ocean!

The endless sea!

Endless sea of ​​melting rocks and fire!

The hot magma swells, and wisps of blue smoke rise, and flames up to more than ten meters high burst into the sky from time to time. The forceful heat can steam people. Black stone mountains are exposed from time to time on the hot magma sea. These low stone mountains can only be said to be reefs in the magma sea. The surface of the stone mountains is so hot that it is difficult to stand on, and may be crispy by the high temperature. Occasionally gravel will slid down on the surface, and sometimes the entire small stone mountains will shatter. Some rootless pumice stones flow slowly with the magma.

A figure as flexible as a monkey jumped on the rocks. The naked upper body was black and shiny, with a well-proportioned figure, and the muscles were bulging, full of sunshine. I saw this man's eyes were bright, his eyes were full of power, his eyes were shining, his lips were pursed into a line, and his body was filled with explosive wildness.

Whoosh! The man fell vigorously on a reef. Before he could stand firm, the stone shattered and sank into the magma. The man was about to fall into the hot magma and turned into blue smoke.

However, the man suddenly slapped his palms down, and two fire dragons spewed out, hitting the surface of the magma, and leaping up several meters with the force. Then a beautiful somersault fell lightly, and his toes floated forward a few feet on a piece of gravel that had not yet completely melted on the magma. When he fell, he cast two fire dragons as he did, safely landing on a slightly taller stone mountain five feet away.

The man squatted on the rock mountain with his feet slightly bent, ready to jump up again at any time. He reached out and wiped the cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead, because the cold sweat had to evaporate as soon as it came out. The man felt that his forehead was so hot that it could burn the eggs.

"His uncle! He almost turned into a roasted bird!" The man couldn't help but swear. This man was Han Yun, who had been in the Lingchi Cave for almost three months. He looked much darker and wilder, with his upper body naked and his lower body only wearing knee-length shorts. His well-proportioned and solid figure was extremely lethal to vision.

Three months now!

Han Yun has been speeding in this endless sea of ​​magma for three months, and the hot sea of ​​magma has almost no safe footing. Even those stone mountains are roasted hot and cannot stand in the same place for a long time. You must keep running. Han Yun's pair of flying cloud boots have long been broken. Now they are barefoot and have to use their spiritual power to protect their feet from being burned.

Moreover, this sea of ​​magma is not just hot, with unknown dangers lurking everywhere. Sometimes a sudden eruption will occur, and the hot magma is sprayed up to dozens of meters high. Even if you fly with a sword, you may be killed in an instant.

Of course, in order to save spiritual power, cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage will not use the method of flying objects to control objects, because flying objects to control objects is too consuming. Once the spiritual power is exhausted and they cannot find a place to settle down, they will be determined.

Fortunately, there are quite a lot of "returning spirit pills" and "returning the Yuan pills" on Han Yun, but Han Yun tried his best to save it. In this ghost place, there is no spiritual energy in the air. Even if there is spiritual energy, you cannot sit in a place to sit and restore spiritual power. You can only rely on eating the spiritual pills and other things to restore spiritual power. Therefore, Han Yun has always tried to save spiritual power, and he will not take it without taking elixirs. This is also a test and exercise for himself.

Over the past three months, Han Yun found that his control of spiritual power had improved qualitatively and his spiritual power had become more pure. What made Han Yun most depressed was that the sea of ​​magma was still endless, and he repeated boring every day. If this continued, he would be suffocated to death even if he was not dying of heat.

The stone mountain under his feet swayed, obviously overwhelmed. Han Yun quickly jumped up and jumped towards the nearest small stone mountain.

At this moment, the hot magma suddenly split apart, and a black monster as big as a puppy emerged from underneath, bounced high, spreading its bloody mouth and sucking Han Yun's feet.

This kind of monster is called "roasted salamander". It is extremely heat-resistant and can live in magma with thousands of degrees of high temperature. It survives by sucking the middle fire force of the magma. It has a bad temper and fierce temper, attacks approaching things at any time. It is also not weak in strength, and has the strength of a level three monster.

Han Yunren was in the air, not surprised but happy. A red light flashed in his hand, and a ghost-headed knife shot out suddenly!

Chi! With a light sound, the ghost-headed knife penetrated his eyes and disappeared!

Zhishu let out a sharp scream and fell towards the magma below. Han Yun hurriedly let out a "Ten Zou Ivy" to wrap the body of "Zhishu" and pulled it hard. He landed lightly on the stone mountain and reached out to catch Zhishu's body. The vines as thick as arms were just burned.

Han Yun held the body of the sword salamander and took the ghost-headed knife back, bit it into the sword salamander's throat, and drank a few large sips of fishy and smelly blood. A coolness spread in his body. The unbearable feeling of heat on his body was slightly reduced. Han Yun couldn't help but breathe comfortably and took a few more sucks.

Although the roast salamander lives in the scorching magma and absorbs the power of fire, its blood is extremely cold. Drinking a sip in this environment is like drinking a glass of iced wine in the hot summer, which is so refreshing.

Resistance to heat is secondary, and the most important thing is to replenish water. In this endless magma sea, only this kind of thing can be eaten. As a cultivator, he could have not eaten or drunk for a long time, but it is too hot here and the body's water is lost too quickly. If there is no water to replenish, he will die of thirst sooner or later.

The blood of the roast salamander has another advantage, which is that it can quickly restore 30% of the spiritual power, so that the disciples who come in to practice will fall into a desperate situation due to exhaustion of spiritual pills. This is the magic of creation, and everything will leave a glimmer of vitality.

Han Yun ran and packed the remaining blood in a container, and then summoned the little guy Jiji out of the ancient pattern gourd.

Han Yun didn't know that Ling Chi Cave was such a harsh environment, so he brought Jiji, the little guy in. Jiji seemed to be very afraid of heat, so he didn't want to move. He kept coming out of his body with a sweet smell, as if he had melted pastries. Jiji smelled the breath of roast salamander's blood, his eyes suddenly opened, holding the container and wrinkled his face and drank it all. He was obviously better and licking Han Yun's palm with his kiss: "Jiujiujiu...Jiuji..."

Han Yun rubbed Jiji's head docilely and said, "I'll be able to go out after a while!"

Jiji nodded with his little face and wrinkled, and went back to the ancient pattern gourd to sleep. The temperature inside was at least a little lower than the outside. Han Yun put away the ancient pattern gourd, spread his body, and continued to run endlessly.

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Chapter completed!