.    Chapter 71 The Ruthless Things

At this time, a slight vibration attracted Yitian's attention, and the vibration felt strange and it was significantly intensified in an instant.

Everyone felt the earthquake and showed different reactions.

Chen Yulan seemed to have some insight and reminded: "Be careful, this Yin-Meridian Spirit Spring is a rare thing. Once the spiritual energy is absorbed, it will collapse and crack. At that time, the underground palace will be divided into pieces."

Xu Ruohua said: "It's okay, we can open the defensive barrier, we can't do anything to this earthquake."

Lan Xin turned her head and looked around, and said with an uncertain expression: "I have an ominous feeling, it seems that something big has happened..."

The words were still in my ears, and the violent oscillation caused the underground palace to split, the well began to burst, and a dangerous aura was approaching quickly.

At that moment, Xiao Mingyue flew up from the well and said loudly: "Be careful, the Yin Mai Lingquan suppresses the volcano. Now that the spiritual energy is absorbed by me, the volcano is about to erupt, we have to leave immediately."

The eruption of a volcano is not a joke. Even if the people present have extraordinary cultivation, they may not be able to withstand the high temperature of magma.

Ma Zhiyuan shouted: "Let's rush out."

With a wave of his right hand, the light of the Thunder God Sword gathered, and instantly split a large hole in the sky above the hall, forcibly opening a path.

Everyone flew up and shot straight into the sky with the sword aura emitted by Ma Zhiyuan, rushed out of the ground, and suspended in the air.

Yitian ordered everyone to disperse and pay close attention to the movements on the ground.

Soon, a red beam of light rose into the sky, shaking the world and attracting the attention of countless masters.

This light column is composed of magma and is hot and hot.

Yitian and others were hundreds of feet apart, but they still felt extremely hot, and their clothes were full of cremation.

As a last resort, everyone could only distance themselves and wait and see three miles away. It was not until a stick of incense that the eruption of the magma gradually weakened.

At this time, many detection auras came from all directions, and even experts rushed directly to watch the grand scene of the volcanic eruption.

The first one to arrive was Saint Hongyun, followed by Fang Hongyi and Zhang Zhiyu, while Wang Feiyi and Yang Yan did not accompany him.

Then, five masters including Soul-Seeping Demon Flute, Nangong Junchi, Wei Tianming, Desert Flying Dragon, and Palm and Sword Sword Ma Hongbo appeared one after another.

Looking at the scene of the volcano erupting, the desert flying dragon looked gloomy, his eyes swept over the people present one by one, and finally fell on Yitian and his group, and asked loudly: "What's going on? Is this volcano eruption yours?"

Yitian asked back: "What does this volcano eruption have to do with you?"

The desert flying dragon snorted: "Where is the place where this volcano erupts, is my palace? Do you think it has anything to do with me?"

At this time, the volcanic eruption had ended, and the onlookers stepped forward, but saw the magma turned into powder and sprinkled all over the ground.

Ying Cailian stopped ten feet away, and a light red light appeared around her body. Fierce wind whistled past, blew up dust and dust all over the ground, revealing a black round object.

Ying Cailian was a little surprised, and her slender jade hand swung her air towards the round object. A powerful force passed by like a strong wind, blowing away the nearby dust, revealing a black cylindrical object with a diameter of six feet.

This scene attracted the attention of everyone present, and everyone was incredible about the appearance of this black round object.

This is where the volcanic erupts. The high temperature of the magma is enough to melt all traces of life. Even the rocks will turn into powder. Why does this black cylindrical object appear?

At this moment, the eruption still maintained a high temperature, but the masters present didn't care at all. They quickly approached the cylindrical object and found that it was a five-meter-long cylinder with traces of burning by the high temperature. They could not tell what substance it was.

"What's that? It's so dark and it feels very mysterious."

Lan Xin broke the silence and asked countless questions in her hearts.

Ma Hongbo glanced at the desert flying dragon and asked, "You said that this is your palace, so you should know what this is. Let us have a long experience."

The desert flying dragon snorted: "If I knew, this thing would still appear in your eyes?"

Yitian looked at the round object and his mind slight fluctuated slightly, and he recognized that this thing was the beam containing the wooden beads.

But what puzzled Yitian was that when he took out the wood beads from the logs in the underground palace, he felt that although the material of the logs was hard, it was not very special.

But now the log beam has been burned by high temperatures of magma, and Feifan has not turned into powder, but has been preserved intact. Isn’t this a strange thing?

After careful investigation, Yitian found that the logs after high temperature burning became extremely hard, even metal and iron tools could not match.

Nangong Junchi, surrounded by flames, looked at the log beam and swung his palm in the air. The powerful palm force acted at the eruption of the volcano, and used the force of shock to shake the log beam out of the ground and flew towards the air.

In this way, the shape of the log beam is in sight and everyone can see it clearly and carefully.

The magic flute in the hands of the soul-catching magic flute waved, and the harsh magic sound acted on the log beam, causing its light to flash and was greatly oscillated. The burnt part on the surface gradually fell off, revealing the true color of wood.

Wei Tianming said in surprise: "Mu? How is this possible?"

The soul-grabbing demon flute frowned and said, "It's really unlikely, unless..."

The desert dragon asked, "Unless what?"

The soul-catching magic flute refused to respond and seemed unwilling to reveal the facts.

Ying Cailian took over the topic and said in a deep voice: "Unless it is the legendary ruthless thing."

The desert flying dragon said to himself: "What is the legendary ruthless thing?"

Wei Tianming lowered his head and pondered, while the soul-catching demon flute looked at Ying Cailian and said in a deep voice: "Do you think this is possible?"

Yitian interrupted and asked, "What is a ruthless thing?"

Ying Cailian glanced at Yitian and chanted softly: "A ruthless thing is the root of desire. It is born from emotion, and there is no desire to increase."

Yitian was puzzled and questioned: "What is this?"

Ying Cailian shook her head and said, "This is the legend, there is no explanation. It is said that there is a huge secret hidden, but unfortunately no one knows it."

Yitian retorted: "Since no one knows, why do you guess this is a ruthless thing?"

The soul-catching demon flute sneered: "Because the legendary ruthless thing can be immortal, without invasion of water and fire, and without swords and guns."

Murong Xiaoye said in surprise: "Will that become the most powerful weapon?"

Xu Ruohua said calmly: "If this were the case, they would have taken action to snatch it long ago. How could they say this calmly here?"

The soul-catching demon flute smiled coldly and snorted: "A ruthless thing, ruthless desire, is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Nangong Junchi said proudly: "That's not necessarily."

With a wave of his right arm, Nangong Junchi lifted the log beam in the air and flew towards the distance at an extremely fast speed.

Ying Cailian's eyes were strange and she did not stop it. The soul-catching magic flute remained motionless. Wei Tianming, the desert flying dragon, and Ma Hongbo chased after him one after another, and the scene suddenly returned to peace.

After a moment, the soul-catching magic flute glanced at Yitian, then his figure faded and disappeared.

Ying Cailian stared at Yitian with murderous aura in her eyes.

"Nangong Feiyu, if you dare to kill the Holy Emperor master under my command, we will calculate the account carefully now."

Yitian was not afraid of anything and chuckled: "The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman is proud. The saint is a smart person, how could he do such a stupid thing?"

Ying Cailian shouted, "Shut up, you are against me again and again, and you are simply despising this saint. How can I forgive you?"

Yitian retorted: "The Saint's words are wronging me. I am a person who cherishes the beauty. Otherwise, why are there many beauties around you? How could the Saint always worry about you?"

Looking at Yitian's proud face, Ying Cailian said angrily: "Stop talking, don't be proud, I will never spare you in this life."

Fang Hongyi stepped out, his eyes fixed on Yitian, and his aura rose all over his body.

"The saint doesn't need to be angry, I'll kill Nangong Feiyu."

Ying Cailian's eyes were changing, as if she was considering whether to kill Nangong Feiyu.

"Young Master, be careful, this is Emperor Wu. If we don't leave here first, we won't have the same knowledge as them."

Lan Xin always thinks about the safety of the young master, and she keeps the young master alone.

Xiao Mingyue was gentle by nature and said softly: "It is the best way to go, but we can't take advantage of it if we fight hard."

The rest of the people looked alert and each made a defensive posture, his mind tightly.

Yitian's face looked strange. He didn't look at Fang Hongyi directly, but stared at Ying Cailian's eyes.

"The Saint is really going to tear his face off at this moment?"

Ying Cailian snorted, "Are you scared?"

Yitian shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid, I just want to remind you not to waste time and energy. You can't do anything to me at the moment, and everyone can't make a big fuss."

Fang Hongyi laughed and said, "What an arrogant Nangong boy, you dare to ignore my strength. You are really looking for death."

Yitian raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Fang Hongyi, don't rely on your seniority. Before, Wang Feiyi also tried it in the City of Death. Has he ever told you about the situation at that time?"

Fang Hongyi was stunned, looked back at Ying Cailian, and shook her head when she saw her, knowing that Wang Feiyi had never mentioned this.

If Yitian’s words are true, there must be a mystery in it. It would be very stupid to act rashly before you figure it out.

"Old Fang is back first, let's keep him alive for the time being. It's not too late to kill him after finding Wubianhuang City."

Fang Hongyi glared at Yitian and snorted: "Boy, wash your neck well. I will kill you sooner or later."

Yitian said coldly: "Accompany at any time."

Ying Cailian snorted lightly and left with Fang Hongyi and Zhang Zhiyu.

Lan Xin was full of resentment and said hatefully: "Damn it, how dare you be rude to the young master. Sooner or later, I..."

Yitian patted Lan Xin on the shoulder, stopping her words.

"No need to be angry. Ying Cailian didn't plan to actually take action from the beginning. She was just testing me. In this Red Cloud Desert, there was no secret at all. The situation is changing now. It is not easy for the Lieyang Temple to compete for the Borderless City with Ying Cailian and others, so she will not waste her strength at will."

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