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One hundred and seventy-nine, Xiyang

But after a moment the flames were extinguished, He Sansi turned around and walked forward.

Han Yiming also walked forward and stopped just this time, and the place where he landed was so hot that it was unacceptable.

But the stars ahead didn't look back and still walked forward.

Han Yiming didn't know why his spell could not be used, but he couldn't stop here either. After a moment of stopping, his feet would be so burning and painful that he could only keep walking forward.

I don’t know how long I walked, Xingchen suddenly turned around and stopped.

Han Yiming and He Sansi did not dare to stop and continued to move forward.

When I walked to the stars, I felt a little cool.

Xingchen said, "Stop here." He pointed his hand forward.

He pointed at a black stone, which was no different from a piece of charcoal in the bright or dark red.

He led the two to the black stone, which was about three feet square and was not red.

When I walked up, I felt the heat slightly reduced, and my feet were no longer as hot as I couldn't stop.

Han Yiming was still able to stand by the black stone, but He Sansi sat down.

His cheekbones had scorched marks and his lips were dry and cracked.

He Sansi sighed, "It's so hot here that I never thought it would have happened."

Han Yiming's lips were burning and his tongue was dry, and he said to Xingchen: "Stars, where is there water? I'm so thirsty."

Xingchen said: "There is no water here."

Han Yiming thought for a while and said, "Can't you think of a way?"

Xingchen said lightly: "Master, you cannot use spells here. If you use spells here, we will never be able to get to scorched earth."

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment and said for a while: "Are we just walking over so thirsty? Can we go so far?"

Xingchen said: "The boundless sea of ​​fire is the place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers, and it is also the place where the fire of heaven and earth gathers. When our magic comes here, it will be cleared by the spiritual energy here."

Han Yiming looked at his feet, and since he stood on the land beside the black stone, he felt that the fire was burning and burning.

Xingchen said: "The soil beside the black stone is Xilan. In this spiritual power, Xilan will never change. Without this Xilan, we will not be able to get into the scorched earth."

He Sansi was sitting on the ground, but when he heard it was Xirang, he immediately stood up, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed three times before sitting down again.

He took off his shoes and socks, and several big bubbles had already appeared on the soles of his feet.

Han Yiming sat down on the side, but Xingchen still stood upright and did not sit.

Fire lights soared into the sky around them, some splashed to the ground, and some disappeared like fireworks. Han Yiming no longer knew where he was, and looked at the way he went, but there was no end.

He stopped and asked Xingchen, "We can't use spells even if we found Suzaku?"

Xingchen said lightly: "We cannot use spells here and scorched earth. The place where Suzaku is located is Xirang. When we get there, we can use spells."

He smiled slightly: "The head of the sect thought we were here to die?"

Han Yiming was stunned, and Xingchen said lightly: "President, when the Wubian Fire Sea meets our magic, it will only become hotter and hotter. Now we can still support it when we walk in it, so let's walk over like this. When we reach the scorched earth, it will not be so hot. Xilan in the scorched earth is where the Vermilion Bird is, and our spiritual power will increase greatly. What will happen at that time is unpredictable."

He glanced at He Sansi and said, "How is the injury on your feet?"

He Sansi said lightly: "It's okay. Just walk forward."

Xingchen thought for a while and said, "Just take a break here for a while. No one can come here at this time, and it is not as hot as you rest here. Let's go forward after you rest."

He Sansi said: "Will you delay the time when you rest during this period?"

Xingchen smiled and said, "At this point, what else can you delay or not?"

He Sansi smiled and said, "Yes." He stopped and asked, "I am not afraid of death, but now, I only feel that my cultivation is low. Wouldn't you really make things difficult for me?"

He smiled and said, "I know your cultivation, and I know your cultivation. My cultivation is nothing in front of you, but I don't know that it will be detrimental to you at that time?"

Han Yiming glanced at him and then looked at Xingchen: He Sansi had seen Xingchen's cultivation level?

Xingchen never mentioned his cultivation level, and Han Yiming never knew where Xingchen's cultivation level had reached.

But since the stars appeared, slaughtering the blue dragon and killing the green dragon, Han Yiming knew that his cultivation was unfathomable. He was not an enemy of Lingshan, which was a blessing for Lingshan.

Where did He Sansi know Xingchen’s cultivation level?

Xingchen is definitely not a person who is a lucky person, and the dragon is not a last sight. How did He Sansi know his cultivation level?

He couldn't help but look at Xingchen and thought to himself: "Does he know many things that I don't know?"

He never underestimated his fellow disciples. He Sansi told him that many pasts of Lingshan were naturally far above him, but his cultivation level was slightly inferior.

He also knew that he couldn't ask about this, so He Sansi would never say it, so he simply didn't ask.

But he had a question in his heart, looked at Xingchen and He Sansi, and was suspicious.

Although I am in the clearing soil, although there is no cool breeze, the heat that could have burned people slowly faded away.

Han Yiming's body gradually became cold, but his mouth was still thirsty. He looked ahead and didn't know where the next piece of soil was, nor when he could reach the scorched earth. Moreover, when he heard the word scorched earth, he knew that it was not a good place. He couldn't say that he would still be thirsty as soon as he was now. After thinking about it, he asked Xingchen, "Where is there water to drink?"

Xingchen said lightly: "There is no water here, and there is no water until the center of the scorched earth. We must go through this journey."

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment. He could still bear the hunger in his abdomen, and he could never bear the hunger without water.

He looked at Xingchen carefully. Xingchen looked as usual and didn't seem to think that this matter was very important.

He Sansi was already lying down on Xirang. When he heard this, he turned over and asked, "How long will we go? How long have we been? I don't even know at all."

Xingchen said: "The sea of ​​fire is boundless, but the cultivation level of the person who sees the person who has left is closer, and those with the lowest cultivation level will be buried here. After walking for a long time, there are still two routes to go. It doesn't matter when you walk here."

He Sansi was stunned for a moment before saying, "Then let's go, don't rest."

He sighed, "I am extremely thirsty now. Ordinary people die after not drinking water for three days. Since we don't know the time, we have to hurry up within three days. Otherwise, we will be silent on the road."

Han Yiming wanted to sit down, but when he heard this, he knew that he could only move forward but not retreat, and Xingchen's temperament would never retreat. He also said, "Then don't sit here for a long time, let's go."

Xingchen shook his head and said, "Let's rest here for now. Now it's not the time to leave. Now it's hard for us to go to the scorched earth. The six hours after this are the hottest time of the sea of ​​boundless fire. Wouldn't we go into it and die? But after six hours, the sea of ​​boundless fire will be a little cooler, and we will leave. It's much easier to walk without such heat."
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