Unlimited Adaptation

Zizizi——

The character light curtain suddenly trembled strangely, twisted and shattered, and turned into strands of lightning that spread all around. The earth and the sky, everything in sight became blurry and blurred, replaced by another bizarre scene.

Yan Xing was stunned in place, his eyes wide open, the originally amber-colored child's hole was now gray and silver-white, reflecting an illusory world.

In the unknown time and space, chaos and nothingness alternated back and forth, an indescribable thing with a scarlet body and twisted lines all over its body, lying prone in the turbulence of time and space, its endless limbs embraced a transparent sphere, and the tentacles in the hideous mouth spread out, deeply inserted into the sphere, squirming to absorb the colorful light flow inside.

Yan Xing's eyes moved slightly, looking into the light ball. It was infinitely wide, with countless creatures living there. Wisps of colorful light flowed from the behavior of the creatures at every moment, floating from the eyebrows to the sky...

"Who!?"

Under the indescribable thing, nine figures were kneeling. 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, dead and indifferent sight seemed to be able to cross the eternal time and space.

Yan Xing was startled and quickly retracted his sight to break free from the strange state.

"Huhu--"

Yan Xing was panting heavily, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were closed tightly, and blood flowed 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 had returned to normal, and the scene of the world was as dark red and dim as before, as if everything he had seen just now was an illusion.

With his body protected, Yan Xing naturally wouldn't think that he was trapped in an illusion. What he had just seen and heard was real.

"A corner of the future?"

After a short period of anxiety, Yan Xing quickly calmed down, frowned, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"God's perception, the seventh sense of time, can perceive the past and the future under certain external stimulation. '

Yan Xing waved his hand to dispel the light curtain in front of him, looked up at the sky, and the reason why he could see a scene of the future should be due to the "pure consciousness" he had just swallowed.

Before the retreat on Cuihua Star, his strength was barely enough to support the opening of the seventh sense. After the retreat, his strength soared, and the seventh sense had stabilized and remained.

The future and the past are all in the supreme forbidden area, and it is difficult to peek.

Yan Xing trusts his innate ability. He did see the future scene just now. What surprised him was that the last nine figures could actually detect his sight and even wanted to cross time and space to lock his position. Fortunately, he evacuated decisively enough.

"That ball of light that was sucked like a coconut, could it be the super-dimensional space-time?"

"Something indescribable, ahem, I seem to have discovered something very extraordinary."

Yan Xing coughed softly and spat out a brown blood clot. In an instant, the injuries from the backlash of overdrawing his talent had recovered.

This sudden change completely changed his perception of the super-dimensional space-time of the three realms of virtuality, truth, and nothingness, and he had fundamental doubts. It may not be the case that it is a benefit for countless cultivators. It is unknown who is enjoying the real "blessing". …. "Prepare for a rainy day, be more careful in the future, don't let people sell you without knowing it."

Yan Xing's eyes flashed with a strange color, and then his figure twisted, turning into a ray of electric waves, shooting into the distance.

…

“It’s been four years, and the nightmare trials have appeared in a gusher. It is said that it is because two marginal realms fell, and the monks who survived by chance joined the alliance. It is a grand event that is rare in billions of years.”

“I thought this feast had ended two years ago, but I didn’t expect that there were still fish that slipped through the net. Hehe, this time it’s time for us to make a lot of money!”

In a valley, several figures sat together, talking to each other, their expressions were very excited, their eyes met, and they all nodded heavily.

If a newcomer starts the nightmare trial, the core of the virtual world will broadcast it to the whole area, allowing all the monks whose consciousness is in the virtual world during that time period to obtain it.

There are two types of people who will not receive the broadcast, one is the monk whose consciousness has not entered the virtual world; the other is the monk who is in the dungeon world.

Then the adventurer who intends to intervene can request to join, and it will end after a quarter of an hour, and 999,999 people will be randomly selected.

It’s all about luck. The losers can only sigh and watch others reap the benefits.

But there are also roundabout means, just like what these people are going to do, using special props to forcibly pull people into the trial world. This operation is called "intrusion" or "smuggling".

The leader looked solemn, flipped his hand and took out a purple card, with strange patterns on the back, three stars in the center, and a coffin on the front, tightly held by a big hand wearing white gloves.

Boom!

The invisible flame ignited the card from the bottom, and it burned to ashes in an instant, and the dust floated, forming a pentagram array on the ground.

Several people pinched the magic formula with their hands, sat cross-legged at the tip of the star array, and the power of consciousness was boiling and surging, and at the same time slapped their palms to the ground.

"Three-star props: Magician's joke·Prosthetic reincarnation!"

Buzz! !

Kacha——

In the strange buzzing sound, the earth trembled, and then began to crack, and the cracks spread throughout the valley.

Under the dim light, a strange scene appeared. A series of white coffins emerged from the cracks in the ground. There were ninety-nine of them, and a number was engraved on the lids of each coffin.

Creaky!

The coffins slowly opened with a harsh and piercing sound, and figures stepped out. Their faces could not be seen in the dark environment, but their auras were extremely powerful.

"Jiong Cheng, you did a good job."

Hearing this cold voice, the man who took out the card stood up quickly, with fear and awe on his face.

"Captain, you are too kind. It is my duty to share your worries, and I dare not take credit for it!"

Three-star props are very precious. For example, this "Magician's Joke" was once sold at a sky-high price of 10,000 top-grade spirit stones in the black market. Especially in recent years, nightmare trials have appeared frequently. This kind of prop has been consumed to the point where it is difficult to find one. The few that are collected by people will not flow out at all.

The props are naturally not Jiong Cheng's, but something given to him by the captain. He just played a small role, and anyone else can do it.

Intelligent creatures are social creatures. In a strange and unknown environment, they will involuntarily gather together for warmth.

Therefore, there are endless "adventure groups" in the virtual world. Many people spontaneously establish small groups for common interests and ambitions, and even develop offline and cooperate with each other in the material world.

This group of people in the valley are all from the "Withered Leaf Adventure Group", a group that has been rising recently, with more than 80,000 members.

According to gossip, the leader of the Withered Leaf Adventure Group is not a small figure. He is the son of a holy land in the material world. He controls a huge amount of resources. If you follow him, you can die by drinking the soup that leaks from your fingers.

There was silence in the valley. More than a hundred people stood solemnly, surrounding the leader in the center, bending their bodies slightly, and respectfully waiting for orders. m.

Woo--

The dark wind blew away the dark clouds, and the scarlet light illuminated the surroundings. The shadow on the leader's face dissipated, revealing a pale face.

It turned out to be...

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