Chapter 156: Near Death and Survival

"No, there is more and more ash, and my breathing is a problem." Yang Zhuo felt that he was getting more and more uncomfortable, but his strong desire to survive still supported Yang Zhuo's will.

Reluctantly holding up a spiritual shield, Yang Zhuo continued to rush forward to seize the road.

Prior to this, Yang Zhuo had already seen too many monks who borrowed earth fire in Cangyan Mountain like himself, and died in magma because they were too slow to escape during the escape.

If it weren't for this stimulus, it would be difficult for Yang Zhuo to imagine whether he could continue to support it, not that his magic power could not support it, but that there was a huge fear in his heart, which transcended everything in the sense.

It was even bigger than when Yang Zhuo knew that he had crossed into this other world, because he didn't know that it would be such a situation before he crossed, and nothing big happened after crossing, and after he became familiar with all this, he could slowly accept many things that happened.

However, this time the situation is known, and it is a living example, even in front of his own eyes, around him, at any time there will be monks who may face this kind of catastrophe, and if they cannot maintain or exceed the speed in front of them, then sooner or later they will be swallowed by this magma.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhuo shuddered, he was actually unimpressed with the power of nature before, because his strength was already many times greater than that of a mortal, but at this moment, in the face of this real threat, he found that as a low-level immortal cultivator, in the face of a natural disaster of volcanic power, his own strength still seemed so insignificant, and he didn't even have the power to protect himself, was this a lesson to his own blind arrogance? Yang Zhuo secretly reflected on himself in his heart.

Those monks who have already lost their lives to magma, if they live, maybe some of them will advance to build a foundation, Jindan... Even become a higher-level monk, but once you die, you have nothing, and what about yourself, except to be able to hold on a little longer than them, what else can you do?

Hehe, it's really a great irony, what else do you think about rebuilding the glory of China, creating the pride of your hometown in this foreign continent, but look at yourself now, even survival is a problem, but thinking about those lofty ideals, isn't this irony?

When a person's survival is a problem, he is not worthy of talking about any ideals at all, because only by living, can the ideal be realized, and if he dies, then the ideal is just empty talk and extravagant hopes!

Therefore, no matter what, you must live, only by living, there is hope, maybe the future will be bumpy, but as long as you don't give up, there will always be a day when it will be realized.

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Yang Zhuo, who had figured out these questions, still ran forward without slackening......

Looking at the magma rushing down the top of Cangyan Mountain, and the blue-robed young man who was still rushing wildly, Wu Heng was shocked, yes, this young man brought too much shock and surprise to himself, and even moved.

said that the shock and surprise were because of the young man's various performances in the race against magma, and the young man's speed and outstanding performance had to make Wu Heng shocked and surprised.

And what moved was that in this young man, Wu Heng saw the spirit that he should have as a monk, but now it is missing, this spirit is called never giving up.

As a monk, it was originally to fight with heaven and earth, and fight against all the injustices in this world, at the beginning, it was with this spirit that the immortal cultivators were able to defeat the cultivators of gods and demons and demon cultivators in one fell swoop in the ancient war, but with the passage of time, the monk has disappeared from this kind of thing that fights with heaven and earth, and fights with all the injustices in the world.

Forgetting what he needs most to insist on, he can no longer see the spirit of never giving up in the monk, so this immortal cultivation world has become sinister, and it is full of calculations and operations, although the Immortal Dao Alliance has been trying to change this extremely unfavorable situation, but since the end of the ancient war, this situation has not only not been solved, but has become more difficult to return.

Although there are many problems here, it is by no means the reason why a single monk lacks this spirit of never giving up, but it is undeniable that if today's monks can still insist on fighting with heaven and earth and all the injustices in this world like the original immortal cultivators, then this immortal cultivation world will definitely reduce many disasters that should not have happened....

Yang Zhuo was still rushing forward lifelessly, although Yang Zhuo knew that this might just be to postpone his world being swallowed by magma, but Yang Zhuo still did it without hesitation, because Yang Zhuo knew how difficult it was to escape from the erupting volcanic magma just by relying on his cultivation of Qi Refining Great Perfection, but he couldn't give up no matter what.

At the very least, Yang Zhuo didn't allow himself to give up before the magma was about to catch up with him, like those monks who had been swallowed up by the magma before.

Yes, Yang Zhuo didn't know if the distance between himself and the magma, with his speed, could finally survive before the magma stopped gushing, but if he gave up, the next moment, he would be whistling by the magma behind him, and then he would be like those monks who had been swallowed by the magma, and finally die in the magma without even slag, becoming a pile of fuel.

Hearing the monk's screams in his ears again, Yang Zhuo knew that another monk had lost his life by magma, this was already the first time, Yang Zhuo had forgotten, but it was certain that there would be no less than two hundred.

Who will be next, Yang Zhuo doesn't want to care, Yang Zhuo only has one idea now, that is, to hurry up, hurry up, and survive before this magma stops gushing.

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Wu Heng didn't know what kind of psychological pressure the blue-robed young man was facing, he only knew that he felt a chill in his heart when he looked at the monks who ran wildly one by one but were ruthlessly devoured by magma.

He was so far away that he couldn't hear the screams of those monks just by looking with his eyes, but this blue-robed young man could not only really feel the heat wave of the magma behind him, but also see the process of those monks being swallowed by the magma with his divine sense, and he could also hear the screams of those monks before they died....

How much perseverance does it take to overcome the fear in our hearts and not be affected by the outside environment? In the end, Wu Heng almost looked at the blue-robed young man who was running for his life with a look that was almost adoring.

Yes, although the young man was running away, Wu Heng could say with certainty that he had never discovered like now: it turned out that a monk who ran away could also arouse the respect and even worship of others.

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Yang Zhuo felt that he was really not good, he was about to get close to the limit, from the top of Cangyan Mountain to the foot of Cangyan Mountain, from the foot of Cangyan Mountain to the foot of this mountain that he didn't know what to name, he really tried his best, and he kept running forward at his own extreme speed.

As long as you insist on running to the top of this mountain at this speed, then you will survive, because it is impossible for the magma of this Cangyan Mountain to flow to the top of this mountain.

But he really tried his best, the magma behind him was getting closer and closer to him, and his fall was only a matter of time, was he really doomed to failure?

A sense of powerlessness filled Yang Zhuo's heart deeply.....

"Quick, grab my climbing rope!" A voice appeared in Yang Zhuo's ears, Yang Zhuo looked forward, and saw a green rope appear in front of him, and the other end of the rope was on the top of this mountain.

Yang Zhuo grabbed the rope in front of him without hesitation and moved it upward....