Lord of the Night

"I understand!" Fang Che took a deep breath.

His body was filled with murderous aura.

"One of the three of you must get the first place!! This is a mandatory requirement, there is no room for accommodation!" Yan Nan's eyes were dark and bottomless.

"Understood! First, it must be ours!"

Feng Yun solemnly promised and said seriously: "If necessary, if I don't get first place, I will give them the greatest cooperation and dedication!"

This is what Yan Nan wants. Looking at Feng Yun attentively, he said softly: "Based on your words, I, Yan Nan, recognize your position as the number one eldest son of the Solitary Orthodox Sect!"

Feng Yun's heart agitated, and he knelt down and said: "Sun Sun would rather die than live up to Yan Ancestor's entrustment!"

"good."

Yan Nan looked at Yan Beihan and said, "You must also pay attention. At the last moment, you must assess the situation and make a perfect choice! There can be no selfishness at all!!"

"Granddaughter understands!" Yan Beihan said.

"Night Demon, you..." Yan Nan muttered.

"I understand! If I have a chance to win the first place, I will definitely do my best to move forward! And I will ask the two adults to give up their own support to me regardless of their status! If there is no such opportunity, I will fully assist Master Yan and Master Feng!"

Fang Che solemnly promised.

"good!"

Yan Nan was greatly appreciated and said: "Your statement that you would ask two adults to give up their lives to support you regardless of their status made me look at you differently, Night Demon!"

He looked at the three of them and said: "You two must also have this understanding. Once you find that you have an opportunity, you must know how to do your job!"

Yan Beihan and Feng Yun also had smiles on their faces: "Yes."

"Subordinate, tell the truth and what's in your heart!" Fang Che said.

"Okay, okay, you go."

Yan Nan was obviously relieved and waved the three of them out.

News came over his communication jade that the first list of 20,000 people from the Guardian side had come out. What follows is a fierce fight.

There are fewer people on the Guardian side than on the Solipsistic side.

There are only 200,000 places. A full one hundred thousand less.

"Dongfang Sansan moves very quickly..."

Yan Nan looked at the news and his eyes flashed: "It's the first time to get such a big benefit, Dongfang Sansan should be very excited... You have never experienced such a good thing as Sanfang Tiandi, right? You are poor."

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Next.

Feng Yun and Yan Beihan began to implement Sun Wutian's request.

A separate training ground, where the backbone figures from Yan Beihan and Feng Yun were all present.

Occupying four mountain ranges.

The two sides fought against each other every day. Fang Che fought on Feng Yun's side in the morning and defected to Yan Beihan's side in the afternoon. He fought on Yan Beihan's side in the first half of the night, and returned to Feng Yun's side again in the second half of the night.

Going back and forth.

Keep getting beaten!

Those fighting against were all high-level demons.

Anyway, those who fight Fang Che are basically high-level Holy Emperors, and there are several Holy Lords who are also gearing up.

There is a strange phenomenon here that is not found in other places, or even in the entire world: basically every Holy Emperor here can beat up the Night Demon!

It's not like in Jianghu where he can be killed by leapfrogging!

Because the rigid conditions stipulate: within 100 years old.

What is the concept of reaching the Holy Emperor and the Holy Master within a hundred years of age? Those are the top geniuses among super geniuses!

It can be said that the most elite people in the entire continent are gathered here!

In other words, Fang Che can basically easily kill a person who has cultivated to the third level of the Holy Emperor for two thousand years. But even though Fang Che could defeat someone who had cultivated to the third level of the Holy Emperor for five hundred years, he couldn't kill him.

As for a person who reaches the third level of the Holy Emperor within two hundred years, Fang Che is basically at an absolute disadvantage, even if he uses all his methods.

As for narrowing the range to one hundred, Lord Night Demon has no other choice but to be beaten.

This is entirely a matter of endowment, and it has little to do with resources - how can those who can be here lack resources?

As for further geniuses, there are those who reach the seventh or eighth level of the Holy King at the age of forty. Fang Che also ended up being beaten when he faced them.

Everyone understands why there is such a big gap in combat power. For example, everyone can get a hundred points in the test. Some people can see the answer to a two-digit multiplication at a glance without having to calculate, and some people can see the answer to a three-digit multiplication at a glance.

Of course, against the top Yan Beihan and Feng Yun, they would be beaten even worse!

So it was very satisfying to be beaten every day, with an average of more than 20 meals a day.

Ding Juran and other seven people were beaten with him. None of them were left behind, including Mo Wu and Ma Qianli, who were not qualified to enter the Three Directions World. Fang Che also used his connections to bring them in for training, and then they were all taken care of!

They were beaten every day until their noses were bruised, their faces were swollen, and their bodies were bruised.

However, take a break and continue to seek abuse vigorously.

Moreover, everyone was horrified to find that even during the hard-earned rest time, the Night Demon Sect members did not even take a break. They were led by their leader to fight one by one in a big melee!

And it was even more cruel than the competition with them!

They saw with their own eyes that the beautiful Feng Wanxia was punched in the face by Long Yikong, and then kicked and hit Feng Wanxia's face hard with his elbow several times in a row.

In an instant... he was disfigured.

Yan Beihan, Bi Yunyan and others looked at him with disgusted expressions.

My whole body was shaking a little.

This...is this really a competition?

Even if you know you can recover, you can't do this, right?

This is a girl.

There were also Ma Qianli and others. The men saw Niu Baizhan kick Ma Qianli in the crotch. Ma Qianli knelt down on the spot, covering his crotch and rolling his eyes...

All the men who saw it collectively felt a chill on their backs and couldn't help but clamp their legs together.

It was terrible! It was terrible!

The Night Demon Cult was simply not human!

In addition, the leader Night Demon fought against Ding Jieran, and it was even more dangerous. Everyone saw clearly: every sword could kill someone!

Every move was aimed at the fatal point!

Feng Yun was sweating profusely.

"Madman!"

Seeing Night Demon knock Ding Jieran to the ground again and kick him in the head seventy or eighty times in an instant, everyone's mouths were crooked and their eyes were squinting.

How can you be sure that this won't shake the things in the head into tofu dregs?

After several days of fighting, the person everyone admired the most was not Night Demon, but Ding Jieran, whose combat power was slightly inferior to Night Demon!

Because this guy can really endure!

From beginning to end, he was knocked unconscious 72 times in half a month, but he didn't make a sound from beginning to end!

The most vulnerable part of a man's crotch was kicked crazily by the Night Demon. Everyone can imagine the sound of eggs breaking in their minds many times.

But in that situation, Ding Jieran was sweating profusely and not only didn't make a sound, but he was able to fight back!

"He can still fight back! Fuck!"

"I really admire him!"

One of the Saint Masters grinned and clamped his legs, with a look of admiration on his face: "If nothing else, meeting such an opponent on the battlefield is simply a nightmare..."

Others nodded.

Indeed, meeting such an opponent on the battlefield who was injured and could still fight back despite being recognized as unable to fight back is really more terrible than a nightmare.

No one showed a mocking look to these seven little fat guys now.

A secret bet was quickly established: bet on how many words Ding Jieran can say during this half-month of brutal training.

At least one sentence must be bet.

The demons placed bets one after another.

As a result, Feng Yun, the banker, won a great victory: no one won!

Because this guy didn't even say "yes" until the end of the half month!

He was beaten so cruelly that he was kicked in the crotch, but he didn't even say "ah"!

For this gambling game, all the demons were convinced of their defeat.

"It's worth losing money on such a person!"

"It's really worth it!"

"It's really awesome!"

The demons praised him endlessly.

They really saw that if Ding Jieran was on the battlefield, he would probably fight to death without a groan!

Silent to death!

Feng Yun won the money and smiled from ear to ear. He had another dinner in the evening.

Although the money he won was not as much as the expenses, it was a win after all.

Feng Yun naturally had a way to comfort himself: "Even if I don't win the money, aren't the expenses here mine? Thinking about it this way, I've got a great bargain."

"Young Master Yun is wise and brave!"

Everyone complimented together.

At this dinner, Feng Yun and other super demons even came to the Night Demon Cult table to toast.

To Ding Jieran.

There was no way, it would be wrong not to toast such a person.

A needle pierced his lower back at a calm moment when he was completely unprepared, but he turned around and drew his sword expressionlessly.

Such an extreme surprise did not make this guy shout "Ah", and the old demons were completely convinced.

"I have seen many demons like Night Demon who kill people without blinking an eye in my life, but this is the first time I have seen someone like Ding Jieran!"

"I must toast!"

"Otherwise, I will feel uneasy! I can't express my admiration for him."

Faced with the toasts from everyone, Ding Jieran remained calm. At the beginning, when he could drink, he said nothing and drank it with his head tilted back.

Later, when he drank too much and couldn't drink anymore, he just pursed his lips and waved his hand: I don't want to drink anymore.

But he remained silent from beginning to end.

In Xiao Ding's mind, he was very clear: they were all a bunch of demons, what the hell could I, a righteous person, say to you!

"It's really weird..."

"I dare to bet that in the past and present, there may be many people like Dongfang Military Advisor in a few million years, but I dare to say that there will never be another person like Ding Jieran!"

This is the consensus of many demons!

Fang Che didn't dare to take the bet on this!

The arena outside was constantly fighting, and tens of thousands of people won every day and got the qualification to enter the Three-Party World.

The news from the Guardian side was constantly transmitted to the Only Orthodox Church, and the news from the Only Orthodox Church was constantly transmitted to the Guardian Continent.

Mo Ganyun and others have been selected.

They are also training intensively.

Luo Shishui and Chu Wuqing were of course selected, but the two were still alone. It was not that others did not accept them, but that they felt they had no face to enter any group.

The entire Guardian warehouse is open to all selected geniuses!

"Before entering, everyone must strengthen again!"

This is Dongfang Sansan's strict order: "Don't let down the expectations of everyone in the Guardian Continent!!"

Of course, another piece of news came, making everyone's eyes red.

"The Night Demon of the Only Orthodox Church has gone back to participate in the selection of the Three-Party World, and has obtained the qualification to enter. It is said that the top leaders of the Only Orthodox Church are very satisfied with the work of the Night Demon during this period. The deputy chief leader personally commended and met with him."

This news made everyone on the Guardian side gnashed their teeth.

Why was the Night Demon appreciated?

Didn't he just cooperate with the scums on the Guardian side to get rid of Fang Che?

There is certainly a problem of stance, but everyone is still angry. You Night Demon has been so active, coming out at every turn to show your presence.

But when you really need to show your presence, you hide!

What if you made a little noise at that time?

So on the Guardian Continent, the people who everyone wants to kill the most are those who framed Fang Che and those who hunted Fang Che; then for the Only Orthodox Church, the person everyone wants to kill the most is the Night Demon!

Although everyone knows that it is right to stand on his side and not come out.

But this does not affect our desire to kill you even more!

"Kill the Night Demon!"

It has become the obsession of Mo Gan, Yun Feng, Xiang Dong and others.

Because, batches of guardians were beheaded by the law, and they didn't even have many people to avenge themselves, so they couldn't breathe.

At this time, entering the Three-sided World, the Night Demon is almost a natural carrier of anger!

The Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of Earth turned into green smoke to hide their bodies. Looking at the guardians preparing for the Three-sided World, they both felt a little bit like crying without tears.

The Five Forces... There is no Heaven Palace or Hell, and there is no mountain gate outside the world!

God, are you so stingy?

Do you really want to wipe out our Heaven Palace and Hell?

"It takes half a month just for the selection!" The Emperor of Heaven was very irritable: "So long! Is the Three-sided World so patient? Hurry up and get out quickly!"

"What a waste of time!"

The Lord of Earth was also extremely dissatisfied.

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What a waste of time. Yan Beihan didn't know how long it would take for him to come out after entering the Three-sided World. It would take several days to continue the division. And he actually stretched for more than half a month before entering...

In the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of Earth, this is simply a waste of life!

Yan Beihan is too unprofessional!

Finally.

The final rules came down.

Dongfang Sansan was shocked when he saw it.

It will take three months for this group of people to come out after entering the Three-sided World.

And when they are inside, time will be reset.

In other words, the time experienced by the people inside may not be three months, even three years, five years, ten years or twenty years are all possible!

"No wonder!"

Dongfang Sansan said to Xue Fuxiao and others: "No wonder when our people met the group of people from the Three-sided World several times before, they always felt that they had accumulated a lot of time. That's why!"

"This is inevitable." Xue Fuxiao said wisely: "I knew this a long time ago."

"Hehe." Dongfang Sansan rolled his eyes: "You are really smart."

"Hahaha..." Xue Fuxiao laughed complacently.

"..."

Yu Tianqi had to look up at the ceiling.

He couldn't understand why Xue Fuxiao laughed so proudly. Did he really think that this was a compliment to him?

"Distribute all the pills."

Dongfang Sansan said: "In addition to the pills that each of us brings, we must ensure that everyone in there has at least five lives to spend!"

"Five Saint Emperor-grade pills that can be used to restore the body instantly for each person."

Xue Fuxiao took a breath: "This time, most of the warehouse has been emptied at once."

"There is no way, the Weiwo Zhengjiao must have more." Dongfang Sansan said: "Then remind them to remember to pay attention to the seizure."

Xue Fuxiao said: "Then, what about Xue Changqing, Xue Yizun, Fengdi, Fengtian, Yuyang, Yutianxia and others?"

"Then we can only give them the highest-level pills, and there is no way for the others."

Dongfang Sansan said.

Everyone sighed.

This is really unavoidable. The highest level of pills that can restore the body instantly is only up to the Saint Emperor level; some Saint Emperors are even somewhat immune to it.

With the same five pills, the Saint King can have five opportunities to restore instantly, but the Saint Emperor can recover up to 70% by taking the second pill in a short period of time.

Even more than 50%, if you are seriously injured continuously in a short period of time, taking the fourth pill will be completely useless.

And there is no such instant recovery pill for the ranks above Saint Venerable.

No matter how precious the ingredients are, it is the same.

It is difficult to recover from serious injuries at a high rank, and this is the reason. Because ordinary natural treasures are useless to them.

For example, Xue Fuxiao, a drop of Xue Fuxiao's blood, taken by a Venerable-level warrior, is enough to make his body explode on the spot.

How can there be a matching medicine for this kind of wound...

And what Xue Fuxiao said, Xue Changqing and others, are the true geniuses with the title of Venerable from the three major families.

Originally, Fengdi Fenghuang was not very old, but the most regrettable thing is... these two are already over a hundred years old.

Otherwise, Fengdi would really kill people indiscriminately if he went in.

Finally.

The three sides of the world above emitted a dazzling light.

Through the sky and the earth!

A huge beam of light fell directly from above.

It fell on the guardian's large square. On the square, a huge mysterious formation was clearly and automatically engraved!

It's time to get in!

Everyone lined up in ten columns.

The first team was led by a young man in white with a square face, which even gave people a somewhat dull look.

But it is Xue Changqing, the real number one genius of the Xue family.

Guardian Continent, the real leader of the younger generation!

At this moment, he was looking at the beam of light in front of him with a serious expression. There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and even... not even a hint of curiosity.

There was only calm and calm.

Dongfang Sansan stood on a high platform in the distance with his hands behind his back.

Look at the neat team below.

Take a deep look.

Two hundred thousand guardian continent elites! This is all the elites! Not a single thing was missed!

Everyone wrote a suicide note!

Once this goes, life or death is uncertain! There are countless genius children who will stain the foreign land with blood.

They are young, handsome, and full of energy standing here, waiting to enter a different world.

But it is destined that a large part of them will turn into a wisp of lonely souls in another world, and they will never be able to go home for eternity!

There was no wind in the sky.

Dongfang Sansan sighed softly and said: "When a genius goes to war, he must be accompanied by wind and clouds!"

He waved his hand, and suddenly the whole mountain was roaring with strong winds, and the guardian flag suddenly floated neatly with a clatter. In the air, it spread out all at once.

The bright red is eye-catching, and the sword shines!

"Guardian's glory and future!"

Dongfang Sansan’s voice was gentle, but it shook the world: “It’s all on you!”

"I have no requirements! I only have eight words for you!"

Dongfang Sansan’s warm voice reached everyone’s ears.

He said word by word: "Do your best and live up to this life!"

"Do your best and live up to this life!!"

Below, 200,000 people raised their arms and shouted loudly at the same time, and their young and majestic voices shook the mountains and rivers of the earth.

Xue Fuxiao let out a long whistle: "Farewell to the mainland!"

Two hundred thousand people knelt down neatly on one knee, and pairs of young and determined eyes looked at the crowd with nostalgia.

"rise!"

Xue Fuxiao shouted loudly: "Go to war!"

His voice was powerful: "We are here to send you off to the battle; we will also be here to wait for your triumphant return!"

The trumpet sounded, waking up the heaven and the earth!

Xue Changqing stood up and without hesitation, was the first to step into the light curtain, and then his body was no longer visible from the outside.

Immediately, Feng Tian and others filed in, and everyone could vaguely see this beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, constantly rotating and transmitting upwards.

Countless people entered the light pillar without looking back.

Then it disappeared immediately.

All the Guardians were silent.

Countless people stood around and watched.

At the front of the queue are rows of women, the mothers of two hundred thousand geniuses! There are more than 190,000 people; because there are still some genius parents who are gone...

It was the first time for many of them to come to the Guardian headquarters, but now they were standing at the front.

Seeing his child's majestic appearance, he entered the beam of light without hesitation.

The mothers' eyes were red, tears welling up in their eyes, but no one cried.

Holding back tightly, she looked at her child without blinking, with a loving mother's heart wrapped around her desperately.

Countless mothers know very well that this... is very likely to be the last time they see their children.

The child's kneeling just now may be the last time in this life.

That’s saying goodbye to yourself!

The three worlds are extremely cruel!

Everyone who enters is not guaranteed to come back alive.

But all the mothers endured it and tried their best to smile at their children. They don't want their son to worry about them, and they don't want to be a burden to their children.

Because it is bad luck to shed tears before a battle!

This is the rule set by Dongfang Sansan against all opinions: after the quota is determined, the parents of this quota will be picked up.

Accommodation and food at the Guardian headquarters, accompanied by his children.

Any genius can only compete and fight during the day and go back to accompany his parents at night.

Xue Fuxiao and others strongly disagreed with this, believing that it would weaken the pre-war momentum.

But Dongfang Sansan insisted on doing so.

"We want to win, but we also need to be human beings. It's too uncomfortable to let these mothers endure these twenty more days."

"Before the war, we need to reunite."

"As senior leaders, we can't just focus on winning, we have to be humane."

Dongfang Sansan sighed: "You know, the more genius the child is, the more he will be the mother's darling!"

This sentence made everyone tremble in their hearts.

The more genius you are, the more you will be loved and loved, and the more promising you will be, but when you grow up, you will become farther away from your relatives.

Just like these geniuses who are about to enter another world to fight.

"Don't just think about victory, but also think about these mothers. They...many of them really see their children for the last time. Why don't we even give them this time? How cruel?"

Dongfang Sansan said silently: "Just like when we were young, every time we went on an expedition, we had to have a meal with our mother."

This sentence silenced the senior executives collectively.

So the resolution was successfully pushed forward.

Wait until all the geniuses enter the pillar of light.

The square that was once dark and filled with people became empty.

The hearts of the mothers also became hollow at the same time, as if hollowed out by a sharp knife.