The bald man was horrified.
Just out of the wolf's den, into the tiger's den again.
The North is so big, how could this happen?
He flapped his wings in panic.
But he had just experienced a fierce battle.
Both the health bar and the blue bar were almost at the bottom.
As soon as the bald man staggered up, a wave of fire pressed him hard to the ground.
The light blue flames burned the white feathers, and the bald man turned into a "roasted bird" in an instant.
Zhan Li held a ball of fire in the palm of his right hand and walked slowly.
He glanced at the dimming blood moon in the sky and said jokingly: "Tsk tsk tsk ~ It seems that you have failed."
"Can you do it?"
"Can't even handle such a weak world?"
Zhan Li was quite surprised.
This was the first time he saw the Cloud Clan members being defeated.
But thinking about the group of strange guys he had met before, the failure of the Cloud Clan members seemed to be destined.
Hearing Zhan Li's ridicule, the bald man couldn't help but blush.
"I want to ask you something." Zhan Li squatted down beside the bald man.
"Why are you trying to catch me across worlds?"
"Don't tell me about the bullshit law enforcement of all worlds. I'm not a three-year-old child."
The bald man remained silent, looking like he didn't understand anything.
Zhan Li's face darkened.
"Okay, you have guts."
"You'd better be so guts all the time."
Zhan Li stood up and stepped on the bald man's back with one foot.
A white light flashed in his hand, and a steel knife appeared.
"Just in time for a midnight snack."
"I haven't eaten the Yun Clan's roasted wings yet."
Zhan Li raised the steel knife above his head, and the bright blade reflected a dazzling cold light.
"It's a task issued by the shadow of the Maca world. We just happened to have nothing to do, so we took it." The bald man suddenly spoke, his voice obviously with a hint of panic.
Zhan Li raised his eyebrows: "Shadow?"
The bald man explained: "A special operations team under the Ancient Alliance, usually two people in a group, carrying out secret missions in the Ten Thousand Worlds."
"I don't know the specific reason for your arrest. You may find the shadow in your world and ask them."
Swish——
Zhan Li's steel knife slashed down fiercely.
The bald man's head was cut off directly.
His face was full of astonishment and resentment, and he was still staring at Zhan Li in the last second before his death.
He obviously said everything.
"I didn't promise you that I wouldn't kill you."
Zhan Li put away the steel knife and turned to walk towards the dilapidated house.
Flames burst out from the cross section of the body, covering the entire body in an instant.
Back in the room, Zhan Li re-ignited the fire and sat beside it in a daze.
After a long while, he took out a black card like the one that Brother Yuanzi gave to Qin Ze.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally tapped the card and said, "I promise you, but before that, you have to help me find the person behind the wanted order."
After a while, a word appeared on the card.
"Okay."
...
Two days later.
After eating a piece of source crystal and the source of life of dozens of old things, Qin Ze finally recovered and was no longer the little old man who would fall down when the wind blew.
Despite this, he is still very weak now.
The overdraft of the source of life has a great impact on the body, and he still needs a period of rest.
Slumped on the sofa, Qin Ze was basking in the sun while reviewing the battle that night.
There is no doubt that the blood of the God of Wilderness is very strong, and it can only be said that it is worthy of the power of God.
He normally has full buff, but it is only level 6.
But once the blood of the God of Wilderness is output, it will directly push him to a high-level warrior.
Looking at himself in the mirror with a still pale face, Qin Ze couldn't help but grin.
The price is a bit too high.
When facing the master of the world, the blood of the God of Wilderness is like a madman.
It doesn't care about your physical condition at all, and directly drains every bit of energy in every cell of your body.
Afterwards, the blood of the God of Wilderness was cool, and Qin Ze almost ascended to heaven.
He played with the transparent source crystal in his hand, and said thank you to Lao Dao in his heart. This source crystal was a great help.
One source crystal contains at least the source of life of ten old things, and it can be instantly transformed and absorbed with the devouring ability.
This time when he went to the Maca tribe, he planned to get more if he had the chance to prepare for the next activation of the blood of the God of Wilderness.
If there are enough source crystals, there is no need to sacrifice old things.
Whoosh——
Qin Ze threw the drained source crystal into the trash can, and turned his wrist, and a dark, irregularly shaped object appeared in his palm.
It was Ding Wenxuan's "relic".
When the last sword was slashed, Ding Wenxuan was split into two, and Qin Ze also happened to be the end of "Three Seconds of Real Man".
The blood of the God of Wilderness and various ability buffs were removed in an instant.
He turned into an old man and hurriedly lay down in the shelter space.
After Ding Wenxuan fell, he saw the fairy and immediately went to look for the relics.
However, Ma YanHe emerged from the shadows before her, and disappeared after taking the relic.
As early as when the clones retreated, Qianmian took advantage of the war fog and buried himself in the ruins in the distance.
This war fog was released by Qin Ze in the form of the God of Wilderness, which can temporarily blind high-level warriors.
When the war fog gradually disappeared, Qianmian's aura was revealed little by little.
Not long after Ding Wenxuan died, Qianmian's ears suddenly heard Ma Yan's voice.
"This is called a relic, and it is very valuable."
"Go to the black market of the Ten Thousand Races and sell it later. It will be enough for you to buy a lot of cultivation resources."
Only heard the voice, but did not see the person.
Then, Qianmian had an ice-cold
thing in his hand.
Qianmian asked Ma Yan how she knew about the relic.
She only answered the Fair Council.
Qin Ze quickly sorted out the cause and effect.
Fighting for the relic was a task assigned to her by the Fair Council, but after she got it, she gave it back to him.
No matter when, no matter what his identity is, Ma Yan is still the same Ma Yan.
Qin Ze, lying in the distance, expanded the shelter space to Qianmian, and used up his last bit of strength to throw the relic he had absorbed before to Qianmian's hand.
Qianmian exchanged the relic he had absorbed with Ma Yan, playing a trick of replacing the prince with a cat.
"Sister Ma Yan never thought about what would happen if she failed in her mission..."
Qin Ze muttered to himself, he was surprised that the two would meet again in this way.
Activating the blood of the God of Wilderness, the power in the relic was instantly drained, and then he released the form of the God of Wilderness.
The power contained in this relic is very strong, several times more than that of the pseudo-captain.
The strength of the blood of the God of Wilderness increased again, and Qin Ze also further controlled it.
Taking advantage of the two days of recuperation, Qin Ze opened the shelter space to urge each clone to practice.
Now that he is at the peak of the fourth level, activating the blood of the God of Wilderness, he can probably touch the threshold of the eighth level.
Qin Ze couldn't help but sigh, the God of Wilderness is too strong, let's see who dares to say that his level is slow.
The only thing left to break through the fifth level is to temper the body.
Tempering the body takes a huge amount of time, because Qin Ze not only tempers the bones, but also tempers the flesh and blood with fire.
For ordinary warriors, this process takes about ten years.
But with cattle and horses and a shelter space, Qin Ze can get it done in less than a month.
Qin Ze opened the chat group and saw that everyone was discussing where to have fun tonight.