Life script: My monitor lizard is the emperor!

Fang Zhen looked at Zhou Xiao.

It turned out that he was just as in memory.

Several trees were chopped down, tied together, and thrown into the lava.

But it didn't sink, he stood up immediately.

After everyone saw it, they learned like crazy.

Fang Zhen shook his head.

He knows that this method is speculation, and sooner or later it will sink.

If you don't come back when the trees sink, you can only stay in the magma.

This time, I don't know how many people will die.

Not everyone is like these noble people of [Fate].

How good luck can come out.

He stepped into the huge cave.

The inside seems to be boundless, with dark red magma splashing everywhere.

Sometimes a dark rock is exposed, as if it can be stood on.

Fang Zhen found several spiritual grasses, and used Origin Qi to condense them to pick them.

After a glance, they are all top-grade mortals.

There is even a plant that is almost god-level low-grade.

This place has existed for too long, and no one has picked these spiritual herbs.

Instead of withering and rotting, falling into lava.

It is to be born again.

"I still underestimated this place, although there are no treasures."

"These spirit herbs are also worth a lot of money."

Fang Zhen didn't remember these things, and quickly flew to one side.

After 3 minutes of flight, a corner.

The magma here flows down like a waterfall.

There seems to be another layer below.

Fang Zhen jumped down and used the "Golden Body Refining Technique"

The whole body is full of golden light, like a golden man.

Drops of magma splashed on him, burning a hole in his clothes.

The golden body was scalded with black marks.

A tingling pain continued to hit.

"Wipe, it hurts."

"If you fall into the magma, wouldn't you be sure to die?"

Fang Zhen felt that his supernatural body, coupled with the "Golden Body Refining Technique", couldn't bear it.

There is no doubt in the slightest that if a supernatural power falls into these magma, it will die.

The Zhou Xiao in my memory was really lucky.

Falling directly on top of a rock.

In this vast magma, it is impossible to find the next layer without Zhou Xiao's luck.

Fang Zhen was suspended in the air, looking up.

There is only a hole of about one meter, and the magma above has been rolling down.

Looking down and looking around, the magma below is rolling and flowing in all directions.

There is a foothold of three square meters in the middle.

Above is a cross-legged corpse with long hair drooping to cover its face.

Looking at the white skin and luster, it seems that he is still alive.

The corpse was chained around by black chains drawn from the lava.

The limbs, neck, and five iron chains thicker than the arms are fixed in place.

Fang Zhen has Zhou Xiao's memory, he knows that the "person" in front of him is dead.

I don't even know how many years he died.

This should be the strong man in the sky and the underworld.

Fang Zhen thought to himself.

But why not kill him?

This question puzzled him a lot.

Flying to the black rock, Fang Zhen looked at the unresponsive corpse in black.

He reached out to touch the iron chain, but the next moment.

His face changed drastically, and he quickly backed away.

Just touching the iron chain, he suddenly found that the true energy in his body stopped functioning.

It seems to be frozen and unable to be mobilized.

Fang Zhen looked at the five iron chains with bright eyes, didn't he know?
This iron chain is definitely a treasure.

If the supernatural power is trapped, it is almost equivalent to a golden body.

Unfortunately, these five iron chains extend from the magma.

There's no way he could take it away.

In fact, he even wanted to take this corpse with him.

To be able to survive for such a long time, the time here starts at least thousands of years.

It is conceivable how powerful this person is.

Fang Zhen regretted for a while, and looked at the surrounding magma, according to memory.

Zhou Xiao got a lot of good things from the nearby magma.

Fang Zhen looked over carefully, and suddenly found something floating on the magma.

Use source gas to scoop it up, but it's a piece of wood, I don't know what to do with it.

In the following time, Fang Zhenhua became an environmental protection worker.

Salvage the things in the nearby magma, there are not too many things.

Because it can be soaked in this magma for a long time, it has not been destroyed, which is already extraordinary.

I don't know why there are these things in the magma.

He checked the body again, and it was a middle-aged man.

He looks handsome and unrestrained, even if he has a sloppy beard, it gives people a sense of freedom and ease.

Fang Zhen thought that he would die of old age here.

Just a chill.

With this person's cultivation base, he may live for thousands of years without any problem.

After all, supernatural powers and gods can live for five or six hundred years, which makes no sense.

These great abilities cannot live for thousands of years.

As for this dungeon, Fang Zhen didn't believe that there was a supernatural power.

Fang Zhen glanced at the things he salvaged.

An incomprehensible book, the font in it is not the emperor's world.

Books are made like pieces of gold leaf.

But it is very light, otherwise it would be impossible to float on the magma.

There is also a blue and white porcelain bottle of pills, I don't know what it is for.

Let’s just say that this material can last for a long time, it’s definitely a good thing.

The last piece of wood, and a red and purple clover-like spiritual grass.

I don't know what to use.

But the energy inside, Fang Zhen estimated to be far beyond the god level.

It should be energy-level spirit grass.

Where, God, Neng, Di,

These things, apart from the spiritual herbs that are useful to him, don't know what else they do.

Feeling a little disappointed, he caught sight of the black clothes of the corpse.

An idea popped up in my mind, and I hurriedly took off my clothes.

It's a pity that because of the iron chain, I can't get it off.

It doesn't work even if you tear it hard.

This garment is definitely a precious garment.

Fang Zhen looked back at the clothes reluctantly, and finally flew to the one-meter hole.

He didn't need to go towards the magma flow in all directions like Zhou Xiao.

Take your chances and get out.

Flying went straight towards the cave, his inner energy was running out.

And here, whether you can get good things or not is too face-to-face.

He doesn't believe in himself at all.

Just after leaving the cave, the heat wave disappeared, and a breeze brought refreshment.

Not yet happy.

There was a whistling sound from behind, accompanied by a hurricane.

Fang Zhen suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around and punched him hastily.

However, he saw a middle-aged man who looked like Maitreya Buddha coming over with a sledgehammer in his hand.

The collision of fist and sledgehammer is self-evident.

Fang Zhen's right hand was shrugged by the sledgehammer.

The power inertia of the sledgehammer blew into Fang Zhen's mouth and nose with gusts of wind.

The sledgehammer hit Fang Zhen's chest hard, and he was sent flying dozens of meters away.

It fell to the ground not far away, stirring up dust.

The warriors who were still outside the cave witnessed this scene.

Fang Zhen felt a heart-piercing pain in his chest.

He could feel that the ribs were broken, and it seemed to puncture the lungs and other places.

A large amount of blood spewed from the mouth and nose.

Enduring the pain by force, he gathered his source energy to attack the ground.

Lots of dust.

Covering his figure, he directly opened the crossing door and jumped in.

He knew that he was seriously injured, and it was impossible to outrun Huangjiu, who was in the mid-stage of supernatural power and infuriating energy.

Can only run back to Starfish.

Looking at this scene, Huang Jiu chuckled ferociously.

"Do you think you ran like this? It's ridiculous."