The air was filled with black smoke, rolling up into the sky like wolf smoke.
The magma was bubbling, and as far as the eye could see, apart from desolation, there was only loneliness.
Ling Yue and Guanyue exchanged glances, both seeing the worry in their eyes.
Ling Yue moved his steps and threw a big stone into the magma. In an instant, the stone melted completely, leaving only a wisp of green smoke floating up. He sighed and said: "Let's go, it's been such a long time." "Brother Yu, I'm afraid... I'm afraid something unexpected has happened."
Guanyue's eyes turned red, she pursed her lips and said nothing.
Although she had not known Ouyang Ming for a long time, she had already been conquered by Ouyang Ming's talent and charisma.
Not long after, the two of them walked down the mountain one after the other.
In the face of natural disasters, even monks seem so insignificant. If they don't become venerable, they will still be ants after all.
In the magma, Ouyang Ming swam quickly like a nimble carp, his whole body was wrapped in heat, and he felt extremely comfortable. When he was about to reach the surface of the magma, he had a slight thought and used his spiritual power. After making sure that there was no one at the crater, he pushed hard with his feet and jumped up from the volcano.
After practicing the Thought Technique, his use and mastery of mental power has been qualitatively improved. He can condense his mental power into substance and turn it into a tyrannical attack force. If someone saw this scene, they would probably think they were seeing a ghost. This is magma, even fine iron will melt into slag for you, not to mention you are still flesh and blood. Along the path, several figures flickered, shooting out like streams of light. Ouyang Ming was in a good mood.
This time, under the magma, a lot of yellow volcanic stones and even white volcanic stones were obtained. Moreover, this material can also expand the space in the space bag. Ouyang Ming believes that as long as he refines this space bag When it comes out, it will definitely take the entire spiritual world by storm.
With this trump card and the support of Tianwai Pavilion, the business firm managed by Bai Shixue will surely be able to expand at an incredible speed.
Not long after, we reached the foot of the mountain.
From a distance, Ouyang Ming heard Jian Chengzhe's sarcastic voice. Jian Chengzhe is also in a good mood now. He never thought that his junior brother's "accomplice" would be swallowed by the magma. This is simply a gift from God to him. With a pleasant smile on his face, he always felt that the sky was bright and clear, and he mocked: "Junior brother, Yu Tianrui has been swallowed by the magma. It seems that the quota to enter the Great Ruins belongs to Brother Gu. Not only that, Even you are no longer qualified to compete with me for Qiyao Pill."
After saying that, he laughed. While laughing, he secretly observed Gu Gengren's expression. Seeing that there was no disgust on his face, he dared to laugh with confidence.
Gu Gengren's eyes showed a thoughtful look. He did not believe that someone who could bring him a sense of danger would be swallowed by the magma.
Sure enough, before this thought came to an end, a sneer echoed in the crowd: "Huh! Noisy!" Then, Ouyang Ming stepped over with a quick stride, covering a distance of dozens of feet, and landed next to Ling Yue.
"You... you... are not dead?" Jian Chengzhe's pupils shrank, and he was very nervous. He couldn't even say a complete sentence, and he felt extremely regretful. Why did he speak so harshly before.
The decadent expressions on the faces of Ling Yue and Guanyue changed. They both showed expressions of surprise and said at the same time: "Brother Yu, are you... okay?"
Ouyang Ming turned slightly in a circle, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Isn't it nice here?"
As soon as his voice fell, he turned his gaze to Jian Chengzhe, his breath cold.
Although this person was just a clown jumping up and down in his eyes, Ouyang Ming also felt a little angry after he repeatedly opposed him. As soon as he thought, his tyrannical mental power directly crushed Jian Chengzhe.
At this moment, Jian Chengzhe felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast from ancient times. Those scarlet eyes and teeth as sharp as swords made him tremble all over, and his body shuddered, even the blood flowing in his veins. Stopped. The strength was slowly stripped away, as if drained away, and he could not help but "kick, kick, kick" and take three or four steps backward.
Gu Gengren waved his long sleeves gently, and then the terrifying momentum was dispersed.
Jian Chengzhe's body softened and he collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily, as if he had been fished out of a pool. His clothes were soaked with sweat and his face was extremely pale.
Ouyang Ming snorted coldly and said nothing.
Ling Yue's eyes flashed, and he thought to himself, Jian Chengzhe was suppressed with just one look, and his fighting power was completely lost. Is the spellcaster really that powerful? Guanyue opened and closed her lips slightly twice, widened her eyes, and took two big breaths in succession.
Even Gu Gengren's expression was a bit solemn. He quietly took a look at his sleeves and saw a clear cut under the cuffs. He rubbed the white cloth with his fingers, wondering what he was thinking.
Zuo Fengyu and Deng Pan felt as if they had swallowed gall, feeling extremely bitter in their hearts. The fighting prowess Ouyang Ming was showing now made them both feel ashamed. They looked at each other with a feeling of sympathy for each other.
After a moment of silence, Zuo Fengyu stroked his beard and whispered: "Let's go, it's almost time, it's time to go back to see Brother Wen." His voice was extremely decadent, because he knew in his heart that this time, entering the big house The name of the ruins definitely belongs to Gu Gengren.
They saw with their own eyes that Gu Gengren had obtained a massive amount of volcanic rocks in the past fifteen days. Even if he and Deng Pan combined, the amount was less than one-third of his. This method directly shattered the pride in their hearts. Beaten to pieces.
Before he finished speaking, it turned into a black whirlwind and swept towards the area where the Seven Star Sect was located. However, no matter how you looked at it, there was a sense of desolation and hesitation.
Gu Gengren glanced at Ouyang Ming, nodded slightly, dressed in white, his back slowly dissipated in the thick smoke.
After a few people left, Ling Yue patted the space bag, took out one hundred and ten volcanic stones, sighed, and said: "Brother Yu, this is the fifteenth day, and I only ingested these one hundred and ten volcanic stones. Although it’s not much, it’s still a little bit of my heart.”
Guanyue opened her space bag, took out more than thirty volcanic stones, and handed them to Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming's body trembled, a stream of warmth grew from scratch, and he felt warm in his heart.
He raised his hand to collect the volcanic stones, and kept this favor in his heart. Although there were not many volcanic stones, the feelings in them were very strong.
As for where Ouyang Ming went, what he did during this period, and how he escaped the magma eruption, the three of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention it.
"Let's go!" Ouyang Ming spit out the dirty air in his heart and lungs.
"Yeah!" The two of them nodded at the same time with great understanding.
Before the voice fell, three air-piercing sounds resounded. Half a day later, Ouyang Ming saw the seven main peaks of the Seven Star Sect again. Even though he had seen them once, Ouyang Ming was still shocked by the majestic meaning in them.
Of course, what Ouyang Ming likes most is the mist in the sky that is tens of feet wide and about a thousand feet long. From a distance, it looks like a long river of fog hanging upside down for nine days. It changes every moment. Under the sunlight, this The long river of mist rushing down from the sky emits colorful lights. It is really auspicious colors flying together, the light is thousands of feet, and the cranes are singing softly. And among the mountains, Ouyang Ming was envious of the majestic spiritual springs.
Ouyang Ming looked away, rolled his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Brother Ling, I wonder if there is a place that sells magic staffs in the Seven Star Sect?"
Although the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter in his hand can be used as a staff, it is his means to suppress the situation at the bottom of the box and should not be taken out easily. Moreover, this is a magic weapon. If someone recognizes it, I don't know how much trouble it will cause. In addition, he now needs to cast spells quickly, and the release speed is slow and cumbersome, which is why he asked this question.
"Well, of course there is." Ling Yue pondered for a while before replying.
This question has been hidden deep in his heart for a long time. It is really strange for a spell caster to not even have a staff.
Ouyang Ming's face lit up with joy and he said quickly: "After the names are decided to enter the Great Ruins, please ask Brother Ling to accompany me."
There was a look of embarrassment in Ling Yue's eyes, and he hesitated to speak.
Ouyang Ming's observation reached a certain level, he raised his hand and said, "Brother Ling, what's the secret?"
"Brother Yu, to be honest, the number of spellcasters is too rare, and the forging of the staff is much more difficult than the equipment. The price of this staff is a bit... a bit expensive." Ling Yue said with a bitter smile.
Ouyang Ming understood. He was afraid that he would be embarrassed when he went to the shop to buy something. He smiled bitterly in his heart and thought to himself, back then I single-handedly suppressed all the aristocratic families in Huixun City and auctioned off the Skyfire Stone. Even if it was expensive, , and how expensive can it be
He raised the corner of his mouth in a nice curve and said sincerely: "Brother Ling, don't worry, I still have some savings, the price is not a problem."
Ling Yue's eyes were focused and he didn't speak. He became more and more certain in his heart. This person must be a large disciple from outside. His speech, behavior, work attitude, and heart are all things that cannot be cultivated by a small aristocratic family. Faith has also reached its extreme.
The golden sunshine was warm and soft, and the breeze was gentle. The three of them walked side by side and soon arrived at the foot of Juejian Peak. In front of them were ten arches about a hundred feet high. The majestic appearance of the first sect in Zhangzhou was clearly revealed.
The two junior disciples who guarded the Absolute Sword Peak Spirit obviously still remembered Ouyang Ming, and nodded slightly.
Ouyang Ming was slightly startled, then smiled and nodded.
When we arrived at the small courtyard along the winding and rugged mountain road, it was already evening and the sunshine was gentle.
Ling Yue let go of Guanyue's hand and chuckled, "Brother Yu, it's getting late today. I'll go with you to see the master tomorrow."
Ouyang Ming nodded without asking any further questions. He believed that Ling Yue must have his own ideas for doing this.
Under the setting sun, a man and a woman slowly walked out of the courtyard, and Ouyang Ming looked into the distance.
The golden sunshine, white mist, and looming mountain peaks are like the most perfect ink painting.
As soon as the thought came to mind, he took out a blue volcanic stone and rubbed it on his fingertips, no longer thinking about anything.