Yan Feng walked into the heart of this Shura Fire Sea, and at this moment he felt very strange, the power of Lin Xue'er's half-life essence in his body was quickly integrated into his life under the refining of Shura's fire. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He could feel that his strength was growing rapidly.

But... What's the use of that?

After tea.

He couldn't walk anymore, he underestimated the heart of the sea of fire in Shura, his body, at this moment, had exhausted the last trace of strength, now he just wanted to lie down quietly, look up at the endless fire of Shura, the endless sea of fire, the three-colored flames flowing, like a mask of death appearing in front of him.

Yan Feng's pupils also had three-colored flames burning, and a pair of eyes began to slowly dissipate, and with a plop, Yan Feng fell directly backwards, and the fire of infinite Shura roared down, completely enveloping it.

The endless heat scorched his body, and the severe wind was already numb to the stinging pain.

"Are you going to die?"

Yan Feng was lying on the ground, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, he was obviously here to save people...

"Shiyu, I'm sorry, I tried my best... Really tried my best. Yan Feng thought of Ye Shiyu, remembered that he had spoken before Ye Shiyu died, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

I am afraid that I will never be able to fulfill this promise again.

"I don't know what Cher is doing at this time... It should be, are you playing with Xiao Mula?" Yan Feng thought of Lin Xue'er's appearance, Lin Xue'er's nose, eyes, mouth, hair... Scenes from the past.

Thinking of everything about himself and Lin Xue'er these days, remembering the frightened scene when he saw Lin Xue'er in the cemetery on the first day, and remembering the embarrassment of being scared by Lin Xue'er and falling out of bed, I couldn't help but smile at the corner of my mouth.

"Cher, this time... I'm probably going to go first again. Yan Feng is not stupid, from Lin Xue'er's embroidered handkerchief, as well as Yan Feng's words on weekdays, he can guess that his last life should be the person who embroidered the flowers.

The so-called thousand-year-old love, that's it...

His eyes were slightly open, and he turned his head to look at the Shura fire that was densely packed around him, with memories of Lin Xue'er, with a smile, and Yan Feng's eyes slowly closed.

Flames, devour them completely!

"Cher, goodbye..."

Black, completely black, Yan Feng felt himself silent in an endless darkness, without the slightest sound.

"Wood~ Don't leave me, don't!"

At this moment, Yan Feng seemed to hear Lin Xue'er's voice, coming from this darkness, as if the Nine Heavens thunder exploded, hitting Yan Feng's heart directly, and suddenly opened his eyes!

"Cher!"

The originally gloomy eyes lit up again.

I can't die!

Yan Feng suddenly realized, I rub, I am now a soul body! If this is dead, it will be a real soul scattered! That is a complete disappearance between heaven and earth, completely dead!

I don't even have a chance to be reincarnated in the next life!

Thinking of this, a cold sweat suddenly broke out behind Yan Feng, if he died, there would be no next life, and Xue'er would never find herself!

At this moment, from Yan Feng's body, a red flame began to spread, desperately resisting the fire of Shura.

"Heaven burns!"

Yan Feng stood up with difficulty, his body swayed, he looked up to the sky and roared, the red flames on his body rose to the sky, and he actually held out a vacuum for himself in an instant, and after harmonizing Lin Xue'er's half-life essence, Yan Feng's strength doubled!

"En?" Cui Fujun looked at Yan Feng who stood up again, slightly surprised.

"For Xue'er, I can't die!" Yan Feng didn't dare to imagine how crazy Lin Xue'er would be if she learned that her soul was gone!

At this moment, from above the endless sea of fire, a purple light pierced through the black mist, passed through the human world to the underworld, and fell on Yan Feng's body.

"Zixia Tianyin, Fang Mu!"

Cui Fujun looked at this light, there was an aura on it that made him familiar, and at the same time made him jealous, and he couldn't help but think of the genius of the heavens, the Taoist priest who once made the entire underworld tremble!

One person, one sword, nine shadows, battle Yama!

"It seems that this kid has a lot to do with Fang Mu. ”

Bathing in the purple light, Yan Feng instantly felt that his soul body was being repaired quickly, and the fire of Shura around him, under this purple light, was actually shielded out, and he couldn't enter Yan Feng's body.

"Master!"

Yan Feng suddenly raised his head, this purple light is definitely Fang Mu!

"Go ahead, do what you want, that's all Master can do. A voice came into Yan Feng's ears through the pillar of light, and it was Fang Mu's voice, and there was a deep exhaustion in this voice.

It seems that this kind of Dao technique has a great load on Fang Mu! After all, from the human world to cross the Yin Division, this kind of Dao method is already beyond the ordinary.

After saying this, the pillar of light disappeared, but Yan Feng still had a purple light protector on his body.

"Thank you, Master..."

Yan Feng straightened his body again, withdrew his gaze from the direction of the pillar of light, and felt the intertwined power of destruction and rebirth in his body, the feeling of hovering between life and death echoed in his heart, and he walked forward again, the purple light on his body mixed with red flames, and rose to the sky.

The strangest thing is that in Yan Feng's yin and yang eyes, there are actually three-colored flames circulating, and part of the Shura fire that was originally going to burn Yan Feng's soul body was suppressed by purple light, and it was forever silent in Yan Feng's body!

This time, with the purple light body, Yan Feng was obviously much more relaxed, and it was difficult to get close to this Shura fire raging, but in the same way, the speed of this purple light was getting faster and faster.

Finally, when Yan Feng saw the end of this sea of fire, the purple light on his body had been scorched by the fire of Shura, and it was almost non-existent, only a faint light curtain.

In the last paragraph, Yan Feng gritted his teeth, and the purple light on his body had completely disappeared, but this purple light repaired most of Yan Feng's injuries, and Yan Feng finally walked out of the sea of Shura fire.

Looking back, it was like a dream, this three-color sea of fire was still raging and furious! I couldn't imagine that I had actually come out!

"You amaze me, even without that purple light, you still deserve my appreciation. Cui Fujun stood on the top of the Fierce Thunder Sword Mountain, looked down at Yan Feng and said.

Yan Feng's body was damaged, he looked up at Cui Fujun, and didn't say anything, at the moment he just wanted to grass Cui Fujun and his uncle!

Praise your uncle, I want you to praise a fart!

Damn, the sea of swords and fire, where is this!

If it weren't for the last moment when a master sent a purple light down on him from the world, I am afraid that I would be already in a state of mind and playing yo-yo!

Yan Feng raised his eyes and looked coldly at this Cui Fujun, uncle, when Lao Tzu becomes stronger one day, I also want you to come to this Shura Sea of Fire.

"The next Fierce Thunder Knife Mountain, if you don't want to, you can give up, I won't force it. ”

Cui Fujun pointed to the knife mountain under his body and said to Yan Feng.

Yan Feng glanced at the knife mountain in front of him, the bright knives were lined up, and there were also red, black, white, and three-color thunder and lightning were densely packed like electric snakes.

Thunder Knife Mountain!