Imaginary circle, no matter how many years have passed, the environment here has not changed at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The harsh environment is not only physically affected, but also mentally grinding.

In addition to enduring this endless loneliness, you also have to endure the devastation of the dead silence that pervades this desert all the time.

Yan San walked alone in the desert, although his appearance did not change much, but the temperament on his body became a little thicker, as if he was several years older all of a sudden.

It's been three years since he met Ulquiola, and Yansan has been looking for Vastod as his opponent.

However, his luck seems to have run out at the beginning, not to mention Vastod, not even Yachucas has not encountered a few in the past three years.

But apart from Wastod, the other goods that could be killed with a few knives could not help him in the slightest, so there has been little progress in the transformation of killing intent.

Although there are already basic steps, it is difficult to separate the special spirit son in the killing intent, and it seems that only in the battle will that part of the spirit child become active, otherwise there is no difference in the usual state.

"It's, it's too big. ”

Yan San stopped, opened the kettle hanging from his waist and poured a sip of water, and then glanced at the moon hanging high in the sky a little speechlessly.

"It's been a long time since I've felt the temperature of the sun. ”

Lifting his sleeves and looking at the skin that had become more and more white, the expression on Yan San's face twitched slightly.

'It's been too long since you've been in the sun, so it's getting a little pale? ’

Putting down his sleeves, Yan San sighed helplessly.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have let Ulquiorra go in the first place. ”

Having said that, Yan San knew that he would still make the same choice if he did it again, and now he was just complaining.

"Didn't you get the slightest gain today? ”

Taking out the hourglass he made when he first came to the Void Circle from his pocket, Yan San's mood didn't change much, anyway, he was already used to this kind of situation.

This kind of situation of not encountering a void for a few days is not bad, the longest time, Yan San wandered for a few months before he barely met a seriously injured Killian.

Thanks to him, Yan San found a gathering place for the virtual group.

Although only Yachukas was at the highest level, Yan San still patiently 'played' with them for a few days.

But in the end, he was eliminated by Yan San.

In order to avoid missing the void that may exist around him, one of the things that Yan San must do before resting every day is to spread out the spiritual pressure to perceive the surroundings on a large scale, and if he really doesn't find it, he will camp and rest in place.

Yan San, who originally felt that there was no hope for today, moved his expression slightly after releasing the spirit pressure, and then the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled.

"I don't know what it is, but it's a good harvest. ”

Yan San turned his head to the left and muttered to himself, then accelerated to move towards that side.

Although Yan San didn't see anything from the perspective of perception, a slight fluctuation of spiritual pressure was keenly captured by him.

Since you can sense the fluctuation of spiritual pressure, even if the owner who issued the spiritual pressure is not in that place, it will not be too far away from there, because the residual spiritual pressure cannot last in one place for long.

When he reached the position of the spiritual pressure fluctuation, Yan San knew that the situation was different from what he thought.

Even if he came to him, the spiritual pressure in his perception was still as weak, but it strangely remained the same.

However, Yan San didn't feel strange, the reason why it had been maintained was because there was a spiritual pressure from a distance that continuously replenished it.

And in this case, it is nothing more than someone spreading the spiritual pressure, forming something like an induction enchantment, which is a bit similar to what Yan San did before.

"I thought it was a small shrimp, but I didn't expect it to be a big fish. ”

He hadn't noticed it before he got close, but when he came to this position, Yan San sensed the source of this faint spiritual pressure, a dazzling existence like a flame.

"This spiritual pressure is much stronger than mine, could it be the king of some kind of void circle? ”

Although an unknown existence in the distance may be more powerful than him, Yan San did not have the slightest cowardice to go over there, and his body had automatically entered a fighting state.

When he came to the source, what greeted Yan San's eyes was not that special existence, but two small hills made of dead corpses.

You must know that in the world of the god of death, whether it is the void or the god of death, once it dies, it will eventually be decomposed into a spirit child, and the difference is nothing more than the length of time.

Powerful individuals in life can maintain their form for a longer time after death, and the spirit body will not begin to decompose until the spiritual power in the body is completely dissipated.

But what appeared in front of Yan San's eyes now.

You must know that in the past three years, Yan San has encountered very few voids, and there are only a handful of powerful ones, but now there are so many individuals who are quite strong in the void circle all of a sudden, and the corpses are piled up into two hills like garbage.

And in Yan San's observation, there was not the slightest injury on these virtual bodies, but even so, they were still dead, and the death was unknown.

Therefore, Yan San is even more vigilant to the limit, the previous Ulquiora has a strong Lingzi control, and it is difficult to guarantee what special abilities the existence in front of him will use, and Yan San cannot be careless.

Shifted his attention to the two figures sitting in front of the hill with their backs to him.

The two figures were wearing tattered cloaks, but Yan San would not be paralyzed and careless because of their appearance, and the small one was fine, but on the big one, Yan San rarely felt a long-lost sense of threat.

After observing for a while, the two figures sat there quietly, without communication or movement.

Yan San didn't know what they were doing, since he couldn't see anything, he would understand it through communication, no matter which way, it was okay to fight or talk.

Stepping on the soft sand, although only a slight sound can be heard, it is no different from shouting in the ears for a master.

The two figures with their backs to Yan San turned around and looked at Yan San who was making a sound.

Yan San also focused his gaze on the faces of the two of them, but immediately became a little suspicious.

"Huh. ”

Although the chance of meeting such a strong guy in the imaginary circle is slim, it is not impossible.

But what did Yan San see now, the two of them had the appearance of human beings, but their bodies exuded a spiritual pressure similar to that of the void, and the small one had a helmet like a virtual mask on his head.

(To be continued.) )