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The rain of blood splattered on the surrounding stone walls, staining the originally dark and dull cave walls with a touch of vermilion. Fragments of flesh and blood were scattered all over the place, like a living person being forcibly dismembered in an instant, bloody and terrifying.

The red-robed man snorted angrily, and walked curiously towards the cliff in the cave. He wanted to find the source of that unrivaled energy from before.

Just a few steps, the cave suddenly turned over like a cow on the ground, and the shock was endless. The red-robed man only felt a huge earthquake under his feet. Immediately, he saw a deceitful and earth-shattering tyrant entrainment with raging fire gushing out from the bottom of the cliff, like a hungry and ferocious fire dragon, spitting out a demonic tongue of fire, devouring him.

This powerful and ruthless peerless aura is many times stronger than the previous one. The fierce strength passed against the stone wall on the opposite side of the cliff, drawing a long crack. The gap on the top of the Blazing Yan Mountain was also difficult to withstand the strong and ferocious force, and it was cracked by the fierce force. Countless scattered stones fell one after another, and the entire Blazing Mountain seemed to be about to collapse.

Before the domineering energy arrived, a strong foehn wind rushed to the face.

The red-robed man was shocked when he saw this. Knowing that the comer was not good, Nei Yuan was full, and he shouted angrily in a cold voice, and the body protection qi mask appeared in response. I saw that when the wind was howling, the red-robed man's vast qi formed an oval-shaped transparent encirclement outside his body, protecting his own body in it.

At the same time, the red-robed man in the air shield flipped his palms violently, condensing Haoyuan. Intended to block the flames that came to your face. Behold! Still a step slower.

"Uhh

The red flames were rolling, the waves were steaming, and only a muffled snort could be heard in the foehn wind. But seeing the smoke and dust, the red-robed man "kicked!" Step on! Step on! He took a few steps back and was shaken out of the cave. The only eyes that showed out of the mask also showed a hint of horror.

The red-robed man felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a hot fireball, causing his internal organs to tremble and his blood to rush backwards. It's a little unsteady on his feet. Frightened, he had no choice but to return to Yuan to protect his body, so he was repelled by the ferocious qi wave.

In an instant, the red-robed man also had a sharp turn in his mind: not to mention that this energy could pass through the bottomless abyss, it could still exert such power. It seems that there is another master under the cliff. Moreover, looking at this kind of skill, the people under the cliff don't know how many times stronger than themselves.

When the red-robed man thought about this, he retreated. It's just that he had just retreated to the entrance of the cave, and his heels had not yet steadied himself, and the remnants of the strong strength just now swept in again. The red-robed man was injured in front of him, he didn't dare to be careless, he flipped in the air, and lightly touched the boulder on the mountain on the tip of his toes, and he actually flew several times in succession, and disappeared in the mountains of West Kunlun without looking back......

After a fierce battle, the cave was quiet again. Only after the fire dragon collided, it was scattered to a little bit of spark, and it was still floating leisurely in the blazing foehn wind......

The white horse passed through the gap, the sun rose and sunset, and before you knew it, the day had passed.

Towering between heaven and earth, the blazing mountain is still the same as yesterday, exuding a faint glow of fire from top to bottom. The strange-shaped boulders on the mountain seemed to slowly hang their heads and close their eyes under the light of the golden crow. At the mouth of the hidden cave, there are still remnants of the flesh and blood of the black-clad masked man yesterday. It's just that under the scorching sun, the blood stains at the entrance of the cave have gradually solidified, and the smell of blood is not as strong as before.

In the hazy Qing Haichao, he suddenly felt dry and hot, as if he was in a steaming big steamer, about to be steamed, his chest was unbearable, and it was difficult to breathe. And he vaguely felt as if his body was locked by something, and he couldn't move, which was very uncomfortable. I couldn't help but slowly open my sleepy eyes, wanting to see what was going on.

It didn't matter, it almost scared him out of his mind.

I saw that a few feet below him, a fiery red was dazzling.

The boiling magma scorched gold flowstone was billowing black smoke and flowing away into the depths of the darkness. The fine, soft and viscous flow of Yan is sometimes like a hot paste, hugging together; Sometimes like bifurcated mountain streams, they don't invade each other; Sometimes it is like gold water in a melting furnace, and the golden light bursts out.

Qing Haichao felt the rolling heat wave that was constantly surging upward, and his whole body was already sweating profusely and damp. At this time, he suddenly saw a thick black smoke mixed with an unusually pungent smell of burnt paste rushing upwards, so he couldn't help but raise his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose, and turned his head to hide upward.

Above him was a darkness as far as the eye could see. Only in the farthest part of the sky, there was a small circular gap, faintly shining a few rays of light.

Qing Haichao saw the black smoke overflow his body and rise upward. That's when I started to look at where I was. The clinker looked at it, which made his scalp tingle and cold sweat.

Beneath him was an ancient tree that sprouted from the cliff. That ancient tree had no branches or leaves, and it was extremely strange. Only a thick, curved tree trunk suddenly poked out a few meters of its body. The further you go, the smaller the trunk of the ancient tree becomes. What's even more amazing is that on the soft treetops at the end of the ancient tree, there are two fiery red fruits.

The strange fruit was about the size of a palm, like a pine cone in flames, exuding a faint halo of fire, which was extraordinarily strange and magnificent.

Qing Haichao's short body was crawling on the bend of the trunk of the tree, and his legs were riding on the soft trunk of the ancient tree. In a panic, his trembling hands couldn't help but clench the last life-saving grass again.

He remembered that before he fainted, he had entered a hidden cave. But now it is in the middle of the deep abyss, and you can't go up or down.

"This ...... How did I end up here? ”

Qing Haichao muttered to himself in confusion. It's just that he didn't know that he had already come back from a circle around the ghost gate.

"Hey! Anyone? Qing Haichao shouted above the darkness. He hoped that someone would suddenly appear and take him out of this treacherous and terrifying place.

However, he was disappointed, and all around him was the hot Yanliu molten stone broken gold that emitted a "snort! Laugh at! "Strange sounds, all that was left was the deep roar of boiling magma rolling down the lows, and nothing else was heard.

After carefully looking at the surrounding scene, Qing Haichao suddenly realized that he was now under the cliff he saw before he fell into a coma.

Above, there are dozens of zhang high, and the cliff is steep and difficult to climb; Below, the magma molten gold fossil, once it falls, it will be wiped out in an instant. This is exactly what is called being in a desperate situation, a dilemma. Rao is self-conscious, bold and careful, and the fearless Qinghai tide can't help but be overstretched, and his heart is cold.

At this time, the sweaty Qing Haichao suddenly felt that the wounds on his body were like being sprinkled with pepper and salt, and there were bursts of piercing pain.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his body slowly curled up. Clutching the trunk of the tree beneath him, he gritted his teeth and endured, his face constricted and twisted, and his expression was full of pain.

The feeling was like ten thousand ants drilling into the heart, and the child who was covered with scars on the ancient tree trembled with pain and couldn't straighten his waist. Many years later, Qing Haichao recalled the feeling at that time, and felt that death was a kind of happiness compared to that kind of pain.

Qing Haichao, who grinned in pain, watched the two strange fruits shrouded in flames in front of him sway at the end of the treetops. He knew that it must be the fire fruit he had been looking for. It's just that he is now seriously injured, and he is under the cliff of the abyss, unable to move. Even if you find it, whether you can get out alive is an unsolvable question.

Qing Haichao endured the severe pain, and carefully leaned down, just to see if there was a place to stay under the ancient tree.

At this moment, two pitch-black black iron tokens suddenly fell out of his open arms and fell straight towards the dark red sky under the cliff.

Qing Haichao recognized the iron card. That's what he found from the dead pair of brothers a few days ago. It seems to be a symbol of their status. Although it is not very important, for him, it is a token of remembrance of the deceased, and it is also the respect he should have for the deceased.

In a hurry, Qing Haichao hugged the trunk with his right hand, and quickly reached out with his left hand to grab it. It's a pity that it's still a step too slow. Although one piece was caught, the other piece had gradually fallen to the bottom of the cliff, falling into the red flame of the lava and turning into molten iron.

At the same time, Qing Haichao suddenly discovered that there was a very eye-catching small cave in the place where the token fell, that is, at the bottom left of him.