The orange wheel of fire hung in the air, like an eye that would never close, spewing fire wantonly, not caring how many creatures were suffering in the land it was looking at.

The sky of Jinshan is always sunny and the temperature is extremely high, and the people on it do not dare to look at the sky, but only hope that there will be no wind around.

Everywhere, the wind brings a cool feeling, whether it is a breeze, a gentle wind, a whirlwind or even a hurricane, whether it is gentle or violent, it will always blow away the heat and anxiety in exchange for a slight coolness. If it is a hot and dry land, the wind is not just the wind, but becomes some kind of gift, which people delight and desire, and even thank.

The exception is Jinshan!

It's like a giant steamer, and each molecule has a manic meaning that is so strong that it can't be dissolved, pressing tightly against the skin and heart like a solidified stone. Over time, the action here people have to lock their bodies under the urging of the forces of nature, firmly sealing every pore on the body, preventing the heat from the outside world from penetrating in, as if it were an independent shijie.

Although this is unbearable, with the monk's strong spirit and will, and even the assistance of the Dao Law, it can always be supported, provided that there is no wind.

The wind of Jinshan is different from other places, they contain liliang that is incomprehensible to the monks of the gods, blowing on the body is not like the air is flowing, but like thousands of small awls piercing and scraping, it can actually open the body of the monk closed with divine powers, and constantly instill the endless restless thoughts around him until it is unbearable.

If the wind is violent, it is difficult for even the Yuanying Monk who has touched the realm of heaven and man to bear it, and that kind of restlessness fills his heart, like thousands of invisible monsters, frantically eroding the monk's Dao heart and divine thoughts, trying to melt them. Until it becomes a part of the surrounding area, it becomes the same existence as oneself.

In such an environment, if you stay quietly, it is fine, if it is a battle...... Whether it is flying or casting spells, it will inevitably bring roaring wind and waves, and the pressure can be imagined.

Fortunately. Although the area of Jinshan is wide and the surrounding mountains are not very undulating, there is very little wind blowing. It was like a hard stone, left here by the hand of the Heavenly Dao, and became an existence that was alien to its surroundings.

Even the Demon Hunting Forest doesn't like it, and even the surrounding air avoids it, so Jinshan rarely sees the wind.

The four fields are empty and calm, except for a few heat-loving insects that occasionally appear. There is no life and no wind here, like a cage, like death!

However, after being silent for many years, after witnessing the reincarnation of life in spring, autumn, cold and summer, a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, a thousand miles around Jinshan, suddenly a breeze arose.

The majesty is intangible and qualitative. Blowing in the rocks of the mountains, blowing across the earth and fields. It blew through the stone walls, over the mountains, and on people.

Cool feeling!

What a refreshing feeling, and what a fascinating and confusing feeling!

"Strange, how can this happen?"

The roving demon hunters were the first to notice the change, and they all looked up in confusion, thinking that they were not in a dream. How can there be such a merciful wind here?

More changes followed, and the wind in the air gradually became stronger, from a light breeze to a thin breeze, from a thin breeze to a light breeze, and from zuihou to a strong wind. The wind, until the storm howls, sweeps through every inch of space.

The earth beneath our feet was changing, and though it was still hot, it was not as untouchable as it had been before, and as the wind became fierce, the earth was as hard as gold and iron took on a warmth, like the mountains around the hot springs.

From fiery to warm, the incredible change can only be described by magic.

What is even more strange is that the change exists only beyond the edge of the golden mountain, and in the fiery core, instead of becoming cooler with the surroundings, it is more intense than ever, and from a distance, the red light on the top of the mountains seems to be about to burn and turn into a mass of flames.

People looked at the wonders of the Ben and couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, what should be the situation of the people who stayed there at this time?

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More than 100 miles outside the Golden Mountain, a huge altar stands tall, and it can be seen from the clear carvings of the surrounding stone that this altar is newly built and seems to have just been opened.

On the altar, the four copper tripods were placed around them, and a dazzling rune in the sky was forming a six-star magic circle, which was slowly rotating. In the center of the circle, an old man in a red robe had his hands like lotus flowers in his mouth, and he was constantly entering the magic circle with words in his mouth.

As the magic circle continued to operate, a liliang in the surrounding air was gradually aroused, as if it was pulled from all directions, and after passing between the four copper tripods and the star array, it pounced out like a long dragon.

The direction of the rush is the golden mountain!

The wind was raging, and the formation built a bridge in the air, concentrating the heat on the four fields and transporting it towards the golden mountain.

Wild laughter sounded in the wind, like heavy thunder echoing around, and a tall figure appeared on the altar at some point, clenching his fist at the old man in red.

"Congratulations to Brother Zuo, it is worthy of being the most proficient in fire, and this array has really taken effect. ”

Looking back at the golden mountain in the distance, the tall man had a look of resentment on his face, and said word by word: "I want to see how long you can hold on!"

Trapped in the enemy for nearly half a year, not only was the demon cultivator exhausted, but the demon hunter was also tortured to death by the environment here in Jinshan, and the battle that Jihua had solved in two months was stretched several times longer. Now that the situation on the mainland has changed, the chief commander has sent people to urge and even reprimand him many times, and the huge pressure has made him almost breathless as the master of the order all the way, and he has already endured it to the extreme.

As a last resort, he did not hesitate to condescend to ask the Huoyan monk for help, and only with great benefit did he invite the left-sided messenger who had the first person in Huoyan's Yuan Infant to seek a solution.

After nearly two months of preparation, countless spiritual treasures have been paid, and now that the formation has been activated, it has really had an effect; not only has the surrounding fire poison and irritability been greatly reduced, but also those disgusting breaths have been transported to Jinshan; under the advantages of one another, one can imagine how difficult the demon cultivation should be, how can it not make him ecstatic.

"A month, no, half a month, within half a month, this seat will definitely be flattened here!"

In addition to the surprise, the Lord did not hesitate to depreciate his identity. The left envoy whose cultivation was far lower than him was commensurate with a brother, and said with a smile: "The great thing is about to be accomplished, bother Brother Zuo to work hard for a few more days, and then talk to Brother Zuo when this master wields these abandoned people, and then talk to Brother Zuo?"

Hearing his words, the red-robed man did not answer immediately. looked at the surrounding situation and frowned slightly.

The Lord asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, Brother Zuo, what's wrong?"

The red-robed man said, "The power of the formation is not right. ”

"Isn't that powerful? uh...... Brother Zuo rest assured, with such power, this seat is already satisfied......"

"The lord is wrong, what the old man said is not right, not that the power is too small, but too great!"

The red-robed man interrupted him and said impatiently: "The Jinshan Fire Poison is extremely domineering, and this array can be slightly dissolved at most. Never affected its fundamental liliang. Now that this situation is like this, I am afraid that there are changes within Jinshan, and we have to guard against it. ”

"Too powerful......

The lord's face twitched for a while, and he thought in his heart that Lao Er was really too deceitful, and he used so many treasured things in this seat, and he even disliked that the formation was too powerful. What is especially hateful is that since this person came to Jinshan, he has been arrogant and conceited and has not taken himself seriously at all. If it weren't for the fact that he was employing people, how could he be allowed to be so arrogant.

barely suppressed the anger in his heart. He said, "Isn't it a good thing that it's powerful?"

The red-robed man snorted coldly, a little disdain flashed in his eyes, and said: "Don't you know the truth that things must be opposed, this golden mountain does not know how to form, and it has absorbed an unknown amount of fire poison for countless years. Now that he is instilled with such a violent force, once it can't be controlled, it will become a sea of purgatory fire for thousands of miles around. By then, you'll be afraid you'll ......."

"By then, you and I would have been far away. It doesn't matter if it's a flood or a fire!"

The Lord Ling didn't bother to listen any further, and said lightly: "Brother Zuo doesn't need to worry, as long as the formation lasts for a few days, when this seat captures the remnants of the demon cultivators on this mountain, it can be declared complete." ”

With that, he ordered the Lord to walk out of the altar with his legs raised, one hundred meters in one step, and instantly disappeared into the howling wind. Behind him, the red-robed man's gaze turned from the golden mountain to the ground, and he sighed deeply.

"What is the reason why the fire and poison around this mountain are attracted in one direction, and if it really breaks out......

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A moment later, the demon hunter sent a team of dozens of people to attack a relatively weak part of the groping in the direction of Jinshan, and a large number of monks in the rear surged in the air, gathering divine thoughts in formations, examining everything on the battlefield.

After some thought, he decided to send people to start a tentative attack from now on, not to cause much damage to the demon cultivators, as long as they had to be vigilant at all times, and at the same time, due to the influence of the Divine Passage Method, the environment on the Golden Mountain would be even worse, and the demon cultivators would be more difficult to support.

As for the team of the Demon Hunter, they can advance and retreat freely, and if the attack is not successful, they will return and replace it with another batch.

The procession of dozens of people roared forward, and the air above Jinshan, which had been silent for many days, gradually spread, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared here, about to witness a picture scroll smeared with life and blood.

And at this time, under the golden mountain, in the belly of the mountain, which I don't know a little bit, Thirteen Lang, who had explained all the follow-up matters to the Demon Soul Holy Son, put aside his distracting thoughts and was still struggling to dig.

No matter how strong the wind on the ground was, he couldn't feel half of it, and in his position, the temperature had been rising continuously, and vaguely, the claws of the golden crow seemed to have encountered an opponent of equal strength, and it was gradually difficult to form an absolute suppression.

But he was reluctant to stop, and the feeling of Biluo's awakening in his body became clearer and clearer, and through the induction of that life soul, Thirteen Lang knew that there was something that Biluo desperately longed for in the belly of the mountain at this time, or rather, it meant a lot to both of them.

Relying on the state has recovered, with himself and countless hole cards, as well as the demon soul that has not yet been exhausted, Thirteen Lang excavated all the way and trekked, alternating between digging and killing, digging and killing alive to a depth of nearly 10,000 meters under the belly of the mountain, and entering a dragon that bowed his head and drank water.

There is no way to describe the feeling, the claws of the golden crow are constantly flying in the air, the rocks are flying like rain, and the mood of Thirteen Lang is becoming more and more urgent.

Yamu had already left, and only the whistling of sharp claws could be heard in the lonely passage, and in a desperate digging, a muffled sound was suddenly heard in the air, and Thirteen Lang's body pounced forward, and he almost fell to the ground.

A ray of milky white light added to the red light burrowed into the passage, and Thirteen Lang looked up in amazement, looking at the chiseled opening.

In the belly of the mountain, there is no cave!

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...... (To be continued.) )