Chapter 110: The sky has changed
The fourth gathering star, the municipality of Linying
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The howling cold wind, blowing with the heavy black clouds, coldly deprived the surface of the earth.
But there was a restless scorching, steaming, enveloping.
Suddenly, a big drop, a big drop of raindrops brushed down, with the sound of thunder and lightning, the whole Linying City was pouring out.
The dusty greenery, the muddy alleys, and the gray windows are all gradually brighter and cleaner under the heavy rain.
After the rain and the sky is clear, the flying rainbow across the blue sky.
Under Linying City, the drainage channels have been fully recovered, and the turbulent rainwater is evacuated in an orderly manner.
It's changed.
It's a little cold.
Sikong wore a black raincoat and walked in the heavy rain.
All kinds of pedestrians on the road have taken refuge in street shops to avoid the rain, waiting for the heavy rain to become lighter.
Heavy rain that doesn't last long.
There is not much time to spare.
The heavy rain hit the raincoat coldly, heavy, and Sikong clearly felt the wisps of coolness.
But this coldness made him more and more sober.
It rained heavily, and there were very few people on the road.
But Sikong did not hurry forward in the rain, beside him, the fangs followed.
Passing through one intersection after another.
Walk through window after window.
Rubbed shoulders with many pedestrians with umbrellas.
Walking through the long, winding bluestone slab ladder, the unique groove carving on the bluestone slab body makes this ladder not slippery even in rainy days.
Then, in the white mist-shrouded green mountains, half of the emperor's tooth bureau towering into the clouds and half buried deep in the ground came into the eyes of Sikong.
Quiet and majestic, nine Huabiao came from the vicissitudes of life.
The entire Emperor's Tooth Bureau was shrouded in heavy rain, and because of the sound of the rain, there was a little more sonorous strength, with iron-blooded courage.
Justice is for the public, so that people are here, and the evil thoughts and greed in their hearts are reduced by a few points out of thin air, and they dare not have evil thoughts in their hearts.
It's a pity that what was born in Sikong's heart was not a bad thought, but an evil thought that didn't care about its flood and the sky falling apart!
Looking at the Emperor Tooth Bureau in front of him, Sikong pulled down his raincoat.
The rain, hitting Sikong's face, hurt a little, blurring his vision.
But the blood plum in those eyes became more and more delicate, and the bewitching red color even dripped blood.
Fourth Emperor's Tooth Bureau
Six large characters in regular script are suspended above the Chinese table.
There is no need for neon embellishment, and it has its own eye-catching style.
Every stroke of the pen and every skimming is full of charm and has the vast heritage of the country's heavy weapon.
Obviously from the hands of calligraphers.
Wiping away the raindrops hitting his eyelashes, Sikong suddenly smiled and said, "Wind Curtain Star Field, it's going to change the sky......"
The sound was soft, drowned out by the thunderous rain, and no one could hear it.
With that, Sikong stepped out.
"Hello sir, do you need legal aid or do you need a case?"
The gurgling rain trickled down from Sikong's feet, wetting the floor.
In front of Sikong, a standard humanoid mecha looked at Sikong with a smile on his face.
The lifelike appearance, the tone of the spring breeze, made people forget the fact that the mecha in front of them was nothing more than a cold machine.
Sikong was dressed in a black raincoat, and he broke into the clean reception room brightly, which looked a little abrupt.
Sikong didn't answer, but coldly glanced at the entire reception room of the Emperor Tooth Bureau.
In the reception room, there are a small number of police teeth, and there are also some people who come to report the crime or seek assistance from the police teeth, sitting in the curtains, so that people can't see their faces clearly and can't hear their voices.
In fact, in this empire civilization where technology is rampant and the times are changing with each passing day, a large number of jobs are replaced by intelligent mechas.
The human labor force has been fully unleashed and turned to more efficient spiritual practice and technological innovation.
Almost all people are the key to the progress of civilization, and all people are the core of imperial civilization.
A high degree of unity is the only way to be unanimous with the outside world.
Naturally, in the Emperor's Tooth Bureau, cumbersome reception posts like this are replaced by highly intelligent mechas.
The entire Emperor Tooth Bureau, in addition to the mobile combat troops, is the technical personnel who carry out macroscopic control.
Sometimes, cold, mechanical, rigid programs are often more reliable and safer than humans.
"There are no cultivators higher than the fourth dimension, but there are thirteen three-dimensional cultivators, mainly concentrated underground. The underground should be the core of the Emperor's Tooth Bureau, and the poisonous wolf should also be there. ”
The fangs suddenly spoke, and the teeth that had been yellowed by the smoke appeared cold and shining, and the aura came out majestically.
The reception mecha recognized the words of the fangs, and the intelligent processing chip in the body immediately analyzed the information.
The reception mecha quickly warned: "Please calm down, please calm down." This is the Fourth Emperor's Tooth Bureau, if you have any misdeeds, I have the right to capture you on the spot, or even kill you! ”
At the same time, the reception mecha will communicate with the alarm system of the Emperor's Tooth Bureau and spread the news here.
"Do it!"
Suddenly, Sikong opened his eyes, his tongue touched the roof of his mouth, and his gaze was condensed, gathering all his thoughts in his brain.
Martial Will!
The carefree and shyness of the dragon lifting technique, the weirdness of walking shyly, and the martial arts consciousness intertwined by the two Dacheng martial arts, surging out at this moment.
Driven by Sikong's spiritual domain value of up to 30 points, it was like a big wave crashing on the shore, and it directly rushed into the information transmission device of the mecha in front of him.
The free spiritual field, distributed in the shape of a dome, directly shields its conduction device.
Let it be alone!
At the same time, with Sikong's brain as the center, the surging martial arts will shrouded the entire reception room, making all the reception mecha and monitors in the reception room blind.
That's right, in just ten days, Sikong's spiritual domain value has increased from 6 points to 30 points by leaps and bounds!
A two-dimensional repairer who looks down on everything, even comparable to three-dimensional!
And all this, that is, because of the master-level mechanical watch, Zhou Tian Xingshu.
What's more, Sikong has already slaughtered the huge spiritual body that has been cultivated for many days and trapped in the one-dimensional cone realm!
For ten days, Sikong relied on the additional black technology on Zhou Tian's constellation to put on an indestructible turtle shell for his spiritual body.
Then, as if jade was burning, he fought with that huge spiritual body!
The mental body can't hurt Sikong.
But once the spiritual body is injured, Sikong will be like a wolf that smells fishy, taking advantage of the weakness and tearing any bit of flesh that may enter his mouth.
As long as Sikong bites off a wisp of spiritual fragments, and then uses the Netherworld Divine Method, he can feed back this pure spiritual fragment to himself and turn it into his own spiritual domain value.
Then, continue to fight with the turtle shell!
Typical scoundrel play.
But on the contrary, Sikong was a scoundrel to the end, and with the advantage of snowballing, he dragged down that spiritual body alive!
The dove occupies the magpie's nest, eats away at the spirit body, and pushes its spiritual domain value to 30 points!
And at the moment when Sikong Martial Dao's will poured out, the poisonous fangs struck.
The black hair stood on end, and the superstring furnace in his body stirred the fire, making his body expand a little.
His eyes were like practice, his fists were clenched, and he shouted: "Duh! ”
As good as Huang Zhong Dalu, Hao Ruo Tianwei's spiritual field surged out, directly causing all the police teeth in the reception room to faint.
The fangs instantly appeared in front of a person, as if the eyes of the abyss had absorbed all the thoughts of this person, and his voice was like a ghost, and he said bewildermently: "Can you enter the eighteenth floor underground?" ”
This person is dressed extraordinarily, holding coffee and crossing Erlang's legs.
Unlike other busy police teeth, he has been playing with the lion's head in his hand, and his position is obviously higher.
The man's eyes were blank and he muttered, "Yes."
"Lead the way."
With a wave of Fang's right hand, the man immediately walked ahead, completely silent in the dream that Fangs had woven for him.
This person was connected to the identification system, and a black and white vortex suddenly appeared on the iron wall and the wall without any gaps.
Access, eighteen basement floors.
Fangs and the two immediately stepped in, followed by Sikong.
Withdrew the martial arts will formed by the Harmony Walk and the Dragon Lifting Technique. However, another ruthless and long martial arts consciousness is quietly entrenched in all mecha and the core power device of monitoring.
A strange smile appeared on Sikong's mouth.
Since you want to make trouble, you have to step through the clouds, shatter the sky, and turn the world upside down!
Otherwise, how could you come?