However, now that he can't care about this, the opportunity of the crisis is to use the power of the explosion of Yugsaron's clone to rush himself out. There is no other way.

Fuhang is also a desperate bet.

Don't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, let's talk about it later!

Life and death are between this thought, and if you don't gamble, you may be buried forever in this dark and barren place. However, if you can fight yourself, then there is still a chance to live, this is the only chance, and you have to seize it.

The explosive flames produced by the corrosive force were too high to reach Fuhang's imagination.

Fuhang, who was wrapped in black flames, was already struggling to breathe unobstructed. The flames burned his skin, but they didn't leave any scars on Fuhang's body. But don't be fooled by these benevolent flames. They are not showing mercy to Fuhang's weak subordinates, but these filthy high-temperature flames are burning Fuhang's heart and even soul.

For this, Fuhang can only endure.

"Damn!" For the first time, the explosive impact of the corrosive force hit Fuhang. The tumbling flames slammed directly into the Ash Bringer beneath Fu Sailing. Immediately followed by a series of bursts, Fuhang only felt that his waist was almost torn off by this terrifying force.

At the same time, the impact of the explosion also caused Fuhang to fly upside down. In the deep black passage, tumble upwards.

That's the only thing Fuhang can rely on. With the help of this force, he must break out of the surface and out of this dark passage.

"Burn, explode. Let death obliterate your rays, stupid creatures. I'm going to show you the high price of arrogance! "Yugsaron is on the verge of madness. Although the original character of the old god was a bit paranoid. Some of them are paranoid forces. Some are paranoid about the land under their jurisdiction.

Compared to the worldview of human beings, these ancient gods and creatures are a bunch of crazy people.

Fuhang didn't have time to talk to Yugsaron. Now he had to face the explosion beneath him. He had to find the only chance to survive in the midst of this explosion.

Soon, Fuhang found a chance for life in the flames of destruction.

These hot flames are not without dead ends. In the tumbling flames, there were many gaps mixed with scorching air currents. These scorching currents swayed through the cracks of the flames.

This is the chance to live.

Fu Hang's left foot slammed into the dark, hard wall. Turn to face the airflow in the flame crevice. The airflow was still suffering from high temperatures. However, in the midst of this, he can breathe a sigh of relief.

Because, those filthy flames have taken off the strength of Fu Hang's body. In these air currents, there is no flame.

"If it weren't for Lao Tzu's wit, he would have died here." Fuhang muttered to himself.

The current position allows Fuhang to slowly regain his strength. The series of battles just now made Fuhang's physical strength close to overdrawn. Not only that, but even the spiritual power of Fuhang. There are some that are in short supply.

Fu Hang gasped for breath and lay down carefully in the hot airflow. These air currents have been churning upwards, and Fuhang has relaxed for a while.

However, these currents are not controlled by Yugsaron. If this ancient god knew that Fu Hang was fleeing with the help of this strange air current, he would have gone crazy again.

Just when Fuhang thought that he could completely use this air flow to rush out of the surface, the drama came. This air flow actually reached a certain height and fell rapidly!

The speed of the fall was completely beyond Fuhang's imagination.

Even though Fuhang's reaction nerve was very short, it still did not completely prevent the fall this time.

Falling air currents are destroying the chances of escape.

Fuhang is also clear. Find another airflow to send yourself out of this bottomless passage that is exploding.

Soon, on the left-hand side of the airflow to which Fuhang belongs. Mixed with the purple-black flames was a stream of air. According to the direction of the flames, Fu Hang could see that this air flow was churning upward.

Fuhang jumped over as soon as possible. Teleport through the flames once more.

The airflow is uncontrolled, and it continues to churn upwards. And Fuhang didn't dare to let down his vigilance. If you continue to make some unexpected moves, you can't afford to take the risk.

Cheered up the spirit of the twelve, with the help of the rising airflow. Keep going up.

Fuhang has an instinct, and after such a long time, he has been as close to the ground as possible.

Perhaps, in the next minute, you will be able to see the sun.

Sudden downward winding. Another airflow that keeps the hang on the lookout comes into play.

Fu Hang jumped into another stream of air again.

Keep moving upwards.

Yugsaron let out a roar again, as an ancient god, and still in his own realm, he felt that Fuhang was still not dead. The signs of his life continued.

This is really a great irony of myself.

But Yugsaron had already exploded his clone, at least in this realm. I can't control the power here anymore. To his regret, he sacrificed 10,000 years of his recovery time to not kill this arrogant and stupid creature.

"Stupid creature, don't be glad that you have escaped my judgment, sooner or later my power will come to this world again, and when the time comes, your kneeling and begging for mercy will not be able to obtain my forgiveness!"

Yugsaron was thrown into a 10,000-year-long self-slumber due to an explosion of distraction. He had to be repaired in this slumber.

The Old Gods will not easily give up the world they were in, believing that in 10,000 years, Yogsaron will reappear in the world of Azeroth.

Fuhang also knew when Yugsaron would reappear.

At the northernmost tip of the world of Azeroth, there is a vast continent. It's called Northrend. It is the place where many ancient creatures lived, and it is also the current entrenchment of the Scourge Corps.

In the highest place in Northrend, there is a tall palace called Ulduar, where many Titan's secrets are kept. Of course. 10,000 years later, Ulduar is not so simple Ulduar.

The story here is a story for later. Fuhang also knew that in the future, he would be able to see the ancient god he witnessed today, Yugsaron.

"I don't have time to talk to you, this is the final stage." Fuhang clearly felt the increasing intensity of the explosion. The final burst is coming.

Behind this storm, there will be the brightest dawn.

The chaos of the eve of dawn, Fuhang is feeling.

The air flow in front of him was gone, and Fu Hang was once again forced to jump into the flames.

The purple-black flames instantly enveloped this criminal who had escaped. Such a fugitive deserves the most severe sanctions!

The hottest scorching has come, and Fuhang is beginning to be unable to bear the pain.

"Day!" Fu Hang bit down the cloth from the long sleeve of the mage's robe with his teeth. Bite tightly in your mouth.

For the first time, Fuhang's face was so hideous. The scorching heat of the flames made his soul extremely painful. It's like being reborn in the midst of fire.

The protection of the Holy Light is also a bit of a problem now. The Light cannot withstand these heats. The Light does not want the forces of nature, and can use the elements of nature to lower its own temperature.

This is the final test of Fuhang!

The impact of the two explosions hit Fu Hang's waist and shoulder, respectively.

The huge power directly maximizes the speed of the Funaku.

With this speed, Fuhang found hope of survival.

But, to survive. It's not just about the speed of this one. There is something else. It is a test of life in Fuhang.

Having never experienced such great pain, Fuhang's body began to lose consciousness. Some places. Fuhang couldn't feel his presence anymore.

Fuhang has been giving hints to his heart, and it's not over yet. This battle made itself a victory.

The Old God has lost his voice, and he detonates his doppelganger. It's yourself who wins. I'm going to get out. Because so many things in this world are not over yet.

He also has many other tasks, the arrival of the Burning Legion, the scourge of the Eastern Kingdom, and the undead of Northrend. There is also his beloved Queen, and he can't give up. Fuhang's survival ** does not allow him to die like this.

Even if you can't feel the intuition of your body, Fuhang still has her own mind. He didn't know if he could move anymore, but he realized he still would. And you can't close your eyes.

Even if there is unprecedented darkness in front of you.

O light and hope! I use victory. in exchange for your favor!

"Bang!"

The loud sound of the sky shook Fuhang's eardrums. Fuhang knew that he had broken through the surface.

Although the location here is no longer an emerald dream.

The explosion underground, I don't know where Fuhang was sent.

But Fuhang survived.

He began to regain a little bit of consciousness, a simple coldness and softness beneath him.

Fu Hang's body was very warm, and soon, the things under him turned into water.

"Is it snow?" Fu Hang said secretly in his heart.

No matter, I survived anyway.

Haha, although Fuhang can't express his joy in his expression, no one can feel the ecstasy in his heart.

However, after this battle, Fuhang's body has become fragmented.

His appearance, in particular, had been altered by the corrosive power of these filth.

The obscene and a little scoundrel appearance that used to be obscene is no longer there.

The corrosive force didn't change the skin on Fuhang's body, but it distorted Fuhang's face.

Now Fuhang's face is like Gul'dan who has drunk the blood of demons.

Fu Hang still didn't know anything, he was lying in this icy and snowy canyon, the Ash Messenger kept transmitting the power of the Holy Light, and Fu Hang was also in this warm Holy Light, slowly recovering his ability.

According to his current physical state, Fuhang can feel that the speed of recovery is very slow, but he can still recover. However, this may be a bit long.

Red Dragon Spire.

"Lena, did you bring that creature back?" The Red Dragon Queen in front of the plants in front of the palace and the viewer.

Across from her was Ysera, who sat upright in a stone chair and said nothing.

The red dragon maid nodded and said, "Well, Queen. We've got the guards to bring him back. ”

Alexstasa nodded and said, "Bring him in, I feel it, his breath of life is very weak." ”

With a wave of Lina's hand, the two red dragon guards behind her put down the creature on the stretcher.

Ysera instinctively gave in, and the aura on this creature was corrosive. Although the corrosive power of this one is very weak.

Ysera's reaction was quick, and he knew very well who could reach this corrosive force.

Only Malfurion and Fuhang.

The creature's outfit was scorched, but she could vaguely make out who it was.

"Sister, Child of Prophecy!" Ysera hurriedly walked over from her seat and leaned over to Fuhang.

"Oh my God! My sister, his body, was on the verge of collapse, and I found it hard to believe that he could survive so bravely under the erosion of such a strong corrosive force. "Alexstasa knows the status of this child of prophecy. Together, she and Ysera began to pour their power into Fuhang's body.

Fuhang, who had fallen asleep, suddenly felt two forces enter his body. A power that burns hot, but it regenerates its body in the flames. The other force is much cooler, repairing the body of the person himself destroyed by the corrosive force.

"Ahem." Fu Hang coughed heavily.

But he still didn't wake up.

Crassus also came in through the door, and his team followed.

"Queen, who is this creature?" It was difficult for Crassus to discern who the creature was lying on the long carpet of the main hall.

In this creature's body, the presence of breath can no longer be felt. Even the slightest sign of life is so faint.

Alexstasa and Ysera didn't have time to bother with Crassus.

Brooks felt a hint of familiarity. He smelled a familiar scent of the creature on the ground.

Even with his face, it is difficult to identify him.

Brocks Shiga almost thought it was an orc. But he didn't have the strong arms of an orc.

Luo Ning also frowned, he couldn't speak, but he also felt very familiar.

Only one member of the team recognized the creature in front of him.

The Windranger walked over slowly, his fair face covered with delicate tears that sparkled like pearls.

No matter what you become, I can feel your breath.

Windranger suddenly smiled, a bitter smile that only she and those on the ground could understand. (To be continued......)