Chapter 3 Trapped
"Ahem"
Lu Mu hurriedly protected his mouth and nose, and originally left the giant tree with joy, but as soon as he appeared, he almost suffocated with a pungent smell.
Looking around, there were billowing magma emitting white smoke everywhere, and Lu Mu was on a stone that was about to be buried by magma, and this stone could only accommodate two people at most.
Within a radius of several miles, there are no other stones, Lu Mu's head is big for a while, how to leave, he can only jump a hundred zhang distance when he breaks the empty step, do you want to swim out of the magma?
"How could I be so unlucky, teleporting to such an unreliable place twice, and getting more and more unreliable each time. ”
No, there was a person in the giant tree, and there was not even a single creature here. If Lu Mu had to choose, he would rather be trapped in the giant tree, at least there would be more room for movement.
"Pass it on!"
Lu Mu looked around, wanting to find the Seven Corners Array Platform, and then teleport again, but he didn't believe that he couldn't transmit a normal cultivation star.
However, Lu Mu almost didn't cry, there was nothing within a radius of a few miles, let alone the seven-pointed array platform, only the stone under his feet.
Could it be that he was going to die on the teleportation array as soon as he came out of the original star? This is really a big joke in the world.
"Help!"
Lu Mu tore open his throat and screamed, now there is no other way but to hope for a miracle. But he didn't know at all that this star was a barren star, there were no creatures at all, where would someone come to save him, and the teleportation array here was only used to connect with other teleportation arrays.
A month has passed
"Help!"
Lu Mu was already on the verge of collapse, high temperature, hunger and thirst, and depression were like three mountains, weighing heavily on his body. In the past month, Lu Mu didn't know how many times he shouted for help, but the miracle did not come.
despair
This word rarely appeared on Lu Mu's body, and the only time was on the way back after the Tailing Conference, when the people in Chiyuan were attacked and killed, and Lu Mu felt hopeless that time.
In the original star, Lu Mu is the immortal king, the strongest in the eyes of hundreds of millions of human beings, but now he is about to be trapped on a stone, if he is sent back, will people be shocked to drop their jaws?
Lu Mu had already realized the problem, that is, the teleportation array was not used by him like that, otherwise how many people would die on the teleportation array every day.
However, he hadn't seen the use of the teleportation array on the original star, and he thought that it would be enough to inject spiritual power to urge it, but who knew that it would become like this.
Now that his sword spirit is unconscious, he will no longer point out his fingers, and the Blood Emperor is not by his side, the feeling of being isolated and helpless Lu Mu has experienced it for the first time.
"Dead bald, if I survive, I'm not done with you, aren't you cheating me?"
Lu Mu hated that, no wonder the bald head finally told himself the way to leave so easily, it turned out that he tricked me knowing that I didn't know how to use the teleportation array.
Lu Mu sat slumped on the stone, the strength of his whole body was already very little, and it was the first time that death was so close to him, and his chapped lips were like knives cut out: "Blood Emperor, I'm sorry, let's fight together in the next life." ”
Lu Mu already felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring, and as long as he fell asleep, he would definitely not wake up again. But no one appeared, and Lu Mu was destined to sleep here, and his red eyes closed unwillingly.
The magma is rolling and flowing, and Lu Mu's life energy is slowly flowing, will the ridiculous teleportation array bury the persistent life?
Giant trees
The bald head is full of golden light, and a "swastika" character rotates above the head, and the auspicious atmosphere makes it peaceful within a radius of several miles.
Slowly, a twelve-petal black lotus platform loomed in the place where he was sitting, and this black lotus platform seemed a little out of place with the auspicious aura around him.
"Black Star Envoy, meet the Lord of the Burning Lamp. ”
A black-faced man came nearby, and when he saw that the bald head was practicing, he didn't shy away from it, and shouted directly.
The bald head heard the voice of the black-faced man, the word "swastika" on his head and the black lotus platform he sat on slowly disappeared, only to see him open his eyes unhappily: "Why can't you let me practice quietly?"
But when he saw the person coming clearly, he suddenly smiled and piled up his face: "It turned out to be Big Brother Hei, why are you here?"
The black-faced man pouted, he had just reported his name, and he still said that kind of thing, but the bald eldest brother didn't care about it. Shook his head helplessly: "Burning the lamp, now that you are already the master of one star, how can you still be so straightforward?!"
It turned out that this bald monk turned out to be the star lord of the giant tree, and his name was Burning Lamp.
"Hehe, Big Brother Hei, what's the cost of this trip?" said with the lamp on a haha.
"I'm here to inform you that the Humanitarian Conference is coming. The black-faced man took a token from his bosom and threw it at the lamp.
Ran Deng took the token and looked at it, frowning: "It's been a hundred years so soon, but I'm the only one in this giant tree, who will I send to participate?"
"You can't blame others, who asked you to drive all the monks of the giant tree away, why bother in the first place!" The black-faced man hated the thought of what he had done.
The Humane Conference is held once every 100 years to encourage monks in the Renyuan cultivation world, and each of the thousands of cultivation stars in the Renyuan cultivation world must recommend a monk under the age of 50 to participate, and this recommended monk is called the son of the star. The son of the star who wins the first place in the humanitarian conference will receive a reward against the sky, that is, a star cultivation, and the son of the star who ranks first will become the star master. And the last son of the star will also be punished, and the punishment is also very ungodly, that is, the star lord who recommended him to participate in the conference will lose the one star he owns.
A hundred years ago, Randen used the capital of the immortals to beat thousands of stars and won the first place that time, so the Renyuan Cultivation Realm gave him the Giant Tree Award, who thought that after he won the position of the star lord of the giant tree, he actually drove out all the monks on the giant tree.
Because Randen is the star lord of the giant tree, he has absolute power, so the Renyuan Cultivation Realm doesn't have much to say.
"They're all wicked people, and they're killing too much, so of course they can't stay in the giant tree, so why don't I go and participate again?" said Burning the Lamp with a righteous and awe-inspiring voice, as if he was so merciful.
", what killing is too heavy, it's your own problem! Also, you're over 100 years old and can't participate. The black-faced man has a feeling of being ridiculed, and his big face, which was already black, looks even darker.
"Then can you give me a bye, next time I will definitely send someone to participate. Randen smiled and walked up to the black-faced man, and flattered him in order to please him.
The black-faced man trembled, goosebumps rose all over, and his figure flashed away from the lamp: "Bye? Yes, but you won't have a bye, because the bye is the last one, and you have to hand over the giant tree." ”
"Master Eden, I finally built the giant tree into a quiet, non-killing cultivation star, hand it over, where can I find such a good place to practice my heart path. Burning the lamp looked unwilling.
"I don't care about you, anyway, the information has already arrived, and I still have a lot of places to go, you can do it yourself. "The black-faced man is too lazy to play with Randeng, he knows the surname of this person very clearly, a famous difficult ghost in the last conference.
After the black-faced man finished speaking, he ignored the dissatisfied gaze of the burning lamp, and drove the flying sword through the air.
"Hey, wait a minute, we'll discuss it again," Randen kept shouting, but the more fierce he shouted, the faster the black-faced man's flying sword flew.
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