The Mortal Immortal

As soon as Song Jinglun finished speaking, twelve cold lights descended from the Sky Fire Platform against the rising Earth Dragon Fire.

A closer look revealed that the twelve cold lights were twelve ice jade pillars that sealed Mei's body.

These twelve ice jade pillars gathered around Song Jinglun and rushed down the Earth Dragon Fire Sea with him again.

At the same time, endless Earth Dragon Fire poured into the Sky Fire Conversion Formation at the bottom of Huoyun Peak.

Boom!

The nearly three thousand feet high Huoyun Peak shook violently, and this strong shock awakened all the disciples who were in retreat.

They walked out of the cave and looked up, only to see that Huoyun Peak was collapsing and cracking everywhere, and the light of the Sky Fire Mountain Protection Formation lit up around Huoyun Peak. At this time, Huoyun Peak seemed to be shrouded in a huge red light pillar.

As this scene appeared, the Demon Sound Sect team began to gradually sound the gripping life-demanding magic sound, and the Demon Sound Sect disciples who were ready to go heard a low command.

"Move out."

Roar, roar, roar!

Surrounded by the soul-demanding magic sound, thousands of disciples of the Demon Sound Sect were divided into hundreds of teams and attacked Huoyun Shan together.

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The magma lake of Huoyun Peak.

Song Jinglun led the twelve Zhenbing jade pillars into the magma lake again.

The lower abdomen of each charming body in the Zhenbing jade pillar was burning with blazing earth dragon fire.

The extremely yang earth dragon fire origin and the extremely yin charming body were perfectly integrated to construct the eye of the heavenly fire conversion array that harmonized yin and yang. The charming bodies in the twelve Zhenbing jade pillars were united with each other to communicate with the vast heavenly fire conversion array at the bottom of the mountain. The terrifying array pattern pressure spread in the boiling earth core magma lake.

Song Jinglun descended again, and the native earth dragon fire was furious and rushed up again without regard for the consequences.

However, this time Song Jinglun did not use force against the earth dragon fire. He waved his hand, and the twelve Zhenbing jade pillars pressed forward first, surrounding the native earth dragon fire, drawing the power of the heavenly fire conversion array, forming an unbreakable prison.

The Earth Dragon Fire of this vein watched the formation that was melting and suppressing it gradually take shape, and it couldn't help but panic in its heart. The huge dragon body was getting bigger and smaller, and it hit the formation in various postures.

However, these formation patterns that spread from the Zhenbing Jade Pillar were exactly its nemesis, and every collision caused it to lose a huge amount of its essence.

The Earth Dragon of this vein gnashed its teeth in anger, but it no longer dared to collide with the already formed Sky Fire Conversion Formation without authorization, but accumulated strength and stared at Song Jinglun in the formation.

Trapped in such a large formation that restrained the Sky Fire, the Earth Dragon Fire of this vein was extremely panicked. If it didn't know the inside story, it thought that it might toss back and forth in the formation, lose its energy, and be taken down and refined by Song Jinglun.

However, in the past few days, Shu Han told the Earth Dragon Fire of this vein all the news he had learned, and warned it that if it was trapped in the Sky Conversion Formation when the red sun was approaching, it must not make useless struggles and increase consumption, and must accumulate and retain strength to wait for the opportunity to counterattack.

Song Jinglun looked down from above, watching the native earth dragon fire trapped by the Sky Fire Conversion Array and not trying to break the array as expected, and frowned.

He felt that the dragon seemed to have anticipated this scene long ago, and now it was like a poisonous snake ready to attack, waiting for his next move.

First, the silver text failed, and then this scene happened.

Song Jinglun, who was originally confident, was inevitably shaken at this time.

"Which step did I miscalculate?"

Just now, Song Jinglun relied on his silver text to suppress it, so he dared to burn Tang Shan'er's Sky Fire Ten Directions Talisman.

Without the suppression of the native earth dragon fire, now this dragon will not hit the Sky Fire Conversion Array to lose energy. If the native earth dragon fire is refined into the body through the magic array at this time, this vigorous native earth dragon fire will definitely set off a backlash.

In this way, it is very different from Song Jinglun's plan.

Song Jinglun pondered for a moment in the air.

There is not much time left for him to make a decision.

The red sun is only one hour away.

He finally looked at the original earth dragon fire that was blocked by the sky fire conversion array with contempt.

"How can I, Song Jinglun, be afraid of you, a wicked dragon!"

He waved his hand, and the jade pillars that sealed the charming bodies began to melt into beds. Without the power of sealing, these charming bodies gradually woke up, and what was directly introduced to the eyes was the raging sea of ​​fire.

Meng Shuran looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of her blankly, thinking desperately in her heart, finally this day has come.

She understood that this scene in front of her was probably the last scene of her life.

Meng Shuran has read many biographical stories in recent years. These biographical stories are exactly the same in describing people when they are dying. It is said that the experience of a lifetime will emerge in the mind of the dying person.

At this moment, she found that her mind was full of Shu Han's figure, there was the scene of Shu Han beheading her outside Qingshishan Town, but more of Shu Han's companionship in the karmic fire hot springs and the adventures of the sky falling abyss in recent years.

The feeling of love and hate was beyond words. She couldn't help looking at the magma sea under the Zhenbingyu bed, wondering if that person was still alive under the endless magma.

Boom!

Suddenly, a figure descended on her Zhenbingyu bed. Meng Shuran looked up and saw Song Jinglun's cold and ruthless face.

Meng Shuran looked at Song Jinglun and knew that she would have such an ending. She also felt that she was ready and would not be afraid of such an ending.

But now, she was afraid.

Meng Shuran shrank helplessly to the bedside and could not help but stay away from Song Jinglun.

At this moment, fear spread in her heart.

She was really afraid!

She was afraid that she would be taken away by Song Jinglun to death.

She was afraid that she would not see the man for the last time before she died.

At this moment, it didn't matter to Shu Han whether she loved him or hated him.

Song Jinglun watched her dodge like this, with anger flashing in his eyes. He pulled the trembling Meng Shuran over, pinched her pretty face and said coldly: "It's time for you to fulfill your promise. We agreed at the beginning that you did it voluntarily. Don't blame me! Go on your way with peace of mind."

Meng Shuran was so scared that her heart was about to burst. She begged hesitantly: "No...no..."

Song Jinglun completely ignored her pleas and began to violently strip off her clothes, revealing her pink and attractive body.

Meng Shuran closed her eyes in pain, and two clear tears fell. She knew that she had brought all this upon herself. She regretted it so much now, regretting what she had done in the past.

"I hope that in the next life, I will be an innocent person..."

Suddenly, Meng Shuran felt that Song Jinglun stopped tearing her clothes, and the hand pinching her cheek began to tremble.

She couldn't help but open her eyes and saw Song Jinglun's cold face gradually twisted.

"How could it be! How could it be possible!"

Song Jinglun screamed hysterically.

Suddenly, a strong breath came from the magma pool below.

Although this breath was far less terrifying than Song Jinglun's, it was long and lingering, and the connotation of righteousness was vast, like a clear stream spreading in the boiling magma sea.

Feeling this familiar breath, Meng Shuran couldn't help but burst into tears: "He's still alive... He's still alive..."