After flying for about a few hours, the sky gradually became darker, and Qincheng finally arrived on the flaming land.

The scene here is quite strange. There are countless cracks on the ground, and fires gush out from below, occasionally bursting into the sky.

The ground was burning so hot, and when you step on it, your feet felt hot.

In such a place, there is naturally no vegetation to survive. Apart from some rolling hills and huge rocks, it is almost bare and has no shade.

The area of ​​the Land of Fire is also quite large. Qincheng has been flying for a long time, but the warriors have not encountered many, and he feels that he always seems to be spinning around the same area.

With a light exclamation, Qin Cheng stopped and looked around. Qin Cheng simply closed his eyes and flew freely.

Since the opportunity here is achieved and depends on the different secrets of each person, it is definitely wrong to rely on your eyes to find the treasure land.

After flying with intuition for several hours, the sky was completely dark, and Qin Cheng seemed to feel something and stopped.

“It’s here.”

Looking at the towering palace on a hill a few hundred meters away, Qin Cheng's thoughts were slightly moved.

This is a group of palaces built on fire. The tall mountains are connected into pieces, reflecting the fiery red color of the surrounding flames, making them mysterious and weird.

Then Qin City dispersed its spiritual senses and swept around, and found that many warriors had stopped here at this time, obviously all of whom were attracted by the palace.

However, most warriors have the same intention as Qin Cheng, using various means to cover up their aura and hide their identities.

When he felt the detection of Qincheng, some people were unmoved, while others snorted coldly and fought back with their spiritual sense.

Suddenly, Qin Cheng felt his soul cold, as if he was pricked. He withdrew his spiritual sense and looked in the opposite direction.

Just as his spiritual sense swept past, a cold aura released from it almost made his spiritual sense almost frozen.

Qin Cheng's eyes fell on a young man in black, and the man also looked up and looked at him provocatively.

"This guy is a master." Qin Cheng said in his heart.

As the number of warriors continued to increase, for a moment, various spiritual senses in this area were sweeping randomly. Everyone was secretly judging the strength level of others when they were waiting for the palace to open.

Many of them were not strong enough and made a muffled groan, obviously because they were plotted against by the cold figure.

Qin Cheng speculated that there might be people among these people who they know, but in the current situation, we cannot tell the enemy and us, and no one will show up on his own initiative.

"Hmph, a group of people with their heads and tails do not even have the confidence to reveal their identity. It seems that the treasures here are destined to be my Yan Tuo."

And at this moment, a figure flew from the distance. He was tall and powerful. As soon as he landed here, seeing that everyone was hiding his traces, he couldn't help but sneer.

"Yan Tuo, the fourth holy son of the Taoist sect."

Qin Cheng's heart moved slightly and looked at the man. But it was arrogant enough to dare to show up like this. Wouldn't he be afraid of being targeted by others in the palace?

Is this person really proud or mysterious?

Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes.

Not long after Yan Tuo arrived, the hill suddenly vibrated violently, and the treasure light outside the palace flashed, and the protection formation faintly showed a tendency to disappear.

Everyone was nervous and eager to try.

Just wait for the formation to completely dissipate and will rush into it.

"Bang!"

During a violent tremor, the palace shield suddenly cracked, and the warriors who were already ready to go flew into it like arrows from a string.

And the fastest among them are Yan Tuo and the young man with cold spiritual consciousness.

"court death!"


Chapter completed!