Immortal Mortal

This is Feng Zhe? Even though Mo Wuji was completely frozen at this moment, he quickly recognized it. This fat guy is Feng Zhe.

Mo Wuji thought about it for a while, and he understood. It's not that he is unwilling to be reconciled to Qingjin's heart here, this Feng Zhe of Dayan Sect is obviously not reconciled either. But when everyone was there, he was very indifferent, and even wished to leave here early.

Now that everyone is gone, he sneaks back again. Mo Wuji gave up the idea of ​​using divine thoughts to communicate with Feng Zhe. If it was Xing Huang, maybe he would do it again.

But Feng Zhe, he is sure that as long as he does this, once Feng Zhe knows that he is here, the first thing Feng Zhe will do is to kill him.

If Feng Zhe is sure to take away Qingjin's heart, then he definitely doesn't want people to know that he is the one who took away Qingjin's heart.

Mo Wuji sighed, but did not withdraw his spiritual thoughts. Even if he had to freeze to death, it would be better than being killed by Feng Zhe.

After only half a stick of incense time, Mo Wuji saw a figure passing by again.

With that full of brown hair, Mo Wuji could recognize Fang Zhentian from the Heavenly Demon Sect just by scanning it.

Sure enough, Fang Zhentian couldn't have come here for other things, and it must be for Qingjin's heart. It's a pity that Feng Zhenqiu and Xing Huang didn't come, if these two people came, maybe they could save his life.

The Tianmo Sect came from the Tianzong, and Jing Gumu, the patriarch of the Tianzong, has the means to refine the Qingjin Heart. Maybe Fang Zhentian really has a way to take the Qingjin Heart away. As for Feng Zhe, this guy seemed to be smiling and harmless to humans and animals, but Mo Wuji felt that this guy was even more sinister than Fang Zhentian.

Among the four true god realm experts who came here together, Mo Wuji was the most uncomfortable with this Feng Zhe.

As time passed, Mo Wuji's spiritual thoughts slowly began to blur. He still gritted his teeth and persisted, once his divine sense was completely blurred, it meant that he was finished. He will never give up until the last moment. Maybe after a while, Feng Zhenqiu also wanted Qingjin's heart and came here?

Boom! A terrifying explosion stimulated Mo Wuji's imminent sinking divine sense much more clearly, and he subconsciously stretched his divine sense to the farthest. He was still thinking in his heart whether Feng Zhe was refining Qingjin Heart, or Fang Zhentian was refining Qingjin Heart? Or did the two discover each other and have already started fighting?

Before Mo Wuji could turn his mind around, a hot breath swept over him, and following Mo Wuji, he saw his frozen body that was almost shattered began to soften.

In Mo Wuji's heart, he was not at all happy, but even more frightened and angry. It would be good for these two guys to refine Qingjinxin, but they provoked Qingjinxin to explode again. Once Qingjin's heart swept over, he was completely dead.

At this moment, Mo Wuji regretted that the place he chose was too close to the heart of Qingjin, but he didn't have time to regret it. His body had just been frozen into a deep ice block, and now that the flames of the heart of Qingjin were engulfing him, the first thing he had to do was to run the Immortal Mortal Art quickly to stabilize his body.

Otherwise, no matter how strong his body is, after experiencing the freezing progress, he will collapse if he is roasted by such a hot flame. It's a pity that at this time, his internal organs are still frozen, and only a trace of vitality is slowly circulating. Even if his legs and feet can move, he can't escape.

Immortal mortal art started to work, a soul-ripening pain came, and Mo Wuji trembled all over because of this terrifying tearing pain.

As the surrounding temperature got higher and higher, Mo Wuji's body gradually stabilized under the circulation of the Immortal Mortal Art, and there was no sign of collapse. Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, he struggled to sit up, and wanted to leave this place first.

But when his divine sense was swept out, he almost went crazy. There was a faint green energy around him, and Mo Wuji knew what was going on when he felt the terrifying heat.

Those two guys aroused the heart of Qingjin, and the flames of the heart of Qingjin swept all the land within a radius of several miles. Fortunately, he is still far away, this is the edge where the heart of Qingjin can reach, only some aura of blue flames exist. Otherwise, he would have turned into ashes long ago.

But how could the flame spread so far? While Mo Wuji swallowed a few healing pills, his divine sense also swept them out at the same time.

When Mo Wuji's divine sense reached Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe who were sitting in the middle of Qing Qi, he understood it instantly.

Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe were hundreds of meters away, and both of them were sitting on the ground. The jade flute he had given to Fang Zhentian at the beginning lay horizontally on top of Fang Zhentian's head, emitting streaks of emerald green light, and these rays of light formed a emerald green protective shield around Fang Zhentian. And Fang Zhentian in the protective cover is constantly pinching his hands.

Hundreds of meters away from Fang Zhentian, dozens of swords were constantly turning around Feng Zhe, forming a defensive sword formation. And traces of cyan flame breath permeated into the sword formation, and circulated repeatedly between Feng Zhe's hands.

Mo Wuji already understood that these two people were refining Qingjin's heart. Moreover, Mo Wuji also knew the method of these two people. He didn't know what method they used to lure Qingjin's heart several miles away.

No matter how strong Qingjin's heart is, it has only just been cultivated, and it has been lured several miles away, and the temperature has dropped infinitely. The reason why the heart of Qingjin could not be refined was because the temperature was too terrifying, and it was impossible to approach it at all. Now that the two have drawn out the Heart of Qingjin, it is possible to refine this kind of flame. Compared with Jing Gumu, their method is more practical.

What Mo Wuji didn't understand was why Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe could reach an agreement to refine the heart of Qingjin without interfering with each other? Don't they know that there is only one heart of Qingjin, and it is impossible for them to have it at the same time?

Feeling that as the two refined, the surrounding temperature became stronger and stronger, and Mo Wuji also fully recovered his ability to move. Anyway, let's go first and then talk.

Now that there are two strong men in the true god realm refining the heart of Qingjin, it is not his turn.

Just as Mo Wuji was about to stand up, he gave up the idea of ​​leaving again. He couldn't leave yet. Once he leaves the mound, he will be seen by Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe immediately. At that time, it was difficult to guarantee that the two would not kill each other.

Mo Wuji had no choice but to calm down. At this moment, the intensity of the surrounding blue flames suddenly doubled. Mo Wuji, who was torn apart by the terrifying flames, almost cried out. Mo Wuji hurriedly resisted.

After a while, Mo Wuji knew that his thoughts were futile. Because both Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe were crazily refining the flames around the heart of Qingjin, and the more they refined, the higher the flame temperature of the heart of Qingjin.

If he did not take measures, he would be a victim of these two and be burned to death by the flames.

It's just that when his thoughts turned, Mo Wuji immediately reversed his actions. More than a dozen veins reversed at the same time, and the terrifying cold rose from Mo Wuji's veins again. However, the difference from before was that Mo Wuji was on the edge of the green flame of the heart of Qingjin, and the temperature outside prevented him from being frozen into ice.

After only half a stick of incense passed by, Mo Wuji couldn't hold it any longer. His veins were indeed exuding extreme cold air, but the temperature of the flames outside was also getting stronger and stronger. After a long time, this kind of balance was simply not something his body could withstand.

Mo Wuji gritted his teeth, and a sliver of his divine sense penetrated into the blue flames that surrounded him. Both Fang Zhentian and Feng Zhe are refining the heart of Qingjin, and he has no choice but to refine it now. If he doesn't refine, he will still become cannon fodder.

If you go, you will die, if you don't go, you will die. What is there to hesitate about?