Chapter 1103  Wind and Cloud (Additional Chapter for 12,000 Monthly Tickets!)

Chapter 1103: Wind and Cloud (Additional updates for the monthly ticket of 12,000!)

The long line of life and death, deeper into the desert.

In the dim light, some vague existences approached quietly.

Or it has the body of a goat-horned python, or it has the body of a snake-haired horse, or it has a big head and a small body, or it has a human shape with hands like chicken feet...

Deserts are very "dry".

This "drying up" affects the depths of the soul and also affects the physical body.

Only the power of the Living Soul Stone can resist it.

One of the important raw materials for the soul stone is the head of the Yin Demon.

These deformed monsters, or rather, these normal demons, thrive in this "dryness".

The demon's body is also part of the "dry" part.

The desert did not create the devil, but the existence of the devil expanded the desert.

There were hundreds of Yin Demons approaching, and they had some vague plans, and they were quietly encircling them. Unlike those sporadic similar species that occasionally appear on the line between life and death, always wandering around like headless flies.

In the endless desert, the sun can still be seen.

But the sun you see when you look up is always covered with a layer of darkness, like rust marks on a bronze mirror that cannot be wiped away.

You can still see it, but you can never see yourself clearly through it.

"He can even endure the endless desert. What does he want to do?" said a man wrapped in a black robe.

This black robe is extraordinary, with a very heavy, iron-like texture. There are two black arrows hanging at the corners of the robe on both sides.

The arrow shone coldly and was very sharp. It was not just an ordinary decoration. But you can really install an arrow shaft at any time and use it to kill enemies.

This kind of Xuanyu hanging arrow robe is the symbol of Da Qin's prison chief.

In response to the unique secret technique of the Prison Suppression Division, the pattern of a black prison will appear on the back of the black robe. It is probably in that state that this kind of robe will be recognized by more people.

However, I guess no one in the world would be willing to recognize it themselves.

"Go and ask." The person who spoke was another man wearing the same black robe.

However, the hood was lifted down, revealing a bare forehead with vertical chains tattooed on it, running down the back of his head and down to his neck.

This person stretched out his right hand and stretched it out in front of him... clasping his five fingers together!

The approaching, vague "things" emitted all kinds of weird and ear-piercing whistling sounds almost at the same time.

But it was short-lived.

As soon as the sound appeared, it was over.

only left……

Heads all over the place.

Weird, vicious, deformed, demonic heads.

The body of the Yin Demon is half virtual and half real. The head is the devil's energy, and the body has substance. But after death, it is the opposite. Only the head can be preserved, turning from empty to real, while the body changes from real to empty, and directly dissipates.

Fighting with the Yin Demon, the Yin Demon's head is the only "trophy".

They can be used to create soul stones, but no matter how many soul stones are accumulated, they can only be used in the desert...

"Tu Wei." The man, who was wrapped in a black robe, said with some dissatisfaction: "I told you before you came here, just do it and don't make a big fuss."

"Is this too big?"

The man with a chain tattoo on his bald head looked at him and finally sighed: "Okay."

At this time, from a distance filled with smoke and dust, a figure strode forward.

He was also wearing the Xuanjing Arrow Robe, and his hood was also pulled down. It's just long hair, with a hook hanging from his left ear.

His left hand was dragging a majestic, motionless human body.

From this angle, all he could see was that the "thing" he was dragging forward had a pair of very large horns.

"I caught this general demon!" the man said with a smile.

"Last chapter." The figure still wrapped in the black robe turned around and said with a helpless tone: "Just kill him. Why did you catch him?"

"Destroy the demons." The previous chapter said: "Kill them and they will disperse. Nothing will be left."

Unlike the Yin Demon, the General Demon is sane and qualified to command a large group of Yin Demons. He is considered a low-level "officer" of the "demon". But in fact, who knows whether the concept of "officer" exists in the world of demons?

The demon tide has been far away from the current era for too long...

But one thing is very clear, after death, even the head of a general demon will be dissipated into demonic energy.

When it comes to "harvest", it's not as good as the Yin Demon.

All in all, he is very unlucky and killing him is in vain, but it is not easy to deal with.

"But a general demon has very limited knowledge and almost no value." The man wrapped in a black robe asked: "What's the point of bringing him back?"

"He's not easy to catch." The man still smiled.

The man wrapped in a black robe became angry: "Is this a question of whether it is easy to catch him? Damn it, what's the point of catching him?"

"Okay, okay." Shang Zhang released his left hand.

There was a very light explosion.

The horns of the demon exploded into a ball of demonic energy, which quickly disintegrated and burrowed into the desert ground like a bug.

"Don't be angry, Yan Feng." Shang Zhang said with a smile. (阏yan)

"Damn it, everyone is careless! This is not a safe place. It will be troublesome if those wolf cubs keep an eye on them." Yan Feng urged: "Hurry up and ask questions!"

"Okay, okay."

The previous chapter then came closer, walked past the bald Tu Wei, and walked behind Yan Feng.

With a smile on his face, he lowered his head and looked at the ground.

On the ground, lying a man covered in scars.

He probably looked like a middle-aged man, but his eyes were dim and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be deepening. And the long hair scattered on the ground is turning white one by one...

He is aging rapidly.

The golden body and chalcedony have been broken.

The state of divine presence no longer exists.

"Hello, Senior Deng Yue." Shang Zhang looked into his eyes and said with a smile: "We had a hurried fight before and I didn't have time to introduce myself to you. I am the Prison Director of Daqin Town, Shang Zhang. I am the warden of the ten departments. "

Lying on the ground...is Deng Yue!

Shang Zhang's eyes glanced at Deng Yue's side, and he suddenly felt sad: "Now, there are nine."

Next to Deng Yue, there was another person lying down.

Or rather, a corpse.

Also wearing the Xuanjing Arrow Robe... the corpse.

Lying on the ground, motionless.

There was a fist-sized hole on the back, which penetrated Xuan Yu's hanging arrow robe and his body, and penetrated into the ground. It was so dark that the bottom could not be seen.

It was as if he was nailed to the ground by an invisible spear.

Obviously, in order to capture Deng Yue, the prison chief of Daqin also paid a high price.

The expression in the previous chapter was not vicious.

Deng Yue looked at him quietly, then twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He said slowly: "Nice to meet you, last chapter."

His voice was also a bit old and lacked strength.

It's hard to believe that he, who was so weak, was able to fight and escape under the siege of four wardens of the Daqin Prison Department. He was entangled for three days and even killed one of the wardens!

"Very good, I like to make friends. If you are good to me, I will be good to you." Shang Zhang said with a smile: "Can you answer a few questions for me?"

"Of course, we old Qin people have always had the tradition of supporting our younger generations." Deng Yue should have struggled to speak, but he used terrible willpower to make his voice appear smooth and gentle: "However, out of politeness, shouldn't you Can you answer my doubts first?”

I thought about it seriously in the last chapter: "It should be right. But you'd better ask quickly."

He waved his fingers above Deng Yue's body a few times, as if he was embarrassed: "Because of your state... you know."

"Ah." Deng Yue smiled again: "I know it well."

The man with half-white hair looked at the previous chapter with curious eyes: "How did you discover me?"

"The news from your friend." Shang Zhang said with a smile.

"Impossible." Deng Yue was also laughing: "That friend will never betray me."

"Of course, of course. Your friend is very loyal." The previous chapter said soothingly: "Back then, he watched his father being burned to death without telling you your whereabouts."

"But," he said in the previous chapter, "You two haven't contacted each other for so long. Do you know that he later gave birth to a child?"

"Alas." The previous chapter sighed with regret: "This is quite strange. Do you know? Many times, if people have children, they will have weaknesses."

Deng Yue nodded: "I understand."

The previous chapter smiled and said: "We understand each other."

I don’t know if everyone is talking about “understanding”.

"How is that child?" Deng Yue asked,

"What can we do? Just raise him." The previous chapter said: "Who would be so inhumane and kill a child?"

Deng Yue was silent for a while and then asked: "What about my friend?"

"This will be kept secret." The previous chapter said with a serious expression: "The Prison Suppression Department has rules. You should be able to understand."

"Understood." Deng Yue said.

Shang Zhang looked at him and smiled: "So I will never have children. I will never marry a wife."

Deng Yue looked at his crotch and said with a smile, "Just enter the palace."

"That won't work!" The reaction in the previous chapter was very intense: "I hate those dead eunuchs the most! They have to repeat a word three times in their mouths, they are always talking to people who are neither yin nor yang, and they all have very abnormal psychology!"

Yan Feng, who has a bad temper, and Tu Wei, who has a chain tattoo on his bald head, both remained silent after they started asking questions in the last chapter, no matter how impatient they were. Obviously, everyone trusts him in this aspect.

But he seemed to be having a great time chatting with Deng Yue and seemed to have completely forgotten the purpose of the interrogation.

Deng Yue reminded him: "You can ask me questions."

"Look." The previous chapter looked at Yan Feng and Tu Wei, and was very proud: "I've said it before, right? It's convenient for others, and it's convenient for yourself. When you go out, you have to rely on friends!"

He turned back and looked at Deng Yue: "Then let me ask you. Where is the person we are looking for?"

Deng Yue looked at him sincerely: "I don't know."

Last chapter pressed his eyebrows: "You are injured so badly, it may cause amnesia. I can understand."

He was a good friend and struggled to find excuses for Deng Yue.

Then he said: "Then let me change the question, what does he want to do?"

The last chapter looked around: "Such a ghost place. Can he stay here?"

"Maybe it's because I've grown up." Deng Yue said with a smile.

The last chapter said very seriously: "I just asked you two questions, but you only answered one. I hate people who don't talk seriously and only answer half of the words. We just met, don't let me down, okay? good?"

Deng Yue said slowly: "Young man, the answer to both questions is this. At my age, can I still lie to you?"

Shang Zhang nodded slowly, then pursed his lips and smiled: "You may not know much about the current prison control department. Our interrogation methods are different from before."

"That's good news." Deng Yue said: "There are talented people in every generation, and each of them has been leading the trend for hundreds of years."

Shang Zhang squatted down slowly, still smiling, and gently picked up Deng Yue's right index finger with two fingers: "One finger cuts off the river, right?"

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In the boundless desert, there is no wind, because it can't blow in.

But the helpless wind on the life and death line may have swept across the grassland, or brushed over the willow trees, or perhaps drifted over the long river.

Then Guanhetai, it may have been here too.

On the Guanhetai, the heroes of various countries gathered. It was already crowded with flags and people.

The Yellow River Meeting officially started on July 11.

But in fact, the martial arts competition had already begun as early as July 6.

Or it is called "early selection".

There are only 16 places for the Yellow River Meeting, both in the inner court and the outer court.

Among them, the six major powers in the world occupy 6.

The remaining 10 places are competed by other countries.

There are only 8 places for the unrestricted field under 30 years old. Only two are given to other countries to compete.

For many countries, the goal of their competition is actually just the qualification for the Yellow River Meeting.

If you get the qualification for the main competition, you will have more say. If you can enter one or two rounds, you will have a foothold behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters. You will have the possibility of independently capturing monsters and making meridian-opening pills. You don’t have to be trapped forever... in the tribute system established around the meridian-opening pill, and you will never be able to get rid of the clutches of the hegemonic country.

Of course, not all gains are suitable. The result of a country’s strength not matching the achievements of a genius is also terrible. Otherwise, where did those abandoned strongholds behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters come from?

For big countries like Xia, Wei, Sheng, and Song, they definitely want more than that.

Who wouldn't want to ask about the weight of the tripod?

But there are only six strongest countries in the world.

The efforts that latecomers need to make to replace them are too much.

In the middle of Guanhetai, the martial arts field surrounded by the six pillars has long been open.

In addition to the six strongest countries in the world, there are a total of 136 countries participating in the Yellow River Conference.

In fact, being able to participate in the Yellow River Conference is already a small country with good national strength. In the western border, countries such as Mo, Cheng, and Luo did not send anyone to participate.

In addition to the lack of hope of victory, the long journey, and the waste of already stretched strong men to lead the team, there is another very important reason, that is, the early selection of the Yellow River Conference is not a matter of life and death.

Many small countries may have only a few geniuses worth cultivating, and they are counting on them to grow up and become the backbone of the country, and continue the national destiny for hundreds of years. If they were to compete in the Yellow River Conference, they would not be able to afford it.

In fact, the Yellow River Conference did not decide life and death. It was just that the strong man who presided over the conference would, as usual, take action to save Tianjiao from death at the last moment.

But despite this.

The teams from 136 countries competed for the pitiful number of places in the conference, which was enough to show how fierce the competition was.

And among these 136 countries.

There were 112 people competing for the ten places in the inner palace realm. Most of the countries participating in the Yellow River Conference sent inner palace realm cultivators to participate in the war.

There were 75 people competing for the ten places in the outer building realm.

There were only 17 people competing for the two places in the unrestricted conference for those under 30 years old...

It is said that there is no limit for those under 30 years old. If you really send an inner palace realm cultivator under 30 years old, there is no chance for him to play.

"There are so many people in the inner court! No wonder so many people say that the inner court is the most competitive." In a teahouse somewhere on Qi Street, after listening to the guard's report, Cao Jie smiled: "Jiang Qingyang, are you nervous?"

"Of course you can't count it that way." Jiang Wang, who was sitting cross-legged opposite him, said: "It's just that the thresholds for the outer court and the unrestricted court under 30 years old are relatively higher, and a large number of people were eliminated in advance. As for whether it's nervous or not..."

He looked down at Chang Xiangsi: "Hearing that all the heroes in the world are here, my sword is trembling."

Then he chuckled: "It's very excited."

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ps:

1, "Talented people emerge in every generation, and each leads the trend for hundreds of years." - "Four Poems on Poetry, No. 2" by Zhao Yi of the Qing Dynasty

2, because many readers said that they are not used to not updating at 8 o'clock in the evening, so I moved tomorrow's update here...

There are no drafts saved. I can only update twice tomorrow, and I'll read it the day after tomorrow.

(I'll start from the beginning to accumulate the climax O, O)