Chapter 173 (1/2)

Facing the blocked hole, Jimo Ya stood still, turned his wrist, and a brush appeared in his palm. It was black and shiny, and engraved with complex lines. The tip of the pen was soft, smooth and bright.

It's his usual Qiankun pen!

In his capacity, this pen is naturally extraordinary.

With one stroke in hand, the momentum of the ink career changed. The original gentle and elegant sword was drawn out of the scabbard. It was sharp and calm. It was obviously two different styles, but it was seen in him.

Jimo Ya slowly raised his pen and slowly pointed out three times to the front.

The three simple movements, which he did, were slow and heavy, as if he were carrying a great force.

Three forces in different directions were attracted and turned into a powerful force. In this closed cave, they pounded the past with a rumbling sound.

”Swelling!” A huge noise came out, the whole cave trembled, and the gravel rustled down.

Before this power dissipated, the ink edge waved its sleeves, the white dragon rose high, the divine dragon waved its tail, and hit the stone pile again.

There was another loud noise, the rocks were rattling, and the cave seemed to shake.

But this is not enough. Jimoya swung his pen again.

For several times, with the joint efforts of him and white dragon, the stone pile blocking the hole retreated a distance.

……

A big drop of sweat flowed out of the forehead of Jimo, and the dragon was also a little depressed.

Huan Qinyan tore a corner of his robe and ran to wipe his sweat. ”Childe's career, can you go out?”

Jimo didn't brush away the magic face. He knocked on a stalactite and looked carefully, ”it's even mixed with cold asbestos!”

”Is the cold sponge stone?”

”Cold sponge stone is soft and has great toughness. Especially in places with heavy cold, the softer it is, the more it can bear strength.”

”Ah! Can't we get out?” There was a trace of strange excitement in the phantom's voice.