Zhang Yuanqing closely followed Shanhe Yongcun, continuing to guide the dream, stirring up decades of memories hidden in his mind.

It was this disaster that devoured all the members of the Tongzhou Association's North China branch, and the killer has not yet been caught.

Soon, Shanhe Yongcun rushed into the sea of fire, took out a black pearl, and held it in his mouth. Instantly, a layer of water vapor enveloped his body, resisting the high temperature of the flames.

Shanhe Yongcun ran wildly in the village. Along the way were collapsed simple houses. There were no villagers in sight, and not even a single corpse could be seen.

But the pungent burnt smell reminded him that the villagers had not escaped, but had silently burned to death in their houses.

Finally, Shanhe Yongcun stopped in front of a thatched earth house with a courtyard. This was the village's public hall and also the base of the North China branch.

The villagers strongly supported the North China branch's war of resistance, scrimping and saving to provide them with food, and giving up their most imposing ancestral shrine as the branch's base.

Shanhe Yongcun rushed through the half-collapsed gate and entered the ancestral hall. The main hall had already collapsed, broken tiles scattered all over the ground, and burning beams lay across the room.

Burnt corpses lay scattered in the sea of fire, some tilted to the side, some overlapping each other, and some lying across the veranda.

His former comrades were all buried in the fiery city. Shanhe Yongcun stood blankly in the sea of fire, his emotions of anger and sorrow seemingly ignited by the flames.

The hand holding the rifle bulged with veins. Suddenly, his body stiffened. Goosebumps rose on his back, and a chilling sensation, like a cold snake, crawled along his spine to the top of his head.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly turned his head and saw a terrifying ghost figure standing five meters behind Shanhe Yongcun. The ghost figure seemed to be made of shadows, with bared fangs and brandished claws.

Zhang Yuanqing tried to examine the ghost figure, trying to see his appearance and identify his profession, but the ghost figure was just pure shadow, lacking any attributes.

He suddenly realized that the ghost figure was Shanhe Yongcun's feelings and imagination of the murderer, not the murderer's true face.

Decades ago, on the night the North China branch was destroyed, Shanhe Yongcun encountered the real murderer, but he did not turn around. Therefore, the murderer became a shadow in his lateral dimension.

"Leave here," the ghost figure said in a low, hoarse voice.

Shanhe Yongcun stood frozen, seemingly frightened.

"Leave here," the ghost figure said again, his voice hoarse as if enduring some kind of pain: "Before I completely lose control."

In the dream, Shanhe Yongcun's inner fear, anger, hatred, and sorrow were suppressed by his instinct for survival. He turned and ran, stumbling and panicking as if being chased by a fierce ghost.

The entire dream began to shake and collapse.

Zhang Yuanqing knew that Shanhe Yongcun was about to wake up. He had stirred up the shadow hidden in the other party's heart for decades, and the strong instinct for survival would make Shanhe Yongcun break free from the dream, just like someone waking up from a nightmare.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately left the dream and returned to the front yard of the villa.

"Alas, Shanhe Yongcun didn't see the appearance or professional characteristics of the mastermind behind the scenes. Well, if he had seen the murderer's face, he would have been silenced long ago. The reason he's still alive is precisely because he doesn't know anything."

"Did the murderer have a mental problem? Did he lose control and kill people? Was he bewitched by an evil profession? Was his spirit manipulated? Judging from the strength of the person who did it, he was at least at the peak of the Saint level, otherwise, how could he have killed all the members of the North China branch? Even if he attacked by surprise, he was still very strong."

Zhang Yuanqing felt a little regretful, but it was also within expectations.

Shanhe Yongcun, who was sleeping, twitched his eyebrows, about to wake up. Zhang Yuanqing took out a mutton fat jade净瓶, tilted the mouth of the jade净瓶, aimed it at the black-robed centenarian, and softly chanted, "Receive!"

A vortex of air was generated at the mouth of the bottle, sucking Shanhe Yongcun into it. The mutton fat jade净瓶 was borrowed from the Xiahou family head. Its function was to seal!

Items and creatures ingested into the jade净瓶 would have their spiritual power sealed. They would be unable to open their inventory, enter the collected type, or leave their souls.

In order to borrow this item, Zhang Yuanqing mortgaged the Devouring Beast to the Xiahou family head.

The Xiahou family head was very satisfied, hinting that it didn't matter if it was damaged, it didn't matter at all.

If the 净瓶 was damaged, the Devouring Beast would be his.

Zhang Yuanqing put away the jade净瓶 and looked at Zhai Cai, who was playing with the ink sword, and said, "I have two more targets, but I probably won't have time today. You stay in Fujiawan for these few days. I need your help to set up the barrier for the subsequent battles. Dark Night Rose has two Day Tour Gods, namely, the Third Guardian, a surgeon."

"That's the one who attacked me on the private jet."

"There's also a Shaman Wizard, who is the Seventh Guardian."

"There is information about the activity areas of these two guardians, but I don't have enough teleportation jade talismans, and I don't have enough tools to use the Sky Eye."

"The former needs to be borrowed from Vice President Pan Xi, and the latter needs to mobilize the Sovereigns in the organization."

"Xiahou Aotian hasn't left the dungeon yet and can't help me refine the Three Talents Pill. There are still nine days left before the 35-day deadline. In these nine days, I just need to catch three Day Tour Gods, and then wait for Xiahou Aotian to return to reality."

"I might as well choose an S-level dungeon."

Zhang Yuanqing secretly calculated in his mind.

"His current experience value is 11%. The spiritual power of the two seventh-level Day Tour Gods combined will definitely push him to ninth level. The safest thing to do is to enter another S-level dungeon and take the Three Talents Pill at the moment of clearing the dungeon."

"With the Tortoise Shell Chart, his success rate in clearing S-level dungeons will be greatly increased, and there will be no risk to his life."

Zhai Cai, upon hearing that he still had to work, hurriedly asked, "Is there any reward?"

"What kind of reward do brothers need? How vulgar," Zhang Yuanqing sternly rebuked.

In the God's War dungeon, in the vast rootless desert, Fu Qingxuan held her sword in front of her, blocking the eight-armed hammer blow of the Fear King. The blow sent her flying hundreds of feet, raising clouds of dust.

In the center of this 600-square-kilometer desert is a pillar of light piercing into the clouds, and in the pillar of light is a black boulder hundreds of meters high. The stone has a metallic luster, is incredibly hard, and has the property of constantly sticking together.

No matter how strong the attack it receives, no matter how collapsed it is, it will quickly recover.

This is Xirang, the divine object left by the Empress Nuwa to mend the sky in legend. It is a demigod-level item and the core upon which the Lord of the Central Plains relied to achieve Dao.

In addition to being strong and resilient, Xirang can also communicate with the earth's veins, providing a constant stream of spiritual power. It can also refine a small world into a domain. It is the hardest and most stubborn item in the world.

Demigods engaged in fierce battles around Xirang, turning the desert into a sea of red fire.

Melting all matter into magma, the magma instantly turned into nothingness, and the nothingness evolved into all kinds of things, which were then dispelled by the clear dragon's roar and pure golden light. The surging sea water formed a vast country, in which bizarre sea beasts were born. The sea beasts then became deformed and turned against their master, but were torn apart by the spores falling on them, turning into nutrients to fill endless forests.

The forest was then devoured by dense swarms of Gu worms, which ate up the nutrients and reproduced rapidly.

They turned into tens of thousands of ethnic groups, and finally were burned clean by a fire.

During this process, the rules of heaven and earth sometimes shifted, and the demon god's ten sons constantly switched forms, spitting out poisonous smoke, or calling out the names of the orderly demigods, causing the surface of the demigod level to become distorted.

3% of the orderly demigods grew horns and tails. Every time this happened, a loud cry of an infant would sound, causing the demigods of the evil camp to have bulging abdomens and secretly form embryos.

The spirit realm repeatedly reorganized and destroyed matter, consuming the remaining spiritual power of the demigods, barely maintaining the operation of the dungeon.

After the Sun Contest began, the orderly camp of demigods, under the command of Fu Qingxuan, first sent the most mobile Void Demigod with the Lord of the Central Plains and the Goddess of Beauty to the core of a great formation.

Each great formation in a dungeon is 500-700 square kilometers, with a total area of more than 1000 square kilometers, comparable to a small country.

The method of occupying the core of the formation is to bathe in the pillar of light for five minutes.

Then, the remaining demigods gathered and went to a formation to gain control of it.

If the evil camp also gathered its forces, and the orderly camp's main force fought head-on, then Fu Qingxuan's mission was to hold them back.

With the characteristics of the Lord of the Central Plains and the Goddess of Beauty, it would be difficult for one or two demigods to kill or repel them together.

The two could then successfully seize control of two great formations.

And if the evil camp split its forces, then the core of the formation on the main force side would be stable first. Then, the Void Demigod would lead reinforcements to support the Goddess of Beauty and the Lord of the Central Plains according to the enemy's troop distribution.

The Star Lord and the Old Ancestor of the Liu family deduced and divined, and the result was auspicious.

Unexpectedly, the orderly demigods were quickly slapped in the face. Two illusion gods created illusions to confuse the demigods, making them think that the main force of the evil camp was attacking the main force of the orderly camp, and directly launched a decisive battle.

In fact, the main force of the evil camp, under the blessing of Ling Tuo's Taiyin, had split into two groups and attacked the Goddess of Beauty and the Lord of the Central Plains.

The Goddess of Beauty had no choice but to retreat. The main force of the orderly camp reported the situation. Fu Qingxuan decisively left the Old Ancestor of the Xie family, the Old Ancestor of the Liu family, and the Chairman of the Board of Heavenly Punishment to guard the formation and seize the core, while the others fully supported the Lord of the Central Plains.

Thus, there was this demigod-level melee!

…

The wind夹杂暴雨, surged fiercely拍击脸,乌云遮蔽了天空, and一道道闪电时照亮昏暗的天地.

After the濃雾散去,不知何处而的洪水,淹没了源鹿性这片辽阔的大地,化为浊浪滔滔的泽国.

阵亡的尸体,畸变的怪物,勇猛的野兽,以及尚在战斗的双方战士,统统被滔天的洪水冲散,or沉入or艰难挣扎于水面.

魔眼天王拔高身形,把自己变成身高十几丈的巨人,这才勉强跋涉在洪水中.

此时的他,左眼已经消失,剩下血肉模糊的空洞眼眶,三头八臂只剩一头三臂,余者皆断,创口血肉蠕动,却怎么也长不出新的肢体.

This一路行来,他被雄鹰啄瞎了眼睛,被木箭射穿了胸膛,被剑气斩断了头颅,被火焰炸断了臂膀.

敌人全部死亡,and he还在继续行.身体里多种力量碰撞,难以拔除.越往里敌人and战友越少,没人敢插足半神间的决战,因此他嗜血狂暴无施展,生命源液早已耗尽,but研耳畔的夔牛鼓让他心脏不停抽搐,魔眼天王感觉自己快油尽灯枯了,随时都会原地猝死.

But他不屈的战天意志 and狂热的理想,驱使着他不停前进.He不停前进.

Today是副本的最后一天,although濃雾遮天蔽日,副本里也没有计时器,but he一直在时心里计算着时间.

However,魔眼只记得大概时间,无法精确到分秒,也许再过下一秒,his主线任务就结束,脱离副本回归现实.

在那之前,he必须要触发「隐藏剧情」,获得无上存在的青睐,拥有比肩巅峰主宰,甚至超越巅峰主宰的力量.

He没有怀疑恐惧天王的情报,because逐鹿之战的位格足够高,有半神级的力量碰撞是正常的

Normally,八级的副本里,demigods最多是背景版,不太可能出现.So,逐鹿副本确实是有隐藏剧情的.

不知过了多久,he逆着洪水跋涉的他,绕过一片山脉,在骤然划过切闪电中看见了泳鹿之战的几位主角.

A huge figure was as tall as a mountain, his skin as black as ink, and his body covered in scarlet runes. Just looking at those runes made the Demon Eye, who had cultivated the "Bewitching Eye" to the highest level, dizzy and his spiritual power disordered.

Like the ancient war gods, he had a Dharmakaya, but the eight arms and three heads he condensed did not show any signs of illusion, as if they were real.

魔眼 had only seen this kind of solidified, real Dharmakaya on Asura's body.

But the violent, lofty, and majestic aura on his body was something that the Demon Eye had never sensed on Asura's body. At this moment, the demon god Chi You's body was covered with scorch marks and wounds, and the eight weapons he held were all broken. The two heads on the left and right were cracked, and one was missing a skullcap. Only the middle head remained intact.

There were two giants on the left and right of the demon god Chi You. On the left was a hundreds of meters tall fire giant, made of magma, with long beard and hair, wearing a fiery red robe, and a crimson crown. His face was clear, his features were upright, and his eyes were always filled with anger.

The one on the right wore a green robe, and his body was like rolling sand. He wore a crown of flowers on his head, and held a miniature mountain peak in his hand. Tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves surrounded him, and soaring eagles hovered over his head.

And in the clouds above the heads of the three demigods, there hovered a golden dragon, with scales, claws, and a pair of huge membranous wings. The forehead was not a deer antler, but a bull horn.

This was a Western dragon.

The dragon lowered its head from the clouds and spat out a pillar of lightning that was so thick that it was hard to imagine.

The pillar of lightning engulfed the three-headed, eight-armed Chi You, and the heavy pressure followed. Fire dragons wrapped around the lightning pillar and spiraled upwards.

Three forces combined to encircle and suppress him.

The lightning then extinguished, revealing the carbonized body of the demon god. Immediately afterwards, there was a miserable cry of "Woo woo," and a huge wind blade broke through the clouds and rushed towards the earth.

The demon god Chi You abandoned his Dharmakaya, and the rain rolled down on the ground. Some twitched, and the whistling sound rang out again, as if the wind blade had severed his limbs.

The Demon Eye King, who witnessed all of this, ran towards the demon god Chi You's remnant body, stubbornly rushing towards a battlefield that did not belong to him.

"Boom!"

As soon as he approached, a bolt of lightning struck down, instantly carbonizing him, and the brilliance in his one eye dimmed.

The Demon Eye's body fell to the ground, making a huge sound.