Feng Yi didn't know where he was, he only tasted the unbearable pain of crushing his steel teeth.

"Death is not afraid, what is the pain!"

He cried out again and again in his heart, until the pain was numb, the pain was so chaotic that everything was empty.

Suddenly, a cold air flow surged into his body, emitting a faint dragon qi, dispelling the rampant pain that hovered around Feng Yi's body.

Feng Yi stole a breath of clarity and was busy inspecting himself.

But I saw two illusory spirits, wandering outside the Jiang Palace, fighting each other.

It's a beetle and a beetle.

When the soul of the beetle entered the body, Feng Yi was still clear and knew the changes before and after.

But why did the soul of the god also enter his body?

Feng Yi didn't know.

The two souls fought each other, and the aftermath diverged, shaking Feng Yijiang Palace, almost collapsing.

And in the Jiang Palace, the fire of life is still lonely, and Xiaoding is still silent.

Feng Yi took advantage of this rare Qingming opportunity, and the god ordered the fire to rush out of the palace to help Yu fight together.

But the divine thoughts are divergent, and the fire of life is still lonely, unmoving.

"How so?"

A sound was heard in his ears, "The essence of heavenly fire is actually in line with Yi'er's life, this is ...... How's that okay?"

It's Master's voice.

Feng Yi wanted to shout loudly, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't spit them out no matter what.

The sense of decay that has more than enough strength and is not enough hits Feng Yi's heart.

The pain came again, and it was difficult to live or die.

Feng Yi rolls, twists, trembles, spasms.

In extreme pain, he opened his mouth violently and retched desperately.

In the altar of Xiao Wu, Xin Li saw all this in his eyes. He had the heart to relieve Feng Yi's pain, but he didn't know where to start for a while, even if he let his mystical law go through the sky.

"Yi'er, you have to hold on no matter what. I believe that he has the blood of a true dragon, and he has reached the limit of atavism, and he will definitely be able to defeat the dragon and save you from life. ”

Xin Li said to himself, but he himself didn't have enough confidence, how could he be full of confidence when he said the comforting words?

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to be anxious, you can only resign yourself to fate.

But God, when did you really open your eyes?

"The essence of heavenly fire is in conjunction with his life, and if he wants to draw out the essence of heavenly fire, his life number will also come out. In such a situation, it is the gods who are in the world, and I am afraid that they can only tie their hands. ”

An old woman's voice came from behind Xin Li.

He still stared at Feng Yi, his eyes full of concern and worry, and he didn't turn around to look at people.

"Big brother, why are you doing this? For Jiang Luohong's family of three, you have paid too much. ”

The old voice sounded again.

The voice, mixed with the sound of footsteps, is moving slowly.

Walking to Xin Li's side, the visitor stopped. But she was an old woman with a full head of gray hair, with a slumped back and sparse white hair on her head.

On the face, the wrinkles are stacked, and there are traces of time in it, and there is also a sadness that the wind blows away.

But is she really very old?

No, Xin Li was forty and two years old at the time, she called Xin Li her eldest brother, how could she be an old woman?

But the body is like this, and it can't be faked.

"Third sister, since you have come, my father and second brother must have also arrived, right?"

Xin Li's gaze never moved away from Feng Yi's body.

The old woman took a deep breath of the air that was not refreshing here, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Father and second brother haven't arrived yet, I'll go first, and they'll come back." ”

After a pause, "But in half an hour at most, they will come here and escort you back to the Mu Clan." ”

"Charge?"

Xin Li smiled softly, "As the prince of the Mu Clan, I am already a serious offender for stealing the Mu Clan's holy relic Fu Long Ding. They should have come and taken me back and apologized. ”

The sadness on the old woman's face became stronger and stronger, "For Jiang Luohong, for Yun Feiyan, for this child, is it really worth it for you to do this?"

Xin Li still chuckled, "Have you ever loved someone in your life?"

The old woman looked puzzled, but her puzzlement disappeared in an instant.

"I know you love Yun Feiyan deeply, but after all, she is already a human woman, and she has been dead for many years. ”

"If it weren't for you, how could she have died so easily, if it weren't for Di Xi's slut sneaking up in secret, how could she ...... How could it be ......?"

Xin Li couldn't go on, because every time he said a word, the shadow in front of his tears would be condensed.

He didn't dare to face Qianying because he was ashamed.

Why is he ashamed? Because he failed to take care of her widow.

Feng Yi was still twisting and twitching in pain.

Xin Li trembled his hands, trying to touch his face. But the palm of his hand hovered half an inch outside Feng Yi's body, and he couldn't touch it anymore.

A blazing fire emanated from his self-styled body, burning Xin Li's palm, and he didn't realize it.

"Where is Fu Longding now?"

The old woman stood still for a long time, took a deep breath again, and asked in a deep voice.

"Lost. Xin Li replied coldly.

The old woman frowned, "How can you lose it?"

"The war was fierce, and I don't know where it was left. Xin Li said.

The old woman didn't believe it, but seeing Xin Li's expression like this, she didn't seem to be lying.

She thought for a moment and asked again, "You passed on the Wood Clan's holy technique to this child?"

The child refers to Feng Yi, and the Wood Clan's holy technique refers to the blood-burning secret technique.

Xin Li shook his head, "I didn't teach, his dantian was lacking and he couldn't cultivate." ”

"Is there a deficiency in the dantian?" the old woman still didn't believe it, squatted down, and pointed to Feng Yi's lower abdomen.

The two fingers of the thin right hand were scorched into charcoal under the scorching of the fire, and the old woman's face was painful, and finally forced out a wisp of vitality and drilled into Feng Yi's body.

The vitality wandered around, and the dantian was damaged.

The old woman's expression softened slightly, "So, there is no spread of the Eight Styles of God Slashing?"

Xin Li looked up at him, "Without a complete dantian, how can you step into the path of Xuan Xiu? Without the foundation of Yuan Li, how can you cultivate the Eight Styles of Slaying Gods?"

"That's just as well. The disbelief on the old woman's face finally dissipated with the wind.

She looked at Feng Yi again and said, "If you tell me this, I naturally believe it." But with the temperament of his father and second brother, most of them will ......"

"Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, so as to prevent future troubles?" Xin Li said coldly.

The old woman nodded solemnly.

After the nod, there was another moment of silence. In the end, the old woman said: "I can hide the existence of this child for you, as long as ...... As long as you go back with me and confess your mistakes to your father. As for the lost Fu Longding, our brothers and sisters tried their best to find it for the rest of their lives. I think my father will probably not really kill you, after all, the blood is connected. ”

Xin Li looked at Feng Yi and fell into deep thought.

Feng Yi listened to this short conversation very well.

Although he was in pain, because the beetle blocked the beetle, his mind was able to stay clear for a while.

He wanted to open his eyes and see Master's face again, but he didn't have that chance.

Because he had heard Master's words, "I'll go with you, and you can't tell anyone about Yi'er." ”

The old woman nodded, "You and my brother and sister have been around for many years, you should know what my temperament is." ”

As soon as the words landed, the figure dissipated. Along with it, there was Xin Li's old body.

It was only before Xin Li's figure dissipated that he swung a majestic and pure vitality towards the sky of Feng Yi's Jiang Palace.

The vitality shot out of the sealed palace, blocked by the fire, and it was difficult to enter the body.

The fire is fierce, and the vitality is not to be outdone, and it is up to charge.

In the end, Yuan Qi fought hard to damage himself by eight hundred, found a flaw in the fire, and rushed into the Feng Yi Palace.

In the palace, Xiaoding was silent. Suddenly, when he heard Xin Li's vitality coming, he trembled violently, and the surging green light diffused through his body.

The green light rose, and the white confinement light curtain immediately expanded and restrained. The green light rushes left and right, and it is difficult to detach.

The vitality was drummed, and the imprisoned light curtain was shattered suddenly. Xiao Ding couldn't hide his joy, and the green light won a big victory. Yuan Li made waves again, covering up the green light emitted by Xiao Ding.

Xiao Ding seemed to be aware of it, and then fell silent.

The vitality hovered in the corner of the palace, turning into an illusory and tiny figure.

It is exactly what Xin Li looks like, but he is no longer old. is in the prime of life, although it is slightly down, but it is difficult to hide the handsome demeanor.

A pair of eyes flooded with fine light, staring at the fire of life.

The fire of life is held high.

Xin Li's figure opened his mouth and said coldly: "Although I can't force you out of Yi'er's body, I can't let you devour Yi'er's life." Now I will give up this self-cultivation and unite with Fu Longding to completely suppress you! Even if Yi'er will be weak for the rest of her life because of this, it is better than being killed by you at any time. ”

The wind blew out of Xin Li's figure, turned into a ball of pure vitality, and converged on Fulongding.

Xiao Ding rotated endlessly, and the green light showed a thick pitch-black color under the cover of Xin Li's vitality.

The ink light shoots out, and the fire is extinguished.

The fire of life trembled, emitting fiery qi, turning into a strange fire dragon, and swooping down on the ink light.

The two fought each other, each with damage.

Feng Yi was in pain until he fell into a coma, but before he fell into a coma, he suddenly thought: "It turns out that the life fire is transformed by the essence of the fire clan's holy relic, Tianhuo, and it is actually harmful to me! It turns out that my father's name is Jiang Luohong, and my mother's name is Yun Feiyan." And the wicked woman who killed them was called Di Xi ......"

After the thought turned, Feng Yi's mind finally couldn't hold on to Qingming and fell silent.

Feng Yi also fell into a coma.

In a daze, Luo Bing was wearing purple clothes, moving lotus steps lightly, and walking slowly.

She called softly, "Feng Yi...... Wake up. ”

Feng Yi was dazed and opened his eyes.

But seeing that the ruins were the same as before, he was still in the altar of Xiao Wu.

There is no master outside the body, there are no flies and beetles, and there is no shadow of Luo Bing's fragrance.

It turned out to be just a dream.

"Master!"

No, not dreamy.

Feng Yi suddenly woke up and hurriedly shouted.

But the world is silent, how can anyone respond to his shouts?

"Yes, Master followed the old woman back to the Mu Clan. ”

Feng Yi sat on the ground, holding his head in contemplation.

After pondering, I was worried again, "Master is a sinner of the Mu Clan, will it be dangerous to go here?"

thought again: "Probably not, after all, he is the prince of the Mu clan, and he is connected to the blood of the Mu Emperor." No matter how great the sin is, it is impossible for the Mu Emperor to seriously bear to kill him. ”

Think again: "Besides, Master's cultivation is so high, even a ninth-order alien beast can be killed, there must be no danger." ”

My heart was a little relieved, and Luo Bing's figure appeared in my heart again.

"Luo Bing ......"

There was a shout, but no one was there.

"Was she taken away by the old man?"

When he turned into a demon, he vaguely heard the third mother-in-law's self-talk.

From this, it can be inferred that the third mother-in-law is Luo Bing's servant. Combined with the current situation, Feng Yi speculated that Luo Bing should be fine.

The worry was gone, and I couldn't help but think again: "The spirit of the beetle has burrowed into my body, what is happening now?"

I was busy looking inside and looking at my body, but I saw that everything was as usual.

There is no soul of a beetle, and there is no soul of a dragon.

It's like those two beasts, never came.

No, I've been here!

In the Jiang Palace, Xiao Ding is gone, and the fire of life is gone. There was only a bright yellow ball like an egg, floating lonely.

The aura of heart fire lingered around the side, and on the bright yellow ball, the lines were pathetic, and there was a little dragon power in the inside, and there were raging flames burning on their own outside the ball.

The waves of burning qi of the flames radiated out of the Jiang Palace, and suddenly turned into a trace of extremely pure Yuan Force, which swam along the meridians to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Yuan Li is wrapped in a strong fire breath, and there is also a wood breath that is not weaker than the fire breath.

The Yuan Power cultivated by the Great Compassion Fu has its own fire genus, which is not suspicious. What's going on with the genus?

Feng Yi was suspicious, but while he was puzzled, he couldn't help but think: "The first layer of great compassion is ...... Complete?"

Feng Yi was very surprised, the bright yellow ball in the Jiang Palace was the sign of the consummation of the first layer of Great Compassion Fu and the promotion to the second layer, the Yuanli Dragon Fetus.

The dragon fetus is ready, just waiting for the day the shell is broken, and the real dragon soars into the sky.

It was a surprise, a big surprise.

It's just that after the surprise, Feng Yi was worried again.

"Master said that the fire of life is the essence of the fire clan's holy artifact, the essence of heavenly fire, which is harmful to me, and now it has turned into a Yuanli dragon fetus, and it is inseparable from me, is this good or bad?"

Confused, puzzled, and thought: "The wood breath in my Yuan Force, could it be from Fu Longding?"

Thinking about it, "Fu Longding is also integrated into the Yuanli Dragon Fetus?"

The more I think about it, the more certain I become.

Depressed, irritable, when it is really a wave of squares, waves and waves, there is always no peace.

Feng Yijian's eyebrows condensed, and he sat on the ground.

After a long time, he finally turned over and jumped up, "It's useless to think too much, with this melancholy time, it is better to put your mind on the scriptures of great compassion, and understand the true meaning of some scriptures, maybe you can unlock the secret of this life fire, Fulong Ding and the fusion of the dragon into the dragon fetus." ”

Once the mind is clear, there will be no more depression.

Looking at the front of me again, there was a five-foot bone knife, which was obliquely inserted into the ground not far away.

"Master's Knife ......"