Code Zero Nine

finally.

The sand sculptures are all honest.

Even the leader of Hongye went to confinement with expressionless expression.

Um……

And at the moment.

Han Feng took a deep breath and stepped into this so-called spiritual tower.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

Light and shadow suspension.

At the moment he entered, Han Feng felt that his scattered mental power was instantly pressed together, and the scope was also compressed into the size of a beam of light and shadow.

A strong sense of oppression came from all directions.

That feels...

You may not be able to hold on at any time.

Fortunately.

Han Feng stopped, stabilized the mental power the same size as the beam, stopped moving, and after staying for more than ten seconds, he finally adjusted to the environment.

Um……

Better.

then.

He took another step again.

boom!

Endless mental power oppressed again, like a sharp blade, constantly oppressing Han Feng, and constantly stimulating, just like a devil opening his mouth to **** his soul.

therefore.

The only thing Han Feng can do is to be stable! stable! Be solid again!

Manly man, take it seriously!

for a long time.

Han Feng adjusted to the state, passed the first level, and his mental power has really increased after the first level of baptism.

"Is this the spiritual tower?"

Han Feng exclaimed.

With the power of his divine mind, naturally he would not be limited to the first level, but he couldn't adapt to such a tight state for the first time.

Um……

really.

Han Feng quickly got down and started sweeping.

The second layer, too.

The third layer, too.

The fourth floor, too.

now.

He is like an old driver, moving forward and backward freely, with ease.

only.

When he reached the fifth floor, Han Feng clearly felt a strong impact, and his E-level spiritual power was disintegrated in an instant...

The defense collapsed!

"not good."

Han Feng's face changed slightly.

If the mental defense collapses, then the next step is to test the will! ! !

really.

The world is changing.

Under the influence of mental power, an extremely strong sense of immersion emerged, and Han Feng was involuntarily immersed in it, and brought a sense of sorrow.

Brothers and sisters are very good...

Only Han Feng wanders in the big city...

Helpless.

Rent a room at 800 yuan a month, only one bedroom, 996 to get off work every day, upgrade? How can I have time and resources...

Object?

Who can see him?

never mind.

Live like this.

Until one day, Han Feng realized that he had no worries and walked onto the rooftop...

? ? ?

"That's it?"

Han Feng was a little disappointed.

He was originally curious about what this illusion was like, but as a result, this illusion was only able to dig out the outermost things...

Um.

It's Xiao Han Feng's.

therefore.

Where does Han Feng's sense of substitution come from?

Although everyone is 996, Han Feng who lives in modern times will obviously not be so miserable. Without the pressure of survival, there is nothing to worry about...

Freedom without fear and ignorance.

Except facing Party A's stinky face every Monday, other times are fine.

Although everyone’s appearance is very high, but in this age of respect for strength, Xiao Han Feng’s appearance is not very useful, and Han Feng is different...

In the age of entertainment to death, even if there is no culture or knowledge, you can make a debut without knowing how to speak Mandarin...

Only you have a handsome face.

Furthermore.

Although everyone has no object, for modern Han Feng, there are no three-dimensional stupid creatures, and the young lady in the game...

Master Yeyang Carved Duck Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da They are not fragrant?

What object do you want!

Ignorance!

Therefore, wanting to use this illusion to attack Han Feng is a joke! ! ! This is basically something tailor-made for Xiao Han Feng...

Well.

Is it because it is only the fifth floor?

Snapped!

Han Feng easily passed the fifth floor and stepped into the sixth floor.

...

"what?"

Outside the Spirit Tower.

The illusionist looked a little surprised.

"What's wrong?"

Shen He asked curiously while holding the melon seeds.

"With Han Feng's mental power, he has reached the fourth level... The fifth level should be purely based on will, just like you..."

The illusionist said solemnly.

Hey?

Shen He looked up, "But he seems to be on the sixth floor now."

"right."

The illusionist nodded slightly, "In other words, even if you don't consider mental power, Han Feng's will is stronger than you!"

? ? ?

Shen He couldn't believe it, "Just him?!"

He knows best how shameless Han Feng is and how bad his will is. As soon as Miss Tan drank tea, he just passed away...

and also……

Swindling and kidnapping, no less!

That's it?

strong will? !

What about a liar? !

However, the Spirit Tower will not deceive...

Could it be.

Shen He himself doubted it. Could it be that Han Feng is really just a strong man with a great appearance and a great heart and determination? ? ?

...

And at the moment.

The sixth floor.

boom!

Spiritual power swept.

Han Feng's power of divine consciousness has ended at the fifth level, and after that, every level basically can only rely on his own will to fight!

brush!

In just an instant, Han Feng entered the illusion.

A sense of immersion comes.

Han Feng took a look, oh... it's still Xiao Han Feng's world.

In this world, brothers and sisters despise him, and his parents also dislike him. Xiao Han Feng is too talented and lonely, and finally ends up depressed.

Spicy chicken!

Han Feng curled his mouth and kicked away.

The sixth floor, pass.

The seventh floor is still Xiao Han Feng, but this time he started with feelings.

The eighth floor is still Xiao Han Feng, this time starting from the family, pass.

...

brush!

brush!

The first ten floors of Han Feng passed easily.

So far, he has no resistance.

As long as the mental power of each level appears, he will be recruited, but because the environment is prepared for Xiao Han Feng, it has no effect on Han Feng himself.

after all.

You confuse Xiao Han Feng's illusion, what does it matter to me, Han Feng? !

Right?

then.

Han Feng swept layer by layer.

certainly.

The power of his mind is also constantly improving under the C-level spirit tower built by the illusionist under this kind of weird situation...

Continuous improvement! ! !

And this time.

The illusionist was dumbfounded.

Ten floors!

Damn it!

How can this be? !

Even he himself can't reach the tenth floor! ! !

In his state, he can no longer hold it when he sees the eighth or nineth floor, and once his mental defense is broken, he will definitely be hit! ! !

Illusion is coming!

Combination of illusion and reality!

He not only failed once, but almost never came out!

but.

This guy Han Feng...

The illusionist was shocked, could it be that, as those people said, Han Feng is the kind of saint who has no distracting thoughts and cares about the common people?

saint……

The illusionist muttered to himself, is there really such a person in this world?

And at the moment.

Han Feng has entered the eleventh floor.

Um……

In just an instant, he discovered that that powerful force swept Xiao Han Feng for the first time and finally swept him in...

The illusion is coming!

This time, it finally affected Han Feng himself!

"come yet?"

Han Feng's mind moved slightly.

He is also very curious, what is his inner ambition?

then.

He looked up, and in the fantasy world, there appeared Tan Zihao...and his sister, Zhao Zihang...and his sister, Lan Ting...and his sister, Li Haochen...and his sister, etc. Everyone had it. Sister, and I like Han Feng...

? ? ?

Han Feng's face went dark.

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What kind of weird world is this?

Is Lao Tzu the kind of person who stares at someone else's sister? !

so.

The world in front of me...

Han Feng pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood, "As pure as I am, is it actually affected by the garbage from Shen He?"

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