Squeak!

With a piercing scream, the five sharp claws effortlessly cut through the deck, and Yang Yi's right hand gripped the gap tightly.

As if performing an aerial stunt, Yang Yi hung from the reversed flying magic weapon with one hand.

The wind was still strong, and the damaged Sky Flying Magic Weapon also trembled violently, and Yang Yi was simply a straw, constantly shaking and drifting with the blowing of the wind and the trembling of the Flying Magic Weapon. It's just that the straw of Yang Yi is so tenacious, the hurricane as sharp as a sword and the violent trembling of the flying magic weapon can't shake off this straw.

Throwing rat bogey, other flying magic weapons didn't know how to deal with it for a while, Yang Yi seemed so weak on the flying magic weapon, and kept floating in the wind, even if the flying magic weapon had firmly locked him, but none of the flying magic weapons dared to attack, because the success rate of their companion's flying magic weapons was as high as seventy percent.

Perhaps it was because Yang Yi broke through a part of the protective array of the flying magic weapon, causing a sudden disorder of the formation in the flying magic weapon, and at the same time that Yang Yi broke through the protective magic array, the flying magic weapon had already lost control, trembling violently, while rushing towards the open underground shelter.

The speed was getting faster and the altitude was getting lower and lower, and Yang Yi knew that the flying magic weapon would crash into the underground shelter in a matter of seconds.

Yang Yi smiled, although the taste of escaping death was not comfortable, Yang Yi knew that he had persevered.

The ground is getting closer and closer, although the speed is getting faster and faster, Yang Yi is not worried, the huge impact will make him uncomfortable for a while, but with the strength of the body of a heaven-level peak realm cultivator, coupled with the reaction force of the last attack on the flying magic weapon, it is enough for Yang Yi to escape.

Although it was a short period of time, Yang Yi had already calculated everything, and the results were quickly clear.

Five seconds is simply a sentence or even a yawn time, but in this short period of time, Yang Yi actually died several times in a row, and there was a continuous turnaround, and the huge psychological pressure made Yang Yi such a tough person can't help but jump wildly.

Yikes!

Just when the flying magic weapon was about to hit the ground, and Yang Yi was only less than a hundred meters away from the ground, Yang Yi exhaled and opened his voice, and instantly gathered all the true qi in his body again, and the true qi in his body suddenly burst out, and with the power of reverberation, Yang Yi kicked the flying magic weapon fiercely with both feet.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Yang Yi stepped heavily on the flying magic weapon, and with the help of a huge reaction force, Yang Yi suddenly let go of his right hand, and the whole person flew out upside down.

As soon as he jumped into the air, several true qi immediately struck, and brilliant colors flashed again.

However, Yang Yi didn't care about everything, and he was attacked immediately after leaving the flying magic weapon, and these Yang Yi had already expected it.

With a slight smile, Yang Yi suddenly turned around in the air, and on his head and feet, the silver cyclone suddenly burst out from under his feet, as if it was suddenly ejected, Yang Yi suddenly paused in the air, and then rushed out like a talisman armor, the silver air flow was like the tail of a comet, and it also showed a colorful light under the reflection of the colorful true qi, but the silver still flashed out in this light.

Rumble!

Like a meteorite, Yang Yi protected his head with his right hand, and the whole person was like a dart, slamming into the ground, and suddenly a deep hole appeared, and the sand and dust caused by the violent impact could not be close to the hole within three meters.

Brush!

Closely following behind Yang Yi, four colorful true qi impacts bombarded at the same time, a huge roar sounded again, the hole that had just formed disappeared in an instant, and even greater smoke and dust floated up, covering almost the entire area, and it was simply impossible to see five fingers in the dust.

After attacking several times in succession, the flying magic weapon suddenly stopped attacking, but they still did not leave, but hovered in the air, waiting for the smoke and dust to disperse.

It only took a few minutes for the sand and dust to subside, and the sand that had been smelted by the true qi fell like raindrops.

There were no holes in the stones, no holes in the body, and the entire underground shelter was calm again, except for the roar of those flying magic weapons as they circled in the air.

Everything was calm, the hordes of iron-eating demon beasts dispersed, and the iron-eating demon beasts slowly closed their stomachs and hid their true qi launchers.

As if unwilling, the flying magic weapon was another intensive bombardment of the rocks, but they did not forget their own mission, and divided two flying magic weapons to snatch the wreckage of the crashed flying magic weapon together with the miners, and all the flying magic weapons quickly returned to the formation, protecting the iron-eating demon beast to store the magic weapon and retreat.

The iron-eating demon beast's storage weapon and flying magic weapon quickly moved away, and silence returned to the underground shelter, and even the sound of a piece of sand falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

One-minute, two-minute, five-minute ......

Syllable!

After ten minutes of silence in the entire underground shelter, a strange voice sounded, and at the edge of the ground covered with sand, a piece of ground that had crystallized suddenly shattered, and a small piece of crystal suddenly flew out, forming a deep hollow, and a hand suddenly stretched out......

Looking at the scars all over his body, Yang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, since he came here, several times or three times, Yang Yi didn't even risk his life to survive safely.

Maybe it's good luck that Yang Yi can survive the danger again and again and pick up a small life, but who can guarantee that this luck will always be with Yang Yi?

Having just walked less than a third of the way, it was already so dangerous, thinking about the swamp he was about to face and the southern rainforest that might have been the base of the miners, Yang Yi sighed helplessly.

But then all of Yang Yi's unhappiness was quickly forgotten by him, because he saw the special metal that had been wrapped around his right hand.

Unleashing a trace of spiritual power, Yang Yi discovered the appearance of metals, and of course he would not miss the opportunity to find the places where these metals were hidden before.

With the silver cyclone, Yang Yi's spirit came to the meridians of his right hand.

Mist, a cloud of mist, and it is almost the same color as the mysterious power, this kind of mist Yang Yi has seen more than once, but Yang Yi has never cared, after all, even in his own meridians, but those silver cyclones will still be reflected by the natural light of the body to emit silver light, and that kind of light is like mist.

Noticing the difference, Yang Yi slowly withdrew all the silver cyclones.

Nothing has changed, the gloves are still there, and the sharp claws are still there.

How exactly do you control this metal solution?

Yang Yi made a mistake at this time.

If you change back to your original appearance, and this metal solution is on call, then you have really picked up a treasure.

Thinking of the metal solution's strong defense ability, thinking of the metal solution's sharp attack, Yang Yi's unhappiness just now suddenly disappeared.

And unconsciously, when Yang Yi was a little YY, the metal solution that had been wrapping Yang Yi's right fist actually flowed slowly, and then turned into a cloud of silver mist, which was instantly inhaled into his body.

Odd?

Yang Yi immediately probed out his spiritual power again, and at the moment when the metal solution was withdrawn into his body as if he felt his thoughts, Yang Yi suddenly rose to a trace of enlightenment.

Turning into a claw is also in my own imagination, and being absorbed by my body at this time is still the consequence of my unintentional thinking.

Could it be that this metal solution can be completely controlled by itself?

Thinking of this, Yang Yi couldn't help but get excited, and the spiritual power he probed was immediately close to the metal solution, and Yang Yi's mind fantasized about driving him to swim into his body.