At this moment, the Qi machine locked on Zhao Hao suddenly became stronger.

And the sky also tore a ferocious hole.

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the stars and moon lost their light.

Zhao Hao felt a strong attraction coming from the cracks, grabbing every bone, every strand of skin, and every drop of blood and tugging at it.

"Is it so sudden?"

He was startled, grabbed Huang He's wrist with one hand, and directly held Ning Wanli in his arms with the other arm.

The next moment, everything was spinning.

When he woke up again, he found that he was standing on the bronze ground.

No!

Not the ground, but the edge of the cauldron.

He looked around and was stunned by the size of the Kyushu Cauldron.

Just the edge of the tripod is ten feet wide.

And the ring-shaped tripod mouth can't be seen to the side at a glance.

The Kun was so big that it couldn't be stewed in one pot.

Putting it on the Kyushu tripod is obviously untenable.

This is a cauldron capable of stewing Kunpeng.

He took a deep breath and looked down.

In the cauldron, there seems to be endless space.

It was obviously far away, but the appearance of the bottom of the cauldron could be faintly seen.

It is vast and vast, and the buildings are vast and majestic.

But only ruins are left.

The bottom of this cauldron is in ruins.

"Jiuzhou Ruins!"

A voice sounded, and it belonged to Ning Wanli.

Zhao Hao asked curiously: "Do you know?"

Ning Wanli nodded: "I know!"

Zhao Hao was a little surprised: "Tell me quickly!"

Hearing this, Huang He also came over. She also knew nothing about the things inside the cauldron.

Ning Wanli looked at his hand around her waist and said solemnly: "I can say that, but at least take your hands off my waist first!"
Chapter completed!