"That is indeed an option." Mu Feng Nishang gave Lu Xiaotian an approving glance. Although the heat from the flowing lava in the magma pool was so intense that they could not sense any other aura for the time being, with everyone at their wits' end, this was ultimately a way out.
"Good. We'll fight our way forward and see whether we can each sense a way out of this Extreme Fire Land." Xiahou Dunfeng was acting as the battlefield commander at this moment. In another place, relying on their absolute numerical advantage, he felt that killing these three magma giants would not be difficult. But inside this magma pool, the three magma giants seemed tireless. Even when wounded by their psychic artifacts, they could recover in an instant. Killing them would be extremely difficult for the time being. However, taking turns pulling people out to sense the aura of their familiar attributes was still possible.
"There are others here." Suddenly, Lu Xiaotian's expression changed. His Primordial Spirit was already stronger than Xiahou Dunfeng's and Nishang's, allowing him to sense the approach of other experts first.
Three men in black wearing ghost masks appeared amid the layers of smoke and miasma.
"Ghost-Mask Men in Black!" Lu Xiaotian's pupils contracted. These Ghost-Mask Men in Black were exceedingly mysterious. Their traces could be found both in the Spirit Ruins and Xiang Nation, yet he had never expected to encounter them here as well.
"Outsiders, where did you come from? How did you manage to barge in here? When did the human race fall so far that it would actually join forces with the Demon Race?" The few Ghost-Mask Men in Black were also startled when they saw Lu Xiaotian's group of great cultivators and great demon cultivators.
"Where we came from is