Overlord the sky

Chapter 72 Battle in the Heart of the Forest

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Zheng Qian closed his eyes and enjoyed all this.Like a baby returning to its mother's arms.This kind of warmth can make Zheng Qian, who has been bloodied for two lifetimes, feel a kind of relaxation from the bottom of his heart.

"Boy, don't fall asleep. Open your eyes and have a look." Although Bashen Hammer couldn't bear to wake Zheng Qian up, he still had to yell.

Zheng Qian opened his eyes.

A cloud floats by, another cloud.A piece of cloud, connected together.The whole world is a hazy white.

"Suddenly" and "Suddenly" are the flapping of the big white wings up and down.Shuttle between the clouds non-stop.

What about the wind?What about singing?

Zheng Qian felt that he hadn't fallen asleep, he could still clearly remember the melody in the wind just now, and he could even hum along with the melody in a low voice.But now the melody is gone.There is no wind, just clouds after clouds.

Some of the clouds are in the shape of explosions, some are in the shape of waves, and there are countless shapes.Dabai shuttled between such clouds and clouds.

When Zheng Qian looked back, he could no longer see the stone mountain and the boundless blue.

"Where is Stone Mountain?"

"It's already come out." Tyrant God Hammer said.

"What came out?"

"You'll find out soon."

Dabai continued to fly fast, like a shooting star.

After flapping its wings a few times rapidly, its whole body suddenly rose up, its wings spread out, and it began to dive.

The speed of Dabai's dive is extremely fast.Zheng Qian's hair was pulled back by the gust of wind.Even the skin and muscles of the face trembled.

Dabai drew a graceful "C" shape in the air, rushing out of the sea of ​​clouds.He hovered his body over the sea of ​​clouds again.

Zheng Qian looked around, and the gap between the sea of ​​clouds was completely covered up, and all he could see were clouds.

The protruding and shrinking cloud, because of its vastness, has a strong visual impact.

Zheng Qian carefully looked at the sea of ​​clouds under his feet.I don't know what it means for Dabai to stop here.

"See clearly."

When Zheng Qian looked again, he finally saw a hole in the shape of a ping-pong ball in the center of the large sea of ​​clouds.And this large sea of ​​clouds is slowly rotating around this small hole, as if it were a celestial body.

"That small hole is the stone mountain?"

"Yes. That's where Tyrant God used to practice."

Zheng Qian was horrified.

What kind of great power is needed to establish such a place of practice?

"Boy, now you know that you are just a frog in a well." The Tyrant Hammer's tone was full of pride.He has been with Bashen for a long time, if there is anyone who is most qualified to evaluate Bashen, the Hammer of Bashen is the only one.

"Indeed. Tyrannical God's spirit is really great."

After seeing the distant view of the sea of ​​clouds and the rocky mountains, Dabai swooped down towards the clouds.The thick clouds were quickly penetrated by him.

At this time, what Zheng Qian saw in his eyes was the majestic Hengduan Mountains, the vast dark night forest, and Winterfell the size of a matchbox.The river is like a ribbon, like the blood vessels of Batian Continent, flowing through Winterfell.

Facing the Hengmai Mountains, Zheng Qian saw the crowd like ants marching on the official road.I also saw figures coming in and out of the Dark Night Forest.

This is what it feels like to look down on the common people.

This feeling is completely different from Zheng Qian's feeling when flying a plane before.What he is riding now is a divine beast, and he can look at Batian Continent without hesitation.He can see as far as the line of sight can go.

This is how God feels.Everything is like a humble dog, which can be destroyed with one finger.Even the city of Winterfell, who usually feels extremely pampered, now seems to be able to hold him with one hand.

While appreciating the feeling of God, the Batian God Formation in Zheng Qian's mind seemed to be triggered by some kind of trigger, and slowly flowed.

"It turns out that you belong to God. Only God's perspective can motivate you." Although Zheng Qian knew it in his heart, he was helpless.

He is just a third-level tyrant, god, it's too far away from him.

Of course Zheng Qian would say empty talk and big talk, but he never took it to heart.He knows his current level and has a clear understanding of himself so that he will not make unnecessary mistakes.

Sometimes the price of being wrong is life.Therefore, Zheng Qian has never overestimated his abilities.

"Dabai, we're home. Let's go home."

Looking at the Hengduan Mountains, looking at the Dark Night Forest, and those people walking like ants.Zheng Qian suddenly felt a feeling of going home.

He can find his sense of belonging among those who are busy with their lives or their ideals.

Although the divine formation is strong and the divine realm is safe, he cannot find his place there.Just like when he saw Dabai's transformation and suddenly became lost, he couldn't find his true self at that time.

"Dabai, let's take a stroll above the Dark Night Forest first. See if we can find the snake tribe." Now that he belongs to the human world, of course he has to do human things.He still has important things to do.

With a long hiss, Dabai began to fly towards the sky above the Dark Night Forest.

The outer layer of the Dark Night Forest is very lively, with adventure groups, curious merchants, and the army searching for mountains.

army?

Zheng Qian was taken aback.Could it be that something terrible happened in Winterfell after he left for so many days?Zheng Qian could see those troops clearly.Snow Wolf Camp.

Let's avoid these grandchildren first.Zheng Qian thought.There is always nothing wrong with looking for less trouble.

Since Dabai has successfully transformed, he is not willing to contact ordinary people.They flew towards the hinterland of the Dark Night Forest.At the same time, in the hinterland of the Dark Night Forest, the chances of finding the snake clan are much greater than those in the outer layer.

After circling round and round, the hinterland of the Dark Night Forest was still so quiet.

He let Dabai fall onto a cliff.Jumped off Dabai's body.

When his feet landed on the rocks of the Hengduan Mountains, Zheng Qian felt a sense of peace for no reason.

Is this a down-to-earth feeling?

"It seems that I am still fit to be a man, not a god." Zheng Qian commented on his peace of mind.

"Being a human being has passion and desire, and joy. Gods don't have these, Gods only have power and blood." Tyrant Hammer said.

"Then what's the point of being a god? If you don't have feelings and desires, you might as well die. It's thanks to my ancestor that he was able to survive."

"You bastard, you don't even respect your ancestors, you will be struck by lightning."

"Lightning strike? It's not certain that it will strike me, but it may strike other things, such as trains."

Once Tyrant Hammer encounters Zheng Qian saying these words, he will keep silent.Because he never understood these words once.

"Let's go..." After Zheng Qian got down on the ground, he felt at ease, so he ran quickly, enjoying this peace to his heart's content.

His speed is very fast, shuttling through the hinterland of the Dark Night Forest is no less than Dabai's flight among the clouds.

This is like me.Zheng Qian was thinking happily while running wildly.

While running wildly, Zheng Qian's ears twitched nervously.

There is a fight!

Zheng Qian, who has jumped two levels in strength, is now more sensitive to sound.There is no sound of shouting in this fight, only the sound of domineering vibrations from the body.

It's still a master-level fight.

Master-level powerhouses are not very common in Winterfell.There is still a long way to go to upgrade from Tyrant to Tyrant.Although it is not as difficult as upgrading from a Bashi to a Bazong, as an ordinary person, it is still very challenging.

Zheng Qian's nerves were suddenly stretched by the situation of the master-level battle in the deep mountains and old forests.He thought of the Snake Clan.

Only the Snake Clan would hide in the hinterland of the Dark Night Forest so eccentrically and cause many things.

He slowed down and quietly sneaked towards the fighting direction.Because he knew the opponent's strength, he was extra careful when walking.Before ascertaining the other party's details, Zheng Qian didn't like to expose himself very much.

The fight took place in a valley.

Zheng Qian lay down on a high ground and used the killer's "forced concealment".Between the shaking of the body, it was already submerged in the soil.Only one head remained, observing the battle not far ahead from a height.

Isn't this the demon sword Li Xin?Why don't you just stay at Jixiang Tea House, what are you doing here?

Looking at Li Xin's opponent, it was Qianfenglou's Hentian.

The two belonged to the third-level hegemony, and the battle scene was very intense.

"Li Xin, as long as I'm here, I won't let you touch anyone in Qianfenglou."

"boring."

"Pu Chi", two domineering entities collided together, rolling up an energy wave.Evenly matched.

The most conspicuous feature of Hentian is the exquisite jug.With Hentian's non-stop wrong steps, the watering pot swayed on his waist and hit his waist.

Li Xin was still holding his man-high black sword.I don't know if he did it on purpose or by preference, but his slightly tired face was lined up very clearly by a black linen robe.His face was still so calm, even though it was a life and death contest, his expression didn't change at all.

Hentian walked around Li Xin, holding a bright long sword in his hand.Anyone with a little discernment would be able to recognize that this is a Long Yuan sword.

The sword produces Longyuan, and when it comes out, it destroys the sky.

Even Zheng Qian, who was hiding aside, could feel the fierce aura emanating from the sword.

Both sides of the battle did not realize that someone had already sneaked around.They continued to stare at each other, preparing for a life-and-death contest.