Record of Chaos

　　To talk about the hatred of Cangsuoren, he is more than that of the young and energetic young priest Hongsuji. But he knew what to do if he wanted to destroy a tribe, instead of driving a tribe of tens of thousands of people into desperation like Hongjin, forcing the other party to have to drag himself into the water.

　　 The best way to destroy the Cangsao tribe is to eliminate the patriarch Moog and the elites around him at once, leaving most of the others a way to survive.

　　 As long as Moog is dead, although Cangshou people still have tens of thousands of tribes, these tribes will inevitably fall apart, and there will be many hills, and no one will be able to twist them into a rope. Many people will rush to the Redthorn, and eventually they will be gradually swallowed by the Redthorn tribe. This process may take a lot of time, but it is too safe.

　　 As for the feud brought about by the death of the patriarch, he can completely explain it as an accident caused by the formation mechanism left by Hongsuji. All the Redthorns, including him, have been withdrawn from Zhuyang Gorge in front of the Cangsaoren, and they have all cleared their suspicions. And this rockfall formation was indeed set up by Hirosuji.

　　 Cangshouren wanted to vent his anger, he could hand over the headless body of Hongjin as much as he could, and whip the corpse to vent their anger. Anyway, under the oppression of the beast tide, it would be a high probability event for the remaining Cangshou people to defect to the Redthorn tribe.

　　 Shaking blood is like a rock, lying quietly on the edge of the cliff, watching the movement of the straw men in the canyon. The only thing he had to make sure was that Moog had entered the range of falling rocks and could not escape. In this way he can activate the formation. If Moog did not die, this would fail too unjustly.

　　The opportunity came just as he thought. The queen team led by Moog has reached the middle section of the entire Zhuyang Gorge, which is also the middle section covered by the rockfall area. Assuming that the boulder collapsed under this series of explosions, even though Moog had the power of the Seven-Colored Consummation of the Void Pill, it would definitely not have time to escape.

　　 He didn't hesitate anymore. Under the urge of a thought, a ray of energy and blood was injected into the eye-like formation of the traction stone in his hand.

　　 He doesn't have the power of eye formation like a goblin, and he can't see the change of the spiritual line in the air. But he will be able to hear a series of loud explosions, countless boulders crashing down almost completely filling the spectacular sight of the entire canyon, and will also witness the beginning of the complete demise of the Cangsuo tribe.

　　 Even though he was as calm and steady as him, his palms were sweaty at this moment.

　　 But everything he expected did not happen. After the power of his blood was input to the towing stone, it was like a mud cow entering the sea without any reaction. The world is still silent like a dream.

　　 His face changed slightly, and he tried to excite the traction stone several times with the force of blood and energy, but the stone did not respond. A gust of snow wind whizzed through the valley, as if laughing at his embarrassment and stupidity. Sure enough, the sky is immortal?

　　 Although he was extremely unwilling to shake the blood, he was helpless. Now he has only one person, and he is absolutely unable to assassinate Moog among ten thousand people.

　　 After thinking about it, he thought that it was only possible that the young priest Hongjin was not good at the formation, and made some kind of mistake when setting up the formation. A god-given opportunity, so inexplicably missed. He really wanted to resurrect the clever and stupid fellow Hong Jin and then to pieces.

　　 What he didn't know was that the towing stones that were hidden under the snow and connected to the thunder and fire beads were all found along the line of inspiration one by one, and they were groped away with the sheep. Since Longmu is a valuable formation treasure, then these traction stones must be too. Of course he will not let it go.

　　Without the traction stone, the thunder fire beads in the stone cracks will no longer be able to detonate, and they can only gradually pass away under the force of nature.

He finally swallowed this breath, and no longer watched his archenemy Moog pass through Zhuyang Gorge, but dealt with the two corpses on the mountain, and then jumped, the strong body merged into the background of the dark mountains , Disappeared. The long night finally passed, and the east was just dawning.

　　……

　　 Lian Ling stood on the bow, Huang Lu and the nineteenth were around her. She unfolded her divine consciousness and roughly inspected the situation ahead. Even if only the divine sense came out, she felt the same violent burning pain as she stretched her hand onto a red iron plate.

　　 The place where water and fire meet in Nanming is a layer of rock as thin as an eggshell. Because the lava is cooled and solidified by the seawater, it is continuously destroyed and recondensed by the explosion of water and fire. It is in a turbulent and permanent cycle.

　　 The sky was covered with thick black clouds, without a trace of sunlight. But the dark clouds are full of continuous lightning and never-ending thunder. It's as if there is no sequence of day and night here, but will be staggered countless times in an instant.

　　 The sea is like a boiling pot of oil, with water on one side and oil on the other, and the furious explosion never ends. The hot sea water, the thick smoke erupting from the bottom of the sea, splashed in the air like a storm.

　　 Piles of fiery red lava were ejected from the bottom of the sea, and then fell like a meteor with a long black tail.

　　 A light blue barrier appeared around Lingfan Fengzhou, exuding icy air, blocking the hot heat wave. As for the intrusion of foreign objects such as splashing sea water or lava, it is blocked by the pure sun wall.

　　 But even so, the protective array has been hit by heat waves from time to time, and it has dimmed a lot. It seems that there is the possibility of collapse at any time in the precarious situation.

　　 Without the protection of flying boats, even Lingling’s golden core body and the recovery power of Aoki Changsheng Gong would not last long on this weird sea.

　　" Ascend three hundred feet, turn the rudder left, head southeast, full speed.

　　 "One thousand seven hundred pure Yang Pills and fifty Profound Yin Pills."

　　Lianling is a concise order. Huang Lu sat in the main position of the formation, and with the power of her eyes, began to adjust the formation on the windboat. The two eyes of the wind began to speed up, and the strong wind swelled, blowing the entire wind boat upwards, and adjusted the direction of the whole boat with the slight difference in the left and right wind eyes.

　　 Raise the ship, away from the boiling sea, to avoid splashing waves and lava bombardment, and save a lot of pill that drives the big ship’s defense circle.

　　 On the nineteenth, the corresponding amount of pill was counted from the immortal lotus, like adding firewood, directly into a large bronze cauldron in the center of the ship. The power of the huge aura suddenly surged out of the cauldron, and scattered away, and the blue aura protection enchantment around the windboat was solidified a lot.

　　 After traveling for more than ten days, the sea surface has become a lot quieter, but there is no more seawater at this time, but pure lava.

　　 The sky was pitch black, and there was no more lightning. The blazing heat waves are going up vertically, and the wind boat can levitate over the sea almost without using the force of wind to escape.

　　Although the sky is pure black, their boat is as bright as the daytime, but the light is golden, shining everyone like a gilt Buddha statue.

　　 This is because the golden sea below extends as far as the eye can see, like a pool of molten gold.

　　 Although the heat waves on the golden sea are rolling and the picture is distorted and changing, the surface is calm as the lake surface in the breeze in midsummer, but there are waves from time to time. As if you can easily pick up a handful of bright golden water.

　　 Lian Ling held a compass, checking it from time to time to guide Huang Lu to control the direction of the ship.

　　 Apart from the different colors, the sea surface and the real sea are almost the same. No matter where the ship goes, it is almost exactly the same. The movement of the sun and the moon in the sky is obscured, and there are no stars for reference~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If there is no such compass to point out the direction, they will definitely be lost in this boundless South Underworld.

　　 The compass in her hand is actually a blood-seeking plate commonly used by Shu people. There were blood stains of withered wood on it, and the pointer always pointed to the direction of withered wood.

　　 The royal elder of the Kinobe was originally hiding in a dense forest in the extreme south, but he was attacked by a killer sent by Rong Qianzi again. He fled all the way to the sea of ​​flames in Nanming before getting rid of the pursuit.

Before 　　 escaped, he left a blood-seeking compass in a very hidden place in the jungle where he originally hid, and informed Lian Ling of the correct location through the sound transmission. Because of this, Lian Ling was able to find his whereabouts through the blood search tray.

　　 This is an oddity. Unless it is the weird creatures that exist in Nan Ming, it is impossible for external creatures to survive in Nan Ming for too long. Even Lingyou Lingfan Feizhou also needs to continuously put in medicine. Once the pill is exhausted, it will also wipe out people and boats.

　　 But it has been a full year since Withered Wood Rong entered Nanming, and the finger of the blood seeking disc in Ling's hand still pointed firmly to the south. This shows that he actually stayed in the fire of Nanming for more than a year and has not died?

　　 "That's it!" Lingfan Fengzhou hovered at a height of only one foot from the sea, slowly flying a large circle, Lian Ling finally determined the position and pointed his finger at a sea surface. There is nothing special here, only a bright golden water.

　　 But the sea water is not real sea water, but because of the extremely high temperature, it becomes like sea water, glowing intensely and constantly tumbling and bubbling lava.

　　 "Here?" Huang Lu was taken aback, not knowing how to control the direction. Is it impossible to fly directly into the lava? Lian Ling's next words made her gasp: "Three hundred Profound Yin Pills. It sinks a thousand feet!"