Chapter 90: The Weak Are Like Ants
A big living person turned into charcoal in an instant, this scene is really terrifying.
When the other stone pickers saw it, they trembled in fright.
But those Ten Directions Sword Sect disciples' expressions were very calm, even indifferent.
"Mark the place you just walked through. ”
Among the disciples of the Ten Directions Sword Sect, a young man with slightly dark skin and a cold face commanded.
This ruthless young man is the senior brother Zheng in the mouth of the previous disciples of the Ten Directions Sword Sect, Zheng Qian.
He didn't look at the stone pickers, who in his eyes were nothing more than ants, tools to be used.
His eyes were fixed on the extinct volcano in front of him, and it was hot.
"According to the records left by my ancestors, that's right, fire spirit milk, I must get it, as long as I get fire spirit milk, my physical body will definitely be able to cultivate to the second grade, in that way, my strength will increase greatly, and I will definitely be able to win ten consecutive victories on the bronze platform and be on the bronze list." ”
"It's not even just about breaking through the second-grade body, but also going to the next level, three hundred years ago, the ancestors got the fire spirit milk here, and now three hundred years have passed, the amount of fire spirit milk must have accumulated a lot, if there is enough amount, it is not completely impossible to break through the third-grade body, haha, in that way, how far can my combat power be improved?"
Zheng Qian thought feverishly in his heart.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zheng!"
The disciples of the Ten Directions Sword Sect responded, and then clumps of white powder were thrown out and sprinkled on the place where the big man had walked just now, forming a safe route.
"Now, you, go and find your way. ”
The disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect pointed to a young man who was about twenty years old.
The young man's face suddenly turned pale, his face was desperate, and he was in a cold sweat, and he shouted: "I beg you, let me go, I beg you." ”
"Ah Hai, young heroes, please let Ah Hai go and let me replace him, he is still young!"
An old man with gray hair walked out, knelt on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed.
"Grandpa, don't, you can't go!"
The young man shouted.
"Let me come, let me come, please let Ah Hai go, he's still young!"
The old man didn't seem to hear the young man's words, and continued to kowtow.
"Oh, what a pair of affectionate grandchildren, okay, the master will open the net, old man, you go and explore the way!"
A slumped-nosed disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect waved his hand.
"Grandpa, grandpa, don't go. ”
The young man cried out in tears.
"Ah Hai, grandpa is old, it doesn't matter, but you must live. ”
The old man told the young man, and then he walked forward.
The young man watched in despair.
Two hundred meters ahead, the big man walked before, it was very safe, and the old man passed smoothly.
Walking here, the old man carefully avoided the place where the magma had been sprayed before and continued to move forward.
But before he could go a hundred meters, when the old man stepped on it, the ground suddenly cracked, and the old man fell directly.
Immediately, there was a terrible scream, and after a few breaths, there was no sound.
"Grandpa!"
The young man yelled in despair.
The other stone pickers were even more flustered, and their faces were bloodless.
"Make a mark!"
Zheng Qian continued to command.
Whew!
Clouds of white powder were thrown out, marking the path to safety, and the place of danger.
"You, it's your turn, go up!"
The disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect pointed at the young man in front of him.
The young man's face changed miserably, and he shouted: "Just now, my grandfather has already replaced me just now, you... Why are you still calling me there?"
"I've never said he's going for you, he's going first, I'm going to satisfy him, and now it's your turn. ”
The disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect said coldly, with a hint of playfulness on his face.
The other Ten Directions Sword Sect disciples all looked at them indifferently.
"No, no, you can't do this, you can't do this, I don't go, I don't go. ”
The young man kept shaking his head and hissing.
The other stone pickers were silent, not daring to say a word, for fear of being noticed by the disciples of the Ten Directions Sword Sect.
"Not going?"
The face-chilling face of the disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect turned cold, and he said with a cruel smile: "If you don't go, if you don't go, I'll send you on the road now to accompany your dead ghost grandfather." ”
With a wave of the sword, the cold killing intent enveloped the young man's body.
There was a look of horror in the young man's eyes, but he finally trembled forward.
When the young man walked forward for a few dozen meters, he suddenly fled to one side frantically.
"If you want to escape, you want to die!"
The disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect with a collapsed nose shouted, exhaled, held the sword in both hands, and slashed down towards the fleeing youth.
Shout!
A sword qi burst out, instantly spanning a distance of dozens of meters, cutting the fleeing young man in half.
"As I said, you obediently go to explore the way, there is still a chance to live, and if you want to escape, there is only one way to die. ”
The disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect sneered, then pointed again, and said, "You, go explore the way." ”
The person who was pointed out walked out in despair and trembled forward, hoping that he would be lucky and be able to come to the end.
But the result is still death.
In this way, one by one, they picked up stones and stepped forward to explore the path, and one by one they died in the flaming magma.
But safe routes are slowly being discovered.
The closer you get to an extinct volcano, the more dangerous it becomes, and the more unstable it becomes.
More than thirty stone pickers, and more than a dozen died in the blink of an eye.
At this time, there are still about 100 meters away from the extinct volcano.
A few more people were called to investigate, and finally, a complete and safe road appeared.
"Young heroes, can we go?"
There were more than ten stone pickers left, someone asked in a whisper.
"Where are you going? The news here must not be leaked out. ”
Zheng Qian, who had not spoken, spoke.
"What... What? What do you mean?"
The stone picker's face changed dramatically.
"What do you mean? You're all going to die!"
The disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect of the Collapsed Nose sneered.
"No, no, you said that as long as you find a safe way, you will let us go, you can't do this, you are a disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect, you can't help but be trustworthy. ”
"Please!"
"No, I don't want to die, I curse you, you can't die well!"
More than a dozen stone pickers had already given birth to hope, but at this time, they looked desperate and shouted frantically.
"Curse us, you also know that we are disciples of the Ten Directions Sword Sect, who dares to kill us. ”
The disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect sneered.
"There's a guy there, coming this way. ”
Suddenly, a disciple of the Ten Directions Sword Sect shouted.
The rest of the people couldn't help but look over there.
Behind the right, a young figure is walking towards this side step by step.
This figure, about fifteen or sixteen years old, has a slender figure and a beautiful face, but his current eyes are extremely cold, cold and terrifying.
This young man is naturally Lu Ming.
(End of chapter)