The perfect life begins with devouring

Chapter 141
The Continent of Light also has the rotation of the sun and the moon, and the exchange of day and night, just like the earth.

The eastern sky is beginning to appear pale, and the breeze is mixed with the smell of soil and grass, slowly drifting in.

Zheng Tinghao (trumpet) slowly opened his eyes, but suddenly two treasures appeared in his hands, which were Ye Zunjian and Liang Yinjia.

"After a night of refining, I have been able to initially control these two treasures."

There was a gleam of joy in Zheng Tinghao's eyes, and with a move of his mind, the damaged armor on his body automatically fell off, and he put on the cool silver armor that exuded a faint silver light.

Immediately, a refreshing coolness arose spontaneously in my heart, and even Zheng Tinghao's mind was affected and became calmer.

"Cool Silver Armor is a treasure, even if I can't activate the secret pattern, it can weaken the attack of Fenghou Immortal by ten thousand times."

The heavy treasure is a treasure used by the strong at the stage of the universe lord. It is used to deal with the attack of the immortal level, which is simply overkill.

The divine power of Fenghou Immortal is about 1000 to 10000 times that of the world lord, and if it is weakened by 0.1 times, the basic attack is equivalent to 1 to [-] times the power of the world lord.

This also means that the ordinary Fenghou Immortal Powerhouse cannot break the defense!
"it is good!"

"With Liang Yinjia and Ye Zunjian, facing the Desolate Clan this time, we are basically sure!"

Zheng Tinghao suppressed the heat in his heart, put away Ye Zunjian, got up and walked out of the cabin.

Outside the wooden house, the black-armored knight is guarding diligently, always vigilant about the surrounding situation.

Although the Continent of Life is much safer than the outside world, it does not mean that it is completely free of danger.

In addition to intelligent life like the Desolate race, there are also some groups of monsters living among them. They also have great strength, and some groups of monsters even have immortality.

Demonic beasts are weaker than desolate beasts, but they also possess some wisdom. Among them, the IQ of immortal-level monsters is no different from that of humans.

. . . . . .

"How about it?"

As soon as Zheng Tinghao walked out of the house, Thunder God saw the silver armor on his body at first sight, and asked expectantly.

"Two heavy treasures, one piece of armor, and one long sword. Now, I can kill Fenghou Immortal with one sword!"

Zheng Tinghao said with a smile: "Get ready, let's go to the barren camp!"

"it is good!"

Thor cracked his mouth and laughed loudly, patted his chest and said, "When the time comes, I will leave it to you if you are above immortality, and I will deal with those below immortality!"

Thor's strength is only barely able to compete with ordinary immortality, and after a long time, he will still be defeated.

The two adjusted their equipment, and then flew towards the camp of the Desolate race.

The boundless grassland, flat plains at a glance, stretches without end. Zheng Tinghao and Lei Shen are flying at an altitude of [-] meters, and they can see far away.

"Zheng Tinghao, look over there!"

While the two were flying, they saw a mass of dark things gathered on the grassland far away, which was particularly conspicuous on the green grassland.

"That's a bull."

Zheng Tinghao pondered.

Brute bulls are a kind of monsters. Their appearance is similar to that of cattle on Earth, but they are much larger. Some are even three or four meters high. They run on the grassland like a small moving building.

"Look, that bull is more than eight meters tall, so it should have the strength of a world lord at its peak!"

Zheng Tinghao nodded. There are many monsters like this on the grassland.

In fact, the continent of life where Zheng Tinghao is located has a huge area, equivalent to tens of thousands of the surface area of ​​the earth, and there are countless types of monsters living on it.

Zheng Tinghao alone encountered hundreds of monsters these days.

"Warcraft groups generally have their own territory, walk around the territory, they will not attack us."

Although the strength of this group of bulls is not strong, Zheng Tinghao upholds the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, and in the end he chose to take a long way around.

"Thunder God, there may be an existence of Fenghou Immortal level in this battle, you have to be careful."

The two were flying in the air, behind them were twenty black-armored knights hidden in the black mist, majestic and majestic, like a large army going out.

"Don't worry, back then we encountered wild beasts at the level of immortal kings, didn't we escape as well?"

Lei Shen laughed boldly, and a fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

The blood is going to boil!

Raytheon is an out-and-out combat madman. Facing the upcoming battle, Raytheon is not only not nervous, but looking forward to it.

After flying for a while, Zheng Tinghao saw the outlines of some buildings from a distance, and landed on the ground.

At this time, they were already very close to the living place of the Desolate race. If they flew in the sky again, they would definitely be discovered.

Slowly approaching the living place of the Desolate Race, Zheng Tinghao and Lei Shen tried their best to restrain their aura.

Soon, Zheng Tinghao saw tent-like buildings stretching for hundreds of meters. At a glance, there were more than 200 of them.

At the outermost edge of the tent, several guard teams were patrolling. Zheng Tinghao sensed their aura and found that the strongest were those at the realm master level, and the rest were domain masters.

But the immortal breath sensed last time was in the middle of the tents in the center.

. . . . . .

"Captain Chamer, it's our turn to be on duty, you go and rest."

Chamer smiled and looked at the captain who came to replace him, nodded and said, "Captain Kony, thank you for your hard work."

"Haha, what's so hard about it, everything is for the ethnic group!"

Coney shook his head, looking at the scene of the ethnic group living and working in peace and contentment, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

Unlike Chamer, who is a younger generation in the ethnic group, Kony is much older. When he became the world lord, it was tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, the Desolate tribe was just an ordinary tribe in the grassland, and there was only one immortal god in the tribe.

The grassland is extremely vast, and there are countless ethnic groups. Every day, ethnic groups are annexed and destroyed by other ethnic groups, and there are many ethnic groups with two or three immortal gods.

Being weak is the original sin.

During that time, the entire Desolate race lived in fear every day, fearing that they would be destroyed by other powerful monster groups one day.

Until one day, the Great Elder of the Desolate Race, the only immortal god.

Under his leadership, the entire Huangzu left their hometown and started a long migration.

During the migration, the Desolate people may be attacked by other groups at any time, and countless people died on the way.

Coney, by luck, survived that migration.

Afterwards, the Desolate race settled down here.

Kony was surprised to find that the Desolate people had undergone earth-shaking changes over the tens of thousands of years since they settled here.

The cultivation speed of the strong in the ethnic group has inexplicably accelerated, and many bottlenecks that have plagued them for many years have also been broken through;

Newly born babies in the ethnic group are smarter and have better cultivation talents.

For nearly a thousand years, many world lord-level powerhouses in the clan have broken through to immortal gods one after another.

Everything is getting better.

And all of this is because of the almost desperate decision of the Great Elder back then - to lead the Desolate people to migrate to this magical land.

(End of this chapter)