sweeping the empire every day

If the powerhouse is divided according to level, let's classify No.1 as a tenth-level powerhouse, then in a territory, there is only one tenth-level powerhouse, called the Overlord, but the people under it The ninth-level strong must be greater than one, and the eighth-level strong must also be greater than two, and if there are too many ants to kill elephants, if there are too many eighth-level strong, it is not impossible to kill a ninth-level strong. Judging from the situation when the drum worm died and the world almost changed color, there are not few strong people at the same level. Without strength, they will not rush to fight for hegemony.

It is the law of nature that the strong are respected.

Then, if a group of powerhouses with similar levels are vying for the position of overlord, will it be so easy to decide the winner?

Not will.

If it wants to win the position of the overlord, it must first crush them in terms of strength, and after the death of the only strong man at the top of the pyramid, the strength of the lower levels is similar, so how can it be so easy to decide the winner? ?

So why do they disappear in an instant?

One, a very powerful top player came, such as another drum worm, of course, this possibility is very small;

Second, they decided the winner in this short period of time, of course, this possibility is also very small;

Three, because they had to retreat, they retreated;

Four, they were all killed.

An Qingjue strode over there, his speed was so fast that the people behind him had to run to keep up with him, after a while Cheng Hao spat, "Damn it, is he running or floating? It feels like flying with the wind, is this the buff blessing of the Warlock?"

Professor Li passed by him, snorted coldly, and opened his mouth contemptuously: "I can't even compare to a pharmacist who has no strength to restrain a chicken..."

"Fuck?" Cheng Hao wiped his face and speeded up.

Being looked down upon by a pharmacist?

What a shame! ! !

When An Qingjue arrived, the sky was blue and clear, and there was no sign of the dense spiritual things that he saw this morning. His face was a little more solemn, and Cheng Hao knelt down and cried with joy: "Does this mean that we can gone?"

"Yes, yes! Can we go?!"

"I don't want to come to such a ghostly place in my life!"

"Damn it, I have to leave this ghost place!"

"This ghost place is so fucking scary, are we leaving now?!"

"An Qingjue," Song Changxiu's voice sounded not far away, and he strode towards them. The mercenaries naturally knew the hero of the empire, and they all stared dumbfounded at the living idol walking towards them around.

An Qingjue let go of his mental power. Half a minute later, he opened his eyes, looked at Song Changxiu, and said coldly, "You came here by yourself?"

"No," Song Changxiu said flatly, then added after a pause, "I brought a small team."

"Now you, and your team, take them away," An Qingjue pointed to the group of people behind, and said simply, "Leave me a small airship, and when the time is right, you all leave immediately."

Song Changxiu looked at An Qingjue for a while, then turned his head and said, "Su, take these people, you go back first."

"Regiment leader!" The young man who was called by Song Changxiu called out in disbelief.

"This is an order." Song Changxiu said coldly.

"You go too," An Qingjue's voice was colder than Song Changxiu's, and his cold eyes swept over everyone one by one, "There is no time, I want you all to leave within 5 minutes."

"Very dangerous?" Song Changxiu casually raised the corners of his lips, "Then I won't be able to leave."

Before he finished speaking, he strode to An Qingjue's side, put his strong palm on the top of An Qingjue's head, stroked his hair lightly, and said with a slight smile in his voice, "How can we let us The future star of the empire is struggling alone in danger."

"As a soldier, I have an obligation to ensure your safety."

What Song Changxiu said was so high-sounding, yet so reasonable.

An Qingjue lowered her eyes slightly, and didn't know what she was feeling at this moment. There was a very subtle emotion surging in his heart, including some disgust and some inexplicable things.

No one has ever been with him at a time like this.

He has always been alone, facing danger and disaster directly.

Whether it was when he was the flower demon An Qingjue, or when he was an ordinary human An Qingjue.

He has always played the role of a protector. The memory of being helpless and floating like clouds when he was young is already very blurred. The war between the Flower Demon Clan and You Clan has lasted for too many years. With the experience of being chased and killed, the relationship between An Qingjue and the spirit flower, spirit grass, spirit tree and spirit beast is so good, and it may not be because of this experience when she was a child.

They had protected him.

An Qingjue can no longer remember that long and distant memory. In his memory, he has been a protector from a very early age, a protector who stands in front of everyone and protects all the clansmen who need protection behind him. .

He never thought that one day, there would be a person standing beside him, speaking categorically in seemingly high-sounding language.

Suddenly, An Qingjue's face changed suddenly, and he sternly said: "——Go—Hurry up!!!"

"—Let's go!!" Looking at An Qingjue's appearance, Song Changxiu also shouted sharply, "Hurry up and go!"

Su didn't dare to disobey the commander's intention anymore, the spaceship rose far away and flew towards the sky.

An Qingjue spit out a mouthful of blood!

"An'an—!" Song Changxiu hugged An Qingjue instantly, and his eyes froze for a moment. He found a small bottle of blue medicine from the medicine he carried with him and poured it directly into An Qingjue, then took a handkerchief Wiping the corner of An Qingjue's mouth, the bright red blood made Song Changxiu's eyes darker.

"Tsk," An Qingjue sighed, "Rejuvenation potion? It's a waste of materials. The time for the three-armed grass to be placed at the end was wrong, and the petals of Youxian flower were not crushed. In fact, the most important part of the revival potion is the flower of Youxian flower. Juice, the petals are crushed into juice, and it is a waste of materials to put in the complete petals."

Song Changxiu: "..."

Song Changxiu said indifferently: "Is now the time to talk about this?"

An Qingjue calmly took out two bottles of blue potion from her backpack, threw one bottle to Song Changxiu, poured the other bottle into her mouth, and Song Changxiu took the bottle of potion, the azure blue potion was radiant and eye-catching .

Using Song Changxiu's strength, An Qingjue stood up slowly, fixed her eyes deeply on a certain point in front, and said coldly, "It's no big deal."

"It's just a test," An Qingjue said casually. He moved his wrists, his eyes were deep and far away, "I was wondering just now, but now... it makes sense."

Song Changxiu frowned slightly, An Qingjue said lightly: "It's actually quite interesting."

After all, he hadn't seen You Clan's means for a long time.

The smile on the corner of her lips deepened, and An Qingjue said slowly: "Do you know what is called an illusion?"