Chapter 582 Return to Kyushu Next
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The rolling magma surrounded Zhuge Bright, and Zhuge Bright held up a spiritual light curtain outside the body to block the magma. The magma here is much hotter than that of ordinary volcanoes. And as the Queen Yan said, the heat of the magma will double every time it goes deep.
Zhugebulang slowly sank, and seven purple stars flew out above his head, and a Big Dipper curtain fell to protect him.
Gradually, Zhugebuliang frowned. He didn't know how deep the bottom of the volcano was. He felt that he had been sinking for about two days, and he still couldn't touch the bottom. Moreover, the magma here has turned crimson, and the degree of heat has increased more than ten times compared with the upper layer.
"Daes, there is no bottom hole. This is..." Zhuge was puzzled.
After another two days, the surrounding magma has turned dark purple, and the hot erosion has been greatly enhanced. Fortunately, Zhuge Fuliang is a seven-star treasure body guarded by seven divine caves. Generally, practitioners may be melted into juice on the spot when they enter here.
I don't know how long it took, and the surrounding magma had almost turned black. At this time, even Zhuge Bright couldn't hold on. This may be the place where the ghost kings dare not go deep as the Queen Yan said.
At this moment, Zhuge Buliang felt a strange movement in his body. A broken knife handle flew out of it, suspended on the top of Zhuge Buliang's head, humming softly.
"It?" Zhuge was stunned.
Immediately, the broken knife handle suddenly burst into a blue light, flying towards the depths of black magma like a meteor. Zhuge Butang stretched out his hand to grab the broken knife handle, but the broken knife handle avoided it like a spirit snake and flew straight into the depths of the magma.
Zhuge Fuliang's heart moved and quickly followed. After passing through the magma for about ten minutes, the broken handle of the knife stopped. At the same time, Zhuge Fuliang also reached the bottom of the magma. The broken knife handle fell next to a black altar.
"The altar!" Zhuge Bu Liang was shocked and saw an altar in such a place.
I don't know how many years this black altar has been buried in the magma. It has been so long that the altar shows no sign of melting.
At the top of this black altar, there is a broken knife inserted diagonally. The seven pieces of broken knife handles seem to have been cut off. It is rusty and there are many broken places.
At this time, the broken knife handle was flying around the altar and humming gently. The broken knife on the altar also seemed to resonate with the broken knife handle, and it also buzzed and trembled, causing the whole altar to tremble.
"This broken handle must be part of this broken knife." Zhuge Buteng's eyes were shining brightly and said, "There are no other creatures in this crater. Is it just to suppress this broken knife?"
Thinking of this, Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help but be more curious and walked to the edge of the altar. The divine consciousness flew out of the eyebrows and swept around the black altar. His thick eyebrows frowned slightly and said, "There is a seal around the altar, but it is already very weak. It seems that more than half of it has been destroyed by someone before..."
I always told Zhuge that it was the monkey skull, because only the monkey skull had been here.
Looking at the broken knife slanted on the altar and the broken knife handle that kept flying around the altar, Zhuge Bu Bu Liang gritted his teeth, and the brick appeared in his hand. The dazzling golden light bloomed on the brick, and the dragon lines on the brick seemed to be alive and shining.
The bricks trembled in Zhuge Bliang's hand, changed to make a monument, and shot it fiercely at the altar.
"Hum!"
It seemed that the danger was approaching, and mysterious lines emerged around the altar, and a cyan light curtain propped up and wrapped the altar.
"Bum!"
The bricks hit the altar, the light shield that protected the altar shook violently, and the surrounding magma also rolled. A powerful momentum rushed back, Zhugebuliang snorted, and his body flew back hundreds of meters away uncontrollably. Even if he is strong in his seven-star treasure body, the qi and blood in his body are still churning.
"Damn it, no, it's just that the broken seal is so powerful." Zhuge Bliang shrank his neck, clenched the brick in his hand, and bombarded it again.
"Bum!"
There was another muffled sound, and Zhuge Buzuo flew backwards again. However, this time, the protective mask of the altar was much darker. This strengthens Zhuge's confidence.
"Bum!"
"Bum!"
"Bum!"
After more than a dozen bombardments in a row, finally, a crack appeared on the hood, which spread quickly, like a spider web on the whole hood.
Zhuge Fuliang's face was overjoyed, calmed the boiling blood in his body slightly, and was shocked at the same time. His attack just now stimulated the Taiwu Heart Sutra and the dragon's whirlpool at the same time, and now he has cultivated the dragon's whirlpool to the peak. This brick will break more than half of his body even if it is a practitioner who can't be too empty. But the seal took 17 times to show signs of being broken.
And this is just a broken seal.
"Boom!"
Under the last bombardment of Zhuge Fuliang, the hood finally couldn't hold on. The sound of "click" sounded, and the hood fell like glass, withered, and then corroded cleanly by the surrounding black magma.
And almost at the same time, the black altar began to tremble violently, as if it was about to rise. The crazy shaking of the broken knife inserted diagonally on the altar actually made a sound of wind and thunder. With a sonorous sound, the broken knife flew directly from the altar, and the cyan halo wrapped the broken knife and danced like a green dragon.
And the broken handle of the knife also quickly catered to the broken knife. Sure enough, as Zhuge Buriang expected, the broken handle of the knife was the same as this broken knife.
"Hung buzz~~"
At this moment, the broken knife has basically recovered as before. In addition to some broken places on the handle, it has almost returned to its original appearance. There seemed to be a green dragon's dragon's dragon's head on the blade, and the handle of the knife more than two meters long was wrapped by a cyan dragon body, emitting a faint blue light.
"It can't be Qinglong Yanyue Dao, is it?" Zhuge Bu Liang squeaked his mouth and thought about it.
At this time, a strange scene appeared in front of Zhuge Butiang. On the green dragon knife, beams of light flew and condensed into a cyan figure. This figure was not very burly, but a little fat and fat. An amazing momentum burst out from this cyan figure.
"Demon power!" Zhuge's eyelids immediately twitched fiercely. He stared at the fat and fat cyan figure and said in surprise, "Is this figure a demon ancestor?"
He clearly remembers that the phantom of the demon ancestor he saw in the secret land of the Kyushu monster was also this kind of fat posture. At this moment, the size and amazing demon power emitted from the cyan figure in front of him are most likely to be the demon ancestor. Or it is a remnant left by the demon ancestors.
"Bang!"
The fat and fat cyan figure grabbed the green dragon knife, and the strong momentum burst out, causing the surrounding magma to fluctuate violently.
The fat figure danced the green dragon knife, opened and closed, chopped vertically and horizontally, and the fierce knife came.
Zhuge Fuliang retreated slightly and stared at the figure dancing the green dragon knife. At this moment, he recalled the words of the little demon fairy. If this figure is really the regret of the demon ancestor, then this green dragon knife is likely to be the treasure of the demon clan, infinitely splitting the sky knife.
It took half a quarter of an hour before the figure was found out, and then turned around and cut out a knife in the direction of the altar. A thousand-foot-long sword flew out and firmly cut on the altar. The black altar is divided into two by knife gas, and under this altar, there is a space crack!
"Hung buzz~~"
The green dragon knife buzzed softly, and the fat figure once again turned into a beam of light into the knife body. The halo on the green dragon knife gradually faded and calmed down.
"This space crack... Is it the place that leads to Kyushu? Zhuge Fuliang said excitedly, looked up at the green dragon knife in mid-air, and carefully leaned over.
"Hum!"
The green dragon knife buzzed, as if it sensed that an outsider was approaching.
"Well... Ha ha, hello, I just woke up, right? The younger generation has no malice..." Zhuge Fuliang said, "If you don't mind, the younger generation will take you out of here. But don't worry, if you sleep with you, the younger generation will not disturb you.
As he spoke, Zhuge Bright cautiously approached the Qinglong Knife. This time, there was no movement of the Green Dragon Knife. It was not until Zhuge Buliang grasped the handle of the knife that the green dragon knife buzzed, and the blue light flashed into Zhuge Buliang's body.
"I've just left one after another, and my body has become a hostel." Zhuge Buliang thought depressedly.
Then, Zhuge Fuliang stared at the space crack under the altar with a solemn face. In the crack, Zhuge Fuliang felt a familiar breath in a trance.
"Kyushu!" The sudden feeling made Zhuge Fuliang shake his spirits. This feeling is very clear, not an illusion.
Taking a deep breath, the seven stars above Zhuge Fuliang's head once again fell a light curtain to protect him, and then Zhuge Fuliang took a step and stepped into the space crack.