"Give me a spot first"

Moreover, after the initial surprise in raising her tone, her voice quickly weakened, and it could be heard that she had been struggling to hold on for many days and was close to running out of gas.

Qiong's initial message in the dream bedroom was obviously a miscalculation of the situation, saying that she just had to come here before the secret realm of migration collapsed in "a year and a half", but she did not expect that a witness master had been "

"Worm" has been driving people crazy for more than two thousand years!

"good."

Fan Ning didn't say much. He kept the silver flute pinned to his waist. At this moment, he controlled his inspiration and flashed it as a pulling point for the next concerted effort.

An irresistible and huge force suddenly pulled him down!

It was obvious that Joan's spirit body was trying to "hitch a ride" on the flute around her waist, just like a drowning man caught in a whirlpool grabbing the last straw.

However, the falling speed of the light ball did not slow down at all. It just took Fan Ning with it, and the original vertical fall slightly shifted in the direction of Fan Ning.

Fan Ning, who was in an almost weightless state, continued to endure the chaotic babble and quarrels, listening carefully, trying to discern what Joan was saying next.

"I can't get over here. There are restrictions at the level of containment laws that go beyond the scope of force." Qiong's voice was breathy, and she felt like she had exhausted all her strength.

"Can you try the 'key' instead of dragging it behind me and try 'padting' the strings as high as possible in front of me? Or"

The sounds next to my ears were suddenly cut off in an instant.

Mr. Wax finally stopped searching in the long river of history. Those illusory rivers and cold light disappeared. With beads of sweat on his face, he raised his hand again toward the sky!

Cold air surged up from his feet to his body, and Fan Ning's teeth began to chatter.

Countless Frisbees folded from white paper formed a shuttle pouring across the sky, heading towards him through the sky!

There is no energy to move or adjust.

Fan Ning, who had never participated in a head-on confrontation, finally felt the terrifying gap between himself and the Enforcer. Except for the extreme case of using the taboo power of "wormology", this was not an attack that the Underworlder could avoid at all! Even if he himself

It is impossible to create a key, even if the other party is just a secret historian!

Among his spiritual premonitions, he only looked like he was cut into ragged pieces, as if the outcome had been predetermined, and what he saw later was just the appearance of an ultimatum.

However, a fact that goes against divinity and true knowledge happened at the next moment.

These flying discs passed directly through Fan Ning's body, cutting off the tile wall behind like tofu, as if Fan Ning was just a non-existent "texture".

A ball of light and a "Sylvia", one in front of the other, one on the left and one on the right, fell into the bottomless red liquid below!

"The rituals led by the Lord of Witness have begun, so the objects in these rituals are completely separated from the effects and influences from relatively low-level personalities? This includes people in the first two phases, including people in the latter two phases, and also includes Syl

Via, the life-threatening person who forced contact?"

"It's just a pity for these two loyal subordinates He Meng and Gang. The leader will probably sigh for a long time because of this treacherous secret history."

Mr. Wax failed to hit the target, but he didn't try again.

These people are being dragged towards the "back room", and things are going on the normal track after all.

He retracted his hand, leaned on the wheelchair, looked at the water with cold eyes, waiting for the final result.

"Guluulu——"

The sound in his ears returned. The pool water submerged Fan Ning's feet, spread to his abdomen, and finally rose above his mouth and nose. The frozen body feeling also dissolved.

In the illogical dream, there seems to be no breathing restriction, but a certain dangerous sense of oppression still pervades the whole body.

Fan Ning also understood in a blink of an eye that the power of "Tongmu"'s will was much higher than the part of divinity contained by Mr. Wax, so her need to replace the "double gate color" of "Key" and "Chi" was directly

Mr. Wax's attempt failed illogically and forcefully.

This is what Joan calls the "lawful" clamp that goes beyond the scope of force.

"Place the 'Key' of the highest possible level in front of her? This should be an attempt to use similar mysterious substances to counteract the 'Double Gate Color' needed by the 'Tong Mother', so as to find an opportunity to escape.

, it can be regarded as complying with and utilizing this law, but a beast that goes crazy and bites people, can it use another piece of meat to make it loosen its fangs?"

At this time, Fan Ning had already removed the extraordinary string with the "key" form from the "Illyrian" that no longer lost its form.

He wrapped it around his wrist and tried his best to pass its spiritual tentacles downward.

The trajectory of the fall in the liquid indeed shifted further, and the speed slowed down.

However, it cannot change its trend.

Fan Ning even had a hunch that the intricate "back room" spaces below were getting closer and closer to a few people.

"Um?"

He seemed to suddenly sense something.

Something that is very closely related to oneself.

Or, it can't be said that it was induction. It was strange that he suddenly remembered a direction but couldn't grasp it.

"It's no use to Carol, just stop and cut off the flute's spiritual connection and you sneak up."

Crazy murmurs, angry quarrels, and angry voices sounded in my ears again.

"Idiot, you are really an idiot! This is your chance to rise higher. The guard at the gate will at least be the order enforcer! This is the way they promised to pick me up again!"

"The only 'key' part that is qualified to take over his position is yourself! Even if you borrow the 'ownerless hammer' of Boulez, the president of the Guidance School, you can't escape with a shoddy one!"

"Don't spoil my good deeds!"

"Don't spoil my good deeds!!!"

Another female voice was scolding loudly.

Countless bubbles boiled and floated, while Fan Ning's figure was still falling.

"Caron, when you get to the 'back room', it's an abnormal zone, not the southern continent, and your 'unrestricted access' ability will be gone." Joan's voice rose a little while she was panting, and she became anxious.

"If it doesn't work, just go up. Thank you for coming to see me one last time. Maybe there will be a solution later."

This thing can drive even the Lord of Witness crazy, and what else can he do next? Fan Ning bit his lip tightly, and the extraordinary strings had been deeply cut into his arm.

What did you think of just now?

As the liquid fell rapidly, Fan Ning felt that he was getting closer and closer to the intricate and abnormal area.

Maybe just five breaths!

Suddenly, Fan Ning raised his arm wrapped with extraordinary strings.

A thing slowly condenses and takes shape on the palm of my hand.

"Why? Why can it be retrieved here!?"

He couldn't believe it himself.
Chapter completed!