A large living person was turned into charcoal in an instant. This scene is really terrifying.
When the other stone pickers saw it, they were so frightened that they trembled all over.
But the expressions of the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect were very calm, even indifferent.
"Mark the place you just walked through."
Among the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, a young man with slightly dark skin and a cold face gave the order.
This ruthless young man is the Senior Brother Zheng, Zheng Qian, as mentioned by the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.
He didn't even look at the stone pickers. In his eyes, these stone pickers were just ants, tools for use.
His eyes were fixed on the extinct volcano in front of him, which was a fiery sight.
"According to the records left by our ancestors, this is the right place. I must get the Fire Spirit Milk. As long as I get the Fire Spirit Milk, my physical body will definitely be able to cultivate to the second level. In this way, my strength will be greatly increased. Able to win ten consecutive games on the Bronze Stage and reach the Bronze Ranking."
"It's not just about breaking through the second-grade physical body, but also going to the next level. Three hundred years ago, our ancestors got the Fire Spirit Milk here. Now three hundred years later, the amount of Fire Spirit Milk must have been accumulated a lot. If there is enough, With a large amount, it is not completely impossible to break through the third-grade physical body, haha, in that case, how much can my combat power be improved?"
Zheng Qian thought feverishly in his heart.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zheng!"
The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect responded, and then threw out balls of white powder and sprinkled it on the place where the big man just walked, forming a safe route.
"Now, you, go explore the way."
The disciple of Shifang Sword Sect pointed at a young man about twenty years old.
The young man's face suddenly turned pale, with a look of despair, and he was sweating profusely, shouting: "I beg you, please let me go, I beg you."
"Ah Hai, young heroes, please let Ah Hai go and let me take his place. He is still young!"
An old man with gray hair walked out, knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed.
"Grandpa, no, you can't go!"
the young man shouted.
"Let me come, let me come, please let Ahai go, he is still young!"
The old man seemed not to hear the young man's words and continued to kowtow.
"Oh? What a loving grandson and grandson. Okay, I'll just be a bit generous. Old man, go explore the way!"
A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect with a snub nose waved his hand and said.
"Grandpa, grandpa, don't go."
The young man cried loudly with tears streaming down his face.
"Ah Hai, grandpa is old now, it doesn't matter anymore, but you must live on."
The old man warned the young man, and then walked forward without turning his head.
The young man looked desperately.
Two hundred meters ahead, the big man passed by. It was very safe and the old man passed smoothly.
When he got here, the old man carefully avoided the place where the lava had been sprayed before and continued to move forward.
But before walking a hundred meters, when the old man stepped down, the ground suddenly cracked, and the old man fell directly.
Immediately, there was a scream, and after a few breaths, there was no sound.
"grandfather!"
The young man let out a desperate roar.
The other stone pickers were even more panicked and their faces turned pale.
"make a mark!"
Zheng Qian continued to give instructions.
Swish! Swish!
Balls of white powder were thrown out, marking the safe path, and also marking the dangerous places.
"You, it's your turn, go up!"
The snub-nosed Shifang Sword Sect disciple pointed at the young man in front of him.
The young man's face changed miserably and he shouted: "Just now, just now I
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Grandpa has already taken my place, why do you still ask me to go?"
"Going in your place? I never said he was going in your place. He asked to go first. Of course I have to satisfy him. Now it's your turn."
The snub-nosed Shifang Sword Sect disciple said coldly, with a trace of amusement on his face.
The other Shifang Sword Sect disciples all looked at him indifferently.
"No, no, you can't do this, you can't do this, I won't go, I won't go."
The young man kept shaking his head and yelled.
The other stone pickers remained silent, not daring to say a word for fear of being noticed by the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.
"Not going?"
The snub-nosed Shifang Sword Sect disciple's face turned cold and he said with a ferocious smile: "You're not going, right? If you're not going, I'll send you on your way now to accompany your damn grandfather."
With a wave of the war sword, cold murderous intent enveloped the young man's body.
There was a look of fear in the young man's eyes, but he finally moved forward tremblingly.
After the young man walked forward for dozens of meters, he suddenly ran away crazily to one side.
"If you want to escape, you are seeking death!"
The snub-nosed Shifang Sword Sect disciple shouted loudly, exhaled, held the sword in both hands, and slashed down at the fleeing young man.
call out!
A sword energy burst out and instantly spanned a distance of tens of meters, cutting the escaping young man in half.
"I said, if you go and explore the way obediently, you still have a chance to survive. If you want to escape, you will only die."
The snub-nosed Shifang Sword Sect disciple sneered, then pointed his finger and said: "You, go explore the way."
The person who was pointed out walked out in despair and moved forward tremblingly, hoping that he would be lucky enough to make it to the end.
But the result is still death.
In this way, one by one picked up stones and went forward to explore the path, and one by one died in the flames and lava.
But safe routes are also slowly being explored.
The closer you get to an extinct volcano, the more dangerous it is and the more unstable the underground is.
Of the more than thirty stone pickers, more than a dozen died in the blink of an eye.
At this time, we were still about a hundred meters away from the extinct volcano.
I called a few more people to investigate, and finally, a complete and safe road appeared.
"Young heroes, can we go?"
There were about ten stone pickers left, and someone asked in a low voice.
"Go? Where to go? The news here cannot be leaked."
Zheng Qian, who had been silent for the whole time, spoke.
"What? What do you mean?"
The stone picker's expression changed greatly.
"What do you mean? You are all going to die!"
The flat-nosed Shifang Sword Sect disciple said with a ferocious smile.
"No, no, you said you would let us go as long as we find a safe way out. You can't do this. You are disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, so you have to keep your word."
"Please!"
"No, I don't want to die. I curse you not to have a good death!"
The dozen or so stone pickers who had already given birth to hope now looked desperate and started shouting crazily.
"Curse us? You also know that we are disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect. Who dares to kill us?"
The flat-nosed Shifangjian Sect disciple sneered.
"Huh? There is a person over there, walking this way."
Suddenly, a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted.
The others couldn't help but look over there.
To the rear right, a young figure is walking towards here step by step.
This figure is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure and a delicate face. However, his eyes now are extremely cold and terrifying.