Chapter Eighty-Five: The Land of Magma

Today was the one hundred and twentieth day since they came to the Marginal Land, and there were still eight months left before the day they had agreed with the Ziyang Divine Monarch.

Gollum - Gollum –

On the black-gold earth, there stood a dark red volcano, and even if it was extremely far away, everyone could still feel the astonishing temperature spreading outward.

Red hair, sword eyebrows, at this time, the rock melt standing in the crater exudes an extremely tyrannical aura all over the body, just like the red volcano, as if all the calm waves are just used to hide the turbulence inside, the quiet crater covers the hot magma, constantly storing amazing energy, accumulating thick and thin, just waiting for the next moment of majesty.

"Boom!"

Bang –

Yan Rong held the blazing hammer high in both hands, and with a loud shout, the blazing hammer slammed on the crater, the fireworks were staggered, the iron and stone struck, and a huge muffled sound, with the sound of the falling hammer, sounded in everyone's ears.

"Boom-"

In an instant, orange magma erupted, and a sea of fire flowed across the sky, and crazy waves of fire swooped towards the earth one after another.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-"

Four monstrous loud sounds, like the sky-high tsunami, accompanied by billowing black smoke, filled the entire sky, muddy.

"Gollum-"

Orange magma flowed out of the crater, and the thick liquid slowly, slowly, spread around the volcano like a poisonous snake that chose to devour people.

"Lava Fire Domain."

Yan Rong was still suspended next to the crater, his red armor was draped, he held a hammer in one hand, the fire god wheel loomed behind his head, and his red hair had already turned into scorching flames, raging and raging, just like the first time he saw it.

"Mobei!"

Yan Rong turned around, looked in the direction of the other four people, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were squinted slightly, his left hand without a hammer was spread out and raised high, and a mouthful of white teeth was shining under the scorching fire, which made the whole person particularly hearty.

"It's your turn."

Hearing this, Mobei faintly replied with a smile, raised one hand high, waved lightly in the air, and made a gesture of high-five.

It's my turn.

"Uhhh

The yellow light flashed, the quicksand wrapped his body, and a round of dim yellow Tude Divine Wheel appeared behind Mobei's head, and suddenly, the yellow sand covered the sky, and an extremely thick aura spread out from Mobei's body.

"How do you feel, he's a little different......"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy looked at Mobei rising from the sand, and her big eyes were full of inexplicable doubts.

Hearing this, Li Muyu also nodded, Mobei gave people a different feeling.

Of course, what they said was different, not that Mobei had changed in this person, but that the aura in his divine domain had changed greatly compared to before.

The last time he was in Ziyang Palace, Mobei's divine aura was a heavy feeling similar to "the weight of earth and stone", and now, what emanated from his Tude Divine Wheel was another breath feeling, as if it was the vastness of the earth, and like the boundless loneliness of the desert, his breath was no longer "the weight of earth and stone", but more like a sense of heaviness of "carrying all things".

"You are a desert, not a mountain, you represent the earth under your feet, not the mountains that need to be looked up, and your Shinto is carrying, containing, not destroying."

The words of the Purple Sun Divine Monarch sounded in his ears again, but this sentence was not said to him, but to Mobei, the Lord of the Desert.

Regarding the Divine Domain, Ziyang Shenjun had only talked to Li Muyu and Mobei, so he also listened to a lot of what Ziyang Shenjun said to Mobei at that time. It's just that I didn't expect that in just a few months, Mobei had already preliminarily comprehended the way of carrying the earth that the Ziyang Divine Monarch said, and this understanding was simply terrifying.

"Dirt cover."

Mobei slowly raised his right hand and pressed it down, and suddenly, the yellow sand rolled, the thick soil churned, and the orange hot magma flowing on the earth was flooded by the mud and sand in an instant.

"Solidify."

The lava mixed with the dirt, scorching the dead air in the earth. For a time, earthy gas, gold gas, fire gas, and various energies with different attributes collided one by one under the manipulation of Mobei, blending with each other, breeding new soil with magma fire, and condensing and precipitating gold with boundless earth gas.

"Gollum-Gollum-"

The lava mountain is still erupting with magma, and the endless wasteland is constantly giving birth to new life, layer by layer, the black gold soil of the marginal land, so far, it is beyond recognition, and the covering on it is the magma land that is spawned by the combination of rock melting and Mobei.

"It's almost my turn."

The Hundred Flowers Fairy winked at Li Muyu and said with a smile: "You have to come on." ”

After speaking, the Hundred Flowers Fairy flew down with the petals in the sky.

"Change."

Hundreds of flowers gathered, turned into skirts, wood gas, and the divine wheel was clear.

"Mu Ruyi, go!"

The cyan Ruyi came out of his hand, his hands were sealed, and the complicated tricks continued to fall on the cyan Ruyi.

"Hum—"

Mu Ruyi trembled slightly, and then, it rose with the wind, and the cyan light in the sky instantly shrouded the black land, dazzling and blurry.

"Fall!"

With a coquettish shout, all of a sudden, countless peony buds poured out from the Mude Divine Wheel and fell on the magma soil.

"Whew-"

The red lips opened slightly, and a mouthful of cyan Yimu breath spit out from the mouth of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, like a cyan smoke rain, fluttering on the flowers and falling in the soil.

Po –

One, two, three...... Countless peony buds bloom in an instant, and the pink peony flowers cover the entire black earth.

"I'm sorry."

The Hundred Flowers Fairy glanced at the sea of peony flowers apologetically, gritted her teeth, and tapped her ten fingers, and every time she clicked, the peony flowers that were ordered withered in an instant.

Flowers bloom, flowers fall, peanuts, flowers extinguish.

The essence overflowed, scattered into mud, and the breath of Otogi was mixed with the essence of a hundred flowers, and in just a snap of a finger, it turned into powder and scattered in the dust.

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