Chapter 5449

"Brother Sanqian, hurry up and feel the Pangu Ax."

Hearing Xiao Tao's words, Han Sanqian quickly sensed it. Sure enough, this time Han Sanqian could clearly feel a very strange force wandering around him.

Although this power is so weak that it can be ignored, it still cannot escape Han Sanqian's consciousness. The most important thing is that it can feel the unusualness of this weak power.

It contains a very overbearing and unsolvable root within it.

Obviously, this is the absolute supreme power.

It is also obvious that only among all weapons like the Pangu Ax, it is possible to possess such domineering power.

"The color of your light is the same, which means that Brother Sanqian, you have sensed the existence of Pangu Ax. Now, you have to try to communicate with him."

comminicate?

A big question mark appeared in Han Sanqian's mind.

Communicate with a force?

How to communicate this?

After all, it is not a living creature, nor is it a spiritual body.

However, Xiao Tao said it, and Han Sanqian completely trusted him, so for him, there was only one choice, and that was to obey him obediently.

Han Sanqian stabilized his mind and then tried to establish contact with this power.

call!

Almost as soon as Han Sanqian gave up all distracting thoughts, his eyes suddenly became blank. The next second, he saw him suddenly standing in this vast expanse of white.

There was no one around, let alone anything. He was the only one in this world.

But almost at this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly heard a subtle sound.

This sound is extremely small, so small that it is almost completely inaudible to the naked ear.

Han Sanqian felt that he could hear it entirely because his consciousness was activated to the maximum, so he could hear in this environment.

Han Sanqian looked along the sound, and was shocked to find that there was a small ant under his feet.

And the sound is exactly what it makes.

It was carrying a piece of rice at this time. Although the rice grain was small, to the little ant, it was almost twice the size of its body.

However, there is white air all around, and even the feet under my feet are completely white. There is no soil or rocks, so where do the ants come from?

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian couldn't help but be surprised. He squatted down, gently picked up the ant, and put it in the palm of his hand.

After the ant landed on the palm, it was too small to tell whether its facial expression was panic or calm. In short, it still hugged the rice grain tightly and tried to leave Han Sanqian's palm.

Han Sanqian couldn't help but smile: "I won't hurt you, so why leave?"

"If you are afraid, I will let you go."

As he spoke, Han Sanqian put his palms on the white air surface at his feet, allowing him to crawl down his palms and leave.

Soon, the ant carried the rice grains and landed on the surface of the white air. After that, it carried the rice grains and disappeared into the vast white air.

Han Sanqian didn't take such an incident seriously. He stood up and looked around, trying to find a direction or something.

You can't stay here forever, right?

But the surroundings were all the same. For a while, Han Sanqian didn't know where to go or where to go, so he could only walk around in a daze.

"What on earth is this place? Aren't I communicating with Pangu Ax? How...why did my consciousness suddenly enter this kind of place again?" Han Sanqian, a monk about two feet tall, was completely confused.

He couldn't figure out what was going on, but after circling around, he found that he couldn't get out of this place.

Everything around them is exactly the same, and there seems to be no boundaries around them.

If you bite the bullet and go on, you may very well end up walking to death, but you may not be able to reach the end of it.

Therefore, after going around in circles, Han Sanqian seemed to be still going around in circles.

Han Sanqian was very depressed and didn't know what to do at all.

But at this moment, suddenly, those small but very familiar sounds came into my ears again.

He looked down and saw that the original ant appeared at his feet again.

However, what was different from the last time was that this guy was no longer carrying the piece of rice, but instead was dragging a larger piece of something that seemed to be flour.

Han Sanqian suddenly thought of something and crouched down in a hurry.

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