Gods, Buddhas, emperors, humans, spirits, immortals, demons, demons, ghosts and monsters.
The world of gods in the ten directions is empty.
This is the architectural system of the Bronze Heavens. It has no infinite planes, no infinite dimensions, and it is not a fiber-structured star sea system. Some are just "ten-sided cube super giant original world" composed of ten pyramids combined into one.
The Dark Continent is on the edge of the demon world, located at the base of the pyramid. The living creatures are very weak and are at the bottom of the world. Bronzeization has not changed this basic structure.
The nine-headed ghost-faced blue dragon was a saint-level life form during its lifetime, and it was an existence entrenched at the top of the pyramid. It should not appear here...
hold head high!
The dragon roared, and the tall and upright huge figure pierced the sky, like nine pillars stretching out. The bronze dragon body had strong scales, shining with a metallic light, hard and sharp.
Ho ho ho——
The nine-headed ghost-faced dragon roared madly. The strange thing was that the huge dragon eyes were empty and dead, without any emotions, which formed a strong contrast with its fierce reaction.
Woo! Woohoo!
The piercing sound of horns resounded among the many warships, and the red light of warning shone on the resolute faces. The terrifying copper-made creatures brought them strong psychological pressure, but they chose to believe in the island owner.
"Order! Royal——"
Groan!
The void shook, and boiling space-time ripples rippled around all the battleships. It was the collapse of space-time caused by strong energy reactions. The rune shields, thousands of miles thick on each side, were instantly opened.
In front of a monster of this level, when it looks at you, it's too late to escape.
Zizzi!
There was a strange sound between the heaven and the earth. It came from the open blood mouth of the nine ghost-faced dragons. There was extremely hot gaseous copper mist that was gathering and boiling. The terrible high temperature that escaped evaporated the space, forming a harsh " "Zizzi" sound.
Bah--
The void was penetrated by nine cyan mist-shaped bodies, cut into pieces, and the extremely hot copper mist was like a laser beam, sweeping across the dark continent.
Wherever they passed, the shields of the battleships could only withstand for a moment, and then collapsed. Scarlet patina immediately appeared on the hulls, disappearing into two states of decay and melting. Countless soldiers inside turned into Green smoke.
In one blow, one-tenth of the fleet was destroyed.
This scene happened so fast. It only took two breaths for the nine-headed ghost-faced black dragon to appear. Qingyunzi, who looked ugly, had not yet figured out how to deal with it. Should he retreat or attack?
I thought that I had captured a good stronghold, but I didn't expect that it was a hot potato. I was bitten back before I was happy for a long time. Such a strong contrast would make anyone else's mentality explode.
"Brother Qingyun, you can't just look at me like this."
As Yan Xing spoke, his figure twisted for an instant, and a stagnant space-time bubble formed around him. Everything in the outside world seemed to be suspended, and the passage of time was almost static.
"I understand, but...why are there such life forms in the Bronze Heavens? That's not what the intelligence sent back by the adults said."
Qingyunzi frowned. In the extremely accelerated time and space bubble, he had enough time to think and discuss countermeasures.
"Oh? Do you suspect there is something wrong here?"
Yan Xing's expression moved slightly. He was very confused from the beginning as to why those other shores didn't personally search for resources. With their power, it would be much more efficient and safer.
"Brother Yan, this is the wasteland."
Qingyunzi shook his head and saw Yan Xing's doubts. He paused and explained softly: "The Bronze Heavens are indeed safe on the surface, but no one is sure whether there are still hidden dangers. For example, this book is not The nine-headed ghost-faced blue dragon that should appear here, how could the other side risk his own safety?"
"They only need to spend some resources that they don't care about, and the danger can be transferred to us, and we will rush to participate for the sake of profit. Why not? One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."
"Not just the Bronze Heavens, every previous exploration of forbidden places has followed this set of procedures. After all, the other side is rare and precious, and there is no set probability of birth. If one dies, one will be missing. And we belong to It can be mass-produced and nurtured, so there is no need to feel bad if it is destroyed..."
"Creating something out of nothing can quickly make up for all this. If the creatures that are not created by [creating something out of nothing] cannot step into the other side, I think we will have even less meaning of existence."
Qingyunzi's tone was calm, and he spoke about the extremely cruel truth in the wasteland without any fluctuation in his emotions, as if this was already common sense recognized by everyone, and everything in the world should function like this.
"Is this the fate the other side has set for all sentient beings?"
Yan Xing frowned, trying to find the loopholes in this operating logic, but found that this seemed to be the optimal solution, but he still felt that something was wrong in his heart.
"Destiny, destiny, fate is the excuse of the weak, luck is the humility of the strong."
"Strong people never complain about the environment. Those high-altitude shores also come step by step under such circumstances. Haha, although it is a bit cruel, this is the wasteland!"
"Brother Yan, I know how much I have, and I can only pursue the illusory rights in this life, but you are different..."
Qingyunzi looked at Yan Xing with a hint of envy in his eyes. Even though he had reached the pinnacle of power and became the president of the Nineteen Heavens of the Watch Association, he still lived under the shadow of the other side.
Only by reaching the other side can we break the fate of the "wasteland tool man".
"Hahaha, from now on, whether I want to eat spicy food or eat bran-flavored vegetables, I have to look up to you, Brother Yan!"
Qingyunzi laughed like a self-mockery, but underneath his helpless expression, there was still a hidden ambition. Who doesn't want to set foot on the other side? He will not accept his fate willingly, that is the cowardice of a weak person.
"Ahem, now is not the time to talk about this."
Yan Xing looked a little unnatural. The two had only known each other for a short time and were not close enough to talk about these things.
"Brother Yan, take this thing!"
Qingyunzi knew that going too far was too much, so he changed the subject, took out a dark bracelet, and handed it to Yan Xing.
"Is this... a secret treasure of information?"
Yan Xing's eyes moved slightly, and he felt the power of information lingering on it. It was very strong, but unstable.
"That's right, this is called the [Ring of Protection]. It has the message of immortality engraved on it. After the wearer activates it, it can last for twelve hours."
"Brother Yan, please accept it. This trip may not be that simple. I can't put you in danger."
Qingyunzi's sincere words and sincere feelings from the heart finally made him hug him. He didn't want Yan Xing to die before he set foot on the other side.
"No need, my life-saving ability is very strong, I don't need these external things."
Yan Xing decisively refused. The debt of gratitude was the hardest to repay, and he did not want to continue to accept the other party's favor. The most important thing is that this thing has no effect on him, it is still a consumable, and it is not qualified for him to owe a favor to it.
"This...that's okay."
Sensing the firmness of Yan Xing's tone, Qingyunzi had no choice but to give up. At the same time, there was something strange in his heart. He could remain indifferent to the secret treasure of information. Brother Yan's will was really terrifyingly firm.
"Let's go and kill this beast!"
Qingyunzi turned to look at the "still" outside world, stretched out his hand and patted his chest. A pair of crystal clear armor suddenly enveloped his whole body. Strong waves of information power rippled out, and his aura suddenly surged wildly.
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Qingyunzi's figure flickered, bursting the bubble of time and space, and turned into a bright divine light rising into the sky. The passage of time with a huge internal and external deficit did not have the slightest impact on him.
Ho ho ho!
Bah!
The nine ghost-faced dragons roared and hissed, and the nine huge heads were raised high, and the strange arcs were distorted 180 degrees by the divine light that shot towards them. Even the extremely hard scales showed fine cracks. Printed with clear palm prints.
Saint-level bronze lifeforms are almost overwhelmingly crushed by the Holy Realm. Only those in the rare monster-level Holy Realm can fight against them.
But Qingyunzi is different now. With the blessing of powerful characteristics set by information, his strength has skyrocketed in a short period of time, and he can arm-wrestle with Canglong head-on. The two are at the same level of power.
"Secret treasure of information?"
Yan Xing thought of the "Ultimate Eraser" seized from No. 13. It was also a secret treasure of information. It was of extremely high quality and could be used repeatedly. It was not comparable to these disposable consumables.
This thing cannot be taken out easily, let alone used. If you are not afraid of being instantly locked by the maker, you can try to commit suicide.
The "Ultimate Eraser" was sealed by Yan Xing and placed inside the Truth. It was kept by Kaka in Hell. He believed that no other shore could sense its location.
boom--
A stream of light shot out and hit the metal ground hard. Qingyunzi got up slightly embarrassed.
"Brother Qingyun, can you do it?"
Qingyunzi glanced at Yan Xing awkwardly, nodded heavily, and then flew to the battlefield again, continuing to fight with Canglong.
"Hongxiu, Tongbai, don't interfere! Otherwise, this deal will be a huge loss!
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"The evil beast shall die! Kill——"
Qingyunzi's roar resounded throughout the sky. In his eyes, this was not a nine-headed ghost-faced dragon, but three secret treasures of information.
