"I'm sorry, I can't do anything about this kind of thing, everything can only be done by yourself, I can't do it on my own. www.biquge.info"The main god had to remind Hu Yang that although it can communicate with Hu Yang now, in essence, it is only the main god, it can't act alone, and everything can only be done by Hu Yang himself." All it can do is exchange skills for Hu Yang, or repair his body, as for other things, the program does not allow it, this is what it set when it became the main god, and it cannot be changed. Even if Hu Yang was going to die now, he wouldn't make a move.

Hu Yang felt that he was too uncomfortable to be in this place, surrounded by thick sand, leaving no room for movement. And the cyan slate under his feet Hu Yang couldn't move, which made Hu Yang very embarrassed.

In addition, the main god did not help, and Hu Yang could only watch these things in a hurry now.

But in a hurry, Hu Yang didn't plan to give up.

He felt that there must be some secret buried under this cyan slate, as long as it wasn't something big, Hu Yang would keep going with this cyan slate.

Hu Yang smiled and raised his fist high.

It slammed down on the stone slab, and with all its strength, the entire ground in the desert began to shake, and even the sand dunes above began to move towards Hu Yang.

However, there was not a trace of movement in the cyan slate, not even a small trace of shattering.

Hu Yang felt that his hands were a little numb, this punch Hu Yang used ten layers of strength, and he had a strength of ten thousand catties, but it didn't impress this cyan slate, which made Hu Yang frown.

"Come again!" Hu Yang said to himself, cheering himself up.

He didn't believe he couldn't help even a slate.

Hu Yang punched and smashed down on the cyan slate, and even if he was far away, he could clearly sense the vibration of the ground.

This smashing is a day, Hu Yang was not discouraged, and kept smashing this cyan slate without stopping.

But until sunset, Hu Yang still didn't shake the cyan slate. This stone slab seemed to be connected to the whole earth, so that Hu Yang had nothing to do with it.

Hu Yang didn't plan to rest, his current body was already strong and abnormal, and he felt that he wouldn't be tired even if he played like this for ten days and half a month.

"There's no point in you doing this, stop, Hu Yang. The Lord God kindly persuaded that he didn't want to wait for Hu Yang and let it waste energy to treat Hu Yang.

"How do you know it's meaningless? Didn't you see through this cyan slate?" Hu Yang retorted.

He continued to smash at the slate beneath him.

"Although I didn't see through this slate, I knew it was unusually hard, and we didn't know how thick it was, so it didn't make sense for you to smash it like this. The main god also insisted on his opinion, but it could only be so, he could not stop Hu Yang's behavior, and once Hu Yang was injured, he still had to treat Hu Yang.

"How thick can this be? I see that there are all these cyan slabs all around, it must be only one layer, and besides, this slate is already so hard, it is impossible to have many layers, it is too wasteful to do so. Hu Yang said to the main god, he knew that this cyan slate was difficult to shake, but this did not mean that this cyan slate would not be destroyed. This is not in the game, as long as it is something that exists in reality, Hu Yang thinks that it can be destroyed.

"Have you ever heard of the two idioms of water dropping stone and iron pestle into needle? These are two old sayings from our hometown, do you know what they mean?" Hu Yang may have felt a little bored, and took the initiative to speak to the main god.

"I know what you mean, but it really doesn't make sense for you to do this, or let's find another entrance. Since there is something buried underneath this, there must be an entrance, or even more than one, that we can look for. The Lord God replied.

Hu Yang: "You think I haven't thought about it, but this place has been buried by the desert, and the scene on it can't be distinguished, I'm afraid that after we go out, it will be troublesome to come here again." ”

Hu Yang knew that this cyan slate might be the key to his successful completion of the mission, and if he missed this opportunity, Hu Yang didn't know how long he would fly in the sorrowful desert.

Hu Yang didn't want to try that boring flight anymore, he would rather smash the stone slab here and do this kind of hard work, rather than walk in the sky without a clue.

Hu Yang's hands were numb now, his entire arm was thickened, and because he had been maintaining a posture, his whole body was now extremely sore.

But Hu Yang still discovered the benefits of working as a coolie, and although his fists and arms were numb and thick, his muscles were also exercised. From the red nine-rank holy lotus in Hu Yang's body, spiritual power continued to surge towards Hu Yang's arm, repairing his injuries. And make Hu Yang's arm stronger, because Hu Yang has been using his right arm for a long time, his right arm is now much thicker than the left, and it looks extremely uncoordinated.

In desperation, Hu Yang changed to his left hand and smashed it to the ground.

The sound of "Knock Knock!" continued to echo in this mournful desert, and more and more sand covered Hu Yang's head.

In this dark underground, Hu Yang sweated like rain, and smashed towards the cyan stone slab on the ground like a demon.

The main god saw that he couldn't convince Hu Yang, so he didn't speak again, anyway, now there is no one in this mournful desert, and even the demon beasts are pitiful. Even if Hu Yang made a big move, no one would hear it.

The Lord God and Hu Yang didn't say anything between each other, and both of them remained silent tacitly.

Another day flew by, and Hu Yang's arms were now equally thick, looking quite funny.

A crisp sound of "bump!" clearly came into Hu Yang's ears.

At this time, Hu Yang felt something warm flowing down his arm, Hu Yang raised his hand and sniffed it with his nose. A breath unique to blood penetrated into Hu Yang's nostrils.

"Bleeding?" a thought flashed through Hu Yang's mind.

He wasn't even a little sure of the blood he smelled, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had shed blood, and Hu Yang hadn't been injured once since he came out of the Heavenly Pavilion. But he didn't expect that now he was bleeding himself.

And this also indicates that it is impossible for Hu Yang to smash the cyan slate, it is all like this, and there is no need for Hu Yang to continue, Hu Yang smiled self-deprecatingly, ready to clean up and return to the ground.

It seems that this place really has no fate with me, so I can only enter it by finding the entrance to this secret as the Lord God said.

Hu Yang sighed regretfully, as if drilling out of this place buried by sand.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared. (To be continued.) )