The feeling of weightlessness from falling rapidly made Tang Song experience the feeling of extreme bungee jumping.
Layers of golden Buddha light enveloped Tang Song, wrapping him into an octagonal golden sphere three feet thick.
In addition to the third and fourth layers of the activated Vajra Talisman Array, Tang Song also held a handful of talismans as thick as a finger in his palm.
Wind-controlling talisman, rejuvenation talisman, spring breeze and rain talisman...
Although the batch of steel robots landed successfully, Boss Tang is still quite cautious. Most of the talismans in his hands, except for the defensive ones, are for healing.
To put it bluntly, the combined effects of these talismans can pull a dead person out of hell.
At the same time, Tang Song's spiritual consciousness continued to explore the situation below. After about twenty seconds, countless floating water droplets appeared in the tunnel below.
Ten seconds later, Tang Song was immersed in a water slide.
Boom!
Tang Song floated in the air, watching a torrent falling from the hole above his head, crashing into the deep pool underground like a waterfall.
Even though he was standing above the pool of water, with countless water vapor in the air, Tang Song could still feel a heat coming towards him.
Just as Yin Fan Wanke said, the temperature here is no longer suitable for normal human survival. I looked up at the cave above my head.
Tang Song took out the Five Yin Money Bag, squeezed the bag, and two streams of black smoke spewed out of the Five Yin Bag.
In the black smoke, two silver-armored corpses that seemed to be made of silver appeared on the shore of the pond, spewing black air from their mouths and standing there in a daze.
Leaving behind two silver-armored corpses to mark the way they came, Tang Song felt relieved and patted the Five Yin Bag, releasing a ghost bone banner.
The ghost bone banner circled and landed at Tang Song's feet. With a click, it transformed into a crystal-like bone chair. Tang Song leaned over and sat on the chair.
Countless black mists spewed out from the white bone banner, forming a black cloud that seemed like a solid entity under Tang Song's feet, lifting him up into the sky.
Tang Song sat on a skull throne formed of white bones, with black clouds under his feet. The black clouds were ten feet in size, and there were faint shadows of a dozen ghosts and gods standing in them.
"Hiss"
A black snake with a single horn on its head coiled on the skull armrest of the Tang Song throne, spitting out its core lazily.
While Tang Song was driving the black evil cloud formed by the ghost bone flag towards the distant ocean, he was teasing the little black snake. Without his subordinates following him around, he actually had the feeling of returning to the world of Yamabuli and adventuring alone.
The speed of the black cloud transformed from the Ghost Bone Banner was not too fast. Tang Song sat on the Skeleton Throne, pinching his fingers and scanning the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, looking for the evil energy from the earth.
Soon, the black clouds carried Tang Song to the top of a vast ocean. Tang Song scanned the area with his spiritual sense and found that the oxygen concentration here might be much higher than that on the surface.
In just a few moments, Tang Song "saw" many large and strange-looking marine creatures in the sea.
A strange fish with fangs, as long as an adult's forearm, that swarms in groups.
A plesiosaur with a long neck that hunted strange fish,
A giant shark no smaller than a plesiosaur and more than ten meters long...
A giant octopus with tentacles dozens of meters long...
There are so many of them. Tang Song saw no less than a dozen of these big creatures. Not only did they look strange, but they were also very aggressive.
Trevor and his three companions actually managed to cross the inner sea alive on a homemade raft. Tang Song could only say that they were very lucky.
His luck doesn't look very good!
Tang Song sat on the skeleton throne, holding his chin, looking at a large black shadow rushing towards him from a distance.
These pterosaurs with a wingspan of three or four meters soon arrived in front of Tang Song, fluttering their wings and extending their sharp claws, ready to pounce on the black cloud.
"Go ahead!"
The little black snake hovering beside Tang Song's hand was spitting out cores at the group of pterosaurs restlessly. Seeing its eager look, Tang Song patted its little head.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black line emerged from the black cloud.
Facing more than a dozen pterosaurs, the little black snake's tiny body swelled up like a balloon.
Amid the strange cackling sounds of the pterosaurs, a giant black python as thick as a water tank and more than ten meters long was hovering in the air.
The streamlined body of the python was covered with fine scales. The one-horned black python opened its mouth and spit out a cylindrical red-white electric light.
Hiss!
The three Quetzalcoatl pterosaurs right in front of him were directly pierced by the high voltage current and turned into three pieces of charcoal that fell into the sea below.
Plop, plop…
Waves were rolling on the sea, and strange fishes jumped out of the water from time to time, competing for the pieces of meat falling from the sky.
Quack quack…
I saw three of my companions being killed inexplicably.
The remaining pterosaurs used their little brains to compare the size of the snake in front of them, and they flashed their fleshy wings and prepared to escape.
But obviously, Xiao Hei didn't want to let them go.
The huge python body leaped in the air, and its fangs directly bit through the head of a pterosaur.
As it injected venom, the pterosaur turned into a pool of pus and blood in a few breaths and was sucked into its stomach.
A black one-horned python shrouded in a layer of mist shuttled through the sky, like a black dragon in mythology that could control the weather. In just a minute or two, it slaughtered all the overlords who had ruled the sky in the ancient Cretaceous period.
After swallowing the last Quetzalcoatl, Xiao Hei shrank in size and turned into a black shadow before rushing back to Tang Song, lazily coiling on the skeleton armrest beside him.
After clearing the obstacles, the black clouds continued to float towards the luminous object above the ocean in the distance.
More than ten minutes later, Tang Song finally saw the glowing object.
A cloud of mist several hundred meters across, from a distance, the mist emits a bright yellow light.
But as Tang Song got closer, the color of this huge fog kept changing, and there was a faint five-colored light flowing in it.
"This is, Corpse Evil, Earth Evil, Essence Evil, Five Elements Magnetic Evil...what a mess
How did these things come together?"
Tang Song controlled the black cloud transformed from the Ghost Bone Banner and stopped around the ball of light. His spiritual consciousness swept across the evil ball of light and he looked a little stunned.
This ball of light formed by the gathering of evil spirits is not a single kind of evil spirit, but a combination of multiple evil spirits, forming this huge source of light in the inner world of the earth.
Tang Song cast a spell and captured a few strands of evil spirit from the ball of light. He carefully examined it and found
That’s right, there are four or five kinds of evil spirits, each of which is very pure and is top-grade evil spirit.
But if it was the evil spirit from the earth, Tang Song could still accept it. After all, it might be some kind of environment formed by the inner world of the earth, but this was the ultimate corpse evil spirit.
Holding a wisp of black evil energy that was so pure it was glowing in his hand, the expression on Tang Song's face became somewhat solemn.
This wisp of corpse evil is so pure, so pure that it seems to have been born from the same corpse—
You have to know that the mottled evil spirit formed by the mass corpse pits that have been there for thousands of years can only be considered as lower-middle-grade evil spirit. Even if it is the Huangquan Sect, the evil spirit collected in the Netherworld cannot be as pure as this.
Because even the evil spirit in the underworld is created by countless corpses and undead souls. Although it is also a top-grade corpse evil, the evil spirit generated by the corpses of countless people is inevitably somewhat mottled.
In the world of Yama, it is well known that the higher the cultivation level of the corpse during its lifetime, the more powerful it was, the purer the evil spirit it generates.
This kind of extreme evil spirit, even in the world of Yama, can only give birth to an immortal corpse after the death of a true immortal of at least the pure yang level.
Could it be that an immortal-level being died here
Tang Song subconsciously looked around, then silently released the silver-armored corpse in the Five Yin Bag and set up a simple defensive formation.
Never mind, even if such a powerful being exists, he has been dead for who knows how many years, and his body has turned into evil!
After being on guard for a long time, Tang Song looked at the evil spirit in front of him and felt that he could not scare himself anymore. It was important to contain the evil spirit.
Thinking that a powerful being might have fallen in this inner world, who knows if anything has parasitized on its corpse.
His original plan to condense the evil spirit directly in the inner world of the earth had to be put on hold temporarily.
Tang Song unfolded the Five Yin Bag, and several half-foot-tall long-necked jade bottles flew out of the small purse.
These jade bottles were all magical instruments made by Tang Song before he arrived in the inner world of the earth. They were used to store evil spirits.
Pulling out the jade stoppers from the five jade bottles, Tang Song pasted pieces of talisman paper on the jade bottles.
Then he pinched the seal and cast a spell to absorb the huge ball of evil spirit in front of him. Unlike a single evil spirit, even Tang Song had to be cautious when dealing with this type of evil spirit. He had to separate the strands of evil spirit and send them into these jade bottles one by one.
This process is like pulling out colorful threads from a ball of colorful twine.
Just looking at this ball of evil energy that is several hundred meters long, it would take at least several months to peel off enough evil energy for him to condense the evil spirit. This is a slow and painstaking process and there is no room for impatience.
Fortunately, Tang Song had anticipated this. Not only was there enough food stored in the Wuyin Bag, but the business outside was also taken care of by Lai En, so there would be no problems in the short term.
There is no time in the mountains, and in the world inside the earth, there is no rising or setting of the sun or the moon. People are facing a sphere that emits bright light.
Tang Song sat on the skeleton chair, his mind as calm as a rock, and he performed magic with extremely steady techniques to draw out black or colorful silk threads.
For practitioners, a retreat often takes years.
It may take several years to refine a furnace of elixir, which requires extraordinary patience.
... ... ... .
Before he knew it, Tang Song had been in the center of the earth for two months.
During this period, people from SHIELD visited Tang Song at the Tang Manor in New York many times.
Unfortunately, Boss Tang is not here.
Lai En, the person in charge, was extremely busy...
Gradually, after Phil Coulson and Black Widow Natasha hit a wall several times in succession, they came less frequently.
Two months passed in a flash.
After receiving orders from the World Council, Nick Fury brought a group of agents to a safe house in New York.
The assassin who was transferred from the Secret Service to kill the King of Wakanda is imprisoned here.
According to several rounds of negotiations between the Federation and Wakanda, they need to hand over the killer and the real culprit behind the scenes who they have found to Wakanda.
Because it involves international affairs, the transfer is handled by S.H.I.E.L.D., a subordinate agency of the World Security Council.
Just as Nick Fury watched several agents pushing John Wick into the car.
Two kilometers away from the safe house, a Hydra commander wearing a Kevlar bulletproof vest and a fully enclosed bulletproof helmet was sitting on an ammunition box to rest. The communicator suddenly vibrated a few times, and he jumped up suddenly and ordered loudly:
"The time has come, the first round of fire coverage begins!"
There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the first batch of thirty small-caliber high-explosive rockets had reached the top of the safe house villa.
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The entire villa was instantly engulfed in flames, and half of the building was instantly turned into a white area.
Whoosh whoosh, boom boom boom boom
Two rounds of bombardment from a 150-caliber howitzer and rocket launcher nearly razed the entire villa safe house to the ground.
Nick Fury was lying with blood all over his face in a four or five meter deep pit created by a rocket launcher.
"Tony, I was ambushed..."
Nick Fury contacted Tony Stark in a panic. He didn't expect that the Hydra people would be so crazy that they dared to launch an artillery attack in the New York city area.
If it weren't for his luck, he would have been killed by the rocket.
Nick Fury climbed up, a streak of blood running down his cheek on his dark face.
He didn't bring many people this time, only Hill and four or five agents, all of whom were his confidants.
Nick Fury was a little worried. The enemy used artillery in downtown New York, which was obviously a sign of a potential fallout. He was not sure if they could stop Hydra's attack.
Fortunately, this is New York, and he has Tony Stark as his foreign aid.
"You better hold on for two minutes! I'll be there soon"
Tony Stark's voice came from the communicator.
In fact, it didn't take two minutes.
Boom boom boom…
The artillery position that Baron Strack had high hopes for was destroyed in a series of explosions.
Tony Stark was flying in the air, and the aiming and locking program on the Iron Man suit provided him with precise guidance.
"Guys, you are in trouble. More than two hundred people have rushed into the villa!"
Tony Stark dived, raised his hands, and rows of missiles exploded downwards.
"Chief, how are you?"
"This is terrible. These people's bulletproof vests have bulletproof inserts. Our guns can't penetrate their bulletproof vests at all!"
Nick Fury took Agent Hill and one of the remaining agents to hide behind a bunker, and they were suppressed by the intensive firepower and could not raise their heads.
Nick Fury reached out from behind cover and threw out a portable grenade.
Two Hydra soldiers who got close were blown away.
He took advantage of the situation and swung out his belt, hooking back an assault rifle.
Kaka, Nick Fury checked the magazine.
"Armor-piercing bullets, these sons of bitches!" Nick Fury cursed angrily, leaned sideways, pulled the trigger, and several Hydra soldiers fell to the ground.
"Your Highness, where are your men and your Vibranium fighters? When will your reinforcements arrive?"
"I'm sorry, Director Fury, I'm in trouble! The personnel have been temporarily transferred back to Wakanda!"
T'Challa's slightly apologetic voice came from the communicator.
"Shit!"
Nick Fury yelled...
… … … …
Wakanda's capital city Berning Zana
Because of the war, the leaders and elders of the five tribes of Wakanda gathered in the palace these days.
Wakanda is made up of five tribes: the Merchant Tribe, the Border Tribe, the River Tribe, the Mountain Mining Tribe, and the Jabari Tribe that lives alone in the mountains!
The Merchant Tribe, composed of Wakanda's merchants and craftsmen, is responsible for all of Wakanda's trade activities, including the manufacture and distribution of various clothing and goods. They control Wakanda's main source of finance.
The border tribes, settled on the border of Wakanda, appear to be ordinary herdsmen, but are actually well-trained soldiers who constitute the first line of defense for Wakanda.
Most of the soldiers who blocked the United Nations peacekeeping forces in the border areas came from border tribes.
The cloth robes worn by the border tribesmen can form a defensive barrier, and the rhinos they raise are all covered with vibranium decks, with amazing combat power!
The river tribes live by the water, work as fishermen and farmers, and guard the longest river in Wakanda (the Amas River).
They are very loyal to the King of Wakanda. Prince T'Challa's ex-girlfriend Nakia is from this tribe.
The Mountain Mining Tribe lives next to the mines and is responsible for reclaiming various mineral metals in Wakanda, including vibranium.
As they are the physical strength of the Wakanda Kingdom, the men in this tribe are very strong!
The Jabari Tribe (Ape Tribe) settles in the Jabari Mountains. It is an autonomous tribe in Wakanda and has long been dissatisfied with the Black Panther royal family.
They often wear furs and live alone among the snow-capped mountains.
Their leader M'Baku once gained the power of a gorilla by killing a rare white gorilla. In Wakanda, he is afraid of no one except Black Panther. He is a genuine supernatural high-end combat force!
However, this matter concerns the succession to the throne of Wakanda. Even the Jabari tribe, their leader M'Baku had to come to the palace in person.
The Wakanda Palace is so magnificent that even the outside is coated with a layer of vibranium powder.
Prince T'Challa sits on a throne made of vibranium, behind him is a vibranium sculpture of a giant black panther.
The two sides of the council hall were filled with leaders and elders of various tribes.
They are all powerful figures in Wakanda, and even when T'Chaka is alive, they have to be respected in some matters.
The elders all looked at the strange man standing in the hall.
Many elders began to talk to each other.
"You said you are Prince N'Jobu's son. Any evidence?"
When Eric Stevens heard the words of a tribal elder, he simply turned over his lips, revealing Wakanda's unique fluorescent tattoo on the inside of his lips.
"What is your purpose of coming back?"
An elder from the merchant tribe asked.
The question raised by the elder of the Merchant Tribe caused everyone in the council hall to stop discussing and look at Eric Stevens.
"Of course it's for the throne. According to tradition, I am qualified to challenge T'Challa for the title of Black Panther..."
Eric Stevens looked calmly at everyone in the council hall and explained the purpose of his visit.
"The old king and this prince are too weak. Wakandans don't need peace talks! We have the ability to defeat these invaders alone!
You need a tough king!"
Hearing Eric Stevens' words, the eyes of the leaders and elders of the border tribes lit up.
During this period, their border tribes clashed with the coalition forces, resulting in many casualties.
If we were to ask which of the five tribes in Wakanda is most opposed to peace talks, the border tribe would undoubtedly be the most active.
When Ulysses Klaue sneaked into Wakanda, he massacred many people from the border tribes.
Mysterious people invaded and more than thirty defenders of the border tribe were killed in the battle.
Fighting against the combined forces of various nations, the border tribes lost hundreds of soldiers.
T'Chaka and T'Challa, father and son, advocate peace talks with the enemy, but the leaders of the border tribes have always been opposed.
"Eric, do you think Wakanda's power can compete with the entire world?"
T'Challa slammed his hand down on the armchair of the throne, and his words caused the entire council chamber to fall silent.
Even though the people of the border tribes did not want to negotiate, they knew that T'Challa was right. No matter how high Wakanda's technological level was, it could not fight against the entire world.
The five leading countries outside are almost equivalent to the whole world.
"We can negotiate, but we must first show the outside world the power of Wakanda," M'Baku, the leader of the Jabari, stood up and waved his fist in the prime of his life.
"Every beast in the jungle knows that retreating in the face of a strong opponent will only allow the opponent to further bully and hurt those outsiders. Even if we want to negotiate, we have to take the lead!"
"M'Baku, what do you mean..." Even Prince T'Challa had to maintain due respect for the Jabari tribe, which were independent vassals.
“Prince T’Challa, you and the old king were too weak in the face of foreign enemies. According to Wakanda’s tradition, if someone with royal blood challenges the king, you must accept it!”