He Lang suddenly thought of a detailed question and said, "What about the other four people who came here with you, except for the inventor?"

"I guess it was a lot of bad luck, and the situation was very dangerous. After that, I also inquired for a long time, but I didn't hear anything from them. ”

"What about the inventor, aren't you both young with him, where has he gone?"

"We are now in a sect called the Jade Immortal Sect in the Upper Cultivation Realm, because of that old brother's amazing ability, the master of the sect gave him a private mansion in less than three years, and now he is engaged in some inventions and creations every day, and he is also living like an immortal. ”

"Why did you come here? Isn't this the Nether?"

"That old brother refined a magic weapon for the master of the door a while ago, and he needed this magma grass as a raw material to let me go on this trip. ”

At this time, it was already getting dark, and the two talked all night unconsciously, but they were in great spirits.

"He Lang, what are your plans for the future?"

He Lang briefly talked about the experience of promising the old man to send Mo Fei'er to find relatives.

"Otherwise, you go back to the Jade Immortal Gate with me, you also said just now that you are cultivating the exercises, I think many people there are very advanced in cultivation, why don't you go somewhere, maybe you can get a lot of inspiration." Lan Yun suggested.

As soon as He Lang heard that it made sense, and he had nowhere to go, he gladly accepted this kindness.

After the two discussed this, He Lang also had a settlement in his heart, and he was also very confused about where he was going. Now that he can partner with Lan Yun, the two are even more in love, how can they not be happy.

It was close to noon when Mo Fei'er woke up slowly, her eyes were full of smiles, and only then did she know that she had successfully broken through the second floor, and now she was also a third-layer monk.

After Mo Feier packed up, the three of them prepared to go on the road together.

As soon as he walked out of less than three miles, Lan Yun's face became more and more ugly, and he hurriedly said, "I'm afraid that the Magma Demon Lord has already been out of the customs." ”

"How do you know?" He Lang looked at Lan Yun suspiciously.

"Generally speaking, once the magma grass is taken away, the magma lord will be aware of it, but he is in retreat, and he must slowly wake up to avoid internal injuries. As he spoke, he pulled out a black compass-like object and pointed to the place where the transparent crystal on it had turned red.

He Lang also picked it up and looked at it, but he didn't see it, so he handed it to Lan Yun.

"We're out of the valley now, the Magma Demon Lord shouldn't come to trouble us, right?"

"I think the Magma Lord will chase those eight first, but if he doesn't find the Magma Grass, he won't stop. ”

"Then let's get out of here, and the farther we go while the Magma Lord doesn't notice us, the better. Mo Feier said hurriedly.

The three of them then hurried forward again, and after less than half an hour, they suddenly felt that the temperature around them had risen sharply, and in a blink of an eye, they saw an eight-armed humanoid monster with a height of three meters and a body full of flames appeared in front of them.

This monster has a green face and fangs, and its body is strong, he focused on describing Lan Yun, and said: "You damn mortal, dare to steal my holy grass, it's really tired and crooked, hurry up and hand it over, let you die a happy death." "This demon beast has cultivated human language and transformed into a half-human form, and it seems that it has become a refinement.

"Which eye did you see me taking your things? Isn't it that you monster is daydreaming, and you always feel that no one owes you?" Lan Yun didn't show panic, but stared coldly into the eyes of the magma demon lord.

The Magma Demon Lord roared angrily and shouted, "Take your life, see where you run!"

I saw that the Magma Demon Lord jumped in front of the three of them, holding a black gold stick, and slashed towards Lan Yun.

Lan Yun protected He Lang and Mo Fei'er behind him, and flexibly flashed the magma demon lord's stick, only to hear the black gold stick hit the ground with a loud sound, He Lang saw that the ground was smashed out of a pit half a meter deep by this stick.

Lan Yun gave full play to the characteristics of his speed, flashing left and right, moving up and down, and was not taken advantage of by the Magma Demon Lord for a while.

But how can the Magma Demon Lord be provoked? After he learned from the mouth of the eight people that the magma grass was on the body of the fifteen or sixteen boys, he searched the canyon inch by inch with his divine sense, and except for the eight people who had been killed, he did not even find a single figure, so he rushed to the outside of the canyon to track down, and finally found the whereabouts of the three people, so he angrily intercepted the three people. But the young man was very cunning and clever, and he couldn't get close for a while.

Lan Yun's body is extremely flexible, so that the Magma Demon Lord and his fierce battle for a cup of tea have not been able to hit the other party hard, Lan Yun can still seize the opportunity to fight back from time to time, but this Magma Demon Lord seems to be a copper wall and iron bones, and he can't hurt it in the slightest.

But at this time, Lan Yun was also embarrassed, because the Magma Demon Lord was blazing, like a fire, Lan Yun's hair and eyebrows were all burned and curled, He Lang and Mo Fei'er seemed to be scorched by the scorching sun in the air, making their eyes black for a while, and they were about to die.

The Magma Demon Lord became more and more angry because he couldn't hit this traitor who stole the holy grass, and in an instant, he was hugely long, more than ten meters tall, Lan Yun saw it, and suddenly felt bad, who knows, just when the three of them were frightened, a stream of flames sprayed in the direction of the three of them. This flame was not an ordinary fire, but a sacred fire at the bottom of the pool that was sucked from the bottom of the magma, and if it was sprayed, the three of them would probably be wiped out immediately.

At this moment, He Lang suddenly felt a stab in his left palm, a golden python more than half a meter long, thick with a child's arm, and four legs flew out from the left palm, and the python also rode a white-clothed young man on his back, and the strange thing is that the height of this white-clothed young man is only the length of an adult man's small arm.

When the Magma Demon Lord saw that he was blocked, and saw the golden python rushing towards him, he knew that this miscellaneous thing was blocking his plan, so he pre-vented his anger on this golden python.

I saw several flames spewing out in all directions at the same time, and one was spraying a heavy golden python, and the golden python roared in pain.

Seeing that the golden python was about to fall from mid-air, the young man on the golden python immediately swung his sword to slash away the damage of the flames, and the golden python recovered as before, and stubbornly rushed towards the center of the magma demon king's eyebrows.

The Magma Demon Lord was very surprised, he didn't expect that his holy fire would be easily broken by the dwarf-like youth, seeing the golden python rushing towards him, he couldn't help but dodge in a hurry, and then his eight arms shook, each holding a weapon in his hand, with a sword, a halberd, a hammer and an axe, and smashed towards the golden python one by one.

But this golden python's body is agile, and it is not embarrassed to swim in it, and finally finds the opportunity, and suddenly flies to the face of the magma demon lord, the magma demon lord is not in a hurry to dodge, and is hit by the young man on the golden python with a sword, and his body instantly shrinks to a normal height.

The Magma Demon Lord had never encountered such a powerful opponent, and he was also flustered, he secretly thought, this young man's skill was definitely above him, and the blade of the sword made him can't help but stab into a shivering aura, so that he could only exert less than half of his attack power.

The Magma Demon Lord secretly screamed badly, and he vaguely felt that he would suffer a great calamity today. But the face of running away can't be pulled, so it can only be given stubborn resistance.

The golden python's flexible body swayed left and right of the Magma Demon Lord, and in less than a moment, it was stabbed several times by the young man, and he saw that the Magma Demon Lord was about to be defeated.

Just as the Magma Demon Lord was about to take the opportunity to escape, the young man swung his sword vigorously, and a cold light accompanied by the Magma Demon Lord's low roar ended the battle.

He Lang only heard the sound of the Magma Demon Lord's body falling to the ground and making a bang, and there was no movement. And the whole battle lasted less than a pillar of incense before it ended. It's embarrassing.

Then the white-clothed young man rode the golden python and disappeared in place without stopping, and bounced into He Lang's left palm, followed by the corpse of the Magma Demon Lord.

He Lang and the other three, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are shocked.

"Dude, I didn't expect you to have such a magic weapon, let me see. Lan Yun turned around and immediately pulled He Lang's left hand over to take a closer look.

He Lang and Mo Fei'er suddenly realized that the golden python was not the baby in the womb of the golden python by the stream that day, and the young man in white must be Brother Jing.

So He Lang simply told Lan Yun about Brother Jing, and Lan Yun couldn't help but be surprised after hearing it.

He Lang secretly called out Brother Jing a few times in his heart, but no one answered, thinking to himself, Brother Jing had told himself that every time the Yuan Shen left the Immortal Spirit Mirror, it would consume a huge amount of True Yuan, and it could only be repaired slowly to make up for the loss.

He Lang is very grateful, Brother Jing has saved himself in danger many times, so he has spent a lot of money, which is very unbearable. He looked inwardly at his left palm with his divine sense, and there was nothing else.

Since He Lang's cultivation reached the sixth layer, the visible space in his left palm has changed from less than two meters square before to a five-meter square space now, but when he looked up and down, he didn't see the corpse of the Magma Demon Lord, and he was very puzzled.

Could it be that it has evaporated? He Lang couldn't figure it out, but the joy of escaping death just now had already dispelled this doubt.