Mixed Miners

"Pluto Master Rao..."

"and many more……"

"咔嚓~"

Qu Lie turned his head in horror, but the words had not been finished yet. A large purple hand directly cut off his neck, and at the same time volleyed, accompanied by a red flash, a red statue about one foot long was Grabbed it out, and then stuffed it into the mouth of the purple statue. After a few mouthfuls, it was swallowed down. It was quickly dissolved by the golden light. The purple statue quickly rose up to two meters at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yang Ling put his arms down, and Nimadin Cong was too fast. He had been killed before he could stop the fight, but he also breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he began to worry about Ding Cong.

The purple illusion of the statue that ate the body of Qu Lie slowly disappeared into Ding Cong's body and disappeared, but Ding Cong suddenly softened like a bone, and slammed into the ground and stunned.

Waiting for Ding Cong to wake up, it is already two days later.

On the wasteland, more than 20,000 of the Mighty Warriors and thousands of beasts are all gathered together in a tense manner, one by one.

Meditation stood with his hands on his side, and the armor of his chest was recessed into a big pit, and the sweat on his forehead was rolling.

Ding Cong’s picture of the neck was like a curse that repeated in front of his eyes.

"Do you really feel no problem?" Yang Ling frowned and asked Ding Cong.

"No problem, the realm seems to have grown a lot!" Ding Cong shook his head.

"Be careful in the future, I am afraid this Pluto is not a good bird!" For Ding Cong's encounter, Yang Ling really does not have much way to guard against it. He can only take a step and see one step. Besides, there are bronze statues in his body. The future is a blessing. It’s a disaster, I don’t know.

"Let's go! It's not a blessing, it's a curse. It's a curse. But Pluto doesn't know where it is. How can I care for our slag?" Ding Cong waved his hand, and the singer's face was pale. Opened, rumbling and rushing to the huge crack at the end of the wasteland.

Nearly a thousand kilometers of a dark crack in time and space, the black mist of tens of thousands of miles is swallowed up, and when you step into the crack, you can really feel the difference, time, space and other rules are inside. They are completely distorted. Every time they take a step, they will feel empty and empty. The rocks under their feet are like activities. They are constantly annihilated and reborn. The first step is the passage. The blink of an eye will turn into a rock or a broken abyss. I don’t know where to go.

The geniuses that came out in front of them were just standing in front of them. Most of them were small tribes. Of course, some of the larger tribes were able to successfully get out of it under 50% of the mortality rate. They are all lucky guys.

These people are so hard to escape from the inside, but now they are driven back to go, one by one like a dead aunt, but no one dares to resist, the Nether God and the judge are the terrorist organizations under the Pluto. They are all murderers who don’t blink. Most of them have witnessed that Qu Lie was easily killed by Ding Cong. They are all honest and sly like each other. According to their own experience of walking out of the way, they carefully walked into the crack. .

More than 20,000 Guardian soldiers, lined up in a squadron, covered more than ten kilometers.

Yangling’s brothers and a group of demons stood behind the huge three-headed wolf.

A group of demons now have self-knowledge. No matter where Yang Ling goes, they will follow where they are. Once they are thrown away by Yang Ling, they are estimated to be alone in this ghostly wilderness, or they may be killed by the genius or by the beasts. There are no dead bone slag.

As for how long this crack is, all the people who came out were unclear. Some said that it was only a few hundred meters, some said that there were thousands of kilometers, and the fastest one came out from the inside. Minutes, and the longest one has gone for more than a month.

Therefore, this crack is a place where time and space are completely disordered. The various rules are incomplete and there is a huge conflict between them. It is far from reaching the point where the rules are stable. The path inside is constantly annihilating and reorganizing. Time laps and space vortices are everywhere. If you step out of it, you will fall into another place. The danger is everywhere. Once you are separated, you can never take care of each other. You may be trapped somewhere in the crack until you dead.

Everyone has no doubt about this.

With so many genres as cannon fodder, Yang Ling has no doubt that he can safely pass through the crack to find the planet.

But no matter how careful, as the continual deepening, there are still many genres who are constantly disappearing or being imprisoned in various strange ways, or being directly smashed into pieces by the power of sudden space, or squeezed into pieces, or blinking. It has become very small, just like there are countless spaces, but I am still eagerly moving forward, or I am trapped in a time vortex, flying fast in the rapid passage of time under the watchful eyes of my peers. The old man, the blink of an eye, the life is exhausted and then turned into a pile of white bones and turned into a phoenix ash completely annihilated ~ www.readwn.com ~ or is caught in a slow and slow time freeze can not get rid of, fixed in there forever Unable to move, can only be starved to death.

Along the way, I still see the Ming people coming out from the inside, and some are trapped in various distorted time and space. I watched the tribes stunned themselves and feared that they would not help. In this strange place, no one has this ability, and no one has a life to save them.

Various strange time and space phenomena emerge in an endless stream. Yang Ling and others follow behind the genus as a group of ugly babies. Although they are fearful, they have seen countless situations that they have never seen or even thought about.

"I rely on, come on, it seems that you can leave the magical field!" Yu Qiang pointed at the surprise of a crack in a constantly creeping space.

So everyone carefully took a look and saw it. Sure enough, in a gap of seven or eight meters wide, the stars inside were flashing, the magnificent nebula was clear, and the movement was still slow.

A group of people looked at each other and then stared at Yang Ling together.

Yang Ling hesitated and shook his head: "This crack is not stable, if you rush in..."

"噗~"

Yang Ling’s words have not been finished yet. This crack suddenly bursts like a glass. A dark vortex appears out of thin air. The surrounding space suddenly shakes up, and a large piece of the film collapses into the black hole.