Mysterious God-level Scan

next second.

The figure quickly flies into the distance

Not a moment.

Ye Zicang rides on the wind, his clothes fluttering, and he walks to a volcanic land.

A billowing billows of smoke billowed.

Bobo

The sound of lava bubbles from the mouth of the volcano could be clearly heard.

A pungent sulphurous breath shrouded the area of ​​hundreds of miles.

"I remember that there is a small fruit here that is delicious."

Suddenly!

Ye Ye Cang stood tall in the sky, looking at one of the volcanoes.

That volcano, full of violent fire.

Towering into the clouds, there is no thick smoke haze, and there is a mighty and majestic atmosphere.

From a distance, the mountain is like a flaming dragon roaring, and it is like a bloodthirsty lion choosing someone to devour.

If a person who is born with a fire body, or a cultivator who is inclined to the fire method, will practice here far more than any time.

It seems to be a paradise, a place where people can start a sect.

Even vaguely, it can be seen that some people who have entered the secret realm have not even searched for the treasures of heaven and earth. They are directly sitting and practicing here. Occasionally, a figure can be seen sitting and breathing on the lava limestone.

However, at the center of its volcano, even a pivotal state is difficult to resist.

Therefore, very few people will be near the crater.

"Hey, go pick some fruits and come back. I remember that those fruits are also good for beauty. Go and pick some for the senior sisters."

Ye Zi Cang grinned.

The figure turned into a horse and went towards the volcano.

"call out!"

The sound of breaking through the air resounded, and this violent aura was stoked.

Those practitioners sitting on the limestone all closed their eyes.

"It's him!"

Looking at Ye Ye Cang's figure and face, those practitioners were all horrified.

"Is he going to the volcanic cave?"

A cultivator stared at Ye Zi Cang in awe, and his body swept toward the volcanic cave.

at this time!

A figure appeared in the mind of this practitioner.

Bronze skin, like the figure of an ancient god of war.

"Could it be that Ye Zicang is the same as him?"

Seemingly thinking of something, the cultivator shook his head and sighed.

"Now the world is full of monsters and geniuses, and it's really too much pressure to be in the same generation as them."

Say it.

The cultivator stopped paying attention to Ye Cang, closed his eyes and continued to breathe and breathe.

The closer to the crater of the volcano, the temperature increased several times, enough to smelt the steel.

Among them, the breath is even more violent, and people in Sanji Realm will be disturbed by the violent breath and even vomit blood.

The thin flowing lava is flowing.

The bubbles burst open, and a rich fire spirit rose out of them.

The molten lava tumbled, like a long flame of dragon sticking out its long tongue.

And at the edge of its lava, a burly young man sat in it, shirtless.

The rough face was full of fortitude.

Let the lava flow in it.

Bronze skin, against the background of the molten red light, is like calcined steel.

Qi is well-proportioned, breathing out the spiritual energy of this area.

He is practicing!

If people from the outside world find out, the scalp will definitely be numb, this kind of molten slurry is not an ordinary thing.

That is just one point that can drip through a mountain of iron.