The lava flowed, turning into drips, dripping and splashing through a black obsidian pillar. The hot lava streaked through the air, and a spark flowed between the voids, falling down. With the sound of "magnetic roar", for a while, the fire splashed everywhere, and countless small sparks of light fell to the ground, bringing a piece of light.

It was a stone chamber, a grey stone chamber. Among them, only less than half of the ant body remained, only a head remained, and the ant ink with a layer of flesh and skin collapsed on the ground. According to his own "teacher of inheritance". He was beaten like this to make it easier to use the lava from the ground to reshape his body......

The cultivation of the sea has almost a hundred-legged insect, and the flesh is not stiff when it is dead. Even if it was ant mo, he only injured a head and body, but at this moment, he still thinks clearly. Moreover, if you want to repair your physical body, it is just a thought.

"Is your method really useful? Ant Mo looked at the rolling lava in front of him, and said in a few drops of cold sweat that fell from his forehead. Its magma is hot and hot. Not to mention that now he only has one head left, even if he was in his prime, if he was planted headlong. Without using any supernatural powers...... He may not be able to survive the mere five breaths.

After that, the hot molten lava in front of him made a magma bubble again, and a drop of hot magma water splashed out, dripping onto the ant ink's face, carrying white smoke and bursts of firelight......

"Don't worry, I'll already do it. I have a piece of Myriad Ice from the Ningdong Plain here. Its five elements belong to the Beikan Yin water, so the water life belongs to the extreme yin, so in order to be in the boiling lava, you will not die. The woman chuckled. When his words fell, a square ice about the size of a palm appeared from his hand. The ice is pure white throughout, as if there was a drop of ice water from thousands of years in it. Frozen in ...... The aura of heaven and earth thousands of years ago.

Although, the aura in the Xuan Ice was just an ordinary heaven and earth aura. And the dry ice is just an ordinary dry ice. However, the ice water and the aura of heaven and earth in it have gone through the precipitation of thousands of years, and after the accumulation of thousands of years, there is this thing today.

Ice floats in the air. Just by showing it, bursts of white mist floated out, and although the ant ink was almost a foot away from the blue cedar woman's foot, the moment he saw his Xuan Bing, he also clearly felt a sense of coolness.

Ant Mo looked at the cold ice in her hand, groaned for a while, and said silently after half a sound:

"You use so many things on me, I want to ...... I guess it's not just for me to get your legacy. ”

Ant Mo has seen Xuan Bing, and he has seen his blue fir woman. She fluttered in a blue robe, her demeanor was graceful, and she seemed to be refreshed. It didn't look like a dying man at all.

When the woman heard this, Yu Yanrancui laughed when she heard this, and responded:

"Indeed, I have inherited from you, and I am not just worried about my return to dust and dust. It's ......"

"You're going to let me kill someone for you

。 Ant Mo looked at the boiling lava in front of him, and watched the hot magma boiling. It's also straight to the point, said calmly. The woman in front of her was hurt by someone who hurt the original god, so she chose to inherit herself. And its purpose ...... Needless to say, I don't need to say more.

When the blue fir heard this, he was also in shape, and he was frivolous at the moment. changed his face to a serious face, and said seriously:

"I should ask you to help me kill the intent person, whose name ...... 'Zheng Heling'. And his other name...... It's called, 'Zheng Shuangyu'. ”

Hearing this, Ant Mo nodded silently, thinking blankly. For some reason, he seemed to have heard of the name 'Zheng Shuangyu'. He had been ignorant as a child, as if he had ever heard of it. It was an ignorant memory. In his childhood, he had heard a name, but it was ...... He was unfamiliar with that name. I don't remember it. I didn't even know it...... That person is the real murderer who killed Honglie and Piaoran!!

"His cultivation is very strong, and he is a monk who cultivates at the Death Gate of the Nirvana realm. ”

The blue cedar woman changed from her previous frivolity and casualness to seriousness, and said solemnly.

Ant Mo heard this and responded lightly. He didn't care what kind of cultivation level the other party was. He just kept reminiscing and thinking about this vague name at this moment, in the sea of knowledge...... It was as if he had heard it several times. However, its specific ...... But he couldn't think of it anymore, and he couldn't think of it anymore.

And he can't be blamed for that. Back then, when he was growing up and living in Wangxian Sect, he was only a few months old. And Rao is ant Mo his essence is very strange, but at that time, he was only equivalent to the infant stage of a human race. And in fact...... In his heart, except for those two figures, everything else seemed to be illusory and vague.

"If your cultivation is shattered, then you will be able to make an oath in your fate. She frowned and snorted coldly. The Shattered Sky Monk already has a primordial god, and he can naturally issue a vow in the primordial god. If the primordial spirit thinks that he can't do it, even if he has done it, but if he thinks in his heart, if he can't do it...... Then its monks, like her, will cause the oath to revolt, causing the original god to collapse and die.

"If you don't believe, then you can plant curses and curses on me, in my sea of consciousness. Ant Mo closed his eyes and said calmly. Although it is not too long, it is not long, it is not short, it is not short, he has seen a lot of things. And it is also naturally known...... There's something called a curse. Although he had studied this kind of thing, it didn't take long for him to give up. This kind of thing, he still feels too complicated.

Curses are not only complicated and difficult to learn, but also too unused, since they can kill people with spells, so why not just punch them and kill them?

"Alas...... Forget it, even if you talk about this now, it's useless. Your cultivation is really too weak. ”

She sighed. Indeed, with the cultivation of ant ink, if you think about things such as helping her take revenge now, it seems too early, and it is just a vain argument on paper.

The woman that the dragon turned into, she

Yu sighed, and then he cast a spiritual aura to rush into the air. The aura entrusted Xuan Bing and handed it over to the void. The aura carried Xuan Bing and passed it through the mouth of the ant ink. And Ant Mo was also surprised in his heart, this person with a rather weird and perverse temper didn't know why, but he was suddenly "gentle" towards himself. And this idea only existed for a short time......

And when he swallowed the ice for a moment, the woman changed her previous "gentleness". As if kicking and bowing, he kicked his only head away and threw it into the boiling lava.

"Sure enough......" Ant Mo, who was immersed in the sea of lava and fire, endured the pain of melting his body continuously, and with a bitter smile of difficulty, he unleashed the ape martial arts, and according to his own "inheritance master", he began the "road of forging the body......"

"Hmph, what a stupid boy. The bluewood woman snorted coldly, turned her head and went to meditate beside the futon. And the moment he turned around, there was a crazy killing intent in his eyes, but this killing intent was not aimed at Ant Mo. It is aimed at the enemy of life and death who killed and injured him, Zheng Heling, and Zheng Shuangyu.

"Zheng Heling, even if I can't kill you in this life. But if it's him...... If it's my 'apprentice', sooner or later I'll be able to kill you. ”

A flash of madness flashed through her eyes. It was a kind of unwillingness, with anger, and crazy murderous intent. And in order to achieve this murderous intention. She gave everything she had, and she did ...... But it's also worth it.

Thinking of this, she was also angry, coughing up a mouthful of blood from between her rosy red lips. Its blood is not the color of red. But...... In a clear pale blue. It was her brainchild. For him, a mouthful of blood of the five elements of numerology. And if the blood of life has already been coughed up, then it is obvious...... The injury of her Yuan Shen also represents a deeper point and a deeper part of the injury.

The blue fir girl looked crazy and snorted fiercely. It was only after he looked sideways at the boiling lava beside him that he stopped his murderous intent. It's just that his body is shriveled, and his delicate body is weak and falls to the ground. His previous anger was not directed at anything here, much less at Ant Mo. And just ...... It's just against Zheng Heling, against Zheng Shuangyu's hatred, and at his murderous intent.

She hates Zheng Heling, she is very Zheng Shuangyu...... She is even more unwilling, her life will be as short as a mayfly.

"Stinky boy, your aunt's name is Ling Jinxuan. You give it to me, you give it to your aunt and grandmother, I remember it well......"

Ling Jinxuan looked at the rolling lava with a pair of beauty and weakness, and snorted coldly. So said. After all, when her words fell, she also fell into a deep sleep. She was very tired, and the injury of the primordial spirit had already hurt the roots. And Ling Jinxuan's time is even shorter......

It was a lonely shadow, she was unwilling, tired. covered his face with the sleeves of a green shirt rolled up, turning into the most realistic portrayal of this lava......