The crater is a circular valley covered in thick yellow sand that has not erupted many years ago, but it has always retained its heat, and standing on the surrounding sand has an unbearable burning sensation.

Therefore, within a radius of a hundred miles from the crater, there are inaccessible and uninhabited Gobi, only those fire-attribute brute beasts settle down and live, and occasionally a small number of fire-attribute demon clans wander around, and there is nothing else.

Under the annular valley of the crater, there is a deep channel that zigzags and turns, leading directly to the lava fire veins hidden deep underground, which was originally the lair of a five-grade beast holy lava python, and now that giant python is in a different place, the lava lair has changed owners.

At the end of the passage, thousands of feet above the ground, it was cut off by a river of fiery red magma, and the hot magma gurgled and bubbled, the hot bubbles crackled and burst, and the faint green smoke of the package rose, merging into the thick dark red mist above, which was a concentrated fire poison.

The bright and fiery long river Yan Yan flows, illuminating the huge cave red, and the dark red mist spreads out wisps of wisps into the air, revealing a faint danger in the beauty, which makes people feel inexplicable palpitations, in such an environment, even the demon king of the Chongmai realm cannot stay for a long time.

In the depths of the hot magma river, shrouded in dark red mist, the old man in the Taoist robe hung half a foot away from the river, the brand-new gray Taoist robe, neat bun and beard, showing that he was at ease at this time, only a slightly frowning brow full of wrinkles, and he could barely see that he was a little disgusted and repulsed.

But it was only disgust and disgust, it was the natural reaction of the blood and body, and it had nothing to do with the strength of the fundamental strength, and from those eyes full of excitement and blazing spirit, it could be seen that he did not have any discomfort.

On the contrary, from those faintly eager eyes, even the excitement and some kind of desire of the old man in the Taoist robe could be seen, compared with Venerable Mei who was smiling in front of everyone, he seemed much more real at this moment, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was out of shape.

It can be imagined that the old man in the Taoist robe is so out of shape, and the importance of the thing he cares about now can be imagined, and along his eyes, in the middle of the hot magma river, he can see a gray-black boulder standing quietly two feet square and half a person high.

I don't know what kind of material the gray-black boulder is, but it can stand in such hot magma without the slightest sign of melting, which is enough to see that it is extraordinary, but the attention of the old man in the Taoist robe is not placed on the boulder at all.

The dark red fire poison fog and the terrifying high temperature distorted the surrounding light, and the vision became blurred, and only faintly saw that on the top of the gray-black boulder, there was a red spar the size of a head.

The red spar looks smooth and round, reflecting a faint luster, the surface grows fiery red lines, complex lines like small snakes swimming flexibly, full of vitality, like flowing magma, and like rising flames, like a dream, intoxicating.

The presence of the ordinary Chongmai Realm Demon King was just inevitably amazed by the beauty of the spar, but if a strong person above the Demon Saint was present and relied on the special energy vision, he would see an even more terrifying scene.

Two streams of huge energy like substance, which were continuously absorbed by the lines of the spar, one was the purest fire attribute energy in the surrounding magma river, and the other was from above

Fang flowed down, that thick to viscous dark red fire poison!

For the demon king, it is like avoiding the poisonous lava of snakes and scorpions, but it is like a gluttonous supplement to the fiery red crystal, and the lines on the surface flow happily, faintly resounding with a pleasant cheer.

With the continuous injection of the two rich energies, the changes of the fiery red spar are more obvious, the luster contained in it is more vivid and bright, and the surface texture is more and more deep and complex, but the range and flexibility of activity are becoming more and more narrow.

"Click!" I don't know how long it took in the silent cave, the energy that the spar could absorb seemed to have reached its limit, and one of the stripes was dark red, completely stopped moving, and with a crisp sound fell, the location of the dark red lines turned into a shallow crack.

The crack is only half a foot long, half an inch wide and narrow, less than half a minute deep, very inconspicuous, compared with the surrounding lines, the sense of presence is unusually low, if it is not for a close closer look, even if it is the existence of the demon saint, it is difficult to find, next to the three fire lines, there are six shallow marks, wrapping the spar.

The old man in the robe stepped in the air, came to the front of the gray-black boulder, carefully held up the fiery red spar with his vitality, and landed it firmly in his hand, as far as he was concerned, the spar was also a little heavy and hot, even if it was an ordinary demon saint, if he dared to hold it directly with his hand, that hand would be scrapped.

The obsessive gaze of the old man in the Taoist robe narrowed slightly, and the rough hands covered with calluses rubbed against the dark red shallow marks that had just formed, the shallow marks looked inconspicuous, but the burning heat contained was much higher than the lines, and even as a Venerable One, he felt hot.

He didn't care in the slightest, ignoring the hot energy of the spar, like a treasure that he couldn't put down, and rubbed it for a long time before he reluctantly put it into the special animal skin bag he carried, and solemnly collected it with him.

After doing this, the old man in the Taoist robe returned to his former composure, gently patted the animal skin bag on his waist, and muttered to himself: "Baby, baby, the time for you to be born has not yet come, and you still need a long time of magma nurturing." ”

"It should have been the most appropriate to take you over when you were fully conceived, but at that time, the guards of the beast's nest must have been the most strict, and the possibility of success at that time would be even more minimal, and the beast was not a fuel-efficient lamp!"

Speaking of this, the old man in the Taoist robe gritted his teeth, gloom and resentment flashed in his eyes, and there seemed to be some inexplicable pain: "It's all to blame on that hateful beast venerable, if it weren't for avoiding that guy, how could the old man be forced to leave the treasure land that has been developed for hundreds of years and come to this poor and remote place, that place......"

The desert full of oases and vitality at his feet has become a poor and remote land in the mouth of the old man in the Taoist robe, and the Gobi Desert, which is barren in resources and lacks vitality, has become a treasure land, but when it comes to the reason, his voice gradually lowers.

The "treasure land" of the Wasteland of Kenaya was exchanged for the fiery red spar in the animal skin bag, but he couldn't find any remorse on the slightly distressed face of the old man in the Taoist robe, and it can also be seen that this trade-off of interests is very in line with his wishes, no matter how many times he comes, it is the same choice.

The old man in the Taoist robe thought of those calculations and plans, and the old man couldn't help but show a look of self-satisfaction, he was not dissatisfied with his previous plan, and he remembered Yeyang who was used as bait by himself, and his smile weakened a little, and he looked a little low.

"The true identity of that kid is, yes

It's not a small problem, looking at his appearance, he came out to practice, there is no hidden protector around him, and he does not carry a very strong treasure, killing him in a short period of time is a trivial matter, if it is too long to be discovered by his people, it will be a little troublesome. ”

"That's it, that's it, it's safe, the soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover it, that's all. At that time, the old man didn't have a better plan, so he would take the risk of letting him be a bait, if he did it all over again?"

"Hehe, there's no way, opportunities are often accompanied, isn't it all kinds of dangers? I'm afraid of what these things will do, how can the old man grow up scared? If I really can't beat it, I just run, but it's a pity that I have guarded the spiritual things for hundreds of years, but they have to change hands, tsk......"

The old man in the Taoist robe let out a strange laugh, talking to himself in the uninhabited magma underground, pouring out all the past events of the past six months, and suddenly felt a little happier in his heart, and left the valley of fire with lighter steps......

Every ten days or so, the old man in the Dao robe would come to the magma river, using the pure fire attribute vitality and fire poison to give birth to that fiery red spar, in fact, there was a more convenient way, that is, to leave the spar underground to raise.

It only takes ten days and half a month for the heavy treasure in the spar to mature naturally. It's a pity that the old man in the Taoist robe is not at ease about this, even if he arranges the formation forbidden, he is unwilling to try, lest the spar have any mistakes. Relative to security and secrecy, trouble seemed nothing to him at all.

Time flies, in a quiet day, another two months have passed quietly, the remaining three lines on the surface of the spar, two have been transformed into shallow marks, only the last one is struggling to support, whether it is mature or not is only a matter of time.

The cottage in the Oasis Jungle was in good order as usual, and there were no accidents, and the team sent to the Yatu Wasteland also turned back smoothly, except for the two people who were killed on the way due to the attack of the brute beasts, there were no other casualties, and the returning team brought news of the nameless town.

Just as the commanders guessed, when the team returned to the city, not only was it not troubled, but it was welcomed by tens of thousands of people in the city, the world is realistic, and now in the Yatu Wasteland, only the cultivation of the demon saint can protect the surviving people.

Moreover, the City Lord's Mansion has accumulated a lot of power for hundreds of years, and those who dare to fight are now in a different place, even if they are a little dissatisfied in their hearts, and they resent them for abandoning themselves and fleeing in crisis, they dare not show their bright faces, and shoot the first bird, everyone understands the truth.

It's just that although everyone on the surface is respectful to the City Lord's Mansion, there are also many people who are secretly using their hands and feet to frantically test the bottom line of the City Lord's Mansion, such as those peak demon kings, who still recruit troops and horses to expand their strength.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, those people may have long been dissatisfied with their superiors, or they are extremely greedy for power, and the crisis of the beast tide attacking the city, in their opinion, is not an opportunity, an opportunity to turn over.

For these speculators with ulterior motives, as early as when the City Lord's Mansion decided to return, there was a doomed result that would not change, according to the plan, the demon king team that went to chase and kill Su Weiping, after the task was completed, would switch to a nameless town and kill all these disloyal people!

However, only this link went wrong, until now, the demon king who was originally planned to come back to clean up the portal is one!

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