"Wow~"

More energy began to surge, and the long bridge began to continue to extend.

"Not enough, more more!"

"Not enough, far from enough, come again!"

"Not ...... enough"

Every once in a while, Wang Peng would shout excitedly, and at this moment, the long bridge of qi he built with his own hands still seemed to have no hope of crossing the chaos, but he didn't know how long it had spread.

"Well, on the earths of the secular world, it can definitely become a miracle project for a new generation......

Wang Peng guessed that if it could really be built, it would really be said to be in response to Taizu's words: a bridge flies north and south, and the moat becomes a thoroughfare.

Thinking of this, Wang Peng began to get excited, completely ignoring the long bridge that continued to extend, and for the sake of the new generation of miracle projects, he even deliberately took out part of his strength on the bridge and concave one artistic shape after another.

Well, it is said that there were 544 lions of different shapes carved on the Lugou Bridge back then, so he was not willing to lag behind, so the strength of the concave shape turned into the image of a nine-colored sika deer.

Of course, the energy is formless and colorless, and it is certainly impossible to accurately restore the "nine colors" and "plum blossoms", but it doesn't matter, what he pursues is the artistic conception, which symbolizes beauty and peace, not the color itself.

Wang Peng wanted to use this to tell the distant chaos that he had come with beauty.

Such an idea, coupled with the strong sense of satisfaction brought by personally shaping the great project across the world, further gave Wang Peng a lot of blood.

He didn't care about it, and desperately pulled a huge amount of energy to come over, completely forgetting the fact that the energy was defending the enemy at home.

Wang Peng's body sensed that his demand for qi was extremely strong, and the blood-colored river also surged, setting off waves of earth-shattering waves like a tsunami, and new qi began to be generated.

Because since Da'er's incident, the blood color river has changed a little, so the energy generated by the blood color river is also different from the past.

This group of new new forces is not only a lot more powerful and majestic, but also has a straight line of combat effectiveness, and is also very strong, full of a solemn atmosphere.

Although in terms of strength, it still can't be compared with the power of extreme life to death, but it is different from the previous strength in the body, without any tricks and roundabout tactics, it is very tough to fight to the death.

And compared with the previous energy, the new energy also brought a big difference, that is, it made the power of extreme life and death feel a little surprised and scared.

That's right, it's fear.

Because the new qi is fused with such an inconspicuous bit of blood, but it is precisely because of that blood, when the newly generated qi is killed, the blood qi will explode, and then it can actually consume a trace of the power of life to death.

It is a real wearaway, and there is no possibility of turning from life to death, or from death to life.

Although the power of extreme life and death is still destroying the withering and decaying siege of the city, in order to avoid more consumption, in order to find out the real weakness of the new energy, so in the scope of action, it is obviously much more cautious.

That extremely life-to-death force is no longer so decisive and decisive, but has become a little roundabout, trying to capture some to study, but unfortunately the new energy is a killing, but it is not stupid, so that the other party can't succeed for a while.

Wang Peng, who was very busy, didn't know these things, the long bridge was not completed, but looking at the bridge deck that could not be seen, a sense of accomplishment had arisen.

Wang Peng boasted proudly: "Hehe, I am also from a family of architects, although I have never studied, but I still have that gene in my bones." ”

In order to complete the unparalleled project, Wang Peng constantly mobilized his energy, and in the end, even those who were fighting were arrested.

Not only was the energy in the battle mobilized in a daze, but without knowing it, even the power of extreme life and death was entangled.

But I don't know for what reason, instead of resisting, the force of extreme life and death did not resist, but after coming, it tried its best to cooperate with the same energy.

Maybe it was because he guessed Wang Peng's purpose and thought that if he could connect to that chaos, he would have enough chassis in the future, so he behaved like this.

In other words, it is because he is afraid of new energy, so he wants to penetrate into the enemy, so it will be like this, and it is also very possible.

These spirits are also arrogant enough, since the opponent is willing to help, and they have the heart to help, then they will not refuse, ignore it, and follow Wang Peng's arrangement, doing their own work.

Even if the two sides are mobilized together by chance, the qi people don't mind, if they can't win, they can't win, but they can't die, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Such a strange and harmonious phenomenon, Wang Peng didn't know yet, he only felt that the speed of pumping qi seemed to have slowed down a little, but the effect was much better than before, and the stability and speed of the long bridge extension had obviously improved.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Peng suddenly stopped.

He finally realized that something was wrong.

No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much energy he mustered, the long bridge still couldn't reach the other side and connect with the chaotic chaos.

Wang Peng sensed that there was a kind of estrangement between the two sides, and that estrangement was full of fog, which seemed to be endless, making people despair and sigh.

He knew that everything here was mysterious, so mysterious that it could not be connected by building a long bridge alone, and that it had to be done in a different way.

"Why don't you know your own body at all?" Wang Peng sighed.

"Huh?"

When he was talking to himself, Wang Peng was suddenly surprised again.

His brain gradually cooled down, and he was not as hot as he was just now, and immediately sensed that something else was wrong.

How could he muster so much energy, weren't they all fighting? How could he still have so much energy at his disposal, and besides, in their case, they wouldn't be sent by themselves until the battle was over?

Wang Peng, who didn't realize this before, was shocked at this moment why the qi pumping went so smoothly.

"Yay?!"

Immediately after, Wang Peng was taken aback.

He found that in the part of the long bridge that had been built, there was actually a lot of the power of life and death.

What's going on with this meow?

When did you come here?

Also, why are the spirits so harmonious with each other?

Although the energetic people are still worried about their positions and holding the shelves, but looking at their small appearance with each other at the moment, they almost find a chair to sit down, and then the two sides will drink and talk happily, talk about ideals, and look forward to the years.

Also, why is there a part of the energy that gives him a different feeling?