An Qingli sacrificed the stone and it came out of the Mustard Seed Space. The stone fell to the ground normally, and An Qingli successfully took it back into the Mustard Seed Space.
An Qingli threw another stone at the stone wall of the tomb. The stone also fell to the ground normally, but it fell to the ground before it touched the stone wall.
"How could this be?" Xiao Jintan frowned.
An Qingli threw another stone, but it also fell to the ground without touching the stone wall.
There was no sound of stones falling to the ground, but no sound of stones colliding with the stone wall.
"The stone wall is obviously so close, but we can't touch it." Xiao Lingxi was anxious.
Since he couldn't reach the stone wall, An Qingli had no choice but to manipulate the mustard seed space and try underground.
Going underground went smoothly.
First there is a layer of loose, dry soil.
The soil is not thick either, only three feet deep.
As the soil goes down, there are bluestone bricks.
The bluestone brick secret room, it is very difficult for the mustard space to penetrate the bluestone brick.
The interior of bluestone bricks can be seen as countless small and irregularly distributed particles.
There is only a small space for mustard seeds, and we have to walk zigzag curves within the stone bricks, which is very time-consuming.
Penetrating physical objects is not the specialty of Mustard Space, but it is easy to penetrate the formation barrier.
Bingfeng opened her eyes to take a look.
There are eighteen layers of underground bluestone bricks, which are a hundred meters thick. The mustard space is zigzag and zigzag. If you want to go to the end, hundreds of years will not be enough.
An Qingli manipulated the Mustard Seed space to move down a section. With a thought, a cyan crescent moon cut out of the space and went straight down, directly penetrating five layers of bluestone bricks.
This bluestone brick is extremely hard and refined from special materials. It is commonly used in cemetery treasure houses, but it is still very rare to have eighteen floors of underground bricks like the Tomb of King Yao.
The An Qing Fence in the late Nascent Soul stage has nearly 97% wood spirit roots. A wood attribute Crescent Slash was sacrificed, but it only penetrated five layers.
As soon as the Crescent Slash came out, the five layers of bluestone bricks immediately had a deep crescent groove that went vertically downwards.
Mustard Seed Space goes about twenty meters down smoothly.
An Qingli performed four more Crescent Slashes in succession, and the bluestone bricks underground were almost broken through.
Mustard Seed Space hurriedly went down dozens of meters.
Only the bottom bluestone brick is left, which is only five or six meters thick.
Bingfeng said that as long as the bluestone brick is opened, and there is loose soil below, it should be easier to escape.
Just should.
Bingfeng's heartstrings were tense and her words were very uncertain.
Because the first Crescent Slash broke five bluestone bricks at once, the second one broke four, the third one even less, the fourth and fifth one even less.
It was as if there was an inexplicable force that invisibly dispelled the Crescent Slash with the same power.
The closer you get to the inner wall of the tomb, the more powerful this inexplicable force becomes.
"Whether there is a possibility, you need to try it first. It is better than just waiting for death and making random assumptions."
An Qingli had a thought in his mind and sacrificed the Crescent Moon again.
Crescent Blade suddenly came out of the mustard space, and collided with the blue bricks blocking the road, sparking a few hot sparks, and then leaving a three-inch deep groove.
Only three inches deep.
An Qingli sacrificed Crescent Slash again, but it was only two inches deep.
Xiao Jintan frowned: "The closer you get to the bottom of the tomb, the more your magic power will be reduced. The power of space here is so powerful."
An Qingli thought again, and a few drops of extremely corrosive poisonous insect liquid came out of the mustard space and dripped into the groove.
This poisonous insect liquid was obtained from the room full of black corpse insects, and its corrosive power is astonishing.
Smoke puffed up from the groove.
But in the blink of an eye, a large pit three meters wide and five meters deep was corroded here.
A big pit like a funnel.
A few drops of venom gathered at the bottom of the pit.
Then the big pit stopped extending downward.
Weirdly tight.
It is clear that the venom is still at the bottom of the pit, but it does not continue to corrode.
An Qingli used his consciousness to explore, and found that those few drops of extremely corrosive venom seemed to be suspended on the thin green bricks that were left, but they would not go down any further.
"The walls of the tomb cannot be touched."
An Qingli sighed, collected the few drops of black insect liquid and returned it to the mustard seed space, and then used the Ruyi Red Flame Sword.
Half of the Ruyi Red Flame Sword came out of the mustard seed space, and half of the Ruyi Red Flame Sword stayed in the mustard seed space.
An Qingli held the Ruyi Red Flame Sword, injected spiritual power into it, and swung it hard on the thin layer of blue bricks.
But what makes An Qingli feel chilly is that the blue bricks, which are obviously hard, are as soft as cotton.
In other words, An Qingli's powerful thrust just now could pierce even a person in the realm of transformation, but when she thrust hard, an invisible force quietly dissolved her downward force.
An Qingli exerted a lot of force, but the tip of the Ruyi Red Flame Sword did not drop at all. It was like there was a soft film of water that bounced away everything that was close to the water film.
Xiao Jintan once again sighed: "This space is so powerful, it traps everything, even the mustard seed space, allowing them to enter but not get out."
An Qingli took back the Ruyi Red Flame Sword.
Smelting Fire took the initiative to ask for help.
An Qingli sighed. Although he knew that the smelting fire was probably in vain, he still put half of it out of the mustard space.
The Mustard Seed Space quickly moved upwards, exiting the 100-meter-thick underground bluestone bricks.
Half of the smelting fire quickly went down, taking a posture of dying together, and slammed into the bottom of the big pit.
However, an invisible force suddenly blocked the smelting fire.
The smelting fire went down hard, trying to completely burn the thin green brick.
But the flames screamed ferociously, but they never reached the bottom of the funnel pit.
"What a powerful space restriction. It extends infinitely close to the inner wall. It is not comparable to those space magic weapons." The Smelting Fire returned with a frustrated sigh.
A space magic weapon such as the Golden House Space only expands a space inside. The weapon refiner uses special materials to create it according to the techniques passed down from his ancestors. Even if there is some extension to the internal space, it is only a limited extension.
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Even if the smelting fire of such space magic weapons is trapped inside, it can be destroyed from the inside.
But the spatial extension in this tomb is equivalent to infinite extension for the current smelting fire. The smelting fire has no way to use it.
In the empty tomb, An Qingli collected half of the smelting fire and returned it to the Mustard Seed Space.
The smelting fire that split into two pieces merged into one again.
"Master, will we be trapped here forever?" He sighed, having fully understood the powerful smelting fire.
An Qingli said in a deep voice: "We haven't reached a desperate situation yet, so there is no need to be so depressed."
The little Pegasus looked at An Qing's luck on the fence. That's right, it was still three levels of purple luck.
But he has been trapped here and will not die for a while. These three stages of purple luck are considered reasonable.
Little Lingxi walked into An Qingli's arms, looked up and stared at An Qingli, her big eyes filled with sadness and said: "There are obviously no good things in the tomb, why do you have to set up such a powerful formation with no return?"