Huoling'er was sitting in the tent of the Chinese army, and when the generals saw that he had delayed convening the meeting, they instigated Bianchuan to come in to find out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Before Huo Ling'er could reply, Nangong Xiang had already attacked the demon world treasure blood in his body, turning him into a monster with swollen bodies and bulging blood vessels.

Changchuan was stuck by his body of fire, and there was no way to escape, so he was petrified into a stone carving man by high temperature. He tried his best to use the enchantment to block the military tent in the middle of the army to prevent anyone from entering and being killed, and then tried to adjust his luck and resist Nangong Xiang, who used him as an entrance to invade the Blue Wolf Alliance.

However, as soon as he settled down, his surroundings changed, and there was a dark cave beneath him, and he fell down at the slightest thought.

"Ahh

During the high-speed fall, he shouted for help, but it was obvious that there was no one else in the cave but himself.

At this time, not to mention pranayama, he can't do anything but fly by inertia. He wanted to use his mana, and wanted to pull out the broken yuan bow from his waist, but the arm no longer belonged to him, he was like a kite pulled by a thread, and let the informant arrange his fate.

He rolled his eyes in despair, and his surroundings were pitch black, seemingly chaotic, and when he fell to a certain depth, he was changing.

The suffocating darkness was gradually broken by the light, like a house with still burning lights looming in the wilderness in the middle of the night.

The light brought hope to the fire bell, and he began to shout for help again, who knew that the light gradually increased, and when he saw it clearly, he realized that it was not He Wilderness who lit a small oil lamp at all, but a burning sea of fire, as long as he kept falling, he would be trapped in it, and he might be burned to the bones.

"No...... Don't burn me, I still have a lot to do!Xiangli, Xiangli let me see you one last time, I beg you, please ......"

He prayed devoutly, shouted Xiangli's name, and after shouting a few times, a miracle appeared, and the demon baby on his body began to play a protective role, forming a pink and translucent protective layer, separating him from the sea of fire, and forming a huge bubble to wrap him in it, and then the fall also stopped.

"I ...... Am I safe? I'm not dead for a while......" He was terrified, but he couldn't break out in a cold sweat because of the burning all over his body.

The flames burned around him, but they couldn't hurt him, so he forced himself to regain his composure, then found his balance, straightened his body from the handstand, and stood in the flames.

"What the hell is going on? Where am I? Are you Nangong Xiang? Are you so daring, dare to use witchcraft to hold the leader of this alliance hostage?" he roared in vain at the sea of fire.

"Huoling'er, old friend, please Tielong invited you to my palace as a guest, just to catch up with you, why are you so nervous? Thousands of years ago, we foresaw this epic battle, and I have also set my mind to help you become the victor. So no matter how bad you are, I won't sit idly by and let you beat the Condor Alliance to the ground, and in the end you won't get anything. I've come all the way to help in the war, why aren't you grateful to me?"

An unpleasant sound came from the fire, and then the flames in front of them intensified and dispersed from the center to all sides. Immediately after, a flaming circular altar slowly rose from the center.

The altar is surrounded by a myriad of strange, writhing red characters that rise and fall under the support of flames.

In the altar is a throne that appears to be made of copper, and a strange golden beast head is embedded in the high, straight back of the chair. By the armrest of the throne, leaning on a gleaming black gold scepter, the throne was still empty.