I saw the three-headed and six-armed demon god walking up to the pair of giant jaws, bending down to pick up one of them, and then picked up the head of the weird insect, holding it firmly with four arms, and holding it tightly with the other two hands. Grasping the giant jaw tightly, he placed the side of the jagged blade on his head and pulled it back and forth.
Along with a saw-like sound, some dark yellow powder slid down from the head of the strange insect following the movements of the three-headed and six-armed demon.
Qu Wuming was overjoyed. The power of his spiritual consciousness had already clearly observed that a deep scratch had appeared where the giant jaws were rubbing and pulling back and forth!
"Sure enough, it works!" Qu Siqiu and Qu Wushe also came over and watched in surprise as the extremely hard monster's head was cut back and forth by the giant jaws to create a mark, with a hint of joy on their faces.
Qu Wushe winked at Qu Siqiu, and was about to open his mouth to show off his intelligence, but he saw that Qu Siqiu had already turned around and inhaled the sword that was already a little dull with him, and then grabbed another one on the ground. A giant jaw turned around and cut away the remaining plastron.
"This...hey!" Qu Wushe looked at the ninth-level sword in his hand that had already been curled a lot, and hurriedly turned around, picked up all the remaining plastrons, and moved towards Qu Siqiu's side. , said with a playful smile, "Good girl, can you use it for me after you're done? Hehe..."
On Qu Wuming's side, he had no time to care about what the two of them were doing. He raised his giant jaw and took a look, and found that the jagged blade seemed to have no wear at all, and that the strange insect's head had been sawed out several inches deep. After a cut, he began to saw boldly and confidently.
For a time, saw-like sizzling sounds came one after another in the Zifu space, and from time to time there would be crisp sounds when some pieces of armor fell to the ground and collided with each other.
When Qu Wushe and Qu Siqiu had cut off all the plastrons in their hands, they joined in the process of cutting the heads of strange insects.
With the two of them joining, work efficiency has doubled.
Just over an hour passed, and the huge monster insect's head had been divided into four large dark yellow slabs of different sizes.
The largest piece was more than five feet long and nearly three feet wide. One side was slightly raised and curved, and was taken from the upper end of the strange insect's skull.
The two smallest ones were about the same area and size. They were taken from both sides of the monster's head and were deliberately trimmed by Qu Wuming into two drop-shaped shields.
The one between the two is located directly in front of the monster's head. It also has its own curvature. It is more than five feet long and relatively narrow. It doesn't look like a shield, but more like a dark yellow thick board.
As for some of the leftover materials that he had cut out, Qu Wuming was not willing to waste them. He gathered them all together and planned to find a way to hand them over to more professional weapon refiners to help with processing when there is a suitable opportunity in the future.
At this time, Qu Wuming just wanted to simply build some armors, shields and weapons for himself that could be used first. With them in hand, he would be able to use them more in the following days of wandering through the underworld. Some chance of survival.
Qu Wuming thought about it for a moment, picked out two of the weapon refining methods he knew, and cast a line of divine consciousness to transfer the two refining methods into the minds of Qu Wushe and Qu Siqiu, and then The phantom of the three-headed and six-armed demon god was removed, and he became busy again with the body of Nascent Soul...
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In the Zifu space, the "project" of refining armor, shields and weapons is in full swing. Outside, Qu Wuming's body has been quietly urging the "Falling Star" orb, sneaking silently underground in Mingshayuan. With.
Although walking through the black gravel in Mingsha Plain consumes more than twice the mana of walking through ordinary land, in order to leave Mingsha Plain as soon as possible and avoid the black that is still raging on the ground above our heads, During the sandstorm, Qu Wuming could only choose to grit his teeth and persevere.
If he really felt that the consumption was too great, Qu Wuming would stop the light escape, seize the time to restore his mana by swallowing pills, and then continue on his way.
Along the way, Qu Wuming had to keep an eye on the road ahead to prevent himself from sneaking too fast and accidentally jumping out from places where too much black sand on the ground was swept away by sandstorms, resulting in extremely deep potholes. He also had to release his energy at all times. With the power of divine consciousness, observe whether there are other figures of weird insects around you.
Because if there can be one weird insect like that, there may also be a second and third one... It was so difficult to kill one when you encountered one before, but if you encounter two or three at once, or even more If so, the consequences would be disastrous.
Fortunately, Qu Wuming did not encounter other weird insects in the next dozen hours. It was as if the insect that suddenly appeared was the only living thing in the entire Mingsha Plain.
While sneaking, Qu Wuming secretly estimated the direction and distance of his travel. He felt that if there were no unexpected events, he should be able to leave Mingsha Plain in another twenty hours...
Along the way, all the landscapes are almost identical.
There is endless black gravel everywhere, and there are hard stone pillars scattered everywhere, with their upper parts polished by sandstorms into different shapes.
Qu Wuming sometimes even feels a slight illusion, feeling that he has been spinning in circles and has not moved too far from the previous place...
The violent sand and dust above his head were always raging and roaring, and gradually Qu Wuming also figured out some patterns from the direction of the sand and dust.
As Luo Xingchen said before, this black sandstorm seems to be circulating in a specific direction.
It's like having a giant, transparent cup filled with water.
The water in the cup is the long black sand here.
When a sandstorm blows, it's like someone uses an invisible hand to stir the glass of water in a specific direction.
Although there may be turbulence and waves at different locations in the water, the entire glass of water is always spinning in the glass and will never break through the boundaries brought by the water glass.
"Then what's under this water glass?" Qu Wuming suddenly stopped escaping the light slowly, and the power of his spiritual consciousness extended through the "falling star" orb into the thick gravel under his feet. It seemed that except for some unknown Apart from the strange rocks that were buried in the black sand after they fell in any year and month, there is only endless black sand.
"Go down and have a look."
Qu Wuming urged the "falling star" orb to dive straight down, and continued to dive for dozens of feet, until his feet were covered with large "slates" made of the same material as the strange rocks, and he could no longer dive down. Then it stopped.
However, another question brought greater doubts to Qu Wuming.
The power of divine consciousness cannot penetrate these "slates" under your feet.
Naturally, there is no way to explore what secrets are hidden underground in Mingshayuan.
At such a deep place, the pressure coming from the surroundings is so great that even with the power of the "falling star" orb, it cannot stay for long.
Qu Wuming only explored the surroundings briefly, and after finding that there was no gap under his feet for him to explore, he had no choice but to go up again in a hurry.
When the pressure was relatively low and there was still a certain safe distance from the sandstorm above his head, Qu Wuming stopped the "Falling Star" orb again, preparing to restore his mana before moving forward.
In the barrier of the "Falling Star" orb, Qu Wuming sat cross-legged and closed his eyes in the void. He took out a high-level spiritual stone in each hand and swallowed a pill in his mouth to quickly replenish his mana. A two-pronged approach. Most of the mana was consumed before replenishing it.
Although people became quiet, Qu Wuming's thoughts never stopped.
That huge transparent cup filled with water always lingered in Qu Wuming's mind, making Qu Wuming feel strongly curious to find out how the "water" in the cup rotated.
After carefully recalling his feelings while sneaking underground, Qu Wuming seemed to have vaguely grasped some clues. When all the spiritual energy in the two high-level spiritual stones in his hand was absorbed, they turned into two pieces. The gray stone was then gently crushed into powder in Qu Wuming's palm. Qu Wuming suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself: "Yes! During this time, I have tried to sneak into the ground. We went deep three times, and each time we dived, the underground conditions seemed to be slightly different - it was because the stone pillars at the same height had different levels of wear!"
"The wear and tear on the stone pillars means that they have been exposed to sandstorms, and it seems that the lowest wear position of the stone pillars that I saw just now is already several feet lower than the stone pillars I saw at the beginning!" Qu Wuming looked through " Falling Star" orb, looking at the stone pillar closest to him at the moment.
The stone pillar was still very thick, but there were marks everywhere on it, like cuts and axes. It had obviously been beaten by the black gravel for countless years before it was worn into this appearance.
Qu Wuming was horrified in his heart: "It seems that the sandstorm has not reached its extreme yet! Or maybe the black sand is rolled up to different depths in different locations? But no matter what, after some time, it will be where I am now. You will also be surrounded by sand and dust at this height, and the black sand several feet above your head will fly into the sky and become part of the sandstorm!"
"Judging from the several places I have visited, the black sand flying into the sky probably accounts for more than two-thirds of the total black sand in the entire Mingsha Plain! Such a powerful wind must have something to drive it. That’s the power, is it possible..." A picture slowly appeared in Qu Wuming's mind -
It was a huge disk-like thing. The disk was covered with thick columns. Those columns were distributed on the disk in a special pattern. Above the disk, there was another one that was almost exactly the same. of disc.
The two discs almost overlapped each other, and those columns were both components of the large array and the link connecting them. On the inner walls of the upper and lower discs, there were also very complex array patterns carved on them.
A huge palm gently pressed on the other side of the disc below, injecting powerful magic power into it.
Immediately afterwards, the magic weapon composed of two discs lit up, and the violent Xun wind was rapidly generated in the internal space between the two discs, and was then further amplified and enhanced by the array pattern of the upper disc. Then it turned into a sky-reaching wind pillar, shooting out with a powerful force that could tear everything apart...
However, something unknown suddenly hit the disc on the back, instantly shattering half of the magic weapon!
The broken upper half of the disc instantly turned into countless black sand under the agitation of the wind column, and was then sucked back by the power of the rapidly retracted Sunda Wind. The magic weapon rolled away from the giant hand. Control, fell into the void, and finally disappeared...
Qu Wuming remembered the mythical stories his mother once told him when he was coaxing him to sleep when he was a child. It was an era when gods still existed. There once was a god who controlled the power of wind. He had many treasures that could release strong winds, and among them One piece is a black disc, which is said to be able to blow out the wind of the underworld and blow away all the souls of enemies...
