The acceleration when he fell, was all rushed into the ground under his feet, making himself safe, but the earth suffered.

When he looked up, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Ling Luoyu didn't fall straight down as he imagined, but as light as a feather, falling slowly, like a fairy.

When the two landed, one was vertical and powerful, showing strength, while the other was as graceful as Hongyu, showing more control.

Landing gracefully, Meng Lao snorted coldly: "Huh, subtotal vulture!"

Even so, Ling Luoyu still saw approval from the bottom of his eyes.

"Let's go!"

Turning around suddenly, Meng Lao climbed up to the crater.

Where they landed, there is still a certain height from the crater.

Lao Meng galloped in front, seemingly intending to throw Ling Luoyu off, but Ling Luoyu kept a distance of five meters away and followed closely behind.

After a stick of incense, the two fell on the crater, and the scorching air wave instantly surged over.

Looking at the beasts and towering trees running in the distance, Ling Luoyu suddenly thought of a question: "Old man, since this volcano is an active volcano, it means it will erupt at any time. If it erupts, then everything around here... "

The eruption of a volcano, in addition to the deadly hot molten slurry, there is also dust in the sky.

The dust alone is deadly.

"Once the volcano erupts, our entire forbidden area is over, so no matter what, we will not allow this to happen!!"

"Old man, you mean...you have the power to control volcanic eruptions?!"

"Why? Surprised?!" Old Meng made a fuss of displeased her.

I have never seen such a world before. What kind of desolation does the descendants of the wild clan outside look like? !

Ling Luoyu laughed speechlessly when he was seen, chasing after two steps, overtaking Meng Lao, leaping over the crater, and looking down.

A scorching air wave hit her face and fluttered her long hair.

In the volcano, she did not see the tumbling molten lava assaulted her body, but a huge light-shaped sphere.

"That's... the origin?!" Ling Luoyu immediately thought of what it was.

"Lao Meng, who is she?" The lazy voice suddenly sounded from one side.

Ling Luoyu's heart moved, staring suddenly.

She didn't even see anyone over there.

Seemingly aware of her quietness, Meng Lao leaned forward with a cane and lightly tapped the stone wall.

"Okay, Hanlin, I'm here, what else are you pretending?!"

The crutches landed on the rock wall, and there was no beating sound. Instead, the rock wall stretched out and slowly stood in a human form.

This is a middle-aged man about forty years old, and he is totally out of touch with the old man of Meng Lao.

"Who is this little girl?!"

"She Ling Luoyu came from outside..."

"outside??"

Hanlin's eyes suddenly brightened.

"So, the gate of Manghuang has been opened?!"

"...Uh, not..." Ling Luoyu smiled awkwardly.

"No? What are you doing?!" A disappointment flashed in Hanlin's eyes, and he sat down: "I thought that the gate of Manghuang was opened, and I could leave this ghost place!!"

They are the last guardians of the source!

Where the origin is, they have to be somewhere!

Elder Meng sat down beside him: "Do you want to leave here, or do you want to leave Manghuang?!"

Hanlin glared at him without speaking.

"Do you want to go out and see the goddess?!"