"interesting!"
At the same time, in the lava and mud on the seabed, Yang Ji looked up and saw this scene. His eyes lit up, and he lurked on the seabed, quickly chasing the voodoo cultist.
In the lava world, there are burning flames everywhere, and the poisonous mist and black smoke fill the void. In this case, the vision will be greatly affected.
Yang Jiwei hovered behind this voodoo master and followed him quietly.
"It looks like he's going to retreat. It's not the direction I came from, but another exit. It seems my idea is right. There is actually a second teleportation channel here."
Yang Ji murmured in his heart.
The lava world is extremely far away from the main world where the Han Dynasty is located. In such an alien space on the edge, it would be great if Tu Su Renxiong could find a teleportation scripture painting handed down from ancient times. I didn't expect that there was a second one!
In a distant alien space, two transmission channels actually appeared at the same time.
"I wonder where their transmission channel is? If they can't be stopped, they must not be allowed to leave from here."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
The martial arts master on the magma sea had a weak aura, and it was obvious at a glance that he was seriously injured. In this case, he suddenly left the battlefield, and his most likely move was to pass through the teleportation channel and return to where he came from.
Yang Ji knew that as long as he followed him, he would definitely be able to find the transmission channel where this group of people came in. (To be continued.) h211
Chapter completed!