This way he resolutely walked towards the burning holy mountain, but this way made him find a trace of strangeness, feeling that the fire was much smaller, is this the will of heaven? God is helping him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But he didn't believe in the sky, his eyes spread out and looked around carefully, but he suddenly found that during the time he left, the orcs actually pressed the totem on an earthen mountain, which was not high but faintly opposite the holy mountain, could it be that the power of the totem blocked the fire?

He wasn't sure, so he didn't think about it anymore, and walked towards the holy mountain step by step with more determined steps, as the distance approached, a suffocating heat wave rushed to his face, as if to turn him into ashes, at this moment the magic could not be cast, he could only rely on the fighting spirit to resist.

Suddenly, the light behind him flashed, as if a mysterious power blessed his body, which made him feel light, and suddenly a pitch-black flame emerged, which couldn't help but make him happy in his heart, and the flames on the holy mountain seemed to be attracted by the black flames around him, and rushed over, but they couldn't hurt half a point through the black fire.

After talking with the old man in the bookstore, he vaguely felt that there must be a mysterious magic circle under the holy mountain, which could control the flames gushing underground, and a thousand years ago, the dwarven temple was attacked strangely, and perhaps at the same time, the magic circle in the mountain was shattered, so that the flames spread uncontrollably, as long as he could repair the magic circle, he could restore the original appearance of the holy mountain.

The reason is simple to say, but the process is very difficult, the moment he walked on the holy mountain, the surrounding flames suddenly gushed out, surrounding his body, just like a huge fireball, making the black fire around him a little irresistible, Sheng Xuan couldn't help but squeeze the fighting energy in his body again to resist, and then endured the burning pain all over his body and walked in step by step.

The holy mountain is so huge, if you want to cross it, ordinary people are afraid that it will take a month to walk, let alone climb to the peak, the more you go inside, the more fierce the flame becomes, and the more difficult it will be, and finally the fierce flame completely blocks the road, and the power of the flame is not inferior to the pure Yuan Force flame in the raging swamp, and he has to stop.

Sheng Xuan sat down cross-legged helplessly, and the north of the body began to run slowly, and every time he operated, countless fire elements were inhaled into his body, and then he turned into his own magic energy under the dual refining of magic flames and hellfire, but this process was quite painful, and a little carelessness was equivalent to setting himself on fire, so he sat like this for a day and a night, and after countless painful torments, he really let him fluctuate his fire energy, secretly fitting the flame fluctuations here, and the hellfire was significantly enhanced, so that the flames on the holy mountain were no longer too threatening, so he let go of his speed and looked for it。

For three days, Sheng Xuan kept running at the foot of the holy mountain, looking for countless cave cracks, but there was nothing else here except the flame is the flame, he even wanted to drill into the crack in the ground to see if there was a shadow of the magic circle at the source of the flame, but the flames there were not at all he could bear, and he didn't believe that there would be a magic circle under such a fierce flame, so he continued to search, but in the end he had to admit that these three days were wasted, and he didn't find the slightest trace of the magic circle, his heart couldn't help but tighten for a while, is there really no wayHe couldn't help but raise his head and shouted, "Heavens, if you really have a spirit, give me guidance." ”

At that moment, he suddenly felt a faint trace of energy fluctuations on the mountainside of the holy mountain flashing, and the surrounding flames suddenly stagnated, making him feel a long-lost coolness, which couldn't help but make his heart move, followed by a wry smile, "Wrong, it turns out that I really thought wrong, I originally thought that the magic circle that controlled the flames must be at the bottom of the mountain, but I didn't expect it to be on the mountainside." ”

He didn't hesitate at all, and hurriedly summoned a wheal to bless his body, but as soon as the wheal came out, it immediately intensified the fire around him, and the flames burned directly on his body with the rotation of the wheal, causing bursts of heart-piercing pain in his legs, but he didn't have time to pay attention to this, just climbed towards the mountainside as fast as he could.

It took half a day to finally climb up the mountainside, and a mysterious magic circle fluctuation was felt more clearly, but the magic circle was not outside, but in the mountain, and the entire holy mountain was a huge piece of fine iron, although this mountainside was much narrower than the foot of the mountain, but if you want to reach the place where the magic circle is located, there is at least a hundred zhang distance, do you have to make a hole above this hundreds of zhang of fine iron to enter?

Needless to say, the energy of refining such refined iron alone could make him deplete it a hundred times, looking at the heavy mountain wall, Sheng Xuan's eyes were full of anxiety, but he didn't have the slightest solution, what should he do? He asked himself repeatedly, but he couldn't think of a way.

Sitting on the mountainside, looking at the slopes inhabited by the dwarves in the distance, blurred by the flames, the sun was already setting in the west, and another day had passed, and although he had found the circle, he could not complete the repair.

He couldn't help but sit down in pain, and suddenly a blazing heat entered his body, as if the flames here were attracted by the magic circle, and the power was not much less than below, but he was in no mood to pay attention to it at all, so he sat silently, as if his mind was squeezed empty, as if he couldn't bring up any ideas.

In this way, from sunset to sunrise, and then to the sun into the middle of the sky, suddenly in the dazzling sunlight he saw his own vague shadow, which couldn't help but make his heart move, but the feeling was too vague, and he tried desperately to grasp the feeling of that moment.

"Shadow, refining, magic circle," I don't know how many times he repeated it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Refining the shadow into the magic circle?" "No, no, no!" He knocked his head hard with his hand, thinking desperately, and suddenly stood up violently, "Refining, not refining the mountain wall, not refining the shadow, but himself!"

As he spoke, the surging gold elements burst out, enveloping his entire body in an instant, faintly he felt that his body had a subtle connection with the magic circle, but this connection was still too weak, so he squeezed all the gold energy even more desperately, and finally made his body glow with a faint silver light like metal, and then a strange scene appeared, his body slowly sank into the fine iron of the mountain wall, and slowly moved towards the magic circle.

After a few almost desperate struggles, suddenly his whole body loosened, he had fallen into a space, only to see that in the center of the round space, there was a magic circle glowing faintly, the space of this magic circle was a thousand feet wide, and it was very mysterious, faintly there was a thin line-like hole, running through the entire holy mountain, from where to put a trace of hot air.

"Coming in, really coming in?" he couldn't help wiping his eyes vigorously, he couldn't believe what he saw, when he really saw the suspended magic circle, he finally believed that all this was true, he really performed the golden escape technique, and traveled such a long distance, although it was still the lowest level, although he was almost stuck in the thick fine iron mountain wall several times, but it meant that he had entered the high level of the gold system.

This is also thanks to the previous desperate refining of potions, so that his alchemy skills have improved rapidly, he didn't care about the joy of his own cultivation, and hurriedly summoned the wind wheal to carefully send himself to the suspended magic circle, carefully checked, only to see that the mysterious circular circle diameter is more than ten zhang, countless metal discs cleverly interspersed, forming a hollow ball, there is an unknown gem in the center is exuding a faint light, Sheng Xuan saw that his eyes were dazzled, and finally found a trace of almost undetectable crack on a piece of metal disc, it was this small crack that hindered the operation of the entire magic circle。

The joy of finding the reason for the failure of the magic circle was immediately replaced by endless frustration, this kind of metal he had never seen before, as if this was not everything in this world, and there were mysterious rune carvings on it, and it was even more difficult to understand half a point, could this be the handiwork of a certain god? He was not sure, nor could he be sure, there was only one thought in his heart, that is, this magic circle must be repaired.

The crack of a god-level magic circle, where is it so easy to repair, he tried all the methods, not to mention repairing the crack of the metal disc, it is difficult to refine and fuse, let alone restore the broken rune on it, looking at the damn magic circle, and then thinking about the suffering of tens of thousands of people outside the mountain, he couldn't help but let out an angry roar, "Since it can't be repaired, then I'll make a new magic circle!"

In three days, Sheng Xuan carefully observed the magic circle, wrote down every detail in his heart, and then took out a large number of mythril and gems and began to imitate the magic circle, and really let him make it, but it was not one but nine, at this time his eyes were already full of blood, but his face was extremely excited, he didn't expect his magic circle to be compared with the original one, he only hoped that these nine magic circles could play an amplifying role, as he took a deep breath, the magic energy in his body suddenly burst out, and suddenly urged nine walnut-sized miniature magic circles to operate at the same time。

It took him a day to come up with nine amplification circles, and it took two full days and two nights to refine successfully, and now success or failure is in one fell swoop, as he stimulates the operation of the magic circle one by one, his heartbeat can't help but speed up, when the last small ball is lit up, suddenly the light on the god-level magic circle flashes, and it actually sucks the nine small round balls to its side, and slowly begins to rotate, the original faint light suddenly erupts under the operation of the nine amplification circles, instantly filling the straight hole, and with the surge of the light, the flames in the fine holes are completely suppressed, but the air in this space is also instantly drained, and suddenly Sheng Xuan is suffocated。

At this time, he was already very weak, but every time the light of those several magic circles was running, the light skyrocketed, and then caused violent energy fluctuations in this space, and he still had a trace of consciousness in his heart, he had to go out from here, otherwise he would be completely torn apart by the energy of this magic circle.

In the endless darkness, he struggled hard, as if he had become a small gold-eating ant, walking through the thick metal cliff, the weight around him penetrated his body, so that his whole body was squeezed and about to burst, and his consciousness was completely blurred, but he still stubbornly crawled forward.

Suddenly, his hands and feet were empty, and he went straight down, but at this moment, he was caught by someone, and he heard someone shouting anxiously, "Shengxuan, Shengxuan!" He wanted to open his eyes to see who was shouting, but his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them, and finally even the voice was completely far away until it disappeared.

When he woke up, he didn't know how much time had passed, and he was not in a stone room, but a large tent, only to hear the sound of clanging iron everywhere in his ears, at first he thought that his tinnitus was caused by what happened last time, but after listening carefully, he realized that it was indeed the sound of the craftsman's forging, he couldn't help but struggle to get up, and staggered out of the tent.

The scene in front of him completely stunned him, the fire of the holy mountain had been extinguished, and they all returned to the fire pools at the foot of the mountain, only to see tens of thousands of people busy up and down the holy mountain, tens of thousands of dwarves were swinging their hammers hard, and the orcs were quickly transporting pieces of fine iron dug up, the whole scene was shocking.

He couldn't help but slowly walk towards the nearest few dwarves, but saw three dwarf figures, one of them still had half a piece of bread in his mouth, chewing fiercely while shouting something, suddenly saw him coming, couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then felt that the top of his head was dark, and he was crushed to the ground by three fleshy guys.

The squeezing of the three flesh mounds was no less than what he felt in the cliff, making him want to struggle but had no strength, wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, and his ears were filled with the cheers of the three beasts, "I knew you kid was fine, hahaha!"

It wasn't until Reg angrily threw the three meat mounds out that Sheng Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief, Reg anxiously looked and saw that he was not injured before he was a little relieved, and then scolded the three of them with a black face, but the three of them didn't care about his curse at all, and they stood with an expression of immortality, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of their mouth.

The more Reg scolded, the more angry he became, and he was about to rush up and beat the three insignificant boys, but he saw a figure suddenly flash, and a huge rod had been struck on the top of the three people's heads, and the sound of banging seemed to be as if even the stone would shatter, and he couldn't help but let Reg grin and shrink his neck, as if he was the one who was beaten.

The tyrannosaurus-like voice resounded in the sky, "You three lazy worms, don't hurry up and work!" Just now the three of them didn't care where they were standing, and in a blink of an eye, they had already run away in panic and disappeared, no need to guess who appeared, Reg was completely stunned, standing in a daze I didn't know what to do, but I felt that someone was pulling the corners of my clothes, "I'm dizzy, send me back." ”