Volume 8 Chapter 32 Sudden Hostility

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"Level 17 ......" The gene man opened his eyes, looked at the water stains on his body, and said dissatisfiedly: "Give me a piece of clothing." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Long before he spoke, Fang Mingwei had already sensed it, took out a spare piece of clothing from the identity ring and threw it over.

After all, the two of them have the same heart at the moment, and they are just like one person.

"It's seventeenth." Iverson let out a long sigh and said, "Amazing, really amazing." ā€

Vernon looked at the genetic man, the surprise on his face became stronger and stronger, and he asked uncertainly, "Dual?" ā€

Iverson's eyes immediately widened, the seventeenth level of the single line is already a great thing, but the seventeenth level of the double line......

Fang Mingwei's face was calm, but his eyes were filled with a smile that could not be concealed: "Yes, double series seventeen." ā€

"Incredible, incredible...... Iverson muttered when the Twin Masters had become so worthless.

Vernon finally let out a long sigh and said, "Mingwei, are you going to send him to participate in hand-to-hand slave combat?" ā€

The gene man smiled and said, "Yes, Vernon, do you have any opinions?" ā€

Vernon's brows furrowed, talking to Fang Mingwei in this state, this feeling was really uncomfortable: "Mingwei, the number of people is not enough. ā€

"Oh, how many people are needed?"

"If you're going to take part in the bloodiest hand-to-hand combat, be prepared to die at any moment. Because in a normal competition in a year, more than ten masters will also die. ā€

Fang Mingwei interrupted him with a smile and said, "I understand, one is not enough, so is a hundred enough?" ā€

"A hundred?" Vernon's face changed suddenly, and even his voice changed a little.

"Isn't it enough?" Fang Mingwei thought for a while, and said confidently: "Now you can collect ten drops of Life Water a day, then ten a day, and when you go out, you can take as many as you want." ā€

Vernon and Iverson looked at each other, and the two were completely speechless.

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Time flies, and Fang Mingwei and the others have been in this beast leader's nest for a whole year.

During this time, Iverson went out several times and contacted the outside world on behalf of Fang Mingwei.

The waste recycling plant has officially started operation, and every month Mo Li will restore tens of thousands of remnant beast treasures to their original state, and then Chrissy will take out two-thirds of these beast treasures and keep them, and the third will be distributed to the major families according to the list.

A maximum of 10,000 beast treasures can be restored in a month, which was decided by Fang Mingwei and the others after the research institute. And it is open to the public, which is already the maximum amount they can afford.

In order to prevent the secret from leaking, Fang Mingwei asked Mo Erdong to lead the escort team to the factory in person. With this powerhouse with a body skill as high as level nineteen, he was like a door god blocking there, no matter who it was, he lost the courage to continue exploring.

In addition, Tianpeng Academy was successfully opened, and the first batch of 150,000 students had already been divided up by major families.

The most important course in the academy was undoubtedly the group of top scholars brought by Vernon Sr.

In order to balance the forces of all aspects, Chrissy and the others have been carefully selected, and some places have been allocated to the major families in each subject, but the largest number of them are still those elites from the Earth Alliance.

Like shriveled sponges, these people plunged headlong into the ocean of knowledge, and in all respects showed a strong stamina that was not inferior to that of Newman's students.

Of course, it is because of the relationship between all the elites of the Earth Alliance that these cadets have been concentrated in order to achieve such brilliant results and impress all Newmans.

In the general trend of the universe, the battle between humans and monsters is still endless.

However, at this time, Fang Mingwei had long since stopped worrying about this, because he knew that the monster's offensive seemed to be fierce, but in fact, there would never be any decisive battle such as a national war.

Everything is going very smoothly in the palace, and the manufacturing process of the seventh-stage compressor first-class assembly line has been fully debugged and officially put into production. After the first batch of products came out, the guards on Tianpeng Star carried out a large number of outfits. The overall combat effectiveness has been qualitatively improved.

However, with the expansion of the influence of the regeneration of the beast treasure, more eyes have gradually been placed here.

At this point, Vernon and the others finally decided to start the plan they had originally decided.

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At the top of the Beast Leader's Nest, more than fifty genetic people gathered together in twos and threes, some of them were studying kung fu, some were reading books, and some were meditating and cultivating.

Although their actions are different, they just give people a very harmonious feeling, as if they are one.

Iverson and He Linglong walked up from the next floor, and they searched through these crowds of people with similar temperaments, and shouted, "Fang Mingwei." ā€

In an instant, more than fifty pairs of eyes looked at the three of them at the same time, and more than fifty voices sounded at the same time: "What's the matter?" ā€

Iverson put his hand on his head and whispered, "I knew it would be like this." ā€

The more than 50 genetic people here are all carriers of split consciousness created by Fang Mingwei using the schizophrenic method.

Although Fang Mingwei could collect ten drops of water of life every day, he could not create ten genetic people every day.

Because as the sense of division increased, he found that he was still too optimistic.

Spiritual consciousness is the most important part of the spiritual composition, and it cannot be separated forever without limit. With his current spiritual energy, fifty-two parts is already his limit. It seems that reaching thousands of copies is definitely not as easy as imagined.

Perhaps, when his strength breaks through the limit and reaches level twenty, or higher, it will be possible to realize this wish.

Moreover, with the creation of genetic humans, they also discovered that not all of these genetic humans can successfully activate the hidden powers in their bodies. In addition, even if it is successfully initiated, not everyone will be able to reach the same heights as the first genetic person.

In this year, Fang Mingwei has at least gone through thousands of experiments, but the number of times he can really make a genetic person become a master in one fell swoop is not even one-tenth.

Fang Mingwei and others have studied many times, but they have never been able to find the secret hidden in it.

In desperation, they had to use the stupidest methods and try one by one. As a result, after eliminating the self-destructing ones and those that could not trigger their potential, as well as those whose strength level was less than that of the master after triggering, they finally carefully selected fifty-two bodies.

Of course, when creating these people, he also made extremely subtle adjustments to the appearance of each person, so that the appearance of these people was different. Otherwise, once the exact fifty-two people are created, then as long as they are not idiots, they will know the origin of these people.

The most capable of these genetic people has reached the height of the eighteenth level, but unfortunately, he is not a dual-line master, but only an eighteenth-level master of the physical arts department.

In contrast, it was the first successful genetic person with the strength of the seventeenth level of the dual lineage, and he was the most powerful of them all.

Among the fifty-two people, there are a total of eleven dual-line masters, but among them, only two have reached the seventeenth of the double-lineage.

Of the remaining forty-one people, thirty-nine were masters of physical arts, including one at the eighteenth level, twelve at the seventeenth level, and twenty-seven at the sixteenth level. Coupled with the two pure seventeenth-level spiritual masters, they formed a master-level team with the same consciousness as Fang Mingwei.

Although the strength of this master-level team was obviously inferior to the strength of the hundred escort teams such as Mordon, Fang Mingwei believed that if the two sides really let go. In the case of not using mechas, it is still his own group of genetic people who split their consciousness and control to win more.

As for the reason, it is naturally because of the problem of cooperation.

No matter how long they have been together and how tacit they cooperate, they are still 108,000 miles away from these masters who are connected to their spiritual consciousness.

Being with these people, Fang Mingwei feels like wearing a small crown anytime and anywhere. And the connection between them is clearer than wearing a small crown.

As long as the distance between them is not more than a thousand miles, then it is equivalent to fifty-three pairs of eyes watching, fifty-three pairs of ears listening, and fifty-three brains thinking at the same time.

And what is even more valuable is that these thoughts are clear and neat, and there will be no confusion.

At this point, Fang Mingwei finally deeply realized the power of this split consciousness, he lived for one day, and enjoyed the life of fifty-three people at the same time, whether it was knowledge, experience, etc., it was advancing by leaps and bounds, reaching an incredible level.

The most important thing is that this experience is still constantly rising, and there is no such thing as a limit.

It's no wonder that Patrick introduced this schizophrenia at the very end of the light card as the treasure of the finale. Indeed, once the consciousness is successfully split, the benefits brought to people are not half a star.

It's just that a skill with such a huge benefit naturally requires extremely harsh conditions to practice, even if it is Patrick himself, after reaching the twentieth level of the spiritual department, it took five thousand years, and he only created four split consciousness bodies, he is already powerless.

When he gave this method to Fang Mingwei, he would never have imagined that there was such a person in this world who could split his consciousness into more than fifty parts......

If he had known this, he would never have handed over this technique even if he had killed him.

Iverson's gaze swept across everyone's faces and said, "Mingwei, it's time for us to go back." ā€

One of the genetic people turned his head and asked, "Go back now?" Didn't you say that you have to wait until the next time you have converted the water of life before leaving? ā€

The energy in the Ancestor Lord's pedestal was indeed incomparably huge, and a large amount of faith power was constantly coming from afar, ready to replenish at any time.

It stands to reason that if Fang Mingwei absorbed and refined it alone, even if his speed of ten drops was slightly faster than the speed of accumulation, it would take about ten years before all the power of faith in it could be emptied.

However, once a dual-line initiate accidentally discovered that he who had Fang Mingwei's split consciousness could also absorb and condense the water of life. Although it is impossible to reach the height of ten drops a day like Fang Mingwei, it is still possible to absorb and condense four or five drops a day.

This discovery immediately greatly boosted everyone's morale, so more than 50 people took action together. However, after the experiment, only the gene people of the spiritual system and the gene people of the dual line of initiates can absorb and condense it, while the gene people of the thirty-nine individual art system can only stare at each other with wide eyes, watching the excitement with Vernon and the others.

But even then, the speed of absorption was a full five times faster.

It's a pity that the inventory in a statue of an ancestor, where can so many people be drawn together, just over a month, and there is not much faith left in it.

At this time, Fang Mingwei and the others didn't dare to continue to be impulsive, because they were also afraid that once the power of this belief was exhausted, then the entire beast leader's nest would be unable to maintain it.

In the end, Fang Mingwei and the others already had thousands of eaux-de-vie in their hands. And every two months, they would absorb it en masse, draining the refilled power of faith to the point where it could keep the beast leader's nest running.

However, in the world of genetic people, I am afraid that only this beast leader's nest can produce so much faith power at such a fast speed, after all, the recovery speed of faith power here is a hundred times faster than that of Link Beast Leader!

So at this moment, hearing the news that he was going back soon, Fang Mingwei was a little reluctant.

"No way, Vernon has already been contacted outside, and he told us to get there as soon as possible." Iverson urged: "A hundred days later, it will be our first battle, and now we are rushing, time is already very tight." ā€

"Don't be afraid, we can use Moli."

"Oh my God." Iverson said helplessly: "I don't plan to expose Mo Li to everyone's sight, so we have to take the spaceship." ā€

"Okay." A soft sound came from the big dark hole on the altar, and a black shadow flashed, and Fang Mingwei jumped out of the hole and came to Iverson.

Glancing at He Linglong, Fang Mingwei suddenly smiled and said, "Linglong, Vernon is really not wrong, within a year, you really broke through." ā€

He Linglong smiled euphemistically and said, "It's still not as good as you, isn't it?" ā€

Iverson waved his hand and said, "Linglong, you can compare with anyone, just don't compare with him." His expression was solemn and serious: "This is my advice, I hope you can keep it in mind." ā€

Fang Mingwei glanced at Iverson dissatisfied, and his eyes were suddenly full of heavy coercion.

Iverson's face changed slightly, and he exclaimed, "No, how can your spiritual power ......?"

"Hmph, Iverson, do you think I'll be doing nothing after a few months of being alone?" Fang Mingwei said disdainfully: "My spiritual strength is the same as yours." ā€

Iverson suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Alas, sure enough! ā€

"What?" Fang Mingwei asked in surprise.

Iverson said with a smile: "Sure enough, you are the most perverted." ā€

"Okay, you dare to scold me, don't leave and eat his ......"

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In Tianpengxing's Beast Treasure Regeneration Factory, hundreds of robots follow certain procedures to execute fixed orders here.

Except for a few people such as Chriss, no living person could enter this room, otherwise they would have destroyed the place at once, leaving no trace for people to study.

But at this moment, there was suddenly an incomparably huge red ball in the center of the factory.

Subsequently, more than 50 people came out. Fortunately, this room has hundreds of square meters of space, otherwise it may not be enough.

Fang Mingwei waved his hand, Mo Li's body rolled up, and he sucked all the remnant beast treasures in one of the corners into his body, and then opened the passage and went to the red cloud to absorb energy.

Fang Mingwei's gaze swept away, and when his mind turned, the fifty-two split consciousnesses behind him had already received his thoughts.

Suddenly, the faces of these fifty-two people were lifted, and the smiles on their faces were all retracted, and they were replaced with gloomy expressions.

Iverson was startled and asked, "Mingwei, what are you going to do here?" ā€

Fang Mingwei smiled dumbly and said, "Iverson, let's go out this time to participate in hand-to-hand slave combat." ā€

"yes."

"Do you think they looked like slaves just now?"

Iverson shook his head and smiled, "Wouldn't it be too early to let them pretend to be slaves now." ā€

"It's not early." Fang Mingwei said solemnly: "Temporary cramming, but it is easy to be seen by others." ā€

Pushing open the door of the inner room, everyone followed the automatic passage and finally walked out of the heavily guarded recycling factory.

At the exit of the factory, there are more than five masters waiting at all times, and these people are naturally Mordon's men. When they saw Fang Mingwei, there was finally a look of relief in their eyes.

They were Patrick's devout followers and were ordered by him to keep Fang Mingwei safe. But Fang Mingwei disappeared for a whole year.

Although they guarded the factory here, they never forgot their real mission.

One of the guards spoke a few words to the pager on his wrist, but in a few seconds, a dark shadow appeared silently in the distance.

The speed of this black shadow was extremely fast, and it was almost at the exit of the gate almost the moment it appeared.

And what was even more surprising was that he didn't make any sound, as if he was standing in this place.

"Mordon, what a kung fu." Fang Mingwei praised.

If he uses a one-hit technique, then he can definitely be faster and more explosive than Mordon.

However, if you want to be so relaxed and natural, it is not enough.

Although the one-hit technique is powerful, it is only a blow after all, and in terms of staying power and continuity, it cannot be compared with Mo Erdon, a nineteenth-level physical master.

"Master, you've been away for too long." Mordon said calmly.

"Oh, what's the problem?"

"I am commanded to be by your side." Mordon's voice still didn't change, but Fang Mingwei could hear some meaning. However, the only thing that made him happy was that Mordon's tone did not have the slightest hint of coercion or unhappiness, but completely smacked of pleading.

With a nineteenth-level physical arts master, he would put down his body and ask for people like this, except for using religious beliefs, I am afraid that there is no other way to make him so willing to whisper.

Fang Mingwei puffed out his cheeks, made a funny expression, and said, "Okay, I promise you, I won't let you leave me for so long in the future." ā€

"Thank you......"

Mordon lowered his head, and the gratitude that came from his heart could be heard in his voice.

Fang Mingwei glanced sideways at Iverson, and the two of them were amazed in their hearts at the same time, being able to cultivate such a loyal subordinate, that Mr. Patrick was definitely an extremely terrifying guy.

"Mordon, take all your ...... No, it's important here, keep ten people, well, I'll leave one too, and then the ten people you leave behind will be completely under the command of my subordinate, and continue to guard this place in the future. ā€

"Yes."

Mordon was extremely fast, and in just a few minutes, ten team members had already been designated, and Fang Mingwei had also randomly designated one of the fifty-two genetic people behind him.

With such eleven master-level masters guarding here, under normal circumstances, it can be regarded as impregnable.

With a group of people and horses, he returned to the Prince's Mansion in a majestic manner, looking at the group of people behind him, Fang Mingwei suddenly found that such a powerful force had been condensed around him.

Ninety guards led by Mordon, and fifty-one genetic people with at least master-level abilities. Even if it is Emperor Kaiyue, who is guarded by the black-clothed master team, I am afraid that it is nothing more than that.

The news of Fang Mingwei's return to the Prince's Mansion spread as quickly as wings.

Just like the last time, everyone gathered in unison. Of course, this time also included the Titan generals who enjoyed the benefits of the beast treasure in Tianpeng Star and the representatives of the major families in the Six-Six Alliance.

Fang Mingwei spent a whole day dealing with them, and at this moment his attitude had changed slightly from the last time, perhaps because with the strength of his strength, his confidence had a tendency to expand, and gradually, even when facing the Kaiyue Empire and the Six-Six Alliance, his attitude began to harden.

However, on the other hand, the Titan General and those representatives of the Six-Six Alliance controlled their emotions very well, so that they would not get along with each other in an embarrassing situation.

After sending them away, Fang Mingwei reunited with his family for a few days, leaving behind ten more guards and a genetic person.

With the protection of these new forces, even if a monster or some force comes to the door, the Prince's Mansion can ensure that the most important personnel are evacuated safely.

In the end, Fang Mingwei took eighty escorts and fifty genetic people, and went to the Kaiyue Empire with the Titan General.

In addition to the three voyages of Tianpeng Star, two fixed jump points have been established.

One of these two fixed jump points leads to Ishkar to the Six-Six Alliance, and the other leads to the Cane Empire. The latter jump, in particular, has been established for less than a year, but has already formed a very lively waterway.

The ship travels through the jump points, bringing the two places close to each other as close as tissue paper.

It was precisely because of this passage that when Fang Mingwei came to the capital of the Kaiyue Empire again, it was only seven days that had passed.

When the spacecraft stopped at Kaiyue Capital Star, Fang Mingwei not only saw Vernon, who was the first to go out to contact related matters, but also saw Master Benfica.

And at this moment, the Benfica master is full of energy, and a pair of eyes flashes with a moving luster from time to time.

Fang Mingwei was surprised when he saw it, among all the masters, Master Benfica was undoubtedly the most low-key person. If they had met before, it would be difficult for anyone to believe that this old immortal was one of the most famous powerhouses in the Kaiyue Empire.

But at this moment, the Benfica master, who was standing side by side with Vernon, talking and laughing, was like a young man full of vitality and passion, and even the wrinkles on his face became wrinkled and shiny in the current situation.

Fang Mingwei looked up at the sky, and then looked down, convinced that he had not seen the wrong person. Later, he found that the Titan General beside him was also incredible.

Obviously, no matter who it is, as long as it is someone who knows the Benfica master before, it will definitely be affected by it when they see it now.

When Vernon saw Fang Mingwei coming out, he immediately ran up with exaggerated enthusiasm and gave him a big hug.

Fang Mingwei's eyes were almost bulging, when did old Vernon become so enthusiastic?

Master Benfica and others then arrived, and behind him, there were also his old friend Prince Bloomington and more than a dozen strong men dressed in black.

Fang Mingwei, the origin of these people, already knows that they are the elite elements that the Newman royal family has spent countless efforts to cultivate. Among them, even the worst cultivation has the strength of the sixteenth level.

If it was before, the place where these black masters appeared in droves must have been the most eye-catching.

But it took them by surprise.

As Fang Mingwei stepped off the spaceship, one after another people who were also dressed in black stepped off the spaceship, each of them faintly exuding a strong momentum.

Although this momentum is only indifferent and restrained, it is enough to shock those who have a heart.

Prince Bloomington and Master Benfica's faces changed slightly, although they had already known through the report of the Titan General that there was suddenly a group of super masters around Fang Mingwei, and they were also a group of master-level masters who were desperate for him, obeyed his orders, and had unfathomable origins.

But when these people really came to the front, they still showed a huge pressure that was far beyond expectations.

There was no coy gesture, but the performance of these men in black was to unknowingly suppress the master troops of the men in black that they had specially mobilized.

If you look at the clothes alone, there are black clothes and pants on both sides, which seems to be from the same system. But Prince Bloomington and the others knew that they had no relationship with each other.

When the eighty men in black stepped off the spaceship, a full fifty men in white clothes and pants with different appearances appeared in people's eyes again.

The clothes of these people formed a sharp black and white contrast with the black-clothed man in front, but to the surprise of Prince Fixington and the others, from their bodies, they actually found a very similar temperament, as if they were fifty people walking together, but they felt like one person.

This extremely strange feeling made everyone's hearts faintly chill.

In particular, those masters with master-level strength know that these people must be extremely good at fighting together, and with their kind of methods that are trained to be very similar to their own temperament, they know what kind of terrifying power these people will form once they join forces to attack.

Prince Bloomington and Master Benfica looked at the Titan General at the same time, although they had received news of the convoy, but they did not know from which place these white-clothed masters had come from.

The Titan General saw the two of them in their gaze and made a helpless gesture. To be honest, since Fang Mingwei came back from the beast leader, the strength of his subordinates seems to have changed three times in a day, which has already made everyone feel overwhelmed. And those master-level masters are even more strange, and when they come, there is no warning at all.

Although they all knew that Fang Mingwei must have left a hand on the beast treasure, but with such a little time, even if he used more beast treasures, he would not be able to create so many masters!

And more importantly, the quality of the group of masters under Fang Mingwei is even more incredible, there are more than seventeenth-level or seventeenth-level ones than sixteenth-level ones, which is simply incredible......

Prince Bloomington did not wait for Fang Mingwei in the same place as before, but walked forward quickly behind Vernon, showed the most amicable smile, and said, "Master Fang, welcome to Kaiyue. ā€

"Your Royal Highness, it is a great honor for you to come to greet you in person." Fang Mingwei was playing Tai Chi with him, this push kung fu has been tested during this time, although it is not as perfect as it is, but at least it has entered the house.

Fang Mingwei's gaze turned around on Master Benfica and the others, and he was extremely surprised in his heart.

Today's Prince Bloomington and Master Benfica are much more polite than before.

This is not a superficial politeness, but a manifestation that comes from the heart. It seems that in their eyes, Fang Mingwei is no longer a prince in a subordinate country, but a big man with absolute strength who can be on an equal footing with them.

One of the most obvious manifestations is that Prince Fixington and others were able to come in person and walk not far under the spacecraft to greet them, which is an exceptional treatment.

Don't underestimate the distance of tens of meters, but this distance is enough to explain a lot of problems.

In fact, as Fang Mingwei's strength has become stronger and stronger, his status in many countries has improved significantly. In addition, Vernon unexpectedly recruited a large group of top scholars to start classes at Tianpeng Academy this time, which immediately alarmed everyone in the Kaiyue Empire and the Six-Six Alliance.

Especially after knowing the courses started by these scholars, the top level of these two countries is simply a monstrous wave.

Of course, those scholars didn't care so much, they just fulfilled their duties and taught some of the most basic things to some of the students.

Although it is only the most basic things, in the eyes of all countries, it is already quite valuable.

The first thought of these countries is to do whatever it takes to kidnap these scholars to their own countries. However, when they found out the true identities of these people, they invariably dispelled this idea.

Let them exert their residual heat on the bright side and teach some basic things, and the motherland of others will not care. But if they are kidnapped......

Just thinking about that consequence is enough to make everyone feel creepy.

It is thanks to the blessings of these scholars that Fang Mingwei can enjoy the treatment equivalent to the top leader of a seventh-level civilized country here.

Fang Mingwei talked with them for a while, glanced at Old Vernon again, and secretly extended a thumbs up to him.

Old Vernon smiled with a hint of smugness in his eyes.

When Old Vernon left the Beast Leader's Lair, he was still a dual-line seventeenth-level master, and although he had reached the peak of seventeenth, he was still a step short of eighteenth.

But now, when Fang Mingwei's spiritual strength reached the eighteenth level, he still couldn't see through Old Vernon's true cultivation.

The current Fang Mingwei is not the kid who doesn't know anything before he has gone to the beast realm, and at this moment, his understanding of the dual-line initiates is no longer below anyone. And he still couldn't see through Old Vernon's cultivation level, so he only explained one thing, that is, his cultivation had also reached level eighteen.

"Vernon, monophyletic or bilineal?" Fang Mingwei asked secretly, and his voice was bundled into a thin line, which directly reached Vernon's ears.

The corners of Vernon's mouth twitched slightly, and his lips moved, although there was no sound, Fang Mingwei had already seen that his lips were clearly in the shape of a "double" character.

I sighed in my heart, this water of life is really a magical treasure.

However, the role of this treasure in each person seems to be very different.

The same two drops of water of life were put on his body, and the effect was minimal, and when they were placed on He Linglong and Iverson's bodies, it was not obvious. But in this old Vernon, it seems to be like a divine help, and it has achieved an incredible effect.

Starting from the sixteenth of the double lineage, it is only one year, and it has reached the realm of the eighteenth of the double lineage, which is too appalling in any way.

Is there any special condition that is needed to bring out the maximum effect when taking the eaux-de-vie?

A vague thought came to his mind, and in his mind, he seemed to see a glimmer of bright dawn in a cloud of mist, but this light lingered around him, and no one could catch its whereabouts.

The corners of Fang Mingwei's eyes twitched slightly, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, he had such a feeling, as if he was about to comprehend the mystery.

If he could really comprehend the mystery, it would be difficult for him to use the water of life in the future, and he would be able to exert the maximum effect like Vernon.

However, just as Fang Mingwei was about to catch this white light, a figure suddenly flashed from behind him, blocking him.

At the same time, a powerful momentum rose into the sky, enveloping everyone in an instant.

Fang Mingwei shuddered, all his thoughts were immediately recycled, he shouted in his heart that it was a pity, just now by chance, he had already touched the corner of the final answer, but this sudden change disrupted all his inspiration, and then he wanted to find the key in a flash of inspiration, and he didn't know what year and month he would have to wait.

He looked up in annoyance, trying to see which bastard had disrupted his thoughts.

You must know that this situation is extremely rare, and once you grasp the key to it, it will play a great role in promoting his future development.

If the secret of why Vernon was able to progress so quickly after taking two drops of eaux-de-vie, then the strength of his men ......

It's heartwarming to think about.

He raised his head hatefully, and at first glance he saw a familiar figure in front of him. The resentment in his heart disappeared immediately, for he recognized that this man was none other than Mordon.

As the head of all the master masters of the escort team, his task is to guard Fang Mingwei's personal safety.

In this case, it is natural that it cannot be untargeted.

His vigilant eyes looked in all directions, but he didn't find anything abnormal, but vaguely, a trace of discomfort surged in his heart, as if someone was snooping in the distance.

Vernon took a deep breath, his hands tapped in one direction, Fang Mingwei immediately knew that he also sensed it.

As soon as he turned his gaze, there was a flower in front of him, and Mordon disappeared in that direction like lightning.

It's so fast......

This is a common thought in the hearts of all those who can sense Mordon's action.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

With a series of loud noises, between several buildings in that direction, large human-shaped holes appeared almost simultaneously.

Countless exclamations came from afar, mixed with the angry scolding of men and the screams of women's surnames, and it was quite a bit of an apocalyptic scene.

Fang Mingwei, Bloomington and the others looked at each other, no one thought that this gentleman would be so direct!

Reluctantly twitching the corners of his mouth, Fang Mingwei squeezed out a smile and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm a servant...... He's, well, that, he's more bold......"

Prince Filmington also smiled and said, "Master Fang, we understand. ā€

As soon as he waved his hand, his subordinates, who naturally understood his intentions, ran to deal with this aspect of the problem.

Fang Mingwei wiped the cold sweat on his head at this time, bringing these people here in Mordon, God knows if it was the right choice.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "What just happened?" ā€

Vernon's gaze glanced in that direction and said, "Someone was spying on you just now, and they were hostile. ā€

Benfica and the others' faces changed slightly, but Vernon didn't lower his voice, so they could all hear it clearly.

To be honest, they didn't realize what had just happened, and they were all puzzled by Mordon's sudden departure.

But after listening to Vernon's words, they realized that someone had been hostile to Fang Mingwei in the distance just now, and used some means to snoop, so it caused Mordon to attack.

Looking at Vernon, the faces of the Kaiyue Empire changed slightly.

The only explanation for being able to detect this before them was that Vernon and Mordon were above them, and far above them, so they were able to detect someone snooping on them without them being aware of it.

As for Vernon's strength, the Benfica masters are well aware of this time, but this Mordon is also very strong......

When these people looked at Fang Mingwei, there were some different things again.

Fang Mingwei didn't know what these people thought, he said in surprise: "Someone snooping? Why didn't I notice it? ā€

Vernon glanced at him dissatisfied, and said, "What were you thinking about just now?" ā€

Fang Mingwei's old face suddenly turned red, he had just had an idea, and entered an extremely mysterious realm, all his essence and spirit were concentrated on one point, thinking about the problem that had plagued him for a whole year.

If it weren't for Mordon's sudden emotive of power, he wouldn't have been awakened at all.

And, according to Vernon, the snooping man was nothing more than hostile. Although hostility and murderous spirit are both unfriendly messages, the difference between them cannot be explained.

So Fang Mingwei was not awakened, and it was a matter of course.

"You can't be thinking about women, are you?" Vernon was very surprised by Fang Mingwei's expression, glanced at the back, and said, "Is it Linglong?" She's a good girl. ā€

Fang Mingwei was immediately angry.

Prince Bloomington suddenly waved his hand and said to the many black-clothed masters behind him, "There are enemies there, go and capture them." ā€

"No need." Vernon said indifferently.

"Why?" Prince Bloomington asked.

"That person's cultivation is very high, and it's not something they can deal with."

The faces of the dozen or so black-clothed masters behind them suddenly showed a look of displeasure, but they glanced at Vernon, and none of them came forward to refute.

Fang Mingwei's eyes widened in surprise, when did Vernon have such great prestige in the hearts of these people?

Suddenly, there was a loud thunderous sound in the distance.

The faces of Bloomington and the others immediately changed color, and they all knew that it was Mordon who had chased the enemy, and a fierce battle was taking place between the two sides.

Fang Mingwei was also stunned, he raised his head and asked uncertainly, "Vernon, this is Mordon's breath." ā€

"yes."

"It seems that he has a very lively fight with others."

"That's right."

"But ......" Fang Mingwei's face was extremely strange, and he said slowly: "What kind of person can make Mo Erdong fight so hard?" ā€

Vernon was stunned for a moment, of course he knew Mordon's strength, he was a nineteenth-level peak physical master.

And just now, Mordon was the first person to discover the snooping, which showed that his cultivation was worthy of being the highest person in the audience, and even Vernon, who had just entered the eighteenth level of the dual lineage, was even worse when he didn't use the one-hit technique.

It's really a bit strange that such a powerful character can't solve each other quickly.

"Check it out." Fang Mingwei said excitedly.

Being able to see such a strong master in battle is an irresistible temptation for any master.

"Okay."

Fang Mingwei and Vernon smiled slightly at Prince Bloomington, and as soon as their bodies moved, they were already rushing out left and right.

Behind them, a series of exclamations and shouts suddenly erupted, and more than a hundred black and white figures brought a whirlwind and rushed in that direction.

Only Iverson, He Linglong and two genetic people with pure spiritual power were left here to stare at Benfica and the others and look at each other speechlessly.

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Internal strength and spiritual power instantly formed a delicate balance in the body, and the thirty-nine nodes in the body ignited in a fraction of a second.

His feet seemed to be filled with endless power, and his body was like an engine with the most powerful power, and he instantly flew a great distance.

The year spent in the Beast Leader's Lair was not in vain, except that the spiritual power had condensed the Water of Life many times and reached the eighteenth level. His physical abilities have also increased, and now the nodes in his body have expanded by two, reaching as many as thirty-nine.

The more nodes there are, the more difficult it is to build, and being able to build two in a year is already a great achievement.

Of course, if it is compared with Vernon's perverted speed, it is a small thing, and Lu Ban has a big axe in front of him, and he can't do it himself.

And this is also the biggest reason why Fang Mingwei is very eager to know the key.

Every inch of muscle in the body, every bone, and even every cell was controlled by Fang Mingwei's eighteenth-level spiritual power.

His speed was at full speed, and every ounce of power was used to make a reasonable use of it to advance forward.

The node lit up and went off in his body, and after the instantaneous eruption, he took a break and continued to erupt.

The moment his feet hit the ground was the moment when the one-hit technique was powerful. Similarly, when his body falls downward, it is also the time when the nodes in his body are extinguished and relaxed.

Such a relaxation has brought his potential into full play to the greatest extent.

The one-hit technique really couldn't last, and if it was kept running at high speed, then Fang Mingwei would definitely not be able to hold on for too long. However, in the Beast Lord's Lair, he consulted Vernon about this, and was given such a workaround.

It's just that if you want to control your energy to such a subtle realm, then your spiritual power needs to reach at least level eighteen or above before you can barely do it.

Now Fang Mingwei is using this special skill for the first time, although at the beginning, he was a little nervous and rusty, but after only a few minutes, he let go of his mind and quickly became proficient in technical movements.

His speed was getting faster and faster, and by the time he had surpassed Mordon's limit.

However, the energy in his body was also rapidly consumed, and the feeling of extreme burning made him extremely excited and excited.

"It's almost ......"

A gentle sentence pierced Fang Mingwei's ear like a sharp arrow, pulling him out of that extreme pleasure.

Fang Mingwei turned his head in surprise, and the sense of balance in his body immediately began to dissipate, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

I saw Vernon with a serious expression, unhurriedly following behind him, his eyes fixed on the front, but he seemed to be at ease.

Fang Mingwei immediately knew that Old Vernon did not do his best in the rush just now, but kept a hand.

He sighed in his heart, the double-line eighteenth is really more powerful than the single-line eighteen!

The next moment, his heart began to grit his teeth again, if it wasn't for the sudden appearance of that strange enemy, which caused Mordon to wake up with a strong momentum, then he might have been able to figure out why Vernon was able to progress so quickly with the help of the water of life.

But it was because of that damn guy that he fell short at the last minute.

Looking at Old Vernon's current cultivation, Fang Mingwei was simply crazy with jealousy, and naturally he didn't have a good impression of the person who stirred up the situation in his heart.

Although he didn't hate him, he didn't care about killing him to vent his anger.

Taking a deep breath, the one-hit technique was cast again, Fang Mingwei's speed soared again, and finally came to the place where Mordong and the man were fighting.

I don't know if Mordon and the man did it on purpose, or if they did it unintentionally.

In short, at this moment, the two of them had left the densely populated urban area far away and came to a deserted forest.

The more technologically advanced the planet, the more people pursue the quality of life.

Dense forest coverage is the goal pursued by people on every planet, and Mickey is the capital star of the Kaiyue Empire, so naturally he will not lag behind people in this regard.

So ten miles away from the city, there is a dense primeval forest, and the trees in it are intertwined and stretch for more than ten miles.

It's not the best battleground, but it's still much better than in the downtown area.

At this moment, Mordon and a man who was also dressed in black were fighting each other, and the fight was inseparable.

Around them, needless to say, the broken branches and fallen leaves, even the big trees that the three of them hugged together have become the fish of the city, with a radius of hundreds of meters, and they have basically been completely swept away.

The two people in the field were bare-handed, and they didn't take out their mecha to fight. But every punch and kick they throw contains nearly infinite power. The aftermath spread, and the surroundings were as devastating as if they had been hit by a tornado.

Fang Mingwei gasped and asked, "Vernon, are you sure they are humans, not the beast god warriors in the beast territory?" ā€

Vernon said coldly: "The Beast God Warrior does not have such a small size, and it is impossible to have that much power. ā€

Fang Mingwei nodded slightly, he could naturally see that although the two of them were playing lively, they obviously didn't show their real skills, and such actions could only be described as warm-ups.

But even so, the power they showed was no less powerful than the beast god warriors in the beast domain, and they were simply two miniature versions of humanoid mechas.

"I can't imagine that human beings can also exert such great power." Fang Mingwei said with infinite emotion: "Level 19 is indeed not a level that normal people can achieve, I don't think even if you wear a top-level mecha, you may not be able to beat them." ā€

Vernon grimaced, smiled incomprehensibly, and didn't answer.

"Vernon, you are now a two-line eighteen, can you break through to nineteen in the future?" Fang Mingwei asked suddenly.

Vernon's eyebrows were raised, his thin body was unexpectedly infinitely imposing, and he said without hesitation, "Definitely...... Yes. ā€

Fang Mingwei looked at his expression, and his heart moved again, as if something was about to be caught, but after a while, it disappeared completely.

He looked at the two people in the audience angrily and asked, "What now?" ā€

Vernon smiled and said, "What do you say?" ā€

"Well, are we joining the warband? Or do you sit idly by? ā€

"How about a quick fix?"

"But......" Fang Mingwei hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't we care about our identity?" ā€

"Identity?" Vernon sneered and said, "Do you think Mordon and I still need some noble status?" ā€

Fang Mingwei was stunned, and suddenly his eyes flickered, Vernon had already joined the battle group.

Then, in front of him, there was an earth-shattering but extremely indignant roar.

Fang Mingwei shook his head slightly, and muttered in his mouth: "Crazy, crazy, with three to one, we have lost our identity as a master." ā€

He kept talking, but his movements were not slow at all, and his internal strength and spiritual strength instantly reached their peak, and he struck at the back of the head of the man in black who had never been alive like teeth and claws.

(To be continued)