"Looks like something has happened up ahead... Sure enough, it's better not to mess around with this kind of thing~" After that strong vibration passed, Yu Sheng immediately realized that a certain girl's crow's mouth might have come true...

And to a certain extent, Mo Lan, who understood the jokes of the dead fish-eyed boy, also rolled her eyes at him, and didn't say anything, but silently exploded the heads of a few zombies that were more menacing after the carriage stopped, and changed the magazine without a teacher after the bullets in the gun ran out in a very chic posture, and a sentence silently floated in the heart of the rest of his life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Why are you so skilled? Obviously, the setting should be an ancient style sister paper, right?

“… Since we've stopped, let's go out first. As the carriage stopped, the windows of the carriage, which had only occasionally managed to climb up, were already crowded with a large number of zombies, which made Yu Sheng suddenly feel troubled.

The two of them alone couldn't stop the zombies from pouring into the carriage.

"At times like this, it's dangerous to be in such a small space..."

In fact, in all fairness, the carriage space of this carriage from the Eastern Realm is not narrow, and it can even be said that it is a bit surprising (about thirty square meters), and the rest of my life doubted that such a large carriage could be pulled by the small black and white in front of it at the beginning...

However, if a group of zombies are squeezed in, then the space is extremely limited.

Mo Lan, who heard Yu Sheng's words, also nodded, and slowly retreated towards the car door while shooting wildly with him towards the zombies who were not too many in the carriage at the moment.

After continuing to 'kill' dozens of zombies, the two successfully exited the carriage and quickly locked the door from the outside.

“… How did you guys get out? "Mo Kite, who was constantly wielding a pitch-black scimitar in front of the carriage to 'slaughter' a large number of zombies, preventing them from boarding the carriage, looked a little surprised when he saw the two of them come out, and sped up his own speed, and immediately rushed to Mo Lan's side after quickly cutting all the living creatures around him into several pieces.

"If we don't come out, we're going to have to squeeze into a room with a large number of corpses." Yu Sheng spit out a groan with empty eyes, and then saw the giant zombie that was fighting with the dead-faced boy not far away, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"? What's that? Tyrant?! ”

"It's not the key what it's called," after casually wielding a few knives to clean up the uninteresting trash fish and zombies around him, Ink Kite said coldly, "The key is... It will soon be no longer able to stand in our way. ”

"Yes, that dead face is strong... In other words, Old Man Fu Bo is a 'grandmaster level', what level of martial artists are you two? Yu Sheng looked at the ink owl whose figure had almost turned into a black afterimage, and immediately felt a lot more relieved, so he asked his own question with some curiosity.

"Little Kite and Ah Xiao are both 'acquired' level warriors," because the girl named Mo Kite rushed into the zombie group again while asking questions for the rest of her life, setting off a burst of bloody rain, so Mo Lan, who was idle at the moment and had a slightly boring look on her face, answered for her: "By the way, let's answer your previous question again... In the Eastern Realm, the ranks of warriors are as follows: entry; Day after tomorrow; Innate; Master; Martial Saint; Valkyrie; Broken seven levels... respectively correspond to the foundation of the ascetic; gas refining; Rong Dan; infantic; Crossing the Tribulation; ascending immortals; Enlightenment... It's just that no one of the 'broken' level martial artists or 'enlightenment' level cultivators has reached this level definitively so far, and those two existences are limited to legends..."

“… What a coincidence, the ranks of our supernatural beings are also seven," Yu Sheng spit out a little speechless when he heard this: "It seems that it can just correspond... In other words, the power systems of the Western Realm and the Southern Realm will not be divided into seven levels, right? ”

"You guessed it right." To his surprise, Mo Lan actually nodded...

"But it's not a coincidence... Because according to an ancient document I have read, this world is not divided into 'four realms' from the beginning, but a complete existence... It's just that at a certain period of time, some kind of huge change has occurred in this world, which has led to the creation of the 'Boundary Wall'. ”

"So... Whether it's the 'ability' in your mouth, or the true qi cultivated by a martial artist, or the 'yuan power' cultivated by a cultivator, its essence is just a variety of different forms of 'energy' in this world... The classification of various power systems is only a division of the 'quality' and 'quantity' of the different kinds of energy they possess. ”

Speaking of this, the girl looked at the already confused expression on Yu Sheng's face, and concluded.

"To put it simply, the purpose of the different power systems is to distinguish the level of 'energy' possessed by a particular individual... And the 'energy' of this world is divided into seven levels... This is also the reason why there is a kind of power system that exists in every realm, although there is no conclusive evidence of its existence, but no matter which realm exists, there is its own 'seventh level'. ”

"I have one more question," the blonde dead fish-eyed boy nodded as if he didn't understand, and then immediately raised another question of his own, "You just said that the dead face named Ink Owl is the so-called 'acquired level'... That's the second level of our 'and', right? ”

Mo Lan nodded.

“… Then why is that guy so strong?! At the speed at which he's showing now... Even the third-level physique mutation of the 'strong' level here is estimated to be incomparable! A blonde boy continued to complain with humble eyes.

"Moreover, the combat power of that young lady named Mo Kite doesn't seem to be much weaker than that of the dead-faced classmate... Could it be that the 'warriors' of the Eastern Realm are generally monsters? ”

"Because whether it's Ah Xiao or Xiao Kite, neither of them are ordinary acquired martial artists," a trace of pride and pride surged on Mo Lan's face at the mention of this, "Little Kite is one of the most outstanding acquired martial artists in the Moyou Ancient Kingdom, as for Ah Xiao..."

The pride on the girl's face was even greater... It was as if the person she was boasting about was herself.

"Ah Xiao is recognized as the 'strongest' acquirer-level martial artist in the entire Eastern Realm, and there is no one."

"Ahh Understood," Yu Sheng stared at his unique dead fish eyes, revealing an expression of sudden realization: "In other words, one of those two guys corresponds to 'and the top', and the other is 'and the top'... By the way, since both of them are so powerful, what level are you, Alain? ”

"Hehe... I'm not a martial artist," the girl smiled mysteriously as she heard the boy's question, "I'm not a cultivator either... However, I'm not an ordinary person without self-preservation... If I had to classify myself, I would be like you... You can guess what my 'ability' is~"