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The compressed figure that had just resumed beating came to an abrupt halt, and as a transparent spirit stone fell from his chest, the armor also clicked and disintegrated into a bracelet to wear on his wrist. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Ling got up with a disgraced face.

This is a desolate space, between the sky and the earth, the mountains are shattered, the earth is cracked, it seems that it has experienced countless major earthquakes, the ground has long been overwhelmed, there are huge fissures everywhere, there is no life at all, and in the distance, a tall tower seems to be floating in the clouds, and it is not very clear to see.

What the hell is this place?

Yang Ling looked around for a while, and then touched himself up and down, left and right, and found that he was intact, and the miner's card hanging on his chest was still there, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

This place is very strange, his divine thoughts still can't be expanded, and the vitality in the dantian and the divine sea seems to have disappeared without a trace, at this time, except for the body is a little stronger than ordinary people, everything else is no different from ordinary people.

He pinched the miner's card and tried to enter the system, but as usual he was unsuccessful, so he had to climb to a slightly higher place around and look around, making sure that there was no trace of Old Man Xian.

Daddy!

This old man is simply a big pit, and when he sees that the wind is not in the right direction, he actually drops himself and runs faster than a rabbit.

After lamenting for a long time, he opened his legs and walked towards the tower, which seemed extremely distant.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse, and this sentence can completely describe the current situation, not to mention that the ground is full of huge cracks crisscrossing each other, and everywhere it passes is always going around and around.

Without the support of vitality, the ring could not be opened, the flying sword could not be used, and the wind resistance spell could not be used, so he could only walk on two legs, and Yang Ling felt that he had not been so tired for many years.

After walking for most of the day, Yang Ling sat on the ground and looked at the shadowy tower in the distance, which seemed to have not changed at all, just like a mirage in the desert.

The surroundings are still desolate, and it seems that there has been no trace of biological activity here since the beginning of the world.

There were no fluctuations in the air, as if the energy in this space had been absorbed by something, and there was no element suitable for the survival of living beings.

Yang Ling walked lonely between this gray world, a series of traces came from a very distance, and slowly disappeared between the undulating ravines and rubble.

One day...... Two days...... Three days......

Yang Ling looked at the detector on his wrist with a dry mouth, which showed that six days had passed since he came in, and he didn't know how far he had walked in the past six days, but the tower still seemed to be out of reach.

This feeling seemed familiar to him, just like the strange dream of being trapped in a dark space last time, it seemed that there would never be an end, and he could not find an exit, until he slowly died of exhaustion and old age.

While Mu Ran was walking, suddenly the detector issued a prompt, and Yang Ling suddenly walked a few steps mechanically, and suddenly felt a spirit, and quickly stopped.

On the pitch-black disk of the detector, a green line swept by, and a small red dot appeared.

it~!

Yang Ling almost peed excitedly, trembling and clicking on the red dot with his hand, a 3D stereoscopic projection was displayed.

It was a plant, a grass, gray, thin and thin, with five or six shriveled leaves, but on top it was a purple fruit the size of an egg.

There are plants in this place?

This is what Yang Ling never expected, for his current state, if he doesn't eat or drink, he will definitely not persist for three hundred years like Xian Canglan and the seven mine slaves at the beginning, at least the seven mine slaves are still cultivating at the beginning, and there are fruits of Tianxingmu to eat, and there is water condensed by Xuanshui Fire Lotus to drink, but he is different, he is now full of vitality and is almost like an ordinary person, he has nothing to eat and drink, he has been walking for almost five or six days, and his body is a little unbearable, if he continues, he dare not guarantee when he will fall, and then hang in this place where birds don't。

Yang Ling quickly turned off the detector projection, and quickly ran in the direction of the plant.

The distance is not close, it is more than 120 kilometers, and it seems that this is the limit distance of the detector.

To be honest, this detection range is very chicken for Yang Ling, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't use his vitality and divine thoughts in this place, he wouldn't have turned on the detector.

Three hours later, Yang Ling stood on the top of a small hill that was not too high, his hands on his knees and tired like a dog sticking out his tongue, the speed of sixty kilometers per hour was basically his highest load now, and he was running to his destination without saving his physical strength, and he felt that he was about to collapse.

Below the hill is a small canyon, and at the end of the canyon is a small round bag, looking at this round bag, Yang Ling's heart began to be calm.

After so many years of archaeological study, there is no doubt that this round bag should be a tomb.

In such a desolate and lonely place, where there is no biological activity, there is a tomb!

The eccentricity revealed an incomparable depression, Yang Ling felt a little out of breath, and he was careful that his liver trembled badly.

Who the hell would be buried in this place?

He endured the pounding heart and walked slowly until he reached the front of the tomb.

A half-foot-tall grayish-white almost dry grass grew on the top of the mound, and a purple jade-like fruit grew on the top, which seemed to have a hint of life compared to the extremely desolate environment around it.

The fact that grass grows on the grave is natural on the earth, and if anyone hangs it and buries it in the soil, the grass does not grow on the grave for tens or hundreds of years, which is absolutely unnatural.

But here, this grass fell in Yang Ling's eyes, but it was so unnatural, uncoordinated, revealing a thick weirdness.

He licked his parched lips, hesitant to eat it, whether he could eat it or not, whether he could eat it on the grave.

He deeply doubted that as a normal earthling, everything on the grave had an eerie aura, which naturally had a curse effect, and he usually felt bad luck when he touched it, let alone ate it.

And in such a strange place, there is no trace of any human activity, and suddenly a grave appears, and the ghost knows what the hell is buried inside?

Will it be poisoned if you eat it? Or if you don't die of poisoning, it will become a different thing, just like when you saw seven mine slaves in the cave, people are not like people and ghosts.

Yang Ling couldn't help but shudder, the place where this thing grew was really not a place, and it was a question of whether to eat it or not. (To be continued.) )