But soon after careful observation, Yang Qianming vetoed this speculation, because no matter how you look at the fire dragon in front of him, it is just an energy body.

War beasts are flesh and blood existences, since they are not war beasts, what will this mysterious fire dragon in front of them be?

Yang Qianming gritted his teeth and turned on the Crazy Bone Technique again, and while his strength skyrocketed, he pulled out the Silver Moon Sword clamped in the fire dragon's mouth with one hand.

Yang Qianming then waved his hand and slashed out several thousand-foot sword rays in a row, and the fire dragon in front of him was instantly slashed apart.

In the next second, before Yang Qianming could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw six fire dragons flying out of the magma in a row.

Looking at the six fire dragons that were exactly the same as the ones he had killed just now, Yang Qianming took a deep breath, and the Demon God Sixty slammed out.

After that gorgeous sword flash, the six fire dragons screamed and all died.

"Come on, come on, how many young masters will kill today!" Yang Qianming's eyes were slightly red, and he swung the Silver Moon Sword and swept towards the sky above the magma.

Looking down at the bottomless magma rising from the bottom and belching hot bubbles, Yang Qianming licked his lips that were chapped by the high temperature, and rushed under the magma.

Through Fang Cai's observation, Yang Qianming decisively predicted that there must be a war beast under this magma, and manipulated these fire dragons to play with themselves.

Since this is the case, Yang Qianming is determined to split the magma and go deep into it to find out.

Under the protection of the red light curtain on the surface of Yang Qianming's body, those magma all spread out to both sides, giving Yang Qianming a smooth road to the bottom of the magma.

When Yang Qianming entered the magma, the magma that had been scattered behind him quickly merged again, as if he had a feeling of sealing his retreat.

After stepping under the magma, Yang Qianming felt that he had arrived in a blood-red world, no matter where he looked, it was blood-red, and all he could see was reefs of different sizes.

However, the temperature also began to soar rapidly, and Yang Qianming had already penetrated more than 500 meters. But there was still blood red below, and only the slowly wriggling magma flowed, and I didn't know how long I would dive before I could see it.

At this moment, Yang Qianming was only breathing the air within the red barrier, and he knew that this air would not supply him for long, no more than ten quarters of an hour at most.

That is to say, as soon as the ten quarters of an hour arrives, no matter whether he has reached the bottom or not, Yang Qianming must immediately turn around and return, otherwise he will suffocate in this magma due to lack of oxygen.

After Yang Qianming accelerated and dived into a depth of thousands of meters in a row, he gradually felt that the temperature around him was about to melt him, and the red barrier and ice shield on his body had faded and blurred.

In other words, Yang Qianming at this moment is completely supported by the python skin on his body and the python blood he swallowed, otherwise Yang Qianming would have been incinerated by the high temperature.

So it seems that Yang Qianming is secretly glad that he swallowed the python blood out of control, otherwise he would not have died in vain.

In fact, Yang Qianming didn't know that the Sky Swallowing Python he killed had been entrenched here for hundreds of years, but it had already merged with the temperature here.

Since he swallowed the python's blood, he automatically formed a resistance in his body, which was immunity to high temperatures.

It's just that this Sky Swallowing Python dived into the magma, and the deepest depth was only three thousand meters. As for being deeper, this sky-swallowing python will also be frightened by the mysterious temperature, and dare not take a step forward.

At this moment, Yang Qianming has already dived 1,500 meters, which means that he can still dive 1,000 meters to reach the limit.

After all, he is not the Sky Swallowing Python itself, and he is only sucking its blood, of course, he will not have the same strong temperature resistance as the Sky Swallowing Python.

After another thousand meters, Yang Qianming couldn't stand the invasion of the surrounding heat at all, and the ice shield and the red barrier were already crumbling in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qianming had no doubt that it would dissipate immediately in the next moment.

When these defenses dissipated, Yang Qianming knew that he had only one way to be incinerated, and there was no chance of survival at all.

"Master, I sensed the wild natal fire down here!" A voice sounded, making Yang Qianming shake all over his body at this moment.

Holding his breath and concentrating, Yang Qianming asked, "How deep is it?"

"It's about three thousand meters!" Long Ao's answer made Yang Qianming almost faint.

Now that he has reached his limit, if he is allowed to continue to move forward for a few hundred meters, it will already be the limit.

"The temperature is too high, I will definitely die if I go down now!" Yang Qianming replied with a somewhat bitter voice.

Listening to Yang Qianming's response, Long Ao smiled faintly and said, "Master, have you forgotten the natal fire that you just awakened?"

After Long Ao's reminder, Yang Qianming suddenly remembered that he had also awakened the fire of his life.

However, Yang Qianming thought about it for a while, and asked puzzledly: "But what does this have to do with continuing to dive? Could it be that I can continue to dive with the fire of my birth?"

Long Ao said appreciatively: "Correct explanation, you must know the master, your natal fire is the third on the list of Pure Heavenly Fire, although the strength is damaged, but the current high temperature is still not a problem!"

After listening to Long Ao's words, Yang Qianming didn't know if this was the case, but at the moment, he was in a dilemma, if Yang Qianming was allowed to turn back, he would definitely be unwilling.

It would be better if Long Ao didn't point out that there was a wild natal fire below, but now that it has been pointed out by Long Ao, how can Yang Qianming give up the opportunity to get the wild natal fire.

A choice flashed across his face, and Yang Qianming said in a deep voice to Long Ao: "Since this is the case, then I will turn on the Silent Heavenly Fire and continue to dive!"

"Okay, but master, I also noticed a terrifying aura below, there must be some divine beast guarding the wild natal fire, you must be extremely careful!" Long Ao said worriedly.

After hearing Long Ao's reminder, Yang Qianming let out a smile that was really like this, and immediately said, "Don't worry!

After saying that, Yang Qianming's hands stretched out, and at the same time as the momentum of his whole body skyrocketed, a lotus root wrapped in purple flames appeared in the palms of his hands.

"Silent Heavenly Fire!" Yang Qianming shouted loudly, and then a purple flame was instantly released from his whole body.

Just in the blink of an eye, Yang Qianming's body was tightly covered by this purple flame, and Yang Qianming suddenly felt his whole body loosen.

Moreover, the surrounding high temperature also dropped rapidly with the release of the Silent Sky Fire.

Yang Qianming has a strong sense of contrast that is very hot outside, but very cool and comfortable in the purple flames.

After offsetting the high temperature outside, Yang Qianming suddenly felt like a fish in water, as if there was no difference between the magma outside and the seawater.

Under the full speed of flying, three thousand meters passed in the blink of an eye, Yang Qianming had already wasted three quarters of an hour at this time, and the air in the flames was only less than seven quarters of an hour left.

Therefore, Yang Qianming wants to get the star core and the wild natal fire in seven quarters of an hour.

After three thousand meters, Yang Qianming's feet finally stepped on the ground, and he saw a square boulder entrenched a hundred meters away in front of him.

It's just that Yang Qianming secretly sighed that he couldn't bring the jet black spar into the magma, otherwise he wouldn't have to worry about how to distinguish the star core.

Thinking carefully about the characteristics of the star core described by the, Yang Qianming began to carefully look at the square boulder in front of him.

The body is round and smooth, surrounded by magma flames, and the boulder has a peculiar symbol..... These markings can be confirmed to be the star nucleus.

Yang Qianming smiled slightly, he didn't expect that he would find the star core so easily, so he was ready to step forward and ingest it into his demon heart space.

But before Yang Qianming could take a few steps, suddenly a somewhat immature voice slowly came: "Huh.... Don't fucking come here, or I'll break you to pieces!"

After being slightly stunned, Yang Qianming glanced around a few times, and found no people or war beasts except for the endless red.

"What person?" Yang Qianming was in the purple flames, and naturally knew that speaking would consume a lot of air, so he could only ask like gold.

"What do you care about me... Hey, I'm not a human, uh, it's awkward, Lao Tzu is a divine beast, haven't I seen it? Look at the appearance of your turtle, it's impossible to see it. This very immature voice sounded out of thin air again, making Yang Qianming dizzy, but he didn't know where he was.

Listening to his almost childish voice, but after saying such adult-like words, Yang Qianming couldn't cry or laugh a little.

Looking around, Yang Qianming said in a deep voice: "I'm just here to get one thing, I hope the seniors can be accommodating!"

Of course, politeness must be in place, of course, if he doesn't give face, Yang Qianming doesn't mind drawing his sword against him.

"Whew!" A red beam of light suddenly struck from the front, Yang Qianming was suddenly shocked, and after the Silver Moon Sword swept away, it slashed at the edge of the sword as it was close to him.

Immediately, before Yang Qianming could react, a miniature version of the fire phoenix suddenly appeared from the square boulder.

The red beam just now came out of the mouth of the fire phoenix.

I saw that this fire phoenix was dark red all over, but the palm-sized size looked cartoonish, and the color of the wings on both sides of the back was very beautiful, even though it was a big man like Yang Qianming After seeing it, he couldn't help but feel a sense of affection.

Looking at this miniature version of the fire phoenix, Yang Qianming, who was wrapped in purple flames, was a little surprised and a little surprised.

"You roll the calf for me, don't you know whose territory this is? Alas, I'll go, it's still chirping crookedly in front of me, everything here is Lao Tzu, I see which one you dare to move!" The fire phoenix said, unconsciously raising her little chest, demonstrating to Yang Qianming.

Looking at the fire phoenix in front of him, which was not big but had a small temper, Yang Qianming nodded and sneered: "Dead bird, I'll give you face, you use it as an insoles, right?"

"Roll the calf, who do you call the dead bird?Believe it or not, I smoked you?" The fire phoenix was full of momentum, and fluttered its wings a few times as he spoke, as if Yang Qianming would really slap him after screaming again.

Although the strength of this fire phoenix is not low, reaching the appearance of the quasi-saint third order, Yang Qianming, who has a hot temper, will naturally not put up with him.

The Quasi-Saint Third Order is equivalent to the appearance of a human being's King Peak powerhouse, and Yang Qianming can completely fight against him, but he can't solve him within seven quarters of an hour.

In this case, Yang Qianming had to endure his impulsive anger, and said with a very ugly smile: "Don't be like me, I have a bad mouth, what, how can you let me get my wish?"

Looking at the rising purple flames on Yang Qianming's body, the fire phoenix secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised his little head and said very arrogantly: "Uh... What the hell, how could I be shy? It's impossible!"

Looking at the muttering fire phoenix, Yang Qianming had the desire and impulse to strangle him to death immediately.

"Boy, don't you want to take things, it's not impossible, Lao Tzu is a tolerant person. After a pause, the fire phoenix then smiled: "Hehe, it seems that you can go deep here, it has something to do with the flames covering your body, right?"

Yang Qianming nodded puzzledly, which was considered to be an acknowledgement.