At midnight on the third day, Nie Chenfeng and his party went through hardships and finally escaped from the dangerous cliff of nothingness.
However, although I got two treasures this time, a green lotus petal and an orange leaf, I did not find Wuwang Karma Fire.
Zhou Xian'er was in a little depressed along the way. Although she comforted Nie Chenfeng in turn, he could see that she was still feeling a little uncomfortable. After all, after struggling for so long, she was filled with danger and she didn't even have the shadow of Wuwang Karma Fire.
See.
In that ancient sect space, they have almost searched for places where they can see it. Of course, except for the "inside" of the giant volcano!
However, it was so dangerous outside the volcano. No matter how greedy the people who fled in a hurry, how could they enter the unknown inside? Not only did they say whether there were treasures inside the volcano, but just the eruption was enough to make the mysterious person instantly transform into a mysterious person?
Everyone was frightened by the ashes of magma.
As for Nie Chenfeng, he was not very disappointed. Because he felt that this Wuwang karma fire must be related to the fire elf who pretended to be dumb...
"Aowu...the desert survivor tribe is ahead."
When Ah Huang saw a wandering fire in the distance, he screamed with excitement!
"Haha, Xian'er, we're here."
Nie Chenfeng also looked happy.
"Hehe, really."
Zhou Xian'er twisted her slim waist, her slender and well-proportioned legs seductively attracted her mind, and accelerated her movement!
"Lin'er, hurry up. We're here." Nie Chenfeng cared about his divine beast.
...
In the tribe of surviving people, Old Man Huo was patrolling there uneasyly, as if he had been watching here, waiting for something to return.
Now it has been five days since the white-haired boy promised to save the saint of the Hui tribe. He has to wander here and look around every day. But this long wait has gradually made him lose confidence.
"Oh. Although the white-haired boy has no secret cultivation and is terrifyingly profound, the two groups of human cultivators who came earlier are not good at it!"
Old Man Huo frowned at Fire and sighed: "Besides, there is an inexplicable danger in the Cliff of Nothingness. It is already a blessing that they can save their lives and come back. How could they even bring the Saint back?"
With such a grievance, Old Man Huo became more and more slim as he thought about it. He seemed to have grown a few dozen years old in an instant!
“Huh?”
A voice of doubt came.
"Old patriarch, look at what's there!"
Suddenly, the saint's sister screamed, and her little finger, shrouded in flames, pointed at a monster in the distance and said!
"Oh my God, is that the Qilin Holy Beast that is rare in a thousand years?"
At this time, many fire elves looked in that direction, looking at the Holy Beast King who was spitting out of fire all over his body in horror!
"Oh no. It is impossible for the seal of the Cliff of Nothingness to be untied, and countless beasts of prehistoric worlds escaped?"
When the old man Huo saw the fiery red beast shadow a hundred feet away, he muttered to himself, and the shock on his face was endless.
"Then my remnant, Fire Elf, will be......"
Old Man Huo looked solemn. Thinking of some terrible consequences, he was about to migrate here immediately. However, just as he was about to turn around, his eyes were stopped. Then, under the desert on a moonlit night, a white-haired boy was holding him.
A fairy in white appeared in everyone's sight. With the fire, the remaining people could see clearly.
"The old patriarch is that white-haired boy. He is really back alive!"
The little fire elves cheered and attracted the viewing of the fire elves.
"This..." Old Man Huo turned around and looked at the white-haired boy carrying the magic knife in shock, then looked at the Fire Kirin with fire spitting all over his body, with both joy and fear in his eyes.
Since they were only about three feet tall and not high enough, they did not notice that the Qilin beast that was stomping on their backs was a saint who was sleeping in a coma!
After a moment, Nie Chenfeng led the little fairy with a dirty face and came to everyone's eyes. Behind him was a proud, huge ancient beast with a purple-red flame all over his body!
"Old Clan Chief of Fire!"
Nie Chenfeng swept the astonishment in everyone's eyes, walked up to look at Old Man Huo with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it is the monster I have conquered, called 'Lin'!"
"Is that true?"
Old Man Huo was stunned when he heard this and then was overjoyed.
"Hahaha, young man, it's good to come back, it's good to come back."
"Um."
Nie Chenfeng smiled and nodded to everyone.
Old Man Huo was overjoyed and looked around again, and found that there was indeed no shadow of the Elf Saint, but his eyes couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"She...you didn't save her?"
Although the old patriarch knew the answer, he couldn't help asking. Perhaps it would be nice for this old man to get some broken news about the saint!
Nie Chenfeng was stunned, turned his head unintentionally, looked at the fairy, and said, "Hehe, the old patriarch..."
"Woooooooooooo...Grandpa Huo!!!"
Just when Nie Chenfeng was about to tell Old Man Huo the truth, a pleasant voice came from the back of the Qilin beast.
Immediately afterwards, everyone looked up and saw a hazy elf with fire on Qilin's neck, crying, looking excitedly at the leader of the Fire Old Clan!
"Ling'er..."
Seeing this, Old Man Huo trembled all over. When he saw the saint jumping down from the back of the unicorn and approaching him, he finally realized, holding the saint's face in tears...
The desert is yellow-brown and vast.
The moonlight is very hazy, covering this world with a mysterious color.
The night was quiet, but it was broken by several terrifying beast roars from the cliff of nothingness in the distance.
In the fiery red tent standing vaguely in the desert, the two and the beasts were receiving warm hospitality from the Fire Elf Tribe.
Desert Jade Dew Wine, wild plant dishes.
Although it is incomparable to the good wine and meat outside, it seems extremely rare and precious in this lifeless desert.
Today, this ancient and abandoned mysterious race is extremely grateful to the combination because a man and a female monk rescued their saint. A burst of laughter filled the night, and the shadow of the toasts and chats is harmonious and beautiful in the tent...
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Soon, midnight has passed.
In a simple tent, Nie Chenfeng sat cross-legged, and on his shoulder, there was a silver dragon with a beautiful fairy beside him. As for the fire unicorn, he was naturally patrolling outside because his body was too large.
"Brother Chen, thank you this time."
The voice of Old Man Huo came and sat against him.
"Haha, it's okay. You have said this many times, Old Master." Nie Chenfeng said with a smile.
"this……"
Upon hearing this, the old patriarch touched his beard embarrassedly, and then smiled at the elf saint sitting next to him.
"Uh...that's OK."
After a moment of silence, the old patriarch looked at him and said, "Hehehe, Brother Chen, then I will no longer bend around the bush. I know you have many doubts, so I will ask if you have anything. I will do my best to answer you!"
"oh?"
Nie Chenfeng was slightly happy when he heard this. He knew that such a result would be, so he was not shy. He looked directly at the saint next to Old Man Huo and asked, "How could she speak? Why did she lie to me before?
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"This..." The old patriarch was embarrassed and looked at the saint.
"As far as I know, the fire elves of the remnants of the tribe have no hope and no desire, no action and no job, and are always frank and straightforward, which is a symbol of 'inaction'. How could they deceive us?"
Nie Chenfeng looked at the old and the young, and although his tone was sharp, he did not mean offense.
When the elf saint heard this, she frowned slightly. She was shrouded in flames, a little short, like an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, but she was also cute and beautiful.
"My benefactor. I did not deliberately deceive you and the fairy."
The saint spoke, looked at the fairy beside her, and her eyes fell on Nie Chenfeng's face again.
"Oh?" He was puzzled.
"That's right. A swearing little dragon came more than ten days ago. When we saw it pitiful, we were afraid that it would die in the forbidden area of the desert, so we took it in!"
It is not surprising that he knows that the elves are kind-hearted.
As he said that, the saint looked at the silver dragon on Nie Chenfeng's shoulder and continued: "Later, it said it was going to find someone at the Cliff of Nothingness, but we did not tell it where it was. It dared not break in, so it was here.
Stayed."
Upon hearing this, Ah Huang touched his bulging belly embarrassedly, and the two peas were blinded and turned around.
"Five days ago, two powerful monks accidentally found my elf and wanted to capture me directly. Fortunately, this little dragon saved me. I thought it was just a rogue dragon who cheated on food and drink, but
I didn't expect it to be capable."
The saint looked at Ah Huang, his eyes sometimes hated and sometimes gentle.
Ah Huang looked at Nie Chenfeng and found that he was staring at him. He quickly flew to the fairy's shoulder and grinned at him, afraid that he would ask for punishment.
The saint chuckled when she saw this and said.
"Because our clan stipulates that outsiders must be careful whenever they come. As a saint, I dare not speak easily, for fear of revealing my identity."
"But those people still know my secret!"
"oh?"
Hearing this, Nie Chenfeng frowned and looked at the saint and said, "Your secret is that blood can untie the seal of the Cliff of Nothingness Volcano? They are also arresting you for this?"
"Well. Maybe they got this news from the family sect and had to come and arrest me before they could unseal the seal."
Nodded, the saint's face was a little "pale". She had lost too much blood and had recovered after sleeping for so long.
"The reason why you don't communicate with me or Ah Huang is because you can't tell whether we are good or bad people?"
Nie Chenfeng revealed the key to this fairy dress.
"yes."
At this time, Old Man Huo interrupted: "My clan has no hope and no desire. He usually wanders in the desert on the edge of the cliff of nothingness. After a day, he will change his place."
"The reason I stayed here for so long this time is not because I was waiting for the return of the saint." Old Man Huo revealed: "Only those who have no chance will find it difficult to meet my desert survivors. As for those who come to look for it specifically, unless they have great supernatural powers,
Later, there are guidance from people who are like kings, and it is absolutely impossible to find us. We will guard against what we encounter unintentionally."
Looking at the two, the old patriarch had sincere eyes.
"So Brother Chen and Fairy, don't blame the holy lady for being mute in the dress."
"Of course."
Nie Chenfeng whispered.
"Yes. What's more, when you come, you want to find the Wuwang karma fire of our tribe. How could we not be careful?"
Hearing this, both beasts were shocked and their eyes widened.
The fire of our clan’s Wuwang Karma? What does this mean?
Nie Chenfeng grabbed the old man Huo's big hand, shaking it as if he was grabbing a woman's hand, "stroking" him, staring at him excitedly and said: "You mean Wuwang karma fire is in your clan.