"It's not a new person, it's an old person."

There were two people sitting in the Arashi regiment's combat command room.

Lei Donglan on the main seat sat still, neither got up, nor did he mean to show the people who came.

She put her hand on the shoulder of the man beside her and introduced to the woman with braids:

"My junior brother, I heard that I dug up a lot of broken things here, so I took advantage of my annual leave to come to Taobao to Taobao, and by the way, I also helped out.

Senior brother, this is the director of Nanyan sent by Konghai Huate Group to participate in this project. ”

"It's not about participating, it's about presiding over the general affairs.

Captain Lei, there is only half a month left before the date of handing over the tomb, and those few tomb corpse beasts have not been cleared yet, and you still have time to receive friends who come to travel, and the way your hunting group works must be changed.

I'm here today to talk to you about my next steps and ......."

Nan Yan put the whiskey version in her hand on the table with a bang, and pulled out the chair directly opposite Lei Donglan as she spoke, she was about to sit down, but she saw Lei Donglan's bald junior brother get up with a smile, and walked over with his right hand stretched out very enthusiastically.

Disgusted fists and not smiling, Nan Yan reluctantly stretched out her hand, ready to shake him politely and say a few words of greeting nonsense.

"Hello Director Nan, I am fortunate to be happy to be ......

My surname is Liang, Liang De, this time I came here for both vacation and work, it is estimated that I will stay for a few more days, and please take care of me and bear with me. ”

Both a vacation and a job, and the magical position of this quantum state?

Nan Yan shook Liang De's hand and said:

"Fortunately, you're welcome, I don't know where Mr. Liang is?"

"Hahaha, I can't talk about it, I can't talk about it, I don't want to be a little fantasy fist to eat, I came this time, I mainly want to ......"

Nan Yan's face changed drastically after hearing the words "Fist of Fantasy", two jagged waves of dust burst out under his feet, and he quickly withdrew his hand a few meters away, and the right hand that had been held with Liang De kept rubbing on his coat.

"Empty...... Fist of Fantasy?! ”

A wisp of white smoke came out of Liang De's palm because of the violent friction, but the enthusiastic smile on his face did not diminish by half.

"Yes, Fist of Fantasy.

Director Nan, I take the liberty of asking, are you married? Are you in love? Do you have someone you like right now? ”

Liang De rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes shining, like the three aunts and six mothers-in-law who captured the older unmarried young man during the Spring Festival.

Two waves of dust more than one foot high suddenly exploded!

Nan Yan turned around and ran, rushing out of the tent in the combat command room without looking back.

"Director Nan, aren't you going to talk to me about the next step of the work plan?"

Lei Donglan's voice came from the tent and flew into Nanyan's ears through the dust waves and explosions.

"Next time!"

Liang De sat back next to Lei Donglan, shook his head and said:

"The company's reputation is really bad, and even my amiable personal temperament can't be restored.

Harm, Mr. Fengxian's best-selling work, everyone obviously likes to watch it, but they just don't want to make some sacrifices for literature, I think this literary and artistic work is getting more and more difficult to do. ”

"What's going on down there?"

After Nan Yan walked away, Lei Donglan lowered the connection strength of the Golden Snake Resonance Method by a notch, and Liang De's split body immediately paused on the chair, and the divine thought that resonated from a distance transmitted the situation in the underground true tomb.

The huge rock ball named by Liang De as the "Wheel of Tufa History" rampaged all the way, the wheel passed everywhere, the cannon rumbled, and those fungal corpse beasts avoided it, and a fan-shaped group of beasts scattered and fled appeared in the vast tomb that used the Thousand-mile Household Courtyard Immortal Method.

Not a single fungal corpse beast dared to use its best ability to dig and escape, because dozens of its fastest digging creatures had already paid with their lives.

In the strata, it has become hell.

Wherever it was possible to dig into the burial chamber, there were countless black shadows that looked like drill bits shuttling through it, and these living drill bits as solid as steel were wrapped in a crazy beastly nature, and any outsider who invaded the strata would be swarmed up and drilled into pieces.

Not only that, but the drill bits spun around to spray concentrated fuel at high speed, and not a single fungal spore survived the raging flames.

The fungal corpses have only one way left to escape on the surface.

Many corpse beasts voluntarily discarded the excess part as they fled, throwing their heads and buttocks, and running with only four hooves and a mass of mycelium wrapped around them.

The mutilated corpse beasts are like green wigs with long legs, speeding faster and faster under the pursuit of the rolling rock ball, but they still can't escape the journey of history.

The fungal corpse beast in the distance was bombarded and burned by the rock ball, and the light blue tracking bombs that poured like a waterfall attacked everywhere like a swarm of piranhas, and the stone body of the corpse beast bitten by the bomb fish was shattered in the firelight, and the cyan mycelium was also scorched and carbonized by the hellish heat.

The nearby fungal corpse beast was crushed and stuck by the rolling rock ball, and its hooves kicked wildly to no avail.

The shark-like cracks on the surface of the rock ball were chewed upon, and the corpse beasts that were stuck to the hands of the golden snake swallowed their throats and smoothly sent into the three-dimensional minefield inside the rock ball that refreshed every 5 milliseconds.

After the fungal corpse beast trapped in the minefield was melted into a yellow-green strong acid, it was sprayed through the cannon barrel on the surface of the rock ball to the fleeing corpse beast in front of it, killing a large area of bare mycelium, which can be said to be taken from the people and formed a circular system of benign development.

According to Dong Xuanzi's tomb robbery notes, this real tomb has seven floors.

This is the third layer of the real tomb, and in the records left by Dong Xuanzi, this layer is the place where he first encountered the fungal corpse beast.

When Liang De broke into this place, he found that this burial chamber had already been destroyed by the raging fungal corpse beasts, and there were only ruins and tiles, and there was no development value.

Above the real tomb, there is Lei Donglan who uses his innate divine power to cover him, and those fungal corpse beasts are just very good at digging and running, and their defense and survivability are very average, and they don't use any high-intensity attack methods to kill.

He simply let it go, planning to gather the corpse beasts of the entire True Tomb here and fight a meat grinder annihilation war.

Brother Xian hasn't spoken for a long time...... Is the live broadcast broken, forget it, leave her alone.

"Senior sister, my body is crushed on the third floor, and the doppelganger who drilled down to scout is almost to the seventh layer.

The first six floors of the burial chamber were almost destroyed by these fungi, and no high-value funerary goods were found in the Ming place for the time being. ”

Lei Donglan's martial arts spiritual sense scanned the picture sent back by Liang De, and said:

"Going on, there are too many products that do not belong to this world in the burial goods that Dong Xuanzi found, and this tomb will not be so simple.

Also, this extraordinary fungus cannot survive entirely on the Heaven and Earth Vitality, and the population has grown to such a large size that it either has a sustainable food source or comes from outside this tomb.

The first six floors were not found, and that was on the seventh floor.

You change the main body to the seventh layer, set the coordinates for the portal in the realm, and pay attention to the spatial anomalies when investigating. ”

"Understood."

Behind the fleeing beasts, the driver Liang De stopped the wheel of Tufa history, and the vision from countless splits converged into a complete picture in the martial arts primordial gods.

"Something's wrong, why does this thing seem to be fighting more and more......"

……

On the seventh floor of the Nanjo Mountain True Tomb, a four-colored martial arts spirit casually found a drill-shaped split and attached it, and the drill bit stopped the excavation operation, and grew a head, torso, and hands and feet in the surging amber flames.

It wasn't long before a standard beam landed like a gecko on the wall of the tomb.

The hexagonal chamber was located at the heart of the seventh floor, and was the only part of the true tomb that he had not explored.

He didn't dare to land rashly, so he climbed down the wall to the ceiling, and turned his head 180 degrees to look down.

In the full swing of the warrior's spiritual sense, this tomb was filled with a noisy noise, and the strong interference made it impossible for him to see the situation in the tomb through his spiritual sense.

The source of those strange noises was the seven-seat array carved into the floor of the burial chamber.

Six of the smaller circles fall on the six corners of the chamber, guarding the triangular circle in the center of the chamber.

Of the six circular circles, only one was functioning.

Liang De carefully distinguished, and found that all the noise in the tomb came from the circle in motion.

It is something that he cannot see that is in motion, and its manifestation is the noise in the psychiatric sense.

The "noise" is continuously poured into the triangular array, and strange arcs flicker in the triangular array, and those strange arcs raise their heads to break free from the shackles of the two-dimensional plane, intertwined into dense moss-colored mycelium in the "noise", and then burrow into the holes at the edge of the triangle array.

"The extraordinary fungi that inhabit the grave beasts are not accidental...... It is a means left by the owner of the real tomb himself.

Why, I think the town tomb beast is too obedient and the tomb is too quiet, so I deliberately raised some nonsense little things to dig up my tomb? ”

Liang De raised his hand to the bridge of his nose, ready to lift the non-existent glasses to brush the magic circle on the ground for identification.

Empty?

He was surprised to find that his outstretched fingertips did not touch the center beam of the glasses.

Glasses are the handiwork of the Qing Tribulation, and it is impossible for the problem to disappear suddenly.

So...... Is it me who is the problem?

Liang De was in a trance, a spirit, and suddenly found himself standing in the center of a circle array, this silent circle began to emit a subtle noise, and the invisible source of the noise began to penetrate into his consciousness.

He looked up and saw a pair of eyes staring at him.

It was himself lying on the ceiling of the burial chamber.

The body that was occupied by some kind of alien smiled at itself, its eyes twitching in its sockets.

With his neck reversed 180 degrees back in place, Liang De, who was trapped in the magic circle, watched his body being pierced by others and crawled out of the tomb on all fours.

Then he couldn't see anything.

The connection between the golden snake resonance method and Lei Donglan was not broken, but he could only hear the continuous noise of the magic circle, and there was nothing on Lei Donglan's end.

Liang De tried to vibrate the martial arts spirit to transmit a message to Lei Donglan, but found that there was no medium that could vibrate.

The martial arts spirit is also gone?

No, it should be there, the martial arts spirit has melted into my soul, and I can't lose it, and I can't lose it!

He knew that his martial arts primordial god and the things in it were still there, but he couldn't move it, and he couldn't activate it when he entered the realm.

In this circular circle, it seemed that he was left with only pure consciousness.

…… I can think, I'm still here.

But nothing can be done but think and listen to the noise.

It seems that there is only an incorporeal consciousness, I can't see myself, I can't feel myself, so how can I escape?

It was as if I was locked up in this circular circle, but this realization was only based on the information I gathered before I lost my martial artist's spiritual sense and physical sense.

But that information isn't necessarily true.

I couldn't touch the glasses that didn't exist, which means that at least from that moment on, my perception was beyond count.

When did the disturbance of perception and thinking begin...... On the third floor, when I couldn't hear Brother Xian's voice but didn't confirm it?

yes, that's not quite right for me.

How could I normally use the ontology to explore the core chamber...... Obviously, the front-line drill has not thoroughly searched and reconnoitred the seventh layer, this tomb is obviously strange, and it is impossible for me to do such a thing with my martial virtue.

Is it really the senior sister who told me to switch the main body to the seventh layer?

Liang De's consciousness thinks in the irregular noise, but he only has consciousness, and he can't do anything except think, and even if he guesses, he can't verify it.

He's like a computer that has lost all available peripherals like keyboard, mouse, camera, headset, microphone, touchpad, and nothing on its own.

I don't know how long it has been...... Liang De's "consciousness" has no time sense, no pulse and heartbeat, no rhythm of the primordial spirit, and he has lost the ability to judge time.

In the void, there is only the "hearing" of that strange noise.

Is this really auditory?

Liang De's consciousness "listens" hard, imagining that his consciousness exists in a form, and uses this form to touch and interfere with those noises.

Nothing exists, but I need a gripper for the world of nothingness...... The old man said that in the void, you can use the false to cultivate the truth, but what is false, what is true, and is this current "me" true or false?

Liang De struggled to imagine pure consciousness as something tangible, and slowly, he felt the irregular noises arranging themselves.

It's not noise, it's the source of the noise that's moving, and the source is regularizing.

Is the source of the noise a conscious intelligent being?

Liang De used his remaining "hearing" to distinguish, groping like a blind man, stumbling to catch up with the changes in noise.

When his consciousness finally caught up with the change in the noise, he swayed with the source of the noise in his imagination.

He "saw" it.

He regained his "vision" from the regular noise, and saw the circle trapped by him, and another circular circle in operation outside the circle.

An unusually loud noise emanated from another circle.

Through the link of noise, Liang De saw the moss-colored mycelium coiled in the magic circle, and the old man in green shirt with a cane at the end of the mycelium.

At the same time as he "saw" the old man in green shirts, he knew that the old man in green shirts also "saw" him at the same time.

The old man in the green shirt waved the crutches in his hand, "jumped" up in the mycelium and shouted at him:

"Boy, you beat me so happily, you're also imprisoned!"