"Brother Sanqian, hurry up and experience the Pangu Axe."
Hearing Xiaotao's words, Han Sanqian quickly sensed it. Sure enough, this time Han Sanqian could clearly feel a very strange force wandering around.
Although this power is so weak that it can be ignored, it still cannot escape Han Sanqian's consciousness. Most importantly, it can feel the unusualness of this weak power.
It contains a very domineering and unsolvable root in it.
Obviously, this is the absolute power of supremacy.
It is also obvious that only among the myriad weapons like the Pangu ax can it possess such overbearing power.
"The light colors of both of you are the same, which means, Brother Sanqian, you have sensed the existence of the Pangu Axe. 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 does this communicate?
After all, it is not a living thing, nor is it a spirit body.
However, as Xiaotao said, Han Sanqian completely trusted him, so for him, there was only one choice, and that was to obey obediently.
Han Sanqian stabilized his mind, and then tried to establish a connection with this force.
call!
Almost after Han Sanqian dismissed all distracting thoughts, his eyes suddenly became blank, and the next second, he saw him suddenly standing in this vast whiteness.
There is no one around, let alone anything, he is the only one in this world.
But almost at this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly heard a small voice.
This sound is extremely small, so small that it is almost inaudible to the naked ear.
Han Sanqian felt that he could hear it because his spiritual consciousness was pushed to the maximum, so he was able to hear it in this environment.
Han Sanqian followed the sound, only to realize that there was actually a small ant under his feet.
And the sound is exactly what it makes.
At this time, it is carrying a piece of rice, although the rice grain is small, but to this little ant, it is almost twice the size of its body.
However, there is white air all around, even under my own feet, it is completely white air, there is no soil, no rocks, where are the ants coming from?
Thinking of this, Han Sanqian couldn't help being surprised, squatting down, gently picked up the ant, and put it in his palm.
After the ant landed on the palm, because it was too small, it was impossible to tell whether its facial expression was flustered or calm. In short, it still held the grain of rice tightly, trying to leave Han Sanqian's palm.
Han Sanqian couldn't help smiling: "I won't hurt you, so why leave?"
"If you are afraid, I will let you go."
Saying that, Han Sanqian put his palm on the white face under his feet, so that he could climb down along his palm, and left.
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 white air.
Such a small episode, Han Sanqian didn't take it to heart, he got up and looked around, trying to find a direction or something.
You can't stay here forever, can you?
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 the hell is this place? Am I communicating with Pangu Axe? Why... why did my consciousness suddenly enter this kind of place again?" Han Sanqian was completely confused by the monk of Zhang Er.
He couldn't figure out what was going on, but he turned around and around, and he found that this place didn't seem to go out.
The surroundings are exactly the same, and there doesn't seem to be any margins in these surroundings.
If you bite the bullet and walk, it is very likely that you will go to death, and you may not be able to reach the end of it.
Therefore, after going around in circles, Han Sanqian seemed to be still spinning around in place.
Han Sanqian was very depressed, and suddenly didn't know what to do.
But at this moment, suddenly, the small but very familiar voice came into his ears again.
He looked down, and the ant appeared at his feet again.
It's just that, unlike the last time, this guy didn't carry the rice grains any more, but instead dragged a larger, flour-like thing.
Han Sanqian suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly squatted down.
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