A howling yellow wind passed through the black mountains, but it accidentally brought up a piece of sand. The sand was like mist and thick ink, expressing the lonely and desolate mood in the sky.
"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and a small earth bag suddenly bulged on the ground in the mountains.
This earthen bag is only about the size of a palm, about ten centimeters in height, and can vaguely show the shape of five fingers, which looks extremely abrupt.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
There were three muffled sounds in a row again, and this time the shape of the soil bag was no longer blurry, but showed a clear palm shape, and each palm was higher than the other, and each palm was clearer than the other.[
This situation looks like someone is struggling underground and trying hard to get to the surface.
After four palms, the ground suddenly calmed down, the palm prints no longer appeared, the wind disappeared, and the mountains returned to their original appearance, as if nothing had happened just now.
But storms always need time to accumulate strength. The deeper the calm, the more terrifying the power contained in it.
After three or four seconds of absolute peace, a huge and violent roar suddenly sounded, and a huge pit suddenly appeared on the originally smooth and solid ground. Then, a large piece of soil rushed out of the pit.
The soil ball jumped into the air, trembled violently and then exploded in all directions. As the mud particles flew in all directions, a figure appeared in the air, it was Lu Qingyu who disappeared at the end of the fourth floor.
Lu Qingyu has been in a state of dreaming and waking up since he was wrapped in the mud from the mouth of the ferocious beast on the fourth floor.
The mud was so hard that Lu Qingyu couldn't get out even if he used all his strength.
The mud is very soft, so soft that it can flow like a liquid in unknown spaces.
In this way, the mud carried Lu Qingyu's body and kept drifting forward. Lu Qingyu seemed to have turned into a piece of human-shaped amber, and he could not control his progress or retreat.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Qingyu finally felt that the mud around him was gradually coming to a standstill. It seemed that it was about to reach its end point, but Lu Qingyu did not dare to let the mud stop completely.
Because based on the hardness of the mud, if it were to completely stop solidifying, Lu Qingyu would have no possibility of escaping. Therefore, when the mud was about to stop, Lu Qingyu launched an all-out assault.
Perhaps because the mud was at the balance point between soft and hard, the mud ball that was as tough as brown sugar showed obvious signs of slackening along the way, so Lu Qingyu decisively printed a few sky-capturing moves upwards. , wanted to further test the hardness of the soil layer, which was also the origin of the four previous palm prints.
After confirming the possibility of escape, Lu Qingyu concentrated on brewing for a few breaths. First, he used a limit-range ethereal storm to open up a little bit of the casting range for himself, and then used all his strength to strike out with a Phoenix Strike. Chop, it successfully penetrated through the soil layer.
However, when Lu Qingyu rushed out of the ground and fell back to the surface from mid-air, before he could stand firm, two vague pressures suddenly suppressed him from the sky.
The two pressures came from nowhere, as if they were shooting down from the highest point in the sky. Their shadows were so huge that Lu Qingyu's chest immediately felt tight, and then he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Fortunately, these two pressures did not seem to have any obvious killing intent, so apart from spitting out the blood, Lu Qingyu suffered no other injuries.
In fact, even this mouth of blood was not intentional by these two pressures. They seemed to just want to come here to look at Lu Qingyu casually. It was just because the realms were so different that they visibly hurt Lu Qingyu.
Lu Qingyu raised his head, feeling the two pressures echoing in the sky, and an unbearable feeling suddenly rose in his heart. This feeling was very uncomfortable, as if someone had stepped on the soles of his feet at will. generally.
As if feeling Lu Qingyu's stubborn gaze, a pressure shook slightly in annoyance, and then slowly sank for a few minutes. Forced by this pressure, Lu Qingyu felt as if a thousand kilograms were suddenly carried on his shoulders. The burden is average