From seeing it

Xiao Ling's face was covered with cold sweat.

"Damn it." Before he had time to think about it, the desire to pull out the hook behind the statue became stronger and stronger.

He rushed up, grasped the hook tightly with both hands, let out a low growl, and the strength of several thousand catties exploded, and he immediately pulled out the loose hook.

The hook was pulled out, and an incredible scene appeared. The statue with a large number of cracks on the surface was recovering, and the original cracks slowly closed and disappeared. What was even more frightening was that the mountains of mummies and weapons below were slowly vibrating. As it sank, the entire desert seemed to be shaking.

Soon, the originally uplifted hill sank completely, and all the mummies and broken weapons fell into the yellow sand and disappeared, leaving only this statue, pitifully suppressed here.

Seeing this astonishing change, Xiao Ling couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The others were even more stunned, and felt a deep shudder in their hearts. Just now, everyone felt the terrifying aura emanating from the statue.

Above the sky, the struggle between the big pale hand and the silk hook became more intense, the space was constantly shattering, and the space cracks like black lightning spread down from the sky, getting closer and closer to everyone.

"Let's go." Zhou Kesheng felt his heart flustered. Although they couldn't see the battle between the big pale hand and the hook in the sky, they could see the terrifying scene of space shattering. It feels like the ground here is shaking slightly, and it seems that this piece of space may completely collapse at any time.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "crack" from above the sky, and countless cracks spread like spider webs, spreading downward from above the sky in an instant, like a mirror being shattered.

Seeing it, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, it was too late to escape, like a huge black net, it suddenly swooped down from top to bottom, killing everyone in an instant.

Including Xiao Ling, everyone only felt severe pain all over their bodies, unable to control themselves, being pulled by an extremely powerful force, like falling into a bottomless black hole, falling continuously, and the body was born due to intense weightlessness. The tearing pain that came out.

All of this happened in an instant. After everything around them stabilized, everyone realized that they had left the desert space just now, and they couldn't see the broken weapons everywhere and the mummy emerging from the yellow sand, which was exactly the same as Xiao Ling. The statue also disappeared, and what appeared in front of everyone were tall buildings and buildings, facing a wide road with cars passing by and pedestrians everywhere.

They actually returned to the original modern society?

Everyone was inexplicably surprised and quickly felt something was wrong, because more than 30 of them, armed with weapons, suddenly appeared on this busy street, and they didn't attract anyone's attention. These people didn't seem to notice at all. There were more than thirty people, and some people even walked towards them and passed through their bodies.

"What... what's going on here?" Hu Shengzhe was inexplicably shocked.

Wang Lei stretched out his hand to touch the lamp post on one side, and suddenly found that his hand passed through the lamp post and couldn't touch anything.

"Aren't we real? Or is everything in front of us just a phantom?" Wang Lei wondered.

Li Zhibao pondered: "At the last moment, the space seemed to be shattered. Could it be that we all died together with the shattered space?"

Zhou Kesheng shook his head and said, "If we die, it's all over. It's impossible to be like us now. I doubt... Our current state should be called soul projection. It is a special situation where our consciousness travels to this space. , but whether this space is the real space we are in, or other similar parallel spaces, I don’t know.”

Among the discussion and shock of everyone, only Xiao Ling raised his head and stared blankly at the sky, with a serious expression on his face.

He saw white silk threads fishing in the sky in the distance, all over the city in front of him.

What kind of world did their consciousness break into? Could it be that this world is full of such silk threads and hooks?

More than 30 of them stood on the street, surrounded by busy people. It seemed that it was the rush hour for work, and the bus stop not far away was full of people.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling let out a soft moan, and suddenly looked at a person in the crowd.

This is a young man who looks exactly like Xiao Ling.

The young man followed the flow of people to the bus station not far away.

Xiao Ling couldn't help but wanted to step forward, but it occurred to him that this young man couldn't see him.

Seeing Xiao Ling walking towards the bus station suddenly, the others hurriedly followed. Soon, everyone found that this young man looked exactly like Xiao Ling, and they were extremely surprised.

Zhou Kesheng pondered: "Strange, could it be that all this is the power of that statue? It seems to intentionally pull our soul consciousness into this world? It seems to want to tell us something?"

While he was meditating, he saw the young man who looked exactly like Xiao Ling stopped at the bus stop, as if he was waiting for the bus.

Xiao Ling stood beside him, waiting silently with him, but unfortunately Xiao Ling could see him, but he couldn't see Xiao Ling, even Xiao Ling could hear the voices of people around him communicating, but no matter what they said , these people can't hear, can't feel.

Soon, a No. 7 bus came.

Before the car stopped, many people rushed up, and the young man who looked exactly like Xiao Ling was about to squeeze in, when suddenly he stopped again, his eyes widened, and a look of surprise seemed to flash across his face.

Xiao Ling was following him, and he saw a silk thread hanging from the sky, carrying a giant fishhook, passing through the bus.

Seeing the fishhook again, and even passing the bus in front of him, Xiao Ling felt ominous, and couldn't help holding his hands gently.

He saw this young man who looked exactly like himself and shouted at the people in front of him: "Don't go, something will happen..."

But he only yelled halfway before he was squeezed away by the people in front of him. Obviously, everyone ignored him. Many people looked at him as if they were looking at a mental patient.

Xiao Ling suddenly understood why this young man didn't get on the bus. Could it be that he, like himself, could also see the hook? So dare not get on this bus?

The young man didn't get on the bus. The bus carried passengers and continued to drive forward. Xiao Ling, like the young man, was silently watching.