"Although I don't know how Xing Zeyuan has golden eyes, people will always burst out of their potential in the face of danger. Xing Zeyuan, who urged the golden eye, was very different from before, he rushed down, this will be the last encounter between him and Ao Seyi!"

The blue light wrapped in gold was like ink that would not dissipate in the water, and at the same time, a burst of bright starlight was as strong as the Milky Way.

Rumble!

The scarlet light collided with the starlight, and Xing Zeyuan stepped forward and brought a column of water to attack down. Aoseyi's red eyes and Xing Zeyuan's golden eyes stared at each other through the violent explosion, and they had pushed their strength to the limit.

"Ahh

The different lights in front of him collided, Osseryi's brain was hot, and his use of the water pillar would cost him four years of life, if he couldn't win, wouldn't he be ashamed to be thrown home?

The platform under his feet is shattered in a circle with Osei as the center, and the strong pressure makes the kilometer platform like broken glass.

Osser's hoarse yell:

"I'm not going to—stop there!"

The violent collision generated a huge amount of heat, causing the water in the water column to evaporate after emitting white smoke, and Osei controlled the water behind Xing Zeyuan to form a water cone and stabbed towards Xing Zeyuan.

Although Xing Zeyuan didn't know why his pupils changed in this way, his body dragged out a golden light, and then moved quickly. In an instant, the punches from all sides made Ao Seyi unable to dodge, and his Bu Wu couldn't keep up with Xing Zeyuan's punching speed.

Rumble!

The water condensed into a sharp water cone suddenly dispersed and rushed into the broken platform, the white smoke was extinguished, and Xing Zeyuan stood on the platform, his eyes slowly returning to their normal color.

Xing Zeyuan put the two girls on the ground, and immediately caught the falling Mo and Luo Tian.

"It seems that this battle is over, and the team that wins the most is the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment!"

When Youyou held him, Xing Zeyuan looked at several people and smiled, but his eyelids were so heavy, he looked in the direction where Ichiro was, looked in the direction where He Nai was, and then came back to Youyou.

Beichen Xihe, who was sitting on the stone pillar, watched the red shield go down, the audience applauded, they didn't expect the final battle to be so shocking, the three-hundred-meter-high water column, the collision of red eyes and golden eyes made them look new.

"You could have ended the fight early, but you have to drag it out until now, do you want to prove yourself so much?"

Beichen Xihe probably knows Xing Zeyuan's thoughts, now most of the reputation of the red shield is supported by poor Ling, although Xing Zeyuan will not be jealous, but he also wants to prove himself, because he is the head of the group!

"It's a bit stupid, but I like it!"

The corners of Beichen Xihe's mouth rose slightly, this battle ended with the first victory of the mercenary group, and the morale of the other mercenary groups soared, it seems that the victory of the mercenary world is inevitable. But what he cares about now is not this kind of small game, but the actions of the world government.

He wants to expose Xing Zeyuan's identity as a dreamer, but he can't let him die here, and in the future, Beichen Xihe will count on him to subvert the world government, so that he can take the opportunity to enter. His plan was about to be completed by a quarter, and Beichen Xihe was extremely excited.

Turning his head and glancing outside the city, the 50,000 troops of the World Government had already arrived, and these people were barely enough!

Beichen Xihe picked up the cup behind him, and the katim coffee placed on the stone pillar was always kept warm by the April sun. Beichen Xi and inexplicably fell into deep thought, and then smiled domineeringly.

"Yuanqing, everything is under control, I won't let the tragedy that happened to you and me happen again!"

The platform of the arena was so hard that it was now dilapidated, and the mercenary community quickly cleaned it up, and after a hurried twenty-minute rest, the battle began again.

The battle was still fierce, but without the shock of the Red Shield and the Blue Ocean.

Backstage at the mercenary's house, everyone is receiving treatment.

"The regiment commander is like this, can he still participate in the future battles as usual?"

"It should be fine!"

In fact, what Qian Ling is most worried about now is not Xing Zeyuan, but Gansuo, although the former is seriously injured, his breath is stable, but Gansuo is different, his breath is impetuous, and his life is in danger at any time.

"Go and rest, I'm here to watch!"

Mo nodded, and the six of them went to watch the other teams' games together after a simple bandage. Xing Zeyuan and Gan Suo were the most seriously injured and were being treated, and although Luo Tian had used the beast pill, he could still simply follow behind these witch doctors. The more time he spent with everyone, the more he knew what they needed when they were hurt.

"Don't use cardiotonics, Brother Gansuo's heart has atrophied, grind the blood-red salvia and the four-body medicinal fruit into powder and make pills. ”

"Blood-red salvia?"

The nurse was a little confused, and was pulled aside before she could ask.

"Don't doubt it, this is the witch physician of the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment, don't you know?"

"I know, but the blood red salvia nourishes the blood and nourishes the body, this man named Gan Suo obviously doesn't live long, if he doesn't use heart boosters, he will die in a month at most, and he still has to participate in the competition, how can he do it now?"

"You don't have to worry about this, just do it!"

The old witch physician was angered by the young nurse, and he angrily walked away, and the nurse had to do so.

Ganso gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Luo Tian sat on the side, watching the old witch physician grind the medicinal herbs.

"No way!"

When the old witch physician was about to use the power of the star cluster to make pills, Luo Tian said:

"The grinding level is not enough, a little more fine. ”

"If the four-body medicinal fruit is ground too much, it will lose its medicinal power, don't you know this?"

"But senior, now that Brother Ganso is delirious and can't move the star cluster, the strength of absorbing the medicinal power will drop significantly, and he will definitely not be able to absorb such particles, so he would rather lose a little medicinal power, otherwise all he will swallow is a gnocchi. ”

"You have a point, why not do it yourself?"

The old witch physician was old and looked inadequate, but he still explained:

This means nothing else. ”

"It's okay, senior!"

Luo Tian was scratched before, and a large piece of ointment was applied to the left side of his face. He is in a wheelchair with weak limbs and is currently unable to move easily.

"I took the battle pill I made myself, and I'm in the period of detachment, so it's really troublesome for my seniors. ”

"You're welcome! I'm older, I forgot about your situation just now. ”

Luo Tian smiled, and the old witch doctor continued to grind, everything was subject to what Luo Tian said. Anyway, he acted according to Luo Tian's instructions, and if something happened, the responsibility was not him.

Qian Ling always stared at Xing Zeyuan and Gan Suo, and since he was distracted, he didn't even notice that Luo Tian came to him.

"Poor?"

"Huh?"

"I'll come here, you go outside to watch the game, and take care of everyone by the way. ”

"Good!"

The emergency center in the gladiatorial arena was fully equipped, and there were two white hospital beds in the screen, and Qian Ling looked at them before leaving.

Watching the game is very important because they don't know these teams, and the text on the information sheet is only the tip of the iceberg of their strength, after all, no one will reveal all their hole cards.

Poor Ling sat down beside Fan Ao.

"Is the head of the regiment alright?"

"It's fine!"

Love makes the girl gentle, Fan Ao grabbed Qianling's hand and leaned all his weight on Qianling's broad shoulders.

The pure black hair continued to enlarge, like the darkness that Xing Zeyuan was facing at this time.

Xing Zeyuan was already surprised by the dark and cold corridor, he sat in place, without the thought of stepping forward. He knew that behind the never-ending darkness ahead was a cage, and Xing Zeyuan's face was flat, as if waiting for that familiar voice to speak.

"You kid, you have a good heart!"

Xing Zeyuan smiled, he felt that more than half an hour had passed, and he finally spoke?

"Because I don't understand a lot of things, I don't dare to speak first. ”

"Then why did you say it?"

Xing Zeyuan had only heard the voice twice, but it always felt familiar, as if he had heard it a long, long time ago.

"Because I feel close to you!"

The shadowy voice laughed horribly, like countless hanging bats flying out of a black, stinking cave and then revealing a mouthful of their fangs before the eyes of a person.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because I was happy, I didn't coax you in vain when I was a child!"

"When you were a child?"

Xing Zeyuan's memory began when he was eleven years old, it was raining heavily, and his brain began to wake up on that day, he had never had a memory before. He also tried his best to remember, but he couldn't remember anything, when he was in school, he always felt that his memory was good because he remembered few things.

"You should have forgotten that you were young then!"

"Who am I?"

"Dream Star Abyss. ”

"No, I mean, wasn't the Dream Clan exterminated by the World Government three hundred years ago?"

"History is written by the victors, and all you know is a lie made up by the world government!"

"What about you?

"Call me Winghand, and if you can, Uncle Sheng!"

Yin Fei's voice was a little strange, but Xing Zeyuan said without hesitation:

"Uncle Tsubasade. ”

"And me!"

A rough voice came into Xing Zeyuan's mind, and there was nothing around him, only a corridor and a one-sided wall.

"Uncle!"

"My name is Shirao!"

"Uncle Whitetail!"

"I haven't seen you yet. ”

"Don't be surprised if you do!"

"No, it won't. ”

Xing Zeyuan felt that he had seen a lot of the world, how could he be afraid? Although the winged hand and the white tail were a little weird, a voice was as dark as an unfathomable abyss, and a voice was as rough as an ancient reckless soul, but it was not a revenant soul of hell! And the revenant soul didn't seem to be anything to be afraid of, he hadn't seen it in the Ten Days Capital, and his Yuan Soul Sword was still sealed with the Zombie King.

But as he floated out of the hallway, his face stiffened in shock. The hallway is surrounded by darkness, and beyond the darkness there is darkness. But slowly, the fog-like darkness dispersed, and although there was no dawn light, everything was still clearly seen by Xing Zeyuan, and he saw a scene he had never seen before for the first time.

The ruins are vast and boundless, strange but familiar. Like a person who has been away from his hometown for decades suddenly returns, everything in his hometown has changed, the pond has become a square, the creek has been converted into a commercial street, and the building area has become taller again. But despite this, those who once belonged here can still find their way home, because the call in the blood never stops!

From ancient times to the present, some people have repeatedly praised the existence of "home", saying that it is a harbor, saying that it is a shelter, in short, praise.

Xing Zeyuan looked around, this was a gray world, and the color they should have had had been washed by time. Countless high-rise buildings have only their foundations left, and the palaces that once burned incense have also been reduced to the ground. At this time, there should be a bleak song to set off this sadness. Xing Zeyuan said calmly:

"Where is this?"

"Your home. ”

"Meng's?"

"Well, this is the remnant of the ruins, where you once lived. But you were too young to have a memory. ”

Xing Zeyuan suddenly saw a huge lava giant foot on the remnants of the ruins, and the huge soles of the feet were flowing with molten lava, bringing high temperatures to make the air sizzle.

Instinctively clenched his fists, the green tendons on them were entangled, his gentle eyes flashed a hint of sharpness, and Xing Zeyuan raised his head proudly, like a warrior about to protect his homeland. But what he saw was an indescribable behemoth!