Ma Yizheng lowered his head and thought hard about the best way out of the predicament, and suddenly sensed a bad breath falling from the sky, he hurriedly raised it to look, he really didn't know it, and he was startled when he saw it. www.biquge.info It turned out that the militants on the ground saw the black hole suddenly appearing under their feet, and they were also curious, but their curiosity was different from Cong, and they began to discuss with a group of people, but after discussing for a long time, they couldn't figure out how this black hole was formed, and what monsters were underneath. Everyone knows that these extremists in the country of El Death will think that the things they don't understand will be the things of the infidels. And for the infidels, they usually have only one means, and that is destruction!

So, one of the militants pulled out a bomb, pulled the safety out, threw it into the black hole with a flick of his hand.

He didn't mean to blow up Ma Yi or bury him alive, because he didn't know that Ma Yi was not dead, he was purely out of a way to destroy everything that had nothing to do with the doctrine or could not be explained by the doctrine, and the black hole in front of him, the reason for its appearance and existence, did not conform to their concept of knowledge, so it must be destroyed. Ma Yi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and thousands of grass and mud horses roared in front of him to attack the militants of the dead country of Aier.

Of course, his mouth was busy, and his hands did not dare to be idle, after all, grass and mud horses could not kill militants, nor could they resolve the crisis for him. He quickly took out the cymbal wheel from the storage space, enlarged it, and covered himself, and at this moment, the bomb exploded, Ma Yi didn't have time to congratulate himself on his fast movements, and escaped again, the black hole soil wall collapsed under the bomb explosion, and Ma Yi buried the cymbal wheel under the cymbal wheel tightly, Ma Yi stretched out his hand to lift the cymbal wheel up, and the cymbal wheel actually did not move.

"Torture, Brother Mo Fei is going to be buried alive here?"

Ma Yi was shocked, and after several attempts failed, he sat down on the ground. However, what happened next made him panic even more, because the space under the cymbal wheel was small, and the oxygen in it was consumed by him in a few breaths. After the lack of oxygen, his brain gradually began to be chaotic, his whole body seemed to be unable to exert energy, and the lobes of his lungs began to feel anxious. If he continues to stay here, sooner or later he will be suffocated.

However, being buried deep underground and unable to get any rescue, Ma Yi also knew that his chances of escape were very slim, but the instinct to survive made him unwilling to sit still, so he immediately gave up his decadence and regained his strength. Tianyan kept looking around, hoping that this black hole would have other passages to the outside, but in the end, he was disappointed, this black hole was just an isolated hole, and there were no other passages at all.

After a long time, his lungs were suffocating, so he lay on the ground, his face pressed to the ground, and slowly breathed in the oxygen in the crevices of the soil. Although the oxygen in the soil is pitiful, for Ma Yi, it is already his last straw.

"Whew...... It's comfortable! ”

After a few breaths, he turned his face, showing a very happy and satisfied expression on his face, as if Sister Feng had successfully seduced the legendary rich and handsome, and the crow turned into a phoenix in seconds. His brain was clearer, his lungs weren't so uncomfortable, and of course he knew very well that this wouldn't last long, and if he didn't want to escape from the black hole, it would only be a matter of time before he hung up.

However, before the cave entrance collapsed, the difficulty factor of escaping this black hole was already very large, and now, even the only hole entrance was blocked, and the hundreds of thousands of meters of landslide mud could not be moved away by him alone, obviously this difficulty coefficient was infinite. Moreover, there were Erdie militants at the mouth of the cave, and if he crawled out of the hole, it would be equivalent to hitting them with the muzzle of the gun, and if they noticed the movement, they would try a few more grenades from him before he reached the mouth of the cave, so that he would not be killed, but he would have to be buried alive again.

In the end, it was still a death.

How do you get out safely?

Ma Yi lay on his back on the ground and meditated, with a blood-colored cymbal wheel above his head. The cymbal wheel is a terrible artifact, at least so far, he is still satisfied with the performance of the cymbal wheel, and it is definitely the kind of satisfaction that you can do with me. The cymbal wheel is also a competitive game, with Ma Yi's current cultivation level, it is a very good protective armor, anti-explosion, anti-bullet is no longer a problem, let it carry hundreds of thousands of kilometers of landslide soil, and there is no pressure at all, when he cultivates to advance to the seventh level of vitality, it will be a good low-altitude flying machine, if it is repaired to more than nine, then, he can control it to travel between the universe.

Such a bullish artifact, even if it is placed in a fantasy novel, it should be a pretty awesome existence. Say yes for Mao, not say OK pinch? The reason is very simple, just because Xiao Bimu has read a fantasy novel in its entirety. Of course, it's not that fantasy novels are bad, but because the small pen is not open enough, I often read a few chapters, and I am decisively knotted by the mysterious storyline inside, and the whole person is covered in a cloud, like constipation...... Oh, no, it should be like walking into a maze, and the small pen itself is a road idiot, and when you enter the maze, you must decisively sit on wax.

Alas, Xiaobi has to express his heartfelt admiration for those gods who write fantasy, a fantasy novel, it must have millions of words! And all rely on the author's imagination out of thin air, all kinds of stories, all kinds of magic and funny, wood has a scientific basis, wood has a humanistic to follow, wood has a reference blueprint, not limited by time and space, imaginative, easy, but still written earth-shattering ghosts and gods, the ideological content is profound and mysterious, the story is magnificent, inspirational, bloody...... Belch...... Blood!

Copy, inexplicably, played an advertisement for fantasy novels.

You say, is Xiaobi sick?

Well, that's the end of the free advertising, otherwise, the pro-readers of Xiaobi will be dissatisfied, and will say that Xiaobi is making up the word count, or that Xiaobi is stupid, or that Xiaobi is selling out urban fantasy novels, which is really thankless. In order to comfort Xiaobi's young heart, the gods who write fantasy novels also say a few words for urban fantasy novels!

Straight to the point.

Ma Yi couldn't think of an escape method after thinking about it for a long time, so he began to wander a little again, and then he remembered the blood essence stone, the raw material for refining the cymbal wheel, this blood essence stone is a rare treasure that landed in the world from outer space. He thought of the Blood Essence Stone, and then he remembered the gang of drug dealers in the primeval forest of Laos, and the Blood Essence Stone was obtained from them, and then he remembered the bloody battle he had with them.

Then, from the bloody battle with the drug dealers, he inexplicably remembered the movie "Tunnel War" that he had watched n times. As for him for Mao will finally think of "Tunnel War", Xiaobi said that he seriously doesn't understand here, probably because pig's feet can't die so early, if pig's feet hang B in advance, this book will be over, but Xiaobi doesn't want to finish "The Invincible Doctor of the City" hastily! Otherwise, I'm so sorry for the book friends who have been reading!

Therefore, Xiaobi has to find a way to escape death for the pig's feet in this book.

Of course, you can also understand that Ma Yi couldn't survive, and in the process of waiting for death, his brain was full of boredom. The brain hole was opened, of course, a miracle happened, and then he thought of digging tunnels from "Tunnel War".

Ma Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, yes, although he was buried underground, he could still breathe, since he was still angry, why didn't he give it a go for Mao? Maybe you could dig a tunnel and escape unharmed? It's a stupid solution, but it's not a good one, and so far, it's the only way to keep yourself alive.

Since it's the only way, why don't you try it for Mao? Even if you still can't escape death in the end, it's better than sitting back and waiting for death, right? After all, I have already worked hard, so even if I die, I will die with a clear conscience! That's because it's not my sin that Heaven will destroy me. So, he immediately cheered up and began to dig tunnels. The soil here was originally loose, coupled with his sixfold ability to cultivate the true vitality, coupled with his survival instinct, it completely stimulated his potential, so even if he dug with his bare hands, the speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he dug several meters of tunnels.

It's just that oxygen is scarce in the black hole, and the uncle who sells air doesn't dare to do business on the territory of the country of Ai'er, and then sell a few cans to Ma Yi to solve his urgent needs, so he has to stop working every once in a while, and then put his face close to the ground, breathing the oxygen in the cracks of the soil, and fortunately he is a cultivator, so just a little bit of oxygen can barely let him support him for a while, if it was an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been suffocated to death. He was like a diligent groundhog, digging tunnels with his bare hands. In order to save as much space as possible to accumulate floating soil, the tunnel he dug was very small, allowing him to crawl through alone, because it was an inclined excavation, and the floating soil could almost automatically fall down, which also saved him a lot of effort to drain the floating soil.

When a person, as if he is a cultivator, once the small universe erupts, his ability is indeed amazing, in less than an hour, Ma Yi actually dug a tunnel about 100 meters long, at this speed, in about 10 hours, he can go up to the ground. And with his sixfold strength of cultivating true vitality, during these 10 hours, he didn't eat, drink, sleep, or rest.

In a word, he is now a pure green excavator, full of horsepower, working hard.

As the tunnel extended one meter by one, Ma Yi's mood gradually improved, and he was thinking about whether to hum a few times "The sky in the liberated area is a sunny ......day" such a divine comedy, chatting to express his happy mood of being in a desperate situation, but unfortunately he didn't have time to open his mouth, and the tips of his fingers suddenly touched a hard object, judging from the touch, it should be a stone, and it seems that its volume is not small.

Torture! Dare not be so dramatic!

Ma Yi was in a good mood, and he was instantly killed by this stone blocking the way, and at the same time, he couldn't help but break out with the word "copy".