Because his body was suspended in the air, He Ping's kick did not exert much strength. The stone flipped and flew out, snapped, and slammed into the cave wall.

He Ping's body did not rush out directly, but spun around, and his back hit the wall of the cave. He Ping wanted to use his hand to buckle the stone protruding from the cave wall, but unfortunately his body had already bounced away and he couldn't reach it.

He Ping didn't dare to delay, drew his sword, and the tip of the sword stabbed into the cave wall. A piercing sound of friction sounded in his ears, and the sword fell quickly down with He Ping with a spark.

I don't know how deep this giant hole is, He Ping feels that it has fallen for a long time, but he still hasn't seen the bottom of the hole.

The sword is engraved with a circle, and under such repeated friction, once the circle is destroyed, the sword is useless. He Ping didn't dare to let the sword rub all the time, so he had to withdraw the sword.

It's not a way to keep falling like this, the speed will only get faster and faster, and I'm afraid that I will be broken to pieces when the time comes.

He Ping silently recited the mantra, and the sword suddenly more than doubled in length. He held his sword in both hands and stabbed it diagonally downward.

With a pop, the sword was driven into the cave wall a third of the way. He Ping's body rippled up and down on the sword, but he finally stopped falling.

He Ping looked up and saw that the entrance of the cave had turned into a small white opening, and there was still no bottom under his feet.

No matter how deep this cave was, He Ping planned to go in and have a look, and even if he wanted to go out now, it was already too late.

Now He Ping is more worried about how to get out of the cave in the future after he reaches the bottom of the cave? This cave is too deep, and his current position should have gone deep into the ground. Forget it, take it one step at a time, count it one step at a time.

He Ping shrunk the long sword and let his body continue to fall. When the whistling wind in his ears became stronger, he plunged his sword into the cave wall again.

In this way, the speed is controlled by the sword, and it keeps falling. He Ping's face became more and more ugly, and his mood became more and more bad, is there a bottom in this cave? It's been a long time, and there is still no hope. Originally, I thought that the shining place was the bottom of the cave, but when I fell, I realized that it was a piece of hot cave wall.

I don't know what is behind the cave wall, the wall is burned red, as if it is about to flow. He Ping didn't know the temperature of those stones, so he didn't dare to stab them with his sword, so he tried to avoid staying in such a place.

After a few more stops, He Ping finally saw the bottom of the cave, which was a smooth stone, slightly slanted.

He Ping put away the sword, like a cannonball, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Stepping on the ground, He Ping realized that this was not the real bottom of the cave, there was a huge opening on the side of the cave, through the opening, you could see a section of cliff outside.

The cliff is not too high, seventy or eighty meters away, and under the cliff is red magma, gently tumbling, and bubbles are constantly coming out.

On the opposite side of the cliff is a narrow rocky field that leads into the distance with no end in sight.

This is the huge cave, as if it were another world. The cave He Ping entered was like a small ant's nest in the courtyard compared to here.

This place fits the characteristics of an extremely hot place, and it seems that most of the pine flame fruit is here.

At a height of seventy or eighty meters, there was nothing challenging for He Ping. He Ping jumped and jumped to the stone ground not far away.

Click, He Ping had just landed, and the stone ground under his feet was shattered, and viscous magma splashed.

He Ping was startled, dodged a small cloud of magma, jumped up again, and jumped onto the stone ground next to him.

He Ping stepped on the broken stone and slowly sank, and was finally swallowed by magma.

The stones here are really not strong, and He Ping has already suffered two losses in a row.

He Ping, who had palpitations, walked to a black stone, intending to sit on it and rest for a while. I jumped all the way just now, not only was I very tired, but I was also extremely nervous, and my physical exertion was faster.

Walking to the boulder, He Ping was about to turn around and sit down, when he suddenly noticed a strong wind coming.

He Ping didn't think about it, and flashed to the side.

A cloud of red magma flew past He Ping, snapped, stuck to the stone wall, and slowly flowed downward, and the color became a little dark.

He Ping turned his head and saw a round head sinking into the magma, slightly flattened and pointed, only slightly larger than a fist.

That thing also eats red, which is almost the same color as magma, and even if it stops on the surface of the magma, it is very difficult to find.

Now that this thing has dived into the lava, it's even harder to spot. Anyway, it's not easy for this thing to be able to live in magma!

He Ping didn't dare to stop here to rest any longer, and walked along the stone ground into the distance.

The red-hot magma emitted a red light, reflecting the entire cave in red, and the heat wave rolled in the air, the temperature here was at least more than ninety degrees, if it weren't for He Ping's body refining exercises, he would have been unable to hold on for a long time.

After walking for about four or five minutes, a slight grunt sounded in He Ping's ears. Although bubbles are constantly coming out of the magma, the sound does not resemble the sound of bubbles. He Ping turned his head and saw a lizard-like animal poking its head out and opening its mouth at He Ping.

This thing is not very tall, but its mouth appears to be large, and when it is opened, it almost splits its head in half.

A cloud of magma erupted from the thing's mouth and flew straight towards He Ping.

He Ping dodged the magma and silently recited the magic trick, and a turquoise spear suddenly appeared, and with a whoosh, the spear was nailed to the little beast.

The speed of the little beast was obviously not fast enough, and when the spear reached the top of its head, the little beast had just reacted, and he wanted to escape, but unfortunately it was too late.

With a pop, the spear stabbed the beast in the neck, and rushed into the magma with the beast.

With a whirl, the turquoise spear was ignited by the magma and burst into flames.

He Ping had a hunch that this shot would not be able to stab the little beast to death. Sure enough, half of the spear was still burning in the magma, and the little beast had surfaced.

Stones with fire suddenly appeared above He Ping's head, roaring and smashing towards He Ping.

He Ping continued to run forward, to be honest, he was not afraid of these fiery stones, he was afraid that the stones of Zhexi would block his retreat, and under the interference of the flames, if he was hit by magma, he was afraid that he would be in trouble.

He Ping was not afraid of ordinary fire-based spells, but the magma temperature was too high for him to bear.

He Ping ran too fast, and the speed of the little beast in the magma was obviously a little unable to keep up. The little beast seemed to refuse to let go of He Ping, and suddenly ran onto the stone ground, quickly chasing He Ping.

When it reached the stone ground, the speed of the little beast was more than doubled, and the distance between it and He Ping became shorter and shorter.

The little beast summoned a flaming boulder again and smashed it at He Ping, trying to block He Ping's progress.

Suddenly, a white sword appeared above the little beast. With a snort, the sword stabbed down.

There was a clash of gold and iron, and the sword pierced the beast's belly, nailing it to the ground.

The sudden change made the little beast stunned, and immediately realized the danger again, and twisted its body frantically.

He Ping was unwilling to let go of this opportunity, his body turned back like lightning, rushed in front of the little beast in a few steps, and punched down.

There was a loud bang, and the punch seemed to hit the boulder, and the surrounding area was shaken.

At first, He Ping was worried that he would break the ground, but seeing that the ground was so shaken, he was safe and sound, and gradually put his mind at ease and smashed down one punch after another.

The little beast finally stopped struggling, its body was smashed, and it lay motionless on the ground. This thing has a very strong defense, and such a small beast has wasted so much of He Ping's strength.

He Ping pulled out his sword and slashed at the little beast's head, who knew that he had slashed several swords one after another, but he didn't cut it. He Ping was secretly glad that he used the tip of the sword to stab the little beast's stomach at the beginning, and nailed the little beast to the ground, if it was to cut with the blade, it is estimated that this guy would have escaped a long time ago, and he didn't even have a wound left.

On He Ping's way on, He Ping met a few more small beasts, and he wanted to do the same, but unfortunately he didn't succeed once.

One of the swords that had escaped He Ping seemed to sense the danger and immediately burrowed into the magma. He Ping didn't dare to let the sword touch the magma anyway, the temperature of that thing was too high, and if it didn't make trouble, it would destroy his magic weapon.

In the face of the enemy again, He Ping used the wooden prison spell to trap a small beast. Before He Ping could take any further measures, the poor wooden prison had already been set on fire and reduced to ashes.

These little beasts did not dare to go ashore, but they kept chasing He Ping, constantly harassing He Ping with magma and spells. He Ping didn't get tired of it, but he had no choice but to run.

Later, the little beasts behind He Ping gathered as many as ten and chased He Ping all the way.

Fortunately, there was still an end to this magma land, and the road ahead suddenly widened, slowly filling the entire cave.

The few small beasts chasing after reached the edge of the lava field, hesitated, and none of them climbed ashore, and finally dispersed.

The cave in front of it has become more spacious, like a large hall. There is a small hill in the center of the hall. From the top of the hill, lava kept bubbling up, like a small fountain. Red magma slowly flowed down the cracks in the rocks.

Right above this small peak, seven small trees stand in two rows, three above and four below.

Some of the lava flows right next to the trunks, and the small trees seem unaffected.

The small tree is light red in color, crystal clear, as if carved from red crystal. The small tree is straight and straight, and the dense needles stretch out, except for this red color, and the pine tree has a bit of imagination.

On five of the trees, each had a spirit fruit, the size of a fist, and the whole body was purple-red, so bright that it was transparent. Looking over from He Ping's position, he could see through the flesh of the fruit and see a core the size of a copper coin inside.

This must be the pine flame fruit is useless! He Ping held back his excitement and carefully observed these fruit trees. The branches of these fruit trees are a little weird, and some of them are a little crooked.

He Ping narrowed his eyes and stared carefully at the crooked branches. There was something, between the two branches, there seemed to be something connected together.

He Ping was not sure, he circled around the hill for half a circle, and now he basically confirmed that there was really something between those branches, it should be something like silk thread.

He Ping carefully recalled the contents of those classics, and there was no mention of the content of these silk threads. In fact, it only said that a red flame can produce one spirit fruit every thousand years, and it didn't mention that these red flame pines would appear in pieces.

Could it be that he was unlucky, and suddenly there was a transshipment? Over the years, He Ping has also encountered such a situation several times. Usually I have always been unlucky, but suddenly one day, there will be good luck, which is also a kind of balance!