The torches in his hands crackled and burned, and the foul air filled the smell of burnt pine.

The firelight flickered on and off, and the potted basalt around them had almost no reflective effect, and Qi Lang and Gulf could only take care of the distance five or six steps ahead.

It was a very narrow tunnel, probably only big enough for three or four people to go side by side, and of course those three or four people couldn't be as strong as Quill, who couldn't even straighten his waist here.

Gulf had been clutching the silver cross hanging from his chest since he entered the dark tunnel, muttering something to himself. The movement he had made and the hot wind that was drilling around mingled with each other, making a strange buzzing echo, like an irrepellent devil following them in the shadows. Qi Lang's courage is not small, but if he keeps ringing like this in his ears, even if he is not frightened, I am afraid he will be driven crazy.

"What are you talking about?" Qi Lang asked in a calm tone as much as possible, "Or are you already under the devil's body and have no idea that you are making a frightening movement?"

The voice disappeared for a moment.

It was Gulf who was frightened by the word devil and temporarily shut his mouth. He pricked up his ears and listened for a long time - the wind was still ringing, whining...... It's like the cry of a demon. Gulf swallowed with a grunt, stretched out his sweaty right hand and grabbed Qi Lang's arm: "I don't think we should move forward so quietly, we have to talk about something." We're like couples who have just had a fight......"

Qi Lang sighed helplessly: "Do I have to buzz like you too?" It's not like a couple who just quarreled, but two flies who have drunk too much. ”

"You can't say that. Gurf grumbled, "I'm reciting the mantra of the saint who will bless us, chapter 11, verse 2." Haven't you heard?"

Qi Lang snorted disdainfully, he really had no interest in continuing the topic.

"Hey, what's your attitude? Everybody should be able to memorize this paragraph. Gulf muttered, "That terrifying deep cavern holds the treasure of your dreams." Desire cannot be freed, sacrifice can see the truth......"

"I beg you, Gulf. Qi Lang stopped, and shook his and Gulf's faces with a torch, "Now is not a very appropriate time to talk about sacrifice, okay?"

"So there's another word in this......" Gulf seemed to understand the common words of the religious scriptures for the first time until today, and stood there squinting his eyes and thought for a long time before he regained his strength, "Well, can I not pronounce it out loud?"

The world finally fell silent, except for the sound of footsteps, wind, and flames engulfing rocks, but those didn't make people anxious, so everything was bearable.

The word sacrifice made Qi Lang very unhappy. He knew that there were often deaths here, and that the dead were slaves who were cheaper than cattle and sheep, and that in this world, it was probably these lowly slaves who were the most suitable for sacrifice. When a volcano erupts, slaves are sacrificed, when rivers flood, slaves are sacrificed, and even the coming-of-age rites of young dragon monsters need to cost the lives of several slaves.

What did the slaves do wrong?!

They have just accidentally become civilians in a defeated country, and for this reason the road of life becomes harder. They had to endure scourges, toil, and labor for the noble empire until they died of old age, sickness, and then were thrown like sacrifices into the scorching lava and turned into a puff of green smoke, leaving no trace.

But then again, the slaves were really not sloppy in their work, and during the more than an hour of slow travel, Qilang and Gulf had no chance of finding any shiny stones in the tunnel. It looked like they had to go deeper to achieve their goal.

The tunnel zigzagged forward for another hour, and here began to fork in the road, and several narrower passages appeared in front of me. These forks in the road must have been dug recently, because Qi Lang was not familiar with these roads either. And it feels even hotter here, probably close to the center of the volcano.

Qi Lang took a closer look and chose the latest path, estimating that it had not been fully mined yet, and the chance of finding spirit stone ore was greater.

"Something!" Gulf suddenly shouted after only a few minutes of walking.

"What?" Qi Lang raised the torch back and looked around vigilantly for a long time, but found nothing, except for Gulf's already flushed face.

"I really saw it, it looked like something that could fly. Gulf shuddered and turned his head back and forth, his voice trembling, "Do you see if my hair is burnt?"

"No, you're scaring yourself. ”

"Oh my God, let's go out. It gives me the creeps. As Gulf said this, he was actually unable to move, as if his legs were about to start cramping again.

Qi Lang sighed again: "If you are really afraid, I suggest you go out and wait for me at the entrance of the cave." I've never liked to give up halfway. ”

"You bastard, don't try to leave me alone......," Gulf was a little anxious, "uh, I mean, it's safer for us to stay together." ”

Gulf tried to walk in front of Qi Lang for a few minutes, then turned to follow for a few minutes, but neither the front nor the back seemed to be in the most ideal position, because he was sure that the devil hiding in the darkness had set his sights on him. The amulet around his neck didn't seem to work, and if he had brought thirty Bernies with him, he would have been ruthless enough to buy Qi Lang's ugly necklace.

At this time, Qi Lang suddenly stood still. The lava had already appeared in front of it, just a few dozen meters deep underfoot, dark red, slowly surging. Fortunately, Qi Lang walked in front, otherwise with Gurf's eyes closed, he would have to rush down and take a hot bath. The temperature was not low, and it was estimated that there would be a lot of blisters on him.

There is no way out! Qi Lang and Gulf haven't found the ore yet, so do they want to go home empty-handed?

And at this moment, Qi Lang saw it. The fiery red magma illuminated the huge cavern in front of it, and right there, on top of a huge stone pillar erected high, there was a small faint light on a pitch-black rock.

That's right, that's the spirit stone ore! They are all hiding on that kind of stone, which is round and slippery, and can be pried off with a small knife!

But how do they get there? The reason why they're there is because it's a place that can't be reached by human power. The surroundings were empty, except for the undulating stone pillars that stood in the middle. Those stone pillars were lined up in a row, each of which was six or seven meters apart, and the bottom had been roasted red by magma, and it seemed to be shaking slightly. Of course, if you want to jump over it like a dragonfly, it will be quite difficult.

Qi Lang poked his foot out of the cliff in front of him, which was scalded to death, as if it only took a second to roast a person. Several stones were kicked down by Qi Lang and melted in one fell swoop. It's a dead end, and it's clear that this is not the way to go!

But Qi Lang was already preparing, he knew his level of jumping, as long as he had enough running distance, he could jump ten meters in one leap, but the next few jumps were even more critical, which required amazing accuracy and speed. For the sake of that spirit stone, in order to successfully advance to become a beginner warrior, he plans to fight this time!

Qi Lang began to run, increasing his speed little by little, and soon he was about to rush to the edge of the cliff. At this moment, the coward friend finally mustered up the courage to open his eyes, and after finding out that the situation was not good, his reaction was really fast, and he stopped Qi Lang as soon as he could: "Are you crazy? Don't be so reckless, you will die below, and there is not even a bone left!"

Qi Lang gasped heavily, the heat rushing up from under the cliff made his throat sting, and at the same time he was also startled: "If you sleep for another minute, I guarantee that you will already have those ores in your hands." ”

"Come on, you daredevil!" Gulf scolded, "I'll give you a try." ”

Gulf lowered his head and picked up a large rock, estimating that it would weigh three kilograms, which should be much lighter than Qi Lang's weight anyway. He took aim and threw the stone with all his might towards the top of the pillar. But his strength was not enough, and the stone only smashed into the middle of the stone pillar, making a clatter.

The tongue of fire angrily rolled the stone in, turning it into a red liquid.

"What did you try?" Qi Lang became impatient with Gulf's fuss, and he turned and walked back to the back of the passage, still trying to get out of the run.

However, Qi Lang had only taken two steps, and there was already a faint noise behind him. The pillar collapsed like a chocolate bar, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the hot lava.

"Look," Gulf said for the first time since the trip, "I just saved your life. And I also tried to find out, those few spirit stones can't be obtained, so let's go back and find it again on another road, maybe it will be easier. ”

The feeling of helplessness and disappointment came back to him, Qi Lang walked back to the edge of the cliff and let out a long sigh: "Believe me, I'm afraid it's futile to change places, they must have all the spirit stones, and there should be only this place left." ”

Those few spirit stones were still quietly guarding the rocks, shining with strange lights, like naughty children blinking their eyes. They were so close, but they couldn't get it in their hands, Qi Lang felt that God was really a master of teasing people!

"I have an idea," said Gulf, who laughed a little wickedly, as if suddenly inspired by God, "but I need you to admit that I am a genius!"