Yuan Hao stood in the distance and glanced at it, raised his feet and walked to the left, he didn't want to set foot in this dangerous place.

Not long after walking, the environment around him suddenly changed, under his feet were roasted red mountain stones, puffs of green smoke rose from the yellow and red earth, and a crimson thorn grew on the barren land, which was located in every corner of the land.

Yuan Hao held a white folding fan in his hand, and his face became a little gloomy.

He found that as soon as he stepped into the yellow earth, the spiritual power consumed by the magic weapon increased several times, and the white hazy shield turned into water vapor and continued to drip down, and it was evaporated before it fell to the ground.

Along the way, only half of the mana in his body was consumed, and he had only walked here for half an hour, and the mana consumed had far exceeded this limit.

Obviously, the master here wants the monk to follow his predetermined path, and the monk who wants to deviate from the path will have to pay some additional price.

Yuan Hao took a deep breath and his expression became gloomy.

The situation in front of him made him a little disadvantaged, and returning would have to waste the same mana, waste precious time, and still have to face the fire forest.

If you continue to move forward, the future is uncertain, and it is possible to leave the area after a short detour, and you may face other traps.

"If only I had those ice whale beads!" Yuan Hao muttered to himself, gritted his teeth and continued on his way.

There were more and more crimson stones and thorns in front of him, and the steaming flame aura obscured the vision in front of him, pouring spiritual power into his eyes, he could only see three or four feet away, and the more he moved forward, the more blurred he became.

After Yuan Hao walked on the yellow earth for a while, he was blocked by the red thorn bushes growing between the two boulders.

Yuan Hao looked at the thorns with a gloomy face, and he didn't want to choose to continue to detour, but not long after, he encountered the same situation again.

After encountering three or four times in a row, Yuan Hao stopped, his face full of gloom.

He shook the white fan in his hand, and suddenly a white dragon about five zhang long rose into the sky, and pounced on the thorn bush with teeth and claws.

As a result, the white dragon continued to shrink in size during the flight, and when it touched the grass and trees, it was only five feet left, and after a soft "sting" sound, it turned into white steam.

Yuan Hao's face was gloomy!

He could only take out a certain strangely shaped turquoise hat from the storage bag with an ugly face, and threw the incantation to the top of his head to levitate, covering his whole body, there was still a trace of cool air oozing out.

Yuan Hao didn't hesitate, gritted his teeth, and walked directly towards the thorn bush.

When he approached the crimson thorns, the blue light of the hat was sheng, the red thorns were dissolved, and Yuan Hao passed smoothly.

As he walked through the thorn bushes, Yuan Hao glanced at the hat suspended above his head and strode forward.

.....

In a primeval jungle in the way of wood, a light gauze masked female cultivator and an ugly-looking big man are fighting, seeing that the ugly big man has the upper hand and is about to kill the female cultivator, suddenly the big trees next to them have opened their green eyes, and the branches instantly turned into tentacles and entwined in the past, and the two people who were still fighting just now formed an alliance after a few simple discussions, and each other quit using magic weapons to bombard these tentacles, red, white, and yellow three-color light shot everywhere, but the battle soon stopped. The two broken bodies were dragged to the ground by the trunks of the trees, and the earth kept tumbling, and there was not even a trace of the battle visible.

...

On a magma river in the Way of Fire, the Red Fire Monster was leisurely treading the river, and the scorching breath of the scorching magma could not hurt him in the slightest, and he didn't take out any magic weapons, and with his mana alone, he could resist the high temperature that was enough to roast the Yudan to dry up.

From time to time, there are some fire-type spirits in the magma river, but they are often decomposed and reintegrated into the river for no reason as soon as they emerge.

The old red monster was hurrying leisurely, and suddenly saw a vague figure on the shore in the distance, so he inadvertently glanced over there.

When he saw the figure on the shore clearly, his eyes shrank slightly, and he hurried in that direction as soon as his footsteps moved.

....

Fifteen hours after the start of the third day, a strange fish came ashore on the edge of an endless swamp and landed on the muddy ground.

After a while, there was a strange sound in the belly of the strange fish, and a monk with a pockmarked face walked over, looking into the distance vigilantly, and his pupils shrank slightly.

After killing the monster fish, he dragged the corpse ashore, and used a large pile of materials on his body to transform the body of the monster snake, retaining most of the flesh and transforming it into a flesh puppet. Fortunately, he has a special storage bag for these materials, otherwise it would be really sad. He was confident in his strength, but there were countless strange snakes hidden in this swamp, and I was afraid that the Yuanying Monk would not have the ability to kill them all the way.

The swamp was bigger than he had expected, and he had lost his way several times along the way, and had encountered swamp monsters stronger than the serpent, and although there was no fight, it still scared him into a cold sweat.

In the center of the swamp, there are several mud Jiao hundreds of feet long. It was also he who carefully released the probing puppet to find out the situation and carefully bypassed, if he was encountered, it would definitely be a life of death.

There was an undercurrent surging under the seemingly calm swamp, and some areas seemed to have no problems, but after passing through, he found that it was a whirlpool, and he was pulled down to the bottom of the swamp three times along the way, and it took a lot of hands and feet to resurface and continue to move forward.

He had thought that he would be able to clear the level through this muddy swamp, but looking at the scene in front of him, he realized that it was not so easy to get out of here.

In the extreme distance where his gaze touched, he saw silver stone walls, like connecting the sky, which he estimated to be hundreds of feet high.

It was strange that there was a stone wall here, and it would be more dangerous than a swamp, which made him very uneasy.

It is naturally impossible to make a detour, Han Yu's mana is sufficient but there is not so much time to waste, in case he rushes back to a dead end, the time will definitely not be enough.

If you can't clear the level within the specified time, then the entrance to the first level will be completely closed, and the monks trapped inside will definitely die.

It's futile to think too much now, so I can only go to see what mysteries the stone wall is in the first place, and maybe he will be lucky enough to clear the customs smoothly.

Han Yu comforted himself in his heart, completely put the idea of a detour behind him, and walked slowly towards the stone wall in the distance.

During these hours in the swamp, all the mana he had lost had been restored, and he was now in his prime, and he could deal with any danger on the way.

However, the road was calm, except for the pressure of the space itself, there was no danger, and it was very smooth to come to a place more than 100 zhang in front of the stone wall.

Han Yu rested for a while, came to the stone wall, looked up at the sky, and couldn't see the top of the stone wall at all.

There are several oval-shaped openings under the stone wall, but the inside is so black that you can't really see it.

Han Yu patted the storage bag, three palm-sized spiders and a group of ants appeared, Han Yu pointed at the stone wall, the spider climbed up the stone wall, and a group of ants probed towards the stone wall.

A few spiders crawled fast, and in the blink of an eye, they climbed more than ten zhang high, this stone wall looked tall, but there was no prohibition.

The ants also crawled into the hole, but as soon as they entered, they cut off contact with them, and they didn't see anything inside.

Half an hour later, Han Yu sighed, withdrew the divine thoughts attached to the spider, and slowly walked towards the entrance of the cave.