Monarch of Evernight

The night in the mountains is another livelier than the day, the stars are extraordinarily bright, the mountains are more and more vibrant in the night, and the tiny beasts in the wind howl high and low, if not low.

The moonlight winding river is like a silver belt, and the sparkling light is as soft as a wide sleeve, as if the earth had faded away the majesty of the day and danced among the clouds.

This is the time of the thousand nights to see this mountain beyond the terrain. He drove at high speeds in the wind until the sky began to whiten.

The early morning Taihang Mountains are covered with a layer of mist, which has left the highlands, and the dominant tree species are no longer a forest of distorted bushes and needlewoods covered with dense grass at the foot of the mountain.

Turning back a thousand nights, you can also see the full story of the silent fire, a huge piece of land that bursts into the sky in dark red, and then leans down sharply, like the sickle of death that harvests countless lives.

Over the next two days, we'll travel day and night. Instead of entering Zhao Valve territory directly, he walked along the mountains along the border, preparing to enter the nearest Yingzhou City, so as to avoid the gate to the maximum extent possible.

At first, everything was fine, but as the destination approached, there was something wrong with the thousand nights clubs, like a pair of eyes staring at themselves in the dark.

He can be sure that this feeling of being watched has only recently emerged, not when it was in the mountains. Especially after crossing the Shuoyang highway, it feels more and more obvious. The Shuoyang Highway is the nation's northwest transportation artery and the largest and longest highway on the entire western continent. It runs almost through the vast majority of cities in Zhao Valve territory.

Traditionally home to thousands of nights, the wilderness and mountains, when he sensed the anomaly, proceeded at normal speeds in silent tone, but only adding to the change of course, turning around between the extended mountains.

After a day like this, if there's no surveillance, it's still there. So far, one can almost be sure that the other is coming towards one another, and if it's just an occasional fellow traveler, it's impossible to run off with him into those strange terrain.

Thousand Nights, however, has changed several ways, but it has not been possible to find the trace of the tracker. It has raised some interest, "Seems like a good hand, kind of interesting. ”

At dusk, a thousand nights stopped in front of a clear stream, washed his face and slowly began fishing and roasting fish. He seemed to relax and think about who he was.

Thousands of nights, long of yellow springs and red scorpions, rarely encounter rivals stronger than him in mountainous and wilderness conditions. This time, in the event of a thousand nights of deliberate action, the other side could not reveal a trace, and this strength is already over him. Trackers are certainly not only experts, but there is a good chance that even talent is hidden in tracking.

Who's the other guy? Why are you here?

Thousands of nights have thought about it for a while, and I feel like I have a lot of ideas, but it's not very easy to determine the answer. He is not afraid of anything, but hopes to solve the problem before entering Zhao's territory.

Thousand Nights was actually looking forward to the adversary's appearance, and he was confident that if he avoided the first wave of raids, the next battle would be under his control. He had unleashed several opportunities on his way during the day, but had not waited to attack as expected. It seems that the other party is acting with extreme caution, even though the thousand nights are in poor condition and the injuries have not healed, they do not show up.

So is the other party waiting for a chance or another companion?

If it's the former, it's also in reason, and most people who are good at ambushing have great patience. When the Red Scorpion was on a mission, he hid in hiding for a few days, just for the final shot.

If the latter is the case, it is not good news.

After a break and a full meal, he turned to the mountains for a thousand nights and chose the camping spot for tonight at the waist of a lonely peak. The small space of caves, though easy to defend, has more to offer to the veterans of assassinations, and the odds of a sneak attack are not low if there is a special weapon.

The Thousand Nights gave the tracker a choice question.

After laying his own guard and trap, he began to practice the blood digested from Zaren. During his escape a few days ago, Thousand Nights did not confront Zaren head-on, but on several occasions he faced depletion of his power and blood, as well as a long period of extreme speed running, which left him with dark wounds. Now that the great enemy is upon us, he must hurry to recover.

The epitome begins to run, and the vast amount of sperm blood turns into a vortex. For example, the grinder disc peels away impurities from the sperm blood a little bit, leaving only a pure dark force. And the blood in a thousand nights begins to devour the dark forces and grow.

When the operation is completed on a Sunday, a normal blood gas is promoted to the second stage, dark gold blood gas is small and strong, and after many days of nourishing purple blood gas reaches the threshold of promotion to the third stage.

At this time, the dark forces in the thousand nights have been partitioned, and the purple blood still moves.

A thousand nights hesitated to find the purple blood crystal and hold it in his hand. However, as soon as he started absorbing it, the blood crystal exploded, and a huge amount of sperm rolled into the body, with a few waxes of purple blood. The total amount of that sperm blood is almost a third of the blood of the Viscount of Blood.

Thousands of nights are amazed at the amount of blood in a little blood crystal, and the next moment is shocked!

After entering a thousand nights of purple blood gas, instead of being pulled in by the dark force vortex formed by the first passage, he actually swam along the blood vein to near the heart, preying on an ordinary blood gas that had not yet advanced.

These purple blood gases are still alive?!

The shock of the thousand nights was extraordinary, but at this time, his own purple blood radiated, wrapped around an external purple blood, rolled over and fought. Dark golden blood gas is even more fierce, stopping three foreign purple blood by itself, while the rest of the second order ordinary blood gas is combined and wrapped around the last purple blood.

Between eyes, the body turned into a battlefield at night, and more than a dozen different blood breaths were killing each other.

After all, the purple blood of the Thousand Nights itself is already in the second order, and outsiders of the First World War soon gained an absolute upper hand. Without much glue, it has torn the opponent apart and begun to swallow.

With three enemies, Dark Gold pressed the scene and even started hitting one of them, tearing it apart from time to time. Soon after the eye sees it, this foreign purple blood will completely turn into its food.

The normal blood gas side, though seven to one, is all second-order, but it also only occupies the upper wind. Their attacks inflict minimal damage to Purple Blood, and each attack inflicts significant damage on them.

This blood war has allowed the thousands of nights to understand the true principles of vaguely conceived blood poisoning, blood suppression, first-born descendants, etc., and why the blood family values talent and blood so much.

Blood gas is a source of dark power for the bloodline, and the power gap between the different strata is so large that it is difficult to make up for it by relying on quantity. Other communities of the Dark Race, although in different manifestations of power, should all be similar.

In this way, the relative balance on the part of the people is much more balanced, even if talented, without a large supply of resources and the hard work of far more ordinary people, it is difficult to fully exploit the talent.

This difference actually gives more room for people to grow, making talent relatively generic, but exceptionally hard-working, lucky people to grow and eventually surpass those so-called talented geniuses.

This is perhaps the difference between the human race and the dark race, and between the two great camps of dawn and everlasting night.

With this in mind, Thousand Nights did not sit by and watch the blood battle divide the victories and losses. The essence of foreign purple blood is also a dark force. He began to choose a nuclear force node far from the battlefield, running the ancient Song Cyclone, condensing a drop of pure Dawn Force, and then heavily bombarding a foreign purple blood.

This purple bloodstream, which is struggling with dark gold gas, was severely damaged and almost blown to pieces. The dark golden blood gas vibrated, instantly pounding on it and tore it apart completely.

Once again, the thousand nights were made like the law, striking another purple blood.

Two external purple blood wounds caused a sudden turning of the war and the whole army collapsed in an instant.

Dark golden blood swallowed up two exotic purple bloods and seemed to lose interest, lazily returning to resting. On the other hand, the purple blood gas on the threshold of promotion has been very thirsty, and the rest of the three foreign purple blood were swallowed up before retracting the runes to calm down.

It's a little unexpected that there's so much ordinary blood in there that you don't get anything. Even the foreign purple blood, which was so painfully traumatized, ended up in the belly of purple blood. They just eat a little torn apart pieces.

This is the rule of eternal night camp, always ahead of the strong, even at this micro level. Dark gold and purple blood gas are fed before the normal blood gas is gained. Without proper food, ordinary blood gas is also consumed.

The world slowly returned to calm in the thousands of nights, and a new day had arrived when the dawn had dawned outside the cave.

He finally understood why Zaren was carrying this special blood crystal without using it, and the Viscount of the Blood clearly understood its properties, and in the absence of a source of blood or higher elders, if it could not be suppressed, it might be killed directly.

In this way, purple blood means far more blood than the Viscount of the Byrnes.

Not long after walking out of the cave for a thousand nights, he had the feeling of being watched invisibly again. He just smiled cold and continued his journey.

At this moment, the movement of the thousand nights appears to be somewhat astringent and stiff, which is the result of the evolution of the ability symbol of the physique of the blood family after purple blood promotion. Where he can't see the inside of his body, countless tissues are necrotizing, while more newborn tissues are growing rapidly.

As with every physical transformation, coordination takes time to rebuild, and a thousand nights will undoubtedly affect your strength if you work with them at this time.

It's also an opportunity to throw it to the dark snoopers.

In the distant wilderness, on the dense tree crown of a tree, a shadow floats between the branches.

He looked at the thousands of nights running down the rolling hills and laughed coldly, "How can a night of practice hurt that much? You're lying! That's it. You want me to play, you're a little younger! ”