Chapter 1526

Name:Storm of Kings Author:Gu Jianfeng
"Jingjingdang..." Teenagers are still mining.

There is no lack of food in the 18th layer of dreams. You can fill your belly in a place you like in the wild.

This allows teenagers to have more energy to wave the mining pick and explore the mysteries of dreams.

With the jingling sound very orderly extension, mining picks again show strange place, stimulate a small number chain, young people show a yearning smile.

He is different from the decadent, helpless and self abandoning young shopkeeper before!

This difference comes from self-confidence, from the pursuit of strength.

I don't know how long in the past, the young man straightened up and looked at the fine ore, nodded and said, "it should be about to break through the bottleneck. My father has deep expectations for me, but I only understand today that strength is never given by others, but depends on our own down-to-earth efforts! The strength that belongs to others is not called strength. Only the strength belonging to oneself can become the guarantee of walking in the world. "

"So I'm looking forward to breaking through myself. In addition, I'd like to thank the devil for putting his strength in the light, but people are often blinded by the interests in front of them."

The young man squatted down and picked up two pieces of ore carved into Panlong and Caifeng. Xin said, "I'm just lucky that I got this pickaxe with the same hardness forever, so I can never mine high-grade ore, so I have to find a way to add additional value. Carving ore is just a path. If I can solve the mystery of the digital chain, I may be able to turn the decay into a miracle and go to a higher level... "

Time is not long, the boy found a relatively quiet low-level vein, continue to wave a mining pick mining.

Although he has been to the high-grade mining area, he has never moved a piece of ore in the high-grade mining area. In fact, even if he wants to move, the pick can't move it.

The youth is stubborn, he can accumulate a sum of money to buy those powerful mining tools.

However, he did not give up the pickaxe from the beginning to the end, because he felt that the pickaxe was his own, as long as he did not give up the pick, he would not give up himself.

As for other mining tools, they are external forces and may be lost at any time. So with this pickaxe in my hand, I won't waver until the end of time.

It was because he had never touched a piece of ore in a high-grade mining area, and he could not be mined even when he saw an open-pit vein, so the god beast who guarded the vein despised him.

The youth's dream is still in the process, not a restart.

One day can restart 1500 dreams, each dream can last up to one life, that is, three Jiazi 180 years.

In this way, 1500 dreams are equivalent to 270000 years. That is the real time. The vicissitudes of the sea and the passing of time are just a matter of time.

On the fifth day of the youth's dream, black light suddenly rises from the pickaxe during the mining process. He feels that something is affecting him.

Although this situation has been encountered before, it is not strong at this moment. When the pickaxe touches the ore vein, it makes a "Ding" sound, and then the precision returns to zero.

"Eh?" This phenomenon attracted the attention of teenagers.

The pickaxe has a powerful mechanism, and its precision can be restored instantly. However, the result is not important, and the process is important, which is more important than ever.

The indelible "one" has disappeared for a short time, which shows that the so-called "Indelible" is not reliable, and the precision will return to zero.

"I'm really stable enough, but I forget the crucial point. To break through self is to seek change. Since I want to change, I can't stick to the rules! So when the precision becomes zero, I can swing a completely different pick at that moment? "

"Well, I hope those who stand behind my back and influence me can do it again."

Youth is not stupid, around several times the problem, naturally guess the root cause. I didn't expect that he had quit. Those brothers and sisters had not given up and wanted to kill him.

"Jingle, jingle, jingle..." The pick splashes out bright light and penetrates through the soil. The ore and soil are naturally separated and automatically broken into palm sized slices.

If anyone saw this, it would be incredible.

Throughout the whole dream game, no one has ever been able to mine to such a pleasing and magical degree. It is no exaggeration to say that it is marvelous.

Young people adjust their mentality and wait for the moment of return to zero, because he knows that as long as they do not die, those people will not stop.

Sure enough, the pick suddenly raised black smoke, and then the black smoke spread rapidly towards the body, and the precision returned to zero in an instant.

"Now!" Young people don't care about the heart biting power of black smoke, or he is waiting to return to zero. At this moment, he doesn't notice that black smoke has to devour the body and mind.

All of a sudden, the pickaxe made a mysterious and unpredictable track, and suddenly collided with the ore vein.

The young man widened his eyes and saw a large number of numbers painted in front of the pick, like a centipede crawling around and under his feet. He was enlightened.

"Click..." The glare of lightning strikes down, resulting in multiple changes.

"Time? I think I can control the time? " The boy raised his arm and the thunder and lightning from the air suddenly stopped.Surprisingly, there was applause at this time.

"Pa pa pa pa..."

"Wonderful! It's really wonderful. I've just entered the 18th layer of my dream. I'm surprised and admired to see such a master. "

The young man looked at the other side and asked, "who are you?"

"Ha ha ha, my name is Ouyang Jinling. What's your name? Let's be friends

"My name is?" Young slightly a Leng, instinctively removed the identity of the little shopkeeper, straightened out his chest and said: "in the next iron sun roaring!"

"Oh? Iron sun roaring, cattle! Brother, let's mine together! The teacher needs our help. " Ouyang Jinling said.

"Teacher? Who is your teacher? "

"When it comes to my teacher, it's Zhou lie, the famous demon king. But I've only seen two sides of the teacher. Most of the time, I've learned a lot of miscellaneous skills for three senior brothers and several teachers' mothers. Seven seven teacher mother secretly told me that the dream game significance is extraordinary, so want to learn skills to fight here! Well, I'm not here? I happened to see you, brother. We are about the same age. There should be no generation gap between us. Even if I have a good mind, I will be suppressed. Hehe, I finally found a little partner who was similar to him. "

"Are you a child of the devil's family?" Iron Yang Xiao day a burst of dizziness, in his eyes, this level of characters can be said to be high, do they have the strength to make friends with each other?

"Well, my father died in order to make me live a good life. He gave me a chance to instruct me with his life! Fortunately, I didn't give up on myself. I survived that hard time. When luck came, the wall couldn't stop it. The Demon Lord put me in the door to make up for the money, but I was basically in a state of stocking. So I'm pathetic. Don't exclude me. "

"Is your father so great? My father, my father is great, too The two teenagers didn't know that at this moment, they were at the center of the storm.

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