"These are things we can't interfere with."
Qingyunzi shook his head, made a secret in his hand, and used layers of dense patterns to solidify and seal the space here.
All the original restrictions have been erased. After all, it was done by the enemy. Who knows if there is a backdoor left, and the losses caused will not be beautiful.
"Brother Yan, each of us will get half of the copper liquid, and all subsequent harvests will be distributed in the same way!"
With a wave of his hand, Qingyunzi decided on the division of interests, which seemed quite heroic.
Hongxiu and Tongbai's eyes trembled slightly, and they looked at each other secretly, but seeing that Qingyunzi had already spoken, they couldn't say more, otherwise it would only make everyone unhappy.
"Such a precious thing..."
"Hey, why do you and I need to say this? Brother Yan can help me without hesitation. This friendship is more precious than anything else."
Qingyunzi smiled and waved his hand to stop Yan Xing from continuing, turned around and walked out, saying as he walked:
"Besides, the power of transcendence is indeed precious, but they are useless to our holy realm. They are [currency] flowing between the other shores, and what we want is to exchange these for resources that can help us set foot on the other shore. .”
"Hahaha, if one day I am lucky enough to step onto the other side, I won't give this power of transcendence to Brother Yan so easily!"
Laughter echoed in the passage. Several people stepped out of the base, and there were already dense figures standing in the void, waiting respectfully.
"Tongbai, Hongxiu, you go make arrangements, spread out your troops, and scavenge all the resources in this dark continent as soon as possible. If it's still too late..."
Qingyunzi's eyes were cold and stern, and he didn't finish his words, but his meaning was self-evident. This piece of cake could not satisfy his appetite.
"clear!"
Tongbai nodded, and then disappeared with Hongxiu, leaving Yan Xing alone. This was because he knew Qingyunzi had something to tell him alone.
"Brother Yan, you should have guessed the use of the power of transcendence, right?"
Qingyunzi's eyes were dark and he said softly.
"Well, it's to explore those dangerous and forbidden places in depth? I don't know how to achieve it specifically."
"Haha, it's actually very simple. It's no secret in the wasteland. The difficulty in using the power of transcendence is to purify it." Qingyunzi smiled, with a mysterious look on his face.
"After the power of transcendence is purified and gathered, it will become stable. When it is formed into a stock, it will be stable enough to be used. Before that, the other shores will pour out a [blood vessel] with their essence and blood consciousness to achieve mind-to-heart communication. Just like flesh and blood, the power of transcendence is very compatible and can be integrated into blood vessels."
"Depending on the original function of the blood vessel, the power of transcendence will bless it, forming transcendent characteristics, and possessing various magical and mysterious functions. If you encounter traces of a transcendent person in a forbidden place, you can use it to resist."
"Of course, these are all consumables, and their strength depends on the amount of transcendent power incorporated into them. The weakest ones will be scrapped in one go."
When Yan Xing heard this, Tong Kong shrank vaguely. He learned the name of [Blood Weapon] for the first time, and he subconsciously felt the huge threat this kind of thing posed to him.
He knew very well that through his own personal experience and various information collections, he learned that the so-called power of transcendence was actually a "concept."
One thing brings down another, and his various illegal talents are actually "concepts" that have been distorted and changed by the "concept editor". The other side is helpless because they can only access the power of information under the concept. , but if you hold a blood vessel...
Who is stronger or weaker, and how powerful a blood weapon he can withstand is unknown, at least he has no idea of giving it a try for the time being.
"Sure enough, the outside world is much more dangerous. It's not just forbidden places in this wasteland that can threaten my life!"
Yan Xing's eyes flickered, his vigilance became much higher, and he secretly warned himself to be careful.
"correct!"
Qingyunzi suddenly changed the topic, as if he had just remembered something important, turned sideways to look at Yan Xing, and asked softly:
"Brother Yan, we have been together for so long, I feel ashamed to say
Sorry, I still don’t know what race you are. "
Seemingly unintentional, Qingyunzi felt a twinge of joy in his heart. From the first meeting, he only judged from Yan Xing's humanoid appearance and familiar power system aura that he was of the same race as them.
Thinking it was the caution of a wanderer, he concealed his life breath.
But now that they have been together for so long and everyone is familiar with each other, he has not even determined the race of the other person, so it is inevitable that he will be a little confused.
"Haha, brother Yan, don't be offended, I didn't mean to offend."
Seeing Yan Xing's silence, Qingyunzi smiled awkwardly, and at the same time, his doubts became more serious.
"Is this important?"
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows. At the headquarters of the Watch Association, he saw many creatures from different races. They got along well with each other, and they didn't seem to be racially discriminatory.
He and Qingyunzi and others are indeed not of the same race. Although they both have humanoid appearances, their origins and bloodlines are completely different.
"Well, this matter may not be important, but sometimes, it is particularly important..."
"After all, this involves the division of camps in the wasteland."
"Divided into camps?"
Yan Xing was stunned when he heard the words, and the memory information of the clone flashed in his mind. They were seven flags, swaying in the darkness, each with a different color.
He understood what Qingyunzi meant and understood the other party's concerns, but he pretended not to understand and just thought that he was a wanderer who survived by chance from a remote world.
"Brother Yan, don't you know? Then I have to tell you carefully. This is very important in the wasteland!"
Qing Yunzi looked solemn and took Yan Xing to sit down in a side hall. He raised his hand and waved, and colorful particles appeared in the space, forming seven huge light balls, flashing in different colors.
"This, as well as the tragic battle that dates back to endless years ago, called the [Battle of Origin], is also the origin of the wasteland."
"As you can see, the creatures participating in that battle are divided into seven camps. Brother Yan, this is not a simple camp divided by race, heaven, and practice system, but a higher level, more The differences in high dimensions, where these camps come from, and what they are called, are no longer clear, so we use simple colors to divide them."
"Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, white."
"And the [Watch Association] that I belong to, as well as the many worlds and thousands of races that it protects, all belong to the "White Camp". Our ancestors were lucky enough to survive that horrific war. The other camps also have Life continues..."
"Although we are trapped in the ruins of the battlefield and the wasteland, the differences between the camps at the root, as well as the differences that cannot be erased or ignored, make it impossible for us to let go of our hatred, even in this wasteland. Fight against each other!"
Qingyunzi was very emotional and his eyes were dark, as if he could see through to the indescribable horrific war that happened aeons ago.
"So, there are two situations in the wasteland, one is relative hostility, and the other is absolute hostility. If the factions and races in the same lineup fight, it is nothing."
"But the camps are absolutely hostile and there is no room for maneuver. Once they meet, they will fight to the death!"
Yan Xing remained silent and listened carefully to Qing Yunzi's words, which could be regarded as consolidating and supplementing the information in his memory.
He guessed in his heart that the unknown sources and other forces should belong to a completely different camp from the Truth.
"So, Brother Qingyun, when you faced me, did you have any inexplicable hostility in your instinct?"
Yan Xing asked with a smile. Qingyunzi's worry was understandable. The difference in race was nothing. He was just afraid of encountering a hostile camp.
"Uh, is this true..."
Qingyunzi was stunned when he heard this, and shook his head in embarrassment. Not only was there no hostility, but he also felt an inexplicable kindness, even - awe?
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Perhaps he was instinctively in awe of Yan Xing's power, Qingyunzi explained to himself, and at the same time he felt relieved in his heart.
"Yes, this means that we are both in the white camp. What is our race? Does it matter?"
"Hahaha, it's not important, it's not important, Brother Yan, don't blame me, I'm just thinking wildly!"
Qingyunzi laughed and shook his head, holding his hands with an apologetic expression, no longer worrying about these trivial matters, so as not to lose the brotherhood.
"It doesn't matter..."
Boom!
At this time, a terrifying roar suddenly came from the distance, resounding throughout the heaven and earth. The earth rolled like waves, opening countless ravines and abyss, and an endless huge figure snaked up from it.
Such a huge movement immediately interrupted the conversation between the two of them, and they both looked up in surprise.
Roar! hold head high--
"Hiss! This is..."
In the demon world, there are nine ghost-faced blue dragons, holy bronze life forms!
