Yes, it's just a deliberate imitation, and there's a familiar feel to the dream world everywhere.

Tang Ling had already noticed this.

But imitation is imitation after all, where can it really be so magical as the dream world?

So, these purple mist are not real.

Although it is also full of energy fluctuations, and although it gives people such a delicate sensory feeling, the unreal is the unreal.

Practicing the Thousand Satin Gong will not gain any energy.

However, it was not without benefits, that is, with the cultivation of Qiansatin Gong, Tang Ling's own strength began to recover slowly.

Is that a small bonus? Try to mimic that kind of real bad taste?

Tang Ling shook his head with a hint of a smile, and then continued to practice the Thousand Satin Gong.

If you can regain your strength, why not?

I just don't know, when the game that belongs to this world really begins, how much of your own strength will be able to recover?

Time passed.

Under the dark night, the purple mist did not fade at all, but became thicker and thicker.

In such an environment, the visibility is so low that ordinary people can see a little bit of the street from the upper floors just now, but now they can hardly even see their own bodies clearly.

From time to time, there are some inexplicable sounds around, and it is difficult not to be afraid.

Even with Tang Ling's eyesight, he could only vaguely see that the streets near him were so quiet, not to mention people, not even animals.

"Damn, what's the power out." Emily's roar came from downstairs, and with her voice, the lights went out throughout the town.

Then there was a jumble of voices in the room, presumably Joshua's so-called relatives, who began to try to find flashlights, and then went back to their bedrooms to rest.

Among these voices, there are also all kinds of inexplicable voices.

Tang Ling opened his eyes at this time and looked at the small square.

Yes, it was the small square with the stone tablet at the starting point of the third formation, which was not far from where Tang Ling was now.

If the fog in front of you didn't exist, the small square could be clearly seen from the rooftop.

Si Suo's voice was a little louder.

Tang Ling stopped practicing and stood up from the roof.

Maybe the people of this town also noticed the sound, but in this weird foggy day, coupled with power outages, and the panic mood accompanied by various inexplicable sounds, no one wants to go out of the house to see what is going on.

"Dad, what's wrong with the phone at home? I'm going to call Zovin. Blanche's voice also sounded at this time, and it was especially harsh on a night like this.

"What's the noise? There's no way I'm going to check the phone line for you right now! As for the mobile phone, it's really bad, the signal has been unstable for three or four days, are the people who repair the communication base station eating? Uncle Joshua's voice was muffled, and it was clear that the bad night had not put him in such a good mood.

Tang Ling began to move his body, he regained some strength, some speed, it was definitely far from being comparable to his peak.

However, Tang Ling had to adapt to his current body in order to cooperate closely with his precision instinct.

At the same time, in an alley in the town, the manhole cover in a remote corner was slowly removed.

A huge figure, dressed in a black robe, braving the steaming heat, came out from under the manhole cover.

The figure came to the ground, and seemed very happy, and he greedily spread his arms and breathed in the purple mist.

Behind him, in the uncovered sewer, one giant rat after another emerged.

The teeth of these rats were no longer white, but had black lines, and if Tang Ling was here, he would definitely recognize that this was his old friend in the settlement, the black-toothed rat.

"Huh." The huge figure let out a grotesque laugh before moving forward through the mouse.

When his 'stomping' footsteps began to sound.

The small square in Tang Ling's eyes suddenly became clear, and the stone tablet suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

As those rays of light lit up, dense magic formations began to appear, and this was the formation that Tang Ling had been looking for.

According to the direction of breaking the formation combed before, these formations correspond to the entire No. 9 ruins, as long as these formations can be cracked, and then find the corresponding path in the No. 9 ruins, then the third formation will be completely cracked.

Is it simple? It's certainly not easy! Because this town is bound to have a subversive disaster tonight.

Tang Ling was too familiar with the sound of Suosuo, it was the sound of rat activity. Of course, what Tang Ling was referring to was the rats of the Purple Moon Era.

With Tang Ling's understanding of pre-civilized humans, they would definitely not be the opponents of these rats if they fought alone.

Even with the little ability that Tang Ling had recovered now, it would be dangerous to face these rats, provided that he was surrounded by them.

Then, everything is connected in series, and the normal way to crack the third formation should be to use the existing strength, under the siege of the rats on the night of subversion, to crack the formation, and then follow the route pointed out by the formation, and then reach the end point and crack the third formation.

If this is the case, Tang Ling's top priority should be to quickly record these formations, and then start to break the game.

But Tang Ling didn't seem to have this intention, he just glanced at the formation pattern, and then turned around directly and ran quickly towards the northwest of the town.

According to Luo Xin, since the formation has been opened, Tang Ling will be punished for every wrong step.

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with this statement.

At this moment, although Tang Ling was on the roof, a huge mouse had already appeared in the courtyard, found Tang Ling, and then quickly climbed up along the drainage pipe.

Black-toothed rats?! Has it evolved at this time? You know, the purple moon hasn't appeared yet.

Tang Ling was slightly stunned, but he didn't mean to be afraid, after all, he was an old friend who often hunted and used to satisfy his hunger during the settlement period. How could Tang Ling be afraid of it?

While thinking about it, Tang Ling didn't pause, and still ran quickly in the northwest direction.

The black-toothed rat that was ignored let out a squeaky sound and rushed towards Tang Ling, such a familiar action, even if Tang Ling didn't use his precise instinct, he could subconsciously make the most effective dodge.

With just a slight sideways, Tang Ling dodged the black-toothed rat, and then continued to run in the northwest direction without stopping.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing on my roof? I'll catch you dead. At that moment, Uncle Joshua's angry voice rang out.

With a sneer on the corner of Tang Ling's mouth, he jumped from the roof to the courtyard wall with a slight leap, and then continued to run along the narrow wall in the northwest direction.

As for Joshua's uncle, he will be pleasantly surprised later, and it is estimated that he is dead.

Tang Ling's speed was very fast, and the black-toothed rat on the roof was not as flexible as Tang Ling, so he couldn't catch up with Tang Ling at the first time.

But there was no need, for the sound of Uncle Joshua's footsteps going upstairs had clearly attracted all of its attention.

**

Listening to the screams coming from afar, Tang Ling didn't look back.

This subversive night is destined to kill a lot of people, and Joshua's uncle became the first guy to die, can it be regarded as an overfulfilled task in the process of cracking?

Tang Ling thought of this unconsciously, but the speed under his feet did not slow down at all.

It's just because the black-toothed rats are overwhelming! From the appearance of the first one to the appearance of a group, the process is less than a minute.

If it was in peak state, Tang Ling naturally wouldn't care, but now he didn't have the courage to fall into the rat swarm.

At this time, Tang Ling exerted his existing speed to the extreme, just like the pinnacle of parkour, an extreme sport in the former civilization, jumping, tumbling, and running among walls, rooftops, and various dangerous terrains.

His movements are fluid, and with the help of his instinct for precision, he chooses the right routes to dodge.

Occasionally, one or two black-toothed rats would block the way, but Tang Ling only dodged and never fought.

In the eyes of ordinary people in the former civilization, Tang Ling behaved like a superman at this time, but unfortunately no one could appreciate this scene.

Because of the invasion of the black-toothed rats, the town has turned into hell at this time.

All kinds of cries and screams sounded from all directions, who could still notice Tang Ling running in the fog? What's more, this thick purple mist almost covered everything, and even if several people were bitten to death by the black-toothed rats, they didn't see what was attacking them.

This pace is coming so fast, no wonder such a town will be subverted, with the poor police force of the town, there is no way to effectively rescue, unless there is external support.

But this could not be, communications were disrupted.

Could this be the wisdom of the black-toothed rat? Tang Ling frowned, he ran faster, he didn't think that the black-toothed rat had such wisdom.

First, the wireless base station was destroyed step by step, so that the mobile phone communication became unstable, until it was completely cut off tonight, and then the power was cut off... In short, step by step, the town will become a dark 'island', and then it will be difficult again.

This is simply a premeditated subversion.... And it's full of details, such as not destroying mobile phone communication all at once.

While Tang Ling was thinking about this, the speed under his feet was faster, and he was also very worried, afraid that everything would be too late.

Where is the third formation so easy to crack? Rushing for time is a must.

Three minutes later, chased by the rats, Tang Ling had already arrived at a settlement in the northwest of the town.

There can be no mistake, Daisy lives in the third small building in this settlement.

At this time, this place has also become a hell, at least dozens of black-toothed rats have taken over the place, scurrying around the streets, in the courtyards, and in all the buildings.

There are also humans on the street who have been dragged out by black-toothed rats, and now only half of their bodies have been gnawed.

Tang Ling took a deep breath and jumped directly over the courtyard wall of the first household, and then rushed from the small courtyard of the second household to the courtyard of Daisy's house.

There are also black-toothed rats here, but fortunately, Daisy's house is not the kind of board house that is common in the West, but a brick and stone house, and with the doors and windows closed, the black-toothed rat has not broken through for a while.

But it's only a matter of time.

Tang Ling kicked away a black-toothed rat that was attacking him, climbed up the second floor along the drain pipe without hesitation, found the location of Daisy's room in his memory, broke the window, and entered Daisy's room.

"Who is it?" Daisy let out a scream.

With Tang Ling's eyes, he could see Daisy curled up in the corner of the room at this time, her face full of tears, very afraid.

At the same time, Daisy's door was kicked open, and a somewhat strong man rushed in with a flashlight in one hand and a shotgun in the other: "Who dares to hurt my daughter?" ”

"Uncle Polly, I must take Daisy. But I'm sorry, I can't save you, the whole town is attacked by rats. If it drags on, none of us will be able to escape. Tang Ling originally didn't want to pay attention to this man, but he suddenly thought of something, changed his mind, and explained in a sincere tone.

"Joshua." Daisy shouted Tang Ling in disbelief.

At this moment, a black-toothed mouse finally crashed in through the broken window, and Tang Ling saw this, grabbed the half-human-sized mouse, and then pressed it to the ground.

'Bang bang bang', the fist fell quickly, and Tang Ling killed the black-toothed rat with just a few punches.

Under Daisy and Polly's incredulous gaze, Tang Ling hugged Daisy and held her on his shoulder.

"I must take you. I'm also in pain and can't save your parents. Tang Ling said to Daisy in as gentle a tone as possible.

"No, Joshua, save my family." Daisy began to cry sadly.

"Joshua, I'll leave my daughter to you." At this time, Polly spoke, because Tang Ling had already proved a lot by killing a black-toothed mouse with a few punches, and there was no longer any need for superfluous words.

Tang Ling nodded, and in Daisy's sad cry, he directly kicked open the window, jumped, grabbed the eaves with his backhand, and then carried Daisy to the roof again.

The next step is to get out of the town.

Tang Ling ran silently and quickly, and as he ran, he began to recall the formation patterns revealed on the stone stele.

At this time, Daisy had already witnessed the tragic situation of the whole town, and she was so frightened that she couldn't even cry, and she didn't even have the mood to wonder why Tang Ling had such skills.

Her silent appearance made Tang Ling's heart tingle for a while, and he remembered the night of the mutation, when his sister was lying on his shoulder.

The same numbness, the same silence, the same hollowness ...

Enduring this pain, Tang Ling began to run hard, and inevitably, he saw the figure in a black robe with wisps of heat all over his body.

"Underground Race!" Tang Ling's eyes widened suddenly.

The subversion of human beings has something to do with the underground race? This was the first thought that rose in Tang Ling's mind, and then a second thought rose in Tang Ling's heart, now he was definitely not an opponent of an underground race wearing a so-called prosthetic body.

What to do?

The third formation is so difficult to crack?