Another three days passed, and the two came to the vicinity of the giant sinkhole. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Standing on the edge of the sinkhole, Yang Ling cautiously let go of his divine thoughts to observe, it was almost a bottomless abyss inside, and with the powerful energy interference, the place after more than ten kilometers was gradually blurred and could not be seen clearly.

Yang Ling has a toothache, the divine thoughts that have swept thousands of miles or even the entire earth on the earth, after leaving the earth, many places cannot be used, and any small place will be greatly disturbed and suppressed, it can be seen that the divine thoughts are not omnipotent, and they also reflect the complex environment in the universe, to detect deeper and farther, they need more powerful divine soul power.

The stick was stunned for a moment and said, "Boss, I can detect a depth of almost seventy kilometers, it doesn't seem to be dangerous, do you want to go down and take a look?"

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

Yang Ling stepped on the flying sword, controlling his speed and slowly descending, squatting in front of the flying sword, with a careful face, constantly scanning the surroundings and the environment below.

As the descent gets deeper and deeper, the surroundings are getting darker and darker, and finally gradually falls into a pitch black, this is really pitch black, the kind that is impermeable to light, the light seems to be in this sinkhole, and it is also disturbed by the powerful energy distortion, and the eyes can't receive any light information, so the situation of seeing night as day on the earth is completely unworkable here, and you can only rely on divine thoughts to observe the surrounding situation.

Half an hour later, Yang Ling stopped.

According to the calculation of the stick, they had descended close to a hundred kilometers, and by this position, Yang Ling had almost become a blind man, and the scanning range of the stick had also been compressed to almost a kilometer, and the interference was extremely strong, and the core program was always in a state of warning.

"Boss, you can't go any deeper, the situation below is unknown!" the stick reminded cautiously.

Yang Ling was silent for a while and nodded, and when he was about to return, there seemed to be a sound coming from below.

"Did you hear that?" Yang Ling thought it was a hallucination in his ears.

The stick shook his head very depressedly and said: "Boss, my perception depends on scanning feedback, where can I hear things, if there is really a sound, the air around me will definitely vibrate, I will find out at the first time, so, it must be that you have been in a coma for too long, and you have auditory hallucinations......"

Before the stick finished speaking, his face suddenly changed and he roared, "Boss, run! It's the space tide~"

In fact, as soon as the stick opened its mouth, Yang Ling had already controlled the flying sword to turn around, so at the same time as the stick shouted, the flying sword had already turned into a streamer, holding him and the stick to fly towards the entrance of the cave.

"Hum~"

The air around him began to tremble slightly, then turned into a vibration, and in the blink of an eye, the vibration turned into a large fluctuation, and the hula hit the walls of the cave around the sinkhole like a tide of the sea, making a continuous noise, and a large amount of rock and gravel was knocked down, and the waterfall fell like water.

A terrifying low sound came from the bottom of the cave, and as the fluctuations in the air intensified, the sound grew louder and louder, and soon thundered like a rushing tide.

A blue glow emerged from the bottom of the endless pitch-black cavern.

"Boom~"

A thunderclap exploded behind Yang Ling, so frightened that he almost fell off the flying sword with a tremor under his feet, he didn't have to look back at this time, in his mind, the blue dazzling light filled the entire sinkhole, and the sand and gravel that was shaken by the tide was shaken by the blue light under the impact of the blue light, and soon turned into a steaming cloud of multicolored ion smoke, which was rolling out like a tide of crazy eruption.

"Boss ~ Fast ~ Fast ~ "

The stick squatting on the flying sword looked down in horror, his face distorted almost invisible, and his mouth kept crying and howling.

Sweat rolled down Yang Ling's forehead, at this time, he had already put out the lifeless output of his vitality, without reservation, and the vitality supported the power of the divine soul to urge the formation in the flying sword to the extreme that he could play.

At this time, the flying sword was like a bolt of lightning, flashing white light in the sinkhole to cut through the pitch black, and in the slight flicker, it had shot out for more than ten kilometers.

But no matter how fast the flying sword was, it was never as fast as the ion cloud that erupted from the rage.

The blue light of the tide quickly rushed behind the two of them, and in the blue light, multicolored ion clouds rolled over the mountains and crashed into the flying sword like a tsunami.

At the moment of the collision, an overwhelming force shook Yang Ling's vitality all over his body, and the divine thought that connected the flying sword lost the support of the vitality, and the flying sword lost control and was directly impacted out by the tide.

"Puff~Puff~"

Yang Ling felt as if he had been hit by an intercontinental missile, and with the blue light and ion cloud ejected out, the blood that spurted out was vaporized into nothingness as soon as it was released, and his body seemed to suddenly fall into magma, and his skin and muscles were instantly scorched.

"Boss~!"

The stick was also thrown up at the same time, and when he saw Yang Ling's appearance, he couldn't help but scream in horror, and then his body began to deform rapidly, turning into a huge shield to protect Yang Ling.

"Boss, figure it out, I can't last long. The anxious sound of the stick came from inside the shield.

"Poof~" Yang Ling spurted out another mouthful of blood, and he didn't even have time to see what he was burned into, he endured the severe pain all over his body, a black light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and a small gourd as black as jade appeared in front of him, and he reached out and pulled the stopper off.

In the Shenhai Cave, the water of Shenyuan Lake set off a wave dozens of meters high, and the Soul Suppression Tower suddenly rose to a height of hundreds of meters, and then a violent Divine Soul Fluctuation came out from Yang Ling's body.

A pitch-black whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of the mouth of the small gourd, the whirlpool became larger and larger, and at the same time, a powerful suction force burst out from the whirlpool, and suddenly, the surrounding whistling and transpiring ion clouds and blue light all rushed towards the black hole, flowing faster and faster, and finally converged into a colorful huge tornado like a long whale absorbing water and was sucked into the small gourd.

The spatial tide stopped in an instant, and all of them were swallowed up by the black hole, Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his hand to retract the flying sword that had been thrown a few kilometers away.

Five minutes...... Ten minutes...... Twenty minutes......

Yang Ling insisted hard, he didn't know how long it was, only that the blue light under the sinkhole seemed to be endless, and the Yangtze River fell into the whirlpool like a raging river.

Large drops of sweat mixed with blood continued to drip from his scorched skin.

So far, he can only grit his teeth and insist, either he sucked all the blue light into the soul suppression realm, or he was blown into ashes by the blue light.

Nearly half an hour passed, and the water of the Yuan Qi Lake in Yang Ling's Divine Sea Cave had basically dried up, and his divine thoughts began to blur. (To be continued.) )