The moment he stepped onto the surface, he felt reborn, and he looked back at the underground tunnel. Ignoring the inquiring eyes of those underworld races next to him, he decided to return to the underworld immediately, this Xuanhuang Realm was much more complicated than he imagined. Less than a minute after he flew into the sky, there was a loud noise on the ground, and when he looked back, he almost fell from the sky in fright.

Niujiaozhai, which originally gathered more than a dozen main battle races in the underworld, has now become a large pit with a diameter of tens of thousands of zhang, and that pit is at least a thousand zhang deep. Looking at the powerhouses who had escaped dozens of Dao Realms and Void Realms in the air, he was in a cold sweat on his face, and he didn't even say hello, he flew directly into the distance, he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Xianyang, which is less than 100 miles away from Niujiaozhai, after a violent tremor, half of the city wall collapsed, and the houses collapsed countless times. Liang Jun, who was discussing with Wang Yuan how to have a group wedding for his brothers in the hall, pulled Wang Yuan out of the house as fast as he could, and then he saw the house collapse like a pile of blocks.

"Is this an earthquake?" Liang Jun and Wang Yuankou looked at it dumbfounded, Xianyang City, which was full of broken tiles and ruins, was still prosperous in the city at the last moment, and at this moment the house collapsed and there were countless deaths and injuries.

'Set, set. Liang Jun stood in the courtyard full of broken tiles, shouting loudly.

After a while, the warriors gathered around him in twos and threes, and he carefully counted the number of people, one hundred and twenty-three, one hundred and twenty-four. After ten minutes, the number was fixed at three hundred and fifty-seven, and no warriors crawled out of the rubble.

Liang Jun's heart was dripping blood at the moment, and a pair of eyes were bloodshot and looked at everyone present, "Pick it up for me, pick it up for me." Hurry, everyone, hurry. ”

Wang Yuan picked up a corpse on his back, his face was as cold as frost, this was the thirteenth giant corpse, and only seven seriously injured people had been found so far, which meant that there were still many brothers who were crushed underneath.

Two hours later, in front of them were thirty-nine corpses, twenty-seven seriously wounded. Everyone's hearts were like a big stone, heavy and abnormal, this sudden disaster made the Black Wing Battalion lose one percent, far more than the loss of a big battle.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Liang Jun exhaled deeply, "Wang Yuan, you stay and take care of the wounded, and I will take my brother to the city to help the people." ”

Wang Yuan shook his head, "It's better for me to go, Wang Lang is not here, it's better for you to stay in the camp." ”

Speaking of Wang Lang, the two of them stared at the direction of Niujiaozhai, where they couldn't see anything except a large piece of smoke and dust. With a sigh, the two of them went about their work according to their respective division of labor.

Waking up from the coma, Wang Lang found that his body not only did not recover, but also suffered more serious injuries, and it was even difficult to breathe at the moment, but the surroundings were full of mud and the air was very thin.

His physique is considered to be strong, but in the case of serious injuries, he is a tiger with his hands and feet tied, and he feels a little like he has nowhere to move. What to do? How to escape, dig tunnels, physical injuries, physical exhaustion, plus lack of air, it is really a difficult task.

He arched hard in the soil, and finally gave him a little space to arch, and it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe at the moment. Air, by the way, I don't know if there's one in the Marauder store.

really let him find it, nature's original compressed air, five gold coins per liter, and after taking a breath of seemingly fresh air, his brain cleared up. This is not a place to stay for a long time, and he must escape quickly, this is his biggest idea at the moment.

He didn't know that not far from him, a phantom was curiously observing him, very strange with the gas canister he had pulled out.

The death of the Wing Wing gave him a lot of experience, and his level increased by twenty, but it was a pity that he didn't even bother to look at the basic attributes that had risen by upgrading that little. The 10 billion plunder points that burst out can be of great use, directly raising the recovery battle flag to the intermediate level, the recovery speed has been increased by twenty times, and the injury is slowly recovering.

It took nearly half a day to drag the seriously injured body to finally dig out of the ground, and the sight turned out to be the huge corpse of the eight-armed King Kong. This is a piece of space left after the underground collapse, the area is not large, only two hundred meters in circumference, and the height above the head is only tens of meters.

With this gap, for the time being, he decided to recuperate for a while before making further plans.

For two days, he did nothing, lying next to the body of the eight-armed King Kong, at this time his injuries had recovered a little, and he was not covered in pain when he moved. Looking at this huge corpse, in his opinion, the Heavenly Realm Beast is a good thing, and he can't let it go, so he tried it, and the Void Ring actually took this huge corpse into it.

As soon as the body of the eight-armed King Kong was gone, the space in this area suddenly became a lot larger, and after looking around, he decided to dig diagonally upward.

A day later, he was awakened in his sleep, and the evasive transparent figure beside him had no information at all under the eyes of the probe, which made him extremely uneasy.

'Who are you?' He asked tentatively.

"Who am I?" The transparent phantom fluctuated for a while, and after floating around him, it looked at him.

Obviously, his figure was transparent, but Wang Lang could feel the incomparably deep eyes, like an aurora shooting from the sky, "Who am I?" Haha, time, space, name, no longer mean anything to me. ”

"Don't you have a name?" When Wang Lang saw that this mysterious person would answer, the uneasiness in his heart was slightly reduced, and the danger of being able to communicate was less.

"If I have to ask, I can use a name, Ji Hongbin, although I am not a complete him, I can also use his name." The words of the mysterious phantom made Wang Lang a little confused.

"Okay, Mr. Ji, what are you looking for me?" Wang Lang looked at this strange phantom cautiously.

"Training you will allow you to carry some heavy loads."

"Train me, why?"

"Because I like you and think you have value in training." This phantom named Ji Hongbin floated in front of his eyes, and the pair of transparent eyes were about to touch his nose.

Wang Lang looked at this phantom who didn't know the depth and purpose, full of doubts, as a traverser, he didn't know much. Otherwise, if he had heard Ji Hongbin's name, his eyes would have popped up in surprise.

In this small space, Wang Lang received systematic training for the first time, starting with his swordsmanship of perfection-level swordsmanship, and continuing to the use of sword qi techniques. From the cultivation of the God of War to the practice of the Mixed Yuan Gong, all his skills have basically been sorted out. After that, he was surprised to find that someone was more accurate than the system's mastery of skills.

The only thing that didn't take it out was the star picker, not that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare, as soon as the star picker came out, this last space was estimated to be gone.