"Bring the antidote!" he said coldly without raising his head, and after a while, a petite and lovely maid of the Poison Dragon Sect held a bowl of cold black decoction in both hands.

"Your Holiness, this medicine can detoxify, and it needs to be applied externally, not internally, so as not to burn the stomach and intestines. Pick up the abscess, apply the medicine externally, it can be improved in a quarter of an hour, and it can be recovered after 30 strokes. ”

"You can get it, it hurts to death and it's our Demon Pavilion. Yan Guiluo stood up, his tone was full of disappointment that hatred of iron could not become steel: "Waste! Look at the silver dust of others......" He cursed in a low voice, and then followed the path that Liang Yunguang had just taken and came to the gate of the camp.

"Everyone, go back and invite your elders to come, the righteous path of the white gate, except for the Divine Sword Gate, each of which is limited to one person to come to the meeting, in the Demon Path, it is also the same rule, the location is on the top of Wangtian Peak, limited to a quarter of an hour later, if you don't come, don't participate in this secret treasure exploration, don't have the guts...... Later, our demon path will make way for you, so you don't have to worry about any ambushes. Okay, everyone, time is tight, let's all disperse. After Yan Guiluo finished speaking, he turned around and left, not giving anyone face at all, but no one in the righteous path felt that it was inappropriate, because the righteous path on the Fengyuan Continent was an alliance of enterprising forces that believed in strength, while the Demon Dao paid more attention to the level of respect and inferiority, and it was an alliance of forces that believed in oppression and enslavement. The righteous people all respected the strong, and when they saw the strength of Yan Ghost Luo's Qi Transformation Period, they all bowed their hands and dispersed. Only Wan Jianxin muttered in a low voice: "Look at the Demon Pavilion, it's much more breezy than your Poison Dragon Sect!"

As a result, this sentence forced the chief disciple of the Poison Dragon Sect to jump: "What the are you talking about? surnamed Wan, do you dare to have another duel with the deity in the secret realm?"

"Dare!" Wan Jianxin left Du Chuanchang with the back of his head, and he didn't even bother to sweep the tail of his eyes, and his voice was full of laziness and casualness.

When Du Chuanchang saw Wan Jianxin's attitude, he was so angry that he sprayed colorful bubbles all over his body, which was the most primitive form of his Gangfeng, just like the most primitive form of the Gangfeng of the Demon Wei Pavilion was a ghost. Du Chuanchang pinched the knuckles of his ten knuckles so creaky that he couldn't get Wan Jianxin's attention.

"It's all waiting for the deity......" The handsome and masculine face has been distorted into a blurred symbol at this time.

......

Five minutes passed, and the expected feeling of being in complete control of something did not come, only a mess of code appeared in his head, and Silver Dust pinched his fingers, making the golden-colored code in his brain appear in the air, and he still liked the feeling of looking directly with his eyes.

The most basic principle of [World Hacking] is the description of fluctuations and force fields. Only by translating fluctuations into dynamic instructions and force fields into static code can the invisible fluctuations and force fields become something that can be manipulated, and the ultimate goal of influencing the world can be further considered by manipulating fluctuations and force fields. The code in front of Yinchen is translated from the [Juyuan Style] that connects the entrance of the secret realm, in any case, the Juyuan style and the formation are all [force fields], only spiritual power, momentum, qi and Gangfeng are [fluctuations], Silver Dust has no ability to directly hack into fluctuations, he can only overcome the force field now, fortunately, all the problems he has encountered at the moment and hacking are aimed at the force field, such as the Juyuan style, such as this secret realm entrance that will not run with long legs.

Yinchen didn't know that while he was in a daze at the golden code, Du Chuanchang was jumping on his feet and cursing the Demon Pavilion, the Divine Sword Gate. Of course, Silver Dust didn't care if anyone from the Poison Dragon Sect was convulsing. He couldn't see anything in his eyes at this moment except the golden Canonicle text.

Thanks to Sir Tomato's account, now Silver Dust has been able to grasp the Canonicor script related to [Hacking] jerkily after a few days of bad repair, and if he returns to Gabrieule at this time, he will definitely become a master of archaeology who is so outstanding that the world will bow down, and he will not have to worry about money in this life. However, Silver Dust can't hope for that anymore, and he's been working hard to fully control his life.

"Shouldn't it?" Silverdust read through the entire code, and found that the problem with the hacking failure was the most critical part of the force field access. His own domain, that is, the invisible light force field generated after the spell was launched, was actually intercepted by the Juyuan formula itself, and it was not directly modulated into a unified force field as before, and it was fused and linked to each other. It's like sending a login request and you entered the wrong password.

"The force field is static, even if it is a polyelemental form, it remains static as a whole, just like a static code script, which can be modified at will, how can there still be a situation where you want a password?

"Do you really want a password?" Yinchen couldn't help but feel a little stunned, he knew that what he was doing was to find the unprotected weaknesses that might exist in the Juyuan Formula, and then use the invisible force field in the field to infiltrate the Juyuan Formula through these weaknesses, replacing some parts of the Gathering Yuan Formula, so as to achieve the purpose of control, and from his completion of the [World Hacking] After this spell position, every time he launched, he was invincible, and almost without any hindrance, he could hack into all kinds of Gathering Yuan Forms that he was interested in, and even the undead could hack in, and he had never encountered such a situation.

"If you want a password, you can only blast it. Yinchen was stunned for a few seconds, and reluctantly accepted the facts. However, he had no intention of retreating, and he clearly remembered that the first time he hacked into the remnant, the situation was very similar to this moment.

"I finally know what those remnants are used for...... Each remnant soul is equivalent to a brain that can be calculated, which is considered a computing unit, and the more remnant souls, the faster the calculation speed will naturally be...... No wonder, with my soul alone, it would take 990,000 years to hack a remnant soul. ”

Silver Dust pursed his lips and smiled, and then an endless space-time storm erupted in his pupils: "codecrack" He recited the spell decisively, and at the same time silently prayed in his heart: "Don't be more than one hundred and twenty-eight passwords, then it will really exceed my ability!"

As his spell sounded, the golden Canonikor script in the air began to flow like a waterfall. Silver Dust held the small cube with both hands, and felt that the cube gradually became hot, and wisps of golden light radiated out of the cube, very weak, but each one seemed to be a stream composed of thousands of runes that were so small that they were difficult to identify, Silver Dust's eyes froze, and the field rolled like a wave-like golden flow of light, and groups of fist-sized runes twisted and deformed in the air, changing from magic runes to standard Canonoric script, forming sections called [code] The spells, row by row, piece by piece, layer by layer, radiated out in one direction piece by piece, disappearing three meters away from the silver dust, turning into waves of invisible force field fluctuations.

In the air, a huge pressure suddenly condensed, as if it had gone from the land to the deep sea in an instant, Yinchen felt that he had difficulty breathing, his head was dizzy, and everything in front of him was ghosted, as if he was directly hit by the wind of the Demon Pavilion. This is a manifestation of mental overdraft. Yinchen knew that at this moment, he was relying on a person, a divine weapon that was almost a light weapon, to fight against a piece of heaven and earth.

This is a dangerous game with no way out, and at the same time as the first hacking failure, Silver Dust has already touched the garrison formation in the Juyuan style, and the illusions of blood pools have risen from the bottom of his heart, bubbling with a gurgling bubble, and are about to spew out a monstrous stream of blood, washing away Silver Dust's soul. At this time, if Silver Dust fails to hack for the second time, not only will he be attacked by the spirit of the Blood Pool Illusion, but at the same time, the Juyuan Style itself will also mobilize the surrounding Wind Yuan Force to conjure up the blood beasts of the entity to rush towards Silver Dust, directly shattering his **. The Juyuan Formation, which only monks can master, is not just a simple thing as a prohibition, it is even larger than itself, and the range of the attack is also much larger, and the distance of one or two hundred meters cannot be said to be safe at all. Silver Dust has no chance of retreating, and there is no possibility of surviving defeat. That void formation, called Juyuan-style, was truly activated, and its power was equivalent to the full force of five hundred Jindan masters, and no one in this world dared to meet such a force head-on.