Not tolerate Chen Mo's thoughts, the middle-aged cultivator had untied the rope on Chen Mo's body, pointed to the fire cave opposite the magma, and said coldly: "The blue flame fruit is in the cave opposite. What should be paid attention to when taking the blue flame fruit. I have told you on the road to take out the fruit. If you can still live, I will keep my promise and spare your life."

Chen Mo did not believe the words of the middle-aged and middle-aged cultivator at all. Instead of looking at the fire cave opposite, he looked at the magma. While thinking about the way to escape, he delayed the time and said, "Even if I am willing to help you get it, there is a magma barrier, I can't get through it at all."

The middle-aged cultivator smiled coldly and pointed his finger at a gray rock formation above the magma not far away and said, "You can walk over the newly formed rock formation there." His tone was very firm, just like he was walking past.

Looking in the direction pointed by the middle-aged cultivator, Chen Mo also saw the rock layer. He saw that the rock layer was extremely thin, and the widest part was less than a meter long. If he stood on it, he must be careful when he was moving, otherwise he would fall into the lava. With his strength, he would be afraid that he would be burned to ashes by the lava and would not even be able to keep a corpse.

Looking at the thin rock formation, Chen Mo cursed in his heart: "This place is so dangerous, no wonder this middle-aged cultivator doesn't want to get the Blue Flame Fruit by himself."

"And judging from this situation, the danger of taking the Blue Flame Fruit is far more than that."

Chen Mo subconsciously wanted to resist, but the middle-aged cultivator had far more strength than him. When he took action, he would definitely die, let alone escape.

"Can you only have to walk on this dangerous rock formation? Get the blue flame fruit for him?" Chen Mo stared at the rock formation and magma in front of him, and struggled in his heart.

Suddenly he moved his heart and said to himself: "This rock layer is thin and narrow. If you walk up, your movement will be restricted. If I lead this person to the rock layer, he will not dare to move as he pleases. Then I will not be able to resist it if I use that thing... In this way, I may have a glimmer of life!"

Thinking of this, Chen Mo finally made up his mind that he had to seize this only life, but there was another problem that needed to be solved, which was how to lead this person to the rock formation...

When the middle-aged cultivator saw Chen Mo unable to move, he felt impatient and thought Chen Mo would not dare to pass the magma, so he threatened: "If you don't want to pick the blue flame fruit back for me, I will throw you into the magma now."

"Blue Flame Fruit!"

Chen Mo was already very thoughtful, and the words of the middle-aged cultivator made Chen Mo feel enlightened. If he relied on this blue flame fruit...

Thinking of this, Chen Mo stood up without hesitation, took the cold frost spiritual liquid, drank a drop, and suddenly felt a cold flow from his throat into his body, causing him to shivering.

Seeing Chen Mo's actions, the middle-aged cultivator sneered: "That's right."

Chen Mo didn't answer the conversation, but walked towards the thin gray rock formation.

The rock formation is extremely thin, and there is still magma flowing slowly under the rock formation, so the rock formation is extremely hot. When walking on it, there are bursts of heat and pain coming from the soles of feet, and even the shoes are burned to charred.

But with the medicinal effect of the Frost Spirit Liquid, Chen Mo could barely support him and slowly head towards the fire cave opposite.

The rock formation more than thirty meters wide was like a natural chasm. Chen Mo walked for a quarter of an hour before he arrived on the other side.

After stepping onto the red rocky ground, he turned around and looked at the middle-aged cultivator, and then looked at the thin rock formation behind him.

A thought emerged: If he releases the fire spirit technique at this time, throws out the fireball, and destroys the rock layer, the middle-aged cultivator may not be able to survive, and his life can be temporarily preserved.

But he must not be able to go back. Tomorrow, the fire will be sprayed out from this fire cave, and he will die at that time.

After resuming this idea, Chen Mo took a deep breath and walked towards the only fire cave no longer hesitated. He did not need to search carefully. As soon as he entered the cave, he saw a fruit burning with red flames on a red plant on the red rock wall. A ray of blue flame in the flames was extremely eye-catching, which was exactly the same as what the middle-aged cultivator described.

Looking at the blue flame fruit in front of him, Chen Mo swallowed two drops of cold frost spiritual liquid first, and his hands, feet, eyebrows and eyebrows were stained with white frost, but he still felt that it was not safe, so he swallowed three more drops, and took three drops in his mouth until his hands were thin ice. Only then did Chen Mo reach out and grab the blue flame fruit the size of an egg.

But he never expected that the flames on the blue flame fruit were so hot that as soon as his palm touched the blue flame fruit, the ice layer on his palm melted rapidly.

Chen Mo was shocked and hurriedly swallowed the three drops of frost spiritual liquid in his mouth. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the blue flame fruit, quickly pulled it off, and stuffed it into the spiritual jade box that he had prepared early.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the blue flame fruit was picked, several blue flames suddenly erupted from all sides of the cave, filling the entire cave, and the excess flames even spewed out of the fire cave.

Looking at the blue flames that suddenly spewed out, the middle-aged cultivator thought to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't pick the blue flame fruit myself, otherwise even if I was not burned to death, I would definitely be burned and would definitely be poisoned by fire."

It turns out that this is the real reason why middle-aged cultivators used Chen Mo to pick the blue flame fruit!

Fearing the fire poison, the middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but take a few steps back. According to his estimate, the blue flame fruit should have been taken down, and the boy might be dead. He just needs to wait until the blue flame retreats to get the blue flame fruit. Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably excited and couldn't help laughing out loud.

However, his laughter had not stopped yet, and a figure swayed out. It was Chen Mo.

At this time, Chen Mo looked extremely embarrassed, with most of his clothes burning, and his burnt flesh rolled up, as if he had been roasted and half-cooked.

"This kid is not dead?" The middle-aged cultivator was surprised, but he didn't care much. Originally, the kid had a low cultivation level, let alone what kind of waves could he make when he was burned to this look? But after a while, I had to trouble myself to take it off.

On the other hand, although Chen Mo was injured, his heart was extremely clear. Although it was dangerous just now, Chen Mo, who had been on guard, avoided it in time. With enough frost spiritual liquid to protect his body, he did not hurt the fundamentals, but he understood the sinister intentions of the middle-aged cultivator.

He knew that the next thing was the real life and death struggle.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Mo calmed down, looked at the middle-aged cultivator opposite the magma, narrowed his eyes and slowly walked towards the gray rock formation.

Before this, Chen Mo had secretly swallowed a large mouthful of frost spiritual liquid and took another large mouthful of it.

Chen Mo knew that he didn't rely much on it. Apart from the poison needle that quenched the nightmare Youbai, the only one is the cold frost spiritual liquid.

The struggle for life and death on the thin rock layer cannot underestimate the effect of the cold frost spiritual liquid. The middle-aged cultivator only wanted to pick the blue flame fruit for him, and underestimated himself, and handed over the entire bottle of the cold frost spiritual liquid to himself...

At this time, the middle-aged cultivator had no idea what Chen Mo was thinking. He just stared at the jade box in Chen Mo's hand. When he thought that he would get the Blue Flame Fruit in a while, he couldn't help but be excited.

In a strange atmosphere, Chen Mo had slowly walked to the center of the rock formation, only fifteen feet away from the opposite side.

Chen Mo got closer and closer, and the middle-aged cultivator became more and more excited, and even his hands began to tremble a little.

But unexpectedly, Chen Mo suddenly stopped at this moment. He looked at the middle-aged cultivator disdainfully, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Under the nervous gaze of the middle-aged cultivator, he slowly opened the jade box...

"Boy, what are you doing?" Seeing Chen Mo's actions, the middle-aged cultivator shouted nervously. What was the blue flame fruit that emitted the fire in the jade box?

Chen Mo did not answer, but slowly picked up the blue flame fruit. With a strange smile amid the nervous shouts of the middle-aged cultivator, he decisively stuffed the blue flame fruit into his mouth.

"Little bastard! I've killed you!"
Chapter completed!