Han Ming looked at the miserable hell-like scene in the distance with joy, and secretly sighed to himself about his luck.
This mist came just in time, otherwise, he really didn't know how to deal with that large number of people.
The mist moved all the way south, shrouding the entire city.
Han Ming looked around and saw that the mist was covering the sky and the sun, and he couldn't see the end to either side. He didn't know when it would clear up.
He did not dare to wait here, lest the enemies in the city behind catch up, so he walked far north along the edge of the mist.
After walking for about half a day, the sky gradually became darker, but the mist still had no end in sight.
Han Ming sighed that the mist was so huge that it was really unimaginable.
If this thing directly blows up the wild storm and reaches the human world, what kind of disaster will it be.
Sit on the ground, take out the food and eat slowly.
Han Ming thought in his mind.
There are only three months left until two years have passed. Time is getting increasingly urgent.
I looked at the tracking mark that traced the Xuantian Ice Silkworm again, but it still hadn't disappeared.
The intensity of this mark was exactly the same as when he saw the Xuantian Ice Silkworm's pupa, and it had not weakened at all.
Logically speaking, after wasting such a long time, the mark of Xuantian Ice Silkworm should have disappeared. I think it may be related to its pupation.
Perhaps by the time it emerges from the pupa, the mark will have completely disappeared. Then it will be even more difficult for me to look for it.
After walking along the mist for half a night, I finally saw the end of the mist.
Han Ming was overjoyed and waited quietly for the mist to completely pass in front of him before he continued walking towards the west.
Perhaps it was because I had deviated quite far from the original route in the past two days. I walked west continuously for another day and night, but I never saw any city again.
Han Ming gradually felt relieved. In the distance where the sky and the earth met, he could already faintly see a fiery red color, even half of the sky was reflected in red.
"That should be the legendary Wild Fire Hell."
Han Ming's confidence doubled and he rushed towards the fiery red land day and night without stopping.
Finally, three days later, Han Ming could vaguely see a large burning mountain.
Unfortunately, he also discovered at the same time that a large team of nearly a thousand people was coming from the south.
"Yeah! You're so clingy!"
Han Ming cursed secretly and quickly accelerated towards the Wild Fire Hell.
Someone in the group of people saw from a distance a small figure with a glowing red light above his head, advancing rapidly.
"It's that kid! We've found him! Everyone, chase him!"
When the crowd heard this, they were excited.
Let’s not talk about the large bounty promised by the city lord for catching this kid.
The reward from the Desert Snake Tribe alone is enough to drive most people crazy.
With the huge temptation of profit before them, they have forgotten the terror of Han Ming, the gap in strength between themselves and Han Ming, and even forgotten how so many people will divide this benefit after they really catch Han Ming.
.Throw all thoughts behind you and chase after you at all costs.
At the very back of the crowd, a hunched black figure slowly lifted off the windbreaker hat covering his head. On his old face, which was as dry as tree bark, a pair of eyes shone fiercely.
"This guy finally showed up, but it's hard for me to find him." After saying that, the figure quickly separated from the crowd and moved rapidly in the direction of Han Ming.
"There is no Enchantress to stop you this time, let me see where you are going to run!"
And this person turned out to be the old man in black, named Feng, who Han Ming had offended at the mercenary auction house.
Han Ming felt a sharp gaze locking on him from a distance. He turned around and was shocked.
"Why is this damn old ghost still looking for me!?"
"Han Er! Where are you running! Give back my child's life!"
When Han Ming heard the sound, he trembled with fright. He looked in the opposite direction and saw a burly figure in the distance running towards him quickly. It was none other than Mo Tianqi, whose son and daughter had been killed by the enchantress.
"Haha! Boy named Han, you will never escape my grasp this time."
When Han Ming heard another figure coming from behind him, his brain went numb.
It was the middle-aged man named Huo who had intercepted and killed him with the old man named Feng. Behind him, there was another tall figure, who was the first city lord whose son he killed.
"I'll go! No, how did this group of people find me? How come they all gathered at once?"
Han Ming only felt a cold breath rushing from the soles of his feet to his scalp.
It was already difficult for him to deal with a strong fighting spirit alone. Although the demon spirit was a high-end guy, his low strength also deeply affected her performance.
Now there were four fighting spirits chasing him, and he had no chance of winning. He would even be torn to pieces as soon as he faced them.
Enemies came from three directions at the same time, and in the end there was only one road left leading to the wild hellfire.
"run!"
Han Ming gritted his teeth, roared, and instantly concentrated all his strength on his legs, rushing toward the Wild Fire Hell in a puff of smoke.
The three forces formed a triangle and gathered towards Han Ming from three different directions, while Han Ming was like a sharp sword, thrust straight out from the center.
"Wild Fire Hell, here I come!"
When the three forces were about to surround Han Ming, Han Ming made a leap and rushed directly into the legendary Savage Hell.
A wave of heat rushed towards me.
This temperature is several times higher than that of the wild desert.
"Demon soul! Quick! Untie my core quickly!"
When the demon soul heard this, she shook her head slightly. She looked coldly at Han Ming's core inside Han Ming's body, but refused to relax at all.
"Don't think you can take advantage of it. I will never let go of this core!"
Han Ming was furious when he heard this. He had already stepped into the scorched earth that was burning with flames. There was no place that was not burning as far as he could see. The air he breathed into his lungs also changed its oxygen content due to the burning of the flames.
Extremely low.
Without taking a breath, he felt as if his lungs were about to explode.
His hair, clothes, and shoes all began to burn.
Without fighting spirit to protect the body, and without magic shield to support him, he will be burned to death in this barbaric hell fire sooner or later if he keeps going like this.
The group of people chasing behind them had already approached the edge of the Wild Fire Hell. Seeing Han Ming's figure disappear in the raging fire, they all exuded fighting spirit to protect their bodies, while the magician used his own protection.
The magic of the body includes water shields, earth armors, and a few large strange black leaves that wrap their bodies. There are even some fire warriors and magicians who don't even need to protect their bodies. They all bear the heat wave one by one.
Rushed into the sea of fire.
A small group of less powerful people stood on the edge of the Wild Fire Hell and hesitated for a few times. A few tentatively gritted their teeth and rushed in, but because they couldn't bear the high temperature, they quickly fled back.
.Finally, looking at the wild inferno, I could only sigh with excitement, but I couldn't bear to leave. They all sat on the ground and waited at the junction of the two dangerous areas.
"Ahem... cough... Enchantress, you... please loosen my inner core quickly, even a little bit. Without the protection of the ice shield, I will be burned alive by the fire sooner or later. I will see what you do by then.
manage!"
Han Ming was really angry. He originally thought that he could absorb a beast soul and use it for his own use, but unexpectedly, the core was not the core of a beast soul at all, but a higher-level demon soul. If you look at it this way, it is not a beast soul.
A good thing.
But things are often unexpected. Not only does this demon soul have its own consciousness, but it also tightly binds his core, absorbing his magic power every moment. He can't even use his own magic.
All the strength of the body was taken away.
When the demon soul heard what Han Ming said, it lowered its head and thought for a moment, then flew out of Han Ming's body, floating in the air and looking at the burning condition on its body. Knowing that what Han Ming said was true, it reluctantly nodded.
.
The demon soul flew back into Han Ming's body and loosened the silver thread that bound Han Ming's core.
The core, which had been tightly bound, got a little loose and began to move slowly.
The energy vortex around the core also began to operate immediately, transferring the magical energy that Han Ming had been absorbing into the core, and then dispersed from the core to Han Ming's body.
Han Ming's body trembled slightly: "Yes! I feel the magic power!"
Feeling the magic power, Han Ming did not dare to be at fault and quickly covered himself with a layer of ice shield, and the flames burning on his body were finally extinguished.
The strong high temperature burned the ice shield outside Han Ming's body, and the surface of the ice shield melted very slowly, and water dripped continuously. Han Ming had no choice but to continuously strengthen the energy of the magic shield.
"This damn place is so terrifying. Not to mention hunting monsters here, if you want to survive, you have to consume your magic power all the time." Han Ming was walking through the wild fire hell, in front of his eyes.
The sheet of flames came towards me and were quickly left behind.
Trees of unknown species are also burning continuously, which is very strange. This wild fire hell has existed for thousands of years. It is impossible for plants to grow in such a state. It seems that these
It's really weird that the trees have been burning for thousands of years and haven't completely turned into ashes.
What he didn't know was that some special plants actually grew more easily in this intense fire.
For example, the place where the flame grass he needs can grow most easily is in this wild fire hell, and the flame grass that was previously found growing on the top of the cave in the Tantric Gate can be said to be extremely rare. Regardless of its genus.
Xing, as well as the purity of energy, are far inferior to the fire-type plants growing locally in this wild hell.
Ao!!
A harsh roar came from the distance beside Han Ming.
Han Ming turned around and saw a lion with blazing flames dodging towards him from the chaotic vegetation.
"Fourth Stage Magical Beast, Ash Lion!"
Han Ming's eyes flashed. He took out the Qinghong Sword he carried with him and endured the pain, making a large gash on his arm.
Blood flowed down the arm and onto the sword, and the sword began to buzz and emit a dazzling red light.
"go!"
Han Ming shouted low and swung his long sword towards the Ash Lion, and a huge red crescent moon flew towards him.
When the Ash Lion saw the red light, it roared and spit out a medium-sized fireball as big as a human head from its mouth. It collided with the red light and made a violent explosion.
But the lion obviously underestimated the power of the red light. Before the explosion was over, the red light rushed out from the fire in front of him. The lion quickly stretched out its head, opened its big mouth, and bit the red light with its sharp teeth.
together.
The lion collided directly with the red light and was thrown away.
"Help me!"
Han Ming asked the demon soul for help.
The demon soul glanced at Han Ming slightly and said: "Don't think of treating me like a servant. If your life is not in danger, I will never take action. If you can handle this lion by yourself, you should do it yourself."
Han Ming stamped his feet fiercely and hurriedly ran towards the lion who had just regained its balance.
If he is willing to bleed more and spend more time, he can barely kill these fourth-level monsters. After all, the intelligence of monsters is not as good as humans. Fourth-level monsters are easy to deal with, but fourth-level people,
It would be even more difficult to kill him.
Moreover, he couldn't afford to waste time now. Although he could no longer see the pursuers behind him, he knew that he was able to temporarily throw those people away just because there were flames everywhere and the visibility was extremely low. But that didn't mean that
These people are no longer chasing me. If I waste some more time, those people will definitely be able to find me again.
Han Ming frequently cut wounds on his body, stained the Green Rainbow Sword with blood and swung it towards the Ash Lion. Although the wounds he had just opened were protected by ice shields, they could only prevent him from being directly exposed to the flames.
Although he was injured, the temperature could not be completely lowered. This also resulted in that the blood from the wound he had just cut was quickly evaporated before it flowed out. He had to cut a new wound on his body.dd