The moon is shining, and the sky is bright.

On a moonlit night, in the forest, silver frost is everywhere.

With the protective pattern fully activated, Chen Yan's figure is like a ghost shuttling between the ancient trees.

As fast as the wind, like a phantom, as fast as a flowing arrow.

At the current speed, Chen Yan is not worried that he will be late.

If the protective pattern has not been upgraded to the ground vein level, Chen Yan's actions will still require a lot of thinking.

But now, it seems unnecessary to be so troublesome.

Defense, displacement, and concealment.

Once the concealment is activated, Chen Yan stands next to an ordinary second-level warrior, and the other party probably can't feel it.

Of course, if he appears in front, he will definitely be seen.

Concealment, not invisibility.

Chen Yan was able to kill the blue-eyed ancient beast because it had been in the ice cave he created, leaving no chance to hide.

It was pitiful just to think about it.

Protective patterns, blood, horizontal training, spear intent, fist intent...

Chen Yan himself didn't quite understand what type of warrior he was.

Driving quickly, Chen Yan's pace slowed down.

There were strange noises coming from the backpack behind him.

Chen Yan appeared on the trunk of an ancient tree and took out an iron box from his backpack.

That was the box he used to hold the two eyes of the blue-eyed ancient beast.

The four blue eyes he had just obtained were also put into this box.

After all, a family should be together.

But now, this iron box was shaking.

Chen Yan frowned. Isn't it good for the family to be together?

Chen Yan opened the lid of the iron box, and the eyes under the mask trembled suddenly.

However, inside the iron box, six green eyes were actually stuck together.

Visible to the naked eye, there were streams of green light flowing between these eyeballs.

In this flowing green light, countless mysterious secret characters were flowing densely.

In the broken saint realm, the yellow light representing the energy of the formation was extremely dense.

Chen Yan was even more shocked.

The two eyeballs of the Qingmu Ancient God, which were originally lying quietly, changed because of the arrival of the sisters' eyes.

These six eyeballs... are merging!

The aura that burst out from them became stronger and stronger, and it felt like it was going to move towards the Qingqiong level.

Chen Yan sighed in his heart.

He suddenly understood why the two sisters wanted their brother's eyes so much.

He also understood why the Qingmu Ancient God Beast had to stay outside the prison where his mother was after escaping with great difficulty.

It turned out that the malice of the ancient beasts of the same origin could be merged, and then move towards a higher grade.

Once the grade is upgraded, Chen Yan will get too many benefits.

Suddenly, Teacher Wenxin is not so attractive.

Teacher Qingmou is the best formation teacher.

Chen Yan was delighted. The mother of Qingmou Ancient God Beast was in the place of Tianjiao Trial.

There were so many eyes on that goat-like body.

Even if most of them were fake eyes, there must be one or two real eyes.

If it merged with his own children, what kind of formation teacher would it produce?

Chen Yan's mind was shaken, and the idea of ​​helping Qingmou Ancient God Beast to reunite with his family became stronger and stronger.

But in the next moment, Chen Yan's body stiffened slightly.

This upgrade method of cannibalism seemed a little too familiar.

Chen Yan looked at Qiongtian, and the night was dim.

What did the ancient god think of the creatures on earth?

Keep moving forward.

…………

"It's hard to find the address of Anhun in the Tianbang Boxing Tournament. His whereabouts are too secretive, and most of the platinum-level boxers of Bingyi and Anhun haven't come to participate recently."

Tianbang Boxing Tournament, Deacon's Office.

The woman in white skirt reported.

Deacon Huo held his forehead with some annoyance, watching Wenxin on the screen just finish five consecutive wins and successfully enter the platinum level.

Without Bingyi, Wenxin's speed of passing the level is obviously much smoother.

Obviously, another genius appeared, but Chi Lao was not in a good mood at all.

"Shen Yiwei is definitely fishing, but Chen Yan fishing is too risky."

Deacon Huo cursed:

"Shen Yiwei's attitude towards genius is too indifferent, just like his master."

It can't be said that he doesn't care, but Shen Yiwei's lineage pays more attention to cultivating the independence of geniuses.

But it's too easy to sacrifice geniuses.

"There is one more thing." The woman in the white dress said softly:

"There is another ancient beast riot near Yixian City."

"Didn't it calm down?"

"Tonight, there is another riot." The woman in the white dress said.

The fire steward's eyes were slightly

Trembling:

"Is it serious?"

"It's more serious than the last few days."

Deacon Fire stopped talking.

Many platinum-level boxers were not here today. They were probably discussing the matter against Chen Yan under the organization of Dark Soul.

Now there is another ancient beast riot in Yixian City.

This is probably the best time for them to target Chen Yan.

"What does this have to do with me? Does Shen Yiwei really want to sit in the office until he dies?"

Deacon Fire spoke lightly.

The woman in the white dress chuckled: "After all, it's something outside the boxing match. It's not easy for us to interfere in the Tianbang boxing match."

In her opinion, Deacon Fire shouldn't worry about things outside.

The Tianbang boxing match is not a local force in Yunmeng City.

Deacon Fire, also known as Chi Lao, sat quietly and lit a cigarette.

Time passed slowly.

Suddenly stood up:

"I'll go out and take a look. Shen Yiwei is just a waste. What can he do?"

The woman in the white dress opened her red lips slightly.

Deacon Huo seemed to care about Chen Yan very much. His attitude towards Bing Yi had obviously deteriorated a lot in recent days.

…………

East of Yunmeng City.

In a two-story building built against the Qingshan Mountains.

Second floor.

A dozen people sat quietly, watching the screen.

On the screen.

"Do you have medicine?"

The handsome young man covered his stomach with difficulty, spoke to the sergeant in front of him, and then slowly walked into the tent.

Time passed quietly, and the young man in the tent came out again several times.

Anhun, wearing a ghost mask, sat on the sofa, his eyes heavy:

"Chen Yan probably didn't expect that I installed the monitor in a soldier's fake eyes."

Anhun said, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth under the mask.

Fortunately, he has some popularity in private over the years, and also has friends in the military guards.

Otherwise, he really couldn't get the news about Chen Yan in the first time.

Warriors have strong perception, and are extremely sensitive to surveillance that can transmit signals in real time.

The stronger the warrior, the stronger the perception.

Last time, Dark Soul suffered here, and underestimated Chen Yan's perception ability.

He was fished by Chen Yan as if he were a black carp.

But this time, the surveillance installed in the sergeant's fake eyes cannot transmit signals.

Instead, the sergeant needs to take the opportunity to extract the information after exploring it, and then use other devices to transmit the image information.

Dark Soul stroked his head:

"I didn't expect it either. Originally, I asked everyone to discuss a plan to deal with Chen Yan today.

But..., the ancient beast over there rioted, and Chen Yan's base camp was emptied, and even Chen Yan was... seriously injured after dealing with the ancient beast."

Dark Soul wanted to laugh. If it was just Chen Yan who was injured, he wouldn't believe it too much.

It's likely that this is a fishing method.

But the ancient beast rioted.

Even if Chen Yan wanted to fish for him, he couldn't come up with such a method.

This is simply an opportunity given to me by God.

"Could it be fishing?" Someone asked:

"Shen Yiwei has never appeared."

"Even with this, you also think it is fishing?" Dark Soul asked strangely.

"Everything is possible."

The man continued, crossing his legs, a man wearing a lightning mask.

Boom!

A roar suddenly sounded.

Dark Soul punched the man's neck, the latter groaned, and then fainted.

"I'm afraid this is fishing, you might as well go home and lie down and read children's literature."

Dark Soul cursed, and casually threw away a thin needle between his fingers:

"Everyone, we can become stronger because we have taken risks.

The sponsor is very generous and can make things happen. Everyone will gain at least 100 million."

Dark Soul looked at everyone and stretched out a finger.

Everyone was stunned.

Money can make the devil work, let alone 100 million.

If Anhun wasn't an old veteran in the industry, they would really think that the sponsor was an idiot.

"By the way, where is Bingyi?"

At this time, a man wearing a blood-drop mask spoke.

This man is the fourth in the platinum level, Blood-drop

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