Lord of the Night

Feng Dao glanced at this group of people intently and sighed softly.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Che asked.

"Those few."

Feng Dao smiled faintly: "Three of them are my grandparents, seven of them are my grandparents, and there are about twenty others who are my uncles and aunts..."

"Their future in martial arts is cut off. With the sound of the avenue and the fragrance of martial arts, they still cannot touch the barriers of martial arts..."

Fang Che frowned and said, "What can I do?"

"no way."

Feng Dao said lightly: "Actually, they have already hurt their origin. They came in when they were forty or fifty years old and fought here until they were almost three hundred years old... The blood shed by each of them was enough to weigh hundreds or even thousands of kilograms. Each of them was wounded by the enemy. The chopped meat is enough to weigh hundreds or even thousands of kilograms.”

"Although the origin of martial arts seems to be still there, you and I both understand that with such a loss, how can we not damage the origin?"

"But they are the real evergreen trees, and they are also the heroic souls of this secret realm. It is because of them that the things and knowledge in the secret realm can be passed down from generation to generation. Many of the people who accept their inheritance have broken through the Saint The emperor left here, but they can only keep fighting here until one day..."

Feng Dao said heavily: "...Death!"

"Why can't you go out?" Fang Che asked with a frown.

"If you go out without breaking through the Holy Emperor, you will be regarded as... in the secret realm..." Feng Dao said lightly: "... deserter!"

deserter.

These two words made Fang Che understand everything.

Why don't these people leave?

They have been fighting all their lives, and they have been fighting here all their lives. The entire secret realm almost relies on them to stick to the inheritance. If they end up being called deserters...

Even if no one says it, they themselves can't get over that hurdle in their hearts.

After a lifetime of pride, a lifetime of fighting, and a lifetime of glory, just to go out without breaking through to the Holy Emperor and become a deserter?

So they would rather die here!

Keep fighting until...the day you die, you will be sealed in an ice coffin and carried out as a hero!

That is their only destination!

"How many such people are there in total?"

Fang Che asked through a message.

"Fifty-two!"

Feng Dao had already kept an account in his heart, and every time he saw these fifty-two names, his heart ached.

But even if he is the captain, there is nothing he can do.

Even if you give an order, these people won’t go out!

"Give me the list later."

Fang Che said solemnly: "Now that you haven't left, I can't let go. After you leave, I will think of a way to try."

"You have a way? You actually have a way?"

Feng Dao's eyes widened.

Even in the Guardian headquarters, there aren't many treasures like this that can restore the foundation, right?

Guanxi actually said there might be a way?

"You actually doubted me."

Fang Che felt a little unhappy, stretched out his hand in front of him, pointed at his finger, and said lightly: "Here, have you seen this space ring?"

"You see, what's wrong? Are you awesome if you have a space ring? It's like you don't have one."

Feng Dao rolled his eyes, then he also stretched out his hand, imitating Fang Che's example, pointing at his finger and saying: "Here, have you seen this space ring?"

Fang Che looked at Feng Dao and looked at the idiot again, and said calmly: "I have five of these things."

Feng Dao also followed suit calmly: "I have this thing... cough cough cough..."

Suddenly he choked, and then his eyes widened: "How...how many? How many do you have?"

"It's pitiful. My ears don't work well at a young age."

Fang Che put his hand behind his back, then stretched it out again. He saw a space ring on each of his five fingers, and said, "Here, have you seen these five space rings?"

Feng Dao's eyes bulged out: "...!!!"

Fang Che encouraged: "You also put your hand behind your back and stretch it out again. Change it into five and then imitate me to speak again and I will listen."

"..."

Feng Dao's face was like the bottom of a pot, and he said angrily: "I won't do anything anymore!"

I am only one person, how can I change? This big brother is really not a human being!

Feng Dao felt like he was completely crushed.

Fang Che made a 'cut' sound and looked at him with a smile: "Doesn't it look good? Isn't it quite spectacular? I originally wanted to get ten of them and wear one on all ten fingers. It's a pity that I didn't get them together."

"..."

It's indeed quite spectacular, but I don't want to say this.

Feng Dao swallowed his anger and said, "How did you get so many space rings?"

Fang Che slowly picked them off one by one and hid them, and said calmly: "How did it come... Of course I killed the enemy and snatched it away... Could someone give me so many? Didn't you just give it away?"

"Don't talk to me like that with your tongue!"

Feng Dao said sadly: "I can't stand this!"

"If you can't stand it, why are you still asking? How can you still show off in front of me?"

Fang Che left the original space ring and said: "I still have more than half of the space in the space ring that I haven't taken out."

"???"

Feng Dao bared his teeth and said, "We have already brought out so much wine and meat, and there is still so much more?"

Fang Che sighed and said, "The reason why I keep those things is because the five rings cannot be filled with elixirs or anything else."

Feng Dao staggered.

Holding his temples with his hands: "Wait...I'll take it slow..."

I just feel dizzy.

Your five special rings are filled with elixirs? !

What a god you are!

"Are they all filled with pills?" Feng Dao asked in a daze.

"Of course it won't be all pills." Fang Che looked at Feng Dao again with an idiot look.

Feng Dao breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is only reasonable. How can it be possible that all the rings are filled with elixirs..."

"Of course there are some other things, such as natural treasures, spiritual crystals and so on." Fang Che blinked: "The lowest grade spiritual crystals are the best."

This tone is like coaxing a child.

Feng Dao sat down on the ground and gasped: "Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh..."

"Is there nothing else? Like weapons? Where do you put them?" Feng Dao asked.

"You're stupid and you still refuse to accept it."

Fang Che sent a message and said: "Of course the weapons are in the head. These are all divine metals. Didn't you realize that? Brother, you have a weak brain, your ears are a bit deaf, and you can't even use your eyes?"

"!!"

Feng Dao’s head exploded.

This time it was a complete explosion.

I just feel like I can't live anymore. My pride as the 'third generation genius of the three great families of Wind, Rain and Snow' has not been left even after being hit.

I had ten thousand yuan, and I thought I was rich.

But today I met Ma Hua Teng, and I actually showed off my wealth in front of Ma Hua Teng. Then he asked people: Do you envy me that I am so rich?

"Are you relieved to go out now?"

Fang Che asked.

"Don't worry, don't worry..."

Feng Dao nodded repeatedly, and his saliva formed an arc up and down as he nodded.

"Where did these things come from?" Feng Dao finally refused to give up.

"Snatched it."

Fang Che looked at him in surprise: "Why do you still ask? You can't be really confused, right?"

Feng Dao's eyes widened: "Did you really kill 100 million people?!"

Fang Che pondered for a moment and said, "Strictly speaking..."

Feng Dao waited eagerly and thought to himself: Strictly speaking, it shouldn't be less than 10 million... I would be shocked if I gave 10 million.

"Strictly speaking, it should be about 230 million."

Fang Che boasted.

In fact, it's not too bragging, after all, there is nothing wrong with Sun Wutian killing him.

"Two hundred and thirty million..."

Feng Dao's mind was completely blank.

Now, he only has one thought in his mind: Who is my sworn brother? After I go out, I will check it out as soon as possible!

See what kind of monster it is!

It really scared me.

Being with him every day is really too much for my heart to bear.

"Is there anything in it that can change the qualifications?" Feng Dao continued to ask.

Like a curious little baby.

"Do you know what to do?"

Fang Che rolled his eyes and said, "You're almost out."

Feng Dao grinned and turned his head: "Brother, how old are you?"

"You call me brother and you still ask."

Fang Che said lazily: "Go out and ask around. It's not a loss if you call me big brother."

"Yes, brother."

Feng Dao grinned: "Brother, your face looks a little younger."

"I'm here to find you a sister-in-law."

Fang Che sighed: "If you don't look good, how can you pick up girls? Today's girls are very realistic and will ignore you if they don't look good."

"Are all girls outside like this now?" Feng Dao was shocked.

"It's hard to describe in words!"

Fang Che had a sad look on his face: "It is said that Master Ningxue Jian has not been found for ten thousand years. Now that I am single, you know how difficult it is to find a wife outside now."

"……Grass!"

Feng Dao was angry: "Master Jian doesn't want to look for him at all! Besides, what woman can stand Master Jian's cold and icy look? It's just like the black ice in our cave. She froze after just one look!" "

When it comes to Lord Ningxuejian, Fengdao feels that he has the right to speak again.

"Leng Bing Bing Han swish...hehe..."

Fang Che sighed and crossed his legs.

I couldn't help but scratch my body.

Every time he heard someone say that Master Jian was "cold and cold", Fang Che felt itchy all over.

I couldn't help but want to scratch it for a while.

The peaceful time passed for two days and one night.

Finally this day.

Seven hundred people from the Feng family came out in full force, led by the captain and vice-captain, to the battlefield.

On the opposite side, Bi Fangdong heard the news and rushed out with his people in anger.

"Wind Knife!"

Bi Fangdong had a serious look on his face and said, "You have already gained the upper hand. Do you have to fight to the death?"

"puff……"

Fang Che burst out laughing and said haha: "Captain Hutou, what you said is as if we are hurting you. We are all friends, the kind of people who share our needs. I don't have anything here, and you have always been generous. What a great friendship.”

Bi Fangdong said angrily: "Relationship, you say it so nicely, can you give me what I lack here??"

"cannot."

Fang Che answered simply.

Bi Fangdong and everyone: "...!!!"

Fang Che said matter-of-factly: "You don't lack anything over there. You are much richer than us. As a group of people who have done well and got rich first, why do we take something from you? We are looking up to you!"

Bi Fangdong said angrily: "I don't need you to look up to me!"

Fang Che said: "So you want me to look down on you? As long as you say it, I will do it!"

Two flying knives suddenly appeared in his hand and turned around at his fingertips.

Bi Fangdong took a deep breath and said angrily: "I won't argue with you."

He hurriedly asked Feng Dao: "Feng Dao, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Feng Dao sighed in his heart, as if he had seen what happened to Hu Tou after he left. Facing Guan Xi, he was so weak that he didn't even dare to offend him with words.

It was simply... unimaginable.

But Guan Xi, a player who doesn't play by the rules, is really a headache for everyone.

And Feng Dao couldn't figure out one thing, that is, why can Fang Che kill across levels in seconds?

Because Feng Dao himself knows how difficult it is to kill in seconds.

But Fang Che can kill a group of people in seconds.

He can't kill a lower level in seconds even if he is at a higher level, so how can Fang Che kill in seconds?

It can only be attributed to the effect of evil spirit, but why is his evil spirit so strong?

Of course, Feng Dao only guessed part of it, and the other part was... whether it was Jun Lin, Sun Wutian's Hate Heaven Sword, or the advanced version of the Seven Swords of Blood Spirit, or the Dragon God Halberd Jun Lin Spear...

All of them were the kind of fighting methods that could defeat thousands of troops by one person. And they have always been the most murderous!

Especially the Hate Heaven Sword, which was designed to kill people.

Killing people only requires one sword! Then there is the power of the Infinite Sutra and divine weapons, the use of the Nightmare Night Demon Divine Art... and more...

Although Feng Dao is strong and talented enough, he is still a step behind Fang Che.

"Tiger Head, I'm about to break through and leave here."

Feng Dao said bluntly, "It's estimated that it will be a matter of one or two days."

If Bi Fangdong had heard this news before, he would be very excited. Because he knew that his biggest obstacle was Feng Dao.

As long as Feng Dao left, he would have full confidence in taking down the Secret Realm Soap on the opposite side.

Complete the unification.

But now, Bifangdong was not excited or happy at all, but full of anxiety. He asked, "Who will be the captain after you leave?"

Fang Che was trimming his nails with a small flying knife. He looked up and smiled like a harmless young man: "It's me."

Bifangdong sighed.

He really wanted to say: Fengdao, don't leave. Stay and let this relationship go.

Thinking that he would have to face this abnormal relationship for many years in the future, Bifangdong felt that his head had become twice as big.

And this relationship will still be the captain in the future!

Bifangdong smiled bitterly: "Congratulations."

He made up his mind.

Fengdao was about to break through and leave, and he was only one step away from breaking through the Saint Emperor.

He must hurry up to break through and then leave.

Let others deal with the relationship. Otherwise...sooner or later, this relationship will play with his life.

"Then why are you looking for me?" Bi Fangdong snorted: "I am not your friend."

"After all, we have been fighting for so many years."

Feng Dao sighed and said: "Although we are not friends, we are enemies of life and death. But before I leave, I still want to fight with you. The heroic souls of my Feng family who died in your hands are all looking at me."

He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "Tiger Head! Come! Let me kill you before I leave!"

Bi Fangdong laughed cruelly: "Feng Dao, it seems that you don't want to go out! I will fulfill your wish to die here!"

With a whoosh, he pulled out two arc knives.

Feng Dao went up with the knife.

With a crazy knife, the tragic momentum of thousands of troops rushed to his face: "Watch the knife!"

The two fought madly together.

Fang Che concentrated on watching the two fight. They both used the momentum of the Saint King to fight. This was Fang Che's special request.

He knew where his shortcoming was, which was his cultivation foundation. So in this battle, Feng Dao was required to fight as long as possible.

Let him figure out any of Bi Fangdong's trump cards.

Now Feng Dao's cultivation is a little higher than Bi Fangdong's, so when facing Feng Dao's fatal attack, Bi Fangdong can't hide anything anyway.

This is Fang Che's final squeeze on Feng Dao.

Part.

Sure enough, under Feng Dao's crazy and reckless attack, Bi Fangdong slowly began to fight hard, because if he didn't use all his strength, he might really be killed by Feng Dao today.

He could only put everything aside and focus on the moves.

This pair of old rivals who have fought each other for decades, today here, broke out their strongest side.

Beside Fang Che are the three great Saint King masters, Langya, Langxin, and Langyan.

They are constantly transmitting to him to explain everything and all the rules.

In each secret realm, the initial maximum capacity is two Saint King masters, because this is not a Saint King-level secret realm, but a Saint-level secret realm.

It can allow two Saint Kings to lead the team. This is the initial limit.

The other Saint Kings are all Saints who slowly grow and break through here. If you grow up slowly in this place and adapt to the rules of space, nothing will happen.

This is a very mysterious thing.

But the tolerance of space has its upper limit.

That is nine Saint King masters, which is the ultimate limit.

Including all grades from Saint King 1st to 9th grade.

If there are already nine Saint King masters in the secret realm, then even if all these nine people have grown and broken through to become Saint Kings in the secret realm. But it is impossible for new Saint King masters from the outside world to come in!

And it cannot be full at any time.

Because once someone suddenly breaks through, one of them will be randomly excluded by the space rules. If the one excluded is a low-level Saint King, it would be better, but what if the captain with the strongest cultivation is excluded?

Wouldn't that be a catastrophe?

These things are all the result of years of life experiments. And each secret realm has its own rules. Once it is captured and the whole army is annihilated, even if the new people can take it back, these rules need to be explored again.

So, the old people in the secret realm are all treasures.

It must be said that Fang Che has been stuffing his head with rules every day since he came in...

Various rules make Fang Che dizzy.

And the more he listens, the more he feels that the various rules of this secret realm are not only aimed at the guardians, but also at the only orthodox religion!

And these rules, strictly speaking... are for more deaths.

More high-level warriors!

This is Fang Che's intuition. This intuition makes no sense, but it has taken root in Fang Che's heart.

There are two groups of people in one secret realm. You must fight and occupy the opponent's secret realm to seize a bit of luck.

How to occupy: Kill all the opponents.

After killing them all, you have to guard against the opponent's counterattack.

And this counterattack lasts for a full 100 hours. In other words: in these 100 hours, you may be able to repel a wave in one hour. If you calculate it on average, you may even need to repel 100 waves to hold on!

100 waves!

Fang Che felt weak in his legs just thinking about it. How many people will die? If we capture the opponent here, we will be almost dead, right?

In the absence of reinforcements, how to repel the opponent's wave after wave of attacks?

Therefore, this kind of "occupation" is basically a lose-lose situation.

I killed all of you, and I am almost dead too. The new people on your side can annihilate us without much effort, and then occupy our side...

Then we will counterattack and kill you all... This goes on and on, both sides are using the refueling tactic.

And all of them are refueled after burning everything.

After countless back-and-forth tugs of war, a new confrontation between two groups of people was formed when their strength was almost the same.

Return to the original situation of half on each side.

But who doesn't want to expand the territory?

So the two sides started a life-and-death war again...

The more Fang Che thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

This is a consumption field.

The masters of both continents are constantly buried here. However, it is not okay not to bury them, because what is being fought for here is the luck of the continent!

The luck of heaven and the luck of the road.

These two lucks give both sides enough reasons not to give up, and they can only fight here for generations.

Even if they know that this is a killing game, they can't give up. They can only enter the game, keep entering the game, keep dying, and keep adding fuel!

And on this basis, all the rules are to maintain balance.

That is to say, no one side is allowed to have a crushing game, and they can completely defend the other side's secret realm after they really conquer it.

This point is grasped tightly!

For example, the number and rank of Saint Kings; the number and rank of members, the rules of life and death, and the luck stone.

Everything is full of manipulation.

Fang Che watched the battle, analyzed Bi Fangdong's strength, and listened to the voice transmission reports of the three people, and made an in-depth analysis of the rules of the secret realm.

The more I think about it, the more I feel it, and the more I think about it, the more terrifying it is.

When I think of the passages that were as dense as spider webs when I came in... How many secret realms are there?

How many people die every day?

Moreover, the starting stage here is the Venerable level.

And the upper limit... According to the rule that the Saint Secret Realm can have a Saint King of the Ninth Rank leader, then in the Saint King-level Secret Realm, there should be many Saint Emperors of the Ninth Rank.

Fang Che couldn't help but look up, looking at the sky completely covered by fog, with deep fear in his eyes.

Is the existence of the secret realm here really just a competition for the luck of both sides?

I'm afraid there is also the consumption of human lives? What would require the consumption of flesh and blood of high-level warriors?

Looking at the void, Fang Che felt an extreme indifference.

And extreme ruthlessness.

Is it, God?

Is it a so-called God who is controlling all this? Watching the situation he casually set up coldly, causing the eternal killing?

It has been like this for tens of thousands of years, with more than a trillion lives on both sides of the continent.

What does He want to do? Why do he do this, why set up such a situation?

Fang Che asked silently in his heart.

But he only felt horror.