Xiao Ling's face was covered in cold sweat.

"Damn it." He didn't have time to think about it, and the desire in his heart to pull the hook out of the back of the statue grew stronger.

He rushed forward, grabbed the hook with both hands, let out a low roar, and the power of thousands of catties exploded, and the hook that was already loose was immediately pulled out by him.

The hook was pulled out, and an incredible scene appeared, the statue that originally showed a large number of cracks on the surface was recovering, the original cracks slowly closed and disappeared, and what was even more terrifying was that the mountains of mummies and weapons below were slowly vibrating and sinking, and the whole desert seemed to be shaking.

Soon, the hill that had been raised was completely sunk in, and all the mummies and broken weapons were sunk into the yellow sand, and disappeared, except for this statue, which was pitifully suppressed here.

Witnessing this amazing change, Xiao Ling couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The others were even more dumbfounded, and their hearts trembled deeply, just now, everyone felt the terrifying aura faintly emanating from this statue.

Above the sky, the struggle between the big white hand and the silk hook was even more intense, the space was constantly shattering, and the black lightning-like spatial cracks were spreading down from the sky, getting closer and closer to everyone.

"Let's go." Zhou Kesheng felt panicked, although they couldn't see the battle between the miserable white hand and the fishing hook in the sky, but they could see the terrifying scene of the space shattering, and even let everyone flee quickly, only to feel that the ground here was shaking slightly, as if this space could completely collapse at any time.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in the sky, and countless cracks spread out like spider webs, instantly spreading from above the sky and downward, shattering like a mirror.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but exclaim, it was too late to escape, like a huge black net, it suddenly fell from top to bottom, and instantly wiped everyone out.

Including Xiao Ling, everyone only felt severe pain all over their bodies, and their bodies couldn't help themselves, being pulled by a powerful force, as if they were falling into a bottomless black hole, constantly falling down, and the tearing pain born from strong weightlessness in their bodies was born.

All this happened in an instant, and after everything around them stabilized, everyone found that they had left the desert space just now, and they couldn't see the broken weapons and mummies that appeared from the yellow sand, and the statues that were exactly the same as Xiao Ling disappeared, and what appeared in front of everyone was a high-rise building, facing a wide road, and there were cars and pedestrians everywhere on the road.

Are they back in the modern world?

Everyone quickly sensed that something was wrong in their surprise and inexplicability, because more than thirty of them, armed with weapons, suddenly appeared on the street where these people were coming and going, and they did not even attract anyone's attention, and these people did not seem to notice the more than thirty people at all, and some even walked towards them and passed through their bodies.

"This ...... What's going on? Hu Shengzhe was shocked inexplicably.

Wang Lei stretched out his hand, but touched the lamppost on the side, and suddenly realized that he had passed through the lamppost and couldn't touch anything.

"We don't really exist? Or is it just a phantom? Wang Lei was shocked.

Li Zhibao groaned: "At the last moment, the space seemed to be broken, could it be that we all died together with that broken space?" ”

Zhou Kesheng shook his head and said: "If you die, it should be a hundred, and it will not be like what we are now, I doubt it...... Our current state should be called soul projection, it is a special situation, their consciousness has crossed into this space, but whether this space is the real space we are in, or other similar parallel space, I don't know. ”

In the discussion and shock of everyone, only Xiao Ling raised his head and stared blankly at the sky, the expression on his face was very solemn.

He saw the sky in the distance, fishing white silk threads, all over the city in front of him.

What kind of world did their consciousness break into? Could it be that this world is full of this kind of silk thread and fishing hook?

There were more than 30 of them, standing on the street, surrounded by busy people, it seemed that it was the rush hour for work, and the bus stop not far away was full of people.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling snorted lightly and looked at a person in the crowd.

This is a young man who looks exactly like Xiao Ling.

The young man followed the flow of people and walked to the bus stop not far away.

Xiao Ling couldn't help but want to step forward, but he thought that this young man couldn't see him.

When the others saw Xiao Ling suddenly walking towards the bus stop, they were also busy following, and soon everyone found out that this young man looked exactly like Xiao Ling, and they were extremely surprised.

Zhou Kesheng groaned: "Strange, could it be that all this in front of you is the power of the statue?" It seems to be deliberately pulling our soul consciousness into this world? Seems to want to tell us something? ”

In his deep groan, he saw the young man who looked exactly like Xiao Ling stopped at the bus stop, seemingly waiting for the bus.

Xiao Ling stood beside him, waiting silently with him, but unfortunately Xiao Ling could see him, but he couldn't see Xiao Ling, and even Xiao Ling could hear the voices of the people around him, but no matter what they said, these people couldn't hear or perceive it.

Soon, a No. 7 bus arrived.

Before the car stopped, many people rushed up, and the young man who looked exactly like Xiao Ling was about to squeeze up, when suddenly he stopped again, his eyes widened, and a look of surprise seemed to flash on his face.

Xiao Ling was following him, and he saw a silk thread hanging from the sky, with a giant fish hook, passing through the bus.

Seeing the fish hook again, and even passing through the bus in front of him, Xiao Ling had an ominous premonition, and couldn't help but gently hold his hands.

He saw this young man who looked exactly like himself and shouted to the people in front of him: "Don't go up, something will happen......"

But he was only halfway through the call, and he was pushed away by the people in front of him, obviously everyone didn't pay attention to him, and many people even looked at him like they were looking at a psychopath.

Xiao Ling suddenly understood why this young man didn't get on the bus, could it be that he was the same as himself, he could also see this fishing hook? So don't dare to get on this bus?

The young man didn't get on the bus, the bus was carrying passengers, and continued to move forward, Xiao Ling, like the young man, was silently watching.