The prosperous age of blood

Chapter 329 Entering the Fourth Ring
Zhongsen, the central mountain covered by dark clouds, this mountain was named "Royal Mountain" by Wu Mo.

In the highest stone cave room on Wangfu Mountain, Wu Mo sat quietly on his jade couch, beside him, a fox in white plain clothes was smiling charmingly.

"It's been a while since I came back from Beisen. During this time, I just listened to the reports on the movements of the other four forests. I forgot about the vampire named Wengma. Bring me Wengma, I have something to ask him " Wu Mo said lightly, as if he was talking to himself, but even if he was talking to himself, someone would naturally do what he said.

After a while, two ferocious beasts dragged a young man of the blood race who was tightly bound by iron chains into the cave.

"My lord, the urn horse has been brought here."

"Well, you should step back first." Wu Mo looked at the urn horse.

"He is a very strong vampire." Hu Mei got up, walked to the side of the vampire youth, gently raised the chin of the vampire, and said softly: "At the beginning, I tried my best and never got any information from you. , so that the king came forward to interrogate himself, and you are indeed very good to let the king come forward."

"I won't be happy to be praised by a fierce beast." Weng Ma raised his head, his chin was out of the beautiful hand of Hu Mei, and his cold eyes greeted him.

"It does have some backbone, but what's the use of being stubborn when it's about to die?" Hu Mei sighed and returned to Wu Mo's side.

Sitting on the jade couch, Wu Mo's mighty power spread out, forcing De Wengma to kneel down.

"Sometimes I don't understand the thinking of the blood race, because it seems to me that what you do is missing one thing, that is the survival instinct. Driven by the survival instinct, the beast may do anything, which may also be true. It’s the main reason why ferocious beasts are not as good as blood races.” Wu Mo looked at Weng Ma and said, “Now I’ll give you the last choice, and Bank of Communications knows your destination.”

"You don't have to worry about it anymore." Weng Ma's tone was a little weak, and the speed of speaking was very slow. "It has been a long time since I regretted telling where I came from. Although I don't know what you have done to my people, but now, I have decided to use my life to repent."

"Go to hell then."

Wu Mo's eyes were fixed, and the last trace of vitality of the Wengma quietly disappeared, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Before I used words to lure you to tell where you came from, but now you would rather die than tell where you went. But you can know if you don't tell me, but this is the next strategy."

Wu Mo lifted Wengma's body with one hand, and pressed his other hand on his celestial spirit cap, powerful spiritual power poured into Wengma's brain.

"You don't tell me, but I can search your mind with powerful spiritual power, but you will definitely resist when you are alive, so this technique is only useful for the dead, but once the living body dies, the memory in the brain will be shattered. It's hard to find the information I want in the messy and fragmented memory."

"So I say this is the next best thing to do."

Wu Mo searched Weng Ma's mind while talking to himself, while Hu Mei watched with interest, showing her signature smile from time to time.

……

After leaving the Mengji Tribe, Qianqi didn't mention this matter, and Niya didn't say anything. In this woman's heart, Qianqi's image became taller and more powerful. The man in front of him not only possesses great combat strength and firm will, but also possesses terrifying wisdom.

This incident just passed away like an episode, the only thing that Qian Qi could remember was the birth of this little life.

"We're about to enter Beisen Fourth Ring Road." Niya said after Qianqi.

"Four rings."

The word "four rings" reminded Qian Qi of Gu Xuan, the Lord of the Four Rings, that powerful blood marquis. Even now, Qian Qi was not sure of defeating Gu Xuan at that time.

"Perhaps there is no chance to fight back or escape." Thinking of Gu Xuan's strength, Qian Qi said to himself.

After crossing the ring monument and entering the territory of the Fourth Ring, Qianqi and Niya soon encountered the first wave of blood clans.

There were only six people in this group of blood races. When they met Qianqi and Niya, they were obviously taken aback, and then laughed.

"Recently, the more you go to the inner ring, the more uneven it is. Most of the blood races are going to the outer ring, but the two of them are walking in the direction of the inner ring."

"Those who dare to go to the inner ring are either mentally ill and uninformed, or have a mission, and another possibility is that they have enough strength to protect themselves. Do you think they belong to him?"

"I don't know which one it belongs to. I just know that chick suits my taste."

"Brother, tell me what to do."

"What should I do? Make the last vote."

One of the blood clans in this group is tall and dark-skinned. It can be seen that the other five blood clans follow this blood clan as their leader.

Niya sensed the evil gazes of several blood races, and took a few steps closer to Qianqi.

"Well, the six blood clans are all fifth-level marquises, and the dark-skinned guy's blood energy should have already condensed his own blood crystals." Qian Qi was stunned, but he didn't expect that he would encounter a wave of bad luck just after entering the territory of the fourth ring. blood race.

"From their conversation just now, it can be seen that they left the fourth ring because they couldn't bear the turmoil in the inner ring. Such a lineup can't bear it. The fourth ring is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. The forest of death, the further you go, the more Dangerous, as expected. No wonder Xisen Sihuan Lord is so powerful, if he is not strong, it is really difficult to rule the Sihuan."

Qian Qi looked at the six blood clans with malicious intentions in front of him, their voices were quite loud, but Qian Qi pretended not to hear them, and walked forward while thinking.

"Isn't it rude to not even say hello when we meet each other?" said the dark-skinned vampire.

"We don't know each other, why do we say hello?" Qian Qi asked coldly.

"Hey, you're quite aggressive." A blood race in the opposing camp said with a smile.

Qian Qi's gaze turned cold: "I'm in a hurry, so I advise you guys to avoid causing trouble and get out of here as soon as possible."

"What a terrifying look." Looking at Qian Qi's eyes, the dark-skinned blood race couldn't help but tremble, but considering that the other party was only two blood races and there were six people on his side, he regained his confidence.

"I'll give you two options. One, hand over everything on your body; two, ask the woman next to you to apologize to us for your rudeness just now." The dark-skinned vampire said.

"Then I'll give you a choice..." Qian Qi was too lazy to talk nonsense with these guys.

"what?"

"Go to hell!"

After uttering the word "go to die", Qianqi's eyes narrowed, and countless blood-colored ice crystals condensed, and these crystals reflected a radiant brilliance like gems.

In just a moment, five fifth-level marquises were pierced by blood crystals, and only the dark-skinned vampire escaped because of the condensed blood crystals.

"What a horrible guy."

Seeing this, the dark-skinned man immediately turned around and fled. His speed was extremely fast, and he had already escaped several miles away in a single dodge.

A sword light shot up into the sky, and as the sword light went away, a row of giant trees fell to the ground. The dark man who had escaped ten miles away was cut off half of his shoulder by the sword light, spat out a mouthful of blood, and finally managed to escape in pain.

"Brother, do you want to kill him?" Xiao Hei asked aloud.

"Forget it, you can see such trouble-seekers everywhere in the Death Forest, if you can't kill them all, let's go." Qian Qi said lightly, he didn't take this group of vampires seriously.

In the Forest of Death, killing can be seen everywhere. The reason why the word "death" falls here is not because of the harsh environment or the powerful beasts here, but because of the crisis brought by the blood race itself.

For money, for the bloodthirsty nature of the blood race, or even because of a single sentence, it may cause an unprovoked killing.

"The fourth ring is already very close to the inner ring area. The blood races here are very powerful. It is estimated that the fifth-level Marquis gang like that just now can be seen everywhere. We should be more careful next time." Qian Qi said.

"That's right, the fourth ring is like this. I don't know what it's like within the third ring." Niya was a little worried.

Originally, during this period of time, Qianqi and Niya had raised a lot of confidence because of the improvement of their own strength, but now it seems that it is already very difficult for them to reach the Fourth Ring Road with their strength, and if they continue to go down, I am afraid they will encounter even worse There are too many dangers, and they are irreversible dangers with their strength.

"Let's move forward first. If there is no crisis, there will be no opportunity. If there is no pressure, there will be no motivation. Without these killings, we may never stand still." Qianqi said.

Niya savored it carefully for a while, and found it very reasonable, followed and flew in the air with Qian Qifei in the direction of Nakamori.

……

In front of a pile of rocks in the Fourth Ring Road, the dark-skinned man who had been beheaded by Qian Qi gritted his teeth tightly, grinning with his left arm broken to the shoulder.

"Damn, damn..."

The man walked forward while cursing, and when he passed the pile of rocks and came to a giant tree, he shouted loudly: "Brother, brother, save me, save me."

After he shouted, a door suddenly opened on the giant tree, and a burly man walked out of the wooden door. The man had a middle parted head and olive-colored hair.

"Junior Brother Auba, it's you, haven't you already left the Fourth Ring Road?" the man with the split head in the middle asked coldly.

"Senior Brother Li Yan, you have to save me. For the sake of our same sect, I have to avenge my fellow apprentices no matter what." The dark-skinned man named Oba shouted.

"Tell me quickly, what happened?" Li Yan, the head of the middle group, asked coldly with his eyes cold.

So Auba recounted what happened to him with embellishment, and he even explained in detail how his juniors died tragically.

"It's time to kill!" After listening to Auba's description, Li Yan's eyes became even colder, and a murderous aura rose from his body. "At the beginning, there were nearly a hundred fellow disciples who followed me into the Forest of Death, but now there are only seven of us left. It was I who advised you to leave this place of evil. I didn't expect my good intentions to hurt you. I will take this revenge no matter what. Report, go, take me to find that kid."

"En." Oba nodded, with a ferocious expression on his face. "Boy, no matter how powerful you are, if my senior brother steps out this time, you will definitely die."

But when he thought of the sword intent that could still cut him ten miles apart, Auba felt a little fear in his heart.

(End of this chapter)