Mixed Miners

Yang Ling stood on the top of a large mushroom and let go of his thoughts. He was presented in his mind for thousands of kilometers.

Mushroom forest!

Yang Ling can't help but have some oxygen deficiency in his head. Long mushrooms grow mushrooms. It's so long and so mad. Fortunately, he doesn't have intensive phobia, or he will faint.

But... don't know if these mushrooms can be eaten?

Mushroom stewed oyster meat, that taste... 嘶~

When this idea came out, Yang Ling suddenly felt that the mouthful of mouthful could not stop flowing out.

As an authentic country of eating, there is a kind of almost religious-like disability, no matter what it is, don’t know, always think about it, can you eat this stuff, can you eat it?

But after a while, Yang Ling suddenly stunned and woke up.

Nima, Laozi is here to do the task!

He looked at the detector on his wrist and it took five or six minutes.

He once again scanned the mushroom forest thousands of kilometers in his mind, and when he was ready to leave, his heart couldn't help but he suddenly felt that the mushrooms were not right.

Although these mushrooms are brightly colored, the trees seem to grow very strong, but they seem to reveal a strong dead air.

Are these mushrooms dead?

As soon as the idea came out, he jumped from the big mushroom and fell directly to the ground.

On the ground, there is a cluster of clusters in the east, and there are mushrooms of all sizes. Although they look dense, they grow very regularly. They grow up in layers, but they don’t look crowded, just like the streets of the city. The house naturally has a very clear plan. People walk in the mushroom forest, but they have a very open feeling.

Yang Ling walked to the front of a mushroom nearly two meters high. The white umbrella handle was one foot thick and the purple umbrella cover was gracefully stretched.

He stared at the mushroom and looked at it. Suddenly the heart slammed and couldn't help but step back a few steps, and his face also raised an extremely weird look.

This mushroom does not look like a mushroom, but like a person.

Yes, it is like a person, a sleeping person.

This feeling is very strange, Yang Ling once again looked at this mushroom, this time the feeling is more obvious, it seems that this mushroom has once had a soul.

But now, this person has obviously slept and died, and his soul has dissipated, leaving only a body.

After Yang Ling was suspicious for a long while, he slowly walked to the front of the mushroom again, and put his hand on the handle of the handle, and a slight glimmer of energy.

"噗~"

With a very subtle sound, the mushroom turned into a pile of powder and fell.

But this is the slight vibration, but it seems to be the first one to push down the dominoes.

"噗~噗~噗~"

The mushrooms around them began to burst into a group of dust, and the way they collapsed was spread out.

The sounds of the surrounding area grew louder and denser, from low to high, layered on top of each other, beginning to be like firecrackers, and then like thunder, and finally it was a huge wave of mountains and tsunami.

A violent scent of energy converges in the air.

Among the mushroom forests, Yangling is the center of the circle, and a large amount of dust is rolling up, and it is collapsed in a circle like a wave.

A few tens of meters, a few hundred meters of mushrooms have collapsed along the layers, rumbling in the rumble, a tree like a tall building collapsed, the scope of the spread further accelerated.

Yang Ling Shen thought, the black and white bracelet on the wrist spread out into a white armor to wrap him in, and then quickly floated into the air.

In front of you, it is a scene of the end of the world.

The mushroom collapsed very quickly. In less than a minute, a circle nearly 10 kilometers in diameter was vacated below, and the speed of the spread was getting faster and faster. He floated in the air for less than two minutes and collapsed. The range has been extended to a hundred kilometers away, especially when a mushroom of up to four or five kilometers collapses, causing a more striking chain reaction, forming a new collapse point, spreading out in a circular shape, a white The psionic halo spreads in the air.

With a new circle of collapses appearing in a circle, not only the ground, but the entire space is shaking and shaking.

The horrific collapse scene made Yang Ling stunned.

People are invincible, what is the extent of Laozi’s hand, and it’s okay to touch it?

Because it has already passed ten minutes, he has not done anything but the situation.

The reward work time is only one hour.

Yang Ling Shen read a slight movement, suddenly a black gossip shadow around the meteor armor flashed a few times, Yang Ling body in the air gently turned into a black and white light and shadow disappeared in the direction of the largest mushroom.

Meteor Battle Armor belongs to the third-grade technology items. When using Lingshi to drive, the flying speed in the universe can reach the speed of sub-light, while on the surface of the planet, it can withstand the gravity environment of no more than 2000G. A's own intelligent control program is automatically adjusted, and the user only needs to control it through the conscious wave in the brain.

The brain's consciousness wave, Yang Ling now understands that this is just the name of different civilizations. In fact, it is the mind of God and belongs to the power of the soul.

The power of the soul is basically only felt by people or creatures who have reached the vitality.

Therefore, the minimum requirement for equipment meteor armor is to achieve the meta-level physique, that is, to practice the atmosphere.

A few minutes later, Yang Ling left behind the mushroom forest that was constantly falling, and in front of his eyes, it was an increasingly enlarged mushroom ancestor, a unique existence of thousands of kilometers.

Yangling is still not too far away. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now in front of you, Yang Ling can see clearly with the naked eye. This giant mushroom with a diameter of nearly 100 kilometers, the diameter of the handle is estimated to be more than two kilometers. Yingbai as jade, like a Tongtian jade column inserted into the cloud, its umbrella cover is golden, although the color is pure, but the surface is cracked everywhere, the pits are squashed, it seems like the baptism of countless years, full of vicissitudes.

Yang Ling stood under this huge mushroom.

A feeling that makes him more stunned.

The power of the spirits exudes from this huge mushroom, and the majestic looks like a god.

This kind of momentum, he has never encountered, is a kind of oppression from the soul, the gods splashed in the sea of ​​the sea at this time, the tide of the lake, as if by the huge stimulation, simply can not calm down.

What kind of existence did this mushroom have?

Yang Ling can't help but sigh in the bottom of his heart, because no matter what, this mushroom is now dead. Although it is still tall and straight, there is no life-like atmosphere. Some are just a tumultuous energy that has lost its aura. Then until it completely disappeared in the long river of the years. (To be continued.)