The devil attacks me every day

Zhuang Nanhai jumped into the fiery red magma pool.The second he entered the magma pool, thick black gas gushed out from his body, finally killing him

The body is completely enclosed.

Obviously there is no memory of throwing into the magma pool.

Looking at the fiery red magma slowly flowing around him through the black mist, Zhuang Nanhai felt a sense of familiarity from nowhere.

Holding a handful of magma in your hand, let the fiery red liquid slowly flow down from your fingers.He carefully looked at the magma staying in his palm, as if he had once

I have also been here, and I have seen such a view.

The big fish was rolling at the bottom of the pool, and from time to time, a few huge bubbles rose up from the bottom of the pool, and then exploded beside him with a bang.body

The surface black mist turns into liquid and circulates continuously, isolating the hot enough to incinerate some.

He has long forgotten the past and the past, and there are very few pictures left in his memory, but one by one, they are the same as the young man with a bright smile.

People related.

Zhuang Nanhai continued to dive, and the undercurrent in the magma pool was surging, and it would gushe out at an unknown time. He followed the guidance of the big fish and explored

This red world.The big fish also seemed to sense his approach, and kept turning and surging at the bottom of the pool, stirring up layers of the hottest fish at the bottom of the pool.

magma.

The deeper you dive, the darker the magma.The black liquid around him finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the temperature gradually changed from the cold to warm.

He knew that he had reached the limit, and if he dived again, his life and death would be uncertain.

But the bottom of the pond was right in front of us, and the big fish had nowhere to hide, so it could only keep escaping against the bottom of the pond, Zhuang Nanhai could only grit his teeth and dive in.

The temperature of the black liquor rose rapidly from warm to almost scalding.

A huge head suddenly appeared in front of him, with teeth as sharp as a beast, looking at him with bared teeth, it was the inescapable scarlet gold

Big fish.

The power in his body continued to surge, Zhuang Nanhai drew the black liquid to protect his body, and at the same time called out the black vines to shoot towards the fleeing big fish.big fish

Shocked, he wanted to run away immediately, but the black vines wrapped around him were like the most viscous liquid, and once wrapped around him, he couldn't break free.

When Zhuang Nanhai chased him to the bottom of the pond, the big fish wanted to flee upwards, and a nearly white hot fireball condensed out of its mouth, heading towards where Zhuang Nanhai was.

attacked.

The fireball was actually hotter than the magma at the bottom of the pool, and an unstoppable heat wave swept over before it got close.Zhuang Nanhai swam up to avoid

This fireball dragged the big fish upstream.

Big Yu is comparable to Dao Sheng Sheng Yu Dao Sheng just by physical strength, not to mention that under the magma pool where he lives, Zhuang Nanhai's energy has been somewhat weakened

, had no choice but to get out of this unfavorable battlefield as soon as possible and tie it to the shore.

Hei Ya, who was waiting outside the crypt, became more and more anxious. Although he couldn't empathize with him, he also became hot all over, and black liquid continued from the tips of his hair.

flowing.

"When will the master come out..." He tried to step into the sealed crypt, but as soon as his palm touched it, he felt a wave of

The repulsive force, if he rushes down regardless of everything, he will definitely be bounced away.

It was rare for Lu Zhixue to see Hei Ya so restless, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you, Hei Ya?"

"I..." Hei Ya hesitated to speak, "I can't explain clearly... I shouldn't be so afraid..."

He sighed, looking at Lu Zhixue's fair and heroic face: "Maybe it's the first time Master cut off contact with me."

He pressed the seal on the crypt again, for some reason, he always felt that he should also be with the master.

In whatever form.

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The Qilu Peak in the night is more terrifying than in the daytime.

Meng Qi'an once wanted to go up with the sword, but he didn't expect that Xueji Zongzhu's large formation already had a half-empty effect, and there was no way to break through the formation and fly into the sky

, can only fly at low altitude.

Among the monsters in the Xueji sect, there is a kind of green-skinned monkey with wings that likes to hide on the top of the giant tree. It is extremely fast, and most of them travel together.

Flying will disturb a large number of monsters, just like locusts crossing the border, leaving only deep bones.

Meng Qi'an's viscera were in pain due to the collision between the fire and yang force and the extreme yin and evil energy.With such serious internal injuries, he couldn't fight the monsters at all.

war.

As a top priority, he must find a safe enough place to heal himself, and Ajie still needs him to take care of him, so he must not fall down.

Meng Qi'an took Meng Zhile's hand and quietly walked through the mountains of Qilu Peak.

All around was silent.

The sky is full of stars.

Meng Qi'an's heart was in turmoil, from the moment he took his sister out of Gu He and the others with his sword drawn.

He knew that the red scale monster was not dead.

He knew monsters would kill.

But Meng Qi'an still left.At that moment, his heart was as cold as iron, and he was so indifferent that he almost didn't recognize himself.Meng Zhao was born to fight against demons and protect Taoism

It is his duty to be a hero, but he does not want to have terrible and dark thoughts at that moment.

He also comforted himself along the way, the seriously injured red-scaled monster is not terrible, if they can work together to kill it, they will live in peace.

But he has already read people's hearts, so how could he not know how selfish and indifferent they are.

"Sister, I can't help it." He clearly knew that Meng Zhile would not respond to him, but he insisted on telling her, "...Even if someone says hello to you

I'm sorry, I'm... Sister, did I do something wrong? "

Meng Zhile's cold little hands lay in Meng Qi'an's palm, motionless.

He knew he had done nothing wrong.

I just don't want to see through dirty people's hearts.

Along the way, Meng Qi'an seldom heard human voices. It is said that most of the surviving disciples have all rushed to Yunxia Peak to meet Yuanjin Daoist.

The wall retreated within the large formation of Yunxia Peak.

The two walked through the mountains and forests and arrived at the bottom of Qilu Peak, when they suddenly saw the flames flickering, as if they were not far away.

Although the number of monsters decreases the further you go down the mountain, but the person who lit the fire is too bold, thinking that he has lived too long?

Meng Qi'an hid behind a tree and watched from a distance, and saw more than a dozen vague figures sitting around the fire, most of them were wearing Xue Jizong's blue uniforms, they seemed to be

Someone in the team was injured and rested here.

With Meng Zhile by his side, Meng Qi'an naturally couldn't go forward to be with others, and was about to take his sister to leave quietly, but Meng Zhile was caught by the fire at night.

Attracted by the light, his pupils were filled with blooming flames, and he dragged Meng Qi'an's hand towards the flames.

There was a click of dry branches under their feet, and the disciples who were patrolling near the station immediately called out in alarm: "Be careful!"

The uninjured disciples surrounded the wounded disciple one after another, the spirit swords in their hands glistening in the flames.

Someone raised a torch and stepped forward, seeing two figures, one tall and one short in the light and shadow, who looked no different from normal humans, so they boldly turned to Meng Qi again.

Ann shouted in the direction: "Dare to ask, but you are a disciple in the sect?"

Meng Zhile's strength was surprisingly strong, and she quickly dragged Meng Qi'an closer to the campfire.Meng Qi'an couldn't break free, so he could only answer: "We are human!"

The guard disciples saw the strange faces of the two people walking out of the darkness, but they didn't dare to violently stop them. They could only watch helplessly as the slightly petite woman

The son rushed towards the bonfire at lightning speed, then let go of the young man's hand, and squatted in front of the hot flame.

She tilted her head, as if seeing the flames very strangely, stretched out her two small hands, tentatively touching the dancing flames.

"Sister! You can't touch this!" Meng Qi'an quickly grabbed Meng Zhile's restless little hand, embarrassed, and looked at Brother Xue Ji who was guarding by the campfire.

Zi said: "Sorry, my sister...can't remember anything."

"It doesn't matter... everyone is Xue Ji's disciple, and if you have more people, you will have more protection--I see this little friend is unfamiliar, but I don't know which deacon's disciple in Qilu Peak

son? "

Apart from Meng Qi'an's identity, Xue Jizong was also too embarrassed, so he could only half-truth and half-fake perfunctory answer: "My Xia Zhao Qian is a friend of Daoist Yuan Jin.

The day after he received the spiritual news, he told me to go down the mountain as soon as possible, but my pace was slow, and I didn't have time..."

"Zhao Qian?" A clear female voice came from among the surrounded monks, "Why are you here?"

After saying that, the man got up and came, and the surrounding disciples withdrew one after another. He Yu, who was wearing a moon-white gauze, held his injured left shoulder.

She glanced at the woman squatting in front of the bonfire greedy for the firelight again, and her eyes almost popped out: "Isn't this the living corpse?! Where did you pick it up?"

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