Waves of red flames swept out in all directions, filling the entire field of vision, incinerating everything into nothingness with a scorching temperature.

And in this fiery red wave, a heart-palpitating black spatial rift stretched all the way, cutting through the sea of flames and extending straight to the deepest part, as if intending to split the entire sea of fire and kill the towering flame gods standing between heaven and earth.

In the strong light, Bei Ying Yue and the others closed their eyes, and after a while, they felt the weakening of the light, and when they opened their eyes again, they saw that the huge sea of fire was dissipating at a rapid pace, and wisps of flames were silently extinguished. And in the central place, the majestic figure like a flame god was motionless, and a terrifying sword mark directly cut off its entire palm, and even left a hideous wound on its chest that ran through the front and back, and the cracks centered on the sword mark stretched towards its whole body, and then like a vase full of cracks, it turned into fragments and collapsed overwhelmed, until it finally completely disintegrated.

Then, everyone's eyes moved downward, where two figures stood silently, but the victory or defeat was already known. I saw that Xue Qinghan was dressed in white and had no wind, his black hair was floating, but the long sword in his hand was not moving, with a sharp and incomparable aura, with a silver-white light, quietly stopping in front of the throat of the burning silence, the sharp breath made wisps of red blood ooze from the throat of the burning silence, as long as Xue Qinghan's hand moved forward an inch and a half again, the tip of the fierce tooth sword would pierce into the throat of the burning silence without any obstacles, causing it to die in Huangquan.

The red pupils of Burning Silence dimmed slightly, and it seemed that the flames in his eyes were also scattered by the sword qi like that sea of fire. Burning Silence stared closely at the white-clothed young man in front of him, and in those eyes, he saw calm, no surprise, as it should be.

I don't know if it's because of the injury, the face of the burning silence is pale, and wisps of blood drip down from the corners of your mouth, then your eyes and Dharma body are broken. But Burning Silence didn't seem to feel all this, and seemed a little dazed. There was no doubt that he had been defeated completely and simply like that, by the person he least wanted to lose, at the time when he could not afford to lose, in front of her, such a loss.

"The snow is cold. Seeing this, the Northern Darkness and the Moon hurriedly shouted to Xue Qinghan, Burning Silence is one of the four kings of the Northern Wilderness Empire, the prince of the Burning King, if Xue Qinghan kills him here, then the consequence may be to cause a violent storm that will shake the empire, which she must not sit idly by.

Xue Qinghan turned his head and calmly glanced at the Northern Shadow Moon, then glanced at the pale Burning Silence with a faint face, silently withdrew his long sword, and turned around and walked into the distance. He doesn't have any life-and-death enmity with this burning silence, and he won't be ruthless to him. Of course, if Burning Silence goes too far, you can't blame him, and sometimes he doesn't like to think too much, preferring to act willfully according to his interests.

Luo Shuang kept up with Xue Qinghan, and the group quickly disappeared from everyone's field of vision. Bei Ming Youyue looked at the back of Xue Qinghan and the others leaving, opened her mouth, and finally didn't say anything, her eyes were slightly dim, hiding the quiet figure of the girl in the city behind Xue Qinghan, and a complicated color flashed in her eyes.

The entire small world was a fiery red, rivers of magma flowed silently, and the fiery aura filled the entire space, with a bit of fury. Several figures passed through the air, not very fast, adjusting the direction of progress as they walked, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, Xue Qinghan stopped his figure, looked at the direction indicated on the compass, and then silently put it away, standing quietly above the void, there seemed to be a wisp of sword light flashing in his eyes, with a hint of coldness.

Luo Shuang and the others also stopped, their eyes focused on Xue Qinghan, but they saw that Xue Qinghan's figure was gradually dissipating until the afterimage disappeared completely, and Xue Qinghan himself was already miles away.

In the sky below Luo Shuang and others, above the crimson earth, volcanoes are standing, and there are also some short black and red mountain ranges during the creeping period, which are not very high, and there are no plants growing, at least no green plants.

Behind a small mountain, the two figures took advantage of the cover of the mountain, gathered their breath, and looked at the several figures in front of them.

Suddenly, in their sight, a figure faded and dissipated without warning.

"No! let's go......" One person suddenly felt bad, a sense of danger rose in his heart, and he was about to flee backwards, but the next moment, his body suddenly stiffened, his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat, and his body did not dare to move.

Beside him, his companion's body was collapsing limply, a finger-sized hole in the back of his head, bright red mixed with tofu-like white flowing out, clean and neat. Before he could react, his companion had been killed by a single blow, and before his body fell to the ground, he was completely exhausted, and his soul was directly erased.

At the same time, a palm with a blood-colored light gently pressed against the back of his neck A strong spiritual power fluctuation condensed in that palm, as long as the other party was willing, he could definitely erase him from this world effortlessly.

"You dare to follow me, you are not small, do you think I dare not kill?" The flat voice, mixed with a strong murderous aura, resounded in this space, and a cold breath directly enveloped all of this piece of sight, and the cold meaning rose from the bottom of people's hearts.

"Male... Childe spares his life... I... We don't mean to offend Childe, it's just ......." The young man swallowed, his voice trembling a little, "We just ...... While probing in this direction...... I happened to meet Childe......"

"Hehe, is it such a coincidence?Do you know how ridiculous your explanation is?" Xue Qing smiled coldly, "However, it doesn't matter what you say, how you do, or even what you think, and Ben Gongzi is not interested in listening to your excuses, only one point, I think you are following, that is." ”

As he spoke, the murderous aura on Xue Qinghan's body became a little stronger, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Childe spare his life! Childe spare his life, the villain is also acting on orders, and I hope that the son will be kind and spare the villain's life. Feeling the killing intent of the snow and cold, the young man's body trembled, he felt the threat of death, and couldn't help but beg for mercy. But his body didn't dare to move, and that palm was the hand of death, which could take his life at any time.

Xue Qinghan withdrew his hand and asked softly, "Whose order?"

"Hui Gongzi, it is the order of His Royal Highness the Prince. Feeling the palm of his neck move away, the young man only felt that he had walked in front of the gates of hell, turned around and knelt down and replied respectfully.

"Burning silence?" Xue Qinghan frowned, her eyes narrowed slightly, "The princess knows about this?"

The young man didn't dare to raise his head, and naturally he didn't know what Xue Qinghan's face was, but he felt that for a moment, a sense of fear of being stared at by the giant beast of the desolation rose in his heart, and he buried his head even lower: "Hui Gongzi, villain...... The villain doesn't know!"

"I don't know?"

"The villain would never dare to deceive Childe, but they were ordered to find out where Childe was, and they seemed to suspect... Suspicion of Childe ......," the young man said eagerly.

Xue Qinghan looked into the distance, heh, is this planning to snatch food from him? Or is it just to deal with himself? What is the rumor that he is holding the princess hostage? What is the purpose?

I don't dare to know whether it is the meaning of burning silence, or the idea of the Northern Dark Moon, it is best not to provoke him, otherwise, he is not the master who will be bullied. And the guy who tried to frame himself, don't let yourself know who he is. And that incident made Xue Qinghan feel a little uneasy, Xue Qinghan didn't believe that the other party would be so stupid, this kind of slander, as long as Bei Ying Yue was still alive and she spoke, the rumors would be self-defeating, and it was impossible for the other party not to understand this. So what is the purpose of such rumors? And who is he? a member of the organization called the Guardian Cult?

"You go back and tell Her Royal Highness the Burning Silence and the Princess, this space is very chaotic, and it is easy to cause misunderstandings when you find someone following behind you, and it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. Xue Qinghan said, and then her figure gradually dissipated.

"It's... The villain must bring it, and Xie Gongzi will not kill him. The young man slammed his head on the ground and prostrated himself on the ground for a long time, not daring to get up. After a long while, he was sure that Xue Qinghan had left the young man before he stood up, and he still felt palpitations when he felt the cold killing intent enveloping his body.

The young man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and cautiously glanced back, Xue Qinghan and the others had already disappeared. The young man exhaled deeply, but he felt that his body was a little weak, and he collapsed, looking at the corpse of his companion who fell to the ground, his eyes flashed with sadness, but he could only secretly say "Go well".

The young man picked up his companion's body and quickly left this side, heading into the distance, and it was fortunate to have a life back. On Xue Qinghan's body, he felt a real murderous aura, which was the breath tempered by the killing of life and death. Looking at its shots, it is also clean and neat, killing with one blow, and people who have experienced between life and death are often more dangerous.

Half a day later, Xue Qinghan and the others stopped in front of a huge volcano hundreds of miles away. Xue Qinghan raised his head and saw that this volcano was more than ten times larger than the surrounding ones, thousands of meters high, like an ancient magic mountain standing tall, exuding a majestic sense of oppression. At the foot of the mountain, a magma river dozens of feet wide rushed, splashing magma waves.

Xue Qinghan stared at the compass in his hand, and the pointer was pointing in the direction of that huge volcano, emitting a faint light.

"Is it here?" Xue Qinghan whispered to herself.