Chapter 193

Going through the stone gate is like going through thick glue. In the process of quince's hard work, time and space extend and blur infinitely in his senses, as if he had gone through infinite time and space. Quince seems to "see" a lot, but seems to see nothing.

It's so easy to pass through the stone gate. He immediately feels his own difference. A thin but very tough film covers his body surface. If you don't pay attention to it, it's easy to ignore the existence of this film.

This should be the reason why I can move freely in the spirit world. The secret treasure is indeed a secret treasure. Quince thought to himself.

Knowing his own changes, quince inadvertently raised his head and was immediately attracted by the scenery in front of him. The most striking thing is a river that makes a huge sound. The dark green river twists and turns from the sky. Every time it passes through a special place, a waterfall falls down and turns into a long curved river on the earth, echoing the Tianhe above.

That's exactly what quince said before about the poison River, which is formed by the spiritual convergence of the elixirs abandoned in the main material world for hundreds of millions of years. It can really be called the most poisonous place in the whole multiverse.

No, there is no concept of earth and sky in the ruins of creation. Quince looked around and saw the problem immediately. The realm of creation ruins can't even be regarded as the reversal of heaven and earth. The whole realm has no direction. What he steps on is all the land tamped by the fragments of creation, connecting and extending to infinity.

In the distance, countless fragments of mountains towering from the land became one of the few landscapes.

Quince squatted down, grabbed a handful of sand under his feet, and felt carefully. The touch of various high-level and low-level materials crossed his mind one by one.

After hundreds of millions of years of evolution, the soil has completely become an unknown material, but this kind of material Quince shakes his head. As an alchemist now, it is impossible for him to extract useful materials. Even if he is put into the furnace of all things, he may have no effect.

On the whole, the ruins of creation are more like deserts in the physical world. The difference is that the "sand dunes" of the ruins of creation are composed of waste materials and metal fragments, which are more difficult to read.

There is no light in the ruins of creation, and its light source is composed of three parts: one is that the spiritual world reflects the light of other realms, which is similar to the light emitted by the stars in the material world; the other is that the poison River emits its own green light, which can be used as the raw material of medicine, and some of which can emit its own light, which can be used as the spiritual collection of all abandoned medicine for hundreds of millions of years In the course of evolution, there are some special effects that emit light; the third is the product of the fusion and mutation of some abandoned creatures. Just like quince, there is a strange building not far away, which mends the potholes. It can be seen that its predecessor is a lighthouse creation, and the revolving lights on the top of the tower bring a lot of light for a mile.

"Go to the lighthouse first." Quince said to himself, just entering the ruins of creation, he needs a place to settle down, and then he is thinking about other things. In the ruins of the creation, the only forbidden area he knew was a hundred miles around the poison river. In this range, Whoever enters or dies just needs to breathe in the breath of the poison river. No matter how powerful he is, he has to kneel down. This was accidentally mentioned by * * when he talked about the ruins of creation.

Quince waved the water element puppet out of his left hand. The spiritual world is dangerous. To be careful, he put the water element puppet in front to lead the way.

The lighthouse is not far away. Quince only walked for ten minutes, and the whole lighthouse clearly appeared in front of him. But not far from the lighthouse, quince stopped, put away the water element puppet, hid behind a pile of abandoned metal, and secretly observed the abandoned lighthouse, because he saw the "aborigines" around him, a pile of long hands A kettle with feet?

Under the vision of quince's spirit, these little guys, who could not even reach quince's foot bend, were clumsily queuing up one by one and came to a nearby waste dump.

Some "long" and some round water bottles were rolled across the body on small piles of waste materials. After several times, something magical happened. These waste materials were basically rolled into large particles.

After that, some "long" not so round water bottles lift the lid on the top one by one, put these large particles of waste into their own bodies, one by one, and then they clumsily walk to the lighthouse.

Quince frowned, wondering what these strange, patchy jugs were doing?

Moreover, under the vision of his witchcraft, none of these kettles have the ability to hide their strength. No, to be more precise, these kettles have no ability to hide their strength.

All the kettles, according to quince's judgment, the smaller ones have level 1 strength, the medium ones have level 2 strength, and the large ones are less, but all of them are level 3 strength. Quince took a deep breath. Even if these kettles didn't seem to be a threat, he would not be able to stand up if he swarmed on them.

Quince decided to observe for a while and see what happened. This observation is that in the past 12 hours, since quince came here, no other things have been done by these kettles.By the way, the film attached to quince's body can maintain quince's basic physiological operation. In other words, as long as he doesn't fight hard, he can survive in the ruins of creation for half a year. But if we fight frequently, the energy needed to maintain physiological operation is far from enough.

Fortunately, quince has a magic garden. Since the existence of the magic garden, Alice, the flower fairy, has been planting mysterious edible plants from time to time. It's not a problem that he can eat and drink in the ruins of creation in half a year.

At this time, the front of a large truck is twisted from metal into a twist drill shape, turning the disused tires to the lighthouse.

No technical content of parking, twist twist drill into an abstract face.

"Doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle, doodle. Then, a kettle reluctantly went to the front of the truck car and formed a long line.

The first kettle tilted to the ground with its spout. The sand like waste materials were dumped out. Then the lid of the kettle was lifted, and round blue crystal beads rolled out and fell on the truck.

Quin's eyes were tiny, and though he could not touch the blue crystal beads, he could guess that the crystal beads eight or nine were the essence extracted from the waste materials.

"These little things are amazing. It's not crazy for the alchemists to see them."

After that, quince witnessed how wealth was made, and all kinds of crystal beads poured into the container in a continuous line, until an hour later, the container was filled.

Quince is so excited to see that a carriage of refined materials is so clearly placed in front of him. Up to now, he is basically sure that these kettles should not be aggressive, but he still dares not to make mistakes. I'm kidding. A truck puller shows the sixth level of chiguoguo. Even if he doesn't have any other ability, he can let chiguoguo pass by simply crushing with strength He went straight to the collective subconscious sea.