v2 Chapter 1991： Fighting god

I can only leave now.

Zhao Wei returned to the dark forbidden land with his injury. The night brook station stood there quietly waiting for Zhao Wei to come out.

Fortunately, I didn’t let the night brook flow in, because there was no way for him to resist the power inside. If the night brook ran into what caused the accident, Zhao Wei could not do anything about it.

Now there is a long black hair in the night, a pair of bones, a strange eyelid in the eyebrows, and a pair of white eyelids, which radiate a dark sense of oppression.

Zhao Wei does not know how much potential she has at this time.

Her most direct feeling to Zhao Wei is that her potential may be only the first point than the moon **** bud, and the moon **** bud is the ten-yin fairy body, with the ability to become a fairy, the night brook is just the first point than her, then It is also very horrible.

And the smell of the body of the Nightingale does not want to be a Protoss, but is similar to a Mozu.

The Moon God Bud itself has a strong Protoss.

All of this may be related to the seal of the dark forbidden land. Zhao Wei has no ability to go in and explore. Now I don't know what is going on. I can only put this thing aside.

"Adult! You have nothing?"

A pair of pale eyes in the night 阑 瞳 looked at Zhao Wei, asked Zhao Wei with care, and saw that Zhao Wei was not hurt, and something big has happened inside.

Zhao Wei replied, "The prohibition is too strong, and I can't carry it in. Now let's go back!"

Nightingale Creek nodded lightly.

Back to the carriage location, the original carriage was a little crowded, and now it is impossible to accommodate four people at night.

However, things are also very well resolved, because the storage ring is relatively large, and there are also horse-drawn carriages. Zhao Wei can take it out directly, and also grabbed a few buffaloes as the driving force for pulling the carriage.

In fact, Zhao Wei only wants to leave only the Nightingale Creek. Her family finds a place to be placed, but their family has just experienced such a terrible thing and is not willing to be separated.

In the end, Zhao Wei can only promise to leave them. Anyway, there are already many people, and three more can't affect anything.

Now ten strong forces, plus the power of the darkness of the night brook, Zhao Wei has collected it, and finally three different.

The carriage continued to move forward, and Zhao Wei sat back and recovered his injuries.

After about three days, everyone came to a force at a time. I don’t know what festivals there are. The streets are very lively. Everyone has a look of joy and is gathering somewhere.

God Xiaoyi happily took the Luna buds down from the carriage, carrying the fog and two people, followed many people to go somewhere.

At this time, Zhao Wei’s injury has also recovered, and some are curious about what festival it is, and also come down from the carriage.

The same was true of other people. After a few days of carriages, I felt a little dull. Looking at the festive scenes around me, I couldn’t help but walk down the carriage, relieve the dullness in my heart, and soon I was exposed by the surrounding atmosphere.

"Adult! This is for you."

At night, the night raft was happy to buy a pair of nice crystal necklaces, and some shy hands reached out and handed it to Zhao Wei.

Now that the night brook has a mask, she is a bit strange, and it will attract a lot of people's attention, so she brought a mask.

Zhao Wei chuckled and did not care very much.

Although the night brook has gained a lot of strength, it has changed a lot, but she is still the girl's heart.

Seeing Zhao Wei accepting the bracelet, revealing a beautiful smile, took the other bracelet in his hand and followed Zhao Wei.

Zhao Yi’s interest is all in front.

There is a huge building like the Colosseum in front of it. Each one is 50 meters high and the width is up to a kilometer. It looks old and has a strong atmosphere.

Zhao Wei asked the people around him and he understood what was going on.

It turned out that this festival is a festival of fighting, that is, a battle between gods and gods. It lasted for more than two thousand years. It is the oldest festival in this place, and hundreds of gods around it will participate.

The ultimate victory of the gods, there are some corresponding rewards, and the most exciting thing is the ultimate **** of the gods, can be called fighting gods.

Known as the Fighting God, it is recognized by all parties and will nominally be a similar ally.

This event is held every other year, so fighting can only be a year.

What Zhao thought in his mind, asked the person next to him, "Whether any **** can participate in the Fighting Festival?"

The next person smiled and nodded. "The festival of fighting is originally a festival of fighting with gods. It is a battle between the gods and the gods. Therefore, it does not restrict any gods from participating. The **** who won the title of the **** of the last year can continue. participate."

Zhao Wei showed a smile and let everyone play for himself. He left something for a while.

Then, a huge Colosseum, filled with people, his face was a little excited, waiting for the appearance of the gods.

Nightingale Creek and her family found a lower position to sit down.

Her family is also excited, they have not seen the test between the gods, and still as an audience, do not have to worry about being afraid.

Nightingale Creek sat on one side, absent-minded, thinking that Zhao Wei went there.

At this time, a fat young man, with a smile on his face, came to a platform and said, "Now we are starting to test, we welcome our giant stone **** first."

A three-meter-high a young man like a stone, with a powerful momentum, came out from a door in the Colosseum.

Giant Stone God! Giant Stone God! Giant Stone God! ......

Numerous cheers and applause sounded, and the scene boiled up, the sound was loud, the sound was moving, and every Colosseum was like this.

In fact, although countless people cheered and shouted, the power of a weak faith was quietly integrated into the body of a young man.

There is no small advantage in the screaming of the God of Fighting Day, because this festival has become a kind of faith, and the participating gods can obtain the beliefs of the people, and include all the people, not individual forces.

Even if it is not the people of their own power, because of the festival, they can also gain the power of faith.

Otherwise, there are no various benefits, how can the gods who are high above participate in this activity.

That fat young man introduces the giant stone god, with a smile and stretches his finger to the other side. "The **** who is now trying to compete with the giant stone **** is the first time to participate in the **** of the gods, supporting the god!"

The people present were in awe, and the name of the Emperor was very domineering, but there was no such thing as a god.

Because the title and strength are equal, if you don't have the strength and identity to call it, it is a joke, asking for humiliation.

The names of the empire, the emperor, the emperor, and the emperor are undoubtedly the highest and most noble.