Monarch of Evernight

Zhao Jundu came to the presbytery without delay for a moment. It had not been seen for a few days. Six presbytery elders had dried up their skins, as if they were much older.

He put his shining teeth back in front of Zhao Jundu and said only one thing: “In five days, the man will appear on the eastern border of the Silent Fire Plains. ”

Zhao Jundu nodded: “Thank you Six Elders. I am ready to send cousin Ruoming immediately with condensed grass and sea lotus seeds. ”

Six elders' tired faces show joy.

Condensed grass is born in the wilderness of time, but the sea lotus is the unique plant of the great swirl, the former going deep into the dark realm, and the latter is the risk that the strong will not dare enter. With these two flavoured ingredients, you can make several premium drugs that will aid you in shock warfare, and even choose from Zhao Ruoming's qualifications. With this harvest, the six elders paid 10 years to fix it is worth the price.

Zhao Jundu returned to the “Jidu Purple Garden” where he lived, called his beloved family to believe, and briefly told them what was at hand. He has made a lot of preparations for his journey over the past few days, most of which have been arranged and ready to be handed over.

Less than two hours later, a small high-speed floating boat took off from Zhao Fu's private landing strip towards the Taihang Mountains.

Meanwhile, a slightly larger floating boat is lowering altitude and two boats are rubbing their shoulders past.

It landed on an armed airship equipped with two empty artillery shells. A group of young men and women dressed in jungle on the deck are having a heated conversation and most people have a freshly war-torn atmosphere.

Suddenly someone was surprised to say, "Oh, isn't that the driver of Prince Zhao? ”

Zhao Junhong turned his head.

At this distance, through the starboard window, you can clearly see Zhao Jundu sitting in the main cabin, and the brilliant blue dome in his hand!

As always, the silent fire in the distance remains unchanged, with huge red sickle-shaped peaks stretching beneath the blue sky.

The route of the thousand nights is even more dangerous. The Taihang Mountains are almost all steep rock walls straight up and down, and are becoming scarcer and scarcer, even with few native beasts.

For the present thousand nights, however, this is hardly an obstacle, and he spent much less time crossing the Taihang Mountains into the hilly areas of transition between the desert and the foothills.

The silent flames in the field of vision are expanding, and the earth beneath our feet is starting to blend in the red soil of star spots. This is the eastern boundary of the Silent Fiery Plains, where the terrain is basically a straightforward road with little ups and downs.

On the run, a thousand nights suddenly saw several blood clans appearing in the distance and quickly headed in their own direction.

Trouble again!

It is daytime and the wilderness is clear, with only a few large umbrella trees scattered sporadically and far apart, with no hiding place at all.

With the visual distance of the thousand nights now, you can instantly see the details of those blood families. Whether you're dressed for a badge or running speed, it's obvious they don't have Viscount strength among them, which is barely good news.

Thousand nights softly stopped, he has been driving at high speed for half a day and has consumed a lot of energy. If this battle cannot be avoided, it is better to fight directly and replenish the empty body. He pulled out the peanuts and pressed them into a broken silver bullet and waited for the blood to approach.

The actions of the blood clans were strange, and their attention was all behind them, and it was not until 500 meters away that they saw the thousand nights. Their faces were obviously a little panicked, they spoke in a few words, and the direction of travel began to shift, seemingly intending to bypass the thousand nights.

This surprised the thousands of nights, and with the arrogance of the blood clan, seeing the fallen human race alone would never show such weakness. He suddenly discovered that almost everyone in these bloodlines had several dark colors on their clothes and had been wounded long ago.

These are the superior blood clan, pale skin, gorgeous appearance, sophisticated clothing, all of the weapons are boutiques and obviously descended from a somewhat stately clan. Who can hunt them down so badly?

Then, at night, the original hilltops of these bloodlines began to show up, with bloodlines, but more werewolves and spider demons. With a heartbeat of thousands of nights, the real horizons were swept past, and three massive forces were immediately seen. Three Viscounts!

After sucking in a breath of cold air, he would run away without saying a word, pulling his legs, and of course he would not choose the same direction as the hunted blood clans.

The dark warriors gathered on the hills now numbered nearly a hundred, and they also saw the wilderness. A Viscount of the Spider chased down a thousand nights with a team of more than a dozen men. It appears that even the occasional encounter of passers-by does not intend to leave them alive.

The speed at which the spider demon moves in the muddy terrain has great advantages, but on the plains, that is, the base speed of the warlord.

After a thousand nights of running, the difference between the two sides became apparent. In addition to Viscount Spider-Man, there were two upper blood clans in the team with a certain threat of speed. If he drove at full speed, he could leave them without a trace within 100 kilometers, and the remaining Dark Warriors would leave the team at around 20 kilometers.

Civil wars between the Dark Races are not uncommon and there is little interest in the insides of this pursuit, but also in the soldiers behind them, especially Viscount Spider.

He is now suffering from a lack of blood in his body, and although blood crystals are effective, the fastest way is to draw blood directly from the strong. Without enough blood to protect the guts, the pace of the fight will be visibly affected, and the rate of recovery will be reduced accordingly.

In a thousand nights, he slowly formed a bold idea, he controlled the speed, and in less than an hour, the chase opened the gap. The Viscount of the Spider followed closely behind him, slightly further away were the two upper blood families, the other Dark Warriors were a few kilometres away, and the weakest servants had long known where they had been dumped.

It's about time.

In front of you is a giant tree, underneath which is a small oasis of more than ten meters in length. At night, it rushes past and rises, disappearing into the crown of a luxurious tree. The trunks sway desperately, and the broken branches and blades fall.

Running to the nearby Viscount Spider, the tree is definitely not a good hiding place, his power is enough to uproot the tree, and Viscount Spider is ready to do the same. An eye-catching ray of force covered his entire forearm and was about to strike a full blow.

However, at this point, the gray shadow behind the trunk rolled out silently to the ground, until it jumped to the edge of the oasis. In the air, a pair of bright light wings swell, the twin flowers in the hands of a thousand nights merge into one, the raw force pattern is layered and lit, and the gunpoint is pointing at the spider demon!

Boom!

The gunfire sounded wild and endless, like a dragon's bark. Viscount Spiderdemon was bombarded and even turned upside down, flashing a gleam of green gleam over his massive spider body.

By the time Viscount of the Spider had landed, his spider-shaped half had appeared, but his right half shoulder, along with his two spider legs, had gone flat. When the Viscount discovered that the situation was wrong, he immediately turned into a stronger source of defense, still unexpectedly directly breached, tearing apart the small half of his body.

If Viscount Spider bears this gun with a human figure, fearing that it is no longer alive, even now, the situation is no better, if such injury is not healed immediately, it is only prolonging the asthma.

One shot, just one shot. Abandoned Viscount Spider! Even if it's just a third class Viscount, it's a proud achievement.

Yet the thousand nights standing on the edge of the oasis are staring.

His original wings have reached their peak, and the complete amphibious flower filling is over, with flowers as flowing sea water in his palms, bloody and dark golden in a sparkling blue wave. But the problem is, the Thousand Nights trigger hasn't been pulled yet.

Someone else shot Viscount Spider!

At this moment, the two upper-blood tribes have rushed to the vicinity, their faces filled with horrors, but their momentum has become unstoppable. It was so sudden that they didn't have time to react at all, they had to jump at the night.

The power of the thousand nights has been excited to the critical point, so instantly the twins are separated to the left and right, aiming at the two blood jazz, and they are shot to death on the spot.

Then the thousand nights turned quickly, and there was no shadow in the unchanged wilderness. He inspired the eyes of truth and swept across the horizon again, finally finding signs of a massive convergence of forces somewhere far away. But that's a thousand meters away, and no wonder you can't see anything from a thousand nights' field of view.

Suddenly a bright glow rose from the convergence of the forces, and for a moment, it was as if the entire dome had been dyed blue.

At this moment, a thousand nights saw a nuclear bomb penetrate the blue world and whistle at itself. The instantaneous real field of view outlines the trajectory of the bullet, which will deviate slightly at 300 meters and draw a shallow radius.

Standing motionless for thousands of nights, the Force bounced over his left arm, and Biman could have infected the sleeve of his shirt just millicentimeters away. Forgive me, the light reflected on the wrist armor of a thousand nights, actually condensed into several crystals, without waiting for him to reach out to test the truth, instantly disappeared.

Thousands of nights turned his gaze and watched as the Force ejected behind him, chasing the Dark Warrior.

Without knowing what material it was made of, the penetration force was so strong that it went through the bodies of three Dark Warriors in a row. The remainder flew more than 10 meters before exploding into a flash of light in the air.

It struck three werewolf warriors, all of whose torso was completely torn to pieces, leaving only half a body. With such horrible power, there is no need for any quasi-point, as long as it is rubbed, it is fatally wounded.

What makes a thousand nights even more frightening than this terrible lethality is the sniping technique that the man in the dark showed. Especially the last round, which is more than a kilometre long enough to circumvent one's firing line and the exact angle at which one shot killed three enemies, none of which is a master's pen. By contrast, he himself was a little worse.

Two peanuts were raised at night and three shots were fired, blowing the brains out of the last three pursuers. That was the knight of the spider demon and the werewolf, and the entire team that pursued him was overrun. As for the fallen servants, it was a question of whether they could find this oasis afterwards.

The silent wilderness is once again calm, as if the crisis had passed. Looking at the horizon for a thousand nights, his forehead suddenly seeped out of sweat beads slowly. He felt his eyebrows lightly lit like a needle.

This feeling is mild and most people ignore the past. But an experienced sniper like Thousand Nights knows that it's the quasi-star of a Force Gun pointing to his eyebrows.