Chapter 137: My World, I'm in Charge!
The tall white man was extraordinary, holding a beam spear, piercing through the air, stirring the starry sky and vibrating.
Fenglin faced the past head-on and did not panic.
In my world, fight with me?
My world, my way!
With a wave of his hand, he pulled the power of the world, forming a thunderstorm like rain, which fell with a bang, and instantly completely submerged the man.
By the time the thunderstorm had passed, the white man had been scorched and blackened, and there was no white place, as if he had changed his race, which was very ridiculous.
"What?" The man's eyes stared at the wind forest, and he suddenly struck again, one hand into a claw, and quickly enlarged, grabbing the top of the wind forest's head.
"Divine hand grabbing!" The palms of those hands seemed to have turned into the legendary hands of the gods who controlled the fate of all beings, and they wanted to hold the wind forest in their hands and rub them at will.
Another one pretending to be a Buddha?
Ever since embarking on the Monkey King mythical path, Feng Lin has instinctively resented the ability of others to use this palm.
What kind of garlic are you all doing, do you all learn from the Buddha Wuzhi Mountain?
Feng Lin sneered, and used the power of the world to stir up the clouds and mist, forming a huge cage, trapping the man in it.
The invisible pressure forced him, like an invisible mountain, crushing him to the point of immobility, like a dead worm.
The virtual territory can be said to be the most advanced equipment in the virtual universe, and once the power of a world is used, it is huge.
No matter how high your level is, no matter how well you prepare, you can't resist.
That man is like a grasshopper after autumn, and he can't jump up no matter how he jumps.
"You've completely mastered the Giant Planet!" the white man's gaze was filled with resentment.
This giant planet is a very precious possession of the Aryan Pure Blood Society, but it is used to suppress himself, which is really embarrassing for him.
He was furious, and the armor on his body shone like a new sun shining on the earth.
The tall white man rose with a majestic force, and he slowly stood up under the heavy pressure like a mountain.
"Give me town!" Although Feng Lin didn't know what high-level equipment this person used, he didn't care, and pressed his hands.
Rumble!
If the invisible pressure was a hill before, then now it is a towering Mount Tai.
The tall white man's face was hideous, and his equipment flashed brightly, and he was squeezed one after another to explode, and one by one exploded like firecrackers, full of anger.
But no matter how much equipment you have, it's useless!
In the face of this huge force, although this person is a master of the virtual universe and has many means, he is useless after all, and he is pressed down like a frog, and he is about to become a meatloaf.
Against the power of this huge world, he struggled repeatedly, and finally gave up.
He finally figured out that in this world created by the wind forest itself, the other party was almost invincible.
Even if this wind forest is just a tabula rasa, he is not an opponent now.
"Tell me the secret of the Aryan Spring Purebloods!" Feng Lin asked, staring at his opponent with his eyes.
"Do you think I'm going to tell you?" the man chuckled, embarrassed, but fearless.
Fenglin knew what was going on in his mind.
After all, this is only a virtual universe, and the virtual body will not really die, except for the pain of the simulation, it will be quickly resurrected at the resurrection point, and nothing will happen.
But this man thinks that this is foolproof, and he is very wrong.
Fenglin has his own way of dealing with him.
I heard that you like to imitate the Buddha?
A strange smile appeared on the face of the wind forest, which made the white man who had been suppressed feel bad in his heart.
Immediately after that, Feng Lin put his hands on it, and saw a big mountain in the virtual world flying from a distance, suppressing it fiercely, and suppressing the white man underground.
Death is no threat to people in the virtual universe, it's just a loss of experience.
But what Fenglin has to do is to trap him to death, suppress him with the power of the world, and he can't escape.
Even if it goes offline, as long as it goes online, it will definitely appear here, and it will not go anywhere.
In the long run, the white man was trapped and could not escape, and this virtual ID was completely abolished.
With such a high-play account, this person must have worked a lot of hard work to reach the current experience level and accumulated a body of high-level equipment, and he must be reluctant to give up.
Fenglin bet that he was reluctant to give up.
As if sensing the intention of the wind forest, the tall white man panicked, and the light of his equipment kept flickering, using various abilities.
Wind, fire, thunder and lightning...... All kinds of energy split on the giant mountain, except for knocking down a few rocks, it had no effect.
In the virtual universe outside, the wind forest may be instantly killed by this high-level game.
But in his own virtual world, Fenglin is a god.
Since he is a god, he is not a mortal man.
The white man tried all his might, but found that it was useless, and did not resist as if he was resigned to his fate, but stared at the wind forest with a pair of vicious eyes.
"I remember your breath! you wait for me, we Aryan pureblood will not let you go!" he gritted his teeth and issued a vicious threat.
Immediately after that, the figure turned into a stream of data out of thin air and disappeared in front of the wind forest, leaving only a pile of glittering equipment in place.
This man actually committed suicide!
Feng Lin was stunned.
The virtual universe has set rules in order to prevent people from maliciously destroying various virtual worlds and then committing suicide and leaving.
Once a person commits suicide, the whole body will be exploded.
This person doesn't even want any equipment on his body, and he has completely become a tabula rasa, but it's really enough!
Will Aryan purebloods do?
A sense of urgency rose in Feng Lin's heart, there was such a powerful enemy in the interstellar world, which was not easy for anyone.
Just in case the Aryan purebloods came looking for him again, he changed the rules of the world, obscuring the coordinates of the mythical planet, and making it impossible to search.
Immediately after that, the huge world quickly condensed into a point, completely disappeared from the place, and entered a dimensional space.
As soon as Feng Lin's hand was closed, a wisp of purple gas appeared in his palm.
This is a special item that he condensed with the virtual laws of this world, Hongmeng Purple Qi!
This is a certificate to enter the mythical earth world, and only those who have been recognized by the wind forest to obtain Hongmeng purple qi can use this as a key to enter this virtual world.
Fenglin thought about it, and according to this rule, he created Hongmeng Qingqi, Hongmeng Red Qi, and Hongmeng White Qi.
Each is a kind of entry credential and serves a different purpose.
Among them, Hongmeng White Gas has the lowest effect, it is disposable, and it cannot be used again after using it once.
Red gas is a month's time limit, and green gas is a whole year.
If Fenglin fully recognizes it, obtaining purple qi is effective for sentient beings, and becoming a true member of the Mythical Gene Society can exchange knowledge of various mythical genes with Fenglin.
Of course, no matter what kind of Hongmeng qi, Fenglin has absolute initiative, and the authority can be withdrawn at will.
After doing all this, Feng Lin nodded, only feeling that nothing was wrong.
Unless the Aryan pureblood can find the server of the virtual universe, it is impossible to discover the secrets of the world.
Having spent enough time in the universe, it's time to return to Earth.
Feng Lin smiled slightly, and his body turned into a stream of data and dissipated in place.
Wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes at night!