Chapter 700: Finally Seven Hundred!

The team was silent, walking, slippering, and passing the 300-meter slope that had forever become a snowy scene. This was followed by a straight tunnel, and after less than thirty meters, I saw a large hole in the wall on the left side of the tunnel.

The large cave may be three meters in diameter and is irregularly oval-shaped, with a faint red glow inside. As a pioneer, Wan Jianxin was lying at the entrance of the cave, and before he could look inside, he felt a heat wave, and in that heat wave, there was a strong smell of sulfur.

"Earth-centered fire!" Wan Jianxin's black eyes reflected the red light in the cave, and two flames of hope seemed to be burning in his pitch-black pupils: "According to the seniors, there is a Holy Spirit Spring around the Earth-centered fire......"

"Generally speaking, it is. Yang Ziyi walked towards Wan Jianxin, but was politely intercepted by Zhao Guangyi: "The fire in the heart of the earth is hot and dry, it's not good for your skin, lady......" His words made Yang Ziyi stop immediately.

Women always love beauty, Yang Ziyi walked a few steps outside the big cave, and in the dilemma of the choking sulfur smell coming from the entrance of the cave and the dilemma that she was the only one in the team who had seen the Holy Spirit Spring, she finally chose to compromise with the hope of detoxification. Her waist was twisted, her chest was straight, and a pink-purple wind that was no different from Lin Xuanchen appeared all over her body, and she protected herself tightly, so she bypassed Zhao Guangyi and walked into the cave with Wan Jianxin.

"The Holy Spirit Spring that the predecessor said, shouldn't it be an underground hot spring?" Just before Yang Ziyi was about to step into the cave, Yinchen's weak voice came belatedly.

"How could it be a hot spring!" Yang Ziyi stomped her foot fiercely and took a big step towards the entrance of the cave. Wan Jianxin shrugged awkwardly at Yinchen and followed into the hole.

The entrance to the cave was not very deep, but it was actually a stubby passage with two bends, and at the end of the passage was a naturally formed stone platform.

A crimson stream flowed on the far left side of the platform, and there was no water in the stream, only molten iron-like magma, and the magma was bubbling with bubbles full of sulfur, and Wan Jianxin and Yang Ziyi could only run the magic at full speed in silence to avoid the fire poison from attacking their bodies. With their genius qualifications, they can only stay here for twelve hours in a row, and after a long time, they will definitely be unable to do so.

The dark black stone platform under their feet actually cures the "ice" condensed by the stream on the left, and all the rocks in this cave are in the shape of flowing water.

The two of them were able to use their magic skills, and the heat from the outside of the resisters slowly walked along the right side of the platform, where there was a smaller tunnel.

When they got close enough to the stone wall on the side of the platform, they realized that there was not just one tunnel at all, but four or five tunnels, and except for the one on the far right, which only allowed one person to pass, the other tunnels flashed with a red light from time to time. Seeing those red lights, Wan Jianxin quietly pulled out the Heavenly Expedition, and Yang Ziyi also put an exaggerated iron claw on his hands.

The red light was nothing else, just some Red Flame Demons belonging to the old and weak women and children, who sensed the breath of the two humans, looked this way, and ran quickly towards the depths of the tunnel without the protection of the large army of the race.

"The entrance to the cave on the far right has a blue-white light, and if it is not the moonstone vein of the heavenly killing, it is the location of the Holy Spirit Spring. The Earth's Core Flame, the Ice Sacred Spring, only the cold spring water near the Earth's Core Fire can be regarded as the Holy Spirit Spring. Yang Ziyi explained softly to Wan Jianxin, for some reason, she felt a killing intent that was evenly distributed around at the moment.

The killing intent was very light, but it gave her a particularly strong sense of danger.

The two of them groped their way to the entrance of the cave, and they both shivered, and a strange cold air floated out of the path that allowed one person to pass, not too cold, but cloudy and wet, making people sweat and hair all over their bodies. Wan Jianxin's body flashed almost instinctively, blocking in front of Yang Ziyi, and he recklessly walked inside without drawing his sword.

"I said, you always draw your sword and come out, right? Yang Ziyi looked at his recklessness, her eyelids jumped, and her right eyelid jumped.

"Seniors don't think that we righteous people don't play with hidden weapons, right?" Wan Jianxin shook the melon-shaped meteor hammer in his hand: "Righteous people, it's just that they don't need hidden weapons to sneak attack others, and they will also practice a few secret weapons when needed, for example, in the current situation, it's not the time to use a sword, and if you draw a sword in such a narrow space, it's good to be able to pull out a dagger!"

Yang Ziyi looked at the meteor hammer in his hand, and only felt uncomfortable, Wan Jianxin is a swordsman, the swordsmanship is elegant, even if he is talented and has a deep cultivation, then he should still take the light and spiritual route, hidden weapons, divine skills, light skills, etc., should be light and fast, if he is holding a plum blossom dart, lancet, flying claws and the like in his hand, Yang Ziyi must feel comfortable, but the meteor hammer ...... Is it really okay for him to use such a heavy hidden weapon?

Yang Ziyi blushed slightly, didn't speak, and silently followed Wan Jianxin inside, and before she reached ten steps, she saw a small spring.

It was a white spring, and the water that spewed out was like a jade liquid, showing a glowing milky white, and a faint, refreshing cold air emanated from the spring water, floating in the air, and the expressions of the two of them were inevitably clear, and even the numbness and heaviness on their bodies were also reduced a little, without Yang Ziyi's introduction, Wan Jianxin knew that this was the Holy Spirit Spring.

The Spirit Fountain erupted from a height higher than the two of them, streaked through the air in a colorful stream, and fell into a small pool of water five meters in front of them. The waterhole is boxy, less than two meters long, but it is bottomless, and there is not much Holy Spirit Spring Water in the waterhole, only a terrifying and dazzling deep blue.

It was a long-haired mouse the size of an adult mound.

It was the blue Red Flame Demon.

Those blue monsters that were as indistinguishable as the Red Flame Demon lay quietly in the small pool, one by one naked like stacked arhats, and the milky white water fell on them, not splashing, and was directly absorbed into their bodies. The bodies of these strange Red Flame Demons were full of blue flames, which were exactly the same as the heart-shattering cold flames of Silver Dust, and even Ten Thousand Sword Hearts couldn't find the slightest difference. Those blue flames covered each other layer by layer, burning quietly, exuding a very restrained, faint and sharp cold and killing intent.

All the Red Flame Demons had their eyes closed, as if they were asleep, but they were elemental creatures that were destined to be breathless, they were all soaked in milky white water, except for the blue flames that were used as fur to sway slowly, except for the snake-like tail that occasionally wagged unconsciously.

The whole waterhole was silent, not even the sound of running water.

Wan Jianxin's breath froze, and Yang Ziyi behind him silently raised his hand and covered his mouth.

"Exit!" Wan Jianxin gestured, and the two of them quietly exited the thin, narrow, and winding tunnel with the fastest speed and the most delicate and silent light technique.

"What's that?" Yang Ziyi asked Wan Jianxin with trepidation on the small platform where lava flowed.

"I don't know, but it should be a kind of Red Flame Demon-" Wan Jianxin pressed his stomach with his hand, as if to make sure if it would jump out of its mouth like a frog: "And it's a very dangerous one, I've seen the fire on their bodies, Silver Dust has used that kind of flame, water can't be extinguished, Gangfeng is ineffective against it, and even has the ability to break armor, we-actually don't have any means to resist." ”

"Then what are you talking about!Hurry out!Tell everyone to leave!We can't wait here until they wake up!Although the concubine doesn't know if they're really sleeping!" Yang Ziyi's face was still as pale as paper under the red light of the lava.

Wan Jianxin also nodded in horror, and the two of them quickly returned the same way. When they reached the outside of the big hole, they saw a huge ballista parked in the middle of the group, and many ropes stretched out in front of the ballista, and the eight unscathed golden-armored guards brought by Silver Dust put the ropes on their shoulders without complaint.

"What is this?" Yang Ziyi looked around, and immediately understood that in the crowd where Yinchen was no longer watching, it was obvious that he had already entered the ballista.

"Although the ballista is heavy, the road is still very flat, and it is better for Master to take it out as a vehicle for people to rest than to force it forward. Zhao Lingyun explained softly, under the light of the [blue] torch, his face was actually glowing with a layer of psychedelic red, as if he had just persuaded a stubborn seriously ill person to recuperate. "It turns out that the teacher is not so stubborn. Zhao Lingyun was overjoyed in his heart, completely unaware of what he had just said, "We are all people who practice divine skills all year round, and our bodies are strong." "Wake up the archmage who has always been strong.

"It is impossible for a mage to compare his strength with a warrior, just as a mage never compares his strength with a warrior. Yinchen suddenly sobered up, after Chi You's inheritance, he almost regarded himself as a magic cultivator, and took "Demon Crying Slash Fist" as his natal magic skill, but he didn't know that he was the only mage in this world no matter what, and the only long-range fighter recognized by heaven and earth.

He never possessed the physical strength and stamina of a Divine Skill cultivator, and he was more prone to fatigue and exhaustion of energy than the people around him, because his body was not as strong as a real Divine Skill warrior who had entered the body. All of his magic consumes a considerable amount of physical strength during the channeling process, which is why archmages of his level have always used only a limited number of spells. Because of Chiyou's divine will, he can still use instant magic without the hedging physique, and before the mana in his body is burned out, he is in the illusion of "being able to cast spells infinitely", but in fact, a double guide large magic or triple guide ordinary magic can make him fall.

The mage, who knew his limits, did not complain, obediently followed the apprentice's advice, opened the arcane space and released the ballista, and let others pull the cart to carry him away. The archmage had never been upset by such a treat, because he knew his role, and an energetic mage of his level could definitely lead this team to a bloody breakthrough from the million-tank cluster.

He is the protector of these people, and in turn, these people must provide him with a little service, which is the principle of equivalent exchange of the mage's faith. Many of the mages who reside in the colony have developed an emperor's disease, in fact, because he can protect his people, so he is worshipped.

Silver Dust had already been lying in the ballista, but when he heard the hurried footsteps outside, he got up again to look at the situation: "What's the situation?" he asked very directly.

"The Holy Spirit Spring was found, but a group of blue Red Flame Demon ...... appeared"

"Blue?Red Flame Demon?" Silver Dust's pupils shrank sharply, staring at Wan Jian Xin's expression tightly, "Are you sure they have blue flames on them?"

"That's right!" Wan Jianxin's expression was determined and solemn, "Just like the kind of flame you use from time to time." ”

Silver Dust stretched out a finger, and a sharp crampon grew on the fingertip first, and then a blue-blue flame appeared, and at the same time as the blue light bloomed, the air around the finger quickly precipitated a grain of ice crystals and turned into a layer of blue mist.

"That's it!" Wan Jianxin and Yang Ziyi said in unison, and then Wan Jianxin asked very carefully: "Is there a way to deal with it?"

'Nope. Silver Dust shook his head: "Ordinary Red Flame Demons are afraid of ice, and this mutated Red Flame Demon is definitely not afraid of ice, they are also Red Flame Demons, and they are not afraid of fire." He lowered his eyes: "This mutant is very difficult to deal with, maybe, they will be afraid of some very rare elements......

"Then let's go. Yang Ziyi was a little depressed: "I'm afraid the Holy Spirit Spring is ......"

It seemed as if something glowing had been sucked out of the air, and something invisible, precious that shimmered brightly, had settled down, stronger than before. The team of 100 people silently dispersed, turned into a loose reconnaissance assault formation, and walked towards the depths of the tunnel around the ballista in the middle, which was almost a day.

At first they walked on artificially repaired stone roads, then they walked in places like man-dug caves, and then they walked in naturally occurring caves. Silver Dust rested for a long time, and his physical strength had not yet recovered, but he was unwilling to continue to stay in the ballista, so he took out an elixir from the arcane space that was said to restore physical strength and energy, and then got out of the car and walked with everyone. He put away the ballista, only to find that the eight guards transferred from Pershing not only did not complain, but also did not even feel tired, which made Mr. Mage secretly say: "The physical strength of the warriors is actually like this?!"

They walked forward for most of the day, trudging through stalactites and brackish water. When you are hungry, you can only eat dried fish fillets (grilled fish) prepared in advance or bread conjured from silver dust, and when you are thirsty, you can only drink tasteless pure water conjured from silver dust, the most extreme diet for a hundred people is nothing to silver dust, the only difficulty is that the blood tonic pill does not have the effect of refreshing and restoring physical strength, silver dust walked for most of the day, and actually began to feel tired again.

He knew he had to get a good night's rest.

The team of a hundred men kept moving forward, making a straight and safe path until there was no way out.