Unlimited Adaptation

"Why don't you kill me?"

Wang Baoer looked puzzled, stepping barefoot through the sea of ​​blood and corpses. Wherever she passed, the remains of the bodies of consciousness with various deaths began to become illusory, and the blood and flesh disintegrated into fluorescent white light spots and floated towards the sky, like strange light bands swaying and fluttering behind her.

For some reason, Wang Baoer could only hide her identity. Although she did not modify her appearance, she wore a mask on her face. It was a five-star prop obtained from the trial. It was extremely rare and could perfectly hide the fluctuations of consciousness.

Although Yan Xing was strong, he was not so strong as to ignore the power of the five-star prop. He showed mercy to her, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"You are not an enemy. My intuition tells me that we should know each other."

Yan Xing shook his head, the mountain of corpses under his feet disintegrated, his figure was erratic, and he instantly appeared in front of the woman in the white dress. He looked up and down carefully, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart. He was very sure that he had never met the other party.

Only the consciousness entered the virtual world, while the body, including the light of the origin of life in the life hole, remained in the material world. Therefore, the electromagnetic induction between Wang Baoer and Yan Xing failed.

"Junior brother, how are you?"

Wang Baoer's mouth corners slightly raised, and she reached behind her ear and gently peeled off a white gel film as thin as a cicada's wing. The next moment, her figure rose three inches, her face was distorted and restored to its original appearance, and even the fluctuation of her breath changed greatly, with the hot edge of electric current.

"Senior Sister Baoer!?"

Yan Xing was stunned at first, and then shook his head and laughed. It seems that the talent of [My life is determined by me] has taken effect. The luck is in my hands. I met an old acquaintance when I entered the dungeon world for the first time.

"Senior sister, it's been four years. Long time no see."

"Yeah." Wang Baoer nodded gently, her eyes were a little dim, and she seemed very tired. On her fair face, there was a centipede-like scar extending from the temple to the chin.

The body of consciousness left an unhealable scar. It was hard to imagine how vicious and strange the attack method was.

"What is your injury?"

Yan Xing frowned slightly, sensing that Wang Baoer was in a very bad state. The body of consciousness was like this, and the real body was probably even worse.

"No problem, let's not talk about me, let's talk about you, Junior Brother, are you doing well recently? During the evacuation, we couldn't find your trace, and we thought..."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Baoer suddenly stopped, secretly thinking that she was asking unnecessary questions. Looking at Yan Xing's current strength, he was vigorous and powerful. There was no need to think too much. He lived a much more comfortable life than her.

"Junior Brother, where are you now? Feixian Cave Heaven has been moved to the Huntian Realm. If possible, will you come back?" Wang Bao hesitated, biting his lips lightly, showing a rare shy posture, as if he had something to hide.

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and he looked at Wang Baoer deeply. Seeing that the other party was unwilling to mention the injury on his face, he also stopped asking questions.

As for the situation that Feixian Dongtian is facing, Yan Xing can guess with his heels that it must be very difficult. Not to mention that it is dependent on others, the total amount of resources in the world is limited. One more force means one more person to share the cake. Moreover, Feixian Dongtian's strength is neither good nor bad, not as good as the Holy Land, and it is at the overlord level among ordinary forces. It is reasonable that it is not welcomed.

"In a short period of time, I guess I can't go back. The place where I am is very far away. I don't have the ability to cross this infinite distance for the time being."

Yan Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, and the underlying meaning of his words was to reject Wang Baoer's request.

Although Feixian Dongtian will be difficult, it will not be destroyed. Regarding the agreement with the Holy Land in the mist wave, although he is not clear about the specific details, according to the unified nature of the top forces, they are very careful about their feathers. It is discredited to do such a thing.

In addition to the Holy Land, if Feixian Dongtian can't even deal with forces at other levels, it will be destroyed. He doesn't like it anyway, but he can't forget the hostility of the whole world towards the pure blood of the human race.

"Junior brother, you are just as Deacon Xian said."

Wang Baoer had a complicated expression on her face. She turned around slowly, and regardless of whether Yan Xing could hear her, she whispered, "Feixian Dongtian is in a bad situation. Two years ago, the 'True Prison Holy Land' and the 'Cangtian Fengjiang Holy Land' came together. On the surface, they were visiting, but in fact, they came to investigate our background. Everything was going well until..."

"They saw the library, and for some reason, their attitude suddenly changed. They asked us to hand over the library in an imperative tone!"

Wang Baoer's tone was low, and there was still deep confusion in her eyes. She seemed to not understand that a holy land had no magical books. Why did it still need to covet a "small force" like Feixian Dongtian?

What puzzled Wang Baoer even more was that the top leaders of Feixian Dongtian did not hesitate at all and directly refused, and their attitude was unprecedentedly firm and did not allow for discussion.

I'm afraid that it was not so difficult to ask Feixian Dongtian to hand over the immortal weapon.

The value of a treasure pavilion exceeds that of an immortal weapon? Wang Baoer was puzzled.

"Feixian Dongtian refused?"

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flickered, although it was an interrogative tone, but it was full of determination.

Could he not refuse?

The collection of divine skills is nothing, knowledge can be reproduced, it is a renewable resource, and it will not have much impact on the power if it is handed over to others.

The real precious thing that the Holy Land and Feixian Dongtian are fighting for is the pure blood of the human race imprisoned in the depths of the library - the Goddess of Origin.

Human pure blood has a power of comprehension of the origin text that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Many classics and magic skills written by the origin text are like encrypted files. Only through the translation of pure blood can ordinary people practice and comprehend.

Without the Goddess of Origin, Feixian Dongtian will not be able to produce top powerhouses for a long time, let alone the supreme gods and demons, even stepping on immortals will be difficult to appear.

What's more, Feixian Dongtian has just lost the Meteoric Realm. Without the population base to promote the return of blood, it is undoubtedly dancing on the edge of a knife to compete with the other party for the pure blood of the human race under the eyes of the holy land of the Huntian Realm. It is extremely difficult.

Without the library, Feixian Dongtian is destined to decline in the long river of history until the inheritance is cut off. It is reasonable to reject the holy land in a stern manner.

"Well, we refused, which caused a series of events and put Feixian Cave in a dilemma."

"As far as I know, the top leaders can no longer withstand the pressure and are ready to agree to the conditions of the Holy Land and hold a competition to determine the ownership of the library. If we win, Feixian will truly gain a foothold in the Hun Tian Realm!"

Is it really that simple?

A trace of mockery flashed in Yan Xing's eyes. He seemed to see the flash of swords and the shadows of corpses piled up like mountains, and the bloody heads floating on the oars.

Now this so-called competition is far more dangerous than the Seven Stars Arena Competition. The last time the Holy Land was in a playful mood, it involved the competition for the pure blood of the human race, and the forces of several parties had to kill like crazy.

"Junior brother, since your consciousness can enter the virtual world, it means that the area you are in is covered by the super-dimensional space-time!"

"No matter how far the distance is, it can be crossed in an instant using super-dimensional transmission!"

Wang Baoer's eyes lit up, and she turned around and stared at Yan Xing, cursing herself for being confused and ignoring such a crucial thing. She witnessed Yan Xing's growth and understood the strength of this junior brother and how terrible his growth rate was.

In the land of the Ash Abyss, he "reborn after death" and disappeared in the foggy waves. He appeared four years later and could kill tens of thousands of Shenzang consciousness bodies with his own strength, and the strength he showed was just the tip of the iceberg.

If he could win over Yan Xing, this brave general, he would definitely be the biggest dark horse in the competition with the Holy Land. Maybe it would be possible...

Thinking of this, Wang Baoer's eyes were full of light, and even the fatigue hidden in her eyes dissipated a lot.

"When will this so-called competition be held?"

Yan Xing smiled, but a hint of meaning flashed in his eyes. Wang Baoer, who was emotional, did not notice it.

He owed the Pavilion Master of the Library a huge favor, and this favor had to be repaid. He did not care about Feixian Dongtian's life or death, but he could not watch the Pavilion Master fall into the hands of the Holy Land.

With the strong foundation of the Holy Land, it would be very difficult to rescue the Pavilion Master in the future. It was almost an impossible task. By the time he grew up, the Pavilion Master might have been squeezed dry.

So, he could not let the Holy Land succeed in its goal.

"Ten years later!"

Wang Baoer's spirit became stronger and stronger. In order to prepare for the competition, many of Feixian Dongtian's true disciples were doing their best to improve their strength. For this reason, she was immersed in the virtual world almost every moment, honing her consciousness in many copy worlds until her consciousness could not bear it and she passively left the virtual world.

"Junior brother, you started the trial, this is your first time entering the virtual world, right? With your blank title, you really can't use super-dimensional transmission, but in ten years, with your ability, you are enough to improve your permission to meet the requirements!"

"Junior brother Yan, as a disciple of Feixian, can you..."

Speaking of this, Wang Baoer's tone was sincere, and there was expectation in her beautiful eyes.

The Wang family has been completely tied to Feixian Dongtian and has become the fifth vein force. They prosper together and suffer together. Without the Meteorite Realm, there is no other way out.

For both emotional and rational reasons, whether for the sake of the clan members or for her own future development, Wang Baoer can't watch Feixian Dongtian fail.

"Well, I'll think about it."

Boom--

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing's figure suddenly stagnated, his eyes widened, and his amber pupils twisted slightly, turning into silver-white ash.

God's perception, the seventh sense of time!

Between words and deeds, under the stimulation of Wang Baoer in the outside world, events closely related to himself were triggered. A corner of the future was reflected in the depths of Yan Xing's eyes with a bizarre and vague posture.

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He saw it.

The boundless land was a scorched earth, gods and demons roared above the sky, endless thunder and fire fell, the void was broken, and the mixed hole was suspended.

The questioning state slid down the sky, and a deep fist mark was imprinted on the surface of the state.

The Sky-Splitting Sword hummed and trembled, and the sharp sword light shone for billions of miles. Large pieces of the sun, moon and stars were cut down and turned into red meteors, colliding with the earth's crust, volcanoes erupted, and scarlet hot magma shot into the void for thousands of miles.

Corpses were continuous and hot blood was flowing.

Under the Ancient God Mountain, an extremely tall and majestic giant was pierced through the chest by a long spear, and was fixed on the cliff, and the red blood was rolling like a river. The giant's eyes widened, glaring at the sky. His eyes had lost their color, and the strange totem of thunder and fire on his forehead gradually dimmed and extinguished...

Raymond, died in battle.

By the bloody river, a figure stood with a sword, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind, his silver eyes disappeared, leaving only two dark holes, and an invisible sword light pierced through the man's forehead and reached the depths of the earth.

Zang Wu, died in battle.

Hoho! Roar, hoho——

A petite woman, bound by colorful chains of laws, was suspended in the air. Below her, several figures stood, each holding a scarlet blood banner. The extremely dense black mist gushed in from the banner, twisting and wriggling, and poured into the woman's angry eyes.

The eyes, which were originally like scarlet whirlpools, absorbed a lot of black mist, which was difficult to digest and turned into a pitch-black color. The pupils were full of cracks, but those figures still ignored it and silently urged the blood banner to force more black mist into the woman's eyes.

Kui Aiyin, crazy.

"Although I am dead, my will to fly to immortality is forever cut off. Wait, my junior brother will come back and avenge us..."

"Hehe, the howl of a defeated dog."

Clang! Yin——

An extremely bright sword light penetrated the sky and earth, and the clouds covering billions of miles were cut off. The electromagnetic force field that had been superimposed layer by layer was like a rotten leaf, breaking into pieces under the extremely sharp sword light. The woman in the center of the magnetic field was surrounded by endless lightning, and the colorful metal turned into a huge shield, but the sword light seemed to be able to cut and break everything. It shattered the magnetic field, cut off the shield, and cut through the woman's fair and slender neck...

Boom! !

A purple-blue thunder broke through the void, as if it was a swan song before death.

Wang Baoer died in battle.

The light and shadows flowed, and more and more figures flashed by one by one, Xian Qiuming, the great elder Sikong, Kong Lingzi, Xie Shengning, Lu Tiexian...

All died in battle, and no bones were left.

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"Hoo!"

Yan Xing opened his eyes suddenly, the silver-white color of his eyes faded, and his pupils turned amber again, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead. This time, the future corner was very close, and there was no terrifying existence that could penetrate time and space, so the consumption on him was very small, and there was no backlash.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Baoer was stunned when she saw this scene. She didn't know what happened to Yan Xing. The fierce aura that flashed by just now made her feel palpitations, and she also had infinite reverie about the strength of her junior brother.

"Don't think about it, ten years, right? I will go back."

"Hehe, those guys in the holy land are very arrogant!"

Yan Xing grinned, his eyes were extremely deep, and this window of the soul was like a bottomless abyss, difficult to peek into.

"Junior brother, thank you!"

Wang Baoer was stunned at first, her mouth slightly open, very cute, and then she reacted, her eyes burst into brilliant light, her emotions fluctuated and it was difficult to calm down.

She didn't know what caused Yan Xing to change his mind, but it didn't matter. It was enough for her junior brother to agree to participate in the competition.

A gentleman's word is as good as his bond, and Yan Xing is even more so. Once he has promised something, he will definitely do it. Wang Baoer has no doubt about this.

"We are all disciples of Feixian. I can't just watch you fight for your lives, right? No need to thank me. What I did is not for a certain person."

Yan Xing waved his hand, his eyes calm as water.

Wang Baoer didn't know that with Yan Xing's change of mind, her future destiny had quietly changed.

There are still ten years before the competition, so there is no rush for the time being. Yan Xing looked around and focused on the trial.

"Senior Sister Baoer, can you leave the world of Lianyu? I don't plan to waste time anymore. Next, I will directly destroy the negative consciousness core, bury this world, and all negative creatures and adventurers..."

If Wang Baoer doesn't leave, she will be annihilated with the world, and her consciousness body will die. She can only wait ten years before she can recast her consciousness body and log in to the virtual world.

In order to cope with the competition, she is trying her best to improve her cultivation. If she cannot take advantage of the convenience of the virtual world, it will undoubtedly affect her preparations for the battle. Her main consciousness will be severely damaged and difficult to heal, and her strength will drop sharply.

"Leave this world?"

Wang Baoer smiled bitterly. How could things be so simple? If you come and go as you please, wouldn't that be treating the negative world as a child's play?

"Junior brother, to leave the copy world, you must first complete the most basic hunting task. I need to kill one hundred fifth-order negative creatures."

The fifth-order negative creatures have a consciousness power roughly equivalent to that of the Shenzang realm. In addition, these monsters have all kinds of strange and weird means, so it is not easy to kill them. If they can't do it, they can only wait for the trialists to complete the trial or die, and then they can choose to exit the copy world in advance.

"One hundred? It's very simple!"

Yan Xing's perception spread, and thousands of miles away, there was another large group of negative creatures, following the fluctuations of his breath, slowly gathering over.

With his palms clenched, the gravitational thread crossed the void, tightly bound a thousand negative creatures, and dragged them back fiercely.

Rumble!

The earth trembled, and dense monsters fell like raindrops. Their huge bodies crushed the soil layer, and the terrifying force field and majestic aura bound them so that they could not move.

"Kill them, and leave as soon as you are done. Don't delay my work."

Yan Xing pursed his lips and signaled Wang Baoer to take action.

Wang Baoer: "Junior brother...(๑°⌓°๑)."

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Happy New Year, fellow readers!