing the sound of bones being smashed, Han Sui and the others felt chills in their bones. Especially that little girl, she was covered in white hair and sweat.
Madam...does it hurt? I wonder if those painted skins are painful?
Ouch, ouch...
Of course the painters are in pain.
No matter how hard I tried, I didn't dare to attack those three shady humans.
Qinghu suddenly lost her painting and rushed to fight. She couldn't just stand and watch the people next to her fight. So he began to fight again to support his fellow tribesmen.
So the range of the stick hitting the bones was once again expanded.
It didn’t take long for Huapi to be unstoppable.
The bones have been broken in several places. If you can still hold on and continue to besiege these humans, just retreat.
Then one of the painted skins roared loudly, and the other painted skins also howled, and while howling, they retreated quickly, and disappeared without a trace within a few breaths.
"I thought I was going to die this time?" A young man was shocked to find that all his opponents had escaped.
"Treat my wound quickly." His little companion shouted, covering his waist.
"I'm coming……"
"The little painting was taken away by them." Gao Cheng said angrily.
"Take it away, take it away." Qinghu didn't care much. "There were so many painted faces here just now. Did you remember their faces? When we go out, if all these painted faces are mixed in with you, then you will have fun in the future."
The elevation suddenly changes color.
He quickly made a jade cocoon based on his memory, recorded the attack and those painted faces, and then recruited a confidant to send it out directly.
After this confidant left, Gao Cheng was left with a confidant boy.
The others were all brought in by him.
"Besides Huapi, will there be any other alien races coming to attack us?" Qing Hu asked again.
"The closer we get to the Holy King's Palace, the more attacks from foreign races. Every year we lose a large number of our own people. But it's not enough if we don't come. Wouldn't that be equivalent to giving up all the treasures in the Holy King's Palace to them?" Gao Cheng lamented.
Qinghu: "..."
Both the evil painting skins and the painting skins that attacked them were gone in the end, and even their corpses were finally pulled away by their own skins.
It was really a clean walk.
Then the subsequent investigation into the rape will not continue.
However, Gao Cheng and Han Sui did not let them go. Still, all the boys and girls from a certain team were interrogated separately.
I can't see any problems until it's confirmed.
Everyone merged together again and walked towards the Holy King's Palace.
Along the way, they also began to discover some spiritual plants and fruits that were not seriously polluted.
But Qinghu didn't like these things.
The harassment of foreigners also became diligent and frequent as they approached the Holy King's Palace.
Qinghu's three sticks have become a big killer, and they are invincible in group fights.
See who hits whom.
Because the fight was too exciting, Yun Dou and Yun Yan smashed their opponents to death with sticks one after another.
And because there were too many battles, it was always easy to be seen by the human team that occasionally bumped into him.
This also led to the three Qinghus here having a nickname for Xiang Liangliang, Stick Demon.
Qing Hu wanted to say, I didn’t kill anyone, so why should I be nicknamed a Stick Demon? !
This is simply unreasonable! !
On this day, they finally walked up the mountain ridge and saw the Holy King's Palace in the distance.
Standing high on the ridge, the real Holy Palace looks like a huge turtle shell from a distance.
But this thing is actually a Xuanwu battleship.
It is a divine warship dedicated to defense.
But the giant turtle had three big holes in its shell. At first glance, it looked like he was hit by some large weapon and fell directly here.
When it first fell to the ground, it made an unusual impact and suffered major internal damage.
So this is a dilapidated divine warship.
I just don’t know if it is a primary battleship or a battleship with some configuration.
"It's magnificent, it's too huge, and we look so small standing in front of it." Gao Cheng said.
This dilapidated Xuanwu battleship seemed to be only about a thousand feet tall, and it covered an extremely large area, about the size of three to five mountains. But this is not the full picture of this battleship. Most of its main body should have sunk underground.
Qinghu nodded after hearing this. "It looks really good. This shell is well made, so it would be a pity to leave it here for nothing."
She has made hundreds of protoss warships herself, but she knows very well how many resources are consumed to raise a warship to such a scale.
"How come such a good shell is still here and no longer needed? Isn't it a pity?"
Generally speaking, when the protoss encounters such a good product, even if the damage is too great and the ship spirit is destroyed, they will be willing to drag the old ship back for repairs, renovate it, and use it again.
"If no one wants it, it's mine." Qinghu whispered to himself quietly.
"Brother Shen, what do you think of this Holy King's Palace?" Gao Cheng was still asking.
"It's okay, the material is good." Qinghu said very seriously.
Elevation: "..."
"Pfft, he wants to ask you, have you been amazed by this Holy Palace? It is said that this is a great building left by the gods." Han Sui said.
"This is obviously a battleship. What kind of building is it? It's a ship." Qinghu complained.
"What ship?" Han Sui was shocked.
"Don't you see? Although it is made like a turtle shell, it is just a ship." Qing Hu said.
"I heard from my ancestors that this is an ancient ruins." Han Sui was not sure and full of doubts.
"Don't listen to others. They are deliberately misleading you. Look at the appearance of this turtle shell. Do you think of a defensive warship?" Qinghu asked again. "Have you seen all kinds of warships?
Is this kind of turtle shell particularly suitable for use as a meat shield and collision? "
Qing Hu's words made Gao Cheng and Han Sui frown.
The key is that they have all been taught that this is an ancient ruins. The ruins impressed them so deeply that for a while no one thought about the possibility of it being a warship. But Qing Hu reminded me, don’t tell me, it really seems like that.
"But this is a mountainous landform. How did it come about?" Han Sui said.
"There are no oceans or big rivers around. Why do you think it is a boat?" Gao Cheng also asked.
"Because it looks like it. Besides, it's true that this place is surrounded by mountains, but since it's a warship, it must be able to fly, so I think it probably fell from the sky." Qinghu said.
"Fell from the sky?" Han Sui was horrified and quickly looked at the sky again. It was so gray that it didn't look like a huge ship had fallen there.
"This Holy King's Palace was already like this when it was discovered by the human race. We will know its true origin. Brother Shen said it was a ship. Maybe it is really a ship, maybe not. How about we enter the Holy King's Palace? Bar.
As long as you enter the Holy King's Palace, your opportunity will be right in front of you. "
Okay, no one has any objection to Gao Cheng’s suggestion. We’re here anyway, and we’d be a real fool if we don’t take a walk inside.
But no one expected that as soon as they reached the vicinity of the Holy King's Palace, they were sucked away by a burst of suction.
The suction force swept people around, as if they were being sucked into some big whirlpool.
By the time everyone calmed down, he and others had been completely dispersed into the stone passages.
Qinghu's steps were slightly floating, and he looked at the surrounding stone walls, touched them, and finally felt the condition of the entire battleship's hull carefully. It took more than half an hour before she finished sensing the entire battleship.
The damage to this battleship was quite serious, but all the power furnaces and energy pools were damaged, and the damage was very complete.
A large number of corpses of God's Favored Ones were killing each other and dying in key locations on the battleship.
It was obvious that there was internal strife.
Moreover, there are a large number of corroders and bugs inside this battleship.
Even if this battleship is obtained, it will still need major repairs.
"Zhen Ji?" Qing Hu greeted Zhen Ji.
"Your Majesty." The girl Zhenji immediately emerged from the space of the Diming Treasure Tree and bowed respectfully.
"Diming Baoshu, you have done a good job as a resource ship. I found another tank ship, what do you think? If you have no problem, create a clone to completely infect and occupy this ship. "
"Follow your will." Zhenji said nothing, and directly divided a branch. The small black tree was only one meter high. As soon as it appeared, it turned into a black shadow and blended directly into the wreckage of the ship.
"From now on, this ship will be called the Black Xuanwu." Qinghu said while looking at the stone wall that had turned into pure black due to the infection by Shinji.
"OK."
The stone path quickly turned black, and the originally rough stone skin became delicate and smooth.
The ground, which was originally dissatisfied with the thick dust, became spotless.
As long as there is darkness, all kinds of broken places are slowly being repaired. It's like there are countless delicate little hands invisible to the naked eye repairing the ship.
But the black color didn't corrode for long before it was gone.
The little tree shrunk into a small ball and floated back to Qinghu.
Qinghu looked at it speechlessly.
The little tree stopped listlessly pulling its branches.
What can Qinghu do?
"You are allowed to extract the energy of the Divine Lake from the Diming Baoshu."
The little tree stood up again in an instant.
I am full of energy, like I am energetic and capable.
The inexplicable river of divine energy that was huffing and puffing seemed to be drawn directly from the location space. The river flowed directly into the body of the little tree, and then the little tree, like a tool tree filled with energy, rushed hard into the stone wall of the Holy King's Palace again.
Black, endless terrifying black, flowing in all directions like water. If you encounter a human, throw it out directly. If you encounter aliens and evil things, pollutants, monsters and other creatures, just throw away a black core like cleaning up garbage, directly squeeze out the useful parts, and throw away the remaining impurities like garbage.
Whatever evil things turned directly into dirt and mud, whatever monsters had their origins drained away, as well as all kinds of pollutants and aliens, the most they left were broken bones.
Xiaoshu not only used the insects nesting in the Holy King's Palace to erode the Holy King's Palace, but also continuously extracted a large amount of special metals from the leylines of the entire space to repair the Holy King's Palace.
And outside the small space, somewhere deep in the sea, weird and inexplicable earthquakes kept coming.
The Holy King's Palace was so big that even if the small tree extracted a large amount of divine energy from the Divine Lake to infect it, it took nearly ten days to turn the entire Holy King's Palace into black.
Just when the trial in the Holy King's Palace was about to end, Xiaoshu also approached Qinghu.
"Your Majesty, come quickly, something is wrong here." Xiaoshu stretched out his small tree hand to pull Qinghu, who was chewing fruit out of boredom.
"What's wrong?"
"You'll know when you come."
Xiaoshu pulled Qinghu and disappeared in a flash, and then the two of them appeared directly in the original battleship control center space.
There is a mysterious formation here that blocks the center.
"Your Majesty, I want to refine this formation. This is the last formation in the final center. As long as I refine it, I feel that I can control the entire warship. But I don't know why, I only need one When you get close to this place, you can feel a terrible terror. It seems that if you want to refine it, you will be unlucky or even fall."
Qing Hu walked to the mysterious formation and frowned slightly.
What kind of divine ban is this?
It looked familiar, but she seemed to have never seen the same type of divine ban before.
Qinghu thought for a while and simply touched it with his hands.
Her hand just touched the divine forbidden area.
The Divine Forbidden City immediately flashed a strong divine light, and Qinghu quickly floated her body and ran into a gorgeous and huge room.
Qinghu immediately felt that it was about to end! !
Just as he was about to run away, his body was frozen.
"Where did this little guy come from, and he wants to steal my ship?" A middle-aged man-looking protoss boss sat carelessly on his throne, looking at the little guy who was immobilized by him with a smile.
"Hey, you're not even five million years old. Whose family are you from?"
Seeing the dazzling crown made of water avenue above the opponent's head.
Qinghu felt like she couldn't cry anymore. He is actually a water-based leader of the Origin God Clan. Why is she so unlucky?
"I am from the Clan of Light."
"Little guy, even if you are from the Clan of Light, you can't steal my ship."
"That broken ship, I thought I didn't want it anymore."
"How come the God-King's vehicle that I personally refined turned into a broken ship in your mouth?" the middle-aged man asked, dumbfounded.
"Isn't that really broken? Besides, I think it is still there, it should be fifty or sixty thousand years old, right?" Qinghu defended. "It's been so long, I just don't want it anymore."
"What are you dreaming about? Have you ever seen someone throw away a God-King's vehicle so easily?" the middle-aged man said angrily with a stern look on his face.
"What do you think we should do, ancestor?" Qing Hu quickly put herself in the pitiful position of a junior.
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