Chapter 347: Nine Horses Painting the Mountain

The scorching sun was scorching, and the heat wave in the flowing fire desert was churning, and it had turned into a sea of red fire. Streams of magma erupted from the sea of sand, and dark red slurry splattered everywhere.

Holding Yue'e in his arms, he struggled through the desert, carefully avoiding the erupting columns of magma gas. The sand beneath him was hot, and the scales on his inky snake's tail had fallen off most of them, and they had become a blur of flesh and blood.

Suddenly, the red light under his eyes flashed, and a scorching aura appeared on his body, this aura was extremely tyrannical, as if it was about to tear the whole person apart!

He roared angrily, his expression was very painful, and the fire poison on his body flared up again. It felt as if a fire was burning in his chest, and his exposed skin was quickly covered with a thin layer of inky scales, shielding him from the scorching rays of the sun.

I don't know how long it took, but the red glow in my eyes gradually faded. His face was pale, and a tingling sensation came from the wound in his abdomen, and he didn't know how long he could last and if he would be able to get out of the desert......

He glanced at Yue'e in his arms, he knocked her unconscious in a fit of anger last night, probably a little heavy, until this moment, she has not woken up. But it's okay to do this, so that she doesn't continue to cry and cry, which makes people upset.

I don't know what happened to that guy...... Is he still alive? He promised him to take Yue'e out of the Drifting Fire Desert, and now, he is about to lose his word......

No! He's the god of war, he can't just give up! For the sake of the little girl, even if he climbs, he has to climb out of this desert!

Yue'e in her arms moved, and called softly: "Childe......"

With a tap on the back of her neck, Yue'e's body went limped again.

"I'm sorry, Miss Yue, it's better for you to be dizzy. ”

Dragging his tired body, he continued to move forward. His body was hot and sweaty, and the inky scales of his body had turned red, and he was about to be roasted. If only there was a place to shelter in the shade!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, a huge black shadow appeared not far ahead, and the waves of fire rolling around him seemed to be sucked into it.

What is that? There is clearly nothing there, isn't it that I am dazzled?

Approaching the black shadow, when I walked in, the black shadow turned out to be a huge stone tripod, this stone tripod is carved with complex patterns, and the tripod body is also inlaid with colorful jade beads, and a gust of vicissitudes of life and simplicity escaped from this stone tripod.

There are some doubts in my heart, in this vast sea of sand, how could a stone tripod suddenly appear?

He stretched out his hand and touched the stone tripod, but he didn't know what material this stone tripod was made of, and it exuded a cool breath outward.

Suddenly, the surrounding scene vanished, as if in a cracked land. In mid-air, ten scorching suns scorched the earth in turn, causing mountains and rivers to collapse, rivers to dry up, and plants to scorch. Looking around, this was the realm of flowing fire that he was familiar with.

A young man in white walked slowly from a distance with a red flame bow and several colored feathers, his steps vigorous and determined. He raised his head and glanced at the ten fiery red suns in mid-air, drew his bow and arrows, and shot an arrow at a round of red suns! The colorful feathers turned into a colorful bird, flapping its wings and rushing towards the red sun.

There was a loud bang, and a dazzling light lit up in the sky, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block it. When he opened his eyes again, the red sun that had been hit by the arrow turned into a ball of fire that fell from mid-air and sank into the earth under his feet.

What the?

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked into the air again, and sure enough, he saw that one of the ten dazzling golden wheels was missing, and it had become nine!

Swallowing his saliva, his expression extremely excited! It seems that the ancient legend is true, and there really is a savior hero in the realm of flowing fire! Who is he? He can shoot down the golden wheel in the sky! Turning his head to look at the young man in white, the young man in white has always turned his back to him, but his back makes it feel a little familiar.

The boy pulled out again, and several arrows were fired, shooting eight feathers into the sky at the same time. A large colorful bird chirped loudly and crashed into the red sun in mid-air.

"Boom, boom, boom"

In the sky, the red light was monstrous, and huge fireballs fell from the sky one after another, and the entire land burned and turned into a scorched earth. The sun-shooting boy turned around slowly, and finally saw his face clearly, and couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't expect this sun-shooting hero to be him......

The red flames in the sky vanished, and they returned to their original place, the stone tripod in front of him was gone, and there was a jet-black fragment in his hand. This fragment is not large, the shape is very irregular, there is not a trace of luster on it, but it exudes a burst of coolness.

Sacrificing this fragment on top of his head, he felt that the burns on his body seemed to have lessened a little, and the heat of the Flowing Fire Desert was not so unbearable.

With the power of this fragment, he walked out of this Flowing Fire Desert in one go.

Ahead, the mountains are reckless, and the cliffs are like screens. A steep mountain peak towers into the sky, and that mountain peak is ten thousand feet high and a hundred feet wide. The mountain wall is smooth and mottled, like a slowly unfolding picture scroll, on which a picture of ten thousand horses galloping is vividly engraved. The horses were sometimes strutting with their heads held high, sometimes with their wings flailing, as if they had come to life, galloping from the mountain walls.

At the foot of that mountain, there is a castle, and it seems that there is the Nine Horse Painting Mountain. Excited, emotional, he finally arrived here.

"Little girl, I'm here to save you......"

Yue'e rubbed her aching forehead and slowly opened her eyes. She pushed away suddenly, glanced at the Flowing Fire Desert in the distance, burst down her tears and said, "You left Da Yi Gongzi alone in that desert, he is your friend, how can you bear to treat him like this......? You were the one who killed Da Yi's son!"

's heart is also very unpleasant, this time, he owes that stinky boy a favor.

"The Nine Horses Painting Mountain is close to the end of the day, and the promise has been done, Miss Yue'e, you go and find your family, there will be a period later!"

He bowed his hand to Yue'e and walked alone towards the city at the foot of the mountain.

"I'm going to save him!"

Yue'e hurriedly turned around and walked towards the Flowing Fire Desert.

After a pause, she turned her head to look at Yue'e and said, "If Miss Yue'e wants to seek death, she can't stop her from below." That stinky boy is very hard-lived, he is not dead yet! I'm afraid that if you go, we will never see each other again!"

"What are you talking about......? Still alive?"