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Chapter 119 Really Not a Drop(1/3)

Wei Chaoyang was a little confused.

With so many, it looks quite intimidating, and I don’t know if I can beat it.

According to the Three Talents Determination Technique, these are all hallucinations.

But according to Yan Ruoning, after entering, these things may hit people.

When he was illusioned, he ignored it, or just called it back?

I'm afraid that if I beat him back, I will hurt my luck.

Just as he thought of this, Wei Chaoyang realized something was wrong.

In those piles of statues, there is no renewal of everything that is now!

The image of Vientiane is so eye-catching. A branch that keeps sprouting is impossible to see!

This is strange.

Wei Chaoyang thought about it for a while, but couldn't find the key points, so he decided to enter the Life Palace as shown in the method.

Although his life palace is similar to the scene of a car accident, there are still some, and the middle position should be the center of the ruins.

Now the statue of the Black Tiger is occupying a place there, and it is also the largest, with its head raised, its mouth raised, its look up at the sky and its whistle.

Wei Chaoyang focused his attention and slowly moved his vision toward the ruins, as if falling from the sky.

All the statues on the ruins seemed to have sensed, and they looked up at Wei Chaoyang in unison.

Then, it scattered!

The statue of the black tiger running faster than anyone else.

It seems like I saw a flood of beasts!

No, there is a flood!

Before Wei Chaoyang could descend, something like a golden water flow surging down from the left and right sides, like a rainstorm and a waterfall, surging in the center of the ruins, splashing the waves of the old high.

In the blink of an eye, the entire ruin was submerged in a golden ocean.

All the statues were like drowning, swaying desperately in the ocean.

Including but not limited to the green grass and bouquet of orchids, those who jump up and jump up are more alive than living things.

Wei Chaoyang landed steadily at the center of the ruins without any resistance.

He looked down at his body, his red robe was flying, and his blood was flashing. When he touched his back, the sickle was also there. No wonder he could scare these statues. This image was not ordinary fierce.

Looking up, I saw a golden light pouring down like water, connecting the field of vision, full of endless oceans.

But no matter how big the golden ocean is, he always keeps floating on the ocean.

To be precise, it was standing on the golden ocean surface without sinking at all.

But in fact, he did not float up and was still standing firmly in the center of the ruins.

It is an indescribable strange scene.

The ruins were submerged in the golden ocean, and he stood at the center of the ruins and on the golden ocean at the same time.

This is a scene that cannot be constructed in reality. It is illogical and illogical, but it also has a natural and wonderful feeling.

Zhisui Heihu fluttered to his feet, raised his head desperately, looked at him pitifully, with an expression of asking for help.

Wei Chaoyang tentatively stretched out his right hand.

But I was shocked to find that when my hand reached in front of the black tiger with a hand, it was much bigger than the black tiger with a hand!

But the statue of a black tiger in his sight is obviously very large.

This illogical sense of error made Wei Chaoyang feel particularly uncomfortable.

The black tiger snatched his fingers and turned it on his palm, lying on his belly towards the sky, with a size and proportion, as if he was a monkey jumping on the palm of the Tathagata Buddha.

The other statues also noticed the palm and swam over, showing their magical powers to climb onto their palms.

In a short while, the big statues all climbed onto their palms.

Only those stones reflected by luck numbers were not so spiritual, and all sank to the bottom. Then, under the gaze of Wei Chaoyang, they slowly dissolved into the boundless golden ocean.

Wei Chaoyang took the palm of his hand in front of him.

The statues lay down one after another, and they didn't dare to raise their heads.

The flowers and grass, even the leaves were paved flat and motionless.

Wei Chaoyang observed carefully and found that the vividness of these statues was different.

Among them, the image of the black tiger is the most realistic. It is clearly made of stone, but it is very delicate. Even the hair texture is carved very carefully, giving people a furry feeling.

The clumps of green grass, which is the roughest shade, are not even separated by the grass leaves.

He looked at it for a while, then he pointed the bouquet of orchids with his left finger.

This should be a mapping of butterflies flying in the life palace.

However, the body of this Yunling Spirit has been swallowed by the Yuning Beast.

Its statue is clearer than the green shade, but it is far less than the black tiger holding a year old.

Orchids are only as big as fingers.

This forced Wei Chaoyang to be very careful, for fear that if he accidentally tried his best, he would crush it.

Finger touches orchids.

It was hard, as if it was accidentally pressed by a small stone.

The next moment, a complex pattern suddenly appeared in front of Wei Chaoyang's eyes.

It looks familiar with something plausible.

I should have seen a lot of similar things recently... it is a pseudo-luck number symbol!

That's right, it's a pseudo-fortune number symbol!

Or the structure diagram of luck!

Although there are some differences, the overall regularity is the same, so I feel familiar.

This is the structural diagram of the butterfly flying!

Wei Chaoyang was extremely shocked and immediately moved his fingers and pressed them one by one.

A pair of structural diagrams appeared in front of you.

But they are different.

This time it was the opposite.

The structure diagram of the green shade is the most complete, and every stroke is clear.

The structural diagram of the black tiger in the year-old is the most vague. The lines at the edges are blurred into one piece, and there is no number to be seen, and only the lines at the center are still clear.

Wei Chaoyang finally continued to hold down the butterfly and wrote down the entire structural diagram carefully.

After almost remembering this, he wanted to remember the structure of the black tiger in the year-old.

But as soon as I moved my fingers, I suddenly felt something strange.

It seemed as if someone or something was watching from afar in the air.

He looked up sharply.

The golden light that continued to fall had disappeared.

The sky covered by light appeared.

An indescribable colorful darkness cracked a crack.

There was a golden eyeball in the gap peeking downwards.

This scene seems to be the scene I saw during a car accident.

The sight was paired with the golden eyeballs, and a bang in my mind, and everything in my vision was immediately broken.

When the vision is restored again, you see the real world.

The thunderstorm has stopped.

Black Cloud Mountain disappeared.

But there are still fine electric flowers jumping on this mountain.

Yan Ruoning was still standing in the same place to observe and shoot.

Not only was the sickle bright green light, but the blade could no longer be seen clearly, as if a beam of light gathered into green flames. Even the red robe on her body shone brightly, bright red, and the evil of the special villain rushed to the feet.

After checking the storage and transportation box, the value is still 396.

So in the working suit state, all the transportation capacity will either be absorbed by the working suit or flow into the life palace without overflowing at all.

Seeing Wei Chaoyang resumed his movements, Yan Ruoning rushed over to inquire about the situation.
To be continued...
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