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Chapter 126 Observation (Please subscribe and vote for a reward!)
This is a vast white desert. If you look up, you can see the bright silver atmosphere and the somewhat crimson setting sun high in the west of the sky, like a bleeding wound, with the harshness and tragic color of light.

In the virtual world, the time scene is not the same as in reality.

Qi Ping was in high spirits. There was still about an hour left, and more than half of his psychic energy was still there, so it should be enough time.

"Rush to the pure white gate at the fastest speed."

He walks like flying, using his sliding skills, moving quickly like a fish swimming in the sand waves, occasionally some strange sand snakes and lizards appear, Qi Ping tries to avoid them as much as possible, or kill them from a distance to avoid fighting.

As the saying goes, Wangshan ran a dead horse, and Qiping ran for almost half an hour, but he still hadn't reached the Pure White Gate, and the Pure White Gate still looked the same as when he was in the River of Mansu.

"How did the peacock run over directly? Is it so good to have Si Chen's protection? Do you want me to try the door in the pupil of my old friend?"

Qi Ping muttered, and immediately started to act, singing the prayer of the door in the pupil with the ravings of the virtual world.

"Si Chen has its own color, but color only exists where there is light..."

"The Night's Watch is the door in the pupil. He lights the way for those who wish, and for those who do not. He is always the first hour we call upon. He is radiant..."

Accompanied by the chanting of prayers, various runes gradually emerged, and the phantom of the door in the pupil gradually appeared above his head. The naked eyeball, the pupil of the stone door, and the old lamp seemed to have a great existence. Response: "I am the source of flesh, the source of light, and the source of stone. I am the guardian of the long night, and I am not benevolent, my patron..."

At this moment, the distant and majestic pure white gate suddenly bloomed with brilliance. Qi Ping felt the scene around him change alternately, and he had arrived at the foot of the pure white gate in the blink of an eye.

Looking up at the door from a close distance, looking up at Qiping, the inexplicable emotion rippling in my heart.

This is a huge hollow door, with two huge white pillars on both sides, densely covered with skulls, the pillars are about 30 meters high, Qi Ping can clearly see the arched door on it with his extraordinary eyesight beam.

There are twenty reliefs of different shapes engraved on it, and one of the reliefs is shining with light, which is the "door in the pupil".

"It's really possible. If I knew it, I would have called the door in my pupils directly."

Qi Ping looked up at the relief and murmured.

Once you reach the White Gate, half of the victory is achieved. The next step is to reproduce the virtual image of the White Gate and bring it back to reality.

Just when Qi Ping was trying to observe the Pure White Gate carefully and touched it with the hand of a spirit body, a voice that seemed to be thirsty for thousands of years sounded one after another. It was raving and longing.

It is the obsession of countless seekers who fell under the pure white door. The pale bones and shriveled dead climbed up at this moment. They were like sharks smelling blood in the sea, screaming and running towards Qiping.

"Give me, give me..."

"Give me back the road..."

"Give me back my life..."

With dignified eyes, Qi Ping clenched the [Gorgeous Mithril Steel Pistol] in his right hand, and put his left arm [Light Psionic Arm] in position, ready to fight.

The increase of insanity is nothing to worry about, Qi Ping didn't even look at it, the key lies in these dry corpses, according to the feedback of the identification technique, once they are entangled by them, the terrible poison of obsession will seriously injure the spirit.

The silver pistol was raised directly, aiming at the skulls of the withered bones, more precisely, the faint blue flames in the skulls, firing continuously.

As for the mummy, you must aim at its heart to destroy it.

This is thanks to the identification technique, otherwise Qi Ping would not be able to judge their fatal weakness in such a short time.

"However, there are too many enemies, what's going on!"

Qi Ping killed more than a dozen white bones and shriveled corpses in a row, and found that he was surrounded by enemies, hundreds of them, and he was surrounded.

These guys are not even weird, they are just a kind of obsessive attachment. Whenever someone tries to reproduce the Pure White Gate, some will always get up and tear the replicator to pieces.

Qi Ping felt that he couldn't go on like this. If he was really entangled by them, the fight to the death with Qin Xiaotong in the morning would be nothing compared to the spirit's serious injury and his strength would be greatly damaged, making it impossible to win.

"Since there is no road on the ground, we can only go to the sky."

Bend your knees, psychic energy flows, fill the air, bang!

Qi Ping jumped seven or eight meters high, then made a gap in the air, stepped on the psychic energy ripples under his feet, jumped another five or six meters, directly grabbed the huge white pillar of bones on the left side of the Pure White Gate, held up the gun and began to shoot.

There is nothing more satisfying to fight than to occupy a high place and shoot one by one.

But the dead bones and corpses also have a certain amount of intelligence. They quickly stepped on each other, surrounded the huge white pillar where Qiping was sitting like a pile of arhats, and began to climb continuously.

Seeing this, Qi Ping raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He still maintained his own rhythm and continued to kill. Suddenly, a skeleton that was much larger than the other skeletons climbed up like an ape and reached Qi Ping in an instant. forward.

What's even more frightening is that it has carried three psionic bombs in a row, yet it hasn't returned to its eternal sleep.

He kicked his legs at the same level, advancing instead of retreating, his left arm had been in a state of accumulating power for a long time, and at this moment it fell directly from the sky, boom!

[Over limit damage, you used the "Light Psionic Arm" charged blow to hit a perfect over limit damage. 】

A record appeared silently in the system, Qi Ping did not look at the panel, the skull with a particularly hard head in front of him, under the terrifying shock wave formed by the power of 6, the skull was shattered and turned into powder.

Qi Ping was not surprised by this. After all, it was a strength beyond the limit. Although he didn't know how much power was rated as a C-level, according to the current understanding, maybe 6 had touched the edge of the C-level.

The shock wave formed by this pure force, like a plow garden, directly forms a fan-shaped impact, turning all obstacles into powder.

This blow can be said to be the highest achievement of the combination of flush technology and psionic power, but it is not an ability that can be used frequently. One blow almost made him lose one-third of his total psionic power, and he only had half left With so much psychic power, I can't do it again at this moment.

Fortunately, under this blow, almost all the dry bones and corpses were dead, and sporadic killings were enough.

That's why Qi Ping suddenly jumped onto the white pillar. He wanted to include all these dead bones and corpses in the coverage area of ​​his attack and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

After finally killing the last bone, Qi Ping jumped down, filled the air, stagnated obviously in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.

"I don't even give you any experience, and I don't have any materials. These things are really nothing. But no matter what, no one should interfere with my re-enactment."

There was a faint blue light on his forehead, and he carefully observed and understood the Pure White Gate with identification techniques.

If you want to reproduce, there is nothing more convenient than identification.

(End of this chapter)