Zheng Xian's surrounding steel and iron bones, those soil into the root system continued to squeeze at the same time, and some of them also turned into a part of the steel and iron bones, but the acne on his face didn't seem to care about these, he wanted to bring Zheng Xian into the underground world, and now it was not deep enough, it was even deeper, so deep that it was so deep that Zheng Xian's magical means were cut off.

Under the magic power of the face full of acne, the soil under the original space is constantly separated to both sides, making room, in the soil, the face is full of acne like swimming fish into the sea, jubilant and casual, no one can stop it.

In the eyes full of acne, although Zheng Xian was able to turn the soil gold and iron beyond her expectations, but for the acne on the face, this is not a big deal, as long as Zheng Xian is still in the underground world, sooner or later he will be consumed by his life and death, he does not believe that Zheng Xian can really have a steady stream of strength to fight against his breathing power, you must know that he is carrying the power of the entire earth to deal with Zheng Xian, why does Zheng Xian fight him? Even if Zheng Xian is very strong and can hold on with him, but he can't crush Zheng Xian in one day, is it not enough in ten days? Ten days does not achieve a month, a month does not achieve a year, a year does not achieve ten years, he is full of acne and wants to kill, let alone ten years, even a hundred years he can afford to consume.

With the power of the whole world to crush Zheng Xian, there is no reason why he will lose.

Looking up at the metal that spread out like leaves and veins, he had already seen through Zheng Xian's thoughts, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Zheng Xian, do you think that this will be able to enclose me in your metal space? ”

There was a violent earthquake all around, and the soil within a radius of one kilometer suddenly shook violently, rumbling as if it had been stirred in an iron pot, and the steel lines like spider web veins were immediately scattered into powder.

However, Zheng Xian was quite tenacious, and after these chakras were shaken away, they began to extend out and spread out in all directions.

The face is full of acne and more contempt for this, of course it is good for a person to have perseverance, but if he has perseverance and goes in the wrong direction, he is a fool and idiot. Apparently Zheng Xian is such a fool idiot.

At this time, all the soil within a kilometer began to turn into pythons, constantly coiling and rotating to drill and squeeze each other, those steel chakras are fragile like paper paste, often just formed, and then crushed lightly, in this case, Zheng Xian's chakra is useless at all, but Zheng Xian is stubborn like a donkey, no matter how he breaks the chakra, he still keeps scattering the impeller, repeating the story of being crushed.

The root-like roots of the pimple no longer drilled Zheng Xian's metal at this time, but spread out in all directions, making way for a space around the huge metal bump, and then these roots began to deform, turning into a giant hammer, which smashed the metal bump.

In this way, one touch and one move can prevent the soil from being made of steel, and at the same time isolate Zheng Xian's metal from the soil, so that Zheng Xian can not continue to expand the area of steel.

"Don't you want to hide in the iron, I'll smash you in this fast iron, and throw you into the magma deep underground, and turn you into gold!" roared a pimple-ridden voice.

The sledgehammer made of the soil clanged and knocked Zheng Xian condensed, and there were hundreds of meters of huge iron blocks, like a blacksmith striking iron, while the fire was splashing, the huge metal of hundreds of meters square began to become smaller and smaller, and countless metal dust splashed everywhere, it is conceivable that the space that Mr. Zheng existed in must be constantly compressed.

Time flies, Zheng Xian's original condensed hundreds of square meters of huge metal has shrunk to only more than thirty square meters at this time, which is equivalent to the size of a room, the density of such metal has become extremely large, extremely heavy, and of course it has become harder, originally the giant hammer of the soil can smash a small hole, but now, the giant hammer of the soil will burst into all directions when it hits it, and it will only leave a slight trace on the metal.

But the pox on his face doesn't care about this, he has time to slowly consume, and it can even be said that he is very willing to hammer Zheng Xian to death little by little, if he smashes Zheng Xian to death at once, he will feel bored.

Ten days passed, and thirty meters of metal were smashed into a full circle, and only twenty-three meters remained, and the whole metal ball was now round like a pearl, which was smashed by the giant hammer of the earth.

The face is still full of energy, for him, as long as he is underground, not eating, drinking or sleeping is not a problem for him at all, and because he is looking forward to seeing Zheng Xian's appearance at this time, his face is full of acne and even his spirit is extremely excited, and he asked: "Zheng Xian, are you okay now?"

Zheng Xian's voice came out of the iron ball, his voice was muffled, and he could hear that Zheng Xian's situation was quite bad, so that he couldn't hear what Zheng Xian was talking about.

With two strange laughs on his face, two giant hammers smashed on the metal ball again, making a rough and piercing loud noise, which lasted for more than an hour before gradually disappearing.

There was a buzzing sound from the metal ball, and it was obvious that the hollow part of the metal ball was still trembling at this time.

If Zheng Xian was still in this metal ball, he should be tormented by the aftermath of tremors by now.

The sledgehammer was picked up again, and it slammed into the stubborn piece of iron.

Just when his face was full of acne and ready to consume him a little bit, within a radius of one kilometer, all the soil instantly lifted upward, as if it was being picked up by a rag and pulled upward.

He didn't know why the whole earth began to rise upwards, but he knew very well that before he could figure out why the earth was rising, he should temporarily get out of the earth.

He hurriedly pulled out of the rising one-kilometer stretch of land, but he was surprised to find that he was firmly wrapped in metal tentacles, no, these metal doors like iron filings were mixed with all the dirt around him.

At this time, he thought of the metal leaf veins that he easily crushed into powder, how disdainful he was for these fragile metal leaf veins at that time, and later, every time he smashed the metal ball condensed by Zheng Xian, there were countless iron filings splattered out, and he didn't feel anything at the time, at this time, it seemed that those iron filings must have been deliberately done by Zheng Xian.

The acne on his face never expected that these iron filings would be of such use, so that the acne on his face gave birth to a feeling of being firmly held in the palm of his hand by others, and every metal dust suspended in the surrounding soil became a sharp weapon to attack his acne face.