Between the mountain ranges, numerous volcanoes had been spurting out raging flames. Lava replaced the rivers, flooding in the valleys between the mountains.
Large numbers of valleys were located on the highlands between the volcanoes. Houses built from black rocks stood between the valleys, connected by rugged mountain paths.
Yu Mu carried a large iron pot on his head and leaped down from a volcano while howling. He was fat, and when he leaped and ran, he looked like a giant meatball. His muscles and skin bumped against each other and let out a series of popping noises. Every step he took, a series of popping noises would be generated. This scene could even be described as a marvelous one.
Tens of tall and muscular local people held all kinds of weapons, cursing loudly in anger while chasing closely behind Yu Mu. However, Yu Mu seemed to be fat, but he was not slow at all. No matter how loudly these local people yelled, they couldn't catch up with him.
All of a sudden, a sturdy local man raised an iron pipe held in his hand. On the six-feet-long, fist-thick iron pipe, hundreds of red spell symbols flashed across. Next, a stream of fiery light spurted out of the iron pipe, from which, three foot-long sharp spears darted out, fiercely towards Yu Mu's heart from the back.
"Oh my, so cruel!" Yu Mu gave a shrill shout while the iron pot above his head suddenly flew up. Countless spell symbols sparkled on the black pot, shielding Yu Mu behind him like a turtle shell. The three short spears fiercely hit the iron pot. With a loud bang, the short spears exploded.
A dazzling fiery light covered the area with a radius of around a mile. Yu Mu's chubby body was sent flying into the air, along with a strong smell of smoke and fire. He flew across the immeasurably deep valley between two volcanoes and thudded heavily on the opposite mountain.
"Come and chase me if you dare!" Yu Mu nimbly leaped up from the ground, turned around, pointed at the local people on the opposite side of the valley, and yelled provocatively. From time to time, he twisted his body and slapped his own butt, or moved his lower body towards the local people on the opposite side of the valley. All kinds of dirty movements emerged one after another.
Although Yu Mu hadn't learned the local language of this world, his insulting actions were obvious to anyone with a pair of eyes.
The group of sturdy local men yelled out in anger. Abruptly, one of them raised the iron pipe held in his hand and released a stream of fire. A fist-sized red pellet darted up into the air, a hundred miles high from the ground, then exploded.
A ball of flame with a radius of thousands of feet blossomed in the sky, like a beautiful flower blooming.
In the vicinity of the hundreds of volcanoes of different sizes, countless natives swarmed out from the valleys, rushing towards this place along the rugged and precipitous mountain paths. Standing in Yu Mu's direction, as far as his eyes could reach, he could only see yelling barbarians.
"Oh my god, so scary!" A cold and fierce light flashed across Yu Mu's eyes. A wisp of dark mist coiled around his left hand, preparing to release some magic poison to teach these local people a lesson. But all of a sudden, a few high-pitched howls could be heard, along with which, three terrifyingly strong streams of power surged over from a distance away.
Yu Mu turned around and walked away without saying a word. Then, he saw three thirty-meters-tall, enormous silhouettes, which were wrapped in raging flames and had lava dripping down from their bodies, rising into the sky from a volcano crater in the distance. They flew towards Yu Mu along with a terrifying heat wave.
Holy spirits descended from the sky. The three powerful holy spirits locked on Yu Mu simultaneously, roared in rage, and chased after Yu Mu.
From all directions, countless local people raised their weapons and cheered out loud, chasing after Yu Mu as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Yu Mu was like a piece of meat that emitted an alluring aroma, being chased by countless hounds.
Yu Mu gasped quickly while running with big steps.
Because of the suppression of this world, Yu Mu couldn't fly, but his strong physical condition was still unharmed. In this mountain area, he leaped around like a fat flea, running at a high speed.
Those local people who had encircled Yu Mu couldn't do anything to him. Yu Mu was able to jump between two mountains, but to those ordinary local people, these mountains were like natural chasms. Except for a few powerful ones, no one could ever catch up with Yu Mu.
The three holy spirits flew in the sky, constantly opening their mouths and letting out streams of fire to attack Yu Mu. However, the large black pot floating above Yu Mu's head had a great defensive power. No matter how hard the fire struck, the pot's temperature only rose slightly, and the fire released by the holy spirits didn't even burn a hair of Yu Mu.
Yu Mu screamed and rushed all the way. After a big half an hour, he had lured the three holy spirits to over a thousand miles away. As for those ordinary local warriors, they had long disappeared from his sight.
The three holy spirits angrily pointed at Yu Mu and cursed him. They didn't even notice that they had already been lured out of the mountain area and came to a hilly area. Neither did they notice that in the hilly area, a simple blood-offering magic formation had been emitting a dense scent of blood.
Candle Dragon Yan stood beside the blood-offering magic formation, looking at the three holy spirits, who had just descended from the sky, with a weird and vicious grin on his face. He said, "Don't underestimate our Candle Dragon Clan's warriors. More or less, we know some secret spells. Although we're not as good as the two disciples of our Great Elder, we're not weak either! "
While laughing, Candle Dragon Yan pulled out a black jade machete, fiercely chopped off one of his legs and threw it into the blood-offering magic formation.
A series of thunderbolts flashed in the sky while dark clouds of thunder roared over from all directions. Within the dark clouds, a water-tank-thick thunderbolt struck towards Candle Dragon Yan.
"Break for me!" Candle Dragon Yan stood beside his brother, chuckling out loud while raising his machete and hacking fiercely, crushing the thunderbolt. Next, he rose into the sky and madly wielded his machete, fighting against the dark clouds of thunder that were growing thicker and thicker.
"Soul Separation Secret Technique … Let our Candle Dragon Tribe's warriors teach you a good lesson. Don't ever play around with these Soul Separation Secret Techniques in front of our Candle Dragon Tribe's warriors!" Candle Dragon Yan laughed evilly in a low voice. He weaved his hands into a Wizard Seal and quickly recited an incantation.
Following a series of cracking noise, three beams of blood-red light dazzled out from the blood-offering magic formation and struck on the bodies of the three holy spirits.
The three holy spirits screamed out together while the fiery light released from their bodies dimmed down. Without saying a word, they turned around and walked straight away. However, once they turned around, Feng Xing leaped out from over ten miles away. The longbow held in his hands released a dazzling beam of light and released three light arrows, crushing the bodies of the three holy spirits.
"Hah, I've spent a couple of days and finally lured these three out from the volcano. Without those volcanoes, their immortal bodies will be easier to deal with!" Yu Mu yelled happily, "These days, we've been troubled by them. Let's go back and see if we can find any treasures!"
Candle Dragon Yan took a deep breath. His chopped leg grew back quickly.
After destroying the blood-offering magic formation quickly, Yu Mu, Feng Xing, Candle Dragon Yan and Candle Dragon Yan laughed out loud towards the sky, then marched towards the volcanic area where those local people lived.
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