Chen Xun was sitting cross-legged on this lava crater at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Poof!

Poof!

Half a meter above him, the magma rolled.

The steaming magma bubbles were tumbling violently. The rolling heat wave burned in front of him, making his face red, making the face of the handsome young man sitting cross-legged Chen Xun sweat profusely.

It's been a few days.

Although Chen Xun was still at the level of a second-order low-level spell master, he was already moving towards the middle level, and his progress was extremely fast.

He cultivated the fire-based evil Dao technique "Burning Demon Body".

The effect of the fire type exercise will be doubled in the scorching land, and the effect of the water type body forging method will be multiplied in the land of ice, which is common sense in the incantation world. But there is a premise for all this, to be able to endure the torture of such loneliness and great pain.

But the will and the degree of cruelty to himself, Chen Xun is just right.

He has gone through three lives, he has seen too many things in life, he has understood too many things, and he also has a huge obsession to re-enter the peak of the spell world, he can not only be cruel to others at this time, but also cruel to himself, and it is extremely cruel.

There is no fluke on the road to the strongest. After three lifetimes, he had already understood that the deeds of the protagonists in the anti-heaven novels in the curse world were just a pale joke.

Chen Xun for future generations.

Every person he has ever met who is not from a big clan and has climbed from the bottom to the top alone.

Not only do they have ruthless minds and good luck, but they also have almost extremely tragic pasts, and unknown pasts, and even more miserable people than Chen Xun, who was wiped out.

It is these small people who have had a painful past and want to have a happy future.

Putting aside the pride of heaven who was born in a wealthy family. As a broken family from a poor family, if you don't sacrifice something, please don't expect to get anything---- this is almost an eternal truth in the spell world.

Now.

Chen Xun sat beside the magma for more than twenty minutes.

And such days, after Chen Xun arrived at this "Dongyan Mountain", it has lasted for several days.

He had seven or eight lives every day, and he was burned to death on the edge of this magma, dying seven or eight times a day, which was simply unimaginable and unbearable for ordinary people, but for Chen Xun, it was a daily life.

However, the bitterness of the past few days has not been in vain, everything has reached a critical point, and now it is time for an official breakthrough.

Gradually.

The moisture of Chen Xun's skin and flesh on the edge of the magma seemed to have reached the limit that the flesh could bear, and it was steaming violently.

His whole body was red, like a roasted prawn.

The muscles atrophied violently under the boiling heat wave~ contracted, and the arms, chests and even the bones that had lost water were clearly visible, vaguely like an enlightened old monk who had been sitting for a hundred years, and the bones were craggy.

The black hair was gradually withering, withering, and even a little spark, and then the black hair seemed to have reached a certain critical point, and quickly began to ignite, and with the stench of the hair being burned, his hair instantly turned into sparks and burned out.

But it's all worth it.

Call!

A soft sound came from nothing. As if something had broken through the inherent shackles, Chen Xun's withered body, which had lost almost all of its moisture, suddenly emitted a soft sound from the depths of his body.

Gurgle!

His body suddenly let out a crisp sound of bones colliding, and his withered face, which had completely lost its moisture, suddenly revealed a chuckle that was really like this.

Second-order middle layer, into!

"Finally broke through, for such a self-mutilating body's hard cultivation, it's not too slow. ”

Chen Xun slowly got up while meditating in his heart.

Looking down at his shriveled hands like dead trees, he seemed to be sure of something, and a flash of clarity flashed. At this time, he felt that the strength of his body had increased considerably.

Stomp, stomp!

Just as Chen Xun was in such a reverie, there was suddenly a sparse footstep not far away. It seemed that someone from the tribe was rushing towards the crater at the top of this mountain, which made Chen Xun a little nervous in his heart.

"Why is someone coming at this time..."

"Didn't I already give an explanation early on, so that the clansmen would never disturb me while I was cultivating?"

Chen Xun's heart suddenly moved.

He looked down at his extremely withered body, knowing that if he was looked at by outsiders, it would be difficult to explain the matter of "fate", he sighed secretly, lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "I can only destroy my own corpse." ”

Thinking of this, his eyebrows suddenly flashed with a hint of determination, and he jumped towards the hot magma in front of him without hesitation!

Thump!

Chen Xun's body sank in the magma.

His body, in the form of a pile of humanoid flames, burned in the magma, and his flesh melted...

In an instant, Chen Xun turned into a white skeleton in this lava, and in an instant, the skeleton burned into a pile of ashes, and there were no bones left in the boiling lava in an instant.

Immediately after, a figure suddenly appeared in the crater.

He was a clansman who was responsible for shepherding the "Fire Cloud Monkey", his eyes were rolling around, his expression was slightly surprised, and he only heard him muttering: "What about the patriarch?

"Didn't I say that you shouldn't come here to disturb me while I was cultivating?" Hearing this, the clansman suddenly turned around and found that it was Chen Xun who was wearing the purple robe of the patriarch.

I saw that Chen Xun's young man's face was extremely pale, as if he had endured unusual pain, and there were some signs of trembling, Chen Xun looked at the clansmen in front of him a little gloomy, and seemed to be a little moved.

Because for Chen Xun, the general way of dying is not too painful.

He had long been accustomed to the pain perception of ordinary death, but the great pain caused by those cruel torture deaths still made his tough nerves a little unbearable.

When this clansman saw the patriarch Chen Xun with a gloomy face, he hurriedly bent down respectfully and saluted.

Then his expression was slightly flustered: "If there is no important matter, I decided not to disturb the patriarch's penance, but the big thing is not good, at this time, the 'Dongyan Mountain', the shogunate clan is here!"

"Someone from the shogunate?"

Chen Xunyan's heart sank when he heard this, and he also knew that it was not the time to dwell on other things.

He strode forward abruptly, leading the tribesman down the mountain, and asked, "What is the situation now? Has the Namu tribe already begun to slaughter the mountain? How many people have they brought, and how many people have been killed or wounded?"

"No one died. ”

The clansman followed quickly behind Chen Xun with a respectful expression.

He replied: "The person in charge is a young man in a white robe with a folding fan, with an extremely arrogant attitude, calling himself Mu 11, saying that he wants to see the patriarch of our Xichen clan, otherwise he will bloody the 'Dongyan Mountain' again!"

"He said that if the patriarch didn't show up, he would kill someone every three minutes!"

"Curtain Eleven?"

When Chen Xun heard this, a look flashed that was really like this: "Don't go to slaughter the mountain directly, but wait for me, there will be such a strange behavior, and he is the only one who will behave like this." ”