Mixed Miners

Three days later, the two came to the giant tiankeng.

Standing on the edge of the tiankeng, Yang Ling carefully and carefully let go of the gods to observe, which is almost a bottomless abyss, and with strong energy interference, the place after more than ten kilometers deep is gradually blurred and can not be clearly seen. .

Yang Ling has some toothaches. On the earth, he swallows thousands of miles and even the whole earth. After leaving the earth, many places can't be used. Any small place will be greatly disturbed and suppressed. It is obvious that God is not omnipotent. It also embodies the complex environment in the universe. To detect deeper and further, you need a stronger power.

The stick stayed for a moment and said, "Boss, I can detect almost 70 kilometers deep. It looks like there is no danger. Do you want to go down and see?"

Yang Ling nodded, and now, if you want to leave this ghost place, you can only try more.

Yang Ling stepped on the flying sword, controlled the speed slowly, the stick squatted in front of the flying sword, and looked carefully, constantly scanning the surrounding and underlying environment.

As the decline deepens, the surrounding area is getting darker and darker, and finally it is gradually getting into a darkness. This is really dark, dense and opaque. The light seems to be within this tiankeng, and it is also powerful. The energy distortion interferes with the fact that the light does not receive any information in the eye. Therefore, the situation that looks like the night on the earth is completely unworkable here. It is only by God to observe the surrounding situation.

Half an hour later, Yang Ling stopped.

According to the calculation of the stick, they have dropped by nearly 100 kilometers. At this position, Yang Ling has almost become a blink of an eye, and the scanning range of the stick has been compressed to almost one kilometer, and the interference is extremely strong. The program is always in a warning state.

"Boss, can't go any further, the following is not clear!" Stick cautioned.

Yang Ling was silent for a moment and nodded. When she was ready to return, there seemed to be a kind of sound that came from underneath.

"Have you heard?" Yang Ling thought that there was an illusion in his ear.

The stick shook his head very depressed and said: "Boss, my perception relies on scanning feedback. When I hear something, if there is a sound coming from it, the surrounding air will definitely vibrate. I will find it in the first time, so, It must be that your coma is too long and there is auditory hallucination..."

The stick hasn't finished yet, and suddenly his face turned pale and screamed. "The boss is running! It is the tide of space~"

In fact, just when the stick had just opened his mouth, Yang Ling had already controlled the flying sword to turn the direction, so while the stick shouted, the flying sword had turned into a streamer, carrying him and the stick to the hole.

"嗡~"

The surrounding air began to vibrate slightly, and then became a shock. During the blink of an eye, the vibration became a large fluctuation. Hula’s like a sea tide slammed into the wall around the tiankeng, causing a constant sound. The rock grit was hit and the waterfall fell like water.

A horrible and low voice came from the bottom of the cave. As the air volatility intensified, the sound grew louder and louder, and it quickly thundered like a rushing tide.

A blue light appeared in the endless darkness of the hole.

"Boom~"

A thunder blasted behind Yang Ling, scared him to shake off his sword and almost fell off the flying sword. He didn’t have to look back at this time. In the thought of God, the glare of blue swelled through the tiankeng and was shaken by the tide. Under the impact of blue light, the sandstone quickly turned into a transpirational multi-colored ion cloud, which was pouring out of the madness.

"Boss ~ fast ~ fast ~"

The stick on the flying sword looked at the bottom with horror, and the face was almost distorted, and the ghosts in the mouth kept crying.

Yang Ling’s forehead sweat rolled down. At this time, he had already output the unrelenting output, and there was no reservation. The strength supported the power of the spirit to push the array in the flying sword to the extreme that he could play.

At this time, the flying sword was like a lightning bolt. The shimmering white light shattered in the darkness of the tiankeng, and it was already flashing out for more than ten kilometers.

But no matter how fast the flying sword is, there is no ionic spray that is rushing out of the ion cloud.

The tidal blue light quickly rushed behind the two people. In the blue light, the multicolored ion clouds rolled over the mountains and slammed into the flying swords.

At the moment of the collision, a force that rushed to the sea shook Yang Ling’s body, and the gods who contacted Feijian lost their support. Feijian lost control and was directly shocked by the tide.

"噗~噗~"

Yang Ling feels as if he has been hit by an intercontinental missile. As the blue light and the ion cloud are thrown out, the blood that has been ejected is vaporized into nothingness as soon as it exits. The body seems to suddenly fall into the magma, and the skin muscles instantly It is burnt.

"Boss ~!"

The stick was also thrown away at the same time. Seeing Yang Ling's look couldn't help but scream with horror, then the body began to deform quickly and turned into a huge shield to protect Yang Ling.

"Boss, I think about it, I can't hold it for a long time." The anxious voice of the stick came out of the shield.

"噗~" Yang Ling squirted a blood, and even had no time to see what he was burned. He resisted the pain of the whole body, and a black light flashed through his eyebrows. A small black gourd appeared in front of him. He reached out and pulled the stopper down.

In the Shenhai cave, the Shenyuan Lake smashed a wave of tens of meters high, and the soul tower of the town suddenly rose to a height of several hundred meters, and then a fierce soul wave fluctuated from Yang Ling.

A small black whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of the small gourd mouth. www.wuxiaspot.com~ The vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and a strong suction bursts out of the vortex. Suddenly, the ion cloud and blue light that whistle around the black hole are all toward the black hole. In the midst of the rush, the faster and faster, and finally gathered like a long whale into a colorful huge tornado sucked into the small gourd.

The tide of space stopped at an instant, and all were swallowed up by the black hole. Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to fly back to the flying sword a few kilometers away.

Five minutes... ten minutes... twenty minutes...

Yang Ling insisted on it. He didn't know how long it had been. He only knew that the blue light in the underground of Tiankeng seemed to be endless. The Yangtze River and the river were generally rushing into the whirlpool.

The big, sweaty water mixed with blood dripped from his dead skin.

Nowadays, he can only insist on his teeth. It is not that he **** all the blue light into the soul of the town, that is, he is blown into the ashes by the blue light.

It was almost half an hour later, and the water in the Yangling Shenhai Cave was basically dry, and the thoughts of God began to become blurred. (To be continued.)