Chapter 113: I have a "tough" aura

With this system of cheaters, Mo Fan can directly shuttle from one world to another and easily break through the barriers between the worlds. The soul body is protected by a special protective cover produced by the system, except for the pain when waking up, without any remaining sequelae and danger.
Xing Ling is not.
Regardless of the consequences, he drilled into the crack of time and waited for him, he didn't know what he was waiting for. Maybe it's a new world, maybe an endless stray, and more likely, death.
He is not so confident about the unknown, but with his obsession in mind, he is willing to step into the thorns, cut through the thorns, and insist on walking in front of the person in the unknown difficulties and obstacles ahead.
There was a white emptiness around it, separated by deep black swirls, as if to draw people into the endless darkness. The environment was quiet and peaceful, but Ling Ling did not dare to relax in the slightest. His perception told him that it was dangerous here!
Suddenly, the space behind him was twisted, and Ling Ling's figure moved quickly, leaving the place where he had stood. But for a moment, a black vortex exactly the same appeared, Ling Ling's pupils shrank, and a cold sweat was behind her.
His consciousness was shattered as soon as he penetrated into the black hole. There was no trace of power to fight back, and he knew the power.
However, this is not the end, but the beginning. At the same time, there are wind blades flashing from the inside. Ling Ling can't avoid it. The robe on his body is cut off and flew into the black hole with the wind blade. Tear into powdery pieces.
Looking at the dense black holes here, Ling Ling's back swelled with a fine sweat. He had not felt such a tense crisis for a long time. If these black holes attack all together, can he really escape the wind blade that even he can't resist, can only dodge?
But if he was allowed to go back ... feeling the faint waves coming from afar, he was unwilling. He knew very well that Mo Fan would not return. In that case, instead of being trapped in one side of the world alone, and aging alone, it would be better to fight for that faint hope.
Xi Ling marched cautiously. He stayed here for a long time, and he found that the black hole would only emit a wind blade that lasted for three seconds when it appeared. As long as you pay more attention, there will be no danger. However, he had just relaxed a little bit, but a new crisis appeared.
There was more than one black hole. As the distance traveled increased, the number of black holes increased. Later, even dozens of them appeared.
The journey was not smooth, and sometimes caught off guard, he would be hit by the wind blade, the most serious, passing directly through his heart. Fortunately, he avoided in time and did not hurt his heart.
The key to the monk is Dan Tian, ​​but the heart is damaged, it is seriously injured, and it greatly affects the operation. There is no reiki in this nothingness. The reiki in his body is one point less and one point. Thanks to a lot of elixir on his body, it relieves his pressure and relieves his anxiety.
However, the elixir was limited and he was not fully prepared. Many Lingzhi elixir remained on Ling Yunfeng. Mo Fan's breath was clearly not far away. With his consciousness, he couldn't break through this obstruction. He only felt that the years were long, but the distance between them had not changed at all.
A monotonous and empty environment can easily make people feel tired and tired, and they don't know how time passes. I don't know if he has been here for several years, decades, hundreds of years, or even more. He has nothing left in his possessions. If he doesn't go out again, he will be more ferocious. And that black hole has developed to the point where hundreds of them have come out.
Take the last Ling Zhi, and Ling Ling adjusts his breath slightly. At this moment there were no fewer than a hundred wounds on his body, and the white robes were stained with different shades of red. Some are newly added and some are dry.
There was a lack of aura in his body, and Ling Ling once again faced the sudden black hole, and was about to give up resisting, a familiar breath appeared.
The crack when Xiaofan left!
Regardless of the wind blade hitting him, Ling Ling mobilized all the aura in his body for acceleration. Finally, before the dense wind blade arrived, he got into it.
Even though the wounds on her body were bleeding and she was weak, Ling Ling's strong will would not allow her to pass out. The wind blade was very weird. His physique was injured, and the strong repairing power could not make the wound recover immediately.
In the dimly-lit room, Xu Ling emerged from the entrance of the cave and fell to the ground, strikingly arranged with strangely shaped "chairs" on both sides. On the long table, there are square thin blocks like black ochre, corresponding to "mounting" with a material he has never seen before.
There were faint lights coming across the rows of seats, and the crisp sound of "DaDaDa" echoed in the quiet air.
Ling Ling wanted to breathe, where the aura was thin and almost empty, and the air was so cloudy that he frowned, but gave up.
If Mo Fan is here, he will definitely recognize that this is an Internet cafe.
At this time, it was two or three in the morning. There were several young people staying up late in the Internet cafe in threes and twos. On the bar at the door, the webmaster was drowsy, but he did not notice that there was a sudden extra person in the Internet cafe. And those who are addicted to the online world are even more unlikely to notice this.
Xun Ling felt that the sight in front of him was strange. As far as he could see, there was nothing he could recognize.
This Internet cafe is very large, and the space layout has also taken a lot of thought. Unlike ordinary Internet cafes, which can see the transparency of one end from the other, it is isolated from time to time by various plants and decorations to form independent spaces.
Standing up from the ground, Ling Ling walked around a row of computers. In front of the recently lit light screen, a teenager was lying face down on the table. Without investigating, Ling could perceive the other person's breath, but he was a person who had just died.
Ling Ling turned his gaze from the head of the person to the shiny object. Two large characters that he didn't recognize occupied the center of the screen. In the strange "ear protectors", there were constant sounds.
Ling Ling penetrated into the consciousness, only to find that there is no cave. The luminous object is so large, but there seems to be a huge space of darkness inside. The dense "0" and "1" symbols are arranged in various shapes to shuttle back and forth.
As soon as Ling Ling's consciousness moved, the symbol was confused, and the light screen became dark and turned blue.
If Mo Fan saw it, she would laugh and cry. Xun Ling turned the computer into a blue screen.
Xun Ling has always been cautious, and now he has no clue about the situation in front of him. He turned his head to look at the teenager again.
His aura has run out, but there are still some useless magic weapons in the storage ring. Originally, he could simply imitate the appearance of a boy, but without the aura's inability to perform, he could only use certain magical functions to achieve it.
This magic weapon called "Changing the Face" can be transformed into the appearance of any person. Ling Ling covered it, a wave of ripples flowed, and the actual mask became an invisible film covering Ling Ling's face. But for a moment, he became like another person, and this person was the boy who had just broken his breath before him.
Just in case, he put the boy's body in the storage ring, and also the items carried by the boy.
Packed up, Ling Ling walked towards a place like an exit.
Sitting in the drowsy webmaster, I saw someone passing by in front of me, soberly awake, stood up, "Hey, are you off the plane? Haven't checked out yet."
Although Ling Ling didn't understand what the other party said, he still knew he was calling himself, "What's the matter?"
The webmaster took a closer look at the hip-hop style of the boy in front of him, and recalled the voice of the other person, with a calm ancient charm of "what," and his face was slightly twisted.
"Get off the plane and you can't settle the bill by yourself. Give me your ID."
ID card?
Xing Ling moved with her heart, and deliberately put his hand into the inside of the baseball uniform, and took something out of the storage ring. "This?"
The webmaster's eyes were weird, and he collapsed, "Brother, what I want is an ID card, not a mobile phone!"
He was afraid he had encountered a fool?
Being treated as a fool: ...
In addition to the mobile phone ID card, the teenager's body is a pile of colorful paper, and Ling Ling took out something that looked like an "ID card" and put it on the table.
The network manager took it with ease, and swiped the card on the induction machine to check out.
"Well, this is for you, take it."
Ling Ling put his cell phone, ID card, paper money and other things back into the storage ring, raised his foot and was about to leave. Then he thought of the strange dress of the people here, and found out a ray of godly knowledge, asking, "Where is this? "
The languid appearance of the webmaster disappeared, and he looked like a mummy, "Internet cafe."
"Where is the Internet cafe?" He spit out the two strangely pronounced words, and then Ling asked.
"Internet cafes are Internet cafes, places to go online."
"When is it now?"
"3021 AD, September 27."
Ling Ling frowned. Why is this era so weird?
"Which continent is this?"
The webmaster didn't understand, and his eyes were unfocused.
Xu Ling felt that here was full of weird atmosphere, similar to the world in which he was. Just about to ask again, a thunderbolt fell in the night sky, and the cable somewhere in the Internet cafe gave a crackling spark. A few young people who stayed up late were startled and called "webmaster".
Ling Ling's eyes looked up and up, an unknown existence suddenly shook his body.
The people in the Internet cafe gathered towards the bar counter, and Ling Ling withdrew his sense of control, released his control of the other party, and shouted in the network administrator, and went out.
The location of the Internet cafe is on the second floor. The street is empty at three or four in the morning, and Ling Ling avoids this eye-catching Internet cafe entrance, and said, "Tiandao?"
What he said was precisely the world consciousness of this world. There was only one doubt in his mind, the heavenly ways of this world seemed exceptionally weak.
"Xianxianxian, immortal." World consciousness marched.
It's so scary, why is there such a terrible existence in such a peaceful world? It's underage.
As the system says, the world consciousness of each world is different, and the level of the world level determines the ability of the world consciousness. Xun Ling came from the realm of cultivation. Naturally, it is not comparable to an ordinary modern world.
"What did you do?"
"Xianxianxian, immortal," although it was helping the immortal, but still afraid, "Internet cafes have monitoring, I just destroyed the monitoring."
"What is surveillance?"
Therefore, our world consciousness is monitoring this topic and transmitting the development and current status of this world to Ling Ling.
Ling Ling took out the so-called "mobile phone" and smiled. Although this world does not have the advanced level of spiritual cultivation and has no aura, some things called "technology" can perform the same functions as the spiritual cultivation.
Quite interesting.