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On the other side, there was a violent thumping sound from the peak where the mountain god was located, and countless rubble flew into the sky, obscuring the light and bringing mottled shadows.

The pangolin kept digging with its sharp claws, and he would not have dared to do so in normal times, but today the mountain god had already escaped his consciousness, and he could not stop him from going deeper, as if the master was not at home, and a professional thief had broken in.

The pangolin kept digging along the route of his memory, and the shaved gravel was thrown behind him, and the deeper he went, the harder the stone became, and even the pangolin's own destructive power on the mountains took a lot of time to cut through a small stone.

Although it seems that there will never be an end to it, boring and boring, the pangolin lacks more and more excitement, and his eyes are fiercely gouging the body of the enemy, as if he is eating the flesh of the mountain god.

Syllable!

Finally, there was no longer a stone wall in front of him, and a narrow hole appeared in front of him, and the pangolin quickly curled up in a ball and moved out, only to fall out of the air.

Syllable!

The pangolin fell on a stone bridge, rolled a few times, and slowly stood up, the bridge beneath its feet leading to an unknown hole.

The pangolin was overjoyed and hurriedly ran over, passing through the entrance of the cave, and was greeted by a different scene.

A waterhole sits in the center, and above the waterhole floats a turquoise rhizome, carved from the most beautiful jadeite, without the slightest blemish, crystal clear and clear.

The pangolin tiptoed to get closer, but the invisible sensation signaled danger to it, and he stopped, pondered for a moment, and then shook the purple list behind him.

The spirit list slowly stretched out in the air, and the purple divine light sprinkled down, creating an invisible ripple.

Click!

Like the sound of something shattering, brilliant fireworks exploded in seven places in the cave, and although the colors were rich, the pangolin's whole body was chilled.

After a long time, the pangolin, who had settled down, let out a long breath, slowly approached the waterhole, looked at the clear waterhole without the slightest living thing, gritted his teeth, and slowly swam towards the rhizome.

The moment the pangolin's claws grasped the rhizome, the turquoise light was just about to emerge when it was beaten back by the spirit list.

Click!

"You dare!"

The sharp forelimbs severed the rhizome, and with an old roar, the turquoise light dimmed considerably, and the entire mountain began to slowly crumble.

Lingbang took away the turquoise rhizome and flew away through the air, while the mountain gradually disintegrated and collapsed, and the pangolin looked at the Lingbang that flew away, his heart was cold, and he collapsed to the ground.

Thundered!

With a violent sound, the mountain, which had stood for an unknown number of years, collapsed.

………………………………

The crane flies in the air, holding a wooden staff in its mouth, on which hangs a faintly fluorescent peach, and next to you there is a lid connected to a rope, which seems to have been used to plug something, but now it is gone.

The immortal crane shook the air with immortal power and made a sound: "Mountain god, you dare to deceive the master, damn it!" ”

The mountain god's eyes were indifferent, although he had long known that there would be this day, but he didn't expect it to come so soon, he stretched out his arm, and the huge mud stone turned into a giant hand and grabbed towards the crane.

"Bold!"

The crane opened its mouth, and the wooden staff in its hand fell, and the wooden staff lightly touched the ground, blooming with a green glow, and in an instant, it spread to a radius of one mile, and the huge palm floating in the air shattered into stones and fell.

"Failed...... The Antarctic Immortal Emperor, the Emperor of the Fusang Rigong in Kowloon, the King of the High God Xiao Yuqing, the great supernatural power of three people, let me guard the demons for 10,000 years in a word, 10,000 years ago I was forbidden among the Yuan Shen and the lotus, and after 10,000 years, a crutch will defeat me, is my life so sad? I'm not reconciled! ”

The mountain god felt that the land he had nurtured for thousands of years was deprived of control in an instant, and now he could not mobilize the slightest strength, and he shouted sadly: "The Emperor who is high above, I want you to know that ants also have the ability to resist!" ”

The mountain god looked up at the sky, his eyes penetrated the thick clouds, and he seemed to vaguely see the old man who thought he was kind looking at him with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes, like looking at an ant on the side of the road.

Self-destruct!

The mountain god wanted to provoke the original god to explode, and escaped through the rhizomes in the mountain, and then made a comeback later.

But as soon as the mountain god had this idea, he felt that his Genshin rhizome was broken and stolen, and through the last trace of contact, he saw that figure, the pangolin that he had always looked down on and regarded as an ant, actually cut off his last trace of life.

"Ridiculous!"

The mountain god chuckled, and countless cracks appeared on his body, turning into a real stone statue of an old man, without any movement.

The crane vibrated its wings, blew the wind blade to smash the stone statue of the mountain god, and said disdainfully: "An ant actually wants to resist the master, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!" ”

The green light of the crutches on the ground continued, turning into two long whips, and the seemingly hard ground was as soft as tofu in front of it, and it was easily pierced and poked into the ground.

After a long time, a person was tied up by the green whip and thrown on the ground, it was Wu Quxing, the old man with devil muscles.

Wu Quxing looked at the crane and crutches in front of him, coughed lightly, and said weakly: "Hehe, you're late, that guy has already run away!" ”

Thinking that Xiao King Kong suddenly escaped from a black hole, leaving himself alone to be buried deep underground, Wu Quxing gritted his teeth with hatred.

"What!"

The crane was shocked, and when he was about to continue searching with his crutches, he suddenly held the crutches with one hand.

The crane saw the visitor and hung his neck respectfully, "Master, you are here!" ”

The lord of the crane, that is, the Antarctic immortal, is not terrible, but has a kind face.

He has white hair and white beard, a long crooked cane, and a long and bulging forehead, looking like an ordinary old man, who would have thought that he is the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, a powerful power that can decide the life and death of countless living beings with a single word.

The face of the Antarctic Immortal Weng did not change at all, looking at Wu Quxing lying on the ground, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he searched for a radius of ten miles in an instant when he closed his eyes, and found no trace of Xiao King Kong.

Clang!

The crutches gently hit the ground, waving invisible ripples, and the expression of Wu Quxing in front of him changed greatly, although he was just a distraction, but when he reached their realm, every wisp of divine soul was extremely precious, if it was lost, it would take at least more than ten thousand years of penance to make up for it.

The divine power was immense, and before he could get close, Wu Quxing's body broke inch by inch, and then his body burst into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only a wisp of divine soul struggling.

"Fellow Daoist, stop!"

A soft sigh echoed in the world.