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Ling Hantian stood on the edge of the Flaming Mountain, staring at the Flaming Mountain, the body of the Flaming Mountain was fiery red, like a red-hot soldering iron, and the scorching heat wave rushed in. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire Flame Mountain exuded an extremely scorching aura, which was obviously different from the Cold Spirit Ghost Fire that Thirteen Niang had said, but standing outside this Flame Mountain, Ling Hantian felt that this mountain was unusual.

Although this mountain is known as the Flame Mountain, there is no flame except for the rolling heat wave and boiling magma, at least on the surface.

It's just a very hot mountain, but where does the temperature of this mountain come from?

Ling Hantian closed his eyes, and his powerful perception penetrated towards the Flame Mountain.

The temperature on the periphery of the Flame Mountain is not too high, but it is also relative, almost the limit that a half-step Sealing King Realm powerhouse can withstand, if you advance a distance of a hundred meters or so, I am afraid that the top half-step Sealing King Realm powerhouse will be difficult to bear.

Ling Hantian's perception smoothly penetrated a distance of nearly a hundred meters, and at this time, Ling Hantian had to condense his perception into a single strand, and at the same time increase the output of his soul power, so that his perception would not be melted by the scorching heat of the Flame Mountain.

And when the penetration distance exceeded one hundred meters, Ling Hantian clearly felt that the temperature had obviously jumped, I am afraid that it is below the king, it is difficult to resist this extremely high temperature, such a temperature, even a half-walker is afraid that it will melt.

"There's definitely something wrong with this Flaming Mountain!"

Ling Hantian's brows furrowed into a word, and the soul power in the sea of consciousness boiled like a sea, condensing into a golden sword of divine sense, which penetrated into the flames in front of him.

This time, Ling Hantian's perception had penetrated into about a hundred meters again, and the air here had completely changed, showing a state of ripples like water ripples.

Ling Hantian's divine consciousness was also gradually melting in the scorching ripples.

"Hey, boy, you want to find out what's going on in the flames?"

"Let me tell you the truth, this thief king has wandered around outside this flame mountain many times, but his perception can only go about one hundred and fifty meters deep, let alone enter it.

"You're one hundred and fifty meters deeper?"

Hearing that the thief was only one hundred and fifty meters deep, Ling Hantian was two hundred meters deep, and made a judgment.

"Boy, what's your tone?"

Almost as soon as Thief Tuo's words fell, Ling Hantian felt a powerful aura scanning towards him.

"King! Extremely powerful king! ”

Hardly there was any hesitation, Ling Hantian instantly unleashed the Nine Ghost Soul Hidden Technique to the extreme, while Thief Tuo always maintained the appearance of a stone, half-sunk in the dirt, completely falling into dead silence.

The perception of this king, like a surging tide, continued to spread from afar, not letting go of any space, flooding this piece of heaven.

Such a powerful perception made Ling Hantian's hairs stand firmly, this is definitely a king above four stars, and his existence can be pinched to death with a snap of his fingers.

At this moment, Ling Hantian was extremely nervous, according to the speed of this king's perception, within a minute, the other party's perception would spread around the Flame Mountain.

Under the careful perception of a king above four stars, Ling Hantian was not sure that he would not be discovered by the other party, because the strength of the other party was too strong, and although the Thousand Illusions Exquisite Technique was against the sky, it also had an upper limit.

Of course, this was mainly due to Ling Hantian's strength being too low, and his soul power had not even reached the level of a one-star king.

"What to do?!"

At this moment, Ling Hantian's brain was running rapidly, and countless thoughts were floating in his mind, but it was too difficult to avoid the reconnaissance of a king above four stars.

"There's a thousand meters to go!"

The speed of this king's perception is not slow, but it is so careful that it is terrifying, almost every inch of space is swept by perception, and not even a single flower or plant will be spared.

Cold sweat oozed from Ling Hantian's forehead, his hands were clenched tightly together, and his knuckles were a little white.

The king of more than four stars, as long as Ling Hantian is exposed, he will definitely not have the slightest power to resist, unless he uses the blood thunder of silence given by the mysterious person, but although this thing can blow up the king below five stars.

But, not to mention that this king is the king of several stars, even if he is blown up, such a big movement, I am afraid that within ten minutes, Ling Hantian will be completely exposed, and at that time, he will still be unable to escape death.

"Five hundred meters!"

This king's perception came like a tide, making Ling Hantian's heart rise to his throat.

"A hundred meters to go!"

In Ling Hantian's pitch-black eyes, the flame mountain in front of him revealed a color of perseverance.

"Fight!"

Without any further hesitation, Ling Hantian's body bow became in the shape of a full moon, and the wind and thunder exploded under his feet, like a bow and arrow off the string, shooting straight towards the Flame Mountain!

"Thief, you're here!"

Almost as soon as Ling Hantian moved, the shouts like thunder exploded, echoing in this heavenly firmament, rolling the power of the king, enveloping this piece of heaven and earth in an instant, covering the sky and the sun, and the wind and clouds were agitated.

But at this moment, although Ling Hantian knew that he had carried the black cauldron, he dared to turn back, this matter could not be explained at all, and he rushed to the depths of the Flame Mountain.

"Leave it for me!"

A charming king of the Lynx clan stretched out his palm like a spike and grabbed Ling Hantian who had rushed into the Flame Mountain.

The power of the endless king surged, and the power of the law condensed into a palm and grabbed Ling Hantian in the Flame Mountain.

However, Ling Hantian was determined to rush into the Flame Mountain, if he was caught by the king of the Flame Clan, the end would definitely be worse than entering the depths of the Flame Mountain.

In the snap of his fingers, Ling Hantian had already rushed through two hundred meters, like a ripple heat wave, permeating every inch of space, Ling Hantian was like rushing into a sea of heat waves, and the protective qi on the surface of his body melted like ice and snow, even faster than throwing ice and snow into the magma.

However, fortunately, the Gang Qi in Ling Hantian's body was endless, but the temperature here was too high, and the speed of Gang Qi output could not catch up with the speed of consumption, and his clothes were burned in an instant, revealing his armor.

At this moment, the terrifying power of the law behind him surged, Ling Hantian gritted his teeth, suddenly accelerated, and rushed towards the depths of the Flame Mountain again.

Although this king of the Beast Clan was powerful, the palm condensed by the power of the law was rapidly worn out, but after all, this was a blow from a high-level king, although most of the power was wiped out, it still shrouded Ling Hantian.

"Damn, fight!"

If he was caught by this palm, then Ling Hantian would probably not be able to escape the hand of this king, and in an instant, the whirlpool of wind condensed from Ling Hantian's palm, and an endless storm broke out.