"The Law of the Earth!"

He began to condense the magma and wanted to turn it into a piece of land and step on it, but the power of the magma was too powerful and immediately shattered the power of his law.

Yang Hong simply took action directly and began to suppress the magma with his maximum force, but with his magma, the palm power lies across all the magma and connects the volcanic walls.

"Frozen for 30,000 miles!" He turned the Ice Avenue and began to freeze this volcano.

However, the power of the volcano is too powerful, one wave after another, this is the power of nature. With his quasi-Heaven Emperor's magic power, he could not easily suppress it. For a moment, the magma on his body had turned into an iceberg, but there was still a hot magma under his feet.

Yang Hong's palm power penetrated the heavy magma and swept towards the bottom, constantly suppressing the erupting heat wave. His palms were tightly clasped and his body began to rush towards the bottom. He took the opportunity to constantly pick all the fire Ganoderma lucidum, and then put it into the Taiyi Realm.

Yang Hong's magic power turned into a supreme force, suppressing the violent impact of the bottom magma. No matter how fierce it is, there is no way to break through it.

After taking these fire Ganoderma lucidum into Taiyi Realm, Yang Hong felt a little relieved.

Looking at the magma layer below, where there was no end to nothing, he stabilized his breath and dived carefully again. The mana in his body was consuming frantically, all of which were consumed on the chaotic armor, allowing the magma to continuously impact the armor.

Now Yang Hong was sure of something, so he said to himself: "There must be something underneath, otherwise the magma would not be so powerful."

At this time, he was already tens of thousands of places at the bottom of the volcano. He felt the temperature around him getting hotter and hotter. At the same time, the terrifying cold air became stronger and stronger. Yang Hong almost felt that the magic power in his body had reached a terrible limit. The terrifying high temperature had made him feel like he was about to become familiar.

The Chaos Light became weaker and weaker. Yang Hong had reached a limit for so long. He wanted to remove the seal in his body, but he quickly gave up this idea. If he hadn't broken through to the peak of the quasi-emperor, he wouldn't have dived to such a deep place.

But now the rolling magma at the bottom seemed to be endless, and Yang Hong became more anxious, sighing whether he really wanted to retreat.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had remembered something. His whole person stopped in the magma and stopped charging. The majestic magic power in his body began to turn to confrontation to absorption. The power of the flame magma can also be absorbed, and the cold air is also a kind of force. He felt that he could absorb these forces to strengthen himself and strengthen himself.

Just as he absorbed the cold and flames, a faint voice came from the bottom of the volcano: "Who are you? Why do you disturb my retreat? Could it be that you are some quasi-celestial emperor in hell and want to deal with me?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Hong's face changed slightly, and he sighed that there was such a strong man at the bottom of the magma. Such an existence is definitely no less than the quasi-Heaven Emperor. So who is this person? He pondered hard, but he could never think of who it was because he could not recognize it.

retreat!

This is Yang Hong's first reaction.

"Do you want to leave? It's too late." Suddenly, a terrible fluctuation came from the bottom of the magma. Soon a figure rushed out, and the speed was very fast. The magma seemed to not stop him at all.

Yang Hong did not move because he knew that being quiet was better than being moving. Moreover, he didn't know how the situation would develop now.

"Oh, it's a human. I thought it was a man from hell. You are the peak of the quasi-Heaven Emperor. Has humans risen?" This figure appeared in front of Yang Hong. The other party was wearing a dark black robe. The black robe hid his face, which was invisible. An old voice sounded from behind the black robe.

"Senior, I'm trapped in this space. I'm here just to find an exit." Yang Hong quickly explained, and he found that this person was not that simple.

"Young man, this volcano cannot lead to the Yang Realm. The place where this road leads to is hell." said the man in black.

"Senior, I don't know if you can show me a way out."

"Young man, why should I show you the way?"

"Senior, you can't say that."

"I can't say anything. I don't know how many epochs I'm here. Even in hell, no one can order me. What are you?" said the man in black robe.

"Senior, are you relying on your seniority?" Yang Hong said unhappily. He was not a submissive person. This man insulted him was unacceptable.

"Young man, you are so angry. My husband, Douxingjun, has been around since ancient times. At that time, no one spoke to me like you. You are so terrifying."

"Senior, you should have heard that those who insult others are humiliating themselves." Yang Hong replied.

"If a young man says this, it may be useful if he is a powerful person than me. You are just a nonsense." Kuidou Xingjun said.

"Haha, that's right. Strength is the hard truth. Old guy, if you want to fight, let's fight." Yang Hong shouted angrily.

"Yes, big fists are the bottom line. Young man, for the sake of your ability to say these words, I will kill you." As Yang Hong's voice fell, the vicissitudes of the black-robed man's voice slowly sounded from the corner, and accompanied by a terrifying face slowly emerged from the black-robed man.

Yang Hong's pupils shrank, but his heart was filled with shock like storms.

Strong!

A true strong man!

In his eyes, the Kuidou Xingjun looked like a middle-aged man. The other party looked like a yellow Taoist robe wrapped around his body, and even his hair was yellow. His long hair was hanging to his waist, but his ears were pointed and stood up, not like human ears at all. There was a scar on the left eye.

"Kuidouxingjun, a powerful quasi-Heaven Emperor!" Yang Hong concluded.

"Young man, what is your name? You are qualified to be a famous person under my control." Kuidou Xingjun looked tall and above.

"Yang Hong!"

"Yang Hong, this name is indeed good and very high-quality."

From Kuidou Xingjun, the only thing Yang Hong felt was his strength. The other party was not the quasi-heaven emperors he had encountered before, but a real quasi-heaven emperor, even not inferior to Lan Xingyue. However, he didn't know whether this strong man had the will of the emperor. If he had it, his combat power would be extra points.
Chapter completed!