Three seconds later.
In the human world and the demon world, whether it is the audience or the warriors, there was a dead silence.
I saw the ghost face patting the black magic blood on his cloak and walking towards the Seventh Great Wall.
Behind him was Xiduo, whose head exploded into a ball of mud.
The sky.
Mengchen looked at Xiduo's father and said lightly: "He has a bad temper."
"But it may also be that your price is not high enough."
"In short, unfortunately, your son is dead."
Siqueras stared blankly at the corpse on the ground, his pupils suddenly turned scarlet.
He turned his head suddenly.
Mengchen also suddenly raised his hand and said lightly: "Your brother is not my opponent."
"You want to fight with me?"
"Don't want to die?"
Siqueras took several deep breaths and finally loosened his fist. He saw that the black magic blood overflowed from his palm. That was because he clenched his fist too hard and tore his skin.
Mengchen was too lazy to talk nonsense. Seeing that he had no intention of taking action, he left.
The duel of the Nine Realms cannot be completed in a short time, and every move is devastating!
The Seventh War Zone is too small, so Mengchen does not need to take action!
But at this time, Siquelas looked at Mengchen's back, suddenly grinned, and said: "Xiduo has a sister, who is about the same level as your people."
"It's best not to let them meet!"
Mengchen paused, lowered his head and communicated with Ye An in spirit.
"Xiduo's father threatened you, saying that Xiduo has a sister, who is about the same level, and will kill you if he meets you in the future."
Ye An shook his head and said: "Only one?"
"Not enough."
Hearing this, Mengchen smiled rarely.
He turned to Xiduo's father and said: "My people said that if you want to kill him, you have to give birth to more useful ones than Xiduo."
"One is not enough."
After that, Mengchen left, and did not look at Siquelas who was about to get angry.
He has not been in such a good mood for many years.
Mengchen is really happy!
Others can't imagine how happy he is.
The first reason is that he clearly saw in this battle that Ye An's second talent was very powerful. If it was really infinite, then it would be infinite!
The second is bloodiness!
There are two types of warriors who are of high value to the human race. One is the extremely utilitarian people. In their eyes, human life can be converted into a price.
For example, himself.
The other is the extremely bloody people who don't care about wealth at all, and don't weigh the pros and cons!
As long as they are enemies, they will be killed. They are unreasonable and don't care about the consequences. They are crazy to the extreme. The philosophy of life is just one sentence-if I don't die today, you will die.
Ye An and Li He are like this!
As an extremely utilitarian person, Meng Chen knows very well how rotten people like him are. They are rotten to the bones. They have no soul and no fun. Everything in the world is just a string of numbers.
So he doesn't even like himself, and likes people who are completely opposite to himself.
Then, Meng Chen came to the rooftop and stood beside Li He and asked, "How is it?"
"The future is promising." Li He responded calmly.
"Can't threaten you?"
"What do you think?" Li He asked back.
"That's right." Meng Chen nodded slightly.
It takes time for Ye An to accumulate power. With Li He's speed, Ye An may not even be able to raise his fist, let alone accumulate power.
"How can I describe this talent..." Meng Chen sighed and looked down at Ye An who was walking back to the Great Wall.
The upper limit is extremely high.
The lower limit is extremely low.
The key to everything lies in accumulation!
Success is due to accumulation, and failure is also due to accumulation!
Is there no other function?
The road is under Ye An's feet, and he has to walk it himself.
Meng Chen didn't think about it anymore, and prepared to take Li He away to the First Great Wall to meet Zhang Shimo and the First General.
But when he came to his senses, Li He's figure had disappeared.
"Where did you go?" Meng Chen frowned.
Under the Great Wall.
Ye An's way was blocked by Li He.
The two looked at each other.
Li He had no expression on his face, and his expression was still indifferent.
Ye An frowned. There is a kind of people in this world who are afraid of others just by standing there.
They have experienced thousands of trials and tribulations in their lives. Their spirit is extremely condensed, and they have a sense of dominance and oppression!
Li He is such a person.
He didn't have this feeling last time in the City Lord's Mansion, because Li He didn't look at him at all.
This time, after Li He looked at him straight in the eye, Ye An's heart began to tremble slightly. Anxiety? Excitement? A feeling that cannot be described in words rose up, making his eyes become condensed.
"Is there anything?" Ye An asked, and his voice and expression were not as casual as before, but very serious.
Suddenly, the storage ring in Li He's hand flashed, and a paper ticket emerged.
He threw it out casually, and the paper shot out like a sword, and a slight sonic boom came.
Ye An raised his hand fiercely to take it, and looked down.
"Five Gods Ruins Charge Qualifying Ticket."
The prize is extremely generous, and the competition is about who can go further in the Five Gods Ruins.
This qualification ticket can actually be bought with military merits, and it is not expensive.
But Ye An understood that Li He threw this qualification ticket to him not to give him an opportunity or money, but to recognize him.
He was saying that you are qualified to go to the place on this ticket.
Dare to come?
Ye An chuckled and thought to himself that of course he should go.
He was about to look up and say thank you, but suddenly he was startled.
Li He had disappeared.
At this time, he found that there were two bloodstains on his palm.
This made Ye An even more solemn.
Li He casually threw a piece of paper ticket and it could have such lethality?
It was really terrible.
Finally, Ye An put away the qualification ticket and stepped onto the Great Wall.
At this moment.
On the broad dark yellow wall, many students had disbelief written on their faces.
"Dead?"
"The demons just watched their great genius being killed? No one came out to stop them?"
At this time, an old soldier leaned against the wall and laughed: "Little brat, haven't you heard of it?"
"The Seventh Great Wall is the smallest and is called the graveyard of geniuses."
"You said Xiduo will not die."
"If Ghost Face can really kill him, why not kill him?"
"You said that the other side has strong people, but we don't?"
A student asked in confusion: "Then in the end, isn't it just a matter of whose strong people are stronger?"
The old soldier said leisurely: "The most valuable thing in this world is called credit."
"It is said by the demons that there is a difference between superiority and inferiority, as well as life and death. But in the end, they sent a very powerful person to rescue people, and even killed our genius!"
"This kind of thing, the heavens are watching!"
"As long as the demons do it once, the credit of their race will collapse!"
"No one will talk about business or cooperation with someone who has no credibility."
"You dare to save people and kill people in public today, and you dare to tear up the business contract tomorrow. Isn't that the truth?"
"No one wants to do business with people who are dishonest."
"This will lead to a lot of financial losses."
"And this loss is not just the loss of your race, but will also affect other races."
"After all, in the eyes of us outsiders, the demons are the demons. There are no so many categories. All demons are the same."
"In this way, a key question arises."
"Is life more important or money more important?"
"Unfortunately, the resources in this world are limited. If everyone wants to share a bite of food, they must put the overall situation first."
"So the answer is money is important!"
"After all, your son's life is not my son's life. It's not okay to make me penniless because of your son!"
"But the demons did a good job on this matter."
"Kels died last night."
"Sido died today."
"They didn't cross the red line."
"But don't be happy too soon."
"Similarly, if Ghost Face can't beat the other side today, we won't go to rescue him."
"Everyone can only watch him being beaten to death!"
As soon as the soldier finished speaking, he was slapped on the head and scolded by the squad leader, so he had to lower his head in dismay.
The students present could no longer laugh, and they felt a strong sense of suffocation all over their bodies.
Death is so close to those geniuses?
At this time, Ghost Face came from the front.
But everyone looked up at the fence of the beacon tower. The blue-clothed fairy was leaning lazily. She held the ends of her hair and said to Ghost Face: "Great."
Ghost Face looked up, and he didn't know what the expression under the mask was.
Then he looked at Lin Zhou in the group of students and said, "I have something to tell you."
"Come here."