Chapter 3137: Yiye Zhiqiu

In the center of the ancient city, there is a large square with a size of several kilometers and a large square that can accommodate tens of thousands of people.
At this moment, the square corresponds to an inconspicuous street and alleys. It can be seen that from time to time, some people will enter the square from here, and each one will be a bit strange and a bit vigilant.
As the number of gathered abilities continues to increase, the atmosphere in the square has also undergone some quiet changes.
"It's a vampire of the Philly family." A man with a sharp-eyed look stared at the two seemingly handsome whites who came out of an alley not far away.
"It's Krull and Joel of the Wolf Valley."
The faint voice, in this quiet square, is particularly clear. The world of power is extremely complicated. There are differences between family powers, some because of their different positions, and some because they are natural enemies, entanglements of various interests, and the presence of them. More than sixty abilities are looking at each other, either hostile, or gradually close because of the short-term positional interests.
Ye Qian’s mental power has always observed the situation of a part of the square. Although he did not see the whole picture, he could not hear what they said, but Ye Qian could fully understand the complicated contradiction of the power world.
Soon, I saw a small group in the square, which was intentionally or unintentionally divided into three areas of influence. In each area, it seems that the opposition between races is more obvious, and then between family forces. conflict.
I don't know who suddenly snarled, and Ye Qian saw it clearly. The melee began. For them, in this ancient city, perhaps it is the best place to solve the grievances, and it is also the opportunity to be famous.
Ye Qian was not able to observe the battle in the entire square, but in the place he perceived, there were four groups of battles, and even many of them did not know it. Now they are fighting side by side.
The movements of the battle were not small. The alleys where Ye Qian and Yan Dance were located were also able to hear the movements. The Yan dances that heard the movements were somewhat unbearable. Looking at Ye Qian next to them, there seemed to be some scruples.
"They fight." Yan Dance asked a nonsense nonsense, if not, the noise of the noisy battle outside came from.
Ye Qian looked at the Yan Dance and nodded. "It’s a mess, it’s a mess. It’s the place I perceive, it’s divided into eight different family forces.

"This is the world of power, the difference in philosophy, there will be differences, there will be disputes of interest, and finally the endless grievances." Yan Wu muttered.
"What is the power of your hunter?" Ye Qian suddenly asked Yanyan, because from the battle in the square, even if they are also the hunters, they can become enemies and fight each other.
From this melee, Ye Qian has actually faintly understood that the power division of the entire power world is roughly divided into: vampires, werewolves, hunters, missionaries, summoners, ancient warriors, and Chinese zombies.
In such a small ancient city, almost all the representatives of the powers of the powers have appeared. Except for the summoners who cannot come in, Ye Qian’s surprise discovery, a Chinese wearing a Ming Dynasty official uniform. Zombies, actually participated in it.
One leaf Zhiqiu, on such a small square, Ye Qian can see how deep the contradiction of the entire power world, but what is displayed in front of him is just the tip of the iceberg.
Yan Dance seems to know what Ye Qian wants to ask, saying: "The powers of the powers are many, but they are all based on countries. They are divided into three categories according to their beliefs: faith in God, faith in God, freedom of belief."
"And the demon hunters in my JND country are all members of the true God, and they are opposed to the forces of God." Yan Dance said simply.
"You also want to play for your true God." Ye Qian naturally also saw the subtle changes in the expression of Yan Yan's expression. It is obvious that Yan Dance is a scruples, so it did not rush out to participate in the war.
Yan Yan was told by Ye Qian that the center was slightly awkward and smiled and said: "You are different from me."
Ye Qian looked at the Yan dance and stunned it. Naturally, he also knew the difference between Yan and Yan. Just like the chaotic battle outside, the killing of those who ignored his life can show how powerful the faith is.
"We are all the same." Ye Qian said with a smile: "Since I have come here, I will be loyal to my faith, even if I pay for it."
Yan Yan looked at Ye Qian’s smile and smiled. It seemed that he and his words seemed to be extremely uncoordinated. But I didn’t know why my heart was inexplicably twitching, then I lowered my head and shook my head and said:
Our goal is only Big prophecy, no need for extra-budgets."
The battle on the square is still going on fiercely. The blood is accompanied by the breeze that I don’t know where to blow. The more the city’s more vivid, the seemingly sleeping beast, not only shows the fangs, but also soon Awaken, bringing a deadly destruction.
Above the square, the fiercest battle is nothing more than the battle of several strong four-powered fighters. The power is strong, and Ye Qian feels guilty. The four-armed warrior who had been injured in the body, once Yi Qian prepared to attack. However, it was tragically killed here under the siege of two four-armed warriors.
The battle only lasted for less than ten minutes. There were a lot of casualties on the square. Just where Ye Qian’s spiritual power covered, he killed eight abilities, six serious injuries, and four combat forces were damaged.
In such a harsh environment, these people are still so unrelenting, Ye Qian does not think they are stupid, but can become a person of the powers, not all of them are simple, the reason why they are so desperate because of the belief in the bottom of the heart The force is big enough.
Just like Ye Qian himself, although he does not believe in the true God and God, if someone kills his family and friends around him, even in this harsh environment, Ye Qian may not be like those people.
However, at this time, the bulging bulge, I do not know where to come from, the thick white mist floating from the air, gradually shrouded the entire square, and even Ye Qian’s mental power perception is also under the influence of white fog. Lost the perceived effect.
"What's going on." Ye Qian's face changed, not only the square, but also the surrounding white square fog began to bloom. The white fog was reached, the line of sight was blocked, and the effective distance that could be seen was less than ten meters.
Yan dance also widened his eyes, looking at the white mist around him, inexplicably with a strange fear rising.
The sound of the noisy battle suddenly stopped suddenly, and then there was a faint sound of gongs and drums.
"Hey..."
The more impetuous drums, it is like the drums on the ancient battlefield, constantly raising the volume, when the sound of the drums is the most exciting, it is the time when the whole army launched the sprint.
"Mummy." Ye Qian's face suddenly changed. The mummies in the white mist seemed to have stealth function. They found out when they were close to Ye Qian and Yan Dance less than ten meters.
Yan Yan heard the words and looked behind him. I saw that there were more than one mummies coming out, and there were more than a dozen.
With so many mummies, Ye Qian and Yan Wu combined, there is not much confidence, and no one knows whether there are more mummies behind the mummies, or even four-order mummies.
"go."
Ye Qian has almost no hesitation, and walks with Yan dance. In such an alley, once surrounded by mummies, Ye Qian and Yan dance are really dangerous.
Undoubtedly, at this time, the square is the best place to fight. At least, the square is spacious enough. If you encounter a large number of mummies, you will not be trapped and killed, so that the two have no way to retreat.
The square shrouded by white mist is extraordinarily sturdy, the breeze blew, the smell is pungent, and the noisy fighting sounds suddenly sounded.
Ye Qian and Yan Yan clung to each other and retired to the square. Only then did they find that the mummies in the square were more than they thought, and there were many fourth-order mummies.
"How could this be?" Yan dance clasped the demon dagger, looking at a large number of third-order mummies, and suddenly there was a sense of powerlessness.
Ye Qian slightly frowned, and did not know how many mummies came from, why did they come to the ancient city, but these mummies would rush to the top as long as they saw the powers, and they did not care about life and death.
Ye Qian holds the blood waves and fights with all his strength. He always kills the mummies that are close to himself and Yan Dance. The use of blood waves is so powerful that Ye Qian’s lethality is greatly improved, so that he does not know how many mummies are under siege. It is possible to achieve only about six mummy in a range of ten meters.
A mummy with lost energy, Mu Nai stood in the same place, and was pushed down by the later mummies. In the blink of an eye, Ye Qian had already killed 12 full mummies, and it was too late to cover the particularity of the blood waves.
However, fortunately, the fog is shrouded at this moment, and no other abilities are seen around. Otherwise, for his own safety, Ye Qian will not only destroy the mummies, but also destroy those who find the special characteristics of blood waves.
"Yeah." Suddenly, Ye Qian’s face changed. There was a fourth-order mummy in the line of sight that was much taller than the average third-order mummies. Although the look of the mummies was sluggish, the majestic atmosphere made Ye Qian feel pressure. .
"The fourth-order mummies." Yan dance is also scared, there are so many third-order mummies around, and now there is a fourth-order mummies, which makes the situation worse.
"I am arrogant and forbidden to die." When the fourth-order mummies saw Ye Qian and Yan Yan, they said coldly, and the sluggish eyes actually looked down at the blood waves of Ye Qian’s hands, seemingly to the blood of Ye Qian’s hands. The waves are a bit jealous.
It can be seen that the third-order mummies and the fourth-order mummies are still somewhat different, at least for the dangerous instinct.
This subtle change made Ye Qian feel a cold heart. This way, it is even more difficult to kill the fourth-order mummies.