The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

Chapter 123 God Bless

A huge mushroom cloud slowly rose, and the violent smoke and dust could not dissipate for a long time.

A big hole was burned in the sky by the rising breath, and the starry sky outside could be seen faintly.

Liyun Mountain, even the ground including the surrounding mountains, has disappeared at this moment.

A black and huge pothole that can't be seen to the edge, and the bottom can't be seen in place.

At the edge of the pothole, all the soil has been glazed, revealing colorful light.

Yang Li floated alone on the pothole, dumbfounded.

Stand in his place and watch.

The sky was billowing gray smoke.

There is no land under your feet, it is an abyss, a dark void without boundaries.

"This……"

At this moment, Yang Li was a little speechless. He seemed to know the reason for all this.

It's all that broken bone.

That bone is like a detonator, once triggered, it will trigger the explosion of 1 Big Ivan nuclear bombs.

From Yang Li's point of view, the power of this explosion may be even higher.

But in fact, he didn't know that even if the bottomless hole was blown out under his feet, he might not be able to fill it with the water of the sea, but the explosion was already part of the reason why the way of heaven was protected and blocked.

Otherwise, the scope of the explosion and the scope of destruction will be expanded by more than ten times.

You must know that the sacred artifacts of the Wu tribe are the treasures that the ancestor witches also want to fight for. Each sacred artifact has almost the energy of an ancestor witch.

And as an ancestor witch who does not practice Taoism, but only cultivates mana, how much energy does it contain?

There is a legend in the prehistoric world that the Twelve Ancestral Witches can defeat saints!

The sage has the ability to open up the wilderness and refine the earth's feng, shui and fire, and with one-twelfth of the ancestral witch's power, it is not a problem at all to blow up half of the continent.

Looking at this terrifying black hole, cold sweat dripped from the top of Yang Li's head. He felt like he had screwed up.

His original intention was to find Gonggong...

Later, at the request of Houtu, he went to Liyun Mountain to help obtain the sacred artifact, and then a series of things happened.

When Liyun Mountain collapsed, he trembled in his heart, feeling that he couldn't explain it to Hou Tu, although he didn't really blame himself... But after thinking about it, the mountain collapsed, but it can still be erected again, it's not a big problem.

Then the ruins of Liyun Mountain were burned clean by Zhu Rong.

Yang Li thought again, this piece of land that once carried the holy mountain is still there, it is unknown if it will come back again.

……

Yang Li condensed the power of the five elements, transformed into a stone, and threw it into the deep pit. After listening for 10 minutes, he didn't hear the sound of the stone falling to the ground.

This……

"Hey, is anyone else here?"

The sound was loud and came from far under the pothole.

No one answered.

His heart suddenly became cold, but Yang Li remembered that although the clansmen of the Li Wu tribe had all withdrawn, there were still at least two ancestor witches, two Houtu tribe witches, and one Xiaohui.

Yang Li was so anxious that he flew down into the pothole with the colorful streamer.

Slowly, the surroundings became darker and darker. Looking up, there was only a small hole left in the sky.

But still don't see where the bottom is.

Yang Li was a little strange. His eyesight had always been very good. Even in the dark, he could see very far. After flying for so long, he still couldn't see the bottom, which was a bit outrageous.

Surrounded by nothingness, one man manipulates Treading Clouds to fly up and down, yet he is still a little scared.

"There won't be any ghosts and ghosts?"

Yang Li clasped his hands together: "Xiao Hui, Xiao Xiao, Elder, and Zhu Rong, Li Shou, if you become lonely ghosts, don't seek revenge from me, I am also a victim, my... "

After scanning the body several times, but found no evidence of injury, he pulled out a piece of hair cruelly, "I am also a victim, my hair was blown off."

"God bless, everyone must be safe."

Just when Yang Li was in a state of anxiety, he suddenly heard a voice full of anger and anger from the depths of the abyss: "Oh! Who? Who hit me with a stone?"

This voice is clearly Xiao Hui!

Surprised, he rushed down even faster. From a distance, he saw a round gray egg with a protruding head, looking left and right.

"Xiao Hui! It's great that you're fine!" Yang Li said happily, and recognized that it was Xiao Hui's wings wrapped around his body, suspended in the air. At the same time, he also saw a strange scene.

Not only is it Xiaohui, but there is also a stone floating next to it, but there is no fluctuation of mana, as if it has fallen to the transparent ground.

Below, there is still no end to the abyss.

"Master." Kunpeng was also happy to see the saint, but suddenly remembered something. He touched the third bump on his head and asked suspiciously, "Master, did you throw this stone too?"

Yang Li was displeased, "That's what it is called. What nonsense are you talking about? This stone should have collapsed."

Kunpeng said "Oh" without refuting, but he thought in his heart, if the flying stones could hurt me, then I would have been killed by the explosion long ago.

"Master, look!"

Kunpeng opened its wings as if asking for credit, revealing the scene inside: two witches were leaning against its body, squatting beside it.

"Wu Xiaoxiao, elder?!"

Yang Li was stunned for a moment, then called out.

One of the two witches was old with blank eyes, and the other was strong and bearded, with disgust on his face.

"Brother Chicken, how long has it been since you took a shower, it really stinks."

Kunpeng's face froze, and then he flew into a rage, this little bastard, looking at the saint's face, saved your life, you are still thinking about it, when you were about to reprimand, you suddenly smelled a dreamy fragrance in your nose , Looking quickly, it was Yang Li who handed over five yellow pears.

Its eyes lit up in an instant, and it has been hard work for so long, isn't it just for this day to be rewarded by the saint?

This is five, five!

Even Yuanshi Tianzun would not be so extravagant!

Kunpeng swallowed it in one gulp, laughing uncontrollably.

The mana that Huang Zhongli can give is second, and the most important thing is that it can strengthen the sense of the way of heaven, and it feels that its way of doing things will increase again.

Xiao Hui was fine, and he was protecting two witches, so those two ancestor witches must be fine.

Yang Li looked left and right, but found no trace, called Xiao Hui, and searched far away together.

The height where Xiaohui is located seems to be a dividing line, and there is a deeper darkness below, but just like that stone, if something really falls down again, it can only stop here.

Seeing that the sage seemed puzzled, Xiao Hui hesitated and explained:

"Master, the explosion of the witch clan's holy weapon is so powerful that the land is blown through. Under our feet is the void and chaos under the continent. Through this chaos is the starry sky of the universe."

"At this position, there is an invisible boundary membrane, which prevents the primordial matter from falling, and also prevents any monsters from rushing over in the chaos."