Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

Now Wei Yang just wants to kill all the monsters here.

Except for Jiang Ye and the others, Gu Yuan and the others looked at each other and sat on the tree in tacit understanding. Wei Yang's mouth twitched.

The young man chuckled twice, stared at Gu Yuan and raised his eyebrows, then jumped down.

Gu Yuan lazily leaned against the tree trunk and hugged Wen Sheng, "Actually, I'm quite curious about Wei Yang's strength."

Mu Yao stopped Jiang Ye and the others and said, "This guy's strength has always been a mystery to us. I want to know how powerful General Zhai Heng's successor is."

Zhen Qing coughed lightly, trying to get Gu Yuan to go down and help, "Aren't you going to avenge Wen Sheng?"

Gu Yuan shook his head. He knew what Zhen Qing meant. The boy spun the fan in his hand and looked at the monsters below with a smile. The ice cones and ice shields were assisting Wei Yang below. "Revenge is more suitable for Wen Sheng to do it himself."

Qiu Bieyi lowered his eyes and looked at the young man holding the dagger below, "Although Wei Yang's rank is only eighth level, if he really explodes, he should be in the middle of the eighth level or even higher."

Jiang Ye and the others were shocked: "So powerful?"

Zhen Qing nodded, thinking back to when Wei Yang was a child, he insisted on completing all the tasks even though he was trembling with exhaustion, and the price he paid for all kinds of physical skills.

"All those years of hard work have not been in vain. If he is given a few more years to grow, he will be the next 'Admiral Zhai Heng'."

At this moment, the dagger in Wei Yang's hand was stained with golden flames, and the fire runes on his cheeks glowed faintly, making his handsome face look eerie and beautiful. His expression was cold and indifferent. He easily dodged the monsters' attacks and killed two monsters.

The young man suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes, and his eight clones dispersed, and the Nine Killing Formation was set up.

A total of eight Nine Killing Formations were densely locked under these monsters. The ninth level of the Nine Killing Formations was a group-type single-line killing physical technique with absolute lethality. It combined the skills of the previous eight levels and could trigger ten killing formations at the same time.

Now there are eight Wei Yangs, which means eighty killing formations.

The eighth-level Wei Yang could increase the lethality of the Nine Killing Formation to 80%, and these high-level monsters had no chance of resisting.

Zhenqing and the others stared at the densely packed Nine Killing Formations underground and felt a chill on their backs.

Mu Yao was about to have a trypophobia attack after seeing this: "We have known each other for so many years, so we shouldn't have offended Ling Jie, right?"

Gu Yuan nodded expressionlessly. As long as the bottom line of this black-haired lion (spiritual solution) was not triggered, this kid's temper would be as good as ever. He would always be their sunny and cheerful big boy.

Eighty Nine Killing Formations, what does this mean? Even Han Yunzhou had a hard time blocking them.

Zhai Heng's killing physical technique - the Nine Killing Formations is well-known throughout Qinghe. This is the ultimate single-system killing physical technique. Once a person of the same class is locked in, he will be skinned alive if he doesn't die. He himself can set up more than a hundred killing formations at a time. Wei Yang is too young to do that now, but he has the Wei family physical technique!

The young man's dagger floated on his chest, "The ninth level of the Nine Killing Formation -"

Golden flames burned in all directions along with the formation, and flames danced all over the sky, "Forbidden evil!"

The golden flame blossomed like a blooming flower in the killing array, shining brightly. It was obviously scorching hot, but it also had a gray and cold smoldering quality.

More than a dozen monsters turned into ashes, leaving only the shining nuclear crystals.

Wei Yang stood up and shook off the flame on the dagger. He stared at the cave and waved his hand gently. The flame chain rose from the ground and probed into the cave. He squinted his eyes and sneered, "Ha."

Everyone: "......"

Si Yan and the other two woke up and said, "............."

Si Yan spat out the last mouthful of blood and wiped his lips calmly, "Is he so powerful?"

Wen Sheng licked his lips and began to weigh his own strength. In fact, each of them could do what Wei Yang did, but it would be more difficult. They would not be like this kid who was fine after the fight.

"To be honest, this is the first time I've seen this kid like this."

Logically speaking, the ninth level of the Nine Killing Formation would consume nearly 80% of Wei Yang's strength, but the Wei family had been born for war for generations, and their self-repair ability was top-notch, not to mention the other physical skills that Zhai Heng taught him, and 'Soul Smoke' was one of them.

The most interesting thing about the physical technique "Poyan" is that it uses one's own blood to increase blood energy, putting the body in a state of excitement and frenzy. The power is unlimited when used, and there is no backlash. As long as the user is not dead, it can only be used twice a day.

But this is unique to Zhai Heng, and only Zhai Heng can get blood if he wants it.

Of course, it's not impossible for others to learn and use it, but the physical requirements and cost of this martial art are also extremely high.

As the only child with the highest endurance in the Wei family, Wei Yang had a blood transfusion when he was five years old. A unique magic array led half of Zhai Heng's blood to Wei Yang, making his blood close to Zhai Heng's, so that he could practice various blood-based physical techniques created by Zhai Heng.

As for the process...Zhenqing witnessed the whole thing, which is something he never wants to recall in his life.

Zhenqing closed his eyes and whispered, "The price he paid to become as powerful as he is today is beyond our imagination."

Gu Yuan didn't say anything either. He knew what Wei Yang went through when he was five years old. Although he was not there, he had heard his father mention it. It was a secret ceremony, and so far only Zhai Yan and others in the entire empire knew about it.

Ling Jie leaned weakly against the tree trunk and smiled, with heartache and pride in his eyes. This was Wei Yang's true strength.

Wei Yang was designated as Zhai Heng's successor when he was born. All the examinations when he was young were to ensure that this child could withstand various trials in the future and inherit Zhai Heng's strongest physical skills and position.

He fell from darkness countless times and got up countless times, just to be worthy of the five words "successor of Zhai Heng".

Zhenqing said softly, "Ayang's position in the team is the main attacker, but that's only in the team. But in fact, the education he received since childhood is an all-round development training. He can be a perfect substitute no matter what position he plays."

Lingjie wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with a handkerchief and said nothing.

Gu Yuan said softly, "He has a lot of physical skills, twice as many as ours. These physical skills include support, wisdom, killing and so on. Among them, support and killing are single systems, and they were created by General Zhai Heng. In addition, the secret ceremony in his childhood allowed him to practice both at the same time."

The journey to the Heaven's Eye allowed Wei Yang to practice the Wei Family's wisdom class, and his strength was greatly improved on the original basis.

"All of Ayang's physical skills are of the killing type, so they are not suitable for sparring with others." Qiu Bieyi said to Si Yan and the others.

"A single-system killing-type physical technique. The reason why it is called a single-system is because this type of physical technique can only reach its maximum burst and attack when it is performed alone. Only when he fights alone can he truly unleash his strength."

Wen Sheng stretched his muscles and stood up: "So teamwork will actually lower his strength, because he has to give up this kind of single-system combat and integrate into us, so he will naturally restrain himself. So on weekdays, whether he is sparring or fighting with us, it can only be regarded as a small fight. He has never really used his full strength."

"Including the time with Colonel Youge?" Jiang Ye took a breath.

"Including." Gu Yuan took Wen Sheng's pulse, then flew to Ling Jie and took his pulse again. He heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that both of them were fine. "He has to hold back to prevent real harm to us."

Killing, killing, is a physical technique that focuses on killing all over, while also using killing as a supplement.

"You have seen it too. With that level of explosion, any one of us would be seriously injured if we threw it in. Moreover, he has not yet tried to superimpose the Nine Killing Formations."

"Superposition?" Mu Yao looked over.

"Yes." Gu Yuan nodded, "You can think of it as the eighty Nine Killing Formations just now superimposed together to attack one person."

Everyone: "......"

"Even if it's the ninth level." Lan Yun said silently.

Zhen Qing smiled, "Even if you don't die, you'll have to peel off a layer of skin."

Qiu Bieyi looked at Wen Sheng and the others: "In fact, you can also do what he has now, but it will be more difficult than him, after all, you don't have the assistance of 'Po Yan'."

"Hey! Wait!" Li Sheng said hurriedly, "He plans to kill his way through the entire nest by himself?"

Everyone then looked at Wei Yang, who was ready to enter the cave and kill like crazy.

The flame of the dagger in the boy's hand became brighter and brighter, almost turning into pure gold. The chain pulled the monsters out one by one and chopped them to death, and the ground was covered with nuclear crystals.

Wen Sheng quickly jumped down, "Brother! Leave two for me!"

“Don’t move, the dark-attributed one! I’ll do it!” Wen Sheng saw Wei Yang pull out a dark-attributed monster and quickly rushed over with a sword flower.

The others also jumped down to help, only Zhenqing and Qiu Bieyi sat on the tree and watched the fun.

At the same time, Qiu Bieyi reached out and took Ling Jie back, "Sit down."

Ling Jie saw that he was fixed in place and said helplessly, "Why can't I go?"

Zhenqing held up his face, and said in a gentle tone with a hint of warning, "Do you still have strength?"

Ling Jie was the one who suffered the most serious backlash among the four of them. It was very likely that there was something wrong with his internal organs, otherwise Wei Yang would not have been so angry that he even used the ninth level of the Nine Killing Formation and "Soul Smoke".

"I..." Lingjie calmed down and sat on the tree trunk opposite Zhenqing without moving.

Lingjie looked at the young man who was killing monsters with his sword in the distance, "Ah Qing, can you tell me..."

"Why don't you go ask him yourself?" Zhenqing interrupted him.

"He won't tell me." Ling Jie lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.

Zhen Qing smiled gently, "If he doesn't want to tell you, I won't tell you either."

"But........"

"Lingjie, that's not a good memory." Zhenqing's smile faded a little, and his blood soothed and released around him, "You can't accept the pain that Ayang endured when he was five years old. He didn't tell you because he naturally didn't want you to be sad."

"What happened?" The boy shed tears and asked him in a sobbing voice, "When he was five years old, he was sent back to his room covered in blood and was in a coma for a whole month! I asked everyone but no one would tell me! Every time I see the scar on his heart, I get scared. Ah Qing, please tell me, please."

Zhenqing was a little at a loss. He looked into Qiu Bieyi's eyes in panic. What should he do?

No one expected this kid to cry!!!

Qiu Bieyi was also somewhat helpless. He didn't know what happened when Wei Yang was five years old, and he hadn't yet reached Zhenqing's side at that time.

Zhenqing reached out and wrapped another layer of blood around him to comfort him, "Lingjie, let's not cry for now, okay?"

"Can you tell me, please? Your Highness..." Lingjie's face looked a bit feminine. When she smiled, she looked like the breeze and bright moon, and when she cried... she looked pitiful, especially her pair of blue and white eyes, which were misty and incredibly beautiful.

Even His Highness had come out. Zhenqing teleported to his side, not knowing whether he should wipe someone's tears, so he just handed him a handkerchief, "No, baby... I..."

Damn, I’m used to calling him that when I’m trying to coax Qiu Bieyi.

Zhenqing's brain froze for a moment and he couldn't think of what to call her. Then, in his confused mind, he accurately recalled the name that Wei Yang had accidentally called him when he was five and nine years old - "Mianmian".

"Do you have a nickname called Mianmian?" Zhenqing immediately spoke up and tried to change the subject.

Lingjie's crying stopped abruptly, her beautiful eyes looked at Zhenqing blankly, and her ears turned red instantly.

Zhenqing was happy, Qiubieyi was also happy, ha! It really is you?

"A Qing...how do you know this..." Lingjie looked at him in confusion.

Zhenqing coughed lightly and successfully changed the subject!

"Wei Yang accidentally called you by this nickname..."

How can this be a nickname! When I was young, I called him that because I was a younger brother, but now I call him that because it’s fun!!!

Wei Yang would never call him like this when he was in bed! Since he returned to Wei Yang's side, except for mumbling this name twice when he fell asleep, he never heard Wei Yang call him like this again!

Lingjie blushed and stammered, "Ah Qing, when did he yell?"

"Ah?" Qiu Bieyi and Zhenqing were confused.

Zhen Qing calculated the time and found out that Wei Yang picked up Ling Jie when he was almost five years old. He kept him like a beautiful girl in a golden house for three years. He also heard from Yu Mi that Wei Yang picked up a cub and brought him back.

He had no interest in these things, and Wei Yang didn't bring it up, so he didn't ask too much. He just heard Wei Yang mention it by accident. During the blood transfusion ceremony when he was five years old, Wei Yang murmured this name. After that, he heard this name when he came out of closed training at the age of nine, but never heard it again after that.

Thinking about it this way, Wei Yang really did hide his spiritual knowledge very well. He grew up with Wei Yang since childhood. When he was five years old, Zhai Yan didn't let him leave the house. After he arrived at the temple, he rarely went out. He only heard Wei Yang call Mianmian and Yingjie twice, so he had never seen that "Mianmian".

Later, when Wei Yang met Ling Jie again, he had long forgotten the name "Mian Mian".

Zhen Qing sighed and looked at the boy over there, "I won't tell you, this is Wei Yang's own private matter."

Ling Jie bit her lip and looked at the boy below, "Ah Qing, how can you tell me?"

Zhenqing didn't expect Lingjie to argue about this. He was a little overwhelmed, but looking at the tears on the boy's pretty face, he had to speak gently.

"Go ask Ayang. If he agrees, I'll pack up the memories and send them to you so you can watch the live version!"

Spiritual interpretation: “….”

Qiu Bieyi: “.........”

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