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Chapter 198 Small Box

The one occupying Xiaogang's body at this moment is a creature from another starry sky. In their hometown, they are collectively called gods.

The tortoise and snake stone statue, which looks exactly like Xuanwu, is worshiped by countless people in their own hometown.

Just that heavy power of faith is enough to make his means reach the sky, but how he fell to the earth is all a later story.

Because of the existence of those Nascent Soul stage monks, he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

After all, at this moment, his cultivation base is not one in ten, and just mobilizing the weakness in Xiaogang's heart and taking possession of his physical body has already consumed all his current cultivation bases.

It's just that he originally planned to find some human beings who are quite fragile in his eyes, and use their flesh and blood essence to make tooth sacrifices.

But everything changed after that energy storm.

Although his cultivation level has been greatly reduced, the means of using his spiritual consciousness are still there.It was just that what was originally expected to be a one-sided massacre was completely changed by a small square box. With his eyesight, it was natural that he could not see what this product of modern technology was.

And there is no description of this small square box in Xiaogang's memory fragments, but this square box is the place where all nightmares began.

When the tortoise and snake escaped from their predicament, the monks from the Nascent Soul stage who came to this world through the cave that pierced the boundary had already started their activities.

The warning from the God's Eye system resounded ear-piercingly in the dungeon, and several teams that were going to stop them also lost contact one after another.

It seems that the newly developed Yanhuang armor cannot successfully resist the attack of the Nascent Soul stage monks, so human beings put their last hope on that square box.

So there was the scene that the turtle and snake felt with his consciousness later, the energy storm in the small box turned into a whirlwind soaring into the sky and rushed straight into the sky.

The terrified looks of those monks outside the territory before they died seemed to be engraved in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The energy storm easily tore apart the defenses that those outside the realm monks in the Nascent Soul stage relied on to survive, showing that the inner armor was composed of flesh and blood, then bones, and finally the internal organs.

All of these were vaporized in that energy storm.

Even the magic weapon and Fang Cun Ring disappeared in the raging energy storm.

From that day on, the whole world seemed to be wrapped in thick yellow-brown clouds, which even his divine sense could not penetrate.

There was also the strange rain that fell from time to time, which made him suffer even more.

For the current tortoise and snake, let alone hunt and kill those humans that it regards as food, they don't even dare to approach the deep pit in Xiaogang's memory.

He was afraid that he would also be involved in that storm and end up with no bones left.

He could even be sure that if his stone statue incarnation fell into it, the result would probably be the same.

The same ones were torn apart and scattered all over the sky, scattered in this land.

But right now, his hiding and hiding all day seems to be like a lost dog, not much better.

But fortunately, through the supply of the flesh and blood of those alien beasts these days, he finally saw some hope.

But at this moment, a somewhat familiar voice came from his mind.

"You won't succeed"

"Hmph, don't worry. After a while, I will assimilate you, and your soul and flesh and blood will become the first step for me to dominate."

"You should be honored, shouldn't you?"

The voice in the sea of ​​consciousness disappeared, and a hint of coldness appeared on Turtle Snake's face.

He indeed underestimated the resilience of the original owner of this body, Xiaogang.

Of course, this tenacity seems to be a common characteristic of the indigenous people in their world, so what if they just think about it, in the end they still cannot avoid the end of being enslaved.

As two people from the same plane, he can naturally see clearly the relationship between the surviving humans and the outsider monks.

As a third party, he is naturally happy to see the two forces fighting to the death, so that he can take advantage of the opportunity to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Although humans have produced technological power that is enough to impress him, in his eyes, the foreign monks with a deeper background are undoubtedly the more advantageous party.

Time will tell everything, and as soon as he thought of this, he turned around and disappeared, turning into a ray of light to look for the flesh and blood of other alien beasts.

Needless to say, the methods displayed by the surviving humans naturally surprised the surviving and scornful foreign monks.

After losing ten Nascent Soul stage monks in an instant, they had to stop their original plan.

But several days of secret investigation seemed to have no results, as it was the latest scientific and technological achievement developed by humans after Xu Ming and others left.

Naturally, ordinary people cannot touch it, and such core secrets are only in the hands of a few people.

And because of the existence of the yellow-brown dark clouds, the spiritual consciousness method that made the monks outside the territory proud before turned out to be blind in the end.

Divine consciousness cannot penetrate the strange clouds, which naturally restricts their actions. And because of the lessons learned from the past, the next move is naturally expected.

Soon, this matter was reported back to the Cultivation Alliance. Because of the existence of the primary veins of heretical metal, traveling to and from the cross-border cave became a simple matter.

Of course, the Cultivation Alliance is still cautious about this. After all, the origin of the world-piercing cave is too mysterious, and this new metal also makes them vigilant.

After all, the so-called primary ore veins of heretical metals were first discovered by the natives of this side of the world.

When the news was sent back to the Cultivation Alliance, it naturally fell into Wu Hao's ears. As the main implementer of the original plan, he naturally had an inescapable responsibility.

The loss of ten Nascent Soul stage monks is naturally harmless to a giant like the Cultivation Alliance, but the bad thing is that this way of disappearing is too powerful.

Flesh, flesh, soul, and not even a single treasure were left behind.

This kind of complete death is no less than divine punishment.

So for a while, there were different opinions in the Cultivation Alliance, and Wu Hao obviously wanted to have an explanation for this.

In the dim and somewhat gloomy hall at this moment, Wu Hao's expression was already extremely ugly.

Because the soul sound transmission has rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness unhindered not long ago,
"Wu Hao, you mistakenly believed the words of a native. That world doesn't seem to be as bad as what he said. Take a good look for yourself."

"I hope you can give us a satisfactory statement and a solution to this matter"

A jade slip fell on the gorgeous desk in front of him, and what was recorded in it was the scene of ten Nascent Soul stage monks being torn apart by the storm.

And after watching it, Wu Hao's already ugly face was full of ferocity, which is extremely rare.

"Lu Chen, I didn't expect you to dare to lie to me!!!"

He originally thought that Lu Chen was just one of the most current affairs among the ants in that world, but only now did he realize that he was being played around by an ant.

Because in the situation described by Chase Lu earlier, the deadly little box in the picture did not appear at all.

(End of this chapter)