"Lias, isn't there still the Plains of Fire and the Desert of Ashes, why don't we go and have a look, what if?"

Yevre looked helplessly at Lias, who was almost collapsed, and deeply felt that this guy's psychological endurance was a little poor.

What is a small blow, the dimensional space is already full, why be so greedy?

"Yes, there are also the Ash Desert and the Flame Plain, the master doesn't believe it, if it really doesn't work, the master will leave the secret realm directly from the central passage. ”

Hearing this, Lias bit the cherry mouth fiercely, and then glanced viciously at the gold-like shield of the local tycoon, and took Yevre with him and rushed to the boundary diaphragm.

Hearing Lias's bold words, Yevre couldn't help but be happy, this guy really knew how to leave the secret realm, and he had been worried for so long.

That being the case, whether or not there is a harvest in the remaining two places, Yevre is not worried.

Although the source of the black water and this place did not enter, Yevre also fished a lot of water spars and ground level metals along the way, taking advantage of the rest time.

It may not be useful, but it can be used as a souvenir.

Unimpeded to the side of the realm diaphragm, Yevre was still lucky not to sense the slightest breath of the powerhouse of the mortal stage, and then passed through the passage of the height of the person again, and came to the Flame Plains with a pleasant temperature.

This damn temperature, I'm afraid it's more than four hundred degrees, but fortunately, my magic resistance is okay, and I also have the blessing of a spiritual shield, otherwise it will become dried fish sooner or later.

Looking at the boundless flame plains that rise into the sky from time to time, and then look at the extremely rare fire-attribute demonic beasts, as well as some strange fire-attribute plants, before they had time to collect one or two, they were forced to take Lias away.

Facing the high temperature, facing the weak dark sun, facing the various flames that soared into the sky, looking at the strange fire-type demonic beasts, it took only five days to come to the raging flame wall.

The temperature of the wall of flames was extremely high, estimated to be over 50,000 degrees.

Yevre quickly picked up some high-quality flame crystals, and couldn't help but retreat.

Looking at the spiritual shield that was firmly in place, and feeling like he was in a furnace, Yevre really flinched.

Even if there is a treasure in it, you can't get it yourself.

The shield is so hot that you can't burn yourself to slag inside.

Jevre stood forty miles away from the flame shield, squeezing Lias's every move.

It's still Lias's adaptability, although it's also a little uncomfortable, but he still insists on a series of processes to open the channel.

Persistence is persistence, persistence is persistence, but this perseverance and perseverance did not impress the flame shield at all.

Unwilling to die, Lias tried five times again and again, but his dream was shattered.

Dejected, he and Yevre quietly left together, never wanting to look back at this sad place.

So, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

If Lias had maintained such a contented and happy mentality, he would not have been angry and depressed.

With a blue face and a heart full of deceived Lias, he didn't say a word, and took Yevre as if he were in a hurry, and hurried desperately.

In an instant, Jevre and Lias were again outside the realm barrier.

This time, because Lias angrily slaughtered two Fire-type Flying Demonic Beasts of the Heavenly Rank Primal Realm on the way, Yevre had been a little nervous.

After putting away the demon core, feathers, skins, and minions, Yevre hurriedly ran away with Lias.

It's so fast, it's like an ordinary person being chased by a pack of dogs.

Fortunately, the Heaven Rank Demonic Beast that died due to the shattering of the soul space due to the quick attack did not have any spilled bloody qi, and it still did not attract the attention of the creatures of the Mortal Stage.

Hurrying through the back door, the two of them arrived at the original foothold of Lias, the Ash Desert.

When he first accepted the memories of the secret realm, Lias's strength was too weak to dare to choose the source of the loess that was full of dangers.

Lias, who was blocked in the crack of the stone by a large group of ground-level flying beasts, still has a bit of a grudge.

On the first day of the first day of the new year, he entered the ash desert, and did not go straight to the source of the loess to hunt for treasure, but followed his memory, completely constricted his breath, and quickly approached the original foothold.

It was still quite a long way away, after crossing more than a million miles of yellow sand, and being tormented by the monotonous environment, before he finally found the blue-gold boulder.

It's a shame that Lias left a little personal breath at the beginning, otherwise where would he have found it.

At this moment, Lias's eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was hideous and cute.

According to the territorial rules of Warcraft, unless it is a sudden accident, it is generally not a collective migration.

Sure enough, it only took three minutes to find the boundary within a radius of 5,000 miles. Lias gritted his teeth and found his target.

More than 100 flying beasts, large or small, from the upper realm of the ground level to the lower realm of the Xuan Rank, were wearing yellow-brown feathers, hideous hooked beaks, three sharp black claws, and strange tails, and were chattering and eating.

A few little guys, like children with ADHD, kept playing and playing.

From time to time, a pampered gaze pops out of the eyes of an adult flying monster, a good picture of mother and son, father and son, and deep affection.

Looking at this rather harmonious scene in front of him, Yevre looked at the look of gritting his teeth and devouring the flying beast alive, and was ready to step forward to help one or two.

It's just a bunch of flying monsters, and they really take themselves seriously.

Lias righteously refused Yevre's help, believing that hatred was such a thing, and he had to do it himself to relieve hatred.

Yevre silently waited in the air, watching a bloody massacre unfold in front of him.

Yes, a bloody massacre.

Originally, he could have used the spiritual attack to silently destroy these ground-level flying beasts that blocked the door without any bloody qi, but in order to fiercely vent his grievances, Lias made it bloody and flew with broken wings and claws.

For a while, countless wails were ringing, and a large number of disabled flying beasts were falling, constantly flapping their wings in the yellow sand, and the blood on the ground made the yellow sand muddy.

Deliberately made the bad Lias, nearly a hundred flying monsters, all of them fell to the ground, especially the little guy who came to make trouble, and was dismantled alive by Lias with a dagger on the ground steps.

Well, that's right, the dagger was handed to Lias by Standing by and looking like a "Madonna".

In the endless wailing, Lias finally felt a little more relaxed.

"Let you block the master at the beginning, let you catch the master as a toy, and this will fall into the hands of the master, see how to clean you up. ”

While constantly venting his resentment, Lias kept roaring, and that look was really a bit hideous.

Yevre turned his head and no longer looked at the hell scene in one place, feeling a little uncomfortable, and needed to nibble on a few mouthfuls of heaven-level mushrooms to suppress the shock.

With his back to the successful revenge of Lias, he couldn't stop the wails and sorrows that kept coming into his ears, looking at the gloomy sun that was several laps bigger from afar, and playing with the yellow sand like metal particles from time to time, time passed so slowly.

Lias, who used his mental power to cover up the sorrowful movements around him, was still tirelessly studying the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Yevre, on the other hand, had already taken a few steps away and was immersed in the cultivation of studying spiritual power alone.

The more he studied, the more Yevre felt the mystery of mental power.

It can be used as a telekinetic force, as long as it is within the range of spiritual perception, Tianque can shuttle back and forth as much as he wants, just like a real flying sword.

You can see inward, and clearly perceive the changes in every inch of tendons and bones, which is very beneficial for quickly controlling the sudden increase in strength and speed.

As for speeding up the practice of contemplation, it has an irreplaceable role in the control of natural magic.

In the words of my hometown: Isn't it a bit overkill for a high-achieving student to study the exercises of junior high school students?

Before he knew it, a long time had passed, and he didn't come to his senses until Lias greeted Yevre with a refreshing and energetic greeting.

"It's all done, and it looks good. ”

Yevre looked at the ashes on the ground, and didn't care about the fate of the monster at all, pouted, and teased it a little.

"Well! I'm in a much better mood. Let's go, go see the last core area, and if you really can't get in, then leave. ”

Lias rolled his eyes sharply, then fanned his little wings, and against the still weak sun, he stepped on the hunting wind, swept through the yellow sand, and flew with Yevre until he flew into the middle of the ash desert.

The ash desert covered with yellow sand and white sand looks like there is no vegetation or water source, but in fact, there are countless strange creatures living under the sand.

There are poisonous scorpions as big as bulls, strange poisonous snakes that are highly venomous, giant insects that turn rivers and seas upside down, and high-level magical beasts like dragons......

Yevre, who has never traveled to the desert region, can be regarded as seeing Mingsha Mountain and walking through the Tarim Basin, anyway, these five major areas have made Yevre more knowledgeable again, which is much more interesting than any evil beast mountain range.

Along the way, I didn't encounter the Mortal Demonic Beasts, but I encountered several earth-based Demonic Beasts with particularly keen perceptions.

It's a pity that the strength is average, and the strongest is only the first realm of the Heavenly Order, under the strange sacrifice of 100,000 soul needles and Lias, it is easy to scatter the soul.

Curious, Lias cut off his two antennae-like tentacles, and made his way to the core, studying the principle of being able to sense himself.

Unfortunately, until he approached the barrier that lifted the yellow sand in the sky like a sandstorm, Lias didn't come up with a reason.

However, Yevre was quite happy, he picked up the one-day rank demon core for nothing, and also got a small heaven-level shell.

That's right, the heaven-level earth-based demonic beast that was unfortunately killed before was about the same as a unicorn fairy, with an earthy yellow shell, extremely tough, anyway, the earth-level boning knife had nothing to do with it, leaving no traces, and in the end, it was Tianque who came out of the horse, so it was not very smooth to peel it off.

The only pity is that the body is a little smaller, less than fifteen feet long and no more than five feet high, resulting in a shell comparable to the material of the lower grade of the heavenly rank, so he can only make a set of armor for himself.

But neither Yevre nor Lias will be able to wait until they get out of the secret realm.

There are many shops in the huge city of Halls, even if the ordinary blacksmith shops are not good, those mysterious alchemists should always have no problem.

As for the high remuneration, for today's Yevre, what is the matter?

Yevre is now a real trench, you can take care of it.

Yevre, who was still immersed in joy, looked up at the wall of earthy yellow quicksand like my Airo, and then looked at Lias, who had become benevolent if he did not succeed, and consciously moved back, so as not to be infected by Lias who was completely desperate.

Sure enough, Lias continued to follow the method of opening in his memory, dripping blood, chanting and outlining patterns again, and then ......

Of course, there was no response, no miracle consequences.

Why is such a miracle called a miracle, isn't it rare and the probability is slim.

Perhaps out of the psychology of breaking the jar, Lias, who was a dead horse and a live horse doctor, kept tossing and turning, and after repeating the same move a few times, he planned to leave with Yevre.

It's a pity that the two of them, who completely restrained their breath, were once again interrupted by a sudden roar.

The two of them flew up again, and with the help of Lias's magic eye bonus, Jevre saw a brutal battle scene.

More than twenty fierce Heaven-Rank Earth-based Demonic Beasts were besieging five Heaven-Rank Demons.