Way of Immortal Sovereign

Ye Hao's delicate face twitched slightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and the power of his consciousness was pushed to the limit, and he kept going deep into the bottom of the volcano to investigate.

Below is a vast ocean of magma, the scorching temperature distorts nothingness, and the magma is slowly rippling like a tide, with bubbles boiling like boiling water, and when it explodes, there are flames splashing everywhere, which is extremely terrifying.

It is conceivable that even a cultivator of the Great Consummation of the Sea of ​​Fate, if one accidentally falls into this magma, he will be burned into nothingness in an instant.

In the past few days, Ye Hao's spiritual sense has been probing into the bottom of the magma to investigate. In his feeling, there seems to be an extremely powerful force here, but it is erratic and extremely difficult to capture.

His current physical strength is infinitely close to the 20,000 jin mark, but no matter how much flame essence he refines, he still cannot break through this barrier.

Ye Hao understands that if he wants to break through this bottleneck, he can only do it in one go with the help of the powerful and erratic force in the magma.

You've been searching like this for several days, but you still haven't found anything. Could it be that you made a mistake? Outside the cave, Han Yitian asked suspiciously.

Ye Hao shook his head and didn't speak, because not only him, but even Shen Jiuyou felt the abnormality below, but Shen Jiuyou was too weak now, otherwise, with his powerful spiritual power, he would have already figured out the reason.

What will be in this volcano? There is one month left before the opening of the academy's ancestral land, and we don't have much time. Han Yitian sat down on his buttocks, fanning his palms towards his body, and at the same time he frowned slightly , I kept thinking about it.

After a while, Han Yitian seemed to have thought of something, and rushed into the cave with his eyes shining: Ye Hao, I seem to have heard those veteran disciples mention that in this flame spirit world, except for the flame essence, There is also an extremely rare strange item, and in the entire history of Tianxuan Academy, there are very few people who have obtained it.

A strange thing? What is it? Ye Hao raised his head slightly, looking at Han Yitian with his bloodshot eyes.

Spirit of Yanling! Han Yitian said with a serious expression, every word.

It is said that this flame spirit spirit is unique to the flame spirit world, and it contains the same energy as the flame essence, but the intensity of the energy is a hundred times stronger than that of the flame essence! Han Yitian's breathing was slightly rapid, and his expression was incomparable hot road.

These rumors, before he entered the Flame Spirit Realm, some enthusiastic senior sisters specially reminded him, but he always regarded them as rumors and didn't take them to heart.

Right now, seeing Ye Hao seems to be very sure, there is an inexplicable thing under the volcano, which makes Han Yitian can't help but think about it.

However, although his expression was excited, there was still some hesitation in his eyes, because almost no one had seen this flame spirit spirit. It is said that it only appeared two or three times in the long history of Tianxuan Academy, even if it was acquired No one knows.

Flame spirit essence...

Ye Hao's black eyes narrowed slightly. Although Han Yitian said it was just a rumor, he was almost certain in his heart.

Because in his perception, the powerful force dormant in the magma does seem to come from the same source as the flame essence, but it is more powerful and violent than a hundred times.

It must be that thing, brother Han, thank you very much. Ye Hao's eyes showed firmness, he got up and walked to the edge of the cliff in the deepest part of the cave, and cast his gaze towards the magma like a sea of ​​fire below.

Hey, Ye Hao, what are you doing? Han Yitian hugged Ye Hao with a terrified expression, and shouted strangely, You can't go down here, the temperature of this magma, even a cultivator in the Dao Soul realm doesn't know If you can't bear it, don't seek death.

Who said I'm going down?

Ye Hao looked at Han Yitian like an idiot, and immediately slapped the storage bag with his palm. Suddenly, a tall, cold and oppressive figure suddenly appeared beside him.

This is... a war puppet of the Dao Soul Realm?

Seeing the figure suddenly appearing from the side, Han Yitian's eyes widened suddenly, his face was so stiff: Do you have this kind of treasure?

Are you going to control this battle puppet? In an instant, Han Yitian understood Ye Hao's thoughts, frowned and said, Even this battle puppet may not be able to withstand the temperature of the magma, and the flame elf Whether the soul exists or not is especially unknown, if you rashly send war puppets down to look for it, it’s okay if you find it, but if you can’t find it, you will lose this precious treasure in vain.”

For this point, Ye Hao is naturally clear in his heart, but in order to break through the 20,000-jin barrier with physical strength and open up a higher-level life sea, he must take risks.

Ignoring Han Yitian, Ye Hao directly sat down cross-legged, his spiritual sense merged into the war puppet, and he controlled it to leap towards the magma below.

His current consciousness is still not strong enough to accurately capture the erratic power in the magma. Only by attaching his consciousness to the war puppet can he go to investigate more clearly.

boom!

The war puppet crashed into the magma, splashing a burst of viscous liquid with flames, and the corners of Han Yitian's eyes twitched while looking at it.

And Ye Hao, the consciousness attached to the war puppet, suddenly felt a tingling pain the moment he rushed into the magma, the temperature in the magma was so high that even his power of consciousness could hardly bear it.

If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Hao's power of consciousness was far stronger than ordinary people under the continuous refinement of the seeds of the underworld thunder, it might have completely collapsed at this moment.

over there!

As the puppet sank, Ye Hao's perception of the erratic power became more and more clear. Enduring the burning pain of his consciousness, he controlled the puppet and flew towards the front left.

However, after walking forward for a while, Ye Hao also found that the source of the power was erratic from left to right, and it was still extremely difficult to clearly grasp.

What the hell is that!

At this moment, even Ye Hao couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart, the temperature around him was as hot as hell, his spiritual consciousness couldn't last long at all, and if he continued to delay, this part of his spiritual consciousness would completely collapse. For a cultivator, it is not a small injury.

...

Finally, while rushing through the magma for half a stick of incense, just when Ye Hao's spiritual consciousness was about to be overwhelmed, a pigeon egg-sized, crimson crystal that exuded violent heat like a small sun appeared in his perception in front of him. .

found it!

Feeling the vast energy far surpassing the flame essence permeated in that small crystal, Ye Hao's heart was shocked, and he controlled the war puppet to rush out instantly, grabbing it in his hands.

Immediately, an indescribably terrifying scorching heat spread violently like hellfire. Under this terrifying scorching heat, even the fine iron body of the war puppet gradually melted.

Ye Hao was anxious, endured the severe pain in his consciousness, and controlled the puppet to rise rapidly.

However, the moment the war puppet rushed out of the magma, Ye Hao's consciousness finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed.

Without the control of divine consciousness, the refined iron war puppet, which has been mostly melted and changed beyond recognition, seems to have lost its strength. The upper body is exposed to the magma, holding the crimson crystal like a small sun in his hand, while the lower body is still in the same state. within the magma.

sinking slowly.