Because the power of the heart fire is too strong, and Qingjian is now a non-god body, even a little bit of the power of the heart fire, Qingjian may not be able to withstand it.

In order to prevent trouble, Bei Mingmo first clicked on the four major points of Qingjian to prevent the power of resentful spirits from invading the heart and brain, and then laid Qingjian flat.

Then, little by little, the power of the inner fire in the body is unsealed; After that, he used the internal force to weaken this power, and after this trace of power became slightly weaker and suitable for healing, Bei Mingmo leaned down and squatted down, and gradually extradited the weakened power into Qingjian's body from the palm of his hand.

After a series of movements, layers of fine sweat began to ooze from Bei Mingmo's forehead and cheeks.

With the influence of the power of the heart fire, Bei Mingmo's expression also became quite unnatural, and when he looked closely, he seemed to be trying his best to hide something.

It didn't take long for Qingjian, who was slowly getting better, to suddenly cough violently, and Bei Mingmo's chest began to feel a little uncomfortable, his cheeks were slightly red, and his whole body was as uncomfortable as if he was burning on fire.

Hearing Qingjian coughing, Xue Ling hurriedly turned around, "They don't look very good"

"Hmph..."

Huo Lie turned his head, I don't know if he was angry at his own bad idea, or angry Xue Ling and they dragged down Bei Mingmo: You woman, anyone can see it.

"You can help Bei Mingmo and Senior Brother"

"If I could help, why would I just stand and wait?"

"That..."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about help now, we can't get close to them within a meter."

"But, they..."

"I said... Why do you have so much to do? ”

“…”

"Protecting the Dharma for them is the greatest help"

Xue Ling wanted to say something, but when she saw the complaint on Huo Lilie's face, she gave up: in fact, she was just worried about them.

Huo Lie didn't know Xue Ling's current mood, but he was not in the mood to explain it now, after all, the current situation of Bei Yingmo could not be lost.

"Poof..."

Qingjian suddenly spat blood from his mouth, and Bei Mingmo frowned, as if he had thought of something.

A red light swept across the palm, and Bei Mingmo's left hand made a special gesture, and then covered his right hand, channeling the different powers of his palms into Qingjian's body together, and sure enough, the people under his palm were not so uncomfortable.

Bei Mingmo feels that he is so smart, but why is his heart aching faintly, and it is getting worse and worse.

Bei Mingmo just thought that he was afraid that when the power of the heart fire eliminated the power of the resentful spirit, it would also erode Qingjian's body, so he would not hesitate to consume the internal force to protect Qingjian's body, and guide the power of the heart fire to the vicinity of the power of the resentful spirit, and when the power of the resentful spirit was all eliminated, he forcibly extracted that trace of the power of the heart fire.

But in this way, the impact of this trace of heart fire power will hurt Bei Yingmo.

However, at this time, Bei Mingmo didn't expect this layer at all, he only knew that if he promised Xue Ling, he would definitely cure Qingjian, but he completely ignored the consequences he had to face and endure.

Forcibly unsealing that force was undoubtedly a purgatory-like torture for Bei Mingmo.

However, I don't know when it started, Bei Mingmo didn't seem to care so much about the consequences, he just didn't want to see Xue Ling cry.

Is it because of the three days at the Longwei Inn when she watched her 'torture' her senior brother just to come to the moat? Was it when I saw her on the street that day, who didn't care about the world, was 'domineering' but 'didn't know whether to live or die'? Still is....

In short, no matter when it started, Bei Mingmo at this moment was sure that he just didn't want to see Xue Ling cry.

Based on being the only one who knows everything about the Northern Styx, plus being a good brother, and most importantly, Huo Lie has already regarded the protection of the Northern Styx as his vocation.

Since Bei Mingmo began to rescue Qingjian, Huo Li's whole person has been on high alert, with a pair of blazing eyes, intently scanning the silver-white space, for fear that something will happen accidentally.

Now in the Northern Darkness, Huo Lie knows how bad his situation is even if he doesn't look at it, so all he can do now is to protect him well.

Suddenly.

The silver-white place where Bei Mingmo and the others were located gradually turned into layers of blood red, the red was surging, getting redder and redder, red like a pool of blood, and there was a strong smell of blood all around, and the surroundings became extremely cold.

Fire and Snow Spirit unconsciously gathered around Bei Mingmo and Qingjian.

Looking at the surrounding scenes, I feel a little infiltrated around the fire that once killed people without blinking, not to mention the snow spirit that has not entered the world deeply and is as pure as a lotus.

Huo Lie looked at Xue Ling worriedly, but at this time, Xue Ling did not see the slightest terror.

This kind of snow spirit impresses the flames, is this considered a danger?

Xue Ling took a deep breath, resisting the frightening air current, a pair of round grape eyes looked around vigilantly, without the slightest relaxation, and slowly moved towards the two of them again, until they were one meter away from the two of them.

Huo Lie felt that he had lost his eyes, Xue Ling was not weak at all: just now I was worried that I would have to take care of one more, but I didn't expect that at this critical moment, this Xue Ling was so calm.

With a sigh, Huo Flame also leaned one meter away from the North Styx and Qingjian, vigilantly protecting the North Stygian Ink.

After about half an hour, although the surroundings turned dead red, it was just like that, and it didn't seem to be about to attack them.

"Is this...?"

The current situation made Huo Lie wonder a little: Why is this? Could it be that this resentful spirit still has some humanity and does not want to take advantage of the danger of others?

Perhaps, as Fire thought, the power of the wraith did not want to take advantage of the danger of others.

For a long time afterward, none of those things attacked them.

All the way to....

"Lie..."

"Cher"

Bei Mingmo, Qingjian made a sound at the same time, and Xue Ling pounced excitedly on Qingjian.

"Senior brother..."

Seeing that Qingjian's face was ruddy and had recovered, Xue Ling looked at Bei Mingmo gratefully.

But for some reason, it seemed that the wind would fall, and his face was so pale and transparent that it was terrifying.

As soon as he took a step, Bei Mingmo faltered, which made Xue Ling a little surprised.

"Bei Mingmo, are you okay?"

This person seems to be very powerful, even if he heals people, it shouldn't be like this, just the mysterious skill that he jumped behind him last time, how could it be? Xue Ling was a little puzzled in her heart, more worried.

"Me? It's okay, it's just that I'm a little tired from squatting. ”

Bei Mingmo's disapproving answer only made Xue Ling even more worried.

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"Whew..."

"Hey... Northern Ink"

"Ink..."

Seeing that Bei Mingmo almost fell, Xue Ling hurried over, but someone was one step faster than her.

Huo Lie caught Bei Mingmo's almost collapsed body, and complained, "Some people just love to be strong, what squatting is tired, and they know that their body is..." ”

"It's okay... I said, it's okay..."Bei Mingmo said coldly, but his heart was warm.

Suppressing the burning pain in his body a little, Bei Mingmo looked at Huo Lie, feeling a little guilty in his heart: was he too fierce just now, Lie just cared about himself. Although I really don't want her to know her situation now, but for Lie...

"Cher, where is this?"

Qingjian, who had just woken up, woke up and found that they were in a blood-red area, and couldn't help but feel very strange: they were obviously in the moat before.

(Qingjian has been cured, plus the heart guard, the physique and snow spirit they don't accept much, and naturally they are not afraid of the powerful resentful spirit power around them.) )

"I don't know. After the senior brother fell into a coma, he suddenly came here. ”

Feeling that Bei Mingmo and Huo Lie behind him had not spoken, Xue Ling intuitively felt that something was wrong.

Strode towards the two of them, "Are you really okay?" But your face really doesn't look good. ”

As soon as Bei Mingmo was about to say a word, the surrounding mountains began to shake.

In a thrilling moment, Qingjian pulled Xue Ling down to his side, and Huo Lie protected Bei Mingmo to the death.

As it stands, they can use spells, and there are no mortals nearby. However, the crux of the matter is that the mana of several of them seems to be limited and cannot be fully used.

Moreover, Bei Mingmo's internal injuries had just begun to repair on their own, and they suffered such a great change, and Bei Mingmo only had time to say "protect her" before fainting.

Although it is said that the respect of the Northern Ink Realm is unmatched in the world.

However, his innate power of heart fire, the most powerful of the Six Realms, was uncontrollable.

Every time he is involved, the damage caused to him is unimaginable.

Well, now is the best proof of this.

The mountains shook for a while, and the surroundings returned to calm.

Xue Ling was protected by Qingjian and did not suffer any damage; Bei Mingmo on the side was lying quietly in the arms of the fire at the moment.

"What's wrong with him?" Xue Ling asked a little anxiously.

"He said he was too tired and would rest for a while."

The reason for such a lame position can probably only be figured out by Fire.

Even if you are as simple as Snow Ling, you don't believe it.

"What the hell happened to him?" Xue Ling asked anxiously.

"What's wrong, let's just say I'm tired."

Huo Lie unswervingly insisted on this lame reason, but his heart was also full of worry.

But: Mo said 'protect her', and just now Mo obviously didn't want her to know her situation, Mo had his own reasons for doing things, why should he mix blindly, just do what Mo said.

In the face of the flames, Xue Ling prepared to take the Northern Stygian Ink Wrist Vein.

Who knows, Huo Flame took the first step to carry the North Dark Ink and turned into the distance.

"Having said that, he is tired. We should now think about how to get out. ”

If you can't get out, then there will really be something going on in Bei Mingmo, and Huo Lie is faintly anxious.

Just after Bei Mingmo finished healing Qingjian's injuries and Huo Flame helped Bei Mingmo up, he lifted the ban on Fire Spirit's mana.

Although the burning heat of the flaming body will hurt those mortals, it is no obstacle to the gods, demons, fairies and demons and cultivators, and now Bei Mingmo feels that he may not be able to hold on, and can only rely on the fire to protect everyone.

Huo Lie hurriedly walked around with Bei Ying Mo on his back, and the Xue Ling brothers and sisters were reminded by Huo Ling, and also thought of the problem, and only by going out first could everything be solved.

Now the fire is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and I think to myself: If I don't go out again, it will inevitably have an impact on the ink, and the mana seems to be restrained, and I can't use it completely.

Such an unprecedented thing has happened, how can Fire not be in a hurry.

Xue Ling glanced at the Northern Stygian Ink on the back of the flame, and once again forced himself to be strong.

"Get out? Don't think about it. You are destined to stay and atone for the sins of your fathers. ”

Between the blood red, a black miasma suddenly appeared, and at this time, an eerie and terrifying announcement was being made.

"What ancestor? Pretend to be a ghost, and get out of here for this Dharma Protector," flaming shouted.

"Hahaha, pretending to be a ghost?"

"Hahahahaha......"

The small space was a little depressing because of the black miasma's eerie laughter.

"Who are you? Please show up."

"People? I also want to know if I'm still or not. ”

Black Miasma lamented and said angrily, "I used to seem to be, when I was still alone, I also had a warm home, a gentle wife. We hunted and farmed, and we worked at sunrise and rested every day, and we didn't get in the way of anyone. ”

Qingjian wondered: What does this have to do with us?

"However, it is you, everything is you, it is your ancestors who destroyed all this, it is you who destroyed the fairies, it is you, everything is you. What is the right way in the human world, the order of the heavenly way, all of them are excuses for them to kill Xian'er. ”

The black miasma on the opposite side became more and more agitated, angry, and uncontrollable.

This makes the surrounding space more and more depressing, and the black miasma, due to the excitement, slowly grows larger, and in a blur, there is a figure slowly gathering, slowly obvious.