There are bandits in Zhongshan

The sword body of Chongxiao Sword has completely turned red, and the original red lines are almost black, and the power carried by each sword is getting stronger and stronger.

But this still can't stop the sky fire that can burn everything. A sword strikes through the air, but Zhong Mingzhu holds it with one hand, and the flames envelop her palm. The hand was blocked by the invisible fire, and Wu Hui was unable to move even with all his strength.

"You should be dead." His face was surrounded by black air, his hoarse voice was rough and piercing like rusted iron, even when Yu Yuan was taken away by Lu Lin, he didn't show panic, but at this moment he really showed Hastily said, "Why are you still alive!"

Zhong Mingzhu lowered his sword little by little, and approached Wu Hui, his eyes were fierce like those irrational beast killers, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Yeah, I thought I should die too..."

The moment she snatched the Eight Desolation Mirror, she was indeed determined to die.

"Who the hell are you!" Wu Hui asked sharply.

——Who are you?

Zhong Mingzhu had heard such questions countless times. The inquirer was either outraged or frightened. She would often show a lazy smile and reveal those frightening identities to the other party with a smile.

It's just not once true.

She is not a creature of the lower realms, so how could she have the so-called origin of the monks in the lower realms.As for her true identity, even if she only leaked a few vague words, it would be enough to cause an uproar.

"Who am I, you ask?" She narrowed her eyes, the coldness in her eyes became more and more frightening, her eyes fell on the sword that was gleaming with blood, and for a moment, her thoughts drifted to a year ago.

She thought that after escaping disaster after disaster, she finally reached the end.

The moment she was hit by Yu Yuan and fell into the sea of ​​flames, the spiritual power in her body was continuously lost, like sand in the wind, with nothing to rely on, fleeting, and no trace could be found anymore. Bai Yi, every moment is the last look, until the consciousness dissipates.

Opening her eyes again, what caught her eyes was redness. She vaguely thought that this was the end of the River of Forgetfulness, and was thinking how this place was exactly the same as the Heart-Hybrid Sword Furnace, which was annoying, but soon realized that this couldn't be the end of the River of Forgetfulness. Sichuan.

She has an extraordinary human body without three souls and six souls. After death, her blood and bones are scattered in the world, unable to enter reincarnation.

Then, she heard a somewhat stiff voice: "You're finally awake."

The voice was neither familiar nor unfamiliar. She thought for a long time before she realized it, and the remaining chaos in her mind was instantly driven away by shock.

It was Liu Hanyan.

She has almost turned into a dead bone, there is no breath of life in her body, only a trace of blood lingers around her body, and the black robe is stained with blood, like a rag on a dead tree. If she hadn't spoken, I'm afraid Zhong Mingzhu thought it was just her corpse.

"Where is this place, where is Changli?" As usual, Zhong Mingzhu probably wanted to tease a few words, but she still remembered the miserable look in her eyes before she fell into a coma, so she hurriedly asked without checking her physical condition.

"This is the real heart-melting sword furnace, the place where Chongxiao sword is sealed." Liu Hanyan said concisely, "As for Changli, I don't know."

She fell here earlier than Zhong Mingzhu, so naturally she didn't know what happened above.

Later, seeing Zhong Mingzhu struggling to get up, she said again: "Your muscles and bones are broken. Although I protect your heart, I can't heal your injury. I'm afraid you won't even be able to walk in the future."

As she said, Zhong Mingzhu only moved his arms a little, and felt severe pain all over his body. Every inch of his bones seemed to be turned into dust at any time. He woke up, and the next moment his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

When she woke up again, the scene in her eyes was exactly the same. She couldn't see how long it had been, so she raised her strength to ask Liu Hanyan, but all she got was silence.

In the end, she could only laugh at herself, thinking that she escaped death, but who knew that she turned into a grasshopper whose four legs were broken off and hung on the grass rope.

Although she still has a breath, the strength in her body has almost been lost, and even this body is barely maintained. Once that breath is gone, she will become a cluster of flames in the sea of ​​flames, lingering here forever.

If there is a destiny, after thousands of years, maybe you can see the world again.

As long as you close your eyes and let yourself fall into a deep sleep, nothing will exist, and all your troubles and entanglements will turn into nothingness.

But she didn't want to close her eyes, and she didn't even want to let her consciousness wander.

Changli, she doesn't know how Changli is now, how can she let go like this?

"What about you, why are you still alive?" After spending several days with Liu Hanyan without words, she suddenly asked in a lukewarm manner.

"It's probably the remaining power of Chong Xiao." Now that he was in a dead end, Liu Hanyan didn't need to hide anything, "Chong Xiao sword drank my blood and left behind a ray of spiritual power in the remnant soul. I fell to this place, and I was able to leave with the protection of the soul of Chongxiao, but today, I am just lingering on my last breath."

When mentioning the ending she was bound to, her tone was still cold and fearless, as if her own life and death were nothing more than trivial matters.

"You're not afraid of death." Zhong Mingzhu hooked the corners of his mouth, and immediately frowned because of the pain caused by it.

"I've already died once, so naturally I'm not afraid."

Zhong Mingzhu heaved a long sigh: "I have died once, but I still don't want to die."

Feeling so emotional, Chang Li's appearance flashed before her eyes, and she felt a pain in her heart.

Although she has snatched the Eight Desolation Mirror, Yu Yuan has two artifacts and countless subordinates, even she doesn't know how to turn the situation around. On the verge of laxity, they all forced themselves to concentrate and stand up.

But so what?She couldn't even stand up, day in and day out, just waiting to die.

The place she and Liu Hanyan were in was the only place under the sword furnace that was not eroded by the flowing fire. Haotian sealed the Chongxiao Sword here, and the sword energy of the Chongxiao Sword deterred the fire. Over time, there was a solid place here.However, she was covered by flowing flames in all directions, not to mention that she lost all her strength, even in her prime, there was no guarantee that she would be able to escape completely in this sea of ​​flames.After all, what is connected with the robbery fire here is the sky fire, and its power is far beyond that of the robbery fire gushing out of the surface.

That's all there is to it, isn't it?

But she was unwilling, unwilling.

Even though it was futile and even unbearable pain to focus on and hold her breath again and again, she didn't want to give up possibility No. [-].

After another failed attempt to stand up, Liu Hanyan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "It's unbelievable that you are still alive." Her voice was not as indifferent as before, but carried an unparalleled pressure.

As soon as Zhong Mingzhu raised her head, she caught a glimpse of the dark red light in her eyes, just like the flowing pattern on the Chongxiao Sword, she immediately felt an unprecedented crisis, she had never been afraid of anything, but when the voice sounded, she unexpectedly There was a moment of fear, but she quickly smiled and said to herself, "I can't escape anyway."

"Even if it continues like this day after day, it will only increase the pain." Liu Hanyan stared at her.

"That has nothing to do with you." Zhong Mingzhu smiled, she was very weak, otherwise she would probably be more presumptuous, "I am a life-saving person, procrastination is better than nothing."

Liu Hanyan—or that person—has pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed softly: "Under the sealed land is where the sky fire is, if you can get its recognition, you can leave."

"Admit it?" Zhong Mingzhu wondered, "Could it be that Tianhuo is as conscious as a creature?"

The man said: "Everything has a spirit, even the heaven and the earth are no exception. You were born from the fire, how could you not know it? Candle Dragon is approved by the sky fire, so it can travel the northern region with fire."

Zhong Mingzhu lowered his eyes, pondered for a while and said, "You can give it a try." His voice was soft but firm enough.

——She dragged her dying body, and with a ray of obsession, she endured unprecedented torture and suffering, and was finally reborn, but so what?

"Who the hell are you!" Wu Hui questioned again, and at the same time, taking advantage of Zhong Mingzhu's flickering moment, he pulled out the sword in vain, and the sword light dragged a long trace, directly splitting Feixiantai corner.

Zhong Mingzhu's sleeve was cut by the sword energy, but she was not afraid, instead of retreating, her laughter became more and more arrogant: "My surname is Zhong, which comes from Zhong Shan, and my name comes from the inheritance of blood."

"Zhong, Mingzhu..." Wu Hui's eyes widened slightly, and there was an unconcealable shock in his pupils that were almost covered with blood, "Zhulong..."

Candle Dragon is one of the ancient true dragons. It was named Candle Dragon because it traveled the northern region with a candle in its hand.

Haotian subdued Mount Sumeru with divine bones, and Zhong Mingzhu was transformed by Zhulong's blood and bones in the fire, and the flames transformed into all shapes, so she possessed the innate transformation technique and fire control technique.

"I am transformed by the blood and bones of the great god Zhulong." Zhong Mingzhu waved Wu Hui's sword away, then stretched out his left hand, and grabbed his neck with lightning speed, and said with a sneer, "You wait for the ants Disciple, ten thousand deaths must be blamed."

"The bones of the gods are just the same as those puppets under Chong Xiao's men." Wu Hui raised his sword high, more and more miasma gathered on the sword, and the blood around his body became more and more dense, almost overwhelming his body. They were all covered in blood mist.

In the next moment, a sword slashed down, split Zhong Mingzhu's protective fire, and forced her to retreat.

Realizing that there is a steady stream of power pouring into the Chongxiao Sword, and that power comes from the resentment from all directions and——

Zhong Mingzhu raised his head, looked at the sky that seemed to be covered by dark clouds, suddenly burst into laughter, and shouted: "You want to break the sky and sit on an equal footing with the gods, and for this reason you have committed heinous crimes, and you have the face to scold me."

When she was speaking, Wu Hui stabbed a few more times, and each sword shook the surrounding aura, and even the insignificant dust flying in the air became extremely sharp.

Zhong Mingzhu dodged it, and without even looking at where the sword energy landed, she mercilessly took Wu Hui to the gate of life. This time, she didn't even think about protecting her body, she just wanted to have a fight with Wu Hui You die and I die.

No part of Feixiantai is intact.

The blood stained Chang Li's lips red, making her pale face bright.

Reflecting the flames that dye the sky and the earth red, it looks like a contrasting painting, which is thrilling to watch.

Beside her, Ruoye was standing on the precarious platform, burning with anxiety.

She knew very well that she was hanging her head on the tip of the knife now, and it was very likely that she would be wiped out with the collapsed Feixiantai in the next moment, but she still stared at Changli, even if she was about to lose her footing, she would want to Falling into the fire, I also reported the last bit of hope and didn't want to give in.

Lu Lin cast a spell to stabilize the first sword when it landed on Feixiantai, but he knew that this would only delay it for a while.

Zhong Mingzhu had completely ignored other things, she was rushing to die, and Lu Lin couldn't stop her at all, so he could only help Ruoye to delay for a while.Suddenly, he noticed that the surge of spiritual power around him suddenly became several times more intense, and realized that Zhong Mingzhu's move was going to give it a go, his face changed suddenly.

It only took a moment for the barrier to collapse, and at that time, all he could do was protect himself. After reading this, he immediately shouted to Ruoye: "Go!"

Just two words, it shows that the situation is critical, Ruoye's eyes are red, but she also understands that this is her last chance to escape, and she can't delay for a moment.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a slight cough.

It was very light, and she was instantly submerged in the turbulent noise. Then, she saw Chang Li's fingers move, bend and release, as if nothing had happened for a short time, but she couldn't help but make a loud noise. cried out: "She is not dead!"

At the same time, Feixiantai, which had only a pair of bones left, finally couldn't hold on, and fell down with a bang.

Ruoye only felt that her feet were empty, and the heat wave was overwhelming, overwhelming her eyes, and she almost fainted. Then, she felt her body was pulled slightly, and countless scenes flashed before her eyes like lanterns. When everything stopped, The place where she was exposed was still red, but there was no expected pain on her body.

Lu Lin stood behind her, put his hands on his hands, and blocked the collapsed skeleton for her. Although the flames were still burning, they no longer exuded a murderous aura. disappeared without a trace.

She took a breath, and when she calmed down, she immediately went to look at Chang Li's situation, and saw that although her eyes were still closed and her face was pale, her chest was slightly heaving, obviously breathing.

Although the spirit is like a spring, at least it is not as cold and lifeless as before.

Ruoye probed into Tan Changli's heart pulse distractedly, and confirmed that she was alive, and then she was completely relieved, and collapsed to the ground. She had been trying her best to support her, but now that she had let go of her mind, it was difficult to even move her hands.

After a while, when the spiritual power in the Xuanwu bone was no longer threatening, Lu Lin threw the remnant bone aside, walked over to hold Changli's hand, concentrated for a while and then said to the ruins not far away. : "She's alive, at least for now."

The broken fiery red came out from behind the ruins. It was Zhong Mingzhu. She walked slowly step by step, as if she couldn't believe it, and held illusory expectations. , she may have to die again." Only then did she muster up her courage and dodge to the side of Changli.

She first touched Chang Li's hand cautiously, just like when she first came here, she felt the weak pulse of blood below, and then she covered the whole palm.

At that moment, it seemed that there was no change at all, but Ruoye felt that something extremely hard suddenly shattered. The next moment, Zhong Mingzhu hugged Chang Li and disappeared. She didn't even have time to see the other's expression clearly. Hearing two short words: "Thank you."

The breath of killing that spread to every corner not long ago has disappeared, as if it never existed.