Haha, the hearty laughter echoed at the top of the volcano, fully indicating the joy in the heart of the owner of the laughter. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking around, a touch of vicissitudes flashed in his dark eyes, Wang Yi couldn't stop laughing, regardless of the weakness of his body, he stood up straight.

After a hard month, several lives and deaths, and finally a harvest, Wang Yi's joy in his heart can be imagined, and at this time, an abrupt voice interrupted Wang Yi's laughter.

"Boy, it's almost over, you don't look at the way you look now, if you don't hurry up and recuperate, if you delay it any longer, it will damage your foundation sooner or later. ”

The figure of the Huangquan Machine Spirit quietly appeared, and there was a trace of strange color on his blurred face.

Hearing this, Wang Yi's laughter came to an abrupt end.

After three breaths, Wang Yi frowned, he didn't know if he didn't check, he was startled when he checked, and it wasn't until this moment that Wang Yi didn't know how weak his physical body was, although Wang Yi's divine consciousness had been tortured for a period of time, but in the end, there was no essential damage, but the physical body was unexpectedly seriously damaged, but this is normal, after all, Wang Yi's divine consciousness has the supplement of spiritual light, but the physical body has been seriously corrupted because of the lack of nourishment of the power of divine consciousness for a long time, and the qi and blood are both deficient.

You must know that the monk's consciousness and the physical body are complementary existences, the physical body nourishes the divine consciousness, and the divine consciousness feeds the physical body, and both are indispensable.

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Wang Yi didn't say much, took out a few pills and took them, held the spirit stone in his hand, sat cross-legged, and began to slowly recover his own deficiency.

Under the nourishment of the elixir, wisps of true qi continued to be generated from Wang Yi's spiritual pool, and finally gathered into liquid, and the condensate crystalline.

Ala la, time passed, the Great Dry Rong Sutra was running endlessly in Wang Yi's body, and a vibrant clear stream flowed through Wang Yi's eight veins of the Qi Sutra, penetrating many of Wang Yi's acupuncture points, and inadvertently strengthening Wang Yi's qi and blood in a way that moisturized things silently.

When he opened his eyes again, the paleness on Wang Yi's face disappeared, replaced by a touch of ruddyness.

Feeling his own state, Wang Yi knew that although his physical body had not yet recovered to the best state at this time, it could no longer be linked to weakness, and Wang Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after all, the loss of qi and blood, and the damage to the physical body was not small.

It was at this time that the figure of the Huangquan Instrument Spirit appeared in front of Wang Yi again.

Looking at Wang Yi, who was ruddy-faced, Huangquan Qiling looked serious, and said slowly:

"How's your business, boy, can you leave, you know, we've been here for more than a month, and the rest of the road is not easy. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yi's expression was straight, and his eyes did not fall on his right wrist, and at this moment, there was a dark snake shadow there revealing a trace of coldness.

"Senior Huangquan, my things have almost been done, although they are not yet completed, but the next things can only be handed over to the right time and place. ”

Hearing this, Huang Quanqi's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded silently, although Wang Yi had never explained to him what he was doing during this time, he did not shy away from him, with his insight, he could roughly guess what Wang Yi was doing, so there was nothing to be surprised by this.

"Boy, since you're almost busy, then it's time for us to leave here and go to the real Yellow Springs Underground Palace. ”

In the end, there was an indescribable melancholy in Huangquan Spirit's words, and it was obvious that he had returned to his hometown, and his heart was not at peace.

"Let's go. ”

After a moment of silence, Huangquan Qiling suppressed the emotion in his heart and spit out these two words at Wang Yi, and as his words fell, a light gate appeared out of thin air again, standing in front of Wang Yi.

In fact, there are three entrances for the Fire Jedi to enter the Yellow Springs Dungeon, which exist in the three large volcanoes, but if you want to pass through these three entrances, in addition to having the corresponding secret methods, you can only violently destroy these three large volcanoes.

Of course, all this is nothing to Wang Yi, after all, he has the leadership of the Yellow Spring Spirit, and with Wang Yi's departure, the volcano has returned to its previous calm, but under this calm is a turbulent undercurrent.

I saw that under the blazing magma, black lines like tadpoles covered the whole body of the thousand-year-old red fire copper at some point, and with the generation of these strange patterns, a suction force began to be born on the body of the thousand-year-old red fire copper.

And as time passed, this suction force became bigger and bigger, and finally turned the thousand-year-old red fire copper into a small black hole, and the whale swallowed the surrounding heat. Obviously, he wants to use the whole volcano as a tonic to nourish his body. It is not difficult to imagine that when the thousand-year-old red fire copper completes its transformation, it will be the end of this large volcano.

Walking through the light gate and looking at the new world in front of him, Wang Yi's dark eyes had a trace of surprise that could not be concealed.

Different from the imaginary fairy scene, this place is more like hell on earth, the sky is blood-colored, as if the blood is dyed red, the ground is purple and black, as if the blood has been baptized by time, there is no green mountains and green water here, there is only the white bones of the forest that stand thousands of feet.

With a solemn expression, the scene in front of him made Wang Yi can't help but beat a drum in his heart, after all, everything here reveals an ominous aura, indicating that this is not a good place.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help but set his eyes on the Huangquan Instrument Spirit beside him, wanting to get an explanation from his mouth, but at this time, the Huangquan Machine Spirit didn't notice Wang Yi beside him at all, and saw his figure standing still, his eyes were scattered, as if he was recalling something.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yi's mouth opened, and finally he didn't say anything, standing quietly beside Huangquan Qiling, looking at this piece of heaven and earth with him.

I don't know how long it took, but the Huangquan Instrument Spirit, who was reminiscing about the past, finally came back to his senses.

"Boy, if you have any questions, just ask, and we'll move on. ”

The voice was low, mixed with a hint of imperceptible heaviness.

Hearing this, Wang Yi, who had ups and downs in his heart, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but he quickly reacted.

"Senior Huangquan, where are we?"

Hearing this, Huang Quan's expression remained unchanged, and without any hesitation, he spoke directly:

"The place where we are now is the core of the Huangquan Underground Palace, which is called the Huangquan Burial Ground. ”

Although Huangquan Qiling's words were plain, Wang Yi could still detect a trace of pride in his words.

He was a little puzzled in his heart, Wang Yi never thought that he would come directly to the core of the Huangquan Underground Palace as soon as he appeared from the Fire Walk Jedi, which was really a bit unexpected for him. I don't know if it's supposed to be like this, or if it's because of the Huangquan Instrument Spirit's move.

And just when Wang Yi was a little puzzled in his heart, Huangquan Qiling then spoke:

"Boy, any questions?"

Hearing this, Wang Yi was silent for a moment and shook his head slowly.

"No more. ”

Although there are still a lot of doubts in his heart, Wang Yi knows that now is not the time to ask these questions, and he doesn't need to ask when he should know, and Huangquan Qiling will explain them to him one by one.

Hearing this, Huangquan Qiling glanced at Wang Yi in a little surprise, but it was nothing more than that.

"Then let's go. ”

As the words fell, the figure of the Huangquan Instrument Spirit slowly floated forward, and Wang Yi followed closely behind.