The end of the world begins with failing an exam

The old man heard a sound that made him very irritated.

It was a noise similar to electric current.

Chen Bofu subconsciously began to look for the source of this noise, and his irritated eyes soon stopped on the flag carried by the Yellow Turban Warrior.

"What the hell..." Chen Bofu muttered.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Warrior stopped all his movements without warning, put his hands together and clapped them violently, and the flags behind him flew out and floated in the air.

There were five orange-yellow flags in total.

They were suspended in the five directions of southeast, northwest, and center.

The talismans on each flag seemed to be outlined by "neon lights". When the Yellow Turban Warrior pinched his fingers, these talismans that looked out of tune lit up with bursts of strange neon lights...

Chen Bofu could see that this should be some kind of ancient ritual, and the silver giant was extracting energy from his body and pouring it into the ritual.

...

When the alchemists in the virtual space saw this scene, they couldn't help but show an expectant expression on their faces.

"That's the Five Elements Reverse Niche Array..."

Li Mobai only heard his master say this, and it seemed that the old man was full of confidence in this ritual. After all, this is the latest new ritual developed by the research institute. Although it is very costly to use, its lethality cannot be underestimated.

It is no exaggeration.

After the Yellow Turban Warrior of Sequence 7 performed this ritual, the energy impact that burst out almost reached the edge of Sequence 8. It can be said to be one of the most lethal rituals within the research institute, and it is even called a strategic ritual.

"Chen Bofu is just a creature of Sequence 7. Even if he doesn't die from this direct attack, he will be seriously injured. It seems that he is going to be in big trouble..."

The old Taoist said with a smile, but before he could say anything else, the picture on the holographic screen made his laughter stop abruptly.

At this moment.

The Chen Bofu in the picture has torn his body apart, turning into a mass of scarlet flesh and blood mixed with hazy black fog.

At the same time as the Yellow Turban Warriors set up the formation, these strange substances also spun wildly around the five-sided flag of the ritual. Chen Bofu laughed continuously in the whistling wind... This piece of material that seemed to be made of flesh and blood and black fog seemed to have turned into a hurricane visible to the naked eye.

And the location of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

It happened to be the eye of the hurricane.

Countless Taoist priests stared at this scene in amazement, and even Li Mobai's master showed a panic expression.

In the eyes of everyone's disbelief.

This scarlet hurricane destroyed everything with a terrifying scream.

In just a moment.

The five-sided flag was torn to pieces, and the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior was blown away by the strong wind... This strange hurricane was like a bone-scratching steel knife, brushing away its flesh and blood and tearing its bones bit by bit, and it disappeared completely from this world in a casual way.

In Lihentian, there was a dead silence.

No one dared to believe what they saw.

Li Mobai even heard his master secretly swallowing his saliva, perhaps it was the oil secreted from his mouth.

And the calm old face could no longer hold back, the look of fear was not concealed, and the tone of his speech became extremely fearful.

"It turns out that killing a sequence seven creature can be so easy..."

The old Taoist chanted "Fusheng Turing Tianzun", and his trembling hands completely exposed his inner fear.

Li Mobai pretended not to see all this, silently looking at the huge human face that appeared on the hurricane on the screen, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

"This is the living natural disaster..."

At the same time.

Chen Jing had found the control room of Jiutian Yingyuan Palace.

However, before he had time to step into the door of the control room, a holographic projection appeared in front of the door.

It was a humanoid projection composed of countless pixel blocks.

"Turing?" Chen Jing recognized the other party's origin at a glance, subconsciously stopped, and the golden light in his eyes burned like a flame.

Although Chen Jing had never seen "Turing" in person, he had heard Li Mobai talk about this strange ancient god. Judging from the timing of the other party's appearance and this strange shape, it must be it.

"Nice to meet you..."

The humanoid projection kept flashing, as if the network was delayed and stuck, the pixel blocks that formed its body became looming, and the voice was a little unclear, mixed with the sound of electricity.

"The King of Deep Space..."

"Please accept this great gift from me..."

Chapter 493 Turing's Request (Part 1)

In fact, when he learned that the enemy invading the fortress came from the Hanging City, Chen Jing roughly guessed that this conflict might not be that simple.

If Gehlo, who represents the power of Evernight City, is a brainless single-cell organism, then Turing's IQ is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

No, to be precise, Turing has no IQ, only computing power.

It is like an intelligent AI living in a virtual cyberspace. Any decision it makes is based on the millions of possibilities it analyzes, and these decisions do not contain any emotions.

Calm and rational.

Everything only seeks the optimal solution with "uniqueness".

So when Chen Jing realized that the Hanging City was going to attack him, his first reaction was whether these guys would come out in full force, because he thought about it and thought that this should be the so-called optimal solution... It just takes a little effort, but the success rate is extremely high.

At least it should be so in the eyes of others.

If Chen Jing and Turing were to change their perspectives, he would definitely do so.

After all, for a huge threat like deep space, it's better to seize the opportunity and eliminate it all at once.

But now it seems... Turing should have chosen another path.

There was no outpouring of troops.

Really just sending a palace to destroy the resurrected ones.

Is Turing too confident in Jiutian Yingyuan Palace?

Or is there some other trap here?

Chen Jing couldn't guess it either, but his intuition told him that none of this would be that simple...

"You want to give me a big gift?" Chen Jing looked at this "ancient god" who existed in the form of holographic projection with great interest.

"That's right, a big gift."

Turing's voice was intermittent, as if the signal was affected in some way, and his body composed of countless pixel squares was always flickering.

"The war between us started today, but today's war has ended here, and I also want to give you a gift..."

When Turing said this, Chen Jing felt his eardrums vibrate violently, and an extremely sharp electronic noise suddenly appeared. The high-frequency sound like a buzzer made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"What gift should you give me?" Chen Jing took out his ears with a confused expression.

“An invitation to the digital space.”

Turing said calmly, with a human smile on his blurred face.

"I'm going to take you to the digital space..."

Hearing the words "Digital Space", Chen Jing roughly guessed what Turing's trump card was... What Jiutian Yingyuan Palace and those old descendants failed to do, it planned to do it personally. This is Turing backhand.

"Can I come back if I go?" Chen Jing asked with a smile.

"Not necessarily." Turing replied truthfully. Although what it said sounded like a threat, the tone of its voice was not threatening at all. "If you are as powerful as the Yellow King back then, Then you can naturally come back. If you are not so strong... maybe your life will end completely in the digital space. "

Chen Jingneng could feel that his consciousness was being continuously pulled away, but he had no intention of resisting. He looked at Turing in front of him with a smile on his face.

"I shouldn't have a chance to refuse, right?"

"No." Turing was like a robot, barely showing any emotion during the conversation with Chen Jing. "The backup I left in Yingyuan Palace is the final countermeasure. Anyone who forcibly breaks into Yingyuan Palace will All creatures will be taken to the digital space by me for 'transcendence'..."

With that said, Turing looked behind Chen Jing again.

"It's a pity that your grandfather didn't come with you."

"He was right not to come."

Chen Jing suddenly raised his right hand and inserted it into his abdomen, and slowly pulled out a translucent figure glowing with golden light.

"If he comes, he will be dead..."

The words fell.

Chen Jing threw the figure out of the palace.

It seemed to be composed of pure deep space energy, passed through dozens of metal walls silently, and soon arrived outside Jiutian Yingyuan Palace, and began to approach the old man hanging in the sky at an extremely fast speed.

"WTF……"

At this moment, Chen Bofu had returned to his human body. Looking at the slightly familiar golden figure in front of him, a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

"grandfather."

"?"

"This is a clone I left behind, but it won't last long."

"Are you in trouble?!" Chen Bofu asked in disbelief, "Didn't you kill everyone in the palace?!"

"Turing left a backup in the palace, which can be regarded as a clone of it..." The golden figure said softly, exactly the same as Chen Jing's voice, "Turing wants to take me to the digital space and wait for me to deal with it. Come back soon."

"What can I do for you?" Chen Bofu asked with a frown.

"Long story short."

"You go down first and let everyone hide in the walled city. They cannot leave this building no matter what. I will take them to the Western Continent now... By the way, Wei Nan and Yan Que should stop playing around. Hurry and kill the two old descendants of Hanging City on the rooftop!"

"Okay... Are you really okay??" Chen Boxu was still a little worried. Although he had not personally dealt with Turing, he had heard many secret legends about the Hanging City. "The digital space seems to be the place where those alchemists It would be dangerous for outsiders to enter this place where we wander."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'm sure. You hurry up and make arrangements now. I can only maintain this clone for three minutes at most. In three minutes, we will travel to the Western Continent on time. If we miss this opportunity, we will be in trouble..."

Hearing this, Chen Bofu no longer hesitated, turned around and quickly rushed towards the walled city below.

When the old man fell to the ruins of the rooftop.

Wei Nan and Yan Que were still playing the game of "beating sandbags".

After all, this is a rare training opportunity. It is not easy to find an opponent who can beat him to the death. What's more, with Jegertos and Baiaji watching from behind, there is no need to worry about being accidentally caught between these two. In the hands of an old descendant.

"Also play?!"

Chen Bofu frowned, and before everyone had time to react, he suddenly stepped forward and came to Toyotomi Kakuichi and Byvins.

For opponents like this who were at a level lower than his own, Chen Bofu didn't even think about using his power. He simply smashed their heads with one hand, one by one.

Amidst the pungent smell of blood, Chen Boxu glanced at everyone.

"From now on, no one can leave the walled city."

After that, the old man simply repeated Chen Jing's words again.

Hearing that he was going to take this fortress directly across to the Western Continent, Hasad, who was lying on the ground half-dead, became anxious.

"Some people haven't come back yet! The fortress was blocked by the deep space strange color some time ago! Those who went out to find supplies can only stay in..."

"Just give a coordinate and let Bai Aji pick them up." Chen Bofu didn't seem to care about the lives of others, but he still helped Hasad come up with an idea, "Hurry up, we don't have much time left."

"Where's Ajing?!" Wei Nan exuded a strong smell of blood, and his jacket was already stained by Bai Wens' blood, dirty beyond recognition, "I saw him enter the palace just now... By the way! Who is that glowing figure?"

Chen Bofu didn't answer Wei Nan's words, but looked up at Jiutian Yingyuan Palace motionlessly, with a trace of confusion in his worried look, and a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Go to the digital space and face an ancient god alone..."

"I didn't expect..."

"He has really grown to this point..."

Chapter 494 Turing's Request (Part 2)