"Are you going to die?"

Yang Ji muttered in his heart.

He is like a child holding the sun in his hand, under the disparity in energy, without the slightest power to fight back, being plundered, assimilated, and about to be destroyed into organic matter smaller than molecules.

He lost all consciousness and fell into a long dark dream.

The crisp sound of "cluck" was heard very clearly in this blazing space, and a soft red light dyed on Yang Ji's chest, wrapping him tightly.

At this time, I saw that the jade pendant on his chest cracked out several horizontal lines, spreading in the form of spider silk, the gap became wider and wider, and finally broke into several pieces, evaporating into ashes in the air.

Although the red light was soft, it did not disappear, but became more and more vigorous, it wandered around Yang Ji's body, gradually separated the tentacles, and kept swinging back and forth in mid-air, and suddenly probed like lightning, and actually pierced deeply into the inner dan!

The flames were blazing and black smoke was everywhere.

The surroundings collapsed in the ashes, the room was like a burning cage, he looked around blankly, feeling that he seemed to have missed something important, but the tongue of fire was frantically licking everything in the room, only to hear the beam of the house "boom" falling, the wind pressure stirred and the high temperature instantly baked the hair to scorch, he didn't have time to think, walked out quickly, and struggled to push open the burning wooden door, but there was silence outside the door, only a gray and shrouded endless corridor extended into the invisible distance.

"Whoa...... Crash...... Whoa......"

Outside the gallery, there was a faint sound of water at the end of the corridor, and his mouth was dry, and he followed the sound eagerly forward, his mind blank.

"Who am I?"

He muttered to himself, looking at his palm, how could he not remember the name?

The sound gradually became louder, and a ball of water was floating in the air, it emitted a pale blue halo, and the endless flow of water made people feel a sense of peace of mind.

The clear water balloon is wrapped in a golden droplet.

The golden droplets have a peculiar pattern, like a collection of countless squares and triangles, gathering and dispersing in the water ball with the drifting current. The lines of these delicate geometric patterns are so intricate that even the most skilled craftsman cannot carve them into a ten-thousandth of their finesse, and they are as brilliant as diamonds.

He looked at it in amazement, and a thunderbolt flashed in his mind.

Xibin City meets strange old men, Dingling Tomb Deserted Tomb, Zhenxi Army Selection, the Earth Dragon Group wandering underground, and the hideous giant mouth of Taurus in front of him......

Who am I?

I am an orphan from Nanshui Orphanage, I am Yang Ji!

This is the scene I have seen in my dreams!

I'm in a dream!

"Jingle ......"

The golden water droplets flutter at high speed in the water mass, making a crisp and beautiful sound, countless geometric patterns fly out of the water mass, colliding with each other, and the brilliant golden light splashes like a beautiful miniature fireworks party, they are sometimes staggered, sometimes vertical and horizontal, and have experienced hundreds of millions of times of interlacing, forming a huge light gate composed entirely of lines.

At this time, the water mass had disappeared, leaving only the light gate made of golden water droplets, exuding a majestic aura like an abyss and a sea.

Yang Ji stepped forward, pressed it lightly with his hand, and fed back a soldering iron-like heat from his palm, the pain was incomparable, he was about to withdraw his hand, but there was a voice in his heart that drove him to try again, he was a person who had died once, and he was not as afraid of many things as he was at the beginning.

He gritted his teeth and put his other hand on it, only to hear the sound of "Peng", the huge light gate actually burned, and began to emit infinite light and heat, its eyes widened in fear, and strangely it did not usher in the imaginary pain, but had a somewhat comfortable feeling, and the previous pain was more like some kind of trial.

With his foothold as the center of the circle, several Jinhua brilliant lines spread out, these lines are running rapidly in the void, forming a huge formation, Yang Ji has also seen the large array painted by Eli before, but compared with the formation in front of him, whether it is the scale, momentum, and delicacy are like the difference between fireflies and the bright moon.

Looking at all this, complex emotions surged in his heart, excitement in piety, hope in sadness, a huge sense of anticipation, waiting and separation, these emotions came from nowhere, and I don't know why, as if this light gate had its own consciousness, and passed it to himself one by one through the medium of his hands.

The lines intersected back and forth, connecting the last vacancy, and the entire space trembled, Yang Ji's eyebrows ached, and a drop of blood floated out through his skin and was imprinted on the huge light door.

In the tumbling flame of light, there seemed to be infinite vitality coming into the body from the palm of the hand, extending in all directions, and an electronic synthesis sound sounded in his mind one after another:

"The host meets all passive conditions, is fully charged, and is synchronizing......"

"The Tinder Project is on, and the host is ...... in the analysis of the main essence"

"The constitution has been analyzed, and the system is activating ......"

"You have learned the passive skill: Crown. Under the protection of the fire energy, the host is able to absorb daylight for cultivation. ”

"You have learned the Action Skill: Crown of Thorns. Through the tempering of the body, the host can take more damage in battle, and can bury its own weak 'qi' into the enemy's body during the battle, causing interference. ”

"Deadly toxic damage detected in the host, ...... in virus analysis"

"The specimen has been intercepted, the energy is sufficient, and the cellular immune generation is ......"

"Gain Passive Mutation: Toxicity Resistance. Completion Progress: 50%. When the host is invaded by toxicity, the body will weaken the activity of the toxin cells and produce specific immunoglobulins to maintain the stability of body functions. ”

As Yang Ji's ears sounded continuously, the burning light gate disappeared, turning into a huge and solemn illusion of the crown of thorns, and there were countless sharp protrusions on the iron-blue crown, flickering with a cold glow, making people's eyes hurt to touch, suspended above his head.

"Drip ...... Drip...... Drip...... The fusion is abnormal, and unknown data is accessed...... Re-checking......"

The virtual image suddenly became illusory with the broadcast of the electronic synthesized sound, and the space swayed unsteadily, only to see a flash of light in mid-air, and a ball of light that was uncertain and uncertain descended, from which came a desperate roar, and the shrill sound pierced people's ears with faint pain.

The red ball of light slowly floated down in the center of the large array, and there was a thumb-sized worm-like creature writhing struggling inside, pure white and fine scales, golden threads running through its back, and it was a miniature version of Taurus!

As it struggled to no avail, the two slowly sank into the eye of the array, coating the large array with a layer of thrilling red light.

Yang Ji looked at this scene in surprise, and the system prompt sounded again, only this time it changed to a rapid mechanical tone: "Warning! Warning! Energy overload, serious overflow load ceiling, system is about to collapse... Self-destruct program activation... Countdown to 30 seconds...... 29...28...”

"It's over, it's over... just got out of the tiger's den, and then into the wolf's den, what kind of broken system is this!" Yang Ji watched the golden array gradually turn into ashes, and wanted to cry without tears, at this time, there was no place to escape, and he should be dead.

It's a pity that those unfinished things and unfulfilled promises will never see the spring in Xibin and the red maple in Dingling, and I can't wait for the day when Xiaohu grows up......

It's a pity.