Chapter 5011 (1/2)
As soon as Lin Haoming entered the ninth floor of Tianmo tower, he immediately felt an unspeakable pressure on him. This pressure was very strange, as if it came from Tianmo tower itself.
Lin Haoming even feels the power of the so-called law, and there is only one use of this pressure to limit Lin Haoming's powerful power.
Lin Haoming feels the vitality of the world around him. It's not strong, but it's not thin. According to the current level, it's equivalent to a five-level planet, but it can be regarded as a five-level planet. In short, you can practice here until the later stage of transforming God.
At this time, it was just the beginning of dawn. I was in a Gobi wasteland. I couldn't see the edge at a glance.
Lin Haoming tried to use his mana. Suddenly, Lin Haoming felt that the repressive force of that law had become stronger. With Lin Haoming's continuous operation, this pressure became stronger and stronger. However, after reaching a limit, Lin Haoming also felt that it seemed to be at the limit. The surrounding earth began to crack, and the void was the same. Countless space cracks began to appear and intersect each other, When it becomes more and more dense, it seems that only a little more force is needed next, and the void will be completely broken, and then the world will fall into fragmentation.
Lin Haoming immediately put away his mana. It seemed that the world that was about to break was finally contained, but the power of the shackle was stronger. Lin Haoming felt that he only needed to run his mana again, and the world would fall into a broken state again.
Lin Haoming thought for a moment, and a faint spell appeared on his body. The circulation of the spell once again caused a shock around him, but as the spell turned into a diaphragm on Lin Haoming, the shock suddenly disappeared.
”Isolate myself, but in this way, I can only use the cultivation in the later stage of transforming God, otherwise it will lead to the suppression of the power of law again.” Lin Haoming said to himself and looked around, and then flew into the air. At the same time, Lin Haoming observed the broken space just now, as if a force began to repair, but the broken space was really strong. I'm afraid it can't be recovered for hundreds of years.
Lin Haoming looked at the sky and flew in a certain direction. Half a day later, there were more than a dozen dead people around Lin Haoming.
This is a group of bandits who haunt next door. Lin Haoming looks for creatures, finds them, and then searches for souls after being caught alive.
It is impossible for ordinary people to be bandits here. Although ordinary people do exist in this world, they are not. The leader is a golden elixir, and the rest are building foundations.
Such strength can be regarded as an intermediate strength in this field, and the golden pill friar, Lin Haoming, really knows a lot from his spirit.
”Three thousand big worlds and three thousand small worlds!” Lin Haoming muttered.
The so-called three thousand big worlds means that there are three thousand big worlds on the ninth floor. In addition, each big world has three thousand small worlds, and the core of so many worlds is the heaven. Almost everyone here knows these things. At present, he is in a place called Yue huangjie, a subordinate of the yuan Hejie.
According to the memory of this Jindan friar, the Yuehuang boundary is very large, but Lin Haoming estimates it a little, it is not too large, and the area will not exceed 3 billion square kilometers.
It is almost equivalent to five or six earth surface areas, and this is also the normal size of three thousand small worlds. The area of the big world is much larger. It is rumored that a big world is the size of one thousand small worlds, and the last heaven is rumored to be the size of one thousand big worlds.
Lin Haoming doesn't know whether the rumor is true or false, but carefully calculate the area, but it's really similar. It can be seen that the rumor is not even a random number.