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Everyone only cared about Fuhang's awakening, but they didn't realize that the Ash Messenger had been instilling holy light into Fuhang's body.

Now in Fu Hang's body, there are two auras that are constantly converging and resisting, one is the demon's breath, and the other is the power of the holy light of the Ash Bringer.

It was as if Fuhang's divine thoughts had fallen into the endless abyss of hell. Fu Hang still retains a trace of sobriety in this abyss, that is, in his own spiritual world. He felt deeply the predicament he was in. The green flames burned brightly, enveloping him, immobilizing him.

The blazing flames continued to erode Fuhang's spiritual world, and even a trace of his divine thoughts were not spared. The Devil's Breath, violent rampant in Fuhang's mind, wants to swallow Fuhang in one bite.

Fuck, Fuhang was upset for a while. It's only been less than a dozen days in the world, and I've been at the ghost gate twice. This time, I don't even know if I'll be able to escape.

These green flames enveloped him, and Fuhang knew that escaping from them was the key to the problem. As long as you escape from these flames, you will have a chance to wake up.

"System? system!" In the spiritual world, the only thing that can talk to Fuhang is the system when the talent is unlocked.

"Master, do you have any questions?" The soft female voice replied.

"I'm stuck here now, is there anything you can do to get me out."

"Master, this is beyond my knowledge, I can only help you answer questions about talent and career."

Holy, what's the situation. Fu Hang scolded secretly, this system is really professional, something beyond the scope of service, and he dared to refuse. You don't know that your master is going to die.

It's better to ask for others than for yourself, forget it. Fu Hang secretly made up his mind that he would personally break through this magic matrix surrounded by green flames.

The strange magic glyphs on the magic matrix kept glowing with green flames. Fu Hang calmly observed the characteristics of the magic matrix. The magic matrix was hexagonal in shape, and each line was engraved with glyphs that were like a sealed spell that restricted Fuhang's movements.

Fu Hang tentatively rushed towards the corner of the six-pointed star, and the demon circle formed by the demon's breath seemed to sense that something wanted to escape, and the flames erupted with Fu Hang's actions. The magic matrix of the six-pointed star instantly became three-dimensional. It became a pillar with a six-pointed star as the ground.

A tingling pain spread all over Fuhang's body, and as a trace of divine thought, the feeling of being burned was not so pleasant. The pain in the heart of the suppressed Fuhang couldn't say a word. Gradually, Fuhang felt that his body in his mind was slowly becoming transparent.

Is the body disappearing? Could it be that these flames can burn their own thoughts?

Fu Hang hesitated for a moment and thought calmly. Anyway, I have died once, what is there to dare not fight, I have been in Azeroth for so long, and I have met many heroes. Although I don't have any strength, isn't it a very happy thing to know them?

The only thing that has some regrets is the queen, and at the last moment, I didn't see her real relief.

Fu Hang clenched his fists, looked at the magic matrix with a decisive gaze, and muttered, "He. . . Mother. Target. Today, I'd rather die here than be besieged to death by this group of green stars. It is better to die standing than to live on your knees. Come on! ”

The green flames kept rising, one impact, two impacts, three impacts. I don't know how many times it passed, Fuhang was a little tired, he sat on the ground, and his whole body became transparent.

Maybe next time, it's the last impact. Fu Hang touched the crack in the demonic barrier that rose from the magic matrix. It's also a small result of his constant impact.

A tiny crack carved into the demon wall of the Six Star Pillars.

For the last time, after Fuhang smiled bitterly, his face was full of relief. Life and death are fighting here, big husband, it is not a pity to die.

I'm going to fucking kill you. "Broken!" Fu Hang shouted one last time.

The sound of the reverberating bell produced by the impact resounded throughout the abyss. The crack in the magic matrix suddenly shattered, and endless holy light gushed out.

The vast power of the Holy Light instantly engulfed the demon's breath. The magic matrix is gone. A smile appeared at the corner of Fu Hang's mouth. Then he fell asleep weakly.

The holy light of the long holy light turned into a soft tire, entrusting the remnants of Fuhang's divine thoughts, rising continuously, and finally walked out of this abyss.

Gradually, Fuhang's divine thoughts came to a golden and splendid hall, and the transparent divine thoughts continued to undergo the baptism of holy light and became more and more fulfilling.

In this continuous recharge, Fuhang's divine thoughts became full. Fuhang fell from the suspended air, and the moment he landed, he also came to his senses.

"Where is this? I'm not dead. ”

Directly in front of the main hall, a humanoid creature wearing golden battle armor sat on a chair and said majestically, "This is the inner world of your divine sword. You call it the Ember Bringer. ”

"Isn't it called the Ember Bringer?"

"The appearance is similar, but the origin is very different. You don't have to ask too much. ”

"Who are you?" Fu Hang saw this benevolent brother sitting on the golden dragon chair in the main hall, so imposing. Fu Hang was unhappy for a while, and said sullenly: What are you pretending, I look down on you stupid hangers who put on a shelf and pretend to be thirteen.

"What are you muttering, are you saying bad things about me?"

"Damn, how do you know."

"How do I know, you will understand later, now is the time for you to return to Azeroth, remember, whenever you are in danger, the Ember Bringer is your greatest help. I hope the next time you come, you'll know why you're here. The humanoid creature in golden armor said melodiously, and what was even more exaggerated was that this benevolent brother had an echo when he spoke.

Fuhang didn't care too much. Close your eyes and return to your body.

After returning to the body, Fuhang suddenly regretted it, is this his own body?

Muscle aches, breathing is not smooth, and I can't move. It seems that he was really seriously injured, and this time he barely picked up a Ming back.

Fu Hang opened his eyes with all his might, but found a scene that he couldn't believe in his life, the queen actually lay on his chest and cried, like a weak and helpless girl.

Fu Hang took a deep breath of air and said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, are you—crying for me?" ”

Sylvanas' poignant face lifted, and she stared blankly at Fuhang, not knowing what to do for a moment.