Unlimited Adaptation

The Wuji Holy City was originally the most prosperous place in the virtual world.

The "Wuji Ladder" that only opens once every thousand years is about to open, and it has attracted a large number of people. The huge space in the city has formed a rare scene of people rubbing shoulders with each other.

It is even more difficult to find a place to stay.

They came a little late. In less than three days, the inns and restaurants were already overcrowded. They might have to sleep on the streets. Fortunately, they are all extraordinary people. It only takes three days to stroll around.

"My lord, I have sent a text message. Someone will come to pick us up soon."

"Well, Brother Yan, please wait a moment. My family has a manor in the Holy City as a base. Let's go there first."

The Holy City is very expensive. Those who can buy property here are all top forces. For this reason, space jumps and even teleportation are not allowed in the city.

Huh?

Yan Xing's expression suddenly changed, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye. When he turned around, he saw that the other person had disappeared in the crowd.

"Lenka, I have something to deal with, so I won't go with you. We'll meet at the ladder in three days."

"This... OK, see you later."

A strange color flashed in Lenka's eyes. He thought Yan Xing didn't want to contact the Ditelte family too early, so he made an excuse to leave. He hesitated a little and knew that he couldn't force him too much. After all, the so-called "friendship" was only between the two of them, and it didn't involve the family level.

Yan Xing left the two people, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the crowd. He was locked with the aura, so he was not afraid of losing the familiar figure.

"Who?"

"Come out!!"

The man seemed to have noticed that he was being followed, and deliberately turned around, away from the crowd, led Yan Xing into the depths of the deserted alley, and turned back and shouted angrily.

Is it an enemy?

This time climbing the ladder is extremely important. If we can gain something, we can even get rid of the difficulties faced by our own forces. At this critical period, we must not make any mistakes. If necessary, he is even ready to withdraw from the virtual world. Even if he destroys his consciousness, he cannot expose everyone's position to the enemy.

"Yo!"

Yan Xing smiled, and it was natural that he deliberately leaked his breath to the other party. He walked slowly into the alley. Because his backlit face was hidden in the shadow, his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Xian Tong, I thought you died in the fog wave. What? After not seeing you for a few years, what made our proud son of heaven become so cautious?"

This familiar voice is...

Xian Tong's expression stagnated, and he blinked hard, and finally saw Yan Xing with a playful face, the familiar face that had not been fine-tuned by the virtual world.

"Yan, Yan Xing?"

"Is it really you!? You, you are not..."

Xian Tong unconsciously opened his mouth wide, pointed at Yan Xing, and looked incredulous.

"Didn't he die in the mist wave? Hahaha, sorry to disappoint you, I'm very tough!"

"Bah! Who is disappointed?" Xiantong spat fiercely, his mouth moved for a moment, his eyes were extremely complicated, thousands of words turned into just one sentence:

"Yan Xing, I'm glad you're still alive, so good, so good..."

Seeing this, Yan Xing restrained his smile and walked forward, patted Xiantong's shoulder, and asked solemnly: "It's not easy to live under someone else's roof, right?"

The palm clearly felt Xiantong's body tremble.

"Yes, it's very bitter, very bitter, everyone is forced into a desperate situation."

Xiantong smiled bitterly, the bitterness in his heart was a thousand times more than words could express.

Success is due to the pure-blooded human race, and failure is also due to the pure-blooded human race. Xiantong and other little guys naturally don't understand why Dongtian chooses to fight those holy places. Therefore, while working hard to improve themselves for the competition, they often feel at a loss in their hearts, which makes them more desperate and powerless.

"Don't worry, things haven't reached the worst time yet, everything can still be saved."

Yan Xing sighed, look, Xian Tong, who was once full of vigor and vitality, was such a good disciple, but was tortured by reality and almost became a useless person who only knew how to sigh.

Is there really still hope?

Yes, everything is not over yet. A glimmer of light flashed in Xian Tong's eyes. As long as some of the senior sisters and brothers of Dong Tian can stand out in this "Wuji Ladder" and climb up those powerful existences or forces, Feixian Dong Tian may be saved.

"Yan Xing, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's just right. I'll take you to see an old friend."

Xian Tong calmed down and knew that now was not the time to complain about the world and bring bad emotions to everyone. The appearance of Yan Xing was estimated to cheer everyone up.

"Okay, let's go."

Yan Xing nodded. With Xian Tong's strength, he was not qualified to step on the ladder to heaven. It was meaningless. The Shenzang Realm was the entry threshold. Since he was still here, he was not here to watch the fun, but to cheer for his fellow disciples.

It seems that Wang Baoer did not release the news that he was still alive for some reason, and the ten-year agreement was not known to a third party.

Xian Tong took Yan Xing and made a big circle. He looked very vigilant and seemed to be worried about exposing his whereabouts.

"Yan Xing, you don't know the situation that Feixian is facing now. We come to step on the ladder to fight for a bargaining chip, a chance to survive under the targeting of the Holy Land!"

"They must not want to see this happen, so they are likely to jump out to make trouble, or even directly prevent us Feixian disciples from participating in the ladder to heaven. Before that, it is best to hide our whereabouts."

When Yan Xing heard this, he suddenly nodded. No wonder Xian Tong was so nervous just now, as if he was ready to die in the face of a powerful enemy. It turned out that he thought he was an enemy from the "Holy Land of True Hell" and "Holy Land of Heavenly Frontier".

"I understand." Yan Xing nodded, suddenly stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Xian Tong, you really have a crow's mouth. You are right about all this. There really is a rat that is not afraid of death and is following you!"

"What!?"

Xiantong looked shocked when he heard this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He looked around in a panic, but found no suspicious figure.

Hey, this poor child was so psychologically affected by the Holy Land that he had a stress reaction as soon as he heard the other person's name, and he was in panic all day long.

"You stand here and don't move. I'll buy it for you... Well, I'll kill these rats."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing's figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"Small……"

Xiantong opened her mouth, but before she could say "be careful", Yan Xing's figure was no longer within the range of her perception. She couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly. The gap between them seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Um? Why did Yan Xing appear here? Could it be that he has stepped into God...

impossible!

How many years has it been?

Xiantong shook his head fiercely, feeling that his guess was a bit unrealistic, and at the same time he began to worry, how could those guys in the Holy Land be so easy to deal with.

"What are you thinking? Come on, take me to your stronghold."

Yan Xing came back in a flash, with several things in his hands. He held three heads in each hand. His face may have a look of ridicule, shock, or fear, but it has all solidified, and the light in his eyes has disappeared. , there was only dead silence.

Because it is a body of consciousness, there is no blood flowing down, and it turns into little white lights floating away. Deep in each head, there is a jet-black flame that combines gravity and electromagnetism. It rushes left and right, catching fragments of consciousness and trying to come down with them. material world...

Xantong's eyes widened and his mouth opened wider and wider. He was so shocked that his heart stopped and he forgot to breathe.

"Brother Yan, you still haven't changed. You are the same monster as you were when you were a flying immortal!"

"ah?"

"Hahaha, since you said that, I'll just assume you're complimenting me."

Yan Xing raised his eyebrows and smiled a little shyly. Suddenly, his eyes dimly lit up.

It worked.

His innate ability is indeed able to cross the dimensional barrier, rely on fragments of consciousness to descend into the material world, and directly obliterate the opponent's physical body.

This is unexpectedly abnormal!