Bloodline Rebirth Lu Ming

A large living person turned into coke in an instant, this scene is really terrifying.

When the other stone pickers saw it, they were so frightened that they couldn't stop shaking.

But those Shifang Sword Sect disciples looked very calm, even indifferent.

"Mark the place you just walked through."

Among the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, a young man with slightly dark skin and a grim complexion ordered.

This ruthless young man is Zheng Qian, the senior brother Zheng mentioned by the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.

He didn't even look at those stone pickers. In his eyes, these stone pickers were just ants and tools to be used.

His gaze was fixed on the extinct volcano in front of him, it was very hot.

"According to the records left by our ancestors, that's right here. I must get the fire spirit milk. As long as I get the fire spirit milk, my physical body will definitely be able to cultivate to the second rank. In that way, my strength will increase greatly. I will definitely get it. Able to win ten consecutive victories on the bronze platform and be on the bronze list."

"Not only breaking through the second-grade physical body, but also going to a higher level. 300 years ago, the ancestors obtained the fire spirit milk here. Now that 300 years have passed, the amount of fire spirit milk must have accumulated a lot. If there is enough It is not completely impossible to break through the third-grade body, haha, in that way, how far can my combat power be improved?"

Zheng Qian thought frantically in his heart.

"Yes, Brother Zheng!"

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect responded, and then threw out balls of white powder, sprinkled on the place where the big man walked just now, forming a safe route.

"Now, you, go to explore the way."

The disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect pointed to a young man in his 20s.

The young man's face turned pale immediately, his face was full of despair, and he sweated profusely, and he shouted: "I beg you, please let me go, I beg you."

"A Hai, young heroes, I beg you to let Ah Hai go and let me replace him. He is still young!"

An old man with gray hair came out, knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed.

"Grandpa, don't, you can't go!"

cried the young man.

"Let me come, let me come, please let Ah Hai go, he is still young!"

The old man seemed not to have heard the young man's words, and continued to kowtow.

"Oh? What a pair of affectionate grandparents, okay, I will let you off the hook, old man, go find the way!"

A disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect with a snub nose waved his hand.

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't go."

The young man burst into tears and shouted loudly.

"Ah Hai, it doesn't matter when grandpa is getting old, but you must live on."

The old man told the young man, and then walked forward without turning his head.

The young man looked on desperately.

200 meters ahead, the big man walked by, very safe, the old man passed smoothly.

Coming here, the old man carefully avoided the place where the magma was sprayed before, and continued to move forward.

But before walking 100 meters, when the old man stepped on it, the ground suddenly cracked, and the old man fell directly.

Immediately, there was a shrill scream, and after a few breaths, there was no sound.

"grandfather!"

The young man let out a desperate roar.

The other stone pickers panicked and turned pale.

"make a mark!"

Zheng Gan continued to give orders.

Swish!Swish!

A cloud of white powder was thrown out, marking the safe way, and the dangerous place was also marked.

"You, it's your turn, go up!"

The snub-nosed disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect pointed to the young man before him.

The young man's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Just now, my grandfather has already replaced me, why do you still ask me to go?"

"Replace you? I never said that he was going to replace you. He asked to go first. Of course I want to satisfy him. Now it's your turn."

The snub-nosed disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect said coldly, with a playful look on his face.

The other Shifang Sword Sect disciples all looked on indifferently.

"No, no, you can't do this, you can't do this, I won't go, I won't go."

The young man kept shaking his head and hissed.

The other stone pickers were silent, not daring to say a word, for fear of being noticed by the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect.

"Don't go?"

The snub-nosed disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect turned cold, and said with a smirk, "You don't want to go, right? If you don't, I'll send you on your way now to accompany your damn grandpa."

With a wave of the sword, cold murderous intent enveloped the young man's body.

Frightened eyes appeared in the young man's eyes, and he finally moved forward trembling.

When the young man walked forward tens of meters, he suddenly fled frantically to one side.

"Want to escape, seek death!"

The snub-nosed disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted loudly, exhaled loudly, held the sword in both hands, and slashed at the fleeing young man.

call out!

A burst of sword energy burst out, spanning a distance of tens of meters in an instant, cutting the fleeing youth in half.

"I said before, if you go to explore the way obediently, you still have a chance to survive. If you want to escape, you can only die."

The snub-nosed disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect sneered, then pointed again, and said, "You, go find the way."

The person who was pointed out walked out in despair and moved forward tremblingly, hoping that they would be lucky enough to make it to the end.

But the result is still death.

In this way, one by one picked up rocks and went forward to explore the way, and one by one died in the flames of magma.

But safe routes are slowly being explored.

The closer it is to an extinct volcano, the more dangerous it is, and the more unstable the ground is.

More than 30 stone pickers died in a blink of an eye.

At this time, there were still about [-] meters away from the extinct volcano.

A few more people were called to investigate, and finally, a complete and safe road appeared.

"Young heroes, can we go?"

There were more than ten stone pickers left, someone asked in a low voice.

"Go? Where are you going? The news here must not be leaked."

Zheng Gan, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

"What? What do you mean?"

The stone picker's expression changed drastically.

"What do you mean? You are all going to die!"

The flat-nosed Shifang Sword Sect disciple grinned.

"No, no, you said you would let us go as long as you find a safe way. You can't do that. You are disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, so you have to keep your word."

"Please!"

"No, I don't want to die, I curse you, not to die!"

The dozen or so stone pickers had already given birth to hope, but now they looked desperate and yelled frantically.

"Curse us? You also know that we are disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect, who dares to kill us."

The flat-nosed Shifang Sword Sect disciple sneered.

"Huh? There's a person over there, walking this way."

Suddenly a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect called out.

The rest couldn't help but look over there.

At the rear right, a young figure is walking towards this side step by step.

This figure was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure and a handsome face, but his eyes now were extremely cold, frighteningly cold.

This young man is naturally Lu Ming.

(End of this chapter)