On the waist of the ninth peak, the maple forest and snow that have been changed beyond recognition, dark red magma flows down from the peak, and all the flowers and plants along the way are not spared, all of them are integrated into the magma. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Like the oath of Deathwing's return to Azeroth in World of Warcraft, in the shadow of my wings, everything is to ashes.

Huge black clouds drowned out the sunlight from the sky like night, making the only molten slurry that could emit light from the ninth peak the most eye-catching.

With these special lights, Lin Mu ran wildly across the gloomy mountain terrain, and the coercion of the Ninth Peak didn't seem to have any effect on him, and his speed was fast enough to amaze the onlookers in the First Peak Square, if they were still there.

Yang Moxue was lying in the arms of his hands, her pretty face still had a look of confusion, like a frightened cunning rabbit, her eyes stared at Lin Mu in a daze, even if she stepped on the molten flow that could burn her in an instant at this moment, there was no fear at all, and some were just stunned.

After running for a while, Lin Mu gradually slowed down, gasped slightly, and his figure swept up in an instant, stepped on the almost collapsed mountain rock, and began to jump.

Yang Moxue woke up a little at this time, realizing that she was now lying in Lin Mu's arms, and in an instant, she had been devastated by the power of the Ninth Peak for a long time, and her pretty face, which was covered with miserable whiteness, couldn't help but show two traces of redness.

After a moment, he spoke timidly.

"Lin Mu, don't force yourself, put me down, die alone...... It's better than two people dead. ”

Hearing the delicate voice in his arms, Lin Mu didn't look down, staring at the mountain road ahead that had become rugged and steep due to the earthquake, and during the period, he deftly avoided countless cliffs and abysses, and only then did he respond to Yang Moxue when he had a chance to breathe.

"Senior sister, do you think that in my current state, I need to abandon you to save my life?"

Hearing this, Yang Moxue was stunned, and then retorted slightly unconvinced.

"But you're always a burden with someone, I'm ...... I don't think I have any qualifications worthy of sacrificing your escape time to save you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the ninth peak suddenly heard a loud tremor again, this time the eruption was rapid and violent, as many as thousands of magma flew down the mountain, completely covering any corner of this place, even if Lin Mu was as fast as a mountain ape, he could not survive under this high-density attack.

A wisp of molten slurry carried the high temperature and fell behind Lin Mu, and the blazing flames burned on its surface, but it was almost touching Lin Mu's body, and when it was only three or five inches away from him, it seemed to hit an invisible barrier, like a splash of water.

And on Lin Mu's back, a curtain of fire rose at this time, blocking all the molten slurry that came one after another.

"Senior sister, if you are a burden, I have already ignored it when I was in Tianchi, and you are a charred corpse at this moment. Lin Mu continued: "After we go down the mountain, we will go to the first peak to inspect the situation, but we can't stay too long, this eruption will definitely spread to the Qinghe Plain, and the town is estimated to be unable to save it." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Moxue's expression was slightly embarrassed because of Lin Mu's reply, and she couldn't help but lower her face.

After a moment of silence, he raised his face to look at Lin Mu's bloodstained face and asked, "Lin Mu, where are you going in the future?"

Lin Mu swept over a broken mountain rock, landed on the ground at the foot of the ninth peak, which was still flat, and spoke without hesitation.

"Southland. ”

......

If you can survive an earthquake of magnitude 8 or higher, you should be grateful to the unlucky ones who lent you luck.

This sentence is very suitable for Qinghe Town, after all, this town, which once could compete with the hundred thousand soldiers and horses in the mortal world, has completely collapsed and shattered at this moment, leaving only the ruins and broken walls after the earthquake, and countless blood pools that have been crushed by boulders.

If there are survivors, then they are really the chosen ones to sit on the blessings.

Lin Mu took Yang Moxue to the gate of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym, and from the collapsed courtyard, he could glimpse the stumps of several white-robed disciples who had no time to escape, all of them were over twenty years old, and they stayed in the gym because they didn't go to the trial, so none of them were spared, and they were completely crushed by the collapsed dojo.

Yang Moxue followed closely behind Lin Mu, and the tragic scenes along the way made her cover her mouth and nose almost all the time, trying not to let herself vomit.

But when she saw the corpses scattered in the dojo, she couldn't hold back anymore and ran to the side to vomit.

"Senior sister, if you can't stand it anymore, we can leave first. ”

Looking at Yang Moxue, who was bent over her waist and her expression was extremely uncomfortable, Lin Mu couldn't help but propose.

Hearing this, although Yang Moxue was still spitting, she quickly stretched out her left hand and swung it, as if to signal that she could still hold on.

"It's okay, Lin Mu, let's go in and find the surviving Gym students. ”

Lin Mu bowed his head, stepped forward to help Yang Moxue, who had almost vomited, and led her over the collapsed courtyard into the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

The Spirit Habitat Dojo was the most severely damaged, the towering beams were completely broken, and two pieces fell on the torn floor, among which many of the yellow-robed disciples who could not escape were stoned to death, and the scene was tragic.

Lin Mu and Yang Moxue were each exploring the corpses in the dojo to see if there were any people with breath still alive, but such an idea was obviously a fantasy and had no chance of success.

When you go to the Lingshi Realm Dojo, the place known as the Daoist Pavilion's scripture pavilion, has become a ruin, and countless physical cultivation strategies that are regarded as supreme treasures by the disciples are all buried in a mess, and it is not difficult to imagine that if you want to dig them out, you must have the courage to fight against the approaching magma.

Yang Moxue sat on a fairly intact wooden beam, her pretty face was a little unrelenting, looking at the ruins, the sense of powerlessness in her heart couldn't help but surge.

Lin Mu stood behind her and said coldly, "Senior sister, it's time to go." ”

Yang Moxue shook her head and sighed: "Lin Mu, you don't have to pay attention to me......"

"I ignore you, waiting for your father to take care of you?" His tone suddenly revealed sternness, turned Yang Moxue's delicate body over, and looked directly at those crystal jade eyes: "I saved your life, I said go, you can't stop!"

"You can wait for the eruption to end and the magma to cool down, and then come back to find the surviving disciples, and save people's hearts, I understand, but at this moment, you have no power to return to the sky, you can only protect yourself, understand?"

Looking at Lin Mu's shocking bloody face, Yang Moxue did not resist in the slightest, but felt that everything the other party did was for himself.

Thinking of this, her heart throbbed inexplicably, and her whole body seemed to be electrocuted, and she had a little spirit in an instant.

"Thank you, Lin Mu. She bowed her head, a little afraid to look at Lin Mu.

At this moment, in the fallen **, a terrible wail suddenly sounded.

The two of them were immediately shocked, and subconsciously looked towards **, when they were about to go.

I heard another sound of self-talk coming unscrupulously.

"The ninth peak of heaven killing, the old man has been working hard to write the remnants of the Heavenly Scripture for three years, and it is destroyed in your hands like this, bastard! The old man wants to beat your molten slurry back!"