"Hoo~" the night wind howled.

In the northern continent, Lin Tuo stood up in the air, walked hundreds of steps in one breath, and was tens of meters above the ground. Then he stopped, stopped continuing, and walked sideways.

Be familiar with the method of stepping into the void.

After about twenty minutes, he finally stopped and sighed with emotion: "Is this Ta Kong?"

Well, it's completely different from "pseudo-flight" using the main body.

It is also very different from the "levitation spell" in the No. 2 sandbox world. When hunting down the "Praying Candle", Hathaway and others used the flying spell.

Lin Tuo also studied it later, but never learned it...

If the extraordinary beings in Sandbox No. 2 use "Tao Marks" to directly obtain the ability to fly from the spirit world, then the ability to fly in the "inhuman realm" comes entirely from themselves.

"Use your mind to mobilize ether to pour into the soles of your feet, release and compress the air, and achieve the effect of standing empty..."

Lin Tuo realized his own feelings:

It seems... somewhat similar to an airplane, not in appearance, but in essence, disturbing the airflow.

It's just that one uses physical methods and the other uses ether.

"When I was in the body tempering state, I could also control and control the ether, but I couldn't achieve this effect at all... Is it because of my mental power?"

Lin Tuo frowned and thought.

"Tiandao Scroll" mentioned that the essential difference between the "inhuman realm" and the previous ones is not only the transformation of the physical body, but also the growth of the "spiritual soul".

The "spirit" here should refer to "spiritual power".

"The process of promotion is closely related to spiritual will...

Therefore, after my promotion, my mental power is stronger, my sense of the body is clearer, and my control of the ether is also more refined...then I can use Takong?"

Lin Tuo thought he had found the reason.

In fact, he noticed it when he released the sword technique and killed the "Head of Haizhou Sect".

Before the body-tempering realm, although he could use the "Weapon Transformation Fist" to condense weapons, they were very crude and the methods used were simple and primitive. They were said to be "weapons", but in fact they were just energy groups of different shapes.

But after breaking through the realm, the "sword energy" condensed from the fingertips became more condensed and much more subtle.

This is also the reason why he was able to complete that blow without killing the monks on this side of the river.

"My spiritual power has grown, making my control of the ether more refined and powerful." Standing in the cold night sky, Lin Tuo's eyes were bright.

This discovery made him a little excited.

In the past, aside from the small spells that were copied and released, the power that Lin Tuo really relied on was the "Hubing Fist". To be precise, it was the "mutated" Hubing Fist.

The original boxing technique was just "mundane martial arts", but it evolved into the current version after I accidentally figured out a way to control the ether covering.

But looking back at it now, my past methods of utilizing ether were still too crude.

Just like primitive people wielding wooden sticks to attack...but now, the growth of mental power has turned the "stick" into a "sword".

"Perhaps... this can no longer be called Huabingquan...

Maybe, I can try to develop a combat technique that is unique to me based on the sword techniques of Tiandao Sect and combined with my own characteristics..."

Is it called "Lishan Sword Technique"? Well... the name is yet to be determined.

Lin Tuo stood under the starry sky and thought wildly, then suddenly shook his head and laughed:

"I haven't even scratched the surface yet, and I've already thought so far ahead."

What he needs now is to stabilize his realm and become familiar with his abilities.

However... after realizing that my control over ether has become more refined.

Lin Tuo suddenly remembered something... Previously, he had been unable to successfully cast a large part of the large number of spell models he had returned from Sandbox World No. 2.

At that time, I suspected that my own abilities were insufficient... Now, it seems that I can challenge myself again.

Lin Tuo's eyes turned, and his thoughts became vivid:

"You can try it, but you need some necessary 'materials'..."

Thinking of this, he changed his mind, came up with an idea, made a brief judgment, and flew towards the vast night.

…

…

At the same time, a few kilometers away from here, outside a strange and sparse forest, the land of ice and snow was messy, and the smell of blood surged in the air.

Under the moonlight, two snow-covered monsters were confronting each other.

One of the more seriously injured ones was a polar bear with pure white hair.

His huge body was covered with numerous wounds, and as he gasped violently, blood and white air escaped.

What it raised its head and stared at was a strange snow eagle, which was hovering in the air, looking for an opening to attack at any time.

"Hoola!" Suddenly, the polar bear reacted slowly, and the snow eagle flapped its wings and landed, its steel-like talons tearing open the left rib of the prey!

"Poof!" Blood sprayed out.

At the same time, the furious polar bear also pounced desperately, almost tearing off half of Snow Eagle's wings, and the two extremely ferocious monsters were entangled together.

At this moment, there was a "swish" sound in the night sky, and a sword energy flashed through.

Then comes the second course.

The third way.

"Chi chi chi!" In the blink of an eye, the two ferocious beasts were strangled, whining and falling together, throwing up a cloud of snowflakes.

After a moment, Lin Tuo's figure stepped down from the air and said with a smile:

"Two materials."

Immediately, he picked up one with one hand, threw it into the palm of his body, and carried it to a nearby mountain top.

Then he got up and used the distribution of ether to kill in another direction.

…

Not long after, sword light flashed in another mountain col. In an instant, a large snow python that was practicing was chopped into several pieces by the sword light in the air.

On the severed snake head, the violent eyes dimmed, reflecting the figure falling from the sky and the bright full moon in the night sky:

"Three servings."

…

And just on the other side of the world under the same bright moon.

On the southern continent, it was a different scene.

The lights are brightly lit at vent No. 6.

"Boom~"

The huge turbine fan relies on the supply of magic nodes in the underground and runs endlessly, sucking oxygen from the ground into the ground, and exhausting the waste gas from the ground that has been used for many rounds into the cold night sky.

The vent is located high on the mountain, and blocked by the Miracle Wall, it is exposed above the snow line.

Surrounding the huge crater-like passage, there are fifteen-meter-high fences and thirty-six steel towers, each with a large searchlight installed on the top.

The golden beam tears through the darkness and illuminates every corner of the surrounding area. No monster or saboteur can escape under the light.

Further outside, warehouses and barracks stand in the flat area below the vents.

Even at night, there are "snow trucks" painted in red or bright yellow and huge like locomotives, driving in or out from a distance along the road that is not easy to walk.

Humans have been underground for many years, but have never really given up on the surface.

"Inspection passed! Released!"

As the horizontal railing at the entrance to the camp slowly lifted, a "snow transport truck" with a front head of seven meters high slowly drove into the camp.

And parked in the designated open-air parking lot, the internal magic engine switched to low-power operation, and the steam in the jet pipe also became weaker.

Maintenance personnel from nearby houses came immediately to take charge of debugging and energy supply of the transport vehicle:

In this environment, it is difficult to restart the steam vehicle if it stops suddenly.

"Bang."

At the same time, the car door opened from the inside out, and the driver wearing a thick winter coat walked out, greeted the maintenance staff, and then carried a backpack and walked straight to the ground barracks deep in the camp.

He came to a door by a familiar route and knocked hard twice.

After a while, a young man opened the door, was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise:

"Captain! When will you come?"

The driver stepped into the room and took off his cold-proof helmet at the same time, revealing a wheat-colored face of about forty years old. He looked at the several team members in the room who were also approaching with a smile and said:

"Nonsense, of course I just came back."

"Is the mission over?"
To be continued...