Sun's journey to immortality

And under the constant impact of underground forces, the Nanshan Seal Magical Treasure, which was originally sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai above the ground and had the upper hand, began to shake continuously.

Especially at locations far away from the Nanshan Seal Magical Treasure, a small number of cracks have begun to appear and are constantly escaping along with hot smoke.

"It turns out that I used my own magic power to trigger the underground river of fire, and wanted to use the power of heaven and earth to kill me, but I just overestimated myself and underestimated me, hum."

Looking at the changes in front of him, Sun Mingsheng already had some guesses about Salamander's actions.

If you have relatively sufficient time and energy, borrowing the power of the underground fire river is naturally a good choice, but in the midst of a fierce battle, Sun Mingsheng will not leave such sufficient time at all.

The broad-bladed sword that had just returned from the feat also turned around with spiritual fire and continued to pursue the salamander. The Flame Dragon Ring, which had attacked several times but never showed its power, suddenly accelerated and appeared in front of the salamander, its diameter increasing. It landed directly on the Salamander's neck with lightning speed.

This move has never been used in this battle, but it has a miraculous effect, even if it provides basic control over the Salamander itself.

In battles between monks of the same level and monsters, the chance of victory or defeat is often determined in this moment. The broad-edged sword comes down from top to bottom and lands directly on the neck of the salamander, and a huge head falls away. After leaving the body, only a cavity of hot blood is left gushing out on the hot earth.

"Nanshan Seal, Town"

Sun Mingsheng did not dare to relax because of this, because the rolling river of fire from deep underground not only did not stop at all because of the salamander, but instead seemed to become more and more boiling, as if it might rise to the sky at any time.

I saw him standing on one foot on the Nanshan Seal, the monk and the magic weapon merged together, a golden elixir in his dantian was also spinning, and a large amount of magic power was outputted crazily.

The magic power is transferred through the Nanshan Seal, and special forces are constantly shaking. They are located in different positions like iron pillars running straight into the depths of the ground, trying to suppress them completely.

The main reason why the river of fire in the depths of the earth is so churning is the pull from the pure mana of the salamander essence. After losing the pull of this power, it is just a tree without roots and a tree without water.

Under Sun Mingsheng's layer upon layer of suppression, the power of this river of fire gradually returned to its normal state and returned to its proper river course.

Of course, in some locations where the soil was originally relatively shallow, it is inevitable that there will always be a small amount of hot, dark red magma appearing on the ground.

"Phew, it has finally calmed down. A disaster has been eliminated. This is a special terrain suitable for the reproduction of fire-attributed monsters."

Sun Mingsheng's face showed a look of joy. Although he liked hunting monsters, he was also unwilling to cause substantial losses in a battle.

Half a day later, after repeatedly confirming that the movement of the underground river of fire had completely disappeared, all the magma returned to the river, and then the Nanshan Seal magic weapon was pocketed.

"This battle consumes a lot of energy and time. The corpse of a single salamander monster is completely insufficient to make up for the loss."

Sun Mingsheng moved very quickly, dividing the salamander into pieces in three strokes, five by two, and sealed the soul in a jade bottle to be refined in the future to make up for its own shortcomings.

The demon pill with the highest value among the salamanders was the most precious, but Sun Mingsheng did not take it directly into his pocket, but fed it directly to the queen ant.

The remaining flesh and blood were only some bones left after the black-striped ants swarmed over and gnawed them crazily.

According to common sense, these black-striped ants, which are in large numbers and whose queens can lay eggs for cultivation at any time, are not worth cultivating at such a cost.

But now the queen of black-striped ants has advanced to the third level and faces the test of thunder tribulation. The main strength to overcome the disaster will be the defense layer composed of the black-striped ants in front of her.

Now letting them devour the flesh and blood of some third-level monsters will be of sufficient benefit to improve their defense and overall strength.

"Salamanders love to collect various fire-attribute spiritual materials, and hope to obtain some useful third-level spiritual materials from their caves."

After Sun Mingsheng repeatedly confirmed that nothing was missing, he began to follow some of the traces left by the salamanders and began to search for the location where the cave might be hidden.

The importance of the lair to any monster is undoubted, and it is generally located in a location where sufficient spiritual energy is beneficial to its own growth.

This matter is difficult to say and easy to say for a qualified Golden Core Stage monk. The only thing that needs to be invested is sufficient time and energy.

"No matter how cunning you are, your lair will never leave this fixed area, and it must be relatively close to the underground fire river."

Sun Mingsheng continued to explore the depths of the earth with his spiritual consciousness, feeling the changes in the amount of spiritual power here, hoping to gain something as soon as possible.

Because the salamander's lair is located deep underground, the effect of Sun Mingsheng's spiritual consciousness search is greatly reduced. However, after spending several days on an area of ​​only a thousand feet, he still has not found anything.

The difficulty of this was far beyond expectation, and given his resolute character, he also showed a little irritability. After all, time is undoubtedly precious to a monk no matter how precious it is.

"Click"

When the morning sun rose for the sixth time, on the edge of a thousand-foot radius where a small number of vigorous flowers, plants and trees were already growing, Sun Mingsheng stepped into the air, and a tunnel that continuously snaked toward the depths of the ground appeared in front of him. .

"It takes no effort to break through iron shoes and find no place. This salamander is really cunning enough to build the entrance to its lair on this edge."

Sun Mingsheng's increasingly expressionless and stiff face finally showed a small smile, and his consciousness continued to explore deeper along the direction of the tunnel.

As long as the entrance is found, searching for the cave is nothing more than three times five divided by two for Sun Mingsheng. Sun Mingsheng wields a broad-edged sword and breaks through it violently.

A quarter of an hour later, the Salamander's lair finally revealed its true appearance in Mount Lu. An underground lair about half a foot high and more than ten feet long appeared in front of them.

In the deepest part of the underground lair, a pile of about ten pieces of fire-attribute spiritual materials exuding gleaming light and heat are showing their own charm.

"They are all third-level spiritual materials, which are enough to make up for the losses in the battle. They are all the best among the same level. Each piece is valuable."

"It's a pity that there is no fire-attribute spiritual grass of good quality growing near this underground fire river with so much fire spiritual power."

Sun Mingsheng's face showed a complex expression of joy and disappointment.