Sizzling——
The character light screen suddenly trembled strangely, twisted and shattered, and turned into wisps of electric light that spread around. The earth, sky, and everything in sight became blurred, and were replaced by another strange and bizarre scene.
Yan Xing froze on the spot, his eyes widened. The originally amber boy's hole was already gray and silver, reflecting an illusory world.
In the unknown time and space, chaos and nothingness alternately go back and forth. An indescribable thing with a scarlet body and twisted lines all over its body lies prone in the turbulent flow of time and space. Its endless jointed limbs surround a transparent ball, and its ferocious mouthparts The tentacles spread out and penetrated deeply into the sphere, squirming to absorb the colorful light flow inside.
Yan Xing's eyes moved slightly, and he looked into the ball of light. It was infinitely wide, and there were endless living creatures. Wisps of colorful light escaped from the behavior of the living creatures every moment, and floated from the center of the eyebrows to the sky...
"who!?"
Under the indescribable thing, nine figures knelt down. Because they were too small, they were ignored by Yan Xing at the beginning. At this time, they all stood up suddenly and looked at Yan Xing with extremely terrifying eyes.
The deep and vast, lifeless and indifferent sight seems to span eternity of time and space.
Yan Xing was startled and quickly looked away, breaking away from the strange state.
"Huhu——"
Yan Xing was breathing heavily, with cold sweat all over his body. His eyes were tightly closed and there was blood gurgling from the corners of his eyes. He slowly opened his eyes again, and the color of his eyes had returned to normal.
The distorted and broken light curtain in front of him has returned to normal, and the scenes in all directions are as dark red and dim as before, as if everything he just saw was an illusion.
With [Unyielding Will] protecting his body, Yan Xing will naturally not think that he has fallen into an illusion. What he just saw and heard is true.
"A corner of the future?"
After a short period of time, Yan Xing quickly calmed down, his brows furrowed, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
"God's perception, the seventh sense of time, can perceive the past and future when receiving specific external stimulation. 』
Yan Xing waved his hand to disperse the light curtain in front of him and looked up at the sky. The reason why he could see the scene in the future was probably due to the "pure consciousness" he just swallowed.
Before the Cuihua Star retreat, his strength could barely support the activation of the seventh sense. After the retreat, his strength increased sharply, and the seven senses were stable and permanent.
The future and the past belong to the supreme forbidden area and are difficult to peek into.
Yan Xing believed in his own talent. He had indeed seen the future scene just now. What surprised him was that the last nine figures were able to detect his sight and even wanted to cross time and space to lock his position. Fortunately, they evacuated. Be decisive enough.
"Could that ball of light that was sucked like a coconut be the result of extra-dimensional time and space?"
"Indescribable things, cough, cough, I seem to have discovered something very remarkable."
Yan Xing coughed softly and spit out a brown blood clot. In an instant, the injury caused by the overdraft of talent had recovered.
This sudden change completely changed his sense of the three realms of virtuality, truth and non-extra-dimensional time and space, causing fundamental doubts about the welfare of countless monks. Maybe it is not the case. Who is the real "blessing"? Acceptance is unknown.
"Be prepared for a rainy day. You have to be more careful in the future. Don't let others sell it without knowing it."
A strange color flashed in Yan Xing's eyes, and then his figure twisted and turned into a wisp of electric waves, shooting away into the distance.
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"Four years have passed since the Nightmare Trials exploded. It is said that the two marginal realms fell and the surviving monks joined the alliance. This is a grand event that is rare in billions of years."
"I thought this feast would have ended two years ago, but I didn't expect that there would still be fish that slipped through the net. Hehe, it's time for us to make a serious profit this time!"
In a mountain col, several figures sat together, talking to each other, looking very excited, their eyes met, and they all nodded heavily.
If a new person starts the nightmare trial, the core of the virtual world will broadcast it to the whole area, so that all monks whose consciousness is in the virtual world at that time can obtain it.
There are two types of people who will not receive the broadcast. One is the monks whose consciousness has not entered the virtual world; the second is the monks who are in the copy world.
Then adventurers who want to get involved can request to join. It will be terminated after a quarter of an hour and 999,999 people will be randomly selected.
It's all about luck, and the losers can only sigh and watch others reap the benefits.
But it is not without devious means, just like what these people are going to do, use special props to force people into the trial world. This operation is called "unintentional entry" or "smuggling".
The leader looked solemn and turned over his hands to take out a purple card. The back had strange interlaced patterns and three stars in the center. On the front was a coffin, held tightly by a big hand wearing white gloves.
boom!
Invisible flames ignited the card from the bottom and burned it to ashes in an instant. The dust floated and actually formed a five-pointed star array on the ground.
Several people made magic tricks with their hands and sat cross-legged at the tip of the star array. The power of consciousness surged and they slapped their palms to the ground at the same time.
"Three-star props: The magician's joke: Prosthetic reincarnation!"
Buzz! !
Katsa——
Amidst the strange buzzing sound, the earth trembled and then began to crack, with cracks spreading throughout the mountain col.
Under the gloomy and dim light, a strange scene appeared. A pair of white coffins broke out from the cracks in the ground. There were ninety-nine pairs, with a number engraved on the lids.
Crunch!
The coffin opened slowly with a harsh and harsh sound, and the figures stepped out. Their faces could not be seen clearly in the dark environment, but their aura was extremely powerful.
"Jiong Cheng, you did a good job."
Hearing this solemn voice, the person who took out the card quickly stood up, with a look of fear and awe on his face.
"Captain, you are serious. It is the responsibility of my subordinates to share your worries. I don't dare to take credit!"
Three-star props are very precious. A picture like this "Magician's Banter" once fetched a sky-high price of 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones on the black market. Especially in recent years, nightmare trials have appeared frequently, and this kind of props has been consumed. One is hard to come by, and a few are kept in people's collections, never leaking out.
Naturally, the props were not forged, but were things given to him by the group leader. He only had a small effect, and anyone else could have done it.
Intelligent creatures are social creatures. In strange and unknown environments, they will involuntarily join groups to stay warm.
Therefore, there are endless "adventure groups" in the virtual world, either with like-minded interests or for common interests and ambitions. Many people have spontaneously established small groups and even developed offline, cooperating with each other in the material world.
The group of people in the mountain col are all from the "Withered Leaf Adventure Group", a group that has been growing rapidly recently and has grown to more than 80,000 members.
According to rumors, the leader of the Dead Leaf Adventure Group has a good background. He is the Holy Son of a certain holy place in the material world. He has control over massive resources. If you follow him around, you will die if you drink the soup and water leaking from your fingers.
There was silence in the mountain col. More than a hundred people stood in solemn silence, surrounding the regimental leader in the center, their bodies slightly bent, respectfully waiting for orders.
Woohoo——
The dark wind blew away the dark clouds, and the scarlet light illuminated the surroundings. The shadows on the leader's face dissipated, revealing a pale face.
It's actually...
