If she is said to be a fire man, she is not angry at all, but if she is dead, her smooth skin has no corpse spots, on the contrary, she looks extremely pink.

After staring at her for a long time, Feng Qingyang finally withdrew his gaze, and suddenly his eyes widened, not that the woman had changed anything, but that he instantly felt that something was wrong here.

When I first entered this lava, I thought it was just a prison for volcanic magma, but now it seems that there is a strange power in this lava.

In the dark red magma, there was a pale green aura, like a nimble little snake, shuttling through the magma full of blood, which he had not noticed at first.

It was only at this moment that he realized that after this pale green aura entered his body, it actually had a burning meaning, even if it was his indestructible body, it was still impossible to escape its destruction.

After a moment of silence, he closed his eyes, activated the mana in his body, and as soon as the cold blood vein power moved, it spread out a strong resistance, expelling the pale green aura in his body like a small worm.

Ge's, the eardrum shook, like a sharp insect roaring in his ear, and the sound waves that spread instantly, even he felt dizzy and trembling.

Spreading his divine sense, he swept his body, and finally found the pale green aura in his two ears, he obviously resisted the defensive shield and isolated the surrounding lava, but he was still broken through by this breath.

Not only that, but I didn't know if I didn't check it, but when I checked it, I was surprised to find that my whole body was covered with this pale green smell.

It didn't hurt much, but it had a diluting effect, but it was none other than himself, and when his whole body was full, he felt something different in an instant.

The mana that was running seemed to have no original coercion after fusing this breath, but on the contrary, it became weak, just like when a great river broke its banks, the majestic impact covered the heavens and the earth.

But in the center of it, there are several sharp swords running through it, separating them out of thin air, so that it still seems to be vigorous, but in fact it has lost its original lethality.

"I can't let this breath continue to dilute, otherwise, I won't have the slightest ability to resist and get out of here. Feng Qingyang's eyes shrank, and he sat in place with a sudden sound.

The bloodline in his body **, but under his strong will, he was stunned to compress it in the center of the defensive light curtain, and he didn't want to show his breath like this.

The blood veins roared, turning into countless hideous little beasts in their bodies, almost overwhelming, all rushing towards the pale green aura that gradually encroached.

The moment the two collided, I only felt that my brain was blank, and it was just a short first wave of impact, and the impact of the little beast's brewing beast decomposed it violently, blocking the first wave.

Although he blocked it, he was still devoured by this little beast, and after a while, he finally opened his eyes, but even so, he still did not stop.

Because in the end, he reluctantly found that as long as he began to attack those breaths, they would all passively converge together, and by now, they had turned into the size of mung beans, curled up in the corners of the meridians, although they did not continue to spread, but they would not disappear in a short time.

Feng Qingyang knew that he was barely gaining the upper hand now, and if he faced off with the enemy, they would definitely explode in an instant, and at the moment of the outbreak, he would suffer heavy losses.

The next shock was brewing, but it gave up in an instant, because at this time, a powerful force, far beyond the ancient aura of the middle stage of countless demon kings, appeared.

Even if he was in the second heaviest prison of the thirty-six caves deep in the earth, he still felt it, raised his head, looked at the hazy sky, and Feng Qing's eyebrows rose instantly.

He didn't know what was happening, but it didn't mean that others didn't know, at this moment, the entire land within a radius of thousands of miles in the thirty-six caves was in chaos, and even the snake girl beside him with her naked upper body trembled slightly.

In the entire wasteland of exile, all the demon clans, whether they were on the ground or underground, looked up at the sky one after another, their faces were pale, and even those who were weak in cultivation lay directly on the ground, trembling their bodies, looking at the sky in fear.

At the same moment, in the thirty-six inner caves, all the cave masters opened their eyes almost at the same time, and even the white rhino cave master, who was firmly in the first place, was the first to open those terrifying eyes.

As for the outside world, the person who was originally looking for near the thirty-sixth cave stopped in an instant, looking at the sky reverently, and the leader of the capital showed a look of worship in his eyes.

"True Spirit!" all spoke in unison, and the white people behind them were shocked, and they all knelt on the ground, looking at the sky, the demon race was clearly hierarchical, not like the human race.

In the wasteland of exile, there is this unified name - true spirits, they are of no race, maybe human, maybe demons, or maybe demons.

But it is undeniable that all the monks who have obtained the title of True Spirit are the objects of worship and worship in the four great cities here, and in terms of cultivation, they are as high as the Demon King or the peak of the Transformation Dao Realm.

In terms of realm, they are all the kind of super strong people who can purify all sentient beings by one person, and they can be described as the invincible hands of the Holy Venerable, and there are not many such people in the entire demon clan, and they can be counted on ten fingers.

The important thing is that they have all made an incomparably huge contribution to the demon clan, and it is this great contribution that they will be enshrined as true spirits by countless demon clans.

There are five guards in this wasteland of exile, and whenever something big is about to break out here, and countless lives are about to fall, they will have one person.

They patrol the skies over the wasteland Exiles, sometimes for a day, sometimes for two days, and it is because of their dispatch that the bloodshed here is minimized.

But their appearance, the first represents the outbreak of a big event, and the second is unusual, which can trigger their existence, and there is only one possibility, that is, in the wasteland exile, and can threaten their existence.

And these people, rumored to have been true spirits at one time, in the wasteland of exile, there was one, once a true spirit, but after a certain fall into the devil's path, he himself came to the land of exile, threatening to cross everyone here.

Whether it was because he fell into the demon path, or because of something that changed, it is unknown, but the identity of the true spirit is still worshiped by countless people of the demon race, especially in the four major cities of the wasteland exile.

The true spirit is a title, but also a supreme glory!

On the sky, there is a compass that rotates and flies slowly, the compass is not big, but it exudes a kind of air that covers the sky and the sun all the time, and there is a person on the compass.

He couldn't see his face clearly, he seemed to be wearing a mask, and he was wearing a simple Taoist robe, judging from the clothing, the true spirit who came at this time was a human monk.