The sound of empty footsteps was crisp and curved, overlapping without gaps, and the sound fell into Sikong's ears. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The air is quiet.

Along the way, Sikong was on high alert, after all, there were some mecha fragments scattered on the ground from time to time, which was enough to prove that there was a conflict in this place.

Mechas, most of which are owned by imperial civilizations. It's just that after years of change and technological progress, this mecha model has become very old, and I am afraid that it is no longer produced, and it is completely antique.

Perhaps in the eyes of some collectors, the scattered fragments are all cultural relics that exude the unique charm of historical precipitation.

But in Sikong's eyes, it was just a pile of scrap copper and iron, and even because Sikong was blacklisted by the second world and could not use the second world, he couldn't even judge the basic information of these mecha fragments.

Although he has a paranoid love for machines in his bones, he can also distinguish which is more important, and it is better to escape from the ghost ship as soon as possible at this moment.

The air was getting colder and colder, in fact, when Sikong began to move towards the northwest, he clearly felt that the air flow here was extremely cold, as if somewhere in this direction, there was a piece of cold ice that was releasing cold air.

'Whew, Whew......'

Sikong's breath drifted into a white mist, and in the distance, ice slags fell to the ground.

The square under his feet gradually covered with a thin layer of ice, and Sikong stepped on it, and the grid rattled.

However, Sikong's strength has greatly improved, and his hematopoietic function has increased greatly, but with a wave of qi and blood, the cold has been dispelled.

Even because of his body temperature, wherever Sikong passed, a snow-white wave of qi almost formed that followed him closely.

"It's ......"

Suddenly, Sikong saw an extra door in front of him.

A very abrupt, blood-red door stood in the square.

There is an empty plaza in front and back, and there are no chambers connected to it, and the door seems to have been abandoned here as if it had never been completed.

The door was pushed open, revealing a gap the width of a person, and the pages of the door arced on the ground, frozen by the air-conditioning.

The man, I am afraid, just entered the door, and there was no inscription after that.

Sikong carefully touched the door, and his hand was very cold, spreading from Sikong's fingers, almost freezing Sikong's soul.

This is where the source of the cold comes from.

The material of the door and the peculiar pattern on the door were very unfamiliar to Sikong, and he glanced at it roughly.

Convenient, step in!

"Ahh

A strong sense of weightlessness came, Sikong's feet were empty, and the whole person was planted, and the wind whistled in his ears, slapping wildly on Sikong's face.

Sikong Xin was half a beat slower, his fingers were like spears, and he suddenly grabbed to the side, and then a hard feeling like an iron wall hit Sikong's fingertips.

The dazzling spark bloomed, forming a bright red crack like a lava mouth as Sikong fell.

Sikong roared wildly, his eyes were blood-red, his entire body was exploding, and his muscles were like little mice, crawling in Sikong's body.

Sell! The five fingers are closed and plunged deep into the hard object.

'Click-'

The huge inertia almost dislocated Sikong's arm joints, but because of this, Sikong finally stopped the tendency to fall and hung in the air at the moment.

The bright light source slid down from Sikong's arms and fell into the darkness, only to be pulled back by the horns of the wolf attendant's clothes that were tightly wrapped around the bottom.

Sikong gasped, but he didn't expect that just a simple passage of the door almost killed him.

That gate is clearly open on the cliff, that end is in the square, and this end actually appears directly in the sky!

Sikong secretly estimated that he had just estimated that he had fallen more than 600 meters, but even so......

Sikong stared down, rippling under the strong light on his waist, but he still didn't see the bottom, if Sikong fell, nine lives would not be enough to die.

For such a terrifying abyss inside the ghost ship, Sikong was only surprised, but not surprised.

Just because a civilization that can sail in the stars for a long time, or even break out into a star war, must have made breakthroughs in space technology.

It is equivalent to the immortal means of cultivating the immortal world in the sleeve and the three thousand realms of mustard seeds.

Slowing down the agitated mood, Sikong swung his waist, grabbed the lamp source, and shone on the hard object in front of him.

Non-gold and non-stone, it is an unfamiliar material, the surface is very smooth, the hardness is extremely great, and the palm of the hand is numb, and he is unconscious.

"Huh? Such traces? ”

Suddenly, Sikong noticed that the black carbonization traces on the hard object were irregularly distributed on the surface of the hard object, as if the clouds were dispersing the fog.

This is the trace of the destruction of the high temperature and violent explosive energy, and then think of this abyss that does not know the bottom, so the position where Sikong is now is about to come out......

In the wound of the starry sky giant ship, which was pierced by a blow!

The sense of insignificance of time and space confusion suddenly arises.

More than 80,000 years ago, a brilliant and tragic Star War must have broken out between the Xiai civilization and the empire.

Powerful interstellar weapons, ingenious strategies, and talented legendary characters, and stories to be sung and cried......

Even this ghost ship, which had been wandering in the sun for tens of thousands of years, was sunk by a single blow, dragging the remnants of the body, and continuing some kind of mission alone.

Sikong, an intruder 80,000 years later, inadvertently caught a glimpse of the traces of that vast star war, just like an ant who had just crawled out of the nest, using his tentacles to feel the immensity of heaven and earth and the mystery of the universe for the first time.

Witness miracles with humility.

Sikong shook his head, dispelling some absurd thoughts in his heart. Then he held the light source tightly, looked at the dark below, and pulled out his hands with a ruthless heart.

'Whew! ’

The wind was heard, and Sikong roughly estimated that after falling three hundred meters, his hands were plunged into the hard object.

'Whew! ’

In the same way, Sikong sometimes fell, sometimes stopped, and fell more than 4,000 meters.

Can...... The abyss still doesn't seem to be at the end of it.

The large consumption of physical energy, such high-intensity movements, even Sikong is a little unbearable now.

The hands were even more bloody and blurry, and even the white bones could be seen.

But Sikong didn't feel the slightest bit tired and painful, just because he was very excited now.

His eyes were abnormally scarlet, Sikong often sneered strangely, his facial expressions were uncontrollable, his whole body spasmed, and his body, which should have been a little weak, burst out with extraordinary strength.

Once this state of excitement is prolonged, it will cause irreparable damage to Sikong.

'Bang! ’

Flesh and blood flew sideways, and Sikong frantically inserted into the hard object, his head tilted to the side, his eyes were like charcoal fire, and his face was full of exaggerated smiles.

Who knew that this time, when Sikong inserted the hard object, there was a crisp breaking sound.

Cracks spread out from under Sikong's hands, and the hard object peeled off, revealing the ones embedded in the back...... Urn jars.

An urn jar was shattered by Sikong, and a black-purple semi-viscous liquid slowly flowed out.

Then the liquid squirmed, and in a matter of seconds, it turned into a humanoid existence with no facial features but two legs.

Seeing this, Sikong laughed wildly, sharpened his throat, and pulled out his hands to hug this kind of person with his waist in his hand.

Then, the two fell wildly together!