At the top of the twilight mountain, the spirit glow is swirling, and the golden red flame light bursts out from time to time in the spirit glow.

The quaint golden-red stone tripod is slowly rotating with the strong air current,

Teng Yu stood in front of Shi Ding, bathed in heavy light, and his complexion was solemn and solemn.

His hands quickly sealed, and golden flames flew out from the seal light, falling into the cracks that had just been repaired on the body, and then expanded into shining runes.

The four spirit crows, thousands of fire-colored sparrows, four-winged Kunpeng, and the eight desolate flamingos flew to the four corners of the stone ding, each showing their divine power to forcibly suppress the demon spirits that were constantly stupidly disturbing and trying to break the seal.

Luo Jianchen stood on top of the amethyst altar, twisting his eyebrows and staring, his heart rising and falling with the light of the seal.

The third time, mending the cracks, carving the sigils, and suppressing the demon spirits has been repeated three times. After repeated discussions, countless hypotheses were made, and each time it fell short at the moment of success. To make matters worse, the crack will be a little deeper and wider if it has been repaired.

But Luo Jianchen was helpless, she had done her best, and she had taken what she knew and learned to the extreme. So far, she has also experienced countless failures, and not being discouraged by failure has always been the spirit of her ultimate success, but now, she is completely depressed,

After three repairs, there is no material left for refining the tripod, and it is barely enough to use it once, if it fails again, then the god tripod will never have the possibility of repair, and the disaster will come to the infinite land at the moment when the fire tripod collapses.

What did you get wrong? She asked herself over and over again. A terrible thought flashed through my mind that I didn't dare to think about.

Then she forcibly suppressed this thought and secretly prayed to herself, hoping that this time, she could succeed.

The light outside the fire tripod was still shining, Teng Yu's complexion was exhausted, and the three times he carved runes with divine thoughts made his vitality greatly damaged, if it weren't for the support of the power of the golden phoenix in his body, he believed that he must have died of exhaustion.

One by one, the runes were rubbed on the flat patches, and when they were printed, they were still shining brightly, and after a while, the light gradually dimmed, and then faded more and more, until they became runes that had lost their vitality.

Teng Yu's heart was gloomy, and he took the phoenix saliva soil for nine deaths, thinking that he could finally pass the rain and the sky was clear, but the two failures destroyed all his high spirits. And this third time, obviously, will end in failure.

Failure, he can face it calmly, but this matter will never allow him to fail.

Exhaustion, anxiety made his chest tumble over the river and the sea as uncomfortable, the churning qi and blood rushed to his throat with the fishy sweetness, the dripping blood was hit in the repair place with the seal qi, a crisp knock suddenly vibrate, the seal gas dissolved into the blood, rubbing out a red gold rune, brilliant, blooming with the vitality of life. And unlike the other runes, its light dimmed for a moment and then rose again, until there was a thud and the repaired place collapsed again, and the rune turned into a streamer of light and disappeared into the void.

A sad wry smile rose in Teng Yu's gloomy heart. He failed again, but he knew exactly what he was going to do next.

He had no choice, and in the end he couldn't escape the mercy of fate.

His head was dizzy, his eyes were black, Teng Yu's body shook, and he fell down.

The golden crow and the silver crow flew in a hurry, but Luo Jianchen had already caught Teng Yu first.

Teng Yu's handsome face was as pale as paper at the moment, and his straight eyebrows tightly twisted out a Sichuan character on his smooth forehead.

"Tengyu"

Luo Jianchen let out a low voice and injected the aura into his body, and then took out a large pill to help him fill the damaged vitality.

Teng Yu is fine, but he will suddenly faint after he is exhausted. Luo Jianchen suddenly felt a little distressed, what a beautiful son of heaven is, but who knows the blood, sweat and burden behind his scenery. This burden may require him to carry it with his life. The crimson golden rune just now kept shaking in her mind, and there was no doubt that the thing she was most worried about was finally going to become a reality.

Her arms around his body trembled unconsciously,

Teng Yu closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly,

"Jian Chen, do you know, you have always been the person I admire the most. This was true in the world, and it is true now. Teng Yu's voice was gentle and calm, but he still didn't open his eyes.

The faint body fragrance of the girl lingering around his nose, and the breeze blowing when she exhaled on his face, this qiē made him extremely nostalgic, he just wanted to stay in this embrace for a moment longer, so that this moment was engraved into his heart.

Love, he shouldn't have touched it, but he was still tempted, and he was still deeply trapped, but he had no regrets, just because of her, she was indeed worthy of any man's love.

If he had a choice, he would rather stay with her in that lonely and nameless town, know and fall in love, and stay with each other until the end of his life.

"Tengyu, you also make me admire. ＂

Luo Jianchen sincerely said that Teng Yu was only a few years older than himself, but he was shouldering the safety of the entire immortal cultivation world and even the mortal world.

"Jian Chen, if I can be reborn, you are willing to be mine"

"Tengyu, you will definitely be reborn, definitely, I will always guard you until you wake up. We will still be good brothers. ＂

"Good brother? Teng Yu's mouth was full of bitterness, and his heart suddenly throbbed, and then turned into a soft sigh in his heart, "Then be a good brother, life and death are unpredictable, why bother her in vain." He opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, looked at each other, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of Tengyu's mouth.

"I have no regrets about meeting you, big brother. He finally couldn't suppress the strong affection that surged in his chest, and hugged the girl in front of him tightly into his arms, "Jian Chen, if I don't wake up in thirty days, you can leave." The journey to immortality is long, you have to take care of your life, if you meet Ah Yan in the future, don't be soft-hearted and suffer from it. ＂

He admonished, then swept the hair from her forehead and gently covered her lips.

I have engraved your breath and face in my heart, and it will be my power to be reborn. If God gives me another chance, I will choose to stay with you for the rest of my life.

In the phoenix wing gilt furnace, the flame was rekindled, and the remaining materials were put into the furnace again to be smelted, but now there is one more material in the furnace, that is, Tengyu's blood, flesh, bones, and soul.

Using the flesh and blood of the descendants of the Protoss to enter the Ding, and suppressing it with the Divine Seal in the soul, this is the only way to repair the Lihuo Ding. Because of the rebirth power of the golden phoenix, Tengyu's body still has the possibility of recovery, but after going to the soul, it is completely unknown whether he can wake up. Luo Jianchen's only hope was to refine the essence that remained in the Zixiao Yan Dragon Sword to reshape Teng Yu.

Luo Jianchen sealed with one hand, and raised his other hand in the air, watching the white bones melt into shining golden sand, and the muscles and blood boiled into a pulp, and finally mixed with the materials to replenish the ding.

The tears finally slipped silently, the hearty young man who loved to mess with trouble, the scheming proud son of the sky, and the man who left an affectionate kiss on his forehead before the flesh and blood were scattered, finally ceased to exist.

The scene flashed back to her mind, the man calmly stripped his clothes in front of her, his body was almost perfect, she watched him calmly cut his skin, watched him smile faintly, and threw his flesh and bones into the furnace, and then she heard the sound of her own heart breaking.

A dazzling golden light and a small half of a fiery red seed suddenly flew out of the furnace, and the seeds swirled around the fire ding, with the power to destroy the world and the earth, and then passed through the ding body and sank into the earth. The golden light, with a regrettable momentum, flew straight into Luo Jianchen's hanging hands.

Luo Jianchen no longer hesitated, rolled up the gilded furnace on the sleeves of his robe, and flew towards the fire tripod, flying with one hand, and the seal gas wrapped in the refining mud sprayed on the cracks in the ding's body.

When the last fine line was filled, the fire tripod suddenly swirled up, and thousands of golden lights burst out, and the golden red stone tripod turned into a canopy of flames between heaven and earth in an instant, and the flame tongue flew up to the sky, and then dense raindrops fell from the sky, crystal clear, flashing with brilliant red light, falling all over every inch of the holy area, and also fell into Luo Jianchen's heart.

There is such a man, which makes her admire from the bottom of her heart, he is chivalrous and tender, and he clearly hides his love for her in his heart, but he still gives up his body and even his soul without hesitation for the sake of righteousness and righteousness.

Small love for himself, big love for the world, Teng Yu is indeed worthy of the blood of God.

In the Jinli Temple, the aura turned into patches of pale pink mist, swirling through the corridor of the temple.

After the restoration of the Fire God Ding, it rained blood rain for three days in a row, and after the rain, the holy area was completely transformed, and the flames were pressed into the ground, the desert, the torn soil was covered with green grass, and there were saplings breaking through the soil in the mountains, and they grew into small trees overnight. The dry riverbed rippled with blue waves, and large expanses of fiery red bloodthorn flowers covered the mountain stream.

The demon spirits that escaped in the Yanliu Mountain were re-suppressed by the power of Shending, and in order to ensure that there were no demon spirits that slipped through the net, the four spirit crows followed Luo Jianchen's instructions and led their respective subordinate spirit beasts to search for the mountain.

During this time, Luo Jianchen was busy repairing the "Leaving the Fire Holy Scroll" and refining the essence of Teng Yu's remnants in the Zixiao Yan Dragon Sword. The former was finally completed seven days later. But extracting the essence is a time-consuming and labor-intensive task, requiring a strong sense of consciousness to search for it.

Luo Jianchen searched very hard, and did not miss any opportunity, as long as he pulled out one more point, then Teng Yu would have one more chance of waking up.

In the hall at the east head of the temple, Luo Jianchen stood quietly in front of the fiery red couch with tangled golden threads, staring fixedly at the body of the man on the couch.

The body was almost complete, except for the muscles on the leg bones that were growing at a slow rate, the rest of the body had returned to its original state, and the lean and tight skin in front of him was the same as the man's body when his clothes were worn off that day.

"The arm is already full," Luo Jianchen muttered to himself, with a relieved smile on his face, bending over to wipe away the faint blood oozing from the pores on the man's arm, and then leaned over to pry his mouth open, pressing his throat with one hand, and forcing blood to drip into his mouth with the other hand with aura. R1152