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At that time, Qin Hao was playing mahjong with the three little sisters - because the little sisters were addicted to real PK, Qin Hao specially carved a pair of mahjong in order to keep the little sisters away from this dangerous game, and taught the little sisters. Pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info?=≠.In Qin Hao's view, playing mahjong is more suitable for children. Well, at least it's more suitable for kids who like to play real PK with real knives.

As soon as this game was launched, it was well received by the senior sisters. The four of them just made up a table, and the bets were normal, and if they lost, they would suffer a few violence, and they would draw a turtle or something on their faces alive, and there would be absolutely no money bets involved.

Of course, Qin Hao's three senior sisters are all geniuses from one out of 100,000, and their minds are first-class shrewd. At the beginning, Qin Hao could still win more and lose less, but in less than half a day, it became a winning and losing situation. Today, Qin Hao's originally smooth and shiny bald head has almost been knocked into a Buddha by the burst, and various patterns are painted on his face, which are even more layered and cannot be washed with water. When I laughed, I could only see a mouthful of white teeth, and my whole face could already be used to pretend to be an African child.

Just now, Qin Hao's two strips were thrown, and as a result, there were three shots, and the three little senior sisters all listened to the two. Just as Qin Hao was thinking about how to repay the debt, the entire Martial God Tomb space suddenly jumped heavily. Then I saw a pitch-black rift appear out of thin air, and then next-

The little sisters are gone!

Gone!

Mo Xiaoxian, Yin Lingshan, and Ouyang Jing were each swallowed by a rift, and they disappeared without a trace in an instant!

At first, Qin Hao hadn't reacted yet, but when he realized what had happened, the three cracks that swallowed the little senior sisters were completely closed, as if they had never appeared!

"What's wrong?" Qin Hao was startled, got up, and looked around blankly: "Senior Sister Yanyan! Senior Sister Xiaoxian! Huo'er-you-" As he was speaking, another crack appeared, like a big black mouth, biting towards him. Qin Hao dodged and dodged, his body and mind were cold.

"This situation—" He muttered as he looked at the black cracks that kept appearing and disappearing around him, "it seems to be—the space collapsed—"

Qin Hao had already known that the Martial God Tomb was a half-plane, a semi-independent space attached to the Xuanhuang main world. Such a small space and a small world should have been very stable and would not collapse easily. Even if there is a big accident that causes the space to collapse, it will not have any impact on the outside world.

However, for those who are in space, space collapse is a big problem!

"It's over!" Qin Hao trembled: "Little Senior Sister, I'm afraid they'll be randomly thrown to any corner of the Xuanhuang World!"

That's right, no one dies when the small world collapses. However, according to the ancient records of the Xuanhuang World, once someone is involved in the spatial rift when the space collapses, this person will be randomly thrown anywhere in the outside world in an instant!

It is good luck to be thrown into the deserted deep mountains and old forests, and it is possible to be thrown into the bottom of the sea, the belly of the volcano, and the depths of the earth!

The collapse of a small world does not kill people, but random teleportation can kill people in 90% of the time!

"Why is this happening?" Qin Hao hissed, "What the hell is going on?

Speaking of this, he suddenly looked up at the bronze door that led to the cultivation space, "Could it be—"

Without thinking, he opened the body of the gods, instantly turned into the state of gods, and then swept to the bronze door in one step, pushing hard.

The copper door does not move!

"Sure enough-" Qin Hao suddenly understood: "The mutation in the Martial God Tomb originated from the cultivation space! The master has already passed the time limit for five days, five days in the outside world, and five months in the cultivation space-I'm afraid it was this period of stay that led to the change in the Martial God Tomb!"

The Tomb of the Martial God is a half-plane created by the Martial God, and the time limit of the cultivation space is the rule set by the Martial God. How can the rules of the gods be disobeyed by mortals? Lan Mengling forcibly stayed without knowing the depths, and with her strong strength to fight against the rules of the gods, even if she integrated a trace of divinity of the martial gods, she could not afford the consequences of fighting against the rules of the gods!

"Fight it!" Qin Hao gritted his teeth, activated the cold weapon summoning technique, and a green light suddenly flashed in his hand, and a crystal long sword appeared!

"Open it for me!" Qin Hao held his sword in both hands and slashed at the bronze door. The power of the crystal long sword was earth-shattering, and it was driven by Qin Hao's heavenly god body, and it was even more powerful, and it slashed the bronze door with a single sword. Qin Hao rushed into the stone hall behind the door, but saw that there were also many spatial cracks in the stone hall, but they were not too dense enough to allow people to pass by. Qin Hao entered the stone hall, rushed all the way to the door leading to the pure white space, split the door with a sword, and was stunned after only taking one step.

In front of him, there are dense and endless spatial rifts. Lan Mengling was only ten steps away from him, but this distance of ten steps could only allow Qin Hao to see her panicked face.

The huge red rice suddenly flashed a hundred feet away in front of Lan Mengling.

The red light hovered in the air one person and pulsed slightly, exuding an inexplicable temptation.

Lan Mengling, whose eyes were hazy with tears, inadvertently glanced at the red light. At this glance, her gaze was firmly attracted by the big red light. In the small red light, there seemed to be an invisible huge whirlpool, constantly absorbing Lan Mengling's mind.

Lan Mengling walked towards the red light in a daze. But the red light didn't stay where it was, waiting for her, it pulsed, floating in a certain direction at a slight speed faster than the blue dream.

Blue Mengling followed behind the red light, like a traveler who had lost his way in the darkness, grasping for that little bit of light, following the guidance of that little light, chasing after the red light.

I don't know how long I walked, but in the dark plain ahead, a dark pagoda-shaped mountain suddenly rose up. The mountain stood alone on a dark plain, with no mountains around it. It looks like a pillar connecting the black earth and the inky sky.

This hundred-foot-high black mountain peak shimmered with a dark luster like ink crystals under the dim light that came from nowhere. The whole mountain is one in one, there is not a single dirt and rock, there is not half a plant or tree, and there is not a single animal. The mountain is faintly transparent, as if it was carved from a huge ink crystal.

Lan Mengling was confused, attracted by the red light of the bean, and came to the foot of the mountain.

A spiral-shaped staircase winds from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Mu Huang followed the red light and stepped onto the spiral staircase. Step by step, "Climb towards the peak!" Before you know it, Lan Mengling has completed the last step of the ladder and stepped on the top of this peak!

At the top of this tower-shaped peak is a platform with a radius of ten miles. The platform was empty, and the ground was as smooth and flat as ice. Only a huge throne carved from ink crystal stood lonely in the center of the platform.

This throne is nine zhang nine high and nine zhang nine wide, such a huge volume makes people wonder if only giants with a height of dozens of zhang can sit here.

However, at this moment, in front of Lan Mengling's eyes, on this huge throne, there was a man in pitch-black armor.

The man's stature. Only slightly taller than the average person. To him, the throne was not so much a seat as a small square.