The surging sea of fire was almost monstrous, although it was the Wheel King who bore the brunt of it, but Ye Han was also shrouded in this monstrous flame.

Ye Han's approach at this time can be described as very bold, even if he was forced to that level by the Xuanwu Array Spirit in the Ice Great Array at the beginning, he just threw out a Holy Fire Source Bead.

It's not that he's stingy, it's because the power contained in this Flame Source Bead is too exaggerated. If you use it too much, even if it is Ye Han, you will be implicated.

However, now in this Shentai space, the distance between the two can be said to be close at hand. In this limited space, Ye Han detonated two Holy Flame Source Beads in a row, which was comparable to suicide.

Ye Han naturally knew what he was doing, the essence contained in this Wheel King might be slightly inferior to the Xuanwu Array Spirit that had accumulated for eternity, but his supernatural power was even more weird.

The cold ice of the Xuanwu Array Spirit, Ye Han may be able to resist a little, but in the face of this wheel disk that directly tears the soul, Ye Han is really numb to his claws.

Ye Han could feel that the dense and strange patterns engraved on the wheel wheel disk would definitely not be any decoration, judging from the magic power of the wheel king, it should also be the power of the soul.

When Ye Han's soul was pulled out of his body, those seemingly useless lines might be of great use.

Ye Han didn't know what those were, nor did he know where the black whirlpool led, and he didn't want to know, let alone try it himself.

Therefore, for him, he would rather be burned into nothingness by the monstrous sea of fire than be drawn out of his soul to suffer from the burning soul forging.

Moreover, although this blazing sea of fire has the power to burn the sky and destroy the earth, Ye Han is not without means of self-preservation.

As a blue light lit up in his hand, in the void, a huge light curtain that only Ye Han himself could see suddenly unfolded.

Immediately, the light curtain showed that Ye Han's only more than 100 fame points shrank again, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a fraction left.

And in Ye Han's hand, a slightly illusory green magic seal appeared out of thin air, and the vast vitality power continued to pour into Ye Han's body.

He had redeemed another opportunity to use the Blue Emperor Immortal Seal!

The sea of fire is raging, and the flames are monstrous. Under such terrifying heat, even Ye Han's Xuanbing Magic Shield could hardly resist the erosion of that fire.

As the surging flames passed through the barrier of the ice, leaving one burning mark after another on Ye Han's body, Ye Han's white robe instantly turned into a rag.

The flames burned his body, and the sharp pain that pierced his heart made the corners of Ye Han's eyes twitch constantly, and his black hair turned into ashes in this blazing fire, and even his eyebrows turned into flying ashes, which looked a little funny.

At the same time, the jade-like turquoise divine light reflected from his body, and the glass-like color instantly covered Ye Han's body, making the dazzling scars on Ye Han's body slowly fade, and the incinerated muscle tissue also grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And on his head, the black hair fell down at a very alarming speed, and although it was only in an instant, it turned into ashes again, but in the blink of an eye, it grew again, and so on, as if there was no end.

The pain of being burned by the flames, only to recover and be burned again, is like a thousand cuts.

It's just that under this severe pain, Ye Han didn't let out a wail, the roots of his teeth were almost bitten off, blood flowed from his mouth, but the wound was healed by the turquoise vitality in an instant.

In the midst of this intense pain, Ye Han stood up tremblingly and staggered forward.

Under this flame like the scorching sun, even the pressure on this divine platform has been reduced by as much as half, and it is obvious that even the power of this divine platform is impossible, in the face of this level of fire, it is impossible to talk about it idlely.

Although the pressure reduced by this could not be maintained for such a long time, taking advantage of this opportunity was enough to let Ye Han get close to the other side of the Shentai.

The turquoise divine light spread in Ye Han's body, and the illusory magic seal was suspended above Ye Han's head, and the cold ice turned into a shield, although it could not completely protect his body, but at least it could alleviate the injuries he received.

And in the raging sea of fire, the invisible power that protected the Wheel King gradually ran out of oil, and the monstrous flame approached the old man, and although the dazzling fire snake had not yet reached his body, it was already close at hand.

The heat reflected in his black robe, as if something had been alarmed, causing a dazzling golden light.

A golden dragon flew out of his robe, and the huge dragon body danced, protecting the old man inside, and a golden dragon scale forced the surrounding raging flames out, emitting a deafening dragon roar, which resounded through the heavens and the earth.

However, this divine dragon is obviously not a real creature, not even a spirit of a god, it is just a spirit on top of a robe, how long can it last in this monstrous sea of fire?

As the golden dragon dispersed, turning into broken golden lines again and returning to the old man's black robe, the raging flames approached again, and even the huge wheel disk seemed to be close to its limit.

After all, this is a law for the soul, and in the face of the monstrous sea of fire, it is really a bit of a bit of a power to be used as a shield.

As the flames raged, wisps of fluctuations seemed to appear in the eyes of the Wheel King, but at this moment, within the sea of fire that Sunday, an extremely cold aura that seemed to come from the underworld suddenly bloomed.

With the sound of rushing water, a murky river spread through the void, and the pale yellow water swept through the sky, enveloping it, and seemed to extinguish all the raging flames.

This river spread out of nothingness, no one knew where it came from, and there was an extremely cold aura spreading in the river, but it was not like the kind of cold that Ye Han cultivated.

This chill seems to come from the bottom of people's hearts, and it is a kind of power that makes people can't help but feel creepy.

It was a ghostly aura, a river of the underworld that swept through the heavens and the earth.

In the long river that swept the heavens and the earth, a rich black air flow bloomed, and when the black light was restrained, a middle-aged man who was dressed like the Wheel King stepped on the long river.

The long river flows through the void, and there seems to be endless ghostly energy tumbling in it, and there seem to be countless ghosts and ghosts floating and wailing in it.

And the middle-aged man stepped on the long river, looking down at the countless souls in the river, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, only a chilling indifference.

Ten halls of Yama, King of Chujiang!

Take charge of Lethe River and step on the Yellow Spring!