Flames soared into the sky, burning the sky red. There was no night around the Thousand Miles of Flame Mountain. It was like summer here all year round, with a radius of hundreds of miles. The earth was cracked with terrifying cracks. From within these cracks, , and emitted a scorching breath from time to time. Ordinary people simply cannot live within this hundred miles.

In this thousand-mile-long Flame Mountain, the endless flames have devoured the lives of countless powerful people. If they fall inside, even their bones will be burned to ashes.

However, in this ocean of flames, a figure staggered around. He fell down from time to time, twitched for a while, and then took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth. Inside, he quickly got up and charged towards the depths.

Everything in front of him was red, and Feng Hao's vision was also distorted by the flames. Every inch of his body was burned red by the hot flames, just like a red-hot iron plate. Generally, faintly, there is also the aroma of heat and barbecue.

It’s not that he didn’t choose Wu Yuan, he also had an ice-attribute alien core in his body. However, every time Wu Yuan burst out, it was directly suppressed by the flames. As it came and went, the energy in his body Wu Yuan was quickly consumed.

At this time, he was unstoppably hot, and the skin and flesh all over his body seemed to be about to burst. The raging flames also violently impacted him, causing his movements to slow down, and from time to time he would Take a few steps back.

However, in the flames that could even burn through the sky, the faint radiance on his body was extremely obvious, as if he was wearing a layer of fire-proofing clothes. , Jean's flames couldn't get close to him at all.

The flames in front of him seemed to have no end, but Feng Hao never thought of retreating. He endured the boundless burning pain and walked firmly towards the depths step by step.

　"Hiss...hiss..."

The sound of inhaling kept coming from his mouth, his face was also flushed, and there was a faint feeling of steam. The sweat beads formed from the pores and were directly evaporated by the scorching high temperature, followed by a wave of suffocation.

　"Chi!..."

　A burst of flames rushed forward, and the huge force directly staggered Feng Hao who was moving forward, with almost no energy to resist. Feng Hao stumbled back more than ten steps, his heel hit a raised stone, and he fell directly on his back. Suddenly, the flames on the ground burned him crazily, making him jump up. , shaking his body constantly and sucking in the air-conditioning.

"No, it can't go on like this!"

He swallowed a cold elixir again, and within a few seconds, he returned to his original state, and, The sudden intense heating, the enjoyment can be imagined.

"Crack!"

With a cruel heart, he took out a piece of Martial Crystal, and with the luck of Evolution, he began to slowly refine the Martial Crystal.

With the addition of Wu Jing’s pure energy, the vortex of Wu Yuan that had been hollowed out in his body began to roll again, and streams of Wu Yuan poured into the crystal alien core. With a buzzing sound, the alien core shook slightly, and a stream of cold mist spread out.

　"Chichi!..."

Like cold water sprinkled on a hot iron plate, his whole body made a harsh 'chichi' sound. , and at the same time, it also made him smell the cool breath.

　“Rush!”

　Wu Jing, he doesn’t have much left, so he has to use it to fill up Wu Yuan. This is the second time. For the sake of speed and to endure less pain, There is nothing we can do about this.

With the ice attribute Wuyuan body protection, although the heat is scorching, it is within the tolerance range. Feng Hao's dark eyes were filled with cold air. He aimed in the direction and stepped on the flames. There was a rush.

After running at full speed for about three hours, Feng Hao also consumed two full Martial Crystals. This was despite him being very frugal. Finally, a mountain range appeared in his distorted vision. group.

"Huh...huh..."

Looking at the undulating bare mountains far and near, Feng Hao stopped and panted heavily, a little , and then calmed down.

　“Huh?”

Mr. Fen’s voice was full of surprise, “Unexpectedly, drought demons actually emerged from this fire domain!”

"Han Ba?!"

Upon hearing this name, Feng Hao's body trembled, and a hint of fear emerged in his eyes.

According to rumors, the Drought Demon is a spirit in flames, born for fire. Wherever it goes, everything is burned. Unexpectedly, I can meet it in the Flame Mountain.

"Master, what should we do?"

All spirits and monsters are people with monstrous abilities. How can a great martial artist like myself be able to compete with them?

"Hi!... What are you afraid of? You still despise such a precious thing?"

Hearing his fearful words, Mr. Fen snorted disdainfully. .

"Treasure?"

Feng Hao was stunned, and then his face twitched again, his feet jumped and he screamed in pain from time to time, until he summoned a forest Han Wuyuan finally calmed down a little.

“Hmph!”

Mr. Fen snorted softly, “All spirits and monsters have sperm cores in their bodies.The essence core can at least create a medium-grade spiritual weapon. "

"Spiritual weapon? ”

Feng Hao’s eyes lit up.

Ordinary people know the levels of weapons. The ordinary ones are ordinary weapons, and the higher ones are spiritual weapons. For ordinary people, spiritual weapons are something that is out of reach. If you go up to the next level, they will be legendary treasures. Feng Hao cannot know how they work.

　 Speaking As for weapons, he still doesn't have a handy, ordinary weapon. It can't withstand Thunder Slash at all, and the power of Thunder Fist cannot be released through weapons, which makes him very confused.

Back then, in the Warcraft Mountains, he was very jealous when he saw Yan Qiong's long sword. He estimated that it was at least a top-quality spiritual weapon. Otherwise, with her strength as a warrior, she would not be able to threaten the great martial artist.

Now, after Fen Lao mentioned that spiritual weapons require the essence of monsters to be refined, he knew the origin of the spiritual weapons.

"At least a medium-grade spiritual weapon! "

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and then there was another burst of pain.

"Keep walking, that Drought Demon should be guarding the alien crystal. Tsk, tsk, this alien crystal. The level of crystal is comparable to that of your piece of ice. "

Hearing these words, Feng Hao became even more energetic. He sprayed out martial energy all over his body, stamped his feet, and swept away again.

A figure appeared in the mountains. Flashing and appearing, very smart.

“Chichi! ..."

The flames here are red, some purple and black, and the temperature is several times higher than outside. If Feng Hao was not protected by Fen Lao, and he happened to have ice attribute body protection, It’s not an easy thing to get here.

“Are we here? ”

Looking at the cave entrance half way up the mountain that was spitting out purple fire, Feng Hao’s slightly excited mood calmed down.

His footsteps stopped. A huge figure over two feet tall walked out of the cave. A pair of purple-black eyes, full of violence, looked directly at Feng Hao!