Xiao Yu barely maintained a line of sobriety, "I didn't ...... It's okay......"

Youlian was taken aback, Xiao Yu's voice was so weak, it sounded like he only had his last breath left, "Young master, I'll send a message to Jun Shang to see if he can help you get out of trouble." ”

Xiao Yu thought clearly in the sea of consciousness, although there was a divine flame burning god, but the previously scattered divine consciousness finally gradually condensed into three points, if it was a moment ago, Xiao Yu would definitely nod without hesitation, but now, he changed his mind, because he had vaguely guessed what he was experiencing now.

"Don't ......" Xiao Yu's voice became weaker and weaker, "Since the old man has decided to let me enter the Phoenix Divine Fire, there must be his reasons, his old man is now doing his best to help me stabilize the overall situation, how can I let him down." ”

"This ...... But ......" Demon Lian rubbed his hands again and again, what Xiao Yu said was true, but now how could he sit back and watch Xiao Yu suffer from the Divine Flame Burning God, but he didn't do anything, in case something happened to Xiao Yu, everything was irreparable.

Xiao Yu didn't understand what was going on in Youlian's mind, but at this time, he didn't have any extra energy to take care of these at all, he just tried his best to maintain the stability of Zhihai, hoping to find some kind of strength to help him resist this extreme pain.

The burning of the flames seemed endless, never ending, Xiao Yu curled up on the ground, his facial features were distorted and almost deformed, and his originally majestic and heroic face looked so depressed at this moment, he couldn't connect him with the high-spirited and arrogant Xiao Yu before.

Xiao Yu had already tried to transfer all kinds of energy in his body, but even if there were hundreds of millions of energy in the Wuxiang Heavenly Book, none of them could help him alleviate even the slightest pain, and the rest, whether it was the power of the Divine Bead, or the Nine Yang Source Qi, or the Emperor's bloodline, or even the Chijin Xingchen and the wisdom of Prajna, had no effect, as if this heavy flame had isolated him from all the energy.

Xiao Yu barely opened his eyes, looking at the flames flying in front of him, and suddenly a clear world suddenly appeared in front of him, it was the world many years ago, the golden sunlight sprinkled from the nine heavens, covering the entire wooden floor, through the blue curtains, looking at the boundless world outside, full of green green.

At that time, what kind of peace and beauty, although there was also endless bullying and abuse, but under the protection of the two great figures, he was always able to find a pure land, it is precisely because of the existence of this pure land that he can always find his own happiness and meaning in such lonely years.

The world is complicated, like a dream, it turns out that no matter how much you experience, the most nostalgic thing is always the warmth you encountered at the beginning, with such warmth as the background, no matter what you face in the coming years, you can walk in the bright sunshine.

Xiao Yu took a breath slowly, just such a slight movement, but it almost made his whole body fall apart, at this time he had realized that all this might be an illusion, but the pain he suffered was real.

The perception of pain made Xiao Yu sober up from the fog for three minutes, Xiao Yu was slightly stunned, just now he vaguely felt that the pain in his body had been reduced, Xiao Yu thought about it, but he didn't let himself fall into memories again, because at such a critical time now, he must control his divine sense, memories can bring him good feelings, and even reduce the pain of the body to a certain extent, but it may also bring other negative emotions, in contrast, Xiao Yu is more willing to control everything about himself, whether it is life or death, he is in control。

Thinking like this, Xiao Yu's gaze became clearer, and through the boundless flames, Xiao Yu faintly saw that in the depths of the flames, there was a mass of things that maintained the same posture as him, floating in the fierce flames.

Could it be that there is another person who has suffered the same Divine Flame as him...... Xiao Yu thought of it for the first time, but then shook his head, since this is an illusion, then it is a world that only belongs to him, and no one else can enter it no matter what.

Xiao Yu stared at it, the mass of things gradually became clear, Xiao Yu saw it clearly, and his heart suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his whole body trembled.

This tremor suddenly involved all the wounds on his body, and the pain could not be described in any words, Xiao Yu couldn't care about anything else, and rolled wildly on the ground, trying to alleviate the pain in his body.

But no matter how Xiao Yu rolled, the pain never lessened by half a point, until Xiao Yu was exhausted and couldn't even move his fingers, and finally curled up stiffly on the ground, as if all the flesh and blood in his body had been sucked dry, and it seemed that only a piece of dry bone remained.

Xiao Yu fell to the ground extremely weakly, the pain of the flame burning was not alleviated by his weakness, in the boundless pain, Xiao Yu's spirit was scattered again, at this time, the only hope was death, if someone came to give him a knife, so that he could die happily, he would definitely be grateful to that person.

But there was no such thing as no, despair began to slowly grow from the bottom of his heart, Xiao Yu had never been so bent on death as he was now, or rather, he didn't want to die, but in the pain of this kind of flame burning god, he would rather die.

"Young Master ......" Demon Lian wept, although he couldn't feel the pain that Xiao Yu was suffering, but he could sense his desire for death, what kind of despair was needed, so that such a proud son of heaven could forget all his worries, all his dreams, and just want to die.

Xiao Yu could no longer hear the voice of the demon, his divine sense became more and more chaotic, and the extreme pain surpassed his body, and even his spirit was all occupied, without a trace of space.

This kind of pain is endless, and when it never ends, no matter what kind of struggle it is, it is impossible to get rid of such a situation and fate......

Xiao Yu was lying on the ground, and various colors began to appear in front of him, and the world was like a real world in front of him, Xiao Yu looked at the ever-changing world like this, hoping that someone could come out of the world and end his fate.

Outside the Phoenix Divine Flame, Feng Lingyue stood by nothing, and the eight-color source was centered on the Honghu, crisscrossing the boundless world, with the help of the Emperor, nearly half an hour had passed, but the Phoenix Divine Shadow still showed no signs of breaking through the ban.

"Old man-" Feng Lingyue's clear eyes suddenly moved, "Did something happen to Xiao Lang?"

Emperor Zun's eyes were originally slightly closed, but when he heard this, he slowly opened his eyes, half confused and half sighed, "Do you feel it-sure enough, the thought is connected, and the heavens and the earth are unobstructed." ”