Among the two men, there was a man who looked young, with dark skin, wearing coarse linen clothes, with a simple face and calm and deep eyes, quietly looking at the crater of the extinct volcano not far away.
The person next to him was wearing a black mask that covered his entire face. The only thing that could be identified from the green dress he was wearing and the long hair behind his head was that he was a woman.
They stepped on a soul flag and flew over the extinct volcano.
The young man lowered his head, staring at the extinct volcano. After a moment of silence, he murmured, "Shanshan, do you think that after I obtain the dragon's marrow, I can make you whole again?"
The woman next to him didn't say anything and remained quiet.
"Maybe not. Dragon marrow is extremely yang and has no effect on you." The young man sighed, then drove the soul flag and took the silent woman beside him into the extinct volcano below.
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After Xue Kong entered the extinct volcano, he suddenly felt a scorching air coming towards him. He secretly used his cultivation to resist the heat, but then he found that others had already done the same.
The interior space of this extinct volcano is very large.
So many monks rushed in, and after entering, they kept a long distance from each other, moving cautiously while being wary of others.
"The red-bearded dragon is not an ordinary creature. We don't need to be anxious and should be careful." Zhang explained to the five people behind him.
Mo Tong rolled his eyes and said, "Of course I know that, but I'm afraid some people will be impatient and rush to die."
Dianlong and Daofeng smiled slightly, knowing that the person he was referring to was not them.
Xue Kong was completely focused on looking around. Among the cultivators who entered the extinct volcano, his cultivation level could be considered the lowest. There was only a group of cultivators who were at the tenth level of Qi Condensation like him.
The other monks are all higher than him, and if he is not careful, he may fall into life and death crisis.
Naturally, he had no time to argue with Mo Tong.
As for Hao Miaojun, he suddenly changed his temperament and ignored Mo Tong's words. Like Xue Kong, he became extremely alert and walked slowly down with the crowd.
The inner wall of the extinct volcano slopes downward, and the monks keep walking down like ants. Bursts of tiny sand and gravel roll down from under their feet and sink into the bottomless passage at the bottom.
The further down they went, the hotter the temperature became. Before long, everyone was sweating profusely.
"Damn it, it's because of that hot air just now, and the temperature hasn't dissipated yet. I'm so hot." Mo Tong unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his white and tender belly.
Looking back at others, they were all in the same situation.
Xue Kong's loose robe was sticking to his body and sweat was pouring down, but he had amazing endurance. Not only did he not say a word, his expression remained calm as well.
The entire extinct volcano is like a sand clock. The further down you go, the smaller the area you can stand on.
Everyone continued to go down, and at first everything was peaceful, until they reached a place less than a hundred feet in area. Suddenly, some monks started fighting with each other, and the sky was filled with yellow sand.
"Let's go!" Zhang Xiang immediately called everyone over, and with a flick of his cultivation, he rolled up the bodies of the five people and wanted to bring them into the interior of the extinct volcano together.
Xue Kong did not resist, but when he was about to enter the extinct volcano, a monk who was bloodthirsty, without saying a word, used his magic weapon to attack him.
Xue Kong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he raised his hand directly: "New sprouts grow in the wasteland!"
He used a killing move as soon as he made a move.
As soon as [New Sprouts Grow in the Wasteland] came out, the air around suddenly became silent, making the air dry. The already difficult-to-breathe place suddenly felt even more dry.
"What, what is this!?" A monk not far away suddenly widened his eyes.
Look towards where new sprouts grow in the wasteland.
Just as he turned around, he saw a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Condensation being killed by [New Sprouts in Wasteland]. He instantly turned into a withered corpse, fell backwards on the wall of the extinct volcano, and rolled down with the sand and rocks.
"Who cast that spell? It's so powerful!"
When everyone was shocked, a clever figure suddenly came forward, snatched away the storage bag tied around the waist of the corpse, and then quickly sank into the extinct volcano.
At the same time, Xue Kong had a blank expression on his face. After he used [New Sprouts from Wasteland], he was dragged into the extinct volcano by Zhang Xiang. He didn't know whether he had killed the monk or not.
He acted very quickly, and as he was about to enter the extinct volcano, few people noticed him. Only Hao Miaojun glanced at him vaguely.
"Everyone, we're coming in."
Zhang Xiang withdrew his cultivation, turned around and looked at the five people, and said with a smile: "Please remember not to disperse, otherwise when the Red Bearded Flood Dragon arrives, we will not be a match for it alone, and we may be in danger."
"It's finally cooler. It's not as hot in here as outside." Mo Tong wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Hao Miaojun looked a bit embarrassed. Her clothes were sticking to her body, revealing her beautiful figure. However, she couldn't lift them up to cool down like Mo Tong, nor could she find a place to change clothes.
He felt uncomfortable and was very concerned about other people's eyes, so he immediately put on a stern face and showed anger.
In contrast, although Daofeng was in the same situation, she seemed calm and unconcerned. She put her arm around Dianlong and asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhang Xiang, where are we going now?"
What appeared before everyone was not just one passage, but dozens of passages like a honeycomb.
Seeing this scene, Xue Kong remained calm on the surface, but a thought was stirring within him: "With such a complex terrain, and a foundation-building dragon lurking here, can Zhang Xiang really be familiar with it all and avoid danger?"
He expressed doubts.
Before Zhang Xiang could make a decision, he heard sounds of fighting behind him.
Those impatient monks fought from outside to inside. A monk covered in blood was desperately fleeing in the direction of Xue Kong and the others.
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