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(); The hot magma is still boiling, and deep in the channel is a deep underground volcano.
Under the volcanic magma, it is not as hot as the volcano indicates. Instead, it is peaceful, like a peaceful red lake.
Everything is red.
The bud barrier formed by the glazed green lotus fire easily isolated the hot magma.
Lingchu walked in the red world, his eyes full of surprise.
This was the first time she saw the scenery under the volcano and in the magma.
There is no turmoil and rage when a volcano erupts, but only peace and tranquility.
In the hot magma, stands an exquisite stone door, about ten feet high, with complex and exquisite patterns carved on it. The pale white stone door just stands quietly in the magma, still emitting a faint light.
The glazed green lotus fire entered the magma, just like a fish entering the water. He was very satisfied and was rarely used by Lingchu. He summoned the glazed green lotus fire outside his dantian. Chao Lingchu's joyful mood never stopped. convey.
Lingchu saw the extremely relaxed look of the Glazed Green Lotus Fire. Although he was not afraid in his heart, he was inevitably a little uneasy. At this moment, he had completely calmed down and could even take a leisurely look at the stone gate.
The stone that built this stone door must not be an ordinary stone, otherwise it would not be able to stand in the magma for a long time and be preserved so completely.
Moreover, what is engraved on it is not necessarily a pattern, but more like a complex formation.
The owner of this room must be a monk with profound knowledge of formations. There are five channels connecting different places. In addition, so many people can be transported with just one wooden box.
A trace of doubt arose in Lingchu's heart. Could it be that it was only the Golden Pill cultivator who could have such a method and be so strange in the cave?
With a cautious attitude, Lingchu's clear eyes turned slightly. Anyway, if there are conditions, there are still many, so it is better to be safer.
There was another copper coin in his backhand, and he tossed it up casually.
The copper coin fell into the palm.
Face up and walk straight forward again.
The copper coins were just a comfort. Lingchu did not place all his hope on this so-called luck. Whether it was the passage of magma before or the inability to enter now, Lingchu already had the answer in his heart.
The point of no return, don’t look back.
Lingchu raised his head and looked at the several true texts carved on both sides of the stone door.
The master here has already given the answer.
This is a road of no return. Since it is a road of no return, don’t look back, just keep going forward.
He raised his hand and pushed the stone door gently. The stone door opened on its own without using any force.
There seems to be an invisible barrier that separates the world behind the stone door from the underground magma. Even though the stone door is open, the flowing magma cannot penetrate at all.
Stepping in, Lingchu didn't hesitate at all.
The moment he entered, the glazed green lotus fire quietly disappeared back into the body, and little bits of spiritual light bloomed in the green butterfly clothes.
The glazed green lotus fire is a strange fire, and it is a strange fire that has not yet fully grown. It is very attractive to most monks, but Lingchu's strength cannot absolutely protect the strange fire.
Therefore, Lingchu rarely used glazed green lotus fire on weekdays.
A flower that has not yet grown up, full of spirituality, not low level, and a strange fire that has never been seen before. Lingchu does not want to test human nature, especially the character of a monk.
Having gotten used to the warm breath inside the magma, the sudden warm wind blowing towards him made Lingchu lose his mind for a moment.
There was a light warm breeze carrying the faint fragrance of flowers, and there were sounds of birdsong in my ears.
Lingchu suddenly changed from the red world to another world. The sudden light stung Lingchu and squinted his eyes slightly.
Open your eyes and see a sea of purple flowers.
Looking down, the ground seemed to be covered with a purple carpet. The waist-high flowers were swaying in the wind, and the layers of purple flowers were rippling like purple waves. It was very beautiful.
Among the flowers, pale pink and light blue butterflies danced gracefully and shuttled among the purple flowers.
The moment of tranquility and beauty made De Lingchu stunned for a moment.
so beautiful.
It was so murderous just now, but now it is so peaceful and peaceful.
Lingchu had no intention of relaxing at all, but instead became more vigilant.
Before Lingchu could take a closer look at his surroundings, several figures appeared simultaneously in his consciousness.
Lingchu's heart trembled slightly.
The first one is the poisonous lady, her whole body is intact, she is still enchanting and beautiful. On the white collarbone, the rouge-colored peony is more lifelike, like a real delicate flower.
As soon as she appeared here, she turned her beautiful eyes, without looking at the crowd, and reached out to pick a small purple flower. With a gentle squeeze, the purple flower fell into pieces, and the lavender flower juice stained her snow-white fingertips. .
Next came the three brothers of the Bai family, or in other words, only the eldest brother of the Bai family.
The eldest son of the Bai family was dressed in pieces like a small flower that had been cut off by a poisonous lady. He had countless scars on his body, most of which were deep enough to show the bones, and bright red blood was still dripping down.
With trembling hands, each carried a mutilated corpse, his second brother and third brother.
Also unable to come out completely were He Yuan and his wife.
The figure who originally looked like a bamboo, with a severed right arm and a pale face, was supporting each other with Luo Zhilan, who was also on the verge of collapse. Both the couple looked embarrassed.
On the other hand, the young man surnamed Jiang was dressed in a black robe, clean and neat, with not even a hair tangled, as if he had never experienced any battle.
However, the young man surnamed Jiang perfectly inherited the reticence and silence of the sword cultivator. He glanced at everyone, his eyes passed lightly over the others, and only paused slightly on He Yuan and his wife.
"White Jade Intermittent Cream."
A white jade porcelain vase was thrown out casually. Luo Zhilan, who had sound limbs, quickly caught the porcelain vase with a grateful look on her face, but then shook her head and threw the porcelain vase back.
"There is no arm left. One blow and it was completely shattered. It will never come back."
In order to block the attack of the stone man for Luo Zhilan, He Yuan was hit in the arm by a blow. The arm was directly shattered. The force almost spread to the body. Luo Zhilan made a prompt decision and broke He Yuan's arm.
Stopped the spread of crushing.
White Jade Interruption Ointment is an extremely high-quality elixir. As long as the body is preserved and does not die on the spot, severed limbs and limbs can be completely reattached.
The young man surnamed Jiang took back the porcelain vase with a calm expression. He just liked He Yuan and his wife. As for the meaningful look in the poisonous lady's eyes, the young man surnamed Jiang didn't care at all, as if he didn't see it.
The eldest son of the Bai family, on the other hand, was immersed in the grief of losing his two younger brothers. He had a gloomy look on his face and didn't care what others were doing.
That road of no return is indeed not an easy road to take.
Lingchu watched that in less than half an hour, the originally lively group of people had fallen into pieces.
Life and death only last for a moment.
Opportunity is called opportunity only if you have your destiny to take it.
The journey of cultivation is so cruel.
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