"Flaming Mountain" is located in the desert on the south side of the barren desert, where the Tong Mountain is bald, there is no grass, and birds are hidden. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info whenever in midsummer, the red sun is in the sky, the russet mountain is under the scorching sun, the sandstone is scorching and flashing, and the blazing air flow rolls up, just like the flames are blazing, and the tongue of fire is stirring the sky, so it is also called "Flame Mountain".

And importantly, there is an active volcano in this "Flame Mountain", which will erupt every once in a while, shaking like a heavenly might, bringing thunder bursts, which shocks many tourists and passers-by, and the mortal people who live around this "Flame Mountain" are all thought to be miracles, whenever the volcano erupts, they will slaughter cattle and sheep, and come to worship the mountain god.

Now, it is the season of the eruption of the "Flaming Mountain", stepping into the mountains and ravines, Jiang Feng did not go far, and saw a volcanic crater with smoke and dust, constantly swallowing and spitting rolling magma, flowing down, and the fire was everywhere.

Some martial artists who practice fire-attribute martial arts or exercises are torrents and braves, standing in this endless molten slurry to practice, and between breathing and breathing, there are slight fire mist erupting from their noses, like demons.

Seeing Jiang Feng coming, immediately, a martial artist strode over, glanced at the embarrassed Jiang Feng, and said: "What are you? Where are you from? This is the territory of the Quicksand Gang, if you want to enter this volcano to practice the exercises and hone your martial arts, you have to hand over a medium-grade spirit stone." Otherwise, get out of here!"

Looking at the vicious expression of the middle-aged man in front of him, as well as the long knife in his hand, Jiang Feng was silent for a while, silent, and after thinking for a while, he said, "How long can a medium-grade spirit stone be cultivated?"

"Yo, Childe, I don't seem to be an expert! A medium-grade spirit stone can be cultivated for three hours, and after three hours, it will have to be overtime, understand?"

Seeing Jiang Feng knowing current affairs so well, a smile appeared on the middle-aged man's vicious face, but it looked even more hideous and terrifying, explained.

"A medium-grade spirit stone, three hours, this can be regarded as a good deal! I wonder how confident you are to open such a high price?"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes, he was not stupid, a medium-grade spirit stone was worth a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, in a barren place like this barren desert, it could be regarded as a high price, this was obviously planning to treat him as a Kaizizai, how not to be angry.

"Hmm. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Shang Jiangfeng's eyes, and suddenly a chill hit, he took a step back, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and flashed a look of jealousy, master, as for how old he didn't know, but one thing he knew was that he couldn't afford to mess with this person, and this alone was enough to keep him respectful.

Thinking that he had inadvertently angered a strong man, drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Childe, it's not that we offer a high price!" But cultivating in this volcanic lava, ordinary martial artists, if they don't have a fire repellent talisman, they will definitely not be able to hold out for a moment or three, and they will be turned into pus by this lava, but with this fire repellent talisman is different, it can greatly extend the cultivation time in this lava, and it will also save their lives when the volcano erupts or the lava shakes. A low-level fire-repelling talisman can last for three hours in the lava without being defeated, and the price of a medium-grade spirit stone is not high. ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's explanation, Jiang Feng's eyes flashed with a gleam, he didn't expect that there was a Fu Seal Master behind this little quicksand gang.

Fu Seal Master, is one of the professions of the wild world, specializing in the study of heaven and earth runes, depicting the heaven and earth runes, each rune seal has the unfathomable power, stealth rune seal, can hide the body, steal incense and steal jade, escape, explore the necessary things of the dangerous place, sharp gold rune seal, can be blessed to the sword, make it extremely sharp, open up mountains and stones, as simple as cutting tofu.

In this way, all kinds of magic are extraordinary, and all kinds of runes and seals contain a thousand strange and special functions, which can be described as all-encompassing, and it is a martial arts road that can lead to the peak.

"Give me a low-level fire-repellent talisman. ”

Jiang Feng took out a medium-grade spirit stone from the storage ring left by the ghost, handed it over, and said.

"Howler. ”

The middle-aged man checked the medium-grade spirit stone in Jiang Feng's hand, took out a fiery red talisman with a smile, handed it to Jiang Feng's hand, and said, "Childe, this low-level fire-repelling talisman has been charged, you only need to inject a trace of spiritual power to stimulate it." I wish Gongzi great success and mighty wilderness. ”

I have to say that the middle-aged man's business level is not bad, otherwise he would not come out to 'pick up customers', but Jiang Feng didn't dare to catch a cold about this, received the talisman seal, and walked towards the 'vibrant' volcano.

Stepping into the edge of the volcano, but see, a line of magma erupted from the top of the mountain, flowing to the foot of the mountain, forming a natural lava pool, many warriors are practicing here, only some strong people who have cultivated to a high level, will go upstream, towards the top of the mountain.

Jiang Feng looked at it from low to high, the most powerful warrior was already on the edge of the crater, just waiting for the volcano to erupt, or turn over, he stood forward, bathed in flames, and his whole body was fiery red, just like the golden body of the legendary Buddha, the light was shining, and it was eye-catching.

When they came to the middle stream, most of the warriors wielded the long swords, big swords, spears, and big sticks in their hands, and slashed towards the flowing magma, opening up a path that was visible to the naked eye, which was many times more difficult than the difficulty of practicing against the waterfall.

The indecent molten pool was quiet, and most of the martial artists were clenching their teeth, constantly absorbing the surrounding flames, refining their bodies, strengthening their muscles and bones, and making the spiritual power in their bodies more pure and powerful.

Jiang Feng put away the low-level fire-repelling talisman seal, his brows were tightly locked, and he was barefoot, he didn't use the low-level fire-repelling talisman seal, he wanted to use his body to resist the molten mud, his footsteps moved, his pace was steady, like a withered pine old tree, standing on the ground, taking root for thousands of years, walking towards the center of the molten lake.

One step, two steps, less than three steps, his body was completely soaked in the molasse, the boiling molten around the tumbling, from time to time bursting out of the bubbles of red fire, the entire molten pool, under the continuous eruption of the volcano, completely came to life, hot every pore of his body was burning, stinging, a kind of pain like a thousand snakes piercing the heart surging in the whole body, until he gasped, he never imagined that there was such pain in the world.

What does it feel like to be alone, to be burned in a boiling molten slurry?!

What a pain it is?!

Close his eyes, close his mouth, close his nose, like a weathered ascetic, sitting in front of the Buddha statue, as if to sit, as if to detach, endless calamities surging in his body, skin and flesh bloom, flesh and blood blurred, he is highly concentrated at the moment, and his heart is constantly chanting "to absorb all the disasters of all beings, to survive ten thousand catastrophes". The scriptures chant that endless calamities have been swallowed up, and infinite calamities have been eliminated, as if at this moment, the river wind has crossed this city of sorrow, crossed the sufferings of everyone, and achieved great freedom, great enlightenment, great sacredness, and great majesty.

The two catastrophe runes were like living creatures, wandering around his body, like a firefighter, where there is disaster, there are them, constantly devouring these disasters and filling them into the third disaster rune that has not yet taken shape.

At this moment, he still felt that his flesh was being deprived, like a knife slowly cutting off his flesh, peeling it off, and he was extremely shocked.