Wang Qingmin struggled to recall his previous life's account of the situation.

Recalling the fragments of various science fiction films, Wang Qingmin's mind flashed, and a thought appeared in his mind.

It's not going to be memory metal, is it?

Memory metal means that metal can be arbitrarily decomposed and combined to form the shape you want. The robots in the deformed steel are all of this decomposable metal. They can deform and decompose themselves at will, turning them into different machines, and they can do it without the slightest gap.

Wang Qingmin thought of the robot in the Terminator again. Liquid robots.

However, if this spaceship is really made of liquid metal, I am afraid that it should not have any damage now, because liquid metal is a more perverted existence, as long as there is even any damage on the body, it can reduce other places to make up for it, with the advanced central control computer of this spaceship, it will definitely be able to do this.

Wang Qingmin circled around the huge flying saucer of more than 50 meters, and finally returned to the original point.

He should be the only person on this Celestial Dust Continent who can recognize this as a spaceship. Of course, this is all thanks to the explosion of information on the earth in the 21st century, which has put the world in a super-information age of information sharing.

Wang Qingmin tried it, but this spaceship could not be included in the system package, and it seemed that it was also a special item that could not be recognized by the system.

This ship really can't be taken away.

His Qiankun bag is not so big at all, only a few cubic meters in size, and it is simply wishful thinking to hold such a behemoth.

Wang Qingmin scanned the flying saucer over and over again with his divine sense, until the fifth time, he finally found a trace of abnormality.

Inside a cracked light bulb, a hair-like crack was revealed.

This is really a hard-won loophole, that is, Wang Qingmin's Divine Consciousness Yuan Infant has reached the forty-eighth full level, otherwise he is really helpless against this spaceship that cannot observe the interior with his divine sense.

Wang Qingmin turned his divine consciousness into filaments and slowly squeezed into this crack.

It's a lot of work.

If you are not careful, this filament-like consciousness will touch the metal on the crack, and then this thread of consciousness will immediately bounce back, undoing everything you have done before.

Half an hour later, Wang Qingmin's consciousness was still hovering outside the gap.

An hour later, Wang Qingmin's divine sense went in one centimeter.

An hour and a half later, Wang Qingmin's divine consciousness returned to the original point again and started again.

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Wang Qingmin is here to compete with this flying saucer, but the ghost king outside is looking crazy.

The Tianchen Continent was too big, and after Wang Qingmin left a city, he couldn't judge the direction in which it was going to go, and those ghost kings could only wait for Wang Qingmin's news to come, and then they could determine where to go next.

But now, Wang Qingmin has suddenly disappeared.

Let them smash and destroy the current city, destroy and smash it, Wang Qingmin never appeared, which made the ghost kings breathe a sigh of relief without continuing this boring game, and at the same time, they couldn't help but hate Wang Qingmin again.

The fifty of their monks gave up the security of the central region, gave up the strangulation of the last forces of the human race, and gave up the cultivation in their sacred land in the Yin Soul in the British Land, that is, to capture and kill Wang Qingmin.

But now, surrounded by a deep sense of powerlessness and frustration, Wang Qingmin is really hard to find.

Who said that human beings are easy to deal with, if human beings were as stinky and hard as Wang Qingmin, their ghosts would have been wiped out a long time ago, and they would not even have a chance to develop.

I'm afraid that if there were more human monks like Wang Qingmin, since the gods and goddesses on their Yin Soul side made a move, they would also be dragged to death by such humans.

After waiting for two days in this bombarded city, Wang Qingmin finally did not appear.

This time, the ghost kings were truly dead-hearted, and after some deliberation, they decided to return to the British Kingdom and listen to their Holy Ancestor's arrangements.

At this time, Wang Qingmin was still fighting hard against the thin crack.

Failure after failure, start after start.

Wang Qingmin was already numb, in fact, once he almost succeeded, such a flying saucer is about ten centimeters thick, and this crack leads straight into it. Wang Qingmin's divine consciousness once poked his head out, but in his excitement, his divine consciousness still touched the wall of the flying saucer on the side, and his divine consciousness was blocked back.

After another failure, Wang Qingmin finally stopped and continued to explore inside.

He sat down cross-legged, reminiscing about the past two days.

This kind of extreme harshness on the requirements for divine consciousness actually has a very great benefit to Wang Qingmin's Yuan Ying.

In two days, Wang Qingmin's Yuan Infant Dao Technique and attack power were each increased by five, and the exact increase was one point, and the mana value and health value were each increased by ten points.

This is really an unexpected benefit, almost topped with a powerful legendary item.

Wang Qingmin Yuanying's various castes increased in the ontology, that is, the ontology's attack was more ferocious, and he was also more prepared in the control of Taoism.

Wang Qingmin only felt that his mind was getting clearer and clearer, and he decided to continue exercising here.

Three hours later, Wang Qingmin opened his eyes, looked at the crack in the flying saucer, and his divine sense once again turned into a filament, slowly probing inside.

Time has passed like a flowing stream again.

The land of England, the sacred land of the Yin Souls.

Fifty primordial infant ghost kings were trembling outside the forty-nine serial arrays, looking for their lives towards the black-robed man inside.

"Holy Ancestor, we have been chasing this human monk for a whole year, but he has escaped, and three days ago, we lost his trace in the southeast of the Heavenly Dust Continent." The fifty Yuan Infant Ghost Kings elected a representative and stood up and said.

"So, you didn't catch the human monk?" The voice of the Saint Ancestor in the black robe was a little gloomy, which made a group of Yuan Infant Ghost Kings can't help but shrink their heads.

"It's ......, and I'm ashamed of the inferior!" The Yuan Infant Ghost King who was the leader immediately knelt down and saluted.

"Humph! Since you haven't caught it, what are you doing when you come back, do you want to practice here, go out, and continue to search until the monk's body is broken, and then you can come back to see me. The black-robed man was furious, almost talking with a roar.

"Yes...... Yes, subordinates obey orders. The Yuan Infant Ghost King retreated profusely in a sweat.

Once again, after receiving the order of the Holy Ancestor, all of them had to lift the wounded heart and once again embark on the road to find Wang Qingmin.

In the hall at this time, Wang Qingmin also stopped practicing again with sweat.

His mind had begun to get used to the tiny cracks, but it wasn't enough to get there.

When will it take for such a hair-thin divine consciousness to enter and complete the scanning of the inside of this flying saucer, so what Wang Qingmin has to do now is to maintain this state, and let his divine consciousness slowly pass through here and enter it as much as possible.

This is really a long-term job, that is, a person like Wang Qingmin who is full of strong curiosity about flying saucers, otherwise no Yuanying monk on the mainland would have spent so much time doing such a boring job.

If the other Yuanying Cultivators saw this flying saucer, their first reaction would probably be to use a sharp blade or a super magic weapon to cut open this metal disc.

Of course, with the smelting technology of the Heavenly Dust Continent cultivators, I am afraid that there is nothing to be done about this cosmic-level alloy at all.

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