"That's not something we can do to meddle in."

Qing Yunzi shook his head, pinched the trick in his hand, and cast layers of dense patterns to strengthen and seal the space here.

The original prohibition was completely erased, after all, it was from the hands of the enemy, who knows if there is a back door left, and the loss caused is not beautiful.

"Brother Yan, we will have half of these copper liquids, and all the next harvests will be distributed in the same way!"

With a wave of his hand, Qingyunzi set the division of interests, which seemed quite proud.

Red Sleeves and Tong Bai's eyes trembled slightly, and they looked at each other secretly, but seeing that Qingyunzi had already spoken, it was not good to say more, otherwise it would only make everyone unhappy.

"Such a precious thing......

"Hey, why do you and my brother have to say that? Brother Yan can come to help me without hesitation, this friendship is more precious than anything else."

Qing Yunzi smiled and waved his hand to stop Yan Xing from continuing, turned around and walked out, saying as he walked:

"Besides, the power of transcendence is indeed precious, but they are useless to our holy realm, they belong to the [currency] that flows between the other shores, and what we seek is to exchange these for resources that can help us set foot on the other shore."

"Hahaha, if one day I can get lucky enough to step into the other side, this transcendent power, I won't give it to Brother Yan so easily!"

Laughter echoed in the passage, and several people stepped out of the base, and there were already dense figures standing in the void, waiting respectfully.

"Tongbai, Red Sleeves, you go and make arrangements, spread out the troops, and scavenge the resources of this dark continent as soon as possible, if you still have time......

Qing Yunzi's eyes were cold, and he didn't finish his words, but his meaning was self-evident, this was this piece of cake, which couldn't satisfy his appetite.

"Understood!"

Tong Bai nodded, and then disappeared with the red sleeves, leaving Yan Xing alone in the same place, which was clear that Qing Yunzi had something to say to him alone.

"Brother Yan, you should have guessed the usefulness of the power of detachment, right?"

Qingyunzi's eyes were gloomy, and he said softly.

"Well, to delve into those dangerous forbidden places? I don't know exactly how to do it."

"Hehe, it's actually very simple, it's no secret in the wasteland, and the use of transcendent power is difficult to purify." Qing Yunzi smiled, a mysterious expression.

"After the power of detachment is purified and gathered, it will tend to be stable, and when it becomes a stock, it will be stable enough to be used. Before that, the other side will pour out a [blood weapon] with the essence and blood consciousness, reaching the point where the mind is connected, like flesh and blood, and the strands of transcendent power are very compatible and can be integrated into the blood weapon."

"The original function of the blood visor is different, and the power of detachment will bless it, forming a detachment characteristic, with various magical and mysterious effects, if you encounter the traces of the transcendent in the forbidden place, you can use it to resist."

"Of course, these are all consumables, and the strength depends on the amount of detachment power that is integrated, and the weakest one will be scrapped at one time."

When Yan Xing heard this, Tong Kong's vague contraction was instantaneous, and when he first learned the name of the [Blood Weapon], he subconsciously felt that this kind of thing was a great threat to him.

He knew very well that based on his own personal experience and various information gathering, he learned that the so-called power of detachment was actually a "concept".

One thing descends to one thing, his various talents that violate the law and defy the sky are actually the "concepts" that have been distorted and changed by the "concept editor", and there is nothing to be done about it, because they can only access the power of information under the concept, but if they hold blood weapons......

It is unknown which is stronger or weaker, and how powerful the blood weapon he can resist, at least for the time being, there is no idea of giving it a try.

"Sure enough, the outside world is much more dangerous, and it's not just forbidden places in this wasteland that can threaten my life!"

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and his vigilance increased a lot, and he secretly warned himself to be careful.

"That's right!"

Qing Yunzi suddenly changed his words, as if he had just remembered something important, turned to look sideways at Yan Xing, and asked softly:

"Brother Yan, we've been together for so long, it's a shame to say

I'm sorry, I don't know what race you are."

It seemed unintentional, but Qing Yunzi was dripping in his heart, from the first meeting, he was just judging from Yan Xing's humanoid appearance and familiar power system breath, he was of the same race as them.

I thought it was the cautiousness of the wanderer, so I covered up my breath of life.

But now that they have been together for so long, everyone is familiar with each other, but he has not even determined what the other party's race is, so it is inevitable that he will not have some doubts.

"Hehe, Brother Yan, don't be surprised, I don't mean to offend."

Seeing that Yan Xing was silent, Qing Yunzi smiled a little embarrassedly, and at the same time, the doubts in his heart became heavier.

"Does it matter?"

Yan Xing raised his eyebrows, he was at the headquarters of the Watchman Association, and he saw a lot of creatures from different races, getting along well, not looking like they were racist.

He is indeed not the same race as Qingyunzi and the others, although they both have a humanoid appearance, but the root bloodline is completely different.

"Well, it's not important, but sometimes, it's important......

"After all, it's about factions in the wasteland."

"Factions?"

Yan Xing was stunned when he heard this, and the memory information of the clone flashed in his mind, which were seven flags, swaying and fluttering in the darkness, each with a different color.

He understood what Qingyunzi meant, and he also knew the other party's concerns, but he pretended not to understand, and only thought that he was a wanderer who survived from a remote world.

"Brother Yan doesn't know? Then I'm going to have to talk to you about it, it's very important in the wasteland!"

Qing Yunzi's expression was solemn, and he pulled Yan Xing to sit down in a side hall, and with a wave of his hand, colorful particles appeared in the space, forming seven huge balls of light, flashing with different colors.

"This, as well as the tragic battle that traces back to the endless years, the war called the [Battle of Origin], is also the origin of the wasteland."

"As you can see, the beings who participated in that battle are divided into seven camps, Brother Yan, this is not a camp divided by a simple race, heavens, or cultivation system, but a higher-level, higher-dimensional distinction, where these camps come from, and what they are called, there is no way to find out, we divide them by simple colors."

"Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, white."

"And the [Watch Society] to which I belong, as well as the many worlds and thousands of races under its command, all belong to the 'White Camp', and our ancestors were lucky enough to survive that terrible war, and the rest of the camps also have life......

"Although we are trapped in the ruins of the battlefield and the wasteland, the differences between the factions above the roots, and the differences that cannot be erased or ignored, make it impossible for us to let go of our hatred, and even in this wasteland, we are still hostile to each other!"

Qingyunzi was emotional, his eyes were gloomy, as if he had seen through the indescribable horror war before the ages.

"So, there are two situations in the wasteland, one is relatively hostile and the other is absolutely hostile. It's nothing if there is a fight between the power races in the same lineup."

"But the camps are absolutely hostile, there is no room for maneuver, once they meet, they will definitely not die!"

Yan Xing was silent, listening carefully to Qing Yunzi's words, which could be regarded as consolidating and supplementing the information in his memory.

He guessed in his heart that the forces of unknown origin should belong to a completely different camp from the Truth.

"So, Brother Qingyun, did you instinctively show inexplicable hostility when facing me?"

Yan Xing asked with a smile, Qing Yunzi's worries are understandable, different races are nothing, and he is afraid of encountering a hostile camp.

"Well, that's not ......."

Qing Yunzi was stunned when he heard this, and shook his head a little embarrassedly, not only was he hostile, but he also felt an inexplicable cordiality, and even-awe?

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Perhaps, it was instinctively awe of the power that Yan Xing possessed, Qing Yunzi explained to himself, and at the same time, he was relieved in his heart.

"Yes, it means that we are in the white camp, what is the race, does it matter?"

"Hahaha, it's not important, it's not important, Brother Yan is not strange, it's just thinking nonsense!"

Qingyunzi laughed and shook his head, and bowed his hand apologetically, no longer entangled in these little things, so as not to spoil the brotherhood.

"No Problem......

Thundered!

At this moment, a terrifying roar suddenly sounded in the distance, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and the earth rolled like waves, cracking countless ravines and abysses, and an endless huge figure winded and circled from it.

Such a huge movement suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two, and they both looked up in surprise.

Roar! Ang –

"Shhh This is ......."

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