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Chapter 857 The first piece (Part 2)

what's the situation?

Long Qi and the escape vehicle he was in were like the fallen leaves flying behind the "death bird", fluttering into this huge and closed space. Looking at the "crust" that continued to push and squirm in front of and behind him

", my ears seemed to hear some kind of indescribable strange sound like the friction of rocks or the wriggling of muscles.

He was not sure if this was the sound effect he made up in his head. He only felt his scalp numb, and when the subsequent passage suddenly closed, he trembled all over. This has nothing to do with courage, but knowing his own limits, and knowing that he is here.

Any struggle in this situation is meaningless and comes from an instinctive reaction.

In comparison, Yuan Wuwei performed better than him. This guy opened his mouth wide and shook his head left and right, trying to see the whole picture of this special time and space, but he couldn't do it. He scratched his head and head for a while, probably out of excitement.

But there is no way to express it.

Seeing his appearance, Long Qi grinned, and his mood suddenly improved:

Well, in this case, if the person in front of him gets out of his way, these extraordinary people around him, plus this person's bad mouth as his name suggests, will be regarded as the burial objects of his Uncle Long Qi.

Long Qi "hummed" and combed his half-length blond hair. His body and mind finally recovered from the stress reaction, but he found that his body felt quite strange. His heart moved slightly, and he looked around and saw where he was.

In the inner space of the vehicle, some floating white light spots, like fireflies, penetrated into the vehicle at some unknown time.

How did this... come in?

Is the vehicle leaking air?

These seemed to be the embers of the blazing white flame that had just cut through the crust of the "planet". They seemed to be illusory and unreal, seeping directly from the vehicle bulkhead, gathering and dispersing indefinitely. Some of them directly touched Long Qi's body.

There was no obvious physical structure, but it seemed that the little warmth of the embers was transferred to him. When the embers were extinguished, Long Qi felt warm and comfortable for a moment.

This light looks a bit familiar.

At this time, beside the porthole, Archbishop Lanier seemed to be asking for confirmation: "The fire of format?"

While talking, the man turned to look at He Yueyin who was not far away.

The latter did not speak, but slightly pursed his lips. He glanced at the "embers" that were suddenly bright and dark inside the cabin, and then focused on looking ahead, where the "death bird" chased and chased the one that continued to shrink at its largest size.

The embers glow.

Long Qi was not a fool after all, he was just a little dazed by the sudden impact.

Well, he must have slept for too long in the afternoon, and his mind was a little confused. He caught the keyword, and he immediately punched his palm:

Yes, isn't this kind of light, feeling, and fit with his physical and spiritual framework the "fire of format"?

Wait, the blow that just cut open the "Deformed Planet"... "Format Fire" can actually do this?

When a behemoth exceeds a certain limit, people's grasp of its size has been distorted. Long Qi is not sure what the nature and scale of the "deformed planet" he is currently trapped in is. This is probably not a planet or celestial body.

The "rock layer" that is still closing rapidly looks like the "crust", but in fact it has a completely different structure from the earth or other planets in the solar system. But the blow just now seemed like it could really split a planet in half.

However, what happened to that blow? How was it triggered?

How long is the section of road that I just rushed in? The back is completely closed, can I get out? How to get out?

It’s a bad feeling to have your head full of questions but not be able to analyze them.

At this time, the "embers" that had drifted in for no reason in the cabin finally reached their limit and extinguished one after another.

At the end of the currently visible crack, the light that is suspected to be the "Form Fire" is shrinking all the way after cutting through the planet, becoming increasingly fainter. The "crust" that looks like rock formations and living bodies on both sides continues to squeeze toward the middle. Long Qi

I even wonder if it has collided with the time and space structure of the "relay station". Otherwise, why would their vehicles fluctuate more and more violently?

They were originally just randomly scattered around the "satellite", which seemed to be called the "tree hole space". Now they are forced to shrink inward, and they have reached an extremely dangerous distance from each other.

Long Qigang felt a little relieved, but he became tense again unconsciously.

If that was all, Long Qi discovered that after most of the embers of the suspected "Format Fire" inside and outside the cabin were extinguished, there were clearly some scattered flashes of light in the "crust" that continued to be squeezed from all directions, which were not very bright.

But the colors were mixed, as if... it was like the eyes of an unknown monster hidden deep inside, staring at them coldly, either indifferently, coldly, or greedily.

Long Qi knew that this was suspected of being imaginary, but as soon as the idea came up, he was out of control.

He also felt that the "opposite" had no intention of hiding anything. They were watching and discussing at the same time. Those squeezing, collision and whistling noises might be their noisy discussions and quarrels.

Long Qi patted his ears, trying to fan away the increasingly three-dimensional and weird noise inside, but it was of no use.

The smile that was hard to maintain on his face gradually solidified again.

"Did you hear anything?" Long Qi didn't think about himself, so he asked directly if he had any questions.

Yuan Wuwei glanced at him, opened his mouth, and before he spoke, a blazing white flame suddenly erupted from He Yueyin's body not far away, covering the entire interior space of the vehicle. The seemingly tyrannical fire did not hurt anyone.

People just blocked out the noise and flash of light that made Long Qi extremely uneasy.

Others were looking at him sideways, and at this time, the voice of the artificial intelligence Aunt Kui sounded: "Ms. He Yueyin, Colonel Ronan please help other vehicles complete the docking and improve the resistance."

He Yueyin said "Okay" and then asked: "What should I do?"

"Maintain the standard array and complete the reverse blessing of the vehicle."

Anyone who has attended Ronan's open classes will know that he always refers to the "formatted space" of Format Fire as the "standard array". It is not difficult for He Yueyin to understand it, and Aunt Kui later gave her more details.

guidance.

As he spoke, the flame of the serious "Format Fire" touched the vehicle bulkhead without any damage. It also penetrated very easily, showing criss-cross patterns on the bulkhead, which were clear and regular.

Such lines even extended from the outer layer of the vehicle, connecting several other vehicles that had been squeezed into a very dangerous distance, and then there was a slight and continuous collision, but that was all.

Just as Aunt Kui said: With the reverse blessing of He Yueyin, a group of vehicles were connected and spliced ​​into one. It seems that they will be connected to each other in the future.

"It's a good match." His Majesty Emperor Wu said with a smile. As for what he meant, everyone had their own understanding.

He Yueyin did not respond. Although she was blessing in reverse, she still had the energy to look outside the porthole.

She ignored the obvious contraction and squeezing from the front, back, left and right, as well as the danger that was not fully revealed. She still looked forward, looking at the "death bird" that although it was broken into pieces, it still spread its wings and flew hard.

After rushing forward for an unknown distance in the narrow crack, I finally dragged the entire "relay station" time and space with me and crashed into a suddenly wide space. Well, maybe this place is still not particularly wide, but after a battle from the "rock

After the high-risk journey squeezed out of the seam, the strong contrast gave people such a feeling.

However, at this time, extraordinary species like He Yueyin can capture the most critical information immediately. In the center of this space, at the edge of the blazing white flame that has shrunk to the limit, is also the head and neck of the "death bird"

The area where the part hits directly.

In comparison, it was a figure as small as dust, walking quietly in the air and standing calmly.

Raven.

The "death bird" didn't slow down at all, and with another strange long chirp, it crashed straight into it.

However, before the collision, the structure forcibly bonded by "light glue" could no longer withstand it. Every inch broke and disintegrated, forming a storm of debris that roared away, burning Raven and the circle behind her.

The void was completely flooded with blazing white flames.

Long Qi clearly knew that the brother and sister in front of him would not kill each other, but when he saw this situation, he still subconsciously said "ouch".

Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly to resist the bright white light in front of him.

Raven stood beside him silently, like a shadow that could not be erased by bright light.

She only said "brother" softly and had no other words. What needed to be said was already said clearly before, and there was no need to add anything more now.

Ronan smiled and stretched out his hand, subconsciously wanting to touch her head, but in the end he turned his head and patted Raven gently on her upper arm:

"incredible!"

Yes, it's really amazing, because what shines in front of their eyes at this moment is the foundation of "Hundred Peaks"'s success, the huge "bait" floating in the depths of the mist maze.

Ronan had previously drawn two origin routes for it:

The first one is a fragment of a certain god's rules, which is active and in urgent need of external nutrition;

The second one may be one of the fragments that escaped from the battle between Li Wei, Tuge and Liang Lu in 1980, which shattered Tuge's "card".

Ronan has always believed that the latter should be more likely.

Many sources say that "Baifengjun" has become a phenomenon in the late 1970s, but Frith, who once served near Lake City, refutes this statement. Considering that the Hundun Order based on "Baifengjun" is

It only became popular in the early 1990s. It is very likely that the rapid growth period of "Baifengjun" was in the 1980s. By the time it began to annex small sects and house churches on a large scale in the 1990s, its center should have already controlled the entire mountainous area.

Distorted ecology, and if it is "Fragments of God's Rules", this time point should be much earlier.

And if we use it as the dividing line, it will match more in terms of time.

This is also consistent with Tuge's behavior when he appeared near Huaicheng and stayed for a long time.

Although I don’t know why Tuge failed to recover it in time and allowed a clueless guy like "Baifengjun" to take advantage of it, this is already the most likely scenario.

Now, Ronan has found stronger evidence for his judgment:

Since the "trunk card" brought from the central star region was used by Tuge, it was most likely that it was highly consistent with Tuge's own Tianyuan Empire's ability framework.

The flame in front is much weaker, but still ready to burst out, which is the predecessor of "Format Fire"...

It is the advancement of the basic internal cultivation of the Tianyuan Empire, the bottom temperature of the "life furnace", and the clean fire on the road of innovation.

Similarly, it may be completely separated from the human body and equipment, and it may be the embodiment of the power of higher-level rules.

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