The Valley of Flames, thirty miles northeast of the Chiyang Sect, looked extremely empty here, and it was clearly a wasteland.

"Senior, is the Valley of Flames here?"

Chu Mo was stunned for a while, but he still didn't see anything like a valley.

"Hehe, the Valley of Flames is naturally here, but as early as twenty years ago, when the Six Great Sects and the Royal Family discovered this place, they jointly laid out a formation and hid it."

Yuanzong chuckled and pointed to the wasteland in front of him.

A group of five people approached the wasteland, and there were already dozens or hundreds of people standing outside the wasteland, but the leader was a strange person.

Because these four people are children, women, strong men, and old people.

The child was only about 1.4 meters tall, with a ruddy complexion, his hands on his back, and he stood there in an old-fashioned manner, but his eyes were shining, as if he was paying attention.

Chu Mo naturally didn't think of this dwarf as a child.

He's a old monster.

Next to him, a graceful black-robed woman, this woman has a fair face, a shy appearance, the only fly in the ointment is that her expression is very cold, as if someone else owes him millions.

Next to him is a strong man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, thick eyebrows and big eyes, this guy is carrying a giant sword behind him.

Finally, there is a white-haired, kind-eyed old man, this old man is in good spirits, wearing a purple shirt and robe, and he looks like a fairy wind and bones.

"Are you here? Did you bring the keys? ”

The strong man was impatient when he saw a few people coming.

"Wu Cang, the key was naturally brought, and it was on this kid."

"Without further ado, let's hurry up and open the formation, Lao Tzu can't wait!"

When Wu Cang heard this, he was overjoyed, and he untied the giant sword on his back and inserted it in front of him.

The others nodded, each pulling out a blade.

The judge's pen that emits cold light, the dragon-patterned black knife that flashes with a ghostly light, the blood-colored beads that shine brightly, the ups and downs of the white feathers, the blood-patterned short blade, and the vajra pestle that shines with King Kong and other blades.

"Okay, let's open the formation together!"

As soon as the words fell, the group of people had already mobilized all their strength and injected their vitality into their respective blades.

In an instant, the blade floated in the air, and a powerful power emerged from the blade.

These eight sword blades are clearly eight spiritual weapons.

Chu Mo swallowed in shock, and a trace of fire flashed in his eyes.

This was the first time he had seen a spiritual weapon other than the Ember Dagger.

Sure enough, the power was more than ten times stronger than the Black Lin Sword in his hand.

The eight blades floated into the air, then flew into the sky, spinning over the wasteland.

The more you turn, the stronger the power.

In an instant, the eight-handled spirit weapon emitted eight fierce rays of light, departed from the string, and inserted into the wasteland in the distance.

Thundered!

At this moment, the scene in front of him finally changed, and the wasteland disappeared.

In front of him was a huge valley, where magma was gushing and a scorching breath was coming from all around.

It is an active volcano, with magma gushing out of the center of the earth and a sea of fire below.

The most terrifying thing is that the sky above the valley is shrouded in a layer of black curtain, and the thick black gas is constantly surging, enveloping the entire valley.

The scene inside is not real, it looks hazy.

What surprised Chu Mo the most was that he had seen these black gases.

This is clearly the same source as the black qi in the forbidden heavenly demon cave in the Forbidden Land of the Underworld in the world of the prodigal son of the border city.

Death breath.

At this time, Chu Mo knew that his safety was already in danger, there was a bottomless pit in his body that was dedicated to devouring the qi of death, and he could completely ignore these black qi as nothing.

Instead, he had to think about how to fly over the sea of magma and fire to the cliff opposite.

"Boy, the deity depends on how you fly over!"

Wuji Old Demon sneered and looked at Chu Mo, he seemed to want to see Chu Mo's joke.

The masters of the Mortal Realm can already travel in the sky for a short distance.

But the innate realm can't do it, at most it can perform light skills, gliding in the air for a distance.

But this magma sea of fire is extremely wide, encircling the Valley of Flames, at least a few hundred zhang by the eye, and it is difficult for him to fly over.

Looking at the looming stone gate in the distance, there is also a sea of magma and fire that is full of flames.

Chu Mo closed his eyes and pondered the method of flying.

After half a ring, he took out the Yan Ember Dagger from his arms and penetrated the Taixuan Yuan Qi into the Yan Ember Dagger.

At the same time, the Burning Sky Sword Soul was injected into the Ember Dagger.

In this way, he can use the ember dagger like an arm.

He wants to use the sword soul to harness the ember dagger, and use the ember dagger to support him across the sea of magma and fire.

"Edgeworth" crosses the sea of fire!

The ember dagger really began to absorb the vitality, and after half a ring, the red light flickered, and the spirit awakened.

"Seniors, juniors go first!"

When the Ember Dagger stopped inhaling vitality, Chu Mo laughed loudly, stepped on the Ember Dagger and jumped into the sea of magma and fire, rushing towards the Valley of Flames.

"Little brother, don't be reckless, I'll take you for a ride..."

Seeing Chu Mo taking the risk, Yuanzong hurriedly spoke out to stop him, but Chu Mo had already jumped off the cliff and jumped into the sea of magma and fire.

I saw Chu Mo moving in the mountain villa in the magma sea of fire, and the "Imperial Sword" rushed towards the Valley of Flames.

This group of Mortal Transformation Realm masters was shocked instead.

"The dagger under this kid's feet is also a spiritual weapon, no wonder!"

Jiang Cheng looked at Chu Mo's back with a look of sudden realization.

"Hmph, if I'm not mistaken, that dagger is the secret realm key."

Wuji Old Demon's eyes were sharp, and he soon found the ember dagger under Chu Mo's feet, sneering, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"That kid is gone, what are we talking about? Hurry up! ”

The strong man with the heavy sword on his back shouted in dissatisfaction, and then flew into the black air.

Not to be outdone, several other people turned on their true qi and flew into the black qi.

Not long after these people rushed into the black gas, a terrible roar came from the black gas.

And the light of the spiritual weapon in the hands of these people was flickering, as if these people were fighting some monster.

Chu Mo was moving in the sea of fire, only feeling the scorching heat around him, but he finally survived the sea of magma and fire without danger.

But he thought of a way to die.

No, it's a method of refining his body, and he wants to temper his body in the sea of magma and fire here in the future.

Looking up, the eight masters of the Mortal Realm had already landed in front of the stone gate, looking down at him.

"Boy, his grandmother's, what are you grinding? Hurry up and open the stone door for Lao Tzu! ”

The strong man seemed to have waited impatiently, and his mouth was swearing.

Chu Mo ran lightly, stepped on the cliff wall, swayed up, and went deep into the black qi.

The others saw that Chu Mo was unscathed in the black qi, and their faces showed surprise one by one.

A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the Wuji Old Demon, and then he quietly covered it up.

And the old monk also showed a strange smile on his face.

The strong man was stunned, and the purple-robed old man looked thoughtful.

The child's eyes seemed to be extremely interested in Chu Mo, and he kept staring at Chu Mo.

Yuanzong was stunned and looked at Jiang Cheng, as if asking what was going on.

"Let the seniors wait for a long time, Chu Mo will open the stone gate."

Chu Mo jumped onto the cliff and chuckled and looked at the stone gate behind everyone.

This stone door is dark red, Shimen Mountain depicts this quaint pattern, and a trace of black gas seeps out from the cracks of the stone gate.

Chu Mo knew at a glance that the things inside this stone gate were by no means good, and he raised his vigilance in his heart.

At the same time, he began to take the slightest countermeasure in his heart, what should he do if this old immortal let him lie down later?

Seeing that Chu Mo didn't move for a long time, Wuji Old Demon scolded him dissatisfiedly.

"Boy, what are you still doing? Hurry up and open the stone door! ”

"Yes, are you kid playing some kind of ghost attention, hurry up and open the stone door for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is happy, maybe he will share your scraps."

The strong man also shouted in dissatisfaction.

Chu Mo knew that he couldn't delay any longer, so he took a deep breath and walked towards the stone gate.

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