Chapter 112: Move 1

A seam ...?
Lin Shengning raised his wooden shield and stepped back.
He stared at the door. waiting.
After waiting for a long time, nothing came out of the dark door. It seemed that the door had not been closed, and it was blown open by the wind.
Lin Sheng didn't believe that it was a coincidence. The door didn't open early and late, and had to open a slit suddenly when he came over.
There must be something wrong with it.
He slowly extended his sword tip, stabbed into the slit, and pried gently.
hiss...
The iron door was slowly opened. Exposing the stale old room inside.
The structure of the room is similar to Lin Sheng's own, except that the ground is covered with thick white ash, and the picture frame hanging on the wall is slanted off.
Sofas, TV cabinets, refrigerators and other furniture are all particularly old-fashioned.
Lin Sheng slowly walked into the door and looked at the situation in this room carefully with the slight white light on the edge of the shield.
This family has only three rooms.
A kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom.
Coo ...
When Lin Sheng just entered the living room, he faintly heard a sound coming from the kitchen.
The sound was like something was cooking on a gas stove.
He approached the kitchen slowly and cautiously.
As soon as I stood at the door, I saw a small pot on the kitchen's liquefied gas stove. I didn't know what to cook, the red flame kept lighting up, and the water in the pot gurgled.
In a seemingly abandoned room, there is a pan in the kitchen?
Lin Sheng calmed down. Be alert again.
In the dark, the red flare on the cooker's head looked exceptionally clear and striking.
He approached slowly and was about to open the lid to see what was cooking inside.
Suddenly a shadow passed behind him.
"Who!" Lin Sheng felt keen, and his backhand was cut out with a sword.
A faint white light emerged from the blade.
He wasn't sure if these weird monsters could be killed by ordinary chopping. Anyway, the holy light is overbearing, no matter whether it is three or seventy-one, let's go to the point of holy light first.
The dark shadow was fast, but Lin Sheng was not slow, and the giant sword in his hand was amazing in length.
It is so sculpted at this point that it is worthy of being cut at the end of the shadow.
puff!
As if chopped on wood, Black Shadow screamed like a pheasant.
The white holy light just touched a little of it, like a gasoline ignition, spreading all over the body.
call!
The shadow burned, rolled over the ground, and quickly lay still.
For a time, the entire kitchen had only black human figures burning with white holy light, slowly shrinking and shrinking on the ground.
Lin Sheng approached and looked closely.
This black human figure is only half his height, has four arms, two legs, no features, a smooth face, but a nose-like tentacle on his chest.
At this moment the human figure was lit by the Holy Light, and his body shrank rapidly.
Within a few seconds, there was only a small stall on the ground.
Lin Sheng dialed in the black ash with a sword, and there was nothing inside.
Suddenly a trace of black smoke drifted out of the black ash, converged into a black line, and flew into Lin Sheng's chest suddenly.
"This monster's memory?" Lin Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully experiencing the messy information that came to his mind.
In this monster's memory, there is no language, no picture, only a large section of various strange sounds.
The memory of the sound is long or short, and sometimes a sound can resonate continuously for several days, only a minute or two.
Different sounds seem to have different meanings.
Lin Sheng was a bit clueless and didn't understand what information the monster's memory contained.
But after sorting it out a bit, he probably figured out a little pattern. This monster seems to be living by absorbing biological fear.
The sounds were linked, many of them like the wailing of various creatures.
Whenever there is a long sound, joy and joy appear in the monster's emotions. Whenever the sound is short, the monster immediately appears frustrated.
"A worthless memory." Lin Sheng shook his head, feeling a slight increase in spirit, the equivalent of killing a black feather swordsman.
Solved the shadow monster, he continued to patrol the place.
There seems to be only such a monster here, and after a stroll, Lin Sheng didn't see any other living creatures. Instead, he found a new discovery in the corner of the bedroom.
"this is....!?"
He pushed away a black wooden chair in the corner.
On the wall behind the wooden chair, there is a lilac fluorescent slit.
The crack is the size of a slap, and at the mouth, a translucent beetle is lying on its back.
There is no difference between the beetle and the general beetle.
The only difference is that the ends of its six legs and feet, like hot red spikes, slowly move on the ground, constantly emitting high-temperature smoke from the floor.
"This bug ..." Lin Sheng felt wrong at first glance. The beetle is lying on the floor, giving a sense of alienation that is incompatible with the surrounding environment.
It feels like it doesn't look like a living creature nearby.
Lin Sheng also saw sharply that the crack behind the beetle was closing at an extremely slow speed.
"Such a small gap ... can it be a gap?"
He thought for a moment, held up the great sword, reached into the rift, and then slammed in all directions.
Uh ...!
The crack was pounded by black debris, and he was really enlarged by some area.
Seeing this, Lin Sheng was even more vigorous.
According to the records in the Pentecostal Matrix, there are many different gaps flashing in the world every moment.
These gaps themselves lead to different levels and different dimensions of the world.
Through the gap, two different dimensional dimensions will be briefly opened as a communicable bridge.
In ordinary times, the limits of human perception have made it impossible for them to touch and enter other dimensions and dimensions.
But the emergence of the gap is an opportunity, a good opportunity to filter itself so that you can touch other dimensions.
The Adventist Legion is based on this principle, and condenses the existence of other dimensions to fight for itself.
Lin Sheng didn't know how the gap appeared, but now his cultivation progress is slow. If he can step into other dimensions like the previous two times, the cultivation will definitely accelerate.
Thinking of this, he was more motivated to crack the crack.
After a while.
Finally, the cracks grew from a little bit to a half human height and a meter wide. It seemed like a big gap on the wall.
The beetle had long been scared by the big movements and turned to escape into the crack, disappearing.
Lin Sheng didn't care.
When the gap widened, he stopped sweating, feeling enough to get in and out of himself. Only then searched around, holding the sword and shield, stepped out one step and drilled into the crack fiercely.
Just arched into the purple light of the crack.
Lin Sheng felt like he was in a sticky quagmire.
Can't breathe, can't move, all around is purple.
He tried to swim forward, and soon found the beetle that had penetrated before.
The beetle floated not far in front of him, and also saw Lin Sheng approaching, and was suddenly frightened and turned to swim quickly.
Lin Sheng said nothing, and moved forward with the beetle.
Before long, just when he felt like he couldn't breathe.
puff! !!
Ziguang finally came to an end.
In a dark and corrupt black dungeon.
In a purple light crack in the corner of the wall, suddenly a gigantic figure burst out.
The figure was holding a wooden shield with a giant sword, and the mouth and nose were covered with purple fluorescent residue.
These residues are rapidly evaporating over time, and the desalination disappears.
Cough ...
Lin Sheng patted the purple fluorescent liquid on the scales, allowing them to quickly evaporate and disappear.