Seeing Ying Ziyu facing the five demon god-like figures without hesitation, Yin Wenqian could only resolutely turn around and follow Ying Ziyu's words.

She didn't want to delay for a second, because any of the five living corpses would have been able to tear Ying Ziyu to shreds in a second.

"According to his wishes, it's broken!"

Yin Wenqian muttered as she stabbed the ancient sword into the ground under her feet, making it the nineteenth bronze pillar on the northeast Yin position.

After Yin Wenqian did all this, no matter what the result was, she turned around and returned directly to rescue Ying Ziyu.

It's just that when she turned her head, she saw an unbelievable scene: a Ying Ziyu in a red dress was in a blood-colored fire cloud, with gorgeous fire wings on her back, dazzling. And in the space behind him, a blood-red demon shadow that covered the sky and the sun could be faintly seen, setting him off like a god of war in fire. And the five living corpses comparable to the Green Spirit Master could only twist their bodies in pain in the fire cloud, and a terrible howl kept coming out of their mouths.

Finally, the five living corpses were reduced to ashes and scattered under the scorching flames, as if they had been wiped out.

Ying Ziyu slowly turned around to face Yin Wenqian's direction, and the fire clouds around her slowly dispersed.

In the fire cloud that was about to disappear, I saw Ying Ziyu's hair flying as if it had been bathed in blood, and its eyes were transparent red, as if it were two rubies set on the face.

All this made Yin Wenqian think she was dazzled.

Then she blinked a few times, and it was a breathtakingly beautiful look.

And just when Yin Wenqian blinked, Ying Ziyu had already walked in front of her, and when she saw her pair of bright moon eyes winking at her, she immediately became proud:

"What's the matter, I used the Heavenly Fire Talisman to burn the five living corpses of the Green Spirit, it's very dazzling!"

Yin Wenqian finally sobered up at this time, and her eyes hurriedly swept up and down Ying Ziyu's body, and found that the person in front of her was indeed Ying Ziyu, and he was no different from usual.

"Could it be that I was wrong just now?" Yin Wenqian couldn't help but ask Ziyu, "What kind of means did you use just now?"

"I used five Heavenly Fire Talismans, perhaps because of the strong fire element here, it actually exerted a far more powerful power than before! Fortunately, I didn't use it before, but kept it until now!" Ying Ziyu said with half excitement and half emotion.

Yin Wenqian was still a little unconvinced, so she corresponded to Ziyu what she had seen just now: "I seemed to have seen you with fire wings on your back just now, and there was a majestic blood-colored shadow floating behind you. And when you turn to face me, not only will your hair turn red, but even your eyes will be as red as jewels!"

Ying Ziyu listened to Yin Wenqian's words, subconsciously raised his hand and touched his eyebrows, and his brows wrinkled involuntarily.

At the moment when he used five Heavenly Fire Talismans to release a huge amount of flame energy at the same time, Ying Ziyu himself suddenly felt that his eyebrows suddenly heated, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity with controlling the flames instantly spread throughout his limbs, and a complex and indescribable emotion was born in his heart.

Seeing Ying Ziyu's frowning and stroking his forehead, Yin Wenqian frowned, looked directly into Ying Ziyu's eyes and asked, "Are you hiding something?"

Ying Ziyu opened his mouth and was about to speak, when a strange energy fluctuation swept out of the formation in the center of the altar like water waves, and the entire altar also vibrated with it.

Ying Ziyu suddenly looked up at Yin Wenqian's back, and the latter also turned around suddenly.

"This ......" Yin Wenqian was stunned.

I saw that the eighteen copper pillars that had been built into the resurrection formation were measuring the fire red light one after another, making these simple and mysterious copper pillars like a red cannon brand.

Seeing the copper pillars shining one after another, Yin Wenqian hadn't reacted to what was going on, but Ying Ziyu's heart was suddenly clenched, as if someone had pinched his mind and tried to calculate.

And when it was the turn of the last bronze pillar in the northeast position to light up, there was an unusually long interval.

Seeing this, Ying Ziyu seemed to have been drained of all his strength, pressed his hand on Yin Wenqian's shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "This tomb master has a good method, he actually came up with such a way to calculate me!"

Yin Wenqian looked at the copper array in the formation in confusion, and found that only the copper pillar on the northeast throne was dim and a little lonely.

Yin Wenqian was about to ask what the situation was, but the next moment she saw that the ancient sword she had inserted on the Yin throne and was used as the nineteenth bronze pillar actually lit up with the same crimson light, making it look as if it had just been taken out of the sword-casting furnace.

"In fact, there is no eighteenth bronze pillar on the Northeast Gen Throne, which was deliberately forged by the tomb owner to hide people's ears, in order to prevent people from breaking the formation by people who are proficient in the way of formation. But that's what I'm doing. Instead of being the nineteenth pillar to break the formation, your sword is now the eighteenth pillar to build a complete formation. Sure enough, there is no perfect formation in this world, only a strategy that counts as a last resort!

Yin Wenqian's face became gloomy every time she heard Ying Ziyu say a word, and when she heard his last sentence of emotion, she was even more angry and directly stepped on the lotus foot wearing snow-white boots on Ying Ziyu's red boots, and said to this guy through gritted teeth: "Is it time to sigh now? Don't you hurry up and find a way!"

Ying Ziyu shook his head calmly when he heard this, and then grabbed Yin Wenqian's shoulders and said seriously: "Everything is to blame for my carelessness, and I actually failed to prevent its calculations." I'll do things by myself, you go first, I'll fight for my life to stop it for you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about......"

Yin Wenqian was about to open her mouth to refute, but before she finished speaking, she closed her voice, and a pair of bright eyes like stars and moon stared at the boss, which was full of disbelief.

Because Ying Ziyu suddenly hugged her when she opened her mouth just now, and kissed her somewhat cold, rosy lips fiercely.

Ying Ziyu's kiss was so passionate, impulsive, and desperate.

And it's not so much kissing her as gnawing at her.

Yin Wenqian only felt a sudden pain on her lips, and a trace of sweetness spread from between her lips and teeth, which made Yin Wenqian come back to her senses in an instant, and pushed away Yingziyu, who was fiery with her like a lover.

Yin Wenqian's eyes stared at Ying Ziyu like a ghost, as if she was thinking about using the most cruel method to kill him.

"I confront it, I know that I will die and have no life, so I will exchange my life for a kiss for you!"

After Ying Ziyu finished speaking, he directly pushed Yin Wenqian out, while he rushed towards the formation that constantly emitted terrifying energy.

Originally, I thought that Ying Ziyu was taking the opportunity to ask Yin Wenqian for a kiss, but now it seems that this guy is really preparing to intercept the tomb owner who was revived from the coffin with the consciousness of death.

Yin Wenqian was pushed far away by Ying Ziyu with all his might, and almost failed to stand firm and fell.

And when she turned around to look back and forth at the center of the altar after she stood firmly, she saw strange blood-colored demon patterns suddenly appearing on the eighteen bronze pillars, flashing with a terrifying red light, as if a wise creature was greedily sucking something, and the golden chains were also irritable and resounded into a demon suppression song.

Finally, the crimson light on the bronze pillar was unprecedentedly blazing, blending with each other like a sea of purgatory.

Finally, as if the accumulated strength had reached its limit, those golden chains and eighteen bronze pillars shattered inch by inch, and the unparalleled power of flame swept into a storm of flames, which wanted to burn everything within a radius of ten zhang to ashes.

Yin Wenqian only felt a wave of heat with tongues of fire rushing towards her face, making her can't help but stretch out the gorgeous and dazzling golden light wings behind her.

The golden light wings fanned violently, bringing a whirlwind, and Yin Wenqian's body instantly moved back beyond the range of the flame storm.

And throughout the process, her bright moon eyes had been condensed on the slender figure standing in the center of the Destruction Storm, like an immortal golden body.

I don't know if it's because he was in the middle of the red sea of flames that were tumbling, Yin Wenqian seemed to see that the pair of fire wings he had seen before stretched out behind his back again, and the black hair that was originally neatly tied up also turned red again, dazzling and bewitching.

Boom!

After a loud thunderous sound, the huge bronze coffin stood upright from the ground.

Boom!

There was another deafening bang, and then the lid of the coffin, which had been tightly sealed for an unknown number of years, was blasted open with the most brutal and violent means, revealing the dark red hidden inside, like congealed blood lipids.

The moment the bronze coffin opened, Yin Wenqian felt a sense of fear in her heart, and now she was almost out of breath by the vast breath coming from the copper coffin.

"This person's cultivation must have entered the [Three Souls Realm]!" Yin Wenqian gritted her teeth.

The next moment, a huge dark red flame palm poked out from the unpredictable copper coffin, like a fire python hunting for food, and the target was clearly aimed at Ying Ziyu.

I only heard a loud phoenix chirping sound resounding throughout the space, and a red phoenix shadow covering the sky and the sun revealed its dignity from the space behind Ying Ziyu, like an emperor in the fire reigning in the world.

At this time, the flame palm directly grabbed Ying Ziyu, no matter how Xuanyuan stirred around him, how the fire phoenix behind him flapped its wings in anger and raised its head to the sky to scream.

At the last moment, Ying Ziyu finally turned his head to look at Yin Wenqian, who was almost shocked.

And Yin Wenqian finally affirmed at this time that he was not mistaken, all this was not an illusion, Ying Ziyu was armed with a powerful fire attribute phoenix-like spirit, and at this time, his pair of narrow Danfeng eyes were as red as a blood abyss, so beautiful that they were touching and unfathomable.

"Take care of Lan Xiaoxi!"

After Ying Ziyu finished speaking, he took one last look at Yin Wenqian, and in the next moment, his body was dragged into a bronze coffin like a blood lipid by a dark red flame palm.

And with the complete fall of Ying Ziyu, the entrenched flame storm swept into countless fire dragons, rushing into the copper coffin, like a whirlpool of water in a reservoir that has pulled out the stopper.

Yin Wenqian finally came back to her senses, her eyes suddenly split, and she opened her mouth to spit out a loud and sharp word: "No!"

To be continued