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Facing the endless flames, Xiao Zheng was really desperate.

He is the ancestor of playing with fire. He never thought that one day he would be burned to death with flames.

There was a sea of ​​fire surging around, and Xiao Zheng had no chance at all.

“Buzz.”

Just when Xiao Zheng was desperate, the soul stone tablet standing in Xiao Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly vibrated.

Circles of golden light swept out from the soul stone tablet, and instantly rushed out of Xiao Zheng's sea of ​​consciousness, wrapping him in it.

The vastness and majesty are as powerful as the eternal aura, spreading across Xiao Zheng's body.

At the same time, endless immortal fire poured down towards Xiao Zheng like mercury.

This is the immortal fire transformed from the fire domain of the Immortal Bird, which is enough to kill the monks in the Death Transformation Period. However, the flame fell on the golden light and slowly melted away.

Wrapped in the golden light, Xiao Zheng felt warm and seemed to be in a hot spring.

Faced with the impact of the Immortal Fire, the golden light burst out from the Soul Stone Monument was easily blocked. Xiao Zheng never expected that the Soul Stone Monument that he had been "deeply" could save his life at this moment.

"Forehead"

Just as Xiao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, a sense of weakness that he had never felt before came, and Xiao Zheng knew it was terrible.

This golden light was obviously also "stimulated" by its own power, and even if Xiao Zheng's true energy is extremely powerful, it can only support instant kung fu.

"It seems that God wants me to die."

Feeling the golden light around him fading and slowly melting, Xiao Zheng smiled bitterly in his heart. He thought he would not die this time, but he lived for a while.

"roar."

Just when Xiao Zheng was desperate, an angry roar soared into the sky from not far away, and a phantom of a dragon appeared with the roar, and the majestic pressure of the divine beast suddenly burst out.

Xiao Zheng widened his eyes and looked at a slender body in the center of the dragon's phantom in disbelief. It was Weng Zixuan.

Weng Zixuan was really anxious at this moment.

At the beginning, she followed Xiao Zheng, but was threatened by the blood of the dragon. It was a helplessness and a unwilling compromise.

But as she contacted her, she also became more and more familiar with Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng's unruly and free and easy heart, and his bad smile all attracted Weng Zixuan.

This is a man who seems to be unruly but can stand in front of you without hesitation at critical moments!

A man who can sacrifice his or her blood for the sake of the person he or she likes.

A man who can never retreat in order to improve his strength.

But she has a cold and beautiful personality and is not good at expressing her feelings, so she has always treated Xiao Zheng plainly.

Only Weng Zixuan himself knew that Xiao Zheng was becoming more and more important in her heart, and this kind of feeling was buried deeply in her heart by Weng Zixuan.

But when Xiao Zheng was trying his best to throw her out before, this feeling could no longer be hidden, and it would be like a mountain torrent.

"Xiao Zheng, you must be alive."

Weng Zixuan burned all the true energy in her body, turned into a physically-like phantom of the dragon, and rushed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation.

The phantom of the dragon, with an immortal aura, was boundless and boundless. Facing the bombardment of the vast sea of ​​fire, it always gathered but never dispersed.

This is the shadow of the dragon that Weng Zixuan burns his cultivation level, or even burns his life.

"No, don't."

Looking at Weng Zixuan in the shadow of the dragon, endless anger surged in Xiao Zheng's heart, and he wished he could rush up immediately and push Weng Zixuan away.

But at this moment, he couldn't move at all, so he could only watch Weng Zixuan rush in.

"roar."

The phantom of the dragon was roaring, and in the sea of ​​fire, it opened up a passage.

At this moment, the already crazy iron-winged long spiny dragon and tiger body shook, and a fear from the depths of the soul hit the whole body.

"Dragon?"

"No, it's impossible, how could a dragon appear here?"

Just as the iron-winged Spinosaur was stunned, the Immortal Bird's attack had fallen, and the Immortal Cremation turned into a physically-like flame phoenix, and rushed down at the Immortal-winged Spinosaur.

"Break it for me."

The iron-winged Spinosaurus also attacked with all his strength. The sword world exploded in an instant, and golden long swords rolled up and turned into sword lights all over the sky, falling down directly, directly covering the immortal birds.

The phoenix that is not dead cremated also submerged the iron-winged Spinosaurus.

At this moment, the terrifying power of the two bombardment also attacked Xiao Zheng, trying to swallow him up.

"Xiao Zheng, don't worry, I won't let you die."

Weng Zixuan's voice came. The next moment, the phantom of the divine dragon enveloped Xiao Zheng. The scorching flames and sharp sword light fell down, and they were all blocked by the phantom of the divine dragon.

The burning dragon blood flame can restrain the immortal fire of the immortal bird, while ignoring the sword light of the iron-winged Spinosaurus.

"No, don't."

Xiao Zheng was so angry that he wanted to stop Weng Zixuan from burning his life, but at this moment he had already been "pulled" by the Soul Stele, and he did not even have the power to move his fingers.

At this moment, he regretted it very much, regretting why he took the risk for the treasure of the Iron-Winged Spinosaurus!

If he is given another chance, he will take Weng Zixuan away without hesitation.

"Xiao Zheng, I'm fine."

Seeing that Xiao Zheng was safe, Weng Zixuan showed a satisfied smile on her lips.

Xiao Zheng watched the wrinkles climb up Weng Zixuan's pretty face. The original three thousand black hairs turned white almost at a speed visible to the eyes.

"No, no, please."

Tears were shed, and before they could fall, they were turned into steam by the scorching temperature. At this moment, Xiao Zheng was even more desperate than before his death.

"Xiao Zheng, I don't think I can't send you to the eleventh earth. After you arrive, remember to ask me hello to the dragon. I am very grateful to him for letting me meet you."

As life burned, Weng Zixuan became extremely weak and her voice intermittently, but the smile on her face became stronger and stronger.

"No, I don't want it. Go and tell Shenlong yourself, stop quickly."

Xiao Zheng roared shrillly and bit his teeth.

It seemed that I felt Xiao Zheng's moan, the soul stone tablet trembled, and the golden light dissipated.

Xiao Zheng found that he could finally move.

The moment she found that she could move, Xiao Zheng rushed out without hesitation, hugged Weng Zixuan, and at the same time, he threw out a series of restrictions to block the vitality in Weng Zixuan's body and prevent her from continuing to burn her life.

The shadow of the dragon was dissipating, and the domineering and majestic aura began to slowly disappear.

After doing all this, Xiao Zheng rushed out without hesitation, and when the flames gathered again, he rushed out.

The moment he rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, Xiao Zheng stared fiercely at the descendants of the two divine beasts who were still fighting, "If Zixuan has something to do, you'd better pray that you can die before you meet me."

After saying this, Xiao Zheng summoned the Red Demon Sword and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

At this moment, Xiao Zheng just wanted to find a place to help Weng Zixuan heal her wounds, and this place was obviously not a good place.

The moment Xiao Zheng disappeared, the Iron-winged Spinosaur and the Immortal Bird discovered each other, but the two who were red-eyed did not care about the two ants-like monks, but continued to fight.

"Zixuan, you're okay, believe me, you're OK."

Xiao Zheng hugged Weng Zixuan, while controlling the Red Demon Sword, he grabbed a large handful of pills and medicines. No matter what it was, all Weng Zixuan's mouth was.

"fool."

I don’t know if it was the elixir "medicine" that really worked or the psychological effect. After swallowing the elixir "medicine", Weng Zixuan’s "spirit" improved a lot, and she reached out to touch Xiao Zheng’s face.

"Xiao Zheng, it turns out that this feeling is really comfortable lying in your arms." Weng Zixuan looked at Xiao Zheng quietly, and a hint of "conceived" in Wushen's eyes flashed.

"Well, I will hold you every day from now on." Xiao Zheng's eyes wet again, and tears hit Weng Zixuan's face.

Weng Zixuan gently wiped away the tears from the corner of Xiao Zheng's mouth, and her eyes were always calm, "Xiao Zheng, do you think you will remember me?"

"No, I am the one who doesn't remember the sex the most. If you leave, I will forget you in a minute." Xiao Zheng's voice was trembling.

"Hehe, I believe you can." Weng Zixuan smiled and saw through Xiao Zheng's little thoughts.

"Believe me, you will be fine." Xiao Zheng was confused, uneasy, unwilling, and all kinds of emotions filled his heart.

Xiao Zheng racked his brains, but he didn't think of any way to save a monk who had burned his life.

Even if he died in his previous life, he was not so desperate.

"Don't comfort me, I know my situation myself."

Weng Zixuan's skin became older and older, and her eyes began to become turbid.

Xiao Zheng was stunned and quickly checked the restrictions in Weng Zixuan's body.

It's useless. Even though Weng Zixuan stopped burning her life, the vitality is still passing by.
To be continued...