"Little doll, the old man is the Demon Yuanzi of the Heavenly Demon Continent, it is also fateful to meet, I give you the strongest true yuan Dao technique in your husband's life, this technique is displayed, it is enough to be comparable to the powerful blow of the spirit realm, this method is very wonderful, wonderful, you need to experience it yourself to know the root, remember, at the critical moment, you can save your life, I will go~!"

This voice came and went quickly, Yang Ling's vitality in the dantian was exhausted at this time, his mind was stirred like a mess, and the severe pain was like thousands of hacksaws constantly rotating and cutting, and his soul was about to be shattered.

"He's, Lao Tzu is so cheap~" Yang Ling felt that the world was spinning, and in the end he could only think of this sentence, and then let go of his hand.

"Snap"

The black jade slip fell to the ground, and then his body shook a few times, spurting out a mouthful of blood from the sky, and then fell straight back.

In a daze, Yang Ling felt that he had a very, very terrifying nightmare.

In a bizarre dark world, a big devil with a bloody mouth is constantly chasing after him, with seven or eight or more arms stretched out from his body, anyway, he can't see the specific number clearly, it seems that there is one more for a while, and there is one more for a while, and the demon has all kinds of hacksaws, files, moon scimitars, electric clippers, steel cones, and blood drops in his hands...... Beckoned to him.

Yang Ling tried his best to run faster, but found that he couldn't move his legs at all as if he was stepping on a quagmire.

"Hahahaha~!Take my strongest move, 'Demon Yuan Slashing Divine Technique'"

The demon smiled and unleashed his ultimate, and in an instant, the sky was dark, and a pitch-black light fell from the sky, crashing into his body, splitting him apart at once.

"Wow~"

He couldn't help but shout, and then a fierce spirit struggled and suddenly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, it turned out to be a room he was familiar with, a guy who was so honest that he didn't use paper to go to the toilet was looking at him with a strange expression, and in his hand, there was a slender needle poking around his body, and Yang Ling found that he was full of silver needles from head to toe.

"Uh, boss, you're awake~!" The stick was stunned for a moment, shrunk his neck, and quickly stopped what he was doing.

"Stick?" Yang Ling was sure that he was indeed having a nightmare just now, but at this time, his heart was still beating rapidly, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

The stick stretched out three fingers and asked cautiously, "How much is this?"

Yang Ling's cheeks twitched a few times, and he raised his foot and kicked him off the bed.

"It's okay, it's okay!" the stick quickly got up happily, "Boss, you almost scared me to death, I thought you were going to hang up!"

Yang Ling ignored him, and thought for a while before asking with a dark face, "How did I end up at home?"

He clearly remembered that he was in a coma in the palace of the system, and from past experience, if he didn't take the initiative to leave, he would never have appeared outside.

At this time, the stick pulled down the silver needles from his body like rabbit hair, and said: "I don't know what's going on, at about two o'clock in the morning, I was watching a small movie on the sofa, and suddenly I heard a "bang", and you fell to the ground, and the blood was vomited all over the ground like no money......

"Strange, how did I fall out of it......? Is the system broken?" he muttered to himself, then touched the miner's card to enter the system, but suddenly his head hurt, rolled his eyes and snorted and fell down.

After more than ten minutes, he sat up with his head in his hands, and found that the stick was holding a silver needle that shimmered with cold light and was about to pierce it, and he couldn't help but kick it again.

"Hey~!" the stick quickly put away the silver needle, laughed dryly, and said, "Boss, what's going on?"

"The system can't get in!" Yang Ling said depressedly.

The stick looked at the model card on his chest and shuddered, shrugged indifferently, "If you can't get in, you can't get in, this thing is very evil, and I guess I don't have any good intentions!"

Yang Ling began to recall the whole thing, but he couldn't remember what happened after he fell into a coma, and finally had to sigh and say, "Why didn't you send me to the hospital?"

"What are you doing in the hospital?" said the stick suspiciously, "you didn't breathe when you fell out, even your heart stopped beating, according to your earth's definition of death, you are actually hanging!"

Yang Ling felt his temples on both sides jump suddenly, and a slit was cracked on the top of his head, and blood spurted out like a fountain...... Gush......

"You go to the side to play, let me be alone~!" Yang Ling waved his hand and said weakly.

The stick stood up curtly, "Boss, I'll go to the living room, call me if there's anything!" and then disappeared at the bedroom door, and in a short time there were a few sounds of lascivious laughter in the living room.

With such a little brother of Ergua, Yang Ling felt that his future combat life was full of haze, just like the sky in the imperial capital, and he couldn't see the sun.

After staying for a while, Yang Ling cleaned up his mood and was about to take out the Yuan Scorpion Brain Marrow Flesh from the ring to replenish the empty dantian, but he didn't want to wear the ring on his hand without any reaction at all, and he also found that his mind seemed to be imprisoned by something, as if there was a copper wall inside, blocking his divine thoughts from the outside.

That's when he realized that things had become out of his control.

What the hell is that Demon Yuanzi? And the Heavenly Demon Continent he said, has there ever been such a place on Earth?

After thinking about it, he had a splitting headache just thinking about it, and finally had to sit down cross-legged and start practicing the Nine Xuan True Technique.

The eyes gradually dimmed, revealing a lonely void, a spinning black hole, and a faint red air flow began to pass through the black hole.

Fortunately, the Nine Xuan True Technique was still functioning normally, which couldn't help but make him breathe a sigh of relief.

If the Nine Xuan True Recipe couldn't be used, he really had to wonder if he had had a long and absurd dream since he got the metal card.

A few hours passed, the void began to collapse, Yang Ling opened his eyes and smiled bitterly, there was already a slight trace of vitality flame in the dantian, and a few strands of hair were weak, but after all, there was an improvement, which also reassured him a lot.

I tried to put my mind down, but it was still like a thick wall imprisoning my mind, and it was all pitch black.

At this time, it was already dark outside, Yang Ling walked out of the room, and found that the pillar was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, with a lewd smile on his face from time to time, and he couldn't help crying and laughing.

However, I should still thank him, if it weren't for him, maybe I would have really hung up, in retrospect, although this product is a little unreliable, but I have saved myself twice before and after. (To be continued.) )