"I said, if I don't want to do anything, you have to force me!"
"Now, tell me what I want to know!"
Wu Yun's tone was calm, but full of murderous intent, which made people shudder.
The magma man was so frightened that he was shaking and couldn't speak.
After a while, he calmed down.
But he did not answer Wu Yun, he just kept whispering: "You are finished, you are dead, human being, you are dead, if you kill someone from my Magma Tribe, the leader will definitely not let you go, he will not let you go."
I’ll let you go!”
Seeing that this man was still chattering like this, Wu Yun became furious and stabbed forward with his sword, directly piercing the man's head.
There was no scream, this person directly turned into lava and fell.
Since you can't ask, there's no need to ask.
Take back your momentum and stand calmly in the air.
But Wu Yun's expression was not relaxed.
Because he knew that this matter was serious.
From what the hoarse magma man said just now, we can judge that there is a magma group in this volcanic world.
Not to mention how big their clan is, nor how strong their clan leader is.
But it can be concluded that Wu Yun has stirred a hornet's nest.
If nothing else goes wrong, it won't be long before a large wave of magma people will besiege him.
But Wu Yun was not ready to leave.
This place, the whole world, belongs to them. Where can they escape?
Besides, Wu Yun didn't want to escape.
He just wants to solve the current problem quickly and find a way to eliminate the world.
When he thought that Yue Yiren might be in danger in the world of Chenxia, he became anxious and could not calm down.
As expected, not long after, hot auras surged in from everywhere around him.
The number is hard to estimate, but it is estimated to be at least several thousand.
But Wu Yun knew that this was definitely not the entire population of the Magma Tribe.
If there are only a thousand people in the whole clan, then there is nothing to be afraid of.
But in this sea of magma, in this magma world, since there are ten or thousands of people, there must be ten thousand, one hundred thousand, or even millions or tens of millions.
They are different from real humans.
As long as there is enough energy in this magma ocean, they will be endless.
After noticing the approach of thousands of people around him, Wu Yun's pupils shrank slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
We have reached this point, whether we are afraid or not, there is nothing much to think about.
The troops will come to block it, and the water will come to cover it up.
I will fight whoever wants to mess with me. Of course, if it makes sense, I will try not to do it!
Soon, this group of thousands of magma people arrived around Wu Yun.
They surrounded the city in a circle, trapping Wu Yun in it.
The cultivation levels of this group of magma people vary widely. There are those in the saint realm, the mysterious saint realm, and there are also magma people who are far lower than the saints.
The leader among them is a relatively large magma man.
This person's cultivation level is also stronger than others, and he is in the Great Sage Realm.
From this, Wu Yun can roughly judge.
Once you reach the Great Saint Realm, you should be able to become the leader of this group of magma people.
But he is definitely not the leader of the clan as the hoarse magma man said before.
In this first wave of attacks, their clan leader will definitely not personally go out. The magma man in the Great Saint Realm in front of him can be considered a small leader at most.
However, speaking of it, it was precisely because of this that Wu Yun felt some pressure.
The killing will definitely be endless.
Wu Yun didn't have the time to kill, so the best way was to reconcile.
"Is it you, a human being, who killed my patrol team?"
The leader of the Great Saint Realm Magma Man suddenly said in a deep voice.
This person's voice sounded like that of a middle-aged man.
Wu Yun stared at this person and said: "I told them my intention, but they insisted on killing me. Killing them is just to protect themselves."
"Self-preservation?"
The Great Saint Realm Magma Man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Haha, hahahaha..."
"Is self-preservation the reason why you kill my people?"
"But, looking at you like this, it must taste great. Come on, catch them alive. I want to eat fresh ones!"
Wu Yun's face was gloomy, and he thought secretly: It seems that these magma people are all the same. They can't communicate with each other through words, no matter how low they are. In this case, there is no need to say more.
Thinking of this, Wu Yun's face turned completely cold.
All the power in the body is brewing, ready to explode at any time. Kill as many people as you can until these people are convinced.
"Whoever dares to break into my volcano domain and kill my people, don't do it yet, let me see who is so brave!"
Just when the sword was at war, and he was about to take action, suddenly an old voice rose loudly, like thunder, shaking the entire space and trembled slightly.
After a while, a volcano appeared here.
That's right, it's a huge volcano that's still spewing lava.
Hundreds of feet high and dozens of feet wide.
It looks quite majestic.
Wu Yun temporarily gave up the idea of taking action and stared at this majestic volcano. Judging from his experience, if nothing unexpected happened, this should be the leader of this group of magma people.
"I've met the patriarch!"
Sure enough, as soon as the volcano arrived, a large group of magma people saluted.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Suddenly, violent shouts of killing were heard and rumbled.
Wu Yun turned his head and took a look. Good guy, even though he was mentally prepared, he still felt his scalp going numb.
Everything around is densely packed.
The whole world seemed to be illuminated red.
The number could not be estimated, at least hundreds of thousands, or even millions, rushing towards this place from all directions, shouting for death.
They all followed the footsteps of this volcano and came to surround and kill Wu Yun.
"My lord, you really have stirred up a hornet's nest!"
"The cultivation level of this volcano is unfathomable. I'm afraid it's more than just the Heavenly Saint."
"There are so many descendants of him. I'm afraid it's impossible for me to kill them all by myself!"
Wu Yun muttered to himself in a deep voice, his face solemn.
The initial plan was to open 50-50, and then lower it to 30-70.
But now it seems that whether it is against this unfathomable volcano or against the millions of descendants of magma, the odds of winning are, not to mention 1 or 9, but probably a negative one.
What a mess, and it's a dangerous situation again.