"Hey, what are you doing?" Fang Chen was about to leave when Rong Xiaoyan called out, "You don't want to go to the middle of the magma, right?" Rong Xiaoyan glanced at Fang Chen, as if he was looking at a fool. generally.
"Why, can't it be done?" Fang Chen said calmly.
Rong Xiaoyan sneered. "With your peak strength at the Heaven level, even if you have two high-level spiritual weapons, you can barely deal with an intermediate powerhouse at the Prehistoric level. Once you get there, you will die."
"Oh. What do you say?" Although Fang Chen had all kinds of means to save his life, he still wanted to hear why Rong Xiaoyan believed that he must die.
Rong Xiaoyan continued: "It is said that there are many forces that want to go to the magma world to collect more treasures this time. Alliance, Xuanjian, Tiancang, Tianye and other major forces. And some of them are also family forces. Although this world There are restrictions that do not allow powerful men of the Venerable level to come in. But among these forces, there are tens of thousands of powerful men at the peak of the prehistoric level alone. Not to mention those high-level powerful men. They are as numerous as ants. You say you go I'm not giving away my life. I'm giving away treasures or something."
Fang Chen's face became more and more solemn as he listened. He didn't expect that there were so many forces. And there were tens of thousands of powerful people at the peak of the prehistoric level. For a moment, his heart sank to the bottom.
Noticing Fang Chen's expression, Rong Xiaoyan sneered and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you saved my life, I wouldn't bother to care about you."
Fang Chen ignored Rong Xiaoyan. Instead, he considered in his heart whether he should go out into this muddy water.
"Master, you can go and take a look first. You don't have to take action. Although innate spiritual objects are very precious, life is even more precious." Ming said seriously.
Fang Chen nodded and ran towards the sky without saying a word to Rong Xiaoyan.
"You really don't want your life." When Rong Xiaoyan saw Fang Chen flying away, she stamped her feet angrily. But then she said to herself: "What does it matter if he sacrifices his life?" Thinking of this, she shook her head. He walked in the opposite direction, but after walking a few steps, he turned back. "No, I still can't feel relieved. Forget it, just think of it as repaying him for saving his life." Rong Xiaoyan also couldn't figure out why she should care. This strange man took away my body, so I had no choice but to shift my thoughts to the grace of saving my life.
The center of the magma is at least half a month away from where Fang Chen first came to this world. Along the way, Fang Chen saw many figures passing by in the air. Some of them were as fast as lightning. And they passed by. At that time, the palpitating breath made the surrounding cultivators not even breathe a single breath.
Only then did Fang Chen truly believe how many strong men and cultivators there were to snatch the treasure that was about to be born in the center of the magma. This could be seen from the number of cultivators around him who were flying at the same speed as him.
"Little brother, are you here to watch the excitement?" A cultivator flying with a sword next to him said hello to Fang Chen.
Fang Chen nodded. "Haha. Yes. Senior is going..." The cultivator next to him is the middle level of the prehistoric level. According to the custom of the cultivator world, cultivators who are higher than himself are usually called senior. to call.
"Haha. I also came to watch the fun." The cultivator next to him said with a self-deprecating smile.
Fang Chen said respectfully: "Senior, you are so humble."
The male cultivator waved his hand: "Most of the strong men who went to fight this time are cultivators from big forces. Whether it is magic weapons or their own strength, they are far beyond the same level. Don't say that my current strength is not high. Even if it is I have cultivated to the peak of the prehistoric level. I’m afraid I won’t be able to participate in it.”
"Oh. Senior is a casual cultivator." Fang Chen took another look at the man and listened to Ming. It is very difficult for casual cultivators to practice in the world of cultivators, especially when resources are scarce. It is even more difficult. Therefore, he can practice It has reached the intermediate level of the prehistoric level. Except for some cultivators with good talents, it is almost difficult for ordinary cultivators to reach it. And this man's talent is very average. That's why Fang Chen took another look at this guy. He must have had some adventures in him.
The male cultivator nodded. Then he glanced at Fang Chen and said, "I think your talent is quite good. I don't know if you are worshiping that big force."
Fang Chen shook his head: "Like my seniors, I am also a casual cultivator."
"Oh, so are you." The male cultivator was obviously a little surprised. You must know that he had to become a casual cultivator because of his talent. If he had a talent like Fang Chen, he could do it even if he was not accepted as a disciple by the first force. Reluctantly sneaking into the big forces.
"Yeah. I don't want to join a big force. I feel a little restricted." Fang Chen laughed a few times and said.
It suddenly dawned on the male cultivator. Indeed, some talented cultivators did not want to be constrained by the rules of the big forces, so they chose the land of casual cultivators. There are also some strong casual cultivators who have achieved enlightenment in the cultivator class. Unfortunately, there are not many. However, the strength of every casual cultivator who attains enlightenment is much stronger than those of the same level. This is also the reason why some cultivators with extraordinary talents choose it.
While the two were talking, they came to the center of the magma. Looking from a distance, they saw a black mass of cultivators suspended in mid-air, especially on the front floor. The powerful aura suppressed the breathing of others. Even The surrounding space was also vaguely turbulent.
Fang Chen was suspended on the outermost periphery, looking at the large magma lake in the center. A fiery red lotus was blooming in the center of the lake, and the essence of the surrounding fire laws was continuously flowing into the lotus.
"Three-leaf Golden Lotus." Ming's tone was suddenly full of excitement.
"You mean this innate spiritual creature is the lotus in the center." Fang Chen said in surprise. He looked at the lotus. Except for the bright color, there was nothing special about it.
"Yes. The three-leaf golden lotus is a fire-type sacred object. It is also an innate spiritual object. It is said that the growth conditions are extremely harsh. The three-leaf golden lotus also has strengths and weaknesses. If six lotus seeds are born, its value will be average. The emperor's realm may be The fight for these six lotus seeds was bloody. However, higher-level experts would not. The birth of nine lotus seeds was a truly heaven-defying miracle. Legend has it that any one of the nine lotus seeds can bring the dead back to life. Even if the soul is dissipated, it can be resurrected instantly. And it ignores the realm. Even super strong people can use it." When he said this, Ming's tone started to tremble. He really hoped that this three-leaf golden lotus could give birth to nine. Lotus seeds. Unfortunately, he also knew that his wish was difficult. The three-leaf golden lotus that gave birth to nine lotus seeds had never been heard of in tens of millions of years. Even the owner of the Ring of Evolution did not get it. This shows how rare it is. at.
"Resurrection." Fang Chen felt his breathing quicken as he listened.