Chapter 1566 Defense War: Contract Spirits in the Card World 1

Chapter 1566 Defense War: Contract Spirits in the Card World 1

Xiao Mu looked at Qin Gu who came out of the trap, and less than an hour had passed according to the time of the Tiandao platform, but his own cultivation had increased by one level, almost reaching the sixth level of Qi training.

But the spiritual power reserve in the body is not much better than that of the practitioners in the later stage of foundation establishment.

What makes him proud is that, along with his strength, this guy's fighting will grows, it's almost bursting.

Can't help reminding: "Xiaogu, let's take it easy..."

These things are very spiritual (evil), if you say "come", they will come...

Qingu looked back at his friends who were struggling, and smiled comfortingly.

Anyway, there are no outsiders around now, so keep a low profile for anyone to see.

Even if they pretended to be cautious, would these intruders let them go?

No, even if they want to pass her, she Qingu will not let them go!

When Qingu came back, the black slime wrapped outside the hut was still there, but it was much thinner than before, and large groups of blank spaces had appeared in some places.

They were all wiped out bit by bit by nearby space-time huts and taskers.

Qingu saw that there was another layer around his hut, and the data showed that there were at least a dozen types of space-time fragments inside.

It may be similar to the previous reincarnation environment, or it may be of another type.

In short, only by completely getting rid of these slimes can the immediate predicament be solved...

In the distance, another large wave of bubbles is gathering... Therefore, the speed must be accelerated.

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The last time Qingu was wrapped in mucus and forcibly brought into the reincarnation environment, it was because the impact of the mucus was too strong, breaking through the first defense of the hut.

It was as if a large pile of mudslides poured out of the hut, broke the windows and poured in, directly submerging the people inside into the mud.

When Qingu solved part of the mudslide, the defense pressure of the hut was relieved, at least there was no more mud in the hut. But there are many more out there.

Different from being invaded and being passively involved in the plot world before, Qingu is now prepared to fight and take the initiative to fight.

On the coffee table was the food that Xiaomu had prepared for Qingu long ago. He knew that although this guy had gained a lot of energy from time-space fragments, his body was consuming a lot of energy.

Qingu killed two cups of spirit tea, four spirit cakes, and eight pieces of spirit beast meat as quickly as possible...

Then dove headlong into one of the black goo.

With Xiaomu at home as her backing, she doesn't have any worries, fight hard!

Qingu stepped into the new fragments of time and space with great momentum, and found that he was in a field full of green grass and flowers, the sky was white with clouds, the sun was warm, and the breeze was gentle...

There are even pleasant birdsong in her ears, and the gentle wind is like a lover's hand frivolously passing over her tense face because of her guard.

Are you sure this is a broken world fragment that could eat people at any time?

Qingu bowed his head, and at his feet was a stone path among the flowers, winding and extending to the hut hidden among the flowers and plants in the distance.

Qingu didn't pay any attention to teasing her, and with a thought, she dropped the Star Sword into her hands.

She doesn't think that intruders will kindly throw you a puddle of black slime just to let you go in and enjoy the beauty of flowers.

He even covered his body with a layer of spiritual power...

The eyes scan around like a radar, and every pore carefully collects even the tiniest breath in the air.

——There is no evil breath, no Yin energy, because it is too normal, and her reaction is too alert and nervous, making it seem like she is a psychopath with persecution paranoia.

Well, being crazy is just being crazy, it's better than not knowing when to fall into a pit and not even having time to thump.

Qingu walked along the stone path step by step towards the low-looking thatched hut, calm, still calm.

Finally, Qingu stood in front of the thatched hut, a door made of bamboo and thatch was half-closed obliquely, as if waiting for her, a traveler, or as if the master had just left.

Qingu thought in his heart: This plot world looks ordinary, and the clue must be hidden in this small hut.

Going in or not going in is not Qingu's entanglement point, just like the last reincarnation, if she doesn't trigger the development of the plot, she will be trapped here forever and can never get out.

Therefore, the plot must be triggered! She has to go into this hut.

But, when I trigger the plot, what is waiting for me?

A portal to the terrifying unknown? As long as you open the door yourself, you will drag her to hell?

Or is the cabin full of scary monsters? The monster swallowed itself once the door was opened?

Or an endless whirlpool...

Forget it, whatever it is, just do it!

Qingu was wearing a spiritual shield, holding the Star Sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and finally put his hand on the door of the hut...

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A prairie-style postcard full of flowers is sandwiched by a corner, hanging on a clothesline and shaking gently.

Looking around, there are all kinds of other postcards hanging on the long clothesline, some are rivers, some are snow-capped mountains, and there are also character scenes, such as screenshots in horror plots...

But I couldn't see the points of strength on both sides of the clothesline, and then I pulled my sight away, and more and more thin threads shuttled through a deep void, and countless postcards were hung on these thin threads.

In the deep space, there are some tiny particles floating by from time to time.

And whenever something flies by, these hanging postcards will fly even more exaggeratedly, driving the whole clothesline to dance one after another like staves.

Those passing through the air are intercepted by these postcards.

In fact, these cards slightly larger than a slap are not postcards, but basic cards, a contract container specially used to collect free "spirits" in the universe!

The dust-like things in the air are free spirits. Under the influence of various forces, they wander involuntarily, and some inevitably plunge into the card.

Some still have a little residual power, and they can reverse the trajectory in the face of such a powerful force, and bypass these cards very spiritually.

But even if they can bypass one card, they cannot avoid the ocean of cards like layers of nets.

The cards are more like pieces of flypaper, collecting bugs flying in the air!

When a "bug" lands on the flypaper, a layer of brilliance appears on it... like... the plastic cover for a postcard.

Then the postcard stopped hunting other bugs, but the "sticky" bugs were also sealed on the postcard.

Then it will wait for a period of time, which is called the training period of the contract spirit.

Some may mature quickly, and these postcards of flypaper become spiritual cards.

Some will wait a long time.