"Fly over the tunnel, then fly directly into the tunnel and reach the other side of the hourglass world!" Cheng Ziming proposed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No, as you can see, there are sand balls rolling down from time to time in the tunnel, and they are accidentally smashed, but they are no joke. I am the body of the machine spirit, the body of the spirit sword, naturally there will be no damage, but you and this girl, as well as this little demon, are all flesh and blood, and their cultivation is not much stronger than that of mortals, if it is smashed, who else can take me out of the world of lights?"

At this time, one man and one sword had already returned the same way, and reunited with Warm Coral on the sand dunes. However, when discussing specific countermeasures, a huge disagreement arose.

The spirit sword is a huge reliance on crossing the hourglass world, and the plan that the machine spirit does not agree to naturally cannot be executed.

In desperation, Cheng Ziming had no choice but to think of another compromise.

Half an hour later, the group packed up and headed for the center of the death bunker.

The outer perimeter of the bunker is a downward-sloping sand area with floating sand that makes it easy to slip. If you only rely on walking, I am afraid that you will not be able to reach the center of the bunker in three or four days.

Fortunately, in Cheng Ziming's hand, there is also a spirit sword that can fly. Edgeworth's flight was much faster, and it only took about a cup of tea for the group to cross the small half of the death bunker and reach the central area of the bunker.

It was a much more sloping area of sand, with huge balls of sand all over the ground, each nearly two or three stories high. Strangely, these sand balls are very round, as if they were all made in a mold.

There are countless yellow sand on the desert, all of which are loosely piled together, and where does such a round ball of sand come from?

The spirit sword flew silently against the sand, silently flying into the shadow of a sand ball, and then stopped.

Cheng Ziming raised his hand and pressed it on the surface of the sphere, and felt it carefully: the outermost sand was dry and solid, with a smooth curved surface like an eggshell.

How do such sand balls come to be?

Is there sand inside the sand ball?

With doubts, Cheng Ziming suddenly punched. He punched the sand ball, the fist was strong, with a dry wind, like chopsticks hitting the eggshell hard, and a hole was cracked in the smooth surface of the ball.

There was still sand in the cave, and the sand with a breath of moisture was densely glued together.

Yes, it seems that the plan works.

Cheng Ziming patted the sword body and whispered: "Senior, go to the front and have a look." ”

The spirit sword slid silently, sliding out from behind the sand ball, and quickly flew into the shadow of the sand ball in front of it.

The group hid their bodies to avoid the tall sandmen. There are no living creatures in the bunkers of death, and these sandmen are apparently the keepers of the bunkers. Their job is to push the sand balls into the tunnel in the middle of the bunker.

The sand ball rolls down to the other side of the hourglass world, and perhaps in a few hundred years, the entire desert will be removed, just as the sand in the hourglass will leak from one side to the other.

Suddenly, Cheng Ziming seemed to feel something in his heart.

At the same time, the machine spirit whispered, "Be careful, something is approaching." ”

The release of the Buddha was a warning that verified the machine spirit, and a "rustling" sound came from the other side of the sand ball.

Cheng Ziming looked around, only to see that the vicinity of the sand ball was empty, and there was no hiding place at all. He pointed up decisively and said softly, "Go up!"

The machine spirit reacted immediately, and the spirit sword flew into the air and flew above the sand ball.

Cheng Ziming jumped onto the sand ball, climbed on top of the ball, and looked out.

I saw a group of black-covered shell Lang army appear not far ahead. Each husk was the size of a wild boar, and its armor glistened brightly in the sunlight, like armor.

Cheng Ziming was furious all over his body, and his heart felt a chill.

There are thousands of creatures in the world, but only the insects are the most terrifying. Fortunately, most of the common insects on weekdays are small in size and don't look so disgusting.

No matter what kind of bug, the original version is magnified dozens of times, and it can scare people fiercely. In the insect family, the shell lang is considered handsome, and Rao is like this, and the beetle that grows into the size of a wild boar looks very scary.

In front of this group of shells, there is a huge sand ball with a height of two stories, and the beetles work together to push the sand ball to roll slowly, rolling the sand ball more and more round.

It turned out that these huge sand balls were all rolled out by the shell. Cheng Ziming couldn't help but take out the hourglass from his arms, stared at the fine sand that was slowly leaking and looked at it. The fine sand that fell from one side of the hourglass to the other turned out to be a huge ball of sand that was first rolled out by the shell and then pushed down the tunnel by the sandman.

So, hiding in these sand balls, can't you go straight through the tunnel without worrying about being hit by other sand balls?

This is exactly what Cheng Ziming originally planned. To achieve this plan, he first had to hide in a ball of sand at the very edge of the tunnel.

The spirit sword silently bypassed the sand balls, dodging the group of shells, and shuttled through the sand balls. Finally, after half an hour, I came to the edge of a pile of sand balls closest to the bunker tunnel.

Cheng Ziming looked around, lightly jumped off the spirit sword, and dug up on the sand ball with a dagger in his hand. The sand crust on the outside of the sphere was hard and brittle, and it quickly broke open. The sand in the sand ball is wet and sticky, making it quite laborious to dig up. He dug a tea cup for a while, but only dug out a sand hole half a man high and two people wide.

At this moment, a sandman in the distance suddenly walked towards the sand ball.

It was too late, Cheng Ziming dragged the leopard and stuffed it into the sand hole. Then he pulled up the warm coral, and the two of them went into the sand cave one after the other. The spirit sword spun and flew into the hole.

At the entrance of the sand cave, the figure of the machine spirit appeared out of thin air, picking up a large amount of sand from the sand and pasting it on the entrance of the cave.

As the sandman walked in, the hole in the sand ball was finally filled and smoothed. The figure of the machine spirit disappeared again, returning to the spirit sword.

Since then, the plan has finally been successfully completed, and Cheng Ziming has shrunk in the sand cave, just waiting to be pushed into the tunnel, so that he can pass through the passage of the hourglass world and go to the other pole of the hourglass.

The sand ball rolled slowly, and Cheng Ziming's body was crooked, almost being flattened. The leopard pressed heavily on him, and through the robes, he could feel the hard hairs on this guy's body, itching on his body.

The sand ball rolled faster and faster, Cheng Ziming only felt a moment of dizziness, and then a pain in his chest, it turned out that the hard head of the leopard was on his chest.

The sand at the entrance of the cave fell as the sand ball rolled, and a faint light came in through the hole.

It's not good, it's going to be discovered.

Cheng Ziming struggled to stretch out his arm, grabbed a handful of sand from the inner wall of the sand cave, and pasted it towards the thin hole.

Suddenly, the sand ball knocked on the ground, and for a while, Cheng Ziming only felt a shake in front of him, and the leopard's hard head slammed into it.

"Bang!" Cheng Ziming's head was knocked firmly, his arm subconsciously slashed, and the sand on the entrance of the cave fell down.

A large piece of sunlight shone in, Cheng Ziming squinted his eyes and looked out, only to see the face of the sand man without facial features just looked over.