With a bang, Yang Xuanyu's body was slammed down on a mountain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Cough cough, cough lightly, shook his numb arms, and then stood up trembling with his body and looked around.

It's a blazing world, surrounded by mountains of all sizes, all of which are a crimson hue. And at this moment, I am in a relatively flat open space. Yang Xuanyu looked up, and the sky above his head was a gray color, which was actually cut off from sight, and he couldn't look up carefully.

Yang Xuanyu tried to walk towards a mountain range, but after only taking two steps, he suddenly found that the gravel particles on the ground were very soft, and they became foam when he stepped on it. Yang Xuanyu bent down and wanted to grab a handful of gravel grains with his hand to take a look, but as soon as he touched the ground, he couldn't help but sigh softly, and quickly retracted his fingers.

"Why is the ground so hot?" Yang Xuanyu said in surprise. Walking towards a certain hill with some doubts in my heart, the slimy air seemed to stick to me like a piece of plastic, and even uncomfortable. When he walked to a small hill and looked down, Yang Xuanyu was completely stunned!

The crimson magma swam like a huge fire dragon, and from time to time some of the splattered magma would touch the side of the mountain wall, and the mountain wall slowly melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became like water vapor, floating in the air. Rolling magma flowed in all directions, and there was such a huge flow of magma in this valley. Farther away, rivers of magma were converging in this direction, and in the center of all the magma that had gathered together, a golden yellow like the sun gave people the feeling that it was impossible to look at directly. The surging momentum, the dazzling fiery red color, and the unimaginable temperature give people a great visual impact.

The extremely violent fiery qi suddenly erupted from his body, and Yang Xuanyu felt as if he had become a burning man, and even the breath that was exhaled was as if there were flames burning through it. And in this case, the body is as if it is about to explode. As soon as Yang Xuanyu's heart moved, the strong Yuan Force was like a surging river, and the fiery breath that wanted to get out of his body was suppressed.

"Red Molten Flame Pulp!" Yang Xuanyu exclaimed. Before coming, Yang Haotian specially told him about several famous murderous places in Huanyang Purgatory, and the current red molten flame was one of them.

Feeling the invasion of the heat wave one by one, Yang Xuanyu sighed slightly, and planned to leave directly, this red molten flame is a relatively fierce flame, if you can get a small part, it will be a great improvement in strength, but it is not something that you can take away at this moment.

"Are you going to leave? This flame is okay, why don't you refine some of it?" A deep voice sounded in his ears, Yang Xuanyu was overjoyed, paused, and hurriedly replied: "Is there a way for the senior to surrender it?"

"I don't have any idea, I'm just making a suggestion, I thought you had it!" the man said lightly. As soon as these words came out, Yang Xuanyu's face darkened suddenly, if it weren't for the difference in strength, Yang Xuanyu might really want to find him desperately.

"Well, do you have any magic weapons or something?" the man suddenly asked an unrelated topic.

"Magic weapon?" Yang Xuanyu tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly took out a crimson sword from the storage ring, and said, "Do you think this will work?" This sword was exchanged between Yang Chen and Tang Qianhua at the beginning, and Yang Xuanyu kept putting it in the storage ring, almost forgetting it.

"You can take out this thing too?" The man's disdainful voice sounded in Yang Xuanyu's ears.

"This is also a spirit sword, although it may be inferior, but it is not a rag thing, or you can give me one?" Yang Xuanyu roared completely.

"With such a big temper at such a young age, if it were before me, I would have squirted you to death with a yawn!" the man still mocked.

"Cut, you also know how powerful you were before bragging about you, why didn't I see how powerful you used to be, maybe my master was the reincarnation of a god and Buddha in my previous life!

"You really guessed it, you have a little bit to do with gods and Buddhas, do you believe it?" the man suddenly said in a strange tone.

"I believe you have a ghost!" Yang Xuanyu replied angrily, not taking the man's words to heart at all, and treating him as gibberish.

"Is this sword useful or not?" Yang Xuanyu said impatiently.

"Barely enough!"

"What should I do?" Yang Xuanyu asked again.

"You throw it into the lava!" the man replied casually.

"It's not completely melted when you throw it in, who are you playing?" Yang Xuanyu thought that the man was joking with him again.

At this time, the gourd on Yang Xuanyu's chest suddenly churned out a piece of starlight, a vortex from small to large, and finally turned into the size of a wheel, and the man walked out of it with one step, floating one step ahead of Yang Xuanyu, but his figure was a little blurry, showing a translucent state.

"Why did you come out?" Yang Xuanyu said strangely.

"It's too unsafe outside, but there are a few of your Yang family who have good strength, and it is very likely that I will be detected if I come out. It's different here, it's a space of its own, it's a little interesting!" the man said with a little mystery as he looked around him.

"Give me the sword?" the man turned his head and said to Yang Xuanyu.

Yang Xuanyu handed over the sword without hesitation, and after the man weighed it a few times, he smiled, held the hilt of the sword and shook it slightly, and a trace of spiritual patterns wandered around the sword body, and after a moment, it was hidden. The man threw it casually, and the crimson spirit sword turned into a red light and crashed into the magma.

Yang Xuanyu hurriedly looked into the magma, only to see that the crimson sword at this moment was actually floating on the surface of the magma, not sinking or melting by it. Looking closely, the crimson sword body was faintly wrapped in a few traces of spiritual patterns laid by the man at the beginning, and this terrifying flame could not melt it.

The man suddenly made a big move, and a beam of light hit the sword body in the magma impartially.

"Look carefully!" The man suddenly snorted softly at this time, and Yang Xuanyu hurriedly looked over. The sword body trembled slightly, making a clear sound, very crisp, and then spun quickly in place like a spinning top, and finally it was impossible to see clearly, forming a small whirlpool, from the whirlpool, countless sword rays cut out, splashing waves of fire in the magma.

Countless waves of fire rolled, and the originally extremely quiet magma flow was completely stirred up at this moment, and layers of fire waves rose and rolled down, Yang Xuanyu couldn't help but take a few steps back to avoid burning himself with too high temperature, while the man, on the other hand, was standing in place, without anything at all.

The whirlpool became bigger and deeper, and finally turned into a whirlpool with a diameter of several zhang, and all the magma around the whirlpool flowed into the whirlpool along the turn of the whirlpool, and at this time the sword body was no longer visible, and seemed to sink to the lowest end of the whirlpool.

Looking at this scene, Yang Xuanyu couldn't help but nodded, such a big movement, I'm afraid that not everyone can make it, and just when Yang Xuanyu was amazed, a roar came from the depths of the magma: "What kind of person! dare to disturb my old dragon's sleep, it's not self-defeating!"