I saw the three-headed and six-armed demon god law minister stride to the side of the pair of giant jaws, bend down to pick up one of them, and then pick up the skull of the strange strange insect, and firmly grasp it with four arms, while the other two hands tightly grasped the giant jaw, and attached the side full of jagged blades to the skull, pulling it back and forth.

With a tug-of-war sound, some dark yellow powder slid down from the skull of the strange insect with the movements of the three-headed and six-armed demon god.

Qu Wuming was overjoyed in his heart, the power of divine consciousness had already clearly observed that a deep scratch had already appeared where the giant jaw was rubbing and pulling back and forth!

"It works!" Qu Siqiu and Qu Wuxuan also came over, and watched in surprise as the incomparably hard monster worm's braincase was cut back and forth by the giant jaw, and their faces showed a hint of joy.

Qu Wuxuan squeezed his eyes at Qu Siqiu, and just wanted to open his mouth to flaunt his intelligence, but saw that Qu Siqiu had already turned around and sucked the fairy sword he had used a little dull into his body, and then grabbed another giant jaw on the ground, turned around and cut his remaining abdominal armor.

"This ...... Hey! Qu Wuxuan looked at the ninth-order immortal sword in his hand, which had already curled a lot of blades, hurriedly turned around and picked up all the remaining abdominal armor of himself, leaned towards Qu Siqiu's side, and said with a hippie smile, "Good girl, can you use it for me when you run out?" Hey hey ......"

Qu Wuming's side, but he had no time to care what the two of them were doing, raised the giant jaw and looked at it, and found that the jagged blade didn't seem to have any loss, and the braincase of the strange insect had been sawed out an inch-deep hole, so he began to continue to saw it with confidence and boldness.

For a while, the see-saw-like sounds in the space of the Purple Mansion came and went, and from time to time there would be a crisp sound when some armor pieces fell to the ground and collided with each other.

When Qu Wuxuan and Qu Siqiu cut all the abdominal armor in their hands, they joined the ranks of cutting the brains of strange insects.

With the addition of the two of them, the work efficiency suddenly doubled.

In just over an hour, the huge monster braincase had been divided into four large dark yellow boards of different sizes.

The largest of them, more than five feet long and nearly three feet wide, was slightly convex on one side, with its own curvature, taken from the upper end of the strange worm's skull.

The two smallest of them were about the same size and size, taken from both sides of the strange insect's skull, and were deliberately trimmed into two teardrop-shaped shields.

In between is the one located directly in front of the monster's skull, which also has its own curvature, more than five feet long, relatively narrow, and looks less like a shield than a thick dark yellow plank.

As for some of the leftovers that were cut, Qu Wuming was not willing to waste them, and they were all gathered together, ready to find a way to hand them over to more professional refiners to help process them when they had a suitable opportunity in the future.

At this time, Qu Wuming just wanted to simply create some armor, shields, and weapons for himself that could be used first, and with them in hand, he would be able to have more chances of survival in the next days of breaking into the underworld.

Qu Wuming thought about it for a while, picked out two of the refining methods he knew, played a divine sense, and transmitted the two refining methods into the brains of Qu Wuxuan and Qu Siqiu, and then removed the three-headed and six-armed demon god law phantom, and got busy with the body of the primordial infant again......

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In the space of the Purple Mansion, the "project" of refining armor, shields and weapons is in full swing, but outside, Qu Wuming's body has been quietly urging the "Falling Star" orb, silently sneaking under the Mingsha Plain.

Although the mana required to travel through this black gravel in the Mingsha Plain was more than twice that of ordinary land, in order to be able to leave the Mingsha Plain as soon as possible and avoid the black sandstorm that was still raging on the ground above his head, Qu Wuming could only choose to grit his teeth and persevere.

I really felt that the consumption was too great, and Qu Wuming would also stop retreating, seize the time to recover his mana by swallowing the pill, and then continue on the road.

Along the way, Qu Wuming had to keep an eye on the road ahead at all times, preventing himself from sneaking too fast, accidentally jumping out of some places where the black sand on the ground was swept away too much by the sandstorm, resulting in extremely deep potholes, and he also had to release the power of his divine sense at all times to observe if there were any other weird insects around.

Because if there can be one of the weird insects like that, there may be a second or a third...... It was so difficult to kill one before, if you encounter two or three at a time, or even more, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Fortunately, in the next dozen hours, Qu Wuming did not encounter other weird monsters. It's as if the bug that popped out of nowhere was the only creature in the entire Mingsha Plain.

Qu Wuming sneaked while secretly estimating the direction and distance he was traveling, feeling that if there were no accidents, if he traveled for more than twenty hours, he should be able to leave Mingsha Plain......

Along the way, all the landforms are almost identical.

Everywhere there was endless black gravel, and everywhere you could see the hard stone pillars scattered in a scattered manner, the upper half of which had been polished by the sandstorm in various shapes.

Qu Wuming sometimes even feels a hint of illusion, feeling that he has been spinning in place, and he has not left the place before at all......

The violent sand and dust above his head were always raging, roaring wildly, and gradually Qu Wuming also found some patterns from the direction of the dust.

As Luo Xingchen said before, this black sandstorm really seems to be circulating in a certain direction.

It's like having a huge, transparent cup filled with water.

The water in the cup is the long black sand here.

When the sandstorm blows, it's like someone has stirred the glass of water in a specific direction with an invisible hand.

Although there may be turbulence and waves in different positions in the water, the whole glass of water is always rotating in the water glass, and will never break the boundaries brought by the water cup.

"And what's under this glass?" Qu Wuming suddenly and slowly stopped retreating, and the power of his divine consciousness extended into the thick gravel under his feet through the "Falling Star" orb, and it seemed that except for some strange stones that were buried in the black sand after falling in an unknown year and month, there was only endless black sand.

"Let's go down and have a look."

Qu Wuming urged the "Falling Star" Orb to continue diving straight down, and continued to dive for dozens of zhang, until the feet were all large "stone slabs" of the same material as the strange stones, and they could no longer dive before stopping.

However, another question brought Qu Wuming even greater doubts.

The power of divine consciousness could not penetrate these "stone slabs" beneath his feet.

Naturally, there is no way to explore what secrets are hidden under the ground of this Mingsha Plain.

In such a deep place, the pressure around was so great that even with the power of the "Falling Star" orb, it couldn't stay for long.

Qu Wuming only probed around slightly, and after finding that there was no space under his feet to explore at all, he had to hurriedly go up again.

When the pressure was relatively light, and there was still a certain safe distance from the sandstorm above his head, Qu Wuming stopped the "Falling Star" orb again, preparing to recover his mana before moving on.

In the enchantment of the "Falling Star" orb, Qu Wuming sat cross-legged in the void with his eyes closed, took out a high-grade spirit stone in each hand and held it in his hand, and swallowed an elixir used to quickly replenish mana in his mouth, and replenished most of the mana consumed before.

Although the person was quiet, the nameless thoughts of the song never stopped.

The huge, transparent cup filled with water was always haunting Qu Wuming's mind, making Qu Wuming have a strong curiosity to find out how the "water" in this cup rotated.

After carefully thinking about his feelings since he sneaked underground, Qu Wuming seemed to have faintly grasped some clues, and when the spiritual power in the two high-grade spirit stones in his hand was absorbed, it turned into two gray stones, and then after being gently pinched into powder in Qu Wuming's palm, Qu Wuming suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself: "Yes!" I've tried to dive deep underground three times in this time, and each time I went down, the conditions seemed to be slightly different - the pillars were not worn to the same height! ”

"The stone pillars are worn, which means that they have been exposed to sandstorms, and it seems that the lowest wear position of the stone pillars just seen is already several feet lower than the stone pillars seen at the earliest!" Qu Wuming's eyes looked through the "Falling Star" orb and looked at the stone pillar closest to him at this moment.

The stone pillar was still very thick, but it was full of marks like knives and axes, and it was obvious that it had been worn away from the black gravel for many years.

Qu Wuming was shocked in his heart: "It seems that this sandstorm has not yet reached the extreme!" Or is the depth of the black sand rolled up different in different locations? But no matter what, in a few days, even the height I am staying at will be in the dust, and the black sand above my head will also fly into the sky and become part of the sandstorm! ”

"Judging from the few places I have explored, the black sand that flies into the sky probably accounts for more than two-thirds of the total black sand in the entire Mingsha Plain! With such a strong wind, there must be the power to drive it, is it difficult to ......" A picture slowly appeared in Qu Wuming's mind-

It was a huge disk-like thing, and the disk was covered with thick cylinders, and those cylinders were distributed on the disk in some special pattern, and above the disk, there was another disk that was almost identical.

The two discs almost overlapped, and the cylinders were both the components of the great array and the link that connected them, and on the inner walls of the upper and lower discs, there were also very complex formations.

A large palm lightly pressed against the other side of the disc below, infusing it with powerful mana.

Immediately after, the magic weapon composed of two discs lit up, and the violent Xunfeng was quickly generated in the internal space between the two discs, and then further amplified and enhanced by the array of the disc above, and then turned into a pillar of wind that reached the sky, shooting out with a powerful force that could tear everything apart......

However, something suddenly hit the disc on the back, shattering half of the magic weapon in an instant!

The shattered upper half of the disc was stirred by the wind pillar, and instantly turned into countless black sand, and then was sucked back by the power of the Xunfeng that was rapidly withdrawn, and the magic weapon rolled out of the control of the giant hand, fell into the void, and finally disappeared without a trace......

Qu Wuming remembered the mythical story that his mother used to tell him when he was a child, when the gods were still alive, there was once a god who controlled the power of the wind, and he had many treasures that could release the wind, and one of them was a black disc, which was said to blow out the yin wind of the underworld, and could blow away the souls of the enemy......