The words of Chief Zhang instantly ignited the fire in Fu Shiyi's heart. She originally thought that after becoming a member of the Baimenghui, she could take a certain initiative, at least not be treated as cannon fodder from the beginning, but she never expected that when she entered the holy land, she would break through to the sixth level of the Golden Pill, and also taught the Lei family a lesson. The most important thing is that after the temple is opened, it is obvious that they will have great benefits.

"The God of Weishen"

"This time I'm most likely awakening?!"

"I just tried to teach Lei Wuwang a lesson. I wouldn't have lie back and sleep again!"

Fu Shiyi was a little worried about gains and losses.

Time has passed.

Started to think randomly again.

She stared at the Baimeng Token belonging to the Fu family hanging under the eaves, her eyes were red, but she felt happy in her heart. This was a rare treasure. Even if they returned to their ancestral land in the future, they would take it out for auction before leaving, and they would definitely be sold at a good price.

"Come"

"Come"

“………”

Suddenly.

Everyone suddenly became excited in the quiet crowd as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Fu Shiyi's nose twitched.

A scent of flowers comes to your nose.

The fragrance of flowers.

Sniff it gently.

The soul trembles.

It's like being washed by sweet rain.

"Squeak!!"

After the strange fragrance.

The two gates of the temple were hundreds of feet tall slowly opened, and waves of fairy mist surged out from it. In less than three breaths, the entire square was covered. When Fu Shiyi looked around, he found that the Clan Chief Zhang beside him had disappeared, and the other sixty-one clan leader was gone.

"This fairy mist is a gift from the god Wei Shenshan?"

Fu Shiyi was confused.

However.

She understands it in her heart.

This is definitely an opportunity for their Fu family.

She simply closed her eyes.

Perceive with your heart.

"Huh"

A mysterious silk thread appeared in her mind. Fu Shiyi continued to move forward along the silk thread. After fifty steps, a "boom" was raised. The wildfires that erupted and scattered in the volcano roasted the earth into a dead land. Standing on it, the soles of Fu Shiyi's feet suddenly burst out with black smoke, and at the same time the smell of meat was emitting. A heart-wrenching pain made Fu Shiyi unable to help but exhale.

"How did this... come here?"

Open your eyes.

Fu Shiyi saw that he had walked to the crater at some point.

At this time.

The wildfire is brewing at the foot of the mountain.

Prepare to start a stronger eruption.

"Is this...really?"

The high temperature of the flame that Fu Shiyi felt.

She glanced at it.

I found that the spirit beast bag on my waist was also there.

The eyes turned.

"I'll know if you try it."

One shot of storage bag.

Instantly.

A flash of light.

"Squeak squeak"

Xiao Huang flapped his wings and manifested himself. As soon as he came out of the spirit beast bag, he instinctively wanted to rub his head against Fu Shiyi's palm, but after feeling the temperature of the flames around him:

"Squeak squeak"

Xiao Huang shouted happily.

Flying around the crater, it then became smaller and fell to Fu Shiyi's palm, and it kept "squeaking" quickly. Xiao Huang was very anxious, but Fu Shiyi didn't move at all.

She calmly communicated with Xiao Huang:

"Xiao Huang, Wanling Mountains, Linglong Tower, what do you care about the most?"

"Squeak!"

Xiao Huang looked at Fu Shiyi like a fool.

Fu Shiyi laughed instead of anger.

All this is not an illusion, Xiao Huang is real:

"Xiao Huang, are you sure you want to go to the bottom of this volcano?"

"Squeak!"
Chapter completed!