Civilization: The bacteria built me ​​a god

In fact, with Xu Jingzhe's current physical strength, he couldn't go down to the abyss at all. But because he got a chance from the abyss's strong wind, he could refine himself and be considered as the "same kind" as the strong wind erupting from the abyss, so the strong wind's repulsion to him was naturally not that strong.

Among his peers, Xu Jingzhe's name must be in the top five, regardless of technology or ancient fighting skills.

There was a constant sound of metal friction in his ears, and Xu Jingzhe was falling rapidly. He had an illusion that he had entered a time tunnel, without time, without direction, and only colorful and constantly changing light in his mind and eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Jingzhe felt his body sink and paused. He thought he had fallen to the ground, and when he looked down, endless fear suddenly enveloped his heart.

It was like facing an ancient dragon, and the trembling from the depths of his soul made him want to kneel down.

Under his feet was a huge black hole, bottomless, and he didn't know if it led to the depths of the earth. He floated above the black hole, without wind or support, just floating quietly in the air.

Looking up, there was also endless darkness, without any colorful light, but the fear that enveloped my heart disappeared.

Could it be that as long as I looked down, I would be enveloped by fear?

In order to verify his guess, Xu Jingzhe lowered his head again. Sure enough, endless fear suddenly appeared, and he was restless. The humble insect was like a dragon, and he was in a panic all day long.

Raising his head, everything disappeared again.

Xu Jingzhe raised his feet and walked above the black hole. His footsteps were silent. When he walked through the black hole, he lowered his body and landed on the ground.

It feels so good to be down to earth, Xu Jingzhe thought to himself. It was dark all around, and the ground felt hard to the touch. I don’t know if it was yellow rock. Looking around, it was so cold that it was frightening.

Is this under the abyss? It was pitch black, and there was a feeling of isolation from the world, desolate and bleak.

"Zhao Linger!" Xu Jingzhe shouted, and his voice spread far and wide.

Five minutes passed before the sound disappeared, but Xu Jingzhe did not get any response. However, he suddenly felt his skin cool, as if covered with a layer of mist.

He reached out and touched it. Yes, it was water, very cold water. The darkness gradually dissipated, or rather, the darkness was swallowed by the dense fog. The dense fog was like a mat that swept over the ground, occupying Xu Jingzhe's vision.

Xu Jingzhe involuntarily took a few steps forward, wanting to see the scenery outside the fog.

Fog, fog everywhere.

A slight metallic hissing sound rang in his ears, wandering around his body, like a living thing, making him feel numb on his scalp. A moving "sound"?

His muscles were tense, and all the energy in his body was running. In the quiet fog, there was a rumbling sound, which made people's eardrums hurt. In the dense fog, are there living creatures?

Being on high alert, he slowly explored forward. Unconsciously, he was far away from the huge black hole. At this time, he looked back and saw only a thick fog behind him, as thick as the sticky wine and glutinous rice dumpling juice.

His back was numb, his eyelids kept twitching, and a sense of danger lingered in his heart. He hurriedly turned back and walked, and suddenly stopped. It was still foggy. He couldn't see anything. There was only fog. There was nothing to guide him in which direction to go. He seemed to be lost in this fog.

Xu Jingzhe was stunned for a while, breathing heavily, and staying calm.

"Yi! Please fight with me!"

Xu Jingzhe suddenly opened his mouth, raised his right hand to the sky, and summoned the Burial God Yi.

A little golden light appeared behind him, trying to explode, it flickered a few times, and suddenly went out. The light spot disappeared in the sticky fog, and the Burial God summoning failed.

Xu Jingzhe was horrified. What kind of place is this? Everything here seems to be forbidden. Even the Burial God cannot be summoned. The strongest combat power cannot be used, which makes him very uneasy.

"Is this a cage? Anyone who enters it will be trapped here to death?" Xu Jingzhe asked himself.

Not daring to move forward or back, Xu Jingzhe had to stay where he was and stay alert. Unconsciously, Xu Jingzhe seemed to fall asleep, wake up, fall asleep, and wake up again. He seemed to feel the passage of time.

After falling asleep and waking up, a night passed... a month, two months, and three months passed. When he woke up, his brain was frozen, and he couldn't think about anything. He was in a trance.

In Xu Jingzhe's consciousness, he only remembered the time, and he should have been trapped in the fog for half a year.

The sound of horse hooves came from far away, shattering the ethereal silence around Xu Jingzhe. The sound of horse hooves was heavy and dull, and it carried a sense of oppression. Xu Jingzhe stood up and looked to the right, because he felt that the sound of horse hooves came from that side.

For a long time, so long that his neck was sore.

He saw the shadow of a horse. In his memory, it was the first time he saw such a tall and majestic horse. Its broad chest and thick back were like a city wall. It was pure black, with long hair fluttering. When it raised its basin-sized hooves and stepped out of the white mist, the mist lingered under its hooves, as if it was stepping on clouds.

It held its head high and proudly, and its eyes were shining black, as if a king was coming to the world.

Sitting on the horse's back was a tall and thin man, his whole body covered in a golden cloak, and the drooping brim of his hat covered his face, and his pointed chin was vaguely visible.

Xu Jingzhe looked at the man carefully, and found that there seemed to be a pure silver vine-like pattern on the brim of his hat. It should be a mark. It was the first time he saw such a mark in his memory.

The black horse carried the man on its back and galloped over at a very fast speed, almost floating in the air, but the sound of the horse's hooves spread far and wide.

Just when the horse was about to hit Xu Jingzhe, the man on the horse suddenly pulled the reins, and the tall black horse stopped silently, but the sound of the horse's hooves still rang in his ears until it disappeared for a long time.

Xu Jingzhe looked up and couldn't see the man on the horse, but he knew that the man should be looking at him.

There was silence between the two, and time seemed to be stagnant.

A golden spear suddenly appeared in the hand of the man on the horse, and the tip of the spear was dazzling, as if it was inlaid with a star, and it pierced Xu Jingzhe's chest directly.

Xu Jingzhe wanted to resist, but then he found that he couldn't move at all, and could only watch the golden spear pierce his chest.

In the darkness, a beam of lonely and hazy light hit Xu Jingzhe. He collapsed to the ground, feeling sore all over, gasping for air.

He looked around blankly, and the thick black occupied everything. He lowered his head and looked at his chest again. It was intact. Could it be that everything he had just experienced was just a dream that was almost real?

He wanted to stand up, and the sudden tearing feeling in his chest spread all over his body. That position was where the golden spear had penetrated just now...