I don't know how long it took, Qianye suddenly felt a movement in his heart, woke up from the deep silence, and slowly stopped the operation of Yaopian. At this moment, in the new vortex of original force, there is already a touch of crimson golden light slowly swimming in the center. Although this ray of light is slightly rare, like a big tank has just been laid, but it seems that a month or two is enough to fill up the force vortex.
Since entering the maelstrom, the Song family's ancient scrolls have been running faster and faster, and Qianye has felt a hidden boost in his cultivation more than once. It seems that the whole world is slowly rotating. With the help of the general trend of the world, the operation of the second chapter of Xuan Yao has become easier, and Qianye has gradually become proficient, and it seems that he can borrow more power from the world.
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 second daughter spend the night. Although they have the power of ginkgo, it is still not enough. In order to help them save their energy to the maximum, they still need Qianye's help.
At this time, Ji Tianqing and Li Kuanglan were still meditating and practicing, not moving. Qianye scanned the two girls with his senses, and felt that their vitality was still vigorous, so he was relieved.
At this moment, it was not too far away from midnight. During the previous two cold and silent nights, Li Kuanglan could no longer support himself at this moment, and needed Qianye's help. But tonight she supported him for an extra long time. Ji Tianqing, on the other hand, has so many secret methods that she can be fine even after drinking ginkgo wine. She has long been a monster that Qianye can't understand, so she won't bother her too much.
Qianye waited patiently, and after another quarter of an hour, the two girls woke up from the cultivation state one after another. They looked at each other, and Ji Tianqing said: "Sure enough, there are several kinds of secret methods that can run much faster in the maelstrom, and the original bottlenecks will no longer exist. Practicing here is like raising your talent to a higher level. "
Li Kuanglan also said: "You and I are all practicing secret methods with similar effects. It seems that the family has already prepared for this day."
Ji Tianqing was thoughtful, "But according to the records, the bonus to the cultivation speed 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 in the records of the emperor's family, there was a description of the cold and silent night. But the effect of slowing down the vitality is far less serious than it is now. So, we may not be far from the center of the maelstrom gone."
The two girls discussed for a while before each took the ginkgo fruit, and then under the wings of Qianye's pulsating blood core, they passed another cold night without any danger.
At dawn, Qianye packed up his luggage, took them out of the camp, entered the vast forest, and rushed to the native area where the ginkgo fruit was grabbed. There is a new region, the scale of the indigenous community is much larger, and more importantly, the amount of ginkgo wine will also be larger. That day Qianye only had time to snatch a few ginkgo fruits, and ran back to the camp while chasing and killing them all the way. However, the most ferocious four-armed men among the natives had already been beheaded by Qianye. At this moment, there were only a large number of natives left in that stone castle, and there were no strong ones left, so the difficulty of attacking was greatly reduced.
After the three of Qianye left, more than half a day later, shadowy figures appeared around the camp again. Several two-armed men approached the camp cautiously, led by a four-armed female warrior.
The four-armed female warrior raised her head to the sky, sniffed vigorously, and suddenly became excited, pointing at the camp on the top of the mountain and yelling loudly. The two-armed warrior rushed to the top of the mountain immediately, and saw the camp hidden by the natural stone wall.
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 ginkgo jug with stains on it. After the four-armed woman licked all the debris, her exhalation gradually became heavy, and she suddenly overwhelmed a two-armed male warrior, and began to multiply on the spot.
The sky was getting darker, and a dark ball of light quietly appeared in the sky. With a thunderbolt, a person was shot out from the ball of light like a cannonball, and fell straight to the ground. The man was surrounded by blood-colored lightning, and he slammed into the ground fiercely. But when he was close to the ground, several streams of black air suddenly shot out from his body, each nailed to a certain place in the void, pulling him like a ribbon, and the falling momentum slowed down suddenly.
He turned over, laughed, and touched the ground with his feet, just wanting to land gracefully and calmly.
But the dark ball of light trembled again, shooting out a group of small shadows again, hitting him hard, smashing his whole body into the hard stone surface.
The small figure stretched out, and it turned out to be Bai Kongzhao. The heavy battle armor she was wearing was broken into pieces, only a few pieces of armor were hanging on her body, but the white skirt underneath had only one or two small holes.
She got up, moved her body, and tried to jump a few times, then frowned, obviously the heavy body made her very uncomfortable. She tried to jump again, but Anwen's voice suddenly came from under her feet: "I'm about to be trampled to death by you!"
Bai Kongzhao was taken aback, and quickly moved aside, only then did he see that An Wen was standing on his feet, and asked, "Are you all right?"
Anwen managed to get up, his handsome face was already bruised and swollen, and he said angrily: "If you didn't get crushed to death by you, you'll get trampled to death by you, how can you be all right?"
Bai Kongzhao shook his head, "Your body is so strong, I can't trample you to death, unless I chop you with a knife, but if you want to chop several times, it must be a vital point, for example..."
Anwen felt uncomfortable when he heard it, and hurriedly said, "Stop! You really plan to kill me!"
Bai Kongzhao looked blank, "Didn't you just say that I was about to trample you to death? This is impossible, even if the gravity here is ten times higher. Well, if you want to trample you to death, unless ,unless… "
"Stop!! I don't want to die so early." Anwen hurriedly stopped the girl. Seeing that she was no longer thinking, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This world is so prosperous, if I don't live a thousand or eight hundred years, how can I be willing to die? You must never think about these problems again in the future."
Bai Kongzhao argued: "I didn't think about it, but you asked me, and I was going to answer. Well, I just thought that if you are trampled to death, it will be 420 times the gravity, and you have to step on it The key point. I am too light after all, if I eat fatter... "
Anwen broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "Okay, let's stop here! I think you are doing well now, and you can't get fatter at all!"
"Really?" Bai Kongzhao looked confused again.
"Of course it is true! You are just right now, even if you are a little fatter, you will not be so good-looking. As a future peerless powerhouse, you must be good-looking. Look at those demon-born women, all of them are as fat as something. Human race Not to mention women, how can you look good?" An Wen couldn't help but feel ashamed after finishing the nonsense.
Bai Kongzhao became even more confused, "Is good-looking also combat power?"
"Of course!" Anwen answered decisively.
Bai Kongzhao nodded vigorously, and Anwen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are they doing?" Bai Kongzhao pointed to the tumbling natives.
"This..." Anwen didn't know how to explain it for a while. For some reason, he didn't want the girl to know so much at all, preferring that she was always a blank sheet of paper.
Anwen, who is known in the clan as being knowledgeable and catching up with his ancestors, has also put in a lot of thought at this moment, Fang said: "They... are fighting!"
"Fight?" The girl became even more confused. Perhaps no one has a deeper understanding of combat than her, but these natives don't look like they are fighting to the death.
"Yes, hand-to-hand combat." Anwen said calmly. The first lie is the hardest to utter. With the first sentence, the following will be much more fluent.
"Battle does not necessarily have to be divided into life and death. These...indigenous people can only be regarded as half-smart races. They often fight for the sake of competing for offspring." An Wenyue compiled more fluently.
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 are almost unable to resist. When it fails completely, the right to have offspring must be handed over to the victors."
The girl seemed to understand but half understood, and said, "You know so much."
In an instant, Anwen had the urge to cry up to the sky. For a long time, people around him have been in awe of him, either because of his blood, or because of his status. Seriously speaking, he is rarely recognized. What Anwen is actually more proud of is his knowledge and his profound knowledge of the entire history of Evernight.
It was the first time in so many years that someone praised him for knowing a lot. Although the reason for the compliment was absurd, Anwen himself didn't think so. It is not easy to make up so many lies in an instant.
However, it is not good for the young girl to watch this kind of breeding scene. Anwen coughed and said, "When we enter the maelstrom, one of the biggest enemies is these natives. Therefore, no matter what, we must not keep them. Now that they are busy fighting among themselves, it is a good time to make a move."
After finishing speaking, Anwen raised his hand and waved lightly, and the faint black mist surrounding the two of them dissipated. This black mist is the hidden talent of the demons known as Yongye, and Anwen is especially powerful. The black mist, which looks very light, can completely cover the whereabouts of the two of them, making the natives who are close at hand turn a blind eye.
As soon as the black mist was withdrawn, all the natives responded and turned their heads to look at the same time. The keenness of their perception is evident.
Anwen was calm and calm, with an extra exquisite force gun in his hand, shooting out several arrows of black air. The black air passed through the aborigine's body without hindrance, and the aborigine penetrated by it lay motionless in a blink of an eye, as if falling asleep. Although they have no scars on the outside, they have lost their vitality and all turned into corpses.
After firing several shots, Anwen also looked a little tired. He threw the native's body over the stone wall, already gasping for breath. Only then did he have the time to glance at the camp, and suddenly he was taken aback, and immediately began to concentrate on alert.
"What's wrong?" the girl asked.
"Someone lived here. Looking at the traces left, most of them are from the empire. It seems that we should be more careful."
"However, I don't seem to sense any danger around me."
Anwen relaxed, and said, "I forgot, with you here, who can sneak attack us?"
He squatted on the ground and began to draw the original force array, and said while drawing: "Let me see who has camped here. This original force array can perfectly restore the changes in the void force in the past period..."
Before Anwen finished speaking, a force tornado suddenly rose from the force array and shot straight into the sky!
In the blink of an eye, the force array that had just been completed was destroyed.