It's already the third day.

Wu Yinglang was confused.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

I went to such an inexplicable place for three days in a row, and I didn't have anything to play or eat, let alone a girl.

Sadly, this place has even just died.

Wu Yinglang got out of the car and turned around again, feeling that he was a little nervous. Maybe you don't exercise much in bed/on the bed, or maybe you have to find a Chinese medicine practitioner to make up for it when you go back.

If he continued like this, he would have to go insane.

He hatefully kicked the side of the road.

It may be that the emotions are a little excited, and the ability is a little leaked.

He just cracked the teeth of the road with this kick.

Debris fell to the ground in a sparse manner.

Fortunately, the pomp and circumstance of this one was big enough, he stayed here, and a black car was parked around, and a row of black suits was standing, but no one dared to approach this posture.

Wu Eagle Lang cursed a few words in his mouth, and was about to turn around and leave.

But he was stunned for a moment.

I saw a slightly glaring flash in the debris of the ground.

Wu Vultures squatted down and pulled through the debris twice.

A translucent miniature throne appeared in front of him.

If Yu Fanle was still here, he would definitely be very surprised. Because this miniature throne is almost the same as the one he bought.

The reason why I say almost is because the one that Wu Yinglang took has no color, but is as crystal clear as crystal. In addition, the white cross on the back of the chair and the black bead in the middle were also missing.

The entire miniature throne was more damaged than what Yu Fanle had seen.

Wu Vulture held up the crystalline miniature throne and squinted at it.

Under the sunlight, this miniature throne is particularly dazzling, and the flickering light is almost difficult to look at. Compared with what Yu Fanle saw, this miniature throne was even more arrogant, without that kind of heaviness and restraint.

But it was indeed the same throne it had been.

It was as if something had taken away the color and texture of the throne, as well as the cross and the black beads.

Wu Vulture obviously prefers the current throne.

So arrogant, so dazzling, so bright, I don't want it.

Hit directly into the heart of Warrior Eagle Lang Nasao Bao Max.

Wu Yinglang had a realization in his heart, he had come here inexplicably in the past few days, maybe it was just for this brilliant gadget.

He was happily about to put it in his arms.

A dark shadow streaked through.

Wu Vulture Lang only felt a light in his hand, and the crystal clear miniature throne was gone.

"I'm !!" Looking at the empty palm, Wu Yinglang let out a miserable cry.

Even if someone snatches it and is about to be raised/gunned, xx beauty, Wu Yinglang probably won't be so painful.

It's an instinctive reaction.

It's as if the thing was supposed to belong to him, and anyone taking it away is equivalent to digging a piece of flesh out of him, or the fattest piece.

He closed his eyes and immediately activated his abilities.

A faint silver ring emerged from Vulture Lang's forehead, as if he was wearing a silver headband.

In just an instant, that faint ring of silver light spread to Wu Vulture Lang's whole body at an extremely fast speed, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no anger or anxiety in his eyes.

All that's left is cold.

He suddenly jumped high, and this jump was more than ten meters high. This is not how exaggerated his physical strength has become, it is completely the blessing effect of mental strength.

Then, Wu Vulture struck with his palms expressionless.

There was a loud "bang".

Then there was a thunderclap and a crackling sound.

The shockwave visible to the naked flesh and the huge volume rippled out from the middle of the palm of the Warrior Eagle Wave's double-clicked hand.

The pedestrians on the road all covered their ears involuntarily and squatted down with painful faces. There were even some women who couldn't help but scream.

The impact of the shock wave is extremely wide, within a radius of half a mile, less than 0.8 seconds, all under the shroud of sound waves.

The vulture wave that was about to fall from the sky moved slightly-"I found !!"

With a wave of his palms back, he leaned forward, and with a buzz, he glided forward in mid-air.

Along the way, the sound of glass shattering was incessant.

There are also the screams of women, the cries of children, and a large number of pedestrians who are shocked by the wonder of the sky/middle/flying/people, and can only say "wow".

Even if this world is not completely hidden for the existence of superpowers, really seeing such a terrifying scene still makes most ordinary people feel frightened and helpless.

Standing a kilometer away, on the top of a fifty-eight-story building.

Li Yue stood under the suspended black cat, staring at the suspended surveillance screen in front of him, with a strange expression.

Ning Chen turned his head to look in the direction where the Wu Vulture was coming, and was very surprised by the performance of a certain gentleman.

Li Yue also blinked his eyes and touched his chin, "Maybe the scum has special transformation skills." ”

The black cat, which was hovering above Li Yue's head, unceremoniously gave him a cat's paw.

"Lightly, Master Ba, you want my life, if you lose control a little bit, my head will turn into a watermelon. Li Yue didn't dare to reach out and pat the black lord on the top of his head, so he could only shout on his mouth.

Ning Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, and he felt more and more that the two who had slipped through the net seemed to be a little abnormal. On the contrary, it is the most abnormal black cat on the surface, and the escapee is the most normal.

The black cat turned its head to look at Ning Chen, but didn't speak.

"That guy's energy level can almost reach the second order, although it is only the lowest level, he is worthy of being a son of luck, this world is really looking at him as a pig's foot. I just don't know when this pig's trotter will be gnawed clean. Li Yue didn't care what the black cat was doing, but said with a mocking face.

The second order, the lowest level.

Ning Chen knew it in his heart.

This is, in fact, the rank of those who slip through the net.

There are so many worlds, and each world has its own unique rules and rules. Therefore, the abilities that develop naturally are also strange.

With so many abilities, it would obviously be very bad if there was no unified benchmark to measure them.

Therefore, a certain senior in the traversal crowd simply took the rank of the prison star and used it for his own use.

There is a hierarchy of the Lost, and there is no rank. There are two levels of slippers. There is one order for those who escape, and there are still two levels for those who are critical, and so on.

To put it in detail, there is only one order and no rank, those who slip through the net are two and three levels, those who escape are four orders, and those who are critical are five and six orders.

Each level is divided into five levels: the lowest level, the lower level, the intermediate level, the upper level, and the highest level.

But rank is not the right way to measure a traverser. The standard difference is the ultimate measure.

For example, a person who has slipped through the net, he has a fourth-order powerful ability in a certain world, but his position is not enough, he can still only be a slipper, not an escaper.

The standard is actually about the self, similar to the realm, and the level is more similar to the quantification of ability. For the traverser, the upper limit of the realm energy standard is the root of the fundamental, and the rank and the like are nothing more than an inconsequential reference in the final analysis.

Ning Chen and Mo Ruoxiao's combat power at this time, strictly speaking, has also reached the lowest level of the second order, but this does not mean that they are already those who have slipped through the net, their original position is still lost. Until this crossing is unsuccessful, they can only be lost.

Just like Li Yue, as the top slipper, when he first crossed over, he was definitely not the third order, but he would definitely be able to reach the third order in a very short time.

Third order.

What kind of existence is the third order in the current world? It should be a more terrifying existence than the so-called self-propelled nuclear bomb. Such an existence, even if it can't destroy a city with one punch, but with its ability, there is no problem in making an apocalypse.

In such a world, if you reach the third order, you will definitely be an invincible existence.

Standing on the edge of the guardrail on the top of the building, Ning Chen glanced down and thought to himself.

Pity.

The limit of boundary energy in this world is only 2.8. It is still 0.2 short of the boundary energy of the third order. This result is based on Bagel's estimates, with a difference of up to 0.1 between left and right.

If you exert a third-order ability in this world, you will exceed the limit of three seconds. Then in the case of the world being imprisoned, there are only two consequences - being obliterated by the world, or shit luck jumping out.

There is more than nine percent chance of being wiped out - the traverser is always the best sacrifice to the world.

Some beings, such as the Guardian Star and the Star Destroyer, have special world immunity, and can exert a full ten seconds beyond the boundaries of the realm energy.

Whether it is a three-second limit or a ten-second limit, if you want to use it again, unless there are special circumstances, it must be after the day of the world you are in. Only in this way will it not attract the attention of the world.

And then there's the so-called bug.

What is a bug?

Wu Yinglang is a bug.

Flesh and blood, soul and spirit, fate and fortune, law and reason, after all these things are completely entangled with the world in which they live, they are called fate knots.

At this time, no matter who the person is or where he comes from, it doesn't matter at all.

He will have the greatest immunity in the world, a permanent 0.3 Realm Energy Immunity.

To put it bluntly, this person is the "son of luck" in this world.

Wu Vulture Lang is a living bug representative. The limit of what he can exert in this world will be the third order, and it will be the kind of third order that is not limited by the world and is permanent!

But.

That's the limit. Wu Vulture waves to death, the maximum force he can exert is only three orders to support death.

After the third order, he had no way forward.

But in those three seconds and ten seconds, the maximum power that the traversers and the Guardians could exert was enough to destroy the world and reset the world.

What's more, as a "child of luck", it is nothing more than the fruit planted by the world, and once the time comes, the fruit will still be eaten after all.

As far as the world itself is concerned, it has no self-awareness. But the instinct of the world's development can sow the fruits of luck, and even eventually devour it to replenish itself. This has to be said to be a miraculous phenomenon.

"That young master of martial arts who has a problem with his taste, the analysis results are not very good. Looking at the suspended picture in front of him, Li Yue frowned slightly and said.

"What?" asked the black cat.

"That guy's ability seems to be a bit similar to Boss Ba's subordinate ability, strictly speaking, it's high-frequency particle vibration. ”

"High-frequency particle vibration??" Ning Chen turned around and asked.

"Whether it's attacking or defending, it's a very good ability. An ability with a very wide range of applicability. In the vast majority of worlds, it can be used, and it is rare to encounter the extreme suppression of the world. Li Yue waved his hand at the suspended screen and said.

The black cat narrowed its eyes.

Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.