"What? This is fire, old man Dugu, you can't be lying to me, are you?" Mo Han looked at the egg-shaped clod in his hand over and over again, with a look of disbelieving.

"Believe it or not, I don't know why it's the way it is, but I absolutely believe it's a flame, and a great flame of the extreme, otherwise it wouldn't be what it is. Old man Dugu stared at the clod of soil in Mo Han's hand and said affirmatively.

The world is so big that there are no surprises. There are two sides to everything, even fire. There is an extremely hot flame, and there must also be an extremely cold flame, it is just a matter of more and less. No one has even seen it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The clod of soil in Mo Han's hand is likely to be a type of Extreme Cold Flame, and it belongs to something that should not exist in the world, so it will attract heavenly punishment.

"Then how am I going to turn it into flames, it's of no use to me right now. "Regardless of whether what Old Man Dugu said is true or not, as long as it can be restored to its true appearance, Mo Han naturally knows whether it is the flame that Old Man Dugu said.

"When the time comes, you will know how to restore him to his original state. By the way, if you advance to the Jindan stage this time, it will inevitably attract a thunder tribulation, you have to be prepared, it is best to put the little guy lying on your body in a safe place, otherwise it will affect it. In addition, after you break through the golden pill stage, you will have to start to kill yourself. Although the more stable your Jindan period is, the greater the potential after self-slashing, but there is also a time limit. The less time you spend stabilizing your realm, the greater your potential after slashing. If you use too much time, it may not be worth the cost. Old man Dugu didn't know when that peerless flame would return to the world, but he had a feeling that it wouldn't be too long, or even soon.

Black Mountain is located in the middle of the Demon Capital Academy and the Life Forbidden Zone, and at the beginning, Mo Han never understood why this place was called Black Mountain. But as he got closer and closer to his destination in the wind, he finally understood why it was called Montenegro.

Looking down, the ground around Montenegro is an endless black, and the sun shines on the ground, even reflecting the light. Mo Han sat in the wind speed, feeling faintly uneasy in his heart, and always felt that something was wrong.

"Get down to the ground, don't fly on it, quick!" The old man Dugu was in Mo Han's sea of knowledge, and suddenly let out an angry shout, waking up the confused Mo Han.

Mo Han didn't have ordinary trust in the old man Dugu, just heard the angry shouts of the old man Dugu, without saying a word, he directly put away the wind speed, and the whole person fell vertically to the ground.

"Woo......"

As soon as Mo Han landed on the ground, a strange cry came from mid-air, and when he looked up, he saw an invisible ripple rippling through the air, and the space seemed to be torn apart.

"What is that?" Mo Han asked the old man Dugu as he looked at the gradually disappearing ripples.

"The soul that has never disappeared is shouting!" Dugu's voice was unprecedentedly solemn, "Boy, this place is indeed very suitable for you to make a breakthrough." First, ordinary people will not come here, and second, when the thunderstorm falls, the souls that have never disappeared here will block most of the power of the thunderstorm for you. The rest of the road is up to you, and I have to hide my existence completely, otherwise it will bring you unjustified disasters. ”

Mo Han didn't understand what the old man Dugu meant, but after the old man Dugu finished speaking, he was completely silent, and it seemed that he was really hiding as he said, and even Mo Han himself, the master, searched all over the sea and found no trace of the old man Dugu.

"When the Thunderstorm falls, the souls that never disappear here will block most of the power of the Thunderstorm for me. Since this is the case, there should be a lot of cultivators who come here to survive the Thunder Tribulation, why don't ordinary people come here. With questions, Mo Han quietly walked towards Montenegro.

Within a radius of one hundred kilometers from Black Mountain, the ground was all made of black rocks, this black rock was extremely hard, and with Mo Han's extremely strong body now, he did not leave a trace on this black rock with all his strength. There was no grass on the ground made of black rocks, no trace of life activity, and there was not even a single bird in the sky. From time to time, there will be a whimpering sound, bringing bursts of ripples. Other than that, there was no other sound here, as if it was really as the old man Dugu said, the soul that never disappeared was shouting.

Mo Han walked for two full hours, and he didn't see a single figure, except for the whimpering sound in mid-air, he didn't hear anything. If he hadn't firmly believed that Sha Yuwei would not lie to him, Old Man Dugu was also sure of this place when he came in, and Mo Han even wondered if someone had set a trap for him here.

But despite this, Mo Han's heart has already begun to beat the drum. Can you imagine what kind of test it is to bear the heart in an environment where everything around you is black, there is no life except for yourself, and there is no sound except for whimpering?

Mo Han didn't know how it was like for others to be here, but even with his great perseverance, his heart was inexplicably irritable now. It was as if there was a voice tugging at all his nerves and thoughts, trying to make him irritable, to make him uneasy, to make him uneasy.

Just when the inexplicable irritability was about to devour Mo Han's reason, the clod of soil that he put into the Linglong Pagoda suddenly trembled, and an extremely cold aura emanated from above, instantly sweeping through Mo Han's body and mind, expelling all his irritability.

A mountain peak only a few hundred meters high towered not far from Mo Han, in this black rocky land with a radius of one hundred kilometers, this mountain peak was extremely inconspicuous, if it wasn't for coming closer, he wouldn't have known the existence of such a peak.

Mo Han stared at the mountain peak in front of him with wide eyes, his face in disbelief. Because this peak is very different from ordinary peaks. The mountain is covered in black, and the mountain is made up of the same black rocks as it surrounds. If this is just the case, naturally Mo Han cannot be surprised, what surprises Mo Han is that this mountain peak is a cuboid, one end is high and the other end is low, the high end is much larger than the low one, even if it has been baptized by wind and frost, but this mountain peak looks like a coffin no matter how you look at it.

"Could it be that this is the Black Mountain that Sister Yuwei said?" Mo Han recalled the map Sha Yuwei gave him before leaving, and recalled the path he came from, before repeatedly confirming that he was not wrong. As long as the map given by Sha Yuwei is accurate, then this is the Black Mountain that Sha Yuwei said.