The white-bearded old man has been dormant in the Flame Mountain for thousands of years, and has cultivated to the most refined and pure Heavenly Fire Yuan Force, as long as he stays in the belly of this mountain, there is an endless stream of Agni Origin Power to control and control, so as long as he still has a breath, he can still trap Wu Yi and them here, continue his great cause of seeking immortals, and what is condensed at this moment is not the body of the soul, but the power of the Agni Origin.

But Wu Yi will not give him this chance again, the white-bearded old man is scheming, insidious and cunning, if he is not a little sure, it is impossible to be willing to die here, so he sacrificed the fire god furnace for the first time, and in the heavenly punishment just now, he collected a lot of thunder power, the heavenly tribulation just dissipated, he immediately controlled the divine furnace, and poured out towards the white-bearded old man, and in an instant, the silver light was magnificent, as bright as day, as if the heavenly calamity had come again, and the power was monstrous.

"You...... Yes...... The old man is going to destroy you!" The white-bearded old man was too busy to take care of himself, and he didn't notice that Wu Yi had secretly collected the power of thunder, and at this moment the spirit body was scattered, and he was powerless to dodge, and after letting out a few terrible screams, he knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, turned into a sword of seven souls, and went towards Wu Yi's eyebrows, preparing to launch a divine sense attack, and die with him.

"If you want to kill me now, I'm afraid it's too late. Wu Yi was not panicked, the heavenly fire yuan power was poured into the fire god furnace, and suddenly lit up with a dazzling copper-colored light, those few divine sense attacks, all wrapped by the light curtain, were included in the divine furnace, the legendary holy weapon, and the refining god tripod, really worthy of the name, the furnace lid had just been closed, it was already silent, completely calm.

The surging of the underground magma is getting faster and faster, the hard stone wall is constantly dissolved, and a large area of collapse begins, Wu Yi didn't have time to take a breath, directly controlled the fire god furnace, rushed into the wriggling magma, filled a furnace, the magma contains the power of the origin of fire, the heavenly fire in his body is not full, with this furnace of magma, stay in the future and slowly refine, as for the cold jade platform, the foundation was dissolved by the magma, naturally it could not be let go, and they were put into the Qiankun bag together, and began to run wildly with the unconscious Song Qingmu and the small fire that had just crossed the catastrophe。

The heavenly fire yuan force is endless, isolating the terrifying high temperature, and the passage deep into the center of the earth has collapsed for most of it, if you are trapped in the belly of the mountain, it is a dead end, even if you survive with the help of the golden tripod, you will also be locked up by eternal life, it is better to hang it up, so Wu Yi did not care about the imminent collapse of his body, and increased his speed to the extreme, before the passage was closed, he rushed out of the cave and came to the stone platform that stretched out, and as soon as his front foot landed, a boulder of tens of thousands of catties fell violently, stirring up dust in the sky, and completely sealing everything in the depths of the earth。

The surging magma in the center of the earth formed all kinds of magnificent illusions in the sky, which was very similar to the scene of the eruption of the heavenly fire they had seen before, but Wu Yi had no intention of appreciating all this, and rushed directly to the valley at the foot of the mountain, there was no terrifying pressure here, and he could not feel the scorching temperature, even if the volcano erupted, it would not affect here, and after landing on the ground, he quickly moved Song Qingmu out of the golden tripod, placed it flat on the grass, fed him a few top-grade elixirs, and then sat up, put his hands against the back of his heart, and continuously input the heavenly Dao Yuan force。

This process lasted for nearly ten minutes, and Song Qingmu's breath gradually returned to normal, his heartbeat became more and more powerful, his blood veins resumed circulation, his closed eyes slowly opened, he looked at the surrounding scene a little blankly, and asked suspiciously: "What is this place......?" It feels so familiar that I will really come to another world after I die, I must have been here, but I can't remember. ”

"Brother, you finally woke up, the master is almost tired like a dog. Wu Yi gasped heavily, just now he controlled the refining god tripod and frantically operated the heavenly fire yuan power, the consumption was already terrifying, coupled with the continuous input of the heavenly dao yuan power at this moment, he was almost exhausted, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his whole body was soaked, as if he had been drenched in a heavy rain.

Song Qingmu looked back, and immediately said in surprise: "Big brother, why are you here? What kind of place is this, are we all dead? I didn't expect to be together after death, it's not too bad." ”

"I'll rub, don't you kid dare to be a little more disgusting, Lao Tzu is dead, I don't want to mix with you crow's mouth anymore, we escaped from the center of the earth, and now we are back in the Flaming Mountain, look around, isn't it the valley where we just settled?" Wu Yi felt a chill, quickly withdrew his hands, wiped a handful of sweat, pointed to the surrounding scene, and explained briefly.

"Escaped, how is this possible? The white-bearded old man didn't squeeze us dry, what happened?" Song Qingmu's eyes were full of incredulity, the horror of the white-bearded old man, he was unforgettable, he couldn't figure out how Wu Yi escaped, it was simply unreasonable.

"This is a long story, I'll explain to you slowly after we get out, let's go and talk to them in purple clothes first, those ghosts can't find us, if we turn back to find them, then we'll suffer." Wu Yi was always a little worried in his heart, those shadow killers who looked like crocodiles were very cunning, maybe there would be some secret means to find Song Ziyi and them to take revenge, the transformation technique of Tianhuo Yuan Force had been mastered, as long as they could be found, there would be no regrets.

"Good...... Good...... Let's go right away. Song Qingmu struggled to stand up, only to feel that the sky was spinning, it was dark in front of him, and he almost sat down, and finally stood firmly, when suddenly there was a figure in front of him, which frightened him and exclaimed: "I'll rub, this ...... Who the hell is this? Where did this kid come from?"

Maybe it's because he has been with Wu Yi for a long time, and he has begun to speak freely, Wu Yi suspects that this guy is still a little delirious, but when he looks back, he is also startled, I don't know when there is a doll next to him, about five or six years old, with red lips and white teeth, like a beautiful jade carving, very delicate and cute, especially those big watery eyes, staring at Wu Yi curiously, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something, it is almost cute.

"I'll wipe it, it shouldn't be the white-bearded old man who has come out again! This is too evil!" Wu Yi jumped out of the way at once, and entered a state of high alert, for fear that the old gang would find them again.

The little boy pondered for a long time, and finally spoke, and shouted a little immaturely: "Ma Ma...... Ma Ma ......"

This voice was very familiar, and it was exactly the same as the first time Xiao Huo spoke.