Your Cheat Balance is Insufficient

After awakening in the virtual world, Tang Xiao roughly understood the content of this level through observation.

The ghost face of the stone wall will drag people into a virtual "memory world", where everyone will go back to a memory in the past, lose self-consciousness, until the demon arrives.

After entering the plane of self-cultivation, Tang Xiao also used the Luo Er database to make up a lot of knowledge about the cultivation of immortality. It is the collapse of the spiritual realm, the loss of control of innate abilities, and the consequences are unimaginable.

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Don't even think about it, Tang Xiao knows that his inner demon is the dog game "Wireless Doom". Sure enough, even in her mind world, the power of the game can penetrate everything, and even threaten her life for a time.

The purpose of the heart demon is to let her register the account again and enter the game according to the history that happened.

"It is known that in the real world, after playing the game, I will be pulled into the realm of the alliance. What about in the world of inner demons?"

It is impossible for the world of inner demons to connect to the alliance domain, so it is very debatable where you will be trapped after opening the game.

Tang Xiao transferred money from his account, and after a while, he received the news that the production team was "in production".

The safety zone she left for herself was as domineering as her inner demon.

Since the safe zone has been found, Tang Xiao also vaguely found a way to crack this level - anyway, as long as she is not bankrupt, the safe zone will always exist. No matter how strong the dog game in the demon world is, it is impossible to cross the safe zone to kill her.

As if responding to Tang Xiao's thoughts, as the sum of money was sent out, the quiet and quiet hotel lobby gradually returned to liveliness, the depressing and suffocating atmosphere gradually disappeared, and everything returned to the normal world state .

Tang Xiao picked up his bag, put on his sunglasses, and called the manager on the phone.

"Replace your hotel ad."

Manager: "Ah, this? We have signed a contract with the "Infinite Doomsday" company, and it is a breach of contract to replace it now..."

“I will pay the liquidated damages, and the remuneration will be doubled. Change it now.”

Ten minutes later, the large-screen advertisement outside the high-rise building was quickly taken down, and it looked like a blank corner was torn open on the densely packed street, which was especially strange.

Especially on the second day, a new advertising screen was hung up, and a few simple words stared at the street:

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"If I don't obey the rules, then there will be no one in this world who obeys the rules." Tang Xiao smiled, "Whoever made my inner magic tool ready-made is not good, but turned into a dog. What about games?"

"And as it happens, I've been watching this game for a long time."

Tang Xiao still remembered that when he first entered the game world, he had made numerous poisonous oaths. If there was a chance to come again, he would never choose to open this game.

But now she really "starts all over again", she realizes that just abandoning the game is far from enough to relieve her hatred.

The dog is more than a game, not only for her life, but also for her money! Not only pitting her money, but also accumulating money in her real world! She didn't make the dog game go bankrupt, she was simply sorry for her long-standing obsession!

Looking at the calm and blue sky outside the window, no zombies would suddenly fall, and no floods would erupt out of thin air, Tang Xiao took a deep breath,

"I don't care who you are, and why you stay in the world of inner demons, you just need to know that this world can't help me, and I happen to be a person who likes to settle accounts after the autumn."

—The show has just begun.

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Zhong Wanwan is the only "trash" among the new generation of Blue Sea Sect disciples who has not even reached the foundation stage.

In fact, Zhong Wanwan has no interest in cultivation. What she longed for in her heart was to find a man like the hero of the novel, then quit the world of self-cultivation and live an ordinary and happy life with him.

The master who brought her back to the Blue Ocean Sect was too late to catch up with the good opportunity for the Blue Ocean Sect to get the "treasure" and fly up. She was the only one left, and she was bullied every day in the sect. This time she was brought to the blood lotus secret realm because other disciples did it deliberately. The idea was to let her "accidentally" die in the secret realm. She can logically **** away the inheritance left by her master.

Zhong Wanwan can faintly sense the malice of her colleagues in this trip, but her IQ seems to be limited. It is precisely because of this that he speaks for other sects before entering the secret realm, and slaps the face of the Blue Ocean Sect. The brothers and sisters disliked her very much, and as soon as they entered the secret realm, they left her and left her alone.

Just when she was helpless, a short and wretched bearded male cultivator quietly walked over, rubbed his hands and tried to talk: "That, girl, if you are alone, you are afraid that something will happen to you. , I can protect you..."

"Ah!" Unexpectedly, when Zhong Wanwan saw his face, she was so frightened that she stepped back several steps, and she fell down 180 degrees on her back!

At the critical moment, a handsome man in black clothes and black hat suddenly stretched out his hand and caught Zhong Wanwan. The two hugged each other unexpectedly, and looked at each other, and time seemed to stop here.

Mustache Men: "…"

Speaking of flying flowers, the moustache male cultivator looked around, the environment came into view, it was an open valley of flowers. The valley is full of fragrance, all kinds of unnamed flowers and plants are lush, and the scenery is infinite.

He cautiously avoided these flowers and plants, and just wanted to keep up with the army, but a man in black put a sword against his neck.

"That scoundrel, come here and show us the way."

Mustache male repair: Gan Linniang, isn't he just ugly, if you ask him, he will become a prostitute? You are the hero, are you amazing?

Suppressing the dissatisfaction, the bearded male cultivator nodded and walked back, and began to lead the way for the male and female masters.

A loose cultivator accidentally threw himself on the flower, and there was blood on his face, screaming: "Ah!!"

"It's not just a small mouth, it's worth making such a fuss." The rest of the people laughed, but saw the face of the loose cultivator turned pale: "My mana, my mana was sucked away by flowers. !"

Everyone quickly probed, and the loose cultivator in front of him had indeed become an ordinary person. The scars on his face are also getting bigger and bigger, even if the people who travel with him try to stop it with magic, it will not help.

After a while, Sanxiu's neck drooped, his **** face planted in the flowers.

"Be careful, if you get scratched by these flowers, you will be sucked out of spiritual power!"

The crowd converged inward at the same time, separated by a large distance from the flowers on both sides, I wish I could walk in the middle.

Most of them are loose cultivators and sect disciples with limited cultivation.

It was two strange young people in Lingxiao Valley, not only did not hide, but approached the flowers and picked one out.

"No need to scratch, just skin contact, these flowers will automatically absorb spiritual power." The gentle young man observed for a moment, then put the flowers in his pocket, "Don't worry, these flowers can absorb The scope is limited, as long as the cultivation level is above Jindan, there is no need to worry about losing all mana and becoming an ordinary person."

Everyone was silent for a while.

The key is that they have no cultivation base above Jindan at all! If there is such a cultivation base, as for one by one crowded in the middle like a quail! ?

And these two young people not only picked a lot of flowers, but also behaved as usual, can it be that their cultivation base...is so high?

Many people immediately corrected their faces and began to compliment: "I didn't expect that the young man in Lingxiaogu would be talented. It's really gratifying."

The short-haired young man retorted without thinking: "We are not disciples of Lingxiaogu, we are just a temporary name."

The short-haired youth grinned, "My name is Han Leilei, his name is Li Hua."

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In addition to their names, the two refused to reveal more, and the others did not ask any further questions. They hoped to get to the end of the valley quickly, away from these poisonous flowers. However, the valley seems to be so vast that there is no end to it no matter how far you go.

How long has it been since I entered the secret realm, I haven't even seen the monsters, and before the battle started, four or five cultivators died!

It is not that there is no medicine for each sect, but those who encounter flowers either have their own tricks, or can't analyze the solution, and the atmosphere is even more rigid.

Lan Haizong's goatee wiped his sweat: "The magic weapon doesn't work, and the turtle breathing technique doesn't work either. This poisonous gas is pervasive. If it goes on like this, all the cultivators will die at this level. Only have a chance to live for the higher. In my opinion, we still have to start with these poisonous flowers."

How could others not know what he said? The masters of various sects have long been keeping an eye on the poisonous flower. There is an antidote near the poisonous ones, and they dare to be sure that the antidote is in these flowers.

Just as the atmosphere became more tense, a scream suddenly sounded at the end of the team: "Ah! Don't come here!"

moustache: "I, I, I just want to ask if you can hold on, if you can't hold on, I'll help you find out if there is an antidote..."

Mustache: ...it's my fault for being ugly!

Hearing that, Li Hua, who was beside him, looked at him a few times.

Then Li Hua nodded: "It's your fault."

Mustache: "…"

He swallowed a mouthful of old blood, lowered his head and continued to pretend to be his grandson, while pretending, he thought viciously: You are so powerful now, when the **** plot really unfolds, no matter how strong passers-by are cannon fodder, You won't have time to cry by then!