Because his golden Dharma palm could do nothing to the lava behemoth. Instead, it only fueled the lava behemoth's ferocity, causing the enormous demon beast to sway its body before suddenly spewing out a massive amount of lava straight at Ming Rufeng.
Panic finally appeared on Ming Rufeng's face. He swiftly dodged and retreated backward, thinking that putting some distance between them would leave the lava behemoth unable to do anything to him. But as he withdrew, another enormous lava demon beast suddenly shot out from the magma.
The lava demon beast opened its mouth and spewed a torrent of molten fire, filling Ming Rufeng's face with despair.
How, how was he supposed to fight this?
A wolf before him and a tiger behind him—there was simply no way to fight.
And now the magma was closing in around him. Even if he could withstand the first wave without dying, what about the second? And if he fell into the magma later, who could save him?
Just as Ming Rufeng sank into despair, a huge golden hand suddenly seized him and forcibly yanked him back.
The owner of that great hand was none other than one of the Ming Clan's senior elders. This man had reached the Heavenly Martial Realm and rescued Ming Rufeng from the tiger's jaws.
Ming Rufeng let out a long breath of relief and collapsed onto the ground.
At this sight, many people could no longer remain calm. Ming Rufeng's strength was far from poor, yet he had not even made it through the first half of this lava pool.
"These two lava demon beasts are incredibly powerful."
"How are we supposed to deal with them? If those two lava demon beasts block the way, getting through the first half will be difficult."
Yang Chen stood