"Huh? Senior brother, if you don't help me make fire, do you want to stop me from making fire? Isn't the friendship between you and my brother as good as that of a woman? Cao Xundao said in a condensed voice. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It is precisely because you are still a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Palace that I said this to you, don't go to death! On the altar of fire, I can't help you even if I want to! Ning Gusheng said coldly.

"Oh? So, the other two people are junior brothers and deliberately put them in? Cao Xundao asked in a condensed voice.

"Naturally, otherwise, how can a monk who builds a foundation realm carry the Qingyue Dao Fire. Although the fire-bearing altar is powerful, it is not enough to be so rebellious! Ning Gusheng said coldly.

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense" Cao Xundao's eyes were cold, staring at Ning Gusheng, and said.

"Senior brother, don't be impatient! If you don't believe it, don't complain that your junior brother doesn't remind you in advance. Ning Gusheng looked at Cao Xundao and said coldly.

And just as the two were talking, a terrible shout suddenly appeared on the altar of the fire, which was the sound that could only be made in extreme pain.

"Xiao Tianyou's voice!" Purple Tears Bing Yao's eyes flashed with cold light, and she said in a low voice.

"Heaven is evil, especially evil, self-inflicted, not alive!" Ning Gusheng also heard this voice and said coldly.

At this time, in the altar of fire, when Xiao Tianyou rushed into it, he was greeted by a flame that was so hot that he was frightened, and the flame was like a heavenly fire, directly enveloping him in it.

"How so? On the altar of fire, shouldn't the blue moon fire be very gentle? Why are you so grumpy? Xiao Tianyou was also shocked in his heart, but before he could say more, he found that the flame seemed to be drilling into his body again.

And when the flames enveloped Xiao Tianyou, at this time, in the center of the fire altar, the Qingyue Fire Spirit was casting spells for Ming Jingzhu in her hands, and at the same time she was aware of the situation in the flames, of course, she also felt Xiao Tianyou and Wan Jianchen who rushed into it.

However, at this time, Wan Jianchen and Xiao Tianyou were in almost the same situation, after rushing into the fire altar, he was wrapped in a flame, and then fixed himself, no matter how he used the black sword to cut the fire, the flames were not moving.

As wisps of flames invaded their bodies, both of them felt that their own cultivation was being eaten away by this flame, and they were losing it little by little.

"What the hell is going on, why is this happening?" A look of horror flashed in Wan Jianchen's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart, didn't the ancestor say that if you go to the fire altar, as long as you kill other fire bearers, this Qingyue Fire will definitely be mine?

"My cultivation seems to be passing, why is this fire so weird!" Similarly, Xiao Tianyou was also extremely surprised.

With the passage of time, Ming Jingzhu no longer knew how much time she had been sitting in the center of the fire-bearing altar, she kept her mind tightly, but outside of this, she still noticed a little difference, she found that with the flame entering her body, her cultivation was slowly recovering, and she felt that there were two pure powers that also merged with the flame and herself.

And it is precisely because of the existence of these two forces that he can make his own fire so smooth.

"No, if you continue like this, sooner or later, you will be swallowed up by this flame and all your cultivation!" Xiao Tianyou's heart was extremely horrified at this moment, his cultivation had been lost too much, and if he continued like this, he felt that he would die here.

"This Qingyue Fire Fetus is weird, it is incomprehensible that it can devour people's power! In danger of staying and dying! Wan Jianchen also sensed that something was wrong, and he had already retreated in his heart.

"You want to run?" And just after Wan Jianchen felt a sense of destruction in his heart, when he had the intention of retreating, a voice came out from the black sword.

"Sword Ancestor?" Wan Jianchen cried out in surprise, this turned out to be the voice of the Sword Ancestor.

"Sword Ancestor, it's too weird here, if I stay, I'm dead, where can I find Qingyuehuo!" Wan Jianchen's consciousness was thrown into the black sword and passed into it.

"Qingyuehuo is in the center of the fire-bearing altar, if you are resigned now, then you can only die, this fire-bearing altar is good to enter or exit, enter the altar, either bear the fire, or die!" The voice of the Sword Ancestor threw over the black sword again, and it came out.

"So what should I do?" Wan Jianchen asked coldly.

"For today's plan, I will help you cut through this layer of flame realm, you go to the fire altar and kill the person who bears the fire, and the blue moon fire will naturally be yours!" Sword Ancestor's voice said coldly.

"Okay, as long as Lord Sword Ancestor can cut through this Flame Realm, I can go out, and then I can naturally kill this fire-bearer!" Wan Jianchen said coldly.

"Hmmm! You must remember that if you enter the fire altar, if you don't live, you will die, and if you can't carry the immortal fire in your body, you won't be able to get out of this flame realm. Sword Ancestor said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the black sword in Wan Jianchen's hand actually moved out of thin air, and the sword intent on it was raging, as if the demon god had awakened, it directly turned into a black lightning, and in an instant, it was directly slashed at the flame dilemma in front of him.

At this moment, the flame realm trapped by Wan Jianchen was directly broken, and Wan Jianchen's figure suddenly appeared in the fire altar, and he also saw Ming Jingzhu and a woman with flames all over her body.

When he saw Ming Jingzhu, Wan Jianchen suddenly had murderous intent in his heart, but he didn't expect that the person who bears the fire turned out to be this woman, and this other woman with flames seems to be Qingyuehuo.

Qingyuehuo turned out to be a daughter, how could this be possible.

"Boy, this woman is the Qingyue Fire Spirit, you killed the woman named Ming Jingzhu, you are the one who bears the fire! The blow just now has consumed all my divine thoughts, this is my last wisp of divine consciousness, remember, if you don't live, you die! Sword Ancestor's voice sounded coldly from Wan Jianchen's heart.

"Understood, die!" After listening to the voice of the Sword Ancestor, Wan Jianchen directly swung the sword in his hand and slashed at Ming Jingzhu.

"Huh?" Ning Gusheng, who was outside the Flame Bearing Altar, also noticed the difference, and the Flame Domain Realm that was trapped in Ten Thousand Sword Dust was actually cut open.

"Humph! It's really old and ginger, and here, I still want to be weird! Ning Gusheng said this coldly, and directly pinched the trick again in his hand and slapped it towards the fire altar.

Ten Thousand Sword Dust Sword Trick pinched out, the black sword crossed the sky, and the incomparable sword intent was derived from his body, at this moment, he seemed to turn into a sword god, with an invincible posture.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, one sword shines for nine days, slash!!"

Wan Jianchen didn't say anything, and directly performed his own killing move, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, at this moment, the black sword rose into the air, turned into a streamer, and slashed directly towards Ming Jingzhu.