"Boom", with a loud bang, the air waves surged like a storm. Zhaoming seemed to be a piece of thin paper being lifted to the stone wall, just sticking to it, and the air waves kept gushing, as if the mountain pressed down on the top of him and made him breathless.

The rocks were like locusts flying, even Zhaoming's body strength was comparable to that of the treasure, and his mind was confused.

The huge explosion echoed in the cave, and it seemed like a hammering the heart in the dullness, which made many demons digging at a depth of ten thousand meters look panic, not knowing what happened.

After the air waves stopped, Zhaoming, who was covered in bruises, fell from the stone wall like autumn leaves, lay motionless on a piece of rocks and sand, holding his breath and slowly regulating his breath.

It took me so long for a long time to gradually come to my senses. If I hadn't practiced the furnace body refining technique, I would have probably broken into powder at this moment.

Looking at the stone wall with a big hole in front of me, I was puzzled. Why did this place suddenly explode for no reason?

After thinking for a moment, my heart moved, and suddenly thought of something. I immediately spread my palm and mobilized the true energy in my body to condense flames.

At this time, his strength was limited, and all he could mobilize was the power of Yuanhuo. But this was not important. It was important that he felt that he had discovered a way of practicing martial arts that could make his power stronger.

The flames began to circle in his hands, getting faster and faster. Zhaoming was calm and activated the Flame Art to continuously pour the true energy in his body into the vortex in the way he was inside the stone wall.

As the vortex swirled rapidly, the power of the flame began to continuously compress, twice, three times, four times... until ten times that Zhaoming stopped.

After careful observation, the Yuanhuo that was circling rapidly in his hand had a feeling of turning into qi and water. In a vague way, it turned into a liquid of flames, a bit sticky.

Zhaoming used the Flame Art to activate the Yuanhuo Dao pattern to stop the vortex in his hand, turning it into a ball and throwing it out. Then he used his spiritual consciousness to control the Yuanhuo Dao pattern to continue to act until it flew dozens of meters away before the spiritual consciousness contact was cut off.

In an instant, the fireball emitted a dazzling light, even surpassing the surrounding stone walls. Then an explosion sounded, rumbling, one after another. Although it was not as terrifying as the previous explosion, it also exceeded the flame power that Zhaoming used in the past.

So that's it. Zhaoming suddenly realized that when the power of the flame is compressed to a certain level and then explodes at once, it can produce a more powerful destructive power than just burning with the flame.

I didn't want to let any effort go in vain. While thinking about how to deal with it, I kept guiding the flame power under the stone wall to hover in place, causing the flame power inside to gather more and more and continue to concentrate.

After that, he disconnected from the flame powers, causing all the forces to explode instantly, so he exploded the stone wall in this way.

Understanding the reason made Zhaoming ecstatic. He had only the skills to temper his true qi and physical body, but he did not have the so-called magical powers and attacking methods. He had been able to deal with his opponents by burning fire alone.

Now that the use of flames can generate explosive power, it can not only be used to dig the red light flame wave stone, but also give you stronger combat power.

Immediately, I no longer think about how to mine, but began to constantly try my new power to understand.

To activate, condense, circle, release, over and over, for several days, until you can do whatever you want.

After calming down his mind and looking at the gravel all over the ground, Zhaoming suddenly remembered the Taoist vortex he sensed. According to speculation, there should be ore in that place.

I immediately searched carefully and saw the vortex of Taoist patterns among the piles of rocks. I pulled open the gravel on the surface and revealed a cone-shaped stone that was extremely hot, red like a bright pearl, like a small sun.

This stone is very similar to the Red Flame Wave Stone. The difference is that it is even brighter and dazzling. Although there are wave patterns inside, it is black. What is even more surprising is that these black wave patterns seem to be alive, shaking and dancing constantly, as if a red crystal bottle is sealed with black water.

With Zhaoming's knowledge, he naturally couldn't recognize what this was, but his intuition told him that this stone must be extraordinary, and even more precious than the Red Light Flame Stone.

Holding it in his hand, feeling the hot temperature on the stone, and after brushing the dust, Zhaoming put the stone into the gully in his chest.

After his breathing cross-legged, Zhaoming glanced at the surrounding red stone walls again after his body recovered.

There are many Taoist pattern vortexes, but they are much smaller, and they can never compare with the previous one. Zhaoming chose one of them and used the same trick again. He used the Yuanhuo Dao pattern and the Flame Art to mobilize the flame power in the stone wall to circle the pattern vortex continuously.

After feeling that it was similar to before, he used his spiritual sense to control the Yuan Fire Path Pattern to guide the ball of flame power to continue hovering, and he quickly retreated.

After exiting hundreds of meters away, a huge explosion was heard immediately, and a huge hole was blown out of the stone wall.

When the air waves stopped and the flame power dissipated, Zhaoming rushed over and searched among the rocks, and soon gained something.

The red stones and blue ripples are indeed red light flame wave stones. What made Zhaoming a little depressed was that the number of red light flame wave stones found was that there were dozens of red light flame stones, but they were only the size of a thumb. The ports could be connected to each other. This was clearly a large red light flame stone, but it could not withstand the power of the explosion and was directly blown to pieces.

It will break if it breaks, but in short, just be able to get a job.

Zhaoming collected the scattered red light flame wave stones and looked around. The more he went inside, the more vortexes of Taoist patterns. There were quite a few red light flame wave stones above.

However, like the black-patterned vortex before, I was no longer seen. The stone was rarer than the red light flame wave stone, and it was more magical, and it could withstand the power of flame explosion. It was probably a more precious thing.

No one else came here. With the method of digging, the red light flame wave stone will no longer be a problem. The first problem he faced seemed to have been solved, which made Zhaoming smile on his lips.

Thinking that it had been several days since I came down, Zhaoming was not in a hurry to continue mining and decided to return first.

He went deep into the tunnel and had no news to pass it on. Even if he knew that he was a fire-swallowing demon, Shura would probably be extremely worried.

Returning along the original path, the spiritual consciousness dispersed and soon returned to the depths of ten thousand meters. The fight at that place was over, and the demon clan who dug up the mine was lying on the ground, feeling no movement, and it seemed that there was no breath.

The Black Panther Demon continued to mine with his true energy not far away. Although he was a little embarrassed, it was not difficult to see from his eyebrows that he was extremely happy at this moment. The addition of a red light flame wave stone not only saved a lot of effort, but also meant that he was one step closer to getting out.

Although five red light flame wave stones can leave here, not everyone can dig it. Most people dig two, three or four pieces and couldn't support it. They died here, and they also turned into ashes with the red light flame stones in the ravines in their chests.

The spiritual sense stayed on the demon clan that was like a corpse or should have been a corpse. Zhaoming couldn't help but remember what Acao said again.

"What we are weak in demon clan is not strength, but heart, a heart that is unwilling to unite!"

The demonic territory pointed out by Sun Jiuyang is not a happy place, but also a place of killing. It is undeniable that there are cheerful people like bull-headed monsters, insidious people like jackal monsters, and this black panther monster is willing to harm people of the same tribe for their own benefit.

The latter should be more than the former, and no wonder the witch tribe does not seem to be very serious in this area. Perhaps they are already very clear that such demon tribes will only be entangled in internal strife and will not have the strength to fight.

Can such a demon clan have a future? Where is the emperor who once made the demon clan invincible all over the world now?

I can't think of the answer, and I can't continue to think deeply. But the most helpless thing about reality is that no matter how many Sky Ridge is, it is indeed the only place where the demon tribes can live on the entire prehistoric continent.

Using his spiritual sense to explore and avoid all the demons who are mining, Zhaoming went along the tunnel toward the entrance of the cave.

After walking along the way, after walking about five or six thousand meters, his spiritual sense swept to the place where Shura lives. Zhaoming immediately looked dark and he hurried to the entrance of the cave.

A distance of thousands of meters was arrived in an instant, and the scene in front of him made Zhao Ming rush towards his forehead.

The wild dog demon held a long whip in his hand and whipped hard on the ground. Who was the person who was beaten?

At this time, Shura was lying on the ground without moving, his breath was disordered, his whole body was covered in blood and scars.

"Stop!" Zhao Ming yelled, and his whole person turned into a ball of fire and rushed directly over.

"Boom", with a loud noise, he immediately hit the wild dog demon. Unfortunately, the two had too different strengths. The wild dog demon did not move at all, but Zhaoming himself flew far away.

"Who!" The wild dog demon exclaimed and immediately withdrew from far away.

There are strange power restrictions in this cave. Except for the special situation like Zhaoming, ordinary monks will be suppressed when they come in, and the wild dog demon is no exception.

He did not notice Zhaoming's approaching. He was knocked down by the other party and realized that he was suddenly attacked. Even if it was not serious, he was shocked.

Zhaoming was bounced back onto the stone wall by force, and fell to the ground. He immediately turned over and rose up again. Regardless of the surging blood and energy in his body, he hurried to Shura and picked him up, shouting anxiously: "Shura, Shura, how are you doing? Wake up!"

Shura was seriously injured and was already in a coma, which made him so anxious that he had tears flowing down his cheeks.

"It's you, you little boy, you dare to attack me, and see if I won't kill you!"

Zhaoming had flames wrapped around his body, which made the wild dog demon see clearly. He immediately became furious and rushed over and wanted to take action.

"You dare!"

Zhaoming roared in anger, hugged Shura, and glared at him. The magic of Rin was wielding on his own, which made the wild dog demon suddenly stunned and stopped.

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Chapter completed!