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In such a short period of time, even the night enchanting cold is probably difficult to clear his evil qi, I didn't expect this place to be so weird? But there are too many strange places in this forgotten place, and Ye Qinghan is not too shocked, only a little surprised. Books.com ( . V o Dt . c o M）

He began to lie on the ground, thinking about nothing and not cultivating, just lying on the ground in a daze, looking at the black soil on the top of the cave in a daze. Slowly, he closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.

After breaking through the god level, there is no need to sleep and eat, but Ye Qinghan is very strange to fall asleep at the moment, and he suddenly fell asleep inadvertently!

"Boom!"

A crisp sound sounded in the Rain Emperor Mountain, the sound was not loud, but at the same time, it woke up the martial artists on the first layer of the Rain Emperor Mountain. Ye Qinghan was also awakened, he opened his eyes a little dazed and looked at the black soil on the cave, not knowing where he was at the moment, there was a feeling of being in a dream.

"Little Brother Night, it's about to be a counter-battle, do you want to participate?"

At this time, there was a sound transmission from outside the cave, which made Ye Qinghan slightly sober, and he remembered that the owner of this voice was a god general peak martial artist who came to the Forgotten Land together, Ming Qingshan.

Then he was slightly stunned, he clearly remembered that there were still two months to go in the counterattack, what happened?

By the way, I seem to have slept in my sleep?

No, how could I sleep for two months in one sleep?

The night was cold, and his eyes widened suddenly! This is simply an incredible thing. Even if I'm tired, I can't sleep for two months? And I don't seem to feel anything at all. It's so abnormal.

He ignored Ming Qingshan's transmission, but sat up cross-legged and checked his body as soon as possible. Such an abnormal thing, he was afraid that something was wrong with his body!

After checking it, there was nothing wrong with his body, but he found that his soul seemed to have changed a little! Originally, the soul was like an ocean, made of a sponge-like translucent liquid, floating in his mind. But at the moment... It was as if a faint black line appeared in the middle of the soul ocean, and it was as if the soul ocean had been split in half, but this black line was very short and had not completely separated the soul ocean.

"It's... When did the black line exist? How do I not know? What is this thing?"

Ye Qinghan looked into the soul ocean a few times again with some horror, but found that the short black line still existed, and couldn't help but be a little frightened. The soul is the most important thing in a person, but now an inexplicable thing suddenly appeared in the soul, how could this not make him frightened?

"Little Brother Night?"

Ming Qingshan outside transmitted the sound again, he knew that Ye Qinghan had divided half of the holy fruit to Xiao Hei, so he concluded that Ye Qinghan must participate in this counterattack, and at this moment, seeing that Ye Qinghan did not come out, he asked a little strangely.

"Well, Brother Ming, I'll come out right away!"

Ye Qinghan glanced at the soul ocean a few times again, and then dispersed his divine sense, confirming that the soul was just an extra black line, but it did not produce a mutation, and there was no other place, and he breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't have time to think about it, so I got up and walked outside.

The flat ground outside, which was originally empty, was now full of people, and there were nearly 10,000 people in the dark. Everyone stood quietly on the black mud ground, did not speak, and even many people closed their eyes.

So many people...

Ye Qinghan looked at the dense crowd in a bit of confusion, isn't there only a thousand people in each counterattack?

It is clearly written on the clay tablet that every time you fight against the enemy, you have to fight until there is only one tribe left, so there are 500 people on a battlefield, and in the end, there are only enough people who can survive, definitely not enough than 100 people, or even less. Why is the death rate so high and so many people wanting to go to war?

Ye Qinghan's divine sense swept away, and he found that there were nearly 10,000 people, and he didn't know what kind of martial artists they were, because everyone didn't use their divine power, and they didn't dare to feel their breath at all.

He began to worry a little, two months have passed, if he is not qualified to participate in the war, I am afraid that by the next time he fights, his body will be very weak, and his divine power will not reach its heyday, and if he participates in the war, it will be easier to die.

"Rustle!"

On the ladder in the mountain, rows of warriors appeared out of thin air, about a hundred. The battle armor on his body has a star on his left chest, both of which are at the level of a squad leader, but the one at the front has these two little stars, and his armor is also darker, and his status is obviously higher.

"Brush, brush!"

"Meet the Commander!"

When these hundred people appeared on the ladder out of thin air, all the warriors with closed eyes opened their eyes, and their eyes were not full of death and calm just now, but full of fire, and they all shouted in unison, but their bodies did not move. At this moment, Ye Qinghan felt that they were living people, not a group of insensitive living dead.

"The reverse war has begun, the old rule, the warrior who has just joined the tribe within half a year has the right to join first. The rest of the remaining places will be selected by lot! New warriors who want to join the battle should stand on the left. ”

The leader, who had two little stars, walked down silently, without saying much, said a word lightly, and then fell silent again.

Ye Qinghan glanced at Ming Qingshan and the other two martial artists beside him, secretly happy, and walked to the left without hesitation. More than a dozen warriors came from behind, and after waiting for a while, the commander saw that no one continued to walk. With a hand, countless black mud pills appeared out of thin air in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, these mud pills flew towards them with a wave of his hand. When the warriors in front saw these mud pills flying, the heat in their eyes became even stronger, and they all grabbed a mud pill casually, but no one dared to catch more.

The Black Armor Commander continued to take out the mud pill and continued to swing it forward, until everyone had obtained a mud pill, and then he stopped this act that looked a little silly in the light cold of the night.

"Go back if you don't draw it!

The black armor commander said a word lightly, and then took the hundred squad leaders and began to walk towards the west in silence, Ye Qinghan blinked his eyes with some confusion, and followed, but looked back. Those warriors, divided into nearly a thousand people, their eyes were fiery and slightly excited and walked towards this side. The rest of the people reverted to the appearance of the living dead, threw the mud pill in their hands to the ground, and walked silently towards their respective caves.

"Brother Bullhead, do you see clearly?"

Ye Qinghan turned his head to look at the God King Martial Artist beside him, but the Martial Artist who was called the Bull Head by Ye Qinghan shook his head, and said, "I feel exactly the same with this mud pill, there is no difference at all!"

The four of them glanced at each other again, their eyes were full of doubts, this lottery method was unique, and they didn't even find anything special about the bull head of the god king double. And why is everyone so enthusiastic about this counter-war, do they all feel that life is boring and want to die?

More than a thousand people began to march silently, and after walking for three days, the black armor commander in front of them stopped, and the hundred people also began to divide into two groups, one group of seventy people, and one group of thirty people, standing on the left and right of the black armor commander.

The black-armored warrior pointed at these two groups of people, and said with an expressionless face: "Divine General Warrior, follow these seventy people, God King Warrior follow these thirty people, God Emperor Warrior, follow me!" I hope I can see you here again after a month!"

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