Lu Yu tore off large pieces of vine, waving them to block the molten lava falling towards him.
The flying speed of the lava wasn't fast, but the temperature was very high, and it was very troublesome once it adhered to the body. Fortunately, these vines growing in the valley could withstand high temperatures, enough to resist the scorching of the lava.
After the rain of lava arrows finished falling, clusters of molten lava could be seen everywhere on the mountain wall, and one had to be cautious of the lava dripping from above from time to time.
Whizz~ A red beam swept across the mountain wall, slicing a Martial Cultivator who couldn't dodge in time into two, dropping into the valley, where he was incinerated to ashes by the flames spewed by numerous fire spirits.
Cold sweat dripped from the corner of Lu Yu's eye; the red flame beam had swept past not far from him. Had it been any closer, he'd have met the same fate.
