The audience outside knew a lot of things, and it turned out that the speed of the battle value of four hundred and ninety-nine could be so fast.

Other forces began to evaluate, not only assessing the strength of Gongsun Murong, but also simulating who would win the final victory after the encounter between the spider and the Sky Devouring Giant Poison Chapter.

Radmoon, who was in the small shop of the Border Star, suddenly asked Nalasha dissatisfied: "What is your brother doing? Expose his strength, afraid that others will not know how fast he is, afraid that others will not know how long he will break out and hold on?"

"Do you eat ants, go find the big ants, I will fry them for you, I will make more sauces, which one is better for you to taste, and when our kingdom of God invites other alliance partners, I will put it in the recipe of the state banquet." ”

Nalasha pointed to the fried ants in the image and said to Madmoon.

"Eat, eat, know to eat. He was in a hurry, and he also pointed to the image: "Look at your brother, he was so smart when he was against our family before, why did he suddenly become stupid?"

Nalasha blinked wide-eyed at Radmoon, until she was uncomfortable with him, and then said, "Didn't you think they were stupid at the beginning, and then the people of Yumang were too, and when the city was built, who thought they were smart?"

Mudmulne pondered and nodded: "Oh, then they can be stupid now?"

A child of another family next to him spoke up: "You are stupid, you didn't understand Gongsun Wuming's words? She is telling you that when you think two people are stupid, they actually do it on purpose." ”

"Really?" asked Madmoon, in fact, he had already determined in his heart that it was really deliberate, and it was impossible for the two of them to think of it, so he asked again, "What is their purpose?"

"Exercise. Nalasha gave an unsatisfactory answer.

Inside, she said to a hundred nights.

"Don't take what we say seriously, do you know what it means to be a little faster than you?"

Liang Yishan replied: "It means that I can't catch up with you when you escape." ”

"Wrong, it means you can't run away. Why should I run? Okay, let's practice, whoever is lazy again, I won't take anyone with me. Nalasha used Gongsun Murong's demonstration to inspire the night again.

Her and Gongsun Murong's behavior gives people the feeling that they are for a good night.

In fact, they were worried that the guy in the central area would wake up, and it was not a question of whether he could fight or not, but how much strength he would expose.

Now let a hundred nights of hard work, you can use it as a hole card, if it has an effect, you don't need to throw other hole cards.

The two of them uphold the idea of the galaxy civilization, as long as possible. It is absolutely impossible to exert the last strength, and it is better to be able to keep increasing the means and then hide it.

If the means can't be hidden, then leave the seeds, for example, the Galactic Civilization is naturally named after the Milky Way, but where is the Milky Way? No, there is no Milky Way in the Milky Way Civilization, and even Gongsun Murong doesn't know.

A hundred nights, how can they know that the two people are so deep in the city, they really think that after practicing. I can make a big difference.

The Yumang people were worried again, and the person in charge of the second-level map asked the Ninety-Nine Division to select a team in charge of the region as soon as possible.

It's a pity that the order was conveyed in the past, and the ministers of the 99th Department made excuses one after another, saying that they were not capable. The overall strength of the team is insufficient, etc., and the opportunity for promotion is given to others.

The Ninety-Nine Divisions can be said to have been tossed and crippled, and the people who issued the missions kept urging them, and those mission goals were even more blatant to wander around the self-built cities or cities with troops stationed in each Feather Mang.

Seeing that the target person is not far from him. Yu Mang didn't dare to send someone out.

They have a feeling that as long as they go out, they are guaranteed to be ambushed by 'that year'. Back and forth in the desert, 'that year' didn't lose much strength, and the masters were all there.

In the competition between the parties for the artifact and the calculation of each other's time, the things surrounding Gongsun Murong and the others seemed to be gone, and they seemed very calm.

A few days later, 200,000 people arrived at their destination first.

There is a tall pyramid here, and on top of the pyramid there is a huge bow, and the bow floats there, emitting light outward, making people look like the bow is wrapped in a ball of light.

It was night when they came, and it was still very bright, but the main light did not come from the bow, but from a swarm of fireflies, flying happily around the pyramid and the bow.

Five kilometers away from them, you can still feel the warmth of the desert night, and the source is on them.

Their names are fireworms, and the light emitted from their bodies is not cold, but hot.

They also belong to the level 6 map, and the temperature of their bodies can shift back and forth between 100 and 3,000 degrees, and ordinary things will burn when they touch them.

At this moment, when the altitude of their flight is low, the sand on the ground has turned into a liquid state, and some of them have become glass-like things as the temperature drops.

If it's just one, it's not scary, even low-level map warriors can deal with it, take out a lot of things to make it release energy, consume it, and it's best to use stones, sand, etc.

This way it can't get energy, and if it can't get enough energy from the outside world, its temperature will drop, and finally if you splash it with a lot of water, it will disappear.

It is actually possible to use water directly, but the water will decompose under certain temperatures and pressures, and then ignite by it, so its consumption is relatively slow.

It consumes more energy to decompose water than it does when gas is burned.

But they have always been in groups, and it is difficult to deal with them, so they can only choose at night, and then they have to limit their movement space, otherwise they will not be able to catch them in the sky.

At this moment, at least twenty forces were waiting within a six-kilometer radius, and many of them were still discouraged, using high-powered binoculars to look at the traces on the sand in front of them, and there were things left behind after they burned, including human figures with different postures.

Obviously, it was the seal that had been ignited by the fireworm, and when the more than twenty forces saw the arrival of the team of the Gobi Zhanlusi Divine Kingdom, they began to look forward to it.

200,000 people stopped, a phalanx every 4,000 people, kept a certain distance, and rested in place.

They didn't plan to rush over to grab the bow, they came here to wait, and when the two people from Gongsun's family arrived, the two people said to rush, then they rushed, and the two people said to go back to Desert City for a big meal, and everyone followed back.

Do whatever you want, the Supreme Commanders are the two of them.

Not to mention that this is a desert, and during the day, the fireworm absorbs enough energy that it is difficult to capture the bow.

Even if they could get their hands on it, 200,000 people were not ready to take it, and if they did, they would act without authorization.

As more than twenty forces waited anxiously, the sky slowly dawned, and the fire-igniters dispersed, absorbing the energy in each area.

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