Omnipresent God of War: Three Hundred Forty-Nine Turmoil 1

A worm of greed.

A special kind of flying insects that like to devour human greed, of course, they don’t just devour greed.

Hungry will swallow life.

In Xuanmiaozong's Inexplicable View of the Uchiyama, there are many books in the collection that can be inquired.

These books contain a lot of common sense that is not very important.

There are some descriptions of the real world.

Wei He retracted his gaze and moved around.

He probably looked at the sea, and it was all gray-black, and the surface of the sea was covered with thick blankets.

The air is like a sandstorm.

There are countless floating microorganisms, which will be blown away by the wind.

With Wei He's eyesight at this time, we can still see that there are many strange microbes in these winds, and many even have sharp mouthparts.

The thin wind and sand made him only see a distance of about 100 meters.

Farther away, it's just hazy.

He walked a few steps forward, standing on the edge of the pier, only one step short of jumping into the sea.

Suddenly something slowly floated up on the surface of the sea.

The thing was close to the water, but it didn't fully surface.

Wei He squinted.

It was a huge, pale beetle the size of a washbasin.

On the back of the beetle, there is a white face, sad and inexplicable, and the lips are constantly wriggling, as if to say something.

"Human Face Worm, a real beast with a fierce temperament. However, if you don't actively provoke it, it will be harmless." Chang Xuezhong also opened his super-sensing eyes and explained to the side at this time.

Wei He nodded.

He began to move slowly along the dock.

In addition to some building fences built by Kaitian Island, you can also see some remnants of the real world on the dock.

Wei He quickly walked to a place that seemed to be a ship pile and stopped.

Ship piles are metal piles used for small and medium-sized boats to tie the ropes when docking.

This was established to prevent Haifeng from blowing the ship away.

It’s just that Wei He stopped here because...

This ship pile only exists in the real world.

He quickly turned off SuperSense, and there was nothing on the ground there.

Turning on the super sense, the dark red boat pile appeared again.

"There are many such boat piles on the island, everywhere. It is said that they existed before my Xuanmiao Sect came here. We tried to deal with them, but soon they will grow up again. Nothing more." Chang Xuezhong introduced.

"..." Wei He nodded, squatted down, and looked at the ship pile carefully.

This thing is a metal cylinder with thick thighs, and the surface is covered with thick rust-like dirt.

The dirt is soggy, it will continue to squirm, glowing with a reddish fluorescence.

Wei He looked around and found that not only were there many piles of this kind, but they were also crooked and not all upright.

It is not so much a ship pile, as it is some kind of ore crystal column protruding from the ground.

Moreover, he always feels like it is artificial.

Standing up, he looked at the side of the pier where people flowed.

On the pier, passersby covered with thick microorganisms come and go.

Many people are like wearing a thick dust coat all over the body, walking all the way, all the way scum.

The dregs they dropped on the ground were all crawling around, all like insect swarms.

The entire wharf, an area filled with floating objects.

Only a few clear figures come and go, quite clearly.

"Those who have nothing on their bodies are the sense of inscription. Only the protective strength formed by the real energy can stop these floating objects." Chang Xuezhong explained to the side.

His task is to pull Wei He out in time if he encounters any troubles when he is continuously super-sensing.

"By the way, don't look at the truth so terrible and disgusting, but in fact, there are some places that are fun." Chang Xuezhong suddenly smiled, "How about? Do you want to experience it?"

"What?" Wei He was slightly curious.

"Come with me." Chang Xuezhong walked to the front and led the way, Wei He followed closely.

The two quickly left the dock area and came to a remote beach in Tiandao Island.

This beach, in the outdoor world, is empty, a deserted beach.

But in the real interior scene, it's a completely different scene.

The two stood far away on the edge of the beach, looking inside.

On the gray-black sandy beach, a huge dark yellow snail more than three meters high is carrying a hill-like shell on its back, slowly crawling towards the distance of the sandy beach.

The snail has a dark yellow covering all over its body, and wherever it crawls, it leaves a clear wet trail.

"This is a wheel snail. A real beast with an extremely gentle temperament. It never actively attacks people, but keeps its head on the road."

Chang Xuezhong walked forward and approached the giant snail.

"The shell on the back of the wheel snail can go in and rest. It is said that they will never stop crawling forward until they reach the deepest truth in the legend."

"The deepest part of the truth?" Wei He was surprised.

"Yes, no one knows what the real end is. Perhaps only the masters will know the mystery."

He walked to the side of the wheel snail and reached out and gently touched the giant shell of the wheel snail.

Wei He also came over and stroked the snail shell lightly.

He is different from Chang Xuezhong, his left hand is super-feeling, and he can clearly feel the hardness and roughness of the snail shell, as well as the faint biting coldness.

"Now, you look back at our Xuanmiao Sect's volcano." Chang Xuezhong said suddenly.

Wei He was stunned when he heard the words, then looked back.

The direction of the volcano in the entire Tiandao Island.

There is a thick layer of gray-black floats that surrounds the entire volcano.

They are flying, spinning, like a black tornado.

At the center of the volcano, a series of but colorful glaze-like rays of light slowly penetrated from the gray and black floating objects. Like a series of searchlights, illuminating this weird and doomsday world with a touch of vitality.

"Did you see it? That is the blessed place of my sect." Chang Xuezhong smiled.

"....." Wei He raised his eyes and could vaguely see some special smoke haunting in the light.

"Let's go. Let's change place." Chang Xuezhong continued.

"Hmm." Wei He nodded.

He lifted his foot and was about to move forward, but suddenly he paused and stopped where he was.

His gaze is in another direction on the island.

In the gray black mountain forest, there is a spire that is obviously a man-made structure, protruding from the woods.

Chang Xuezhong took a few steps and found that no one was following him. He looked back and saw Wei He looking at the spire building.

"It's a secret realm. It is also where the super-powerful real beast's body is sealed and suppressed by our Xuanmiao Sect. There are human guards at the door and no entry or exit is allowed."

"Really?" Wei He squinted.

"Okay, come with me, I'll tell you some common sense." Chang Xuezhong said seriously.

"Since you have a sense of your eyes, there are some things that can be identified with your eyes. Like the wheel snail just now, the snail shell on its body can get in and rest, but be careful not to stay in it for too long .Otherwise, you will slowly fall asleep and be taken to an unknown place unknowingly.

Someone had disappeared because of this before. After getting in, they were taken away by a snail and never came back. "

"Hmm." Wei He remembered every word of Chang Xuezhong.

But there are still the ship piles just now in his mind, as well as the spire of the building he just saw.

The spire.....

Wei He always felt that he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

The kind of spire resembling a traditional Chinese ancient hall, the surface is covered with thick activated adhesive, and there are tiny flying insects flying around.

You can feel the stench without looking.

"Let's go, don't be in a daze." Chang Xuezhong urged in front.

"Okay." Wei He regained consciousness and quickly followed.

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Wang Shaojun lighted the fuel lamp, then put the gauze lampshade up, sighed, and sat back in position again.

Outside the window, it was shady and cool, the full moon hung high, the moonlight was like gauze, and the courtyard outside was quiet and quiet.

But there is no peace in Wang Shaojun's heart.

The heavy pressure of wind and rain made him feel like his chest was being pressed by a heavy object.

He was breathless and exhausted physically and mentally. Worried about the future of the family, my own future.

In the darkness, from the arch of the courtyard, there were sound of singing from far away.

It was the old man at home entertaining himself in his yard.

In recent years, the old man has become obsessed with singing, and he will come to a few paragraphs every day. Proficiency is proficient, and he can sing well.

It can't stand that Wang Shaojun doesn't like to listen to dramas.

He sighed, turned around, and saw his wife getting up from the bed with sleepy eyes.

"Young Master, why don't you sleep?"

"Thinking about the future." Wang Shaojun sighed.

"In the future? What else will happen in the future? Let's take one step as one step." His wife is gentle and a good match, just because she is not high, she doesn't understand many things, and she can't see that far.

Looking at his wife's ignorant expression.

Wang Shaojun has something in his heart and doesn't know who to talk to.

"It's okay, you go to bed first. I'll read the book and come later."

"Hmm..." The wife also knows that she can't help, as long as she is well-behaved and sensible, it is best.

Watching his wife fall asleep, Wang Shaojun sat back at the window again and poured himself a glass of wine.

Wu Jun’s top-level battle is a battle at the inscription level.

It's far from what they can mix with the masters of dirty practice.

Minggan, that level is beyond expectation.

Wang Shaojun once hoped to reach it, but he gave up. He chose another path.

Now, he regrets it again.

But unfortunately, now he has no room for regret. Because there will be no additional opportunities for him.

Originally, he thought he would just squat, drift with the flow, follow the general trend ups and downs.

Until a letter from Haizhou~IndoMTL.com~ let him regain the hope he once gave up.

Whether to go or stay...?

Now the so-called martial arts in Taizhou, in the so-called rivers and lakes, the legend about Wandumen has long since disappeared.

Instead, the new Taizhou four beauties and three top talented masters are popular in the streets and alleys.

Even if he is, he has already become the yellow flower of yesterday, and he has become a reference object for comparison and comparison.

People in the rivers and lakes, when you mention him, you can only say one of the strongest players in the Wang family.

Maybe some people will call him by his nickname: Yumianlangjun Wang Shaojun.

Some people may still remember him, but the real focus of the people in the arena and martial arts is no longer him, but the grievances and hatreds between those young geniuses.

Even if the Wu Jun army suppresses the realm, the so-called quagmire martial arts is still the same as usual, you kill me and I kill you.