"Boy, come here!"

The pressure on his body dissipated, and the huge dragon's eyes stared at Xue Qinghan and said. I wonder if it was an illusion, Xue Qinghan actually saw a faint sense of excitement among the pair of dragon eyes. However, Xue Qinghan did not feel the danger, and Luo Shuang was still there, so he couldn't help thinking too much.

Moreover, since it is something that Xue Qianren gives, you can trust it. As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water. Judging from Luo Shuang's situation, there should be no danger.

Xue Qinghan walked forward, and the moment he raised his footsteps, he did not notice that a ray of wave disappeared in his body.

As soon as he fell, Xue Qinghan was stunned. In one step, what appeared in front of him seemed to be another world, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the endless red red. The dark dragon disappeared, and the remaining bones disappeared. Everything was different except red. The red magma on the ground flowed silently, filling the pupils with endless red flames, burning in a strange place.

At the same time, Minglong looked ahead, and there, silently, a strange lotus shadow composed of pure red flames was about to bloom and appeared out of thin air. The lotus was about a meter tall, and the bright flames were swaying gently with a strange aura. The location of the lotus was the place where Xue Qinghan landed.

Minglong looked at the strange lotus that suddenly appeared, and his eyes were even more surprised. He turned around and looked at the golden blood lake: "It's interesting, it's really interesting. I didn't expect it to attract the attention of this thing, it's interesting. However, I just don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster, but I can't bear it, but I will die. I think that boy Xue Qianren can't blame me, it's not about my own business, hehe..."

The dark dragon looked at the swaying monster red lotus and laughed gloatingly.

Suddenly he came to the strange place. Although he didn't know what was going on, the breath here was filled with a dangerous smell. Xue Qinghan's body was flowing, and stars flashed in his eyes, and wisps of void sword intent surrounded his body. He was full of vigor and looked at the red sea of ​​fire.

A slight sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a sharp breath came over me.

"Who?"

Xue Qinghan shouted softly, and at the same time, a long sword in his hand, the void sword energy lingered, and a backhanded sword slashed from bottom to top.

"Clang~"

The long sword knocked the red spear that was piercing straight to the side. Xue Qinghan took advantage of the force to retreat, fell down a few steps away, and frowned as he watched the enemy attacking him.

In front of me, a strange figure surrounded by red flames, which seemed to be integrated with the sea of ​​fire in this space, appeared there. A spear in his hand and a numb face. There was no trace of emotional fluctuation. It was more like a walking corpse puppet than a living creature.

In the pupils, two red fires seemed extremely weird. What made Xue Qinghan even more concerned was that he did not notice the slightest breath of life on the other party. Therefore, the other party was obviously close to him just now, but he did not notice the other party's existence at all.

"Minglong? What the hell are you going to do? This...don't..."

However, what responded to him was just a spear. The spear tip was like a poisonous snake, and it was shining with a strange blood light, and it stabbed straight towards Xue Qinghan.

Xue Qinghan wants to curse, what's the matter? Trial? He is really an old slut.

Xue Qinghan didn't know that he was really wrong about Minglong, and this was really not what Minglong did.

The endless void sword energy burst out, forming a sword energy storm, covering Xue Qinghan. Xue Qinghan took mysterious steps under his feet, and his body turned into afterimage to avoid the spear. At the same time, the void sword energy condensed into a long sword phantom and flew out, stabbing at the other party.

The figure of flame was as strong as Xue Qinghan. Because of this, Xue Qinghan thought it was a trial created by the Nether Dragon.

In a blink of an eye, Xue Qinghan fought with the flame figure for dozens of moves. The ripples formed by the collision of spiritual power spread in the red sea of ​​fire. The void sword energy fought with the blood-colored spear, and the white and red figures entangled, turning into two afterimages.

"Boom~"

The two figures collided again. Xue Qinghan carried the sword energy storm and split the void. Xue Qinghan's figure also had an illusory meaning, and was extremely fast, as if he was traveling through the void, or as if he was completely integrated into the void.

A series of void swords crisscrossed. On the long sword in Xue Qinghan's hand, silver light condensed, mysterious Taoist patterns appeared, and a sword slashed the flame figure flying out.

Then, a series of void swords shot out one after another and disappeared in front of Xue Qinghan. The next moment, a ripples appeared in the space in front of the flame figure that was chopped several feet away. Then, a series of void swords penetrated through it. Without waiting for it to react, it pierced through the flame body, leaving holes.

Xue Qinghan used his sword technique to pinch his sword in his hand, and stabbed it flat with his right sword. Then he saw a sword tip appearing in front of the flame figure and nailing it into his head. However, the sword in Xue Qinghan's hand, the first half of the sword tip, was gone. The two were several feet apart, and the sword tip and the long sword in Xue Qinghan's hand seemed to be broken.

The next moment, the endless sword energy burst out in the head of the flamed figure and rushed down along the meridians, instantly destroying everything in his body.

The flame figure had no expression on its face, and the red light in its eyes disappeared, and then it disappeared. What followed was the fallen corpse of the flame figure, which also quickly dissipated, turning into wisps of red flames and blended into the sea of ​​fire.

The body had completely dissipated before it fell to the ground. Then Xue Qinghan saw that the red flames in the entire space boiled in an instant and began to gather together. A vortex of flame quickly formed, wrapping all the reds into it, and then quickly compressed.

At the end, the space began to break into pieces, and the red color in the space was only a wisp of a thumb-sized red flame, floating quietly in front of Xue Qinghan.

Before Xue Qinghan could react, the red flame appeared on Xue Qinghan's body, turning into flame smoke and swelling on Xue Qinghan's body.

Xue Qinghan was shocked and hurriedly used his spiritual power to suppress the smoke turned into by the red flames, and used the Void Sword Qi to break through a thin film it formed.

However, everything was futile, neither spiritual power nor sword energy had any effect on the red smoke. The moment the flame turned into smoke, Xue Qinghan felt a burst of heat coming from his body and soul, as if there was a flame burning him, from his body to his soul.

As the flame disappeared, the whole piece was destroyed in an instant, as if it had never existed. The huge body of the Nether Dragon once again came into view.

"I dare to ask senior, what does this mean?" Xue Qinghan stared at Minglong and asked.

"What does it mean? Boy, it's nothing to do with my deity." Minglong said.

"What? Is it possible that the Lord of Chang also needs to lie to you, this little devil. This is something you provoked by yourself, and it has nothing to do with me." Seeing Xue Qinghan's eyes still looking at him, with unconcealed suspicion in his eyes, Minglong sneered.

"By the way, as a senior, I kindly remind you that if you procrastinate, some of your injuries will be burned into ashes by your body and soul. Of course, if you can hold on, you will make a lot of money. Please be blessed, hehehe..."

When Xue Qinghan heard this, he glanced at the red smoke surrounding his body, and his face looked bad. He didn't know what it was, but his intuition told him that this thing was extremely dangerous, even though it did not cause any substantial harm to him now.

What's even more troublesome is that Xue Qinghan cannot remove it at all, and as time goes by, the feeling of heat continues to become stronger.

"You kid is still standing there, isn't you really want to turn into ashes? Let me tell you first, it's not about my deity's business, and I won't help you. Hehehe, the chance against the heavens is right in front of you, and you still don't seize it? Of course, opportunities are inevitable to walk with danger, hahaha..."

Xue Qinghan gritted his teeth, then took one step and fell down. Sure enough, the same red flame filled the space. The difference is that the flaming figure condensed in the flames was no longer one, but three people.

Xue Qinghan flashed and appeared in front of the three people. After taking three steps in a row, three figures of Xue Qinghan appeared, the sword shadow step, the body magic powers in the Void Sword Sutra, condensed the clone and had the power of one attack.

Three figures set out swords at the same time, and the attack was full force. The void sword energy burst out and directly killed the three flame figures.

Then, the whole world collapsed, and the sea of ​​fire turned into a wisp of flame, blending into the red smoke shrouded outside Xue Qinghan's body, making its color a little richer.

Then, Xue Qinghan continued to take steps, and once he fell, he entered a space and repeated it. Xue Qinghan couldn't remember how many times he repeated it, but only knew that more and more figures appeared, which made him cope with it and it took him longer and longer. The burning sensation from his body and soul was also getting stronger and stronger.

Minglong looked at Xue Qinghan with interesting interest. Moreover, Xue Qinghan didn't know that he felt it took a long time, but in fact, from the outside world, he seemed to have just fallen down, his figure disappeared, and he immediately appeared, which was dozens of times the flow rate he felt.

Xue Qinghan took steps slowly, disappearing and appearing again and again, and disappearing step by step. As time goes by, Xue Qinghan gradually appears embarrassed. Every time he disappears and appears again, there are more cracks on his clothes. Later, every time he appears, some new scars on his body are added.

As we walked step by step, the distance was getting closer and closer, but the pace was getting slower and slower. The smoke from the red flames shrouded in Xue Qinghan's body was so rich that it could not be dissolved. There were signs of substantial transformation, as if a ball of flame wrapped around Xue Qinghan's body, making his figure slightly blurred.
Chapter completed!