Chapter 1292 (1/2)

”How is it?” Shen Lang asked anxiously.

”Young master, the eight step tortoise has left.” Xiaorou's divine sense explored for a while and replied.

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang and Hua Ziling were relieved, and the danger was temporarily relieved.

”Xiao Rou, are there any other friars or demon friars outside?” Shen Lang asked.

Xiaorou shook her head and said, ”there are many monks outside, but they are basically low-level monks. There are no monks above the pill making stage.”

”Well, let's go out now.” Shen Lang's face is heavy.

”Now? Don't we wait for nareba to go away? ” Flower purple Ling Daimei a wrinkle.

”No, no more gambling. In case that guy is suspicious again and kills again, we will die! It's better to escape now. Don't worry, the speed of the eighth level leigui is slow. I should be faster than leibatian. Even if this guy comes back, I'm confident to get rid of him. ” Said Shen Lang, gnashing his teeth.

”Good.” Hua Ziling nodded immediately. Let the man decide at the critical moment.

I don't know how many times the bad luck has turned out. Hua Ziling trusts Shen Lang very much. She always had a feeling that as long as she followed the waves, she would not suffer losses.

I hope I feel right.

At Shen Lang's command, Xiao Rou continues to use the blood magic light to tear a larger opening in the space passage.

It's much easier to get out of the space channel than to get in. The space channel can be easily broken from the inside.

After tearing open enough space passage, xiaorou closes her eyes and takes a few breaths. Her spirit seems very tired.

”What's wrong with you, Xiao Rou?” Shen Lang asked.

”Young master, xiaorou is a little sleepy again, and the consumption of blood charm is serious.” Small soft delicate voice weak gas of say, tried to walk a few steps, the body is a little unsteady.

Shen Lang hurriedly helped her up and said, ”don't force yourself. You'll have a good rest.”

Before, in order to break the Jiuyang soul seizing array, the little fox has spent a lot of blood, magic and light. Now just woke up not long ago, and frequent use of blood magic light, spirit some can not bear.

”Well.” Xiaorou nodded slightly, then turned into a white light, and got into the spirit beast bag at Shen wave's waist.

”Well, let's go, too.”

Shen Lang grabs the green jade hand of Hua Ziling and directly enters the space passage.

”Whoosh!”

The two flew into the space passage.

It was at the bottom of the melting lake when he came here. Shen Lang opened his sword shield with all his strength and rushed out at the fastest speed.

Half a minute later, the two flew out of the lake.

Shen Lang exerts nine changes of blood spirit, transforms into the form of Lei Peng, and flies directly to the top of the crater.

At this moment, there are a large number of low-level friars gathered in the crater of huodao. Although the omens have disappeared, these friars have not left.

After all, it's a rare thing that the omen comes. It may be that the strange treasure comes to the world. Maybe they also have a chance to get what benefits?

With this idea in mind, the friars around the crater are gathering more and more, densely packed with people. There are friars from Fire Island, and there are also friars from other islands.

Over the crater, there was a large group of foundation building monks. The temperature inside the volcano is too high, and they have no ability to enter the molten lake. They can only point their fingers in the sky and expect solutions.

”Something seems to be coming out!”

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd.