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 grandfathers, 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 calmly: "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 is enough to weigh hundreds or even thousands of kilograms. Each of them has been 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 holy realm.
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 fought all their lives, and they have worked hard here all their lives. The entire secret realm almost relies on them to stick to the inheritance. If they are still called deserters in the end...
Even if no one says it, they themselves can't get over the hurdle in their hearts.
After a lifetime of pride, a lifetime of fighting, and a lifetime of glory, just because you didn’t break through to the Holy Emperor and walked out, you became a deserter?
So they would rather die here!
He kept fighting until...the day he died, he was 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 the 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 that 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 saw it, 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 the wind knife, and once again looked at the idiot, 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 much? How many do you have?"
"Poor, my ears don't work well at a young age."
Fang Che put his hand behind his back and then stretched it out again. He saw a space ring on each of his five fingers. He 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 can't help you anymore!"
I am just 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: "Does it look good? Isn't it quite spectacular? I originally wanted to make ten of them and wear one on all ten fingers. It's a pity that I didn't make it."
"..."
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 lamented: "I can't stand this!"
"If you can't stand it, why do you ask? 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've already brought out so much wine and meat, and there's 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 kind of god are you!
"Are they all filled with pills?" Feng Dao asked in a daze.
"Of course it won't all be pills." Fang Che looked at Feng Dao again as if he was looking at an idiot.
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 treasures of heaven and earth, 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..."
"There's nothing else? Like weapons? Where do you put them?" Feng Dao asked.
"You are still not convinced that you are stupid."
Fang Che sent a message: "Of course the weapons are in the head. These are all divine metals. Didn't you realize that? Brother, your brain is not good, your ears are a bit deaf, and you can't even use your eyes?"
"!!"
Feng Dao's head exploded.
This time it completely exploded.
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 Huateng, and I actually showed off my wealth in front of Ma Huateng. Then I asked him: Do you envy me for being so rich?
"Can you feel safe going 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.
"It was stolen."
Fang Che looked at him in surprise: "Why are you still asking? You can't be really confused, right?"
Feng Dao's eyes widened: "Did you really kill a hundred million people?!"
Fang Che pondered for a moment and said, "Strictly speaking..."
Feng Dao waited eagerly and thought: Strictly speaking, it shouldn't be less than ten million... I would be shocked if I drafted ten million.
"Strictly speaking, it should be about 230 million."
Fang Che boasted a lot.
In fact, it's not too bragging, after all, there was 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 Laoduo is doing?"
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: "How can you pick up girls if you don't look good? Today's girls are very realistic and will ignore you if they don't look good."
"Are all girls outside now like this?" 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!"
"
Speaking of Lord Ningxue Jian, Feng Dao felt that he had 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 hears someone say that Master Jian is "cold and freezing", Fang Che feels 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, that day. Seven hundred people from the Feng family came out in full force, led by the captain and vice-captain, and came 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 let out a laugh 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 what we have and what we need. I don't have anything here, and you have always been generous.
What a wonderful 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? That's because we think highly of 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 came out immediately in his hand, spinning around on 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 from me?"
Feng Dao sighed in his heart, as if he had already seen what happened to Hu Tou after he left. Facing the relationship, he was so weak that he did not even dare to offend with words.
It's simply... unimaginable.
But players like Guan Guan who don't play according to common sense will really give everyone a headache when they see him.
And Feng Dao has never been able to figure out one thing, that is, why can Fang Che achieve a leapfrog kill?
Because Feng Dao himself knows how difficult it is to kill instantly.
However, Fang Che was able to kill a group of people instantly.
I can't kill someone from a high level against someone from a low level, so how can Fang Che do it?
It can only be attributed to the effect of evil spirits, but how could his evil spirits be so strong?
Of course, Feng Dao only guessed part of it, but the other part was... whether it was Junlin, Sun Wutian's Hatred Blade, the advanced version of the Seven Swords of Blood Spirit, or the Dragon Divine Halberd Junlin Spear...
All of them are the kind of tactics that can defeat thousands of armies by one person. And they are always the most murderous!
Especially the Hattian Sword, which itself is rushing to kill people.
It only takes one knife to kill! Then there is the power of the infinite scriptures and divine weapons, the use of the night devil magic skills...and more...
Although Feng Dao is powerful and talented, he is still a bit inferior to Fang Che.
"Hutou, I'm about to break through and leave here."
Feng Dao spoke bluntly and said: "It is estimated that it will only happen in a day or two."
If he had heard this news before, Bi Fangdong would have been very excited. Because he knew that his biggest obstacle was the wind knife.
As long as the wind knife is gone, I am confident that I can take down the secret realm soap on the opposite side.
Complete unification.
But now, instead of being excited and happy, Bi Fangdong was full of uneasiness and said, "After you leave, who will be the captain?"
Fang Che was on the side, trimming his nails with a small flying knife. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled like a harmless young man: "It's me."
Bi Fangdong let out a long sigh.
He really wanted to say: Fengdao, don't leave, stay, and let this relationship go.
Thinking that he would have to face the perversion of relationships for many years in the future, Bi Fangdong felt as if his head had grown from one to two.
And from this relationship, he will still be the captain!
Bi Fangdong smiled bitterly: "Congratulations."
I made up my mind.
Feng Dao was about to break through and leave, and he was only one step away from breaking through the Holy Emperor.
You must seize the time to break through and then leave.
Relationships should be dealt with by others. Otherwise... your life will be ruined by this relationship sooner or later.
"Then why are you looking for me?" Bi Fangdong snorted: "I am not friends with you."
"After all, we have been fighting for so many years."
Feng Dao said sadly: "Although we are not friends, but enemies of life and death. But before I leave, I still want to have a fight with you. The heroic souls of my Feng family who lost their lives at your hands are all looking at me."
He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "Tiger Head! Come! Let me kill you before leaving!"
Bi Fangdong laughed cruelly: "Feng Dao, it seems you don't want to go out! I will grant your wish to die here!"
With a whoosh, two arc knives were pulled out.
Feng Dao came up with the knife in his hand.
With a crazy slash, the fierce force of thousands of troops rushed towards him: "Look at the sword!"
The two fought together crazily.
Fang Che watched the two men fighting attentively. They both used the Holy King's momentum to fight, which Fang Che specifically requested.
He knew where his shortcomings were, which was his cultivation base. Therefore, in this battle, Feng Dao was required to fight for as long as possible.
Let him figure out any of Bi Fangdong's trump cards.
And now Feng Dao's cultivation level is already slightly higher than Bi Fangdong's, so when faced with Feng Dao's fatal attack, Bi Fangdong can't hide anything.
This is Fang Che's final squeeze on Feng Dao.
part of.
Sure enough, under the crazy attack of the wind knife regardless of the cost, Bi Fangdong slowly began to really fight, because if he didn't use his full strength, he might really be killed by the wind knife today.
I can only put everything aside and focus on taking advantage of the situation.
These old rivals, who have been fighting each other for decades, showed their strongest side here today.
Next to Fang Che are the three masters of the Holy King, Langya, Langxin, and Langyan.
He was constantly transmitting messages to explain everything and all the rules.
In each secret realm, the initial maximum capacity is for two Saint King masters, because this is not a Saint King-level secret realm, but a Saint-level secret realm.
Two Holy Kings are allowed to lead the team. This is the initial limit.
The other holy kings are all saints who have slowly grown and broken through here. Once they slowly grow up here and adapt to the rules of the space, they will be fine.
This is a very mysterious thing.
But the tolerance of space has its upper limit.
That is the nine masters of the Holy King, which is the ultimate limit.
Including all levels from the first to the ninth level of the Holy King.
If there are already nine Saint King masters in the secret realm, then even if these nine people all grow and break through to become Saint Kings in the secret realm, it is impossible for the outside world to bring in new Saint King masters!
And it cannot be kept full at any time.
Because once someone suddenly breaks through, one of them will be randomly excluded by the space rules. It would be better if the person excluded is a low-level holy king, but what if the captain with the strongest cultivation level is excluded?
Wouldn't that be a disaster?
These things are the result of years of life experiments. And a secret realm has its own rules. Once it is captured and the entire army is annihilated, even if new people can take it back, these rules will need to be explored again.
Therefore, those old people in the secret realm are all treasures.
It has to be said that in the past few days since Fang Che came here, what has been in his mind every day are rules and regulations...
All kinds of rules make you feel dizzy after hearing them.
And the more I listened, the more I felt that the various rules of this secret realm were not only for the guardians, but also for the Solipsism!
And these rules, strictly speaking...are designed to kill more people.
Many high-level warriors died!
This is Fang Che's intuition. This intuition makes no sense, but it takes root in Fang Che's heart.
In a secret realm, there are two groups of people. They must fight and occupy each other's secret realm to gain a piece of luck.
How to occupy: Kill all the opponents.
After killing them all, you have to be prepared for the opponent's counterattack.
And this kind of counterattack lasts a hundred hours. In other words: in these one hundred hours, you may be able to repel one wave in one hour. If calculated this way on average, you may even need to repel a hundred waves to be able to defend!
One hundred waves!
Fang Che felt weak in his calves just thinking about it. How many people would die? If we capture the opponent here, he himself would be almost dead, right?
How to repel the opponent's attacks one after another without reinforcements?
Therefore, this kind of ‘occupation’ is basically a lose-lose situation.
I have killed you all, and I am almost dead. The new people from your side can annihilate us without any effort, and then occupy our side...
Then our side will fight back and kill you all... If this continues, both sides will use tactics to add fuel to the fire.
And the oil is added after everything is burned out.
After going back and forth for who knows how many times, a new confrontation between the two groups was formed with similar strength.
Return to the original, half of the original condition on one side.
But who doesn’t want to expand the territory?
So the two sides once again started a life-and-death war that lasted for many years...
The more Fang Che thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
This is directly a consumption field.
The masters from both continents are constantly being buried here. However, it is not enough if they are not buried, because what is fought for here is the luck of the mainland!
The destiny of heaven, the destiny of the great road.
These two fortunes gave both sides enough reasons not to give up, and they could only continue fighting here generation after generation, risking their lives.
Even if you know that this is a killing game, you can't give up. You can only join the game, keep joining, keep dying, and keep adding fuel!
On this basis, all rules are to maintain balance.
That is to say, neither side is allowed to have a crushing situation, and it can completely defend the opponent's secret realm after truly conquering it.
This point is very easy to grasp!
For example, the number and rank of holy kings; such as the number and rank of members, such as the rules of life and death, and the divine stone of luck.
Everything is full of manipulation.
Fang Che watched the battle and analyzed Bi Fangdong's strength. He also listened to the three people's voice reports and conducted an in-depth analysis of the rules of the secret realm.
The more I think about it, the more I feel it, and it’s scary to think about it carefully.
I remember when I came in, the passages were as dense as a spider web... How many secret realms are there?
How many people die every day?
Moreover, the starting stage here is the Venerable level.
As for the upper limit...according to the rules that Saint King level 9 leaders can be present in the Saint Secret Realm, then there should be many Saint King 9th level team leaders in the Saint King level secret realm.
Fang Che couldn't help but look up and looked 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 luck between the two sides?
I'm afraid there is also the consumption of human life, right? What would require the consumption of flesh and blood of high-level warriors?
Looking at the void, Fang Che felt an extreme indifference.
and ultimate ruthlessness.
Yes, God?
Is it a so-called god who is controlling all of this? Looking coldly at the situation he set up casually, causing constant fighting with each other for eternity?
It has been like this for tens of thousands of years, with more than a trillion living beings on both continents.
What did He want to do? Why did He do this? Why did He set up such a situation?