Ye Huang looked back and saw Li Ling's body lying on the ground, suddenly surrounded by a blazing flame.

The flame had the temperature to incinerate everything, and all the combustibles around it were affected, and the flames enveloped Li Ling in an instant, and her body soon disappeared. Seeing this scene, Ye Huang, who had become an incarnate cultivator, suddenly recovered a little from the state of being enchanted, and he looked at Li Ling, who had been engulfed by flames, in horror.

failed to save Li Ling, now, even Li Ling's body can't be preserved!?

He threw Zhao Qing aside and desperately rushed into the flames.

The heat wave hit it, which was enough to burn people's skin, but Ye Huang, who had King Kong's incorruptible body and divine power to protect his body, didn't seem to feel this kind of heat at all, and he looked for Li Ling's traces in a blazing flame.

Nothing was found, Li Ling's body was not seen at all, even if it was incinerated, it was impossible to disappear so quickly!

Somewhere, something unexpected must have happened, otherwise there would not have been a fire burning here for no reason.

Ye Huang wanted to break out of the encirclement of the flames, but suddenly found that the flames burning around him had surrounded him, and no matter which direction he fled, those flames followed him. This feeling is not so much surrounded by flames as the flames as if they knew him!

"Ye Huang! Ye Huang ......"

In the midst of the flames, a girl's voice suddenly came, Ye Huang looked back, and a figure formed by the flames appeared in the fire, and she kept walking towards Ye Huang.

"Li Ling!?Is it you, Li Ling!?" Ye Huang opened his mouth, and the heat wave rushed down his mouth to his lungs.

"Ye Huang!"

The figure rushed towards Ye Huang, and Ye Huang subconsciously wanted to dodge, because the temperature that was enough to incinerate everything had exceeded the limit that Ye Huang could bear.

However, Ye Huang's escape seemed to be a little useless, the figure formed by the condensation of the flames collided with Ye Huang's body, and the moment the two people touched, the light was released at the point where they intersected!

The intense light formed a blooming cross, spreading towards the sky, as if some kind of miracle had descended.

And the moment he came into contact with this flame figure, memories like a tide suddenly rushed into Ye Huang's mind.

These memories are confused, mixed, fragmented, and endless!

What appeared in Ye Huang's mind was the burning fire all over the sky, the houses that were burned and only the support remained, the children who were crying in the fire, and a figure standing in the flames, as if carrying the wrath of the gods in the sky.

Ye Huang could be very sure that these memories did not belong to him.

A memory that did not belong to him suddenly broke into his mind and merged with him.

Ye Huang's consciousness analyzed this memory and assimilated it, making Ye Huang's soul feel as if he had personally returned to the scene in his memory.

"Eh, here...... What's going on here?What kind of place is this......" Ye Huang looked around blankly.

Those fragmented pictures just now have been condensed into a fragmented scene, and the existence of the fire continues to exist, and the existence of the unknown state is nothingness.

Everything was burning, the fleeing adults were crying, the children were crying, and a figure was in the flames.

"Run, run with the kids!"

Under the rubble of a collapsed house, a mother is held down by a crosslog, and her husband tries to pull her out of the rubble, but the fire that is already about to spread does not give him time to do so. The mother let out a heart-rending roar and said to the man, "Leave me alone, run with the child!!!"

The man tried his best, but he still did not pull the woman out of the rubble, his eyes were full of tears, and seeing that the flames had spread, he had to abandon his wife, holding the infant baby in one hand and the little boy of seven or eight years old in the other, and ran away.

The little boy looked back at his mother and cried out in despair: "Mommy, don't, Mommy, come out, Mommy, let's go together!!"

Seeing this, Ye Huang hurriedly rushed over to lift the crossbar that was pressing the woman, but found that his body had passed through the crossbar. He understood that the scene here was a past event that had already happened, and he, as a viewer of the past, could not change what had happened. All the tragedies that happened here, he could only watch.

The man who had fled with the two children had not gone far when suddenly another house collapsed beside them, and the fallen ruins were about to submerge the father and son.

Thundered!!!

The fallen ruins instantly submerged the father, and in the flames, it was difficult to leave even a complete corpse.

The boy who escaped the catastrophe sat on his knees in the fire with the baby in his arms and cried.

The baby's cry and the boy's cry converged and echoed above the fire, making people feel an indescribable sadness.

At this time, everyone was thinking about running for their lives, and when they were not safe, no one paid attention to the group of brothers and sisters, and the flames were devouring around them step by step, and the blazing heat had almost suffocated the little baby.

There was no one to save the brother and sister, and they fell into despair.

The only one who approached the siblings was the figure that was in the flames, like a god of fire.

As he approached, the air around him burned, and the brother and sister could not withstand the heat, the baby had long since stopped crying, and the little boy passed out.

Ye Huang walked up to the brother and sister and stopped the flame figure that kept approaching the two of them, even though he knew that it didn't help, he still did it.

"Don't go any further, go any further, the two of them will surely die! What the hell are you, why do you want to hurt these innocent people!"

As soon as Ye Huang's words fell, the flame figure also stopped, not that the figure heard Ye Huang's voice, but that the figure was tilting his head to look at the baby who had passed out.

Following the line of sight of this flame figure, Ye Huang could clearly see the face of the little boy lying on the ground unconscious on his back.

Suddenly, Ye Huang's heart shook irrepressibly, this little boy, this little boy...... Yes, Zhou Qing!?