The galloping magma was split alive, but soon, more magma roared and surged over, and the eight primordial infant masters worked together, the beam and the magma were deadlocked, and a small gap was gradually revealed.

It is smaller and narrower than before, but it consumes more spiritual power, and the faces of the eight Yuan Infant Stage masters are flushed, obviously it is really difficult to open the way this time.

While waiting, Tong Xiaoye unexpectedly saw Yan Tianhan.

He was standing in the camp of Chengtian Sect, talking to an old man with a childish face, that old man had a respected status, and several Jindan elders of Chengtian Sect were carefully accompanied, Yan Tianhan talked and laughed freely in this group of masters, and his every move was very eye-catching.

"Come on, this formation won't last long!" The shouts of the Jindan period monks suddenly sounded, and Tong Xiaoye came back to his senses and saw countless Dao cultivators stepping on flying swords and flying away from the path.

Immediately afterwards, the physical cultivators also sent it to the path.

Tong Xiaoye ran fast, and was the first to reach the opposite bank after stealth.

Like last time, she didn't dare to delay, and searched the nearest cave at random, and then fled the cave like a fly, returning to the entrance.

It seemed that there was no danger, until all the physical cultivation had entered, the path was still safe as usual, and even a few Jindan stage Taoist cultivators squinted their eyes and looked at the cave in the distance.

Tong Xiaoye regretted that he still had a headache.

All the people entered Yuntian Peak, and the entrance on the other side of the magma was empty, if there was any accident, there was no crowd to cover it, how could she suddenly appear out?

If she had been stealth and left the big array, where would she have a chance to get close to Yan Tianhan.

After waiting at the entrance for a long time, Tong Xiaoye was a little bored, and he didn't want to go in and risk again, so he rolled his eyes and followed behind Han Fei secretly.

Han Fei was busy befriending the elders from the Hidden Dragon Continent.

"Uncle Dazhi, I didn't expect it to be so smooth this time, it seems that we will definitely gain a lot." Han Fei's chubby face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he couldn't tell that he had been seriously injured before.

"Hopefully, listen to those old monsters. Last time, other sects got several immortal weapons, and we only got one in Wanqinggu, so it's really not good luck! ”

The Great Wisdom Daoist's gaze swept over Han Fei as if it were nothing, and Han Fei felt nervous in his heart.

Last time, Wan Qinggu's luck was actually better than that of other sects, and he even got two half-immortal weapons, one incomplete and two complete, but he put the intact one into his storage ring.

I thought that the heads of other sects would also hide some privately, but everyone would be the same at that time, but I didn't expect that according to Uncle Shi, those guys would turn it in truthfully.

How is this possible!

I don't know if it's the wise people who deceive themselves, or if it's really like this.

Han Fei muttered in his heart, and said with a smile: "There must be gains, we didn't have good luck last time, and this time we will definitely come to work!" ”

The Great Wisdom Daoist was noncommittal, his eyes were firmly fixed on the movement on the other side, Tong Xiaoye hid to the side, thinking hard about how he could take the opportunity to push Han Fei into the rolling magma.

Everyone was nervously looking forward to the baby, and no one paid attention to the eight old men in the formation.

As if it was just a blink of an eye, an old man on the far left suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

The big array suddenly lacked a corner, and the other Yuanying monks couldn't hold on, and they all spat blood from their mouths and fell to the ground crookedly.

"Come on, the ancestors can't hold on!" The monk who was helping to replenish the pill next to the big array screamed, and when someone looked back, they immediately screamed as well.

Someone hurriedly took his place, but it was too late.

The sudden collapse of the large array could no longer hold on, and the magma violently exerted force, breaking through the beam of light that blocked its flow in an instant, and rushed like a torrent.

Not only did it overcome the obstacle, but the lava seemed to be angry, and instead of flowing around the mountain along its original track, it spread over the high embankment and toward the shore.

Tong Xiaoye's pupils shrank, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his head.

Is it right now that the magma is flowing backwards and spreading to the mortal realm?

No, no, it's not like that!

She shook her head again, her heart pounding like a drum.

At that time, the magma flowed backwards into the mortal realm, and it was the monks of the eight major sects who knew that something was going to go wrong, so they were prepared early and used great mana to introduce the magma into the mortal realm.

And now that everyone is unprepared, then the magma will spread along its original trajectory throughout the Cangling Mountains, and no one knows where it will flow.

What about the flames? What about the flames?

Tong Xiaoye panicked and looked around for Yan Qihan's footprints.

It's futile to escape now, the size of Yuntian Peak is amazing, and the surrounding magma rivers are endless, as long as it spreads, no one nearby can escape, even if the monk can fly, there will always be a moment when the spiritual power is exhausted!

Only Yan Tianhan has Haotian Tower to pretend to be human, and only Yan Tianhan is not afraid of the rolling magma at all because he has the Vermilion Bird Fire Spirit!

Tong Xiaoye frantically searched for Yan Tianhan's footprints, and when he turned his head, he saw Han Fei who did not forget to rob treasures in a hurry.

Damn, let's kill this guy first!

The magma had already spread to the embankment, all the monks were frantically fleeing for their lives, Han Fei also wanted to leave, and he was reluctant to give up the immortal weapons on the other side, now that the magma spread array had collapsed, these rabbit cubs had obtained the immortal weapons and fled in all directions, and they would never hand it over to him!

And he is now unable to protect himself, when the Yushan Daoist blew himself up, he obviously blew up all his storage bags, but somehow, some of the magic weapons in the storage bags actually flowed to the outside world, and he suspected that the news was leaked out, in case it was known by the elders of the sect......

The famous sect is the most taboo to kill each other, once the scene of him killing the Yushan Daoist is recorded with the Echo Stone, it is a big crime to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors!

Han Fei's heart has been going up and down, and he is very unstable.

It's obviously something that the gods don't know, but in the past few days, the people from the Hidden Dragon Continent have come, and his magic weapons have also been revealed to the outside world, is there really someone who is trying to mess with himself?

Is it a dustless Taoist who is good friends with Yushan Daoists, or a smart and straight Taoist who pleases him every day?

In the past few days, Han Fei's heart has been very unsteady, and now it is just in time for the chaos near Yuntian Peak, and after thinking about it, he has the intention of taking advantage of the chaos to escape.

Seeing that there were monks on Yuntian Peak who escaped like moths, Han Fei no longer hesitated, and simply stepped on the flying sword and blocked it in mid-air, going to grab the storage bags of those monks who had escaped by luck.

Han Fei was a monk of the Jindan period, and he grabbed the storage bag of the monk of the foundation period, and although the monk who was robbed was indignant, he did not dare to complain, and flew away in a hurry to flee for his life.

Not being able to fly is an eternal pain in Tong Xiaoambi's heart.

She struggled to calculate Han Fei's height, holding a hammer in her hand, secretly estimating whether she could throw a stone and smash Han Fei down like King Kong.

No matter what, try it first, it's a big deal to run away!

Yun Tianfeng was in such a mess, no matter how powerful Han Fei was, he couldn't chase and kill himself under such circumstances.

Tong Xiaoye turned his heart sideways, taking advantage of the fact that everyone was fleeing for their lives in a panic, his toes were light, and his body was flexible to run nearby.

Finally, she had accumulated enough momentum, and her body jumped upwards lightly, and a heavy hammer flew up in the air, flying fiercely towards Han Fei's back.

Han Fei was grabbing a storage bag for a foundation building monk, the monk was standing in front of him, he happened to see the hammer coming to the sky, he was angry and hated Han Fei, he was not surprised to see the hammer coming, he also threw out an iron ball, and took the opportunity to smash it at Han Fei.

Tong Xiaoye's strength was amazing, and the iron ball of the foundation building monk was extremely close, and under the double attack, Han Fei's body shook and fell off the flying sword like a broken kite.

Han Fei reacted extremely quickly, quickly stabilizing his body before falling into the magma river, and waved his hand to recall his flying sword.

As long as they don't spare their spiritual power, Jindan monks can fly in the sky.

But Tong Xiaoye had already calculated this, and after a few runs, he suddenly jumped upward, and half of the immortal weapon tied to the immortal silk flew out like a snake, fiercely entangled Han Fei's naked feet.

Han Fei was caught off guard and was dragged into the magma, most of the armor of the high-grade treasure weapon on his body was suddenly burned off, and a pig-like scream sounded, even though he had armor and spiritual power to protect his body, his body was still burned.

Tong Xiaoye had tempered his body with the Six Yang Fire, and his patience with magma was far better than his, and at this moment, he sat on Han Fei's body, restrained his feet with a bundle of immortal silk, and took a dry gold rod to his head and beat him violently.

Poor Han Feikong has a body of cultivation, first he was inexplicably smashed off the flying sword, and then dragged into the magma by a tattered long silk, and just as he was about to cast a spell to get rid of the magma, he was hit the head.

He had just been seriously injured, and the Yushan Daoist was the best at spiritual sense attacks, and before he died, he used his spiritual sense to hurt his Zhihai, and after the self-explosion, his body was blown up, and the injuries on his body recovered a lot, but the injuries suffered by the mental power could not be healed for the time being.

was smashed down by Tong Xiaoye's stick, his reaction was a beat slower, and he didn't even have time to activate the defensive spell.

And the half of the white silk wrapped around him was made of unknown materials, and it was firmly wrapped around his bare feet, so that he couldn't get out.

Tong Xiaoye's stick didn't stop, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, he smashed Han Fei's head hard one by one, directly smashing Han Fei's head to pieces.

A slippery golden pill flew out of the dantian, Tong Xiaoye didn't look at it, and knocked it with a stick.

Han Fei hung up completely.

Tong Xiaoye was quick to snatch back his storage ring before the lava melted his body.

Getting rid of a big hidden danger, Tong Xiaoye was extremely happy in his heart, and when he looked down, he saw that the magma had submerged his bare feet, and the boots of the best magic weapon had already been completely melted.

She screamed and ran barefoot in the lava.

Damn Yan Tianhan, where did he run to, why didn't he come out yet?

Tong Xiaoye sneered while running, his head kept looking at the sky above his head, searching everywhere for Yan Qihan's figure.

Perhaps she finally had a little luck, and the clear sound of birdsong remembered that in the rolling magma, a red bird rose to the sky, winged and flew into the distance.

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