"Why don't you kill me?"
With a puzzled look on his face, Wang Baoer stepped barefoot through the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. Wherever he passed, the remains of the conscious bodies that died in various strange shapes began to become illusory. The bloody flesh and mud disintegrated into fluorescent white spots and floated towards the sky, like streaks. A strange light swayed behind her.
For some reasons, Wang Baoer could only hide his identity. Although he did not change his appearance, he wore a mask on his face. It was a five-star prop obtained from the trial. It was extremely rare and could perfectly hide fluctuations in consciousness.
Although Yan Xing was strong, he didn't ignore the power of the five-star items and showed mercy to her, but somehow he saw something fishy.
"You are not an enemy. My intuition tells me that we should know each other."
Yan Xing shook his head. The mountain of corpses at his feet collapsed and disintegrated. His figure suddenly appeared in front of the woman in the white dress. He looked up and down carefully, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart. He was very sure that he and the woman had never met before.
What enters the virtual world is only consciousness; the physical body, including the light of the source of life in the life orifice, remains in the material world. Therefore, the electromagnetic induction between Wang Baoer and Yan Xing failed.
"Junior brother, you are fine."
The corner of Wang Baoer's mouth raised slightly, he reached out and gently peeled it behind his ear, taking off a piece of white gel film as thin as a cicada's wing. The next moment, his figure was three inches taller, his face was distorted and restored to its original appearance, and even the fluctuations in his breath were greatly changed, with With the blazing edge of electric current.
"Senior Sister Bao'er!?"
Yan Xing was stunned at first, then shook his head and laughed. It seems that the talent "My destiny is mine" has taken effect. I am lucky. When I entered the dungeon world for the first time, I met an old acquaintance.
"Senior sister, it's been four years, long time no see."
"Yes." Wang Baoer nodded slightly, his eyes were a little gray, and he seemed very tired. On his fair face, there was a scar like a centipede, extending from his temple to his chin.
There are scars left on the body of consciousness that cannot be healed. It is difficult to imagine how vicious and strange the attack methods encountered were.
"What's your injury?"
Yan Xing frowned slightly, sensing that Wang Baoer's condition was very bad. If his conscious body was like this, his real body might be even worse.
"It's okay. Don't talk about me anymore. Let's talk about you, junior brother. How have you been recently? We couldn't find any trace of you during the evacuation. We thought..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Baoer suddenly stopped and secretly thought that he was asking too much. Looking at Yan Xing's incredible strength now, he was so powerful that he didn't need to think too much, he was living a much better life than her.
"Junior brother, where are you now? Feixian Cave Heaven has moved to the Huntian Realm. If you can, will you come back?" Wang Bao hesitated, biting his lips, showing a rare twitching gesture, as if he had something to hide.
Yan Xing's eyes flickered and he took a deep look at Wang Baoer. Seeing that the other party was unwilling to mention the injuries on his face, he stopped questioning.
As for the situation faced by Feixian Dongtian, Yan Xing can think of it with his heels. It must be very difficult. Not to mention relying on others, the total amount of resources in the world is countless. One more force means one more person to share the cake, and Feixian Cave Heaven's strength is neither above nor below, not as good as Holy Land, and it is at the overlord level among ordinary forces, so it is understandable that it is not popular with others.
"I probably won't be able to go back in a short time. The place I am in is very far away. I don't have the ability to cross this infinite distance yet."
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, and the underlying meaning in his words was that he rejected Wang Baoer's request.
Although Feixian Dongtian will be challenged, it will not be destroyed. Regarding the agreement with the Holy Land in the Mist Wave, although he does not know the specific details, but according to the unified nature of the top forces, they all cherish feathers very much. It is discreditable to do this kind of thing.
In addition to the Holy Land, if Feixian Cave Heaven can't handle the forces at other levels, it will be destroyed. He doesn't want to see it anyway, but he can't forget that the entire world is hostile to pure blood of the human race.
"Junior brother, you are exactly what Deacon Xian said."
Wang Baoer had a complicated look on his face and turned around slowly. Regardless of whether Yan Xing could hear him or not, he murmured in a low voice: "The situation in Feixian Cave is very bad. Two years ago, the 'Holy Land of True Hell' and the 'Holy Land of Cangtian Frontier' came hand in hand. , it was a visit on the surface, but in fact, it was to explore our background. Everything was going smoothly until..."
"They saw the library, and for some reason, their attitude suddenly changed. In a commanding tone, they asked us to hand over the library!"
Wang Baoer's tone was low, and there was still deep confusion in his eyes. He seemed not to understand that in this sacred place, there were no magical books? Do we still need to covet "small forces" like Feixian Cave?
What puzzled Wang Baoer even more was that the senior management of Feixiandongtian refused without any hesitation, and their attitude was unprecedentedly firm and non-negotiable.
I am afraid that it was not so difficult to ask Feixian Dongtian to hand over the immortal weapon.
Is a treasure pavilion worth more than an immortal weapon? Wang Baoer was puzzled.
"Feixian Dongtian refused?"
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and flickered uncertainly. Although his tone was inquiring, it was filled with determination.
Can you not refuse?
The collection of magical skills is nothing. Knowledge is something that can be reproduced and is a renewable resource. If it is handed over to others, it will have little impact on the power.
What is truly precious, what the Holy Land and Feixian Cave are fighting for is the pure blood of the human race imprisoned deep in the library - the Goddess of Origin.
The pure blood of the human race has the ability to understand the divine text of origin that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Many of the classics and magical arts written in the divine text of origin are like encrypted files. Only through the translation of pure blood, ordinary people can practice and understand them.
Without the Goddess of Origin, it would be impossible for the Feixian Cave to give birth to a top powerhouse for a long time, not to mention the supreme gods and demons, even immortals would be difficult to appear.
What's more, Feixian Dongtian has just lost the Fallen Immortal Realm, and without the population base, it has prompted the bloodline to return to the ancestors. Under the nose of the Holy Land forces in the Huntian Realm, competing with each other for human pure blood is undoubtedly dancing on the tip of a knife. It is extremely difficult and extremely difficult. Disaster.
Without the library pavilion, Feixian Cave is destined to decline in the long history, until the inheritance is cut off, and it is reasonable to sternly reject the Holy Land.
"Well, I refused, which caused a series of events and pushed Feixiandong into a dilemma."
"As far as I know, the senior management can no longer withstand the pressure. They are ready to agree to the conditions of the Holy Land and conduct a competition. The success or failure will determine the ownership of the library. As a bargaining chip, if we win, Feixian will truly be in the Huntian Realm. Get a foothold!”
Is it really that simple?
A trace of ridicule flashed in Yan Xing's eyes. He seemed to see the light of swords and shadows, corpses piled up like mountains, and heads of blood floating in the oars.
Now this so-called competition is far more dangerous than the Qiyao Arena. The last time the Holy Land had a playful attitude, it involved the competition for human pure blood, and several forces had to go crazy.
"Junior brother, since your consciousness can enter the virtual world, it means that the area you are in is shrouded in super-dimensional time and space!"
"No matter how far the distance is, it can be crossed in an instant using super-dimensional transmission!"
Wang Baoer's eyes lit up and she turned around to stare at Yan Xing. She cursed in her heart that she was stupid and ignored such a crucial thing. She had witnessed Yan Xing's growth and understood how powerful this junior brother was and how terrifying his growth rate was.
In the land of the Ashes Abyss, "reborn after death", disappeared in the waves of mist, and appeared four years later. With the power of one person, he can kill tens of thousands of divine consciousness bodies, and the strength revealed is only the tip of the iceberg. .
If we can win over Yan Xing, a strong general, he will definitely be the biggest dark horse in the competition with the Holy Land. Maybe it is really possible...
Thinking of this, Wang Baoer's eyes were filled with brilliance, and even the fatigue hidden deep in his eyes dissipated a lot.
"When is this so-called competition?"
Yan Xing had a smile on his face, but there was a flash of meaning in his eyes, and Wang Baoer, who was full of emotions, didn't notice it.
He owed the Master of the Library Pavilion a huge favor, and he had to repay this favor. He didn't care about Feixian Cave's life or death, but he couldn't just watch the Pavilion Master fall into the hands of the Holy Land.
With the powerful foundation of the Holy Land, it will be very difficult and almost impossible to rescue the Pavilion Master in the future. By the time he grows up, the Pavilion Master may have been drained.
Therefore, he cannot allow the Holy Land's purpose to succeed.
"Ten years later!"
Wang Baoer's energy and spirit are getting stronger and stronger. In order to prepare for the competition, many true disciples of Feixian Cave are doing their best to improve their strength. For this reason, she soaked in the virtual world almost all the time, honing her consciousness in many replica worlds, until her consciousness became unbearable and she passively left the virtual world.
"Junior brother, this is your first time entering the virtual world when you start the trial, right? With your whiteboard title, it is true that you cannot use superdimensional transmission, but in ten years, with your skills, junior brother, you can increase your authority enough to meet the requirements! "
"Junior Brother Yan, we are both disciples of Feixian, can you..."
Speaking of this, Wang Baoer's tone was sincere, and his beautiful eyes were full of expectation.
The Wang family has been completely tied to the Feixian Cave Heaven and has become the fifth line of power. They are both prosperous and destructive. Without the Feixian Realm, there is no other way out.
Due to emotions and reasons, Wang Baoer could not let Feixian Dongtian fail, whether it was for the sake of his tribe or his own future development.
"Well, let me think about it."
boom--
Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing's figure suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and the amber eyes were slightly distorted, turning into silvery white and gray.
God's perception, the seventh sense of time!
Between his words and deeds, under the stimulation of Wang Baoer from the outside world, events closely related to him were triggered. The corner of the future was forcibly reflected in the depths of Yan Xing's eyes in a strange and bizarre mock-up posture.
He saw it.
The boundless land is a piece of scorched earth, gods and demons roar in the sky, endless thunder and flames fall, the void is shattered, and the hole is suspended.
Asking about the state of mind, sliding down to the sky, there is a deep fist mark imprinted on the state of mind.
The sky-splitting sword buzzed and trembled, and the sharp sword light shone for hundreds of millions of miles. Large swaths of the sun, moon and stars were chopped off and turned into red meteors, colliding with the earth's crust, volcanoes erupted, and scarlet hot magma shot into the void for thousands of miles.
The corpses are piled up, and the blood is flowing.
At the foot of the ancient sacred mountain, an extremely tall and majestic giant had a spear pierced through his chest and was fixed on the cliff, with red blood rolling like a river. The giant's eyes widened and glared at the sky. His eyes had lost their color, and the strange totem of thunder and fire between his brows gradually dimmed and extinguished...
Raymond, died in battle.
On the bank of the blood river, a figure stood with a sword in his hand, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind, his silver eyes disappeared, leaving only two dark holes, and an invisible sword light penetrated the man's eyebrows and reached deep into the heart of the earth.
Zang Wu died in battle.
Ho ho! Ho ho ho——
A petite woman, whose limbs were bound by colorful law chains, was suspended in the void. There were several figures standing below her, each holding a scarlet blood flag in their hands. Extremely rich black mist poured in from the side of the flag. , twisting and squirming, pouring into the woman's angry eyes.
The eyes that were originally like scarlet whirlpools had inhaled a large amount of black mist, which was difficult to digest, and had turned into pitch black, with the holes covered with cracks. However, those figures still ignored them and silently activated the blood flags, making more black mist harden. It poured into the woman's eyes.
Quinn, crazy.
"Although I die, Feixian's will will never be broken. Just wait, junior brother, he will come back and avenge us..."
"Haha, the howl of a defeated dog."
Clang! Groan——
An incomparably bright sword light penetrated the sky and the earth, and hundreds of millions of clouds were cut off. The electromagnetic force field that had been superimposed layer by layer, under the extremely sharp sword light, was like a rotten leaf, breaking apart inch by inch. The woman in the center of the magnetic field was Endless thunder light lingered, and the colorful metal turned into a huge shield, but the sword light seemed to be invincible and unbreakable. It shattered the magnetic field, cut off the shield, and cut through the woman's fair and slender neck...
Boom! !
A purple-blue thunder pierced the void, as if it was a swan song before death.
Wang Baoer died in battle.
As the light and shadow flowed, more and more figures flashed past one by one, including Xian Qiu Ming, Great Elder Sikong, Kong Lingzi, Xie Sheng Cheng, Lu Tiexian...
They all died in battle, and no bones were left.
"Hoo ho!"
Yan Xing opened his eyes suddenly, the silvery color of his eyes faded, his eyes turned amber again, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead. This time, the time in the future is very close, and there are no terrifying existences that can penetrate time and space. The consumption on him is very small, and there is no backlash or damage.
"Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"
Wang Baoer was stunned when she saw this scene. She didn't know what happened to Yan Xing. The fierce aura that flashed past her just now made her feel excited, and she also had unlimited reverie about her junior brother's strength.
"Don't think about it, ten years, right? I will go back."
"Hey, those guys in the Holy Land are so arrogant!"
Yan Xing grinned and his eyes were extremely deep. This window to the soul was like a bottomless abyss, difficult to peer into.
"Junior brother, thank you!"
Wang Baoer was stunned at first, with his mouth slightly open and looking very cute. Then he reacted, his eyes burst into bright light, and his emotions fluctuated and it was difficult to calm down.
She didn't know what made Yan Xing change his mind, but none of that mattered. It was enough if his junior brother could agree to participate in the competition.
A gentleman's words are hard to follow, and Yan Xing's spit is like a nail. Whatever he promises, he will definitely do it. Wang Bao'er has no doubt about this.
"You are all Feixian's disciples. I can't just watch you fight for your life, right? You don't need to say thank you. What I do is not for any one person."
Yan Xing waved his hand, his eyes as calm as water.
Wang Baoer didn't know that as Yan Xing changed his mind, his future destiny had quietly changed.
There are still ten years left for the competition, so there is no rush for now. Yan Xing looked around and focused on the trial.
"Senior Sister Bao'er, can you leave the world of Yanyu? I am not going to waste time anymore. I will directly destroy the core of negative consciousness and bury this world, as well as all negative creatures and adventurers..."
If Wang Baoer does not leave, he will only be annihilated with the world. If his conscious body dies, he can only wait ten years before he can recast his conscious body and log into the virtual world.
In order to cope with the competition, she is trying her best to improve her cultivation. If she cannot take advantage of the convenience of the virtual world, it will undoubtedly affect her preparation for war. Her body consciousness will be severely damaged, difficult to heal, and her strength will plummet.
"Leave this world?"
Wang Baoer smiled bitterly. Things can't be that simple. He can come and leave whenever he wants. Isn't he treating the negative world as child's play?
"Junior brother, if you want to leave the dungeon world, you must first complete the most basic hunting mission. I need to kill one hundred fifth-level negative creatures."
The power of consciousness of fifth-level negative creatures is roughly equivalent to that of Shenzang Realm. In addition, these monsters have all kinds of strange and changeable methods. It is not easy to kill them. If they can't, they can only wait for the trialist to complete the trial or die before they can choose to exit the dungeon world in advance.
"One hundred? It's very simple!"
Yan Xing's perception spread, and thousands of miles away, there were a large group of negative creatures, looking for the aura fluctuations on his body, and slowly gathered over.
Clenching his palms, the gravitational thread spanned the void, tightly bound a thousand negative creatures, and dragged them back violently.
Boom!
The ground trembled, and densely packed monsters fell like raindrops. They were huge and pressed the soil to collapse. The terrifying force field and majestic aura restrained them so that they could not move.
"Kill, and leave as soon as you're done. Don't delay my work."
Yan Xing pursed his lips and signaled Wang Baoer to take action.
Wang Baoer: "Junior brother...(๑°⌓°๑)."
Happy New Year, book friends!
