Hel, the Serpent King, is indeed very tricky, and the deadly venom she spews out makes it impossible for the Ice Lizardmen to get close. It even exceeded the range of Murong Yue and Liu Zihan for a time.

Liu Zihan and Murong Yue had to climb the surrounding peaks and open the flying wings on them, Murong Yue controlled the flying wings, and Liu Zihan fired countless ice arrows at Hull to block her movements.

The elite of the ice lizardmen on the ground, led by the lizard guards, hurled stone spears one after another at Hel's eyes.

"You bugs! You're all going to die! Hull closed his eyes, flicked his tail and smashed Liu Zihan's ice arrow, sweeping towards the lizard guard.

"Brothers, come on!" The man yelled and gritted his teeth to resist Hull's blow, only to hear the sound of countless ribs shattering, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

As if smelling blood, Hel greedily stuck out his tongue and curled it up at the lizardguard's head. One eye also opened a slit slightly.

"Whew!"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Hull struggled in pain, his eyes dripping with blood, and ice particles glittering in the corners of his eyes.

"Satsuki, go to the other side!" Liu Zihan said to Murong Yue, and bent his bow and pulled the arrow again. Shoot the snake king, who groaned in pain, forgot about the danger in front of him, and opened his other eye.

In the days that followed, the Lizard Guards led the team and shot wave after wave of stone spears at the blind snake king.

The poisonous stone spear mixed with it stabbed into the wound of the Snake King.

Endless wails echoed in the ice and snow paths, and after tossing for nearly a few days, the deeply poisonous snake king slowly stopped swinging. In the snowflakes, the body began to stiffen and merge with the surrounding green mountains.

Just when Liu Zihan and Murong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they could form an alliance smoothly.

The Lizard Guards led the team to slaughter the entire Flying Snake Clan, and the Snake Clan, who had lost Hull's protection, were the elite opponents of these Ice Lizard People, and they were brutally killed and almost wiped out.

"Two adults! The patriarch of my clan is invited to discuss the alliance! ”

A patriarch guard ran over and whispered to Murong Yue and Liu Zihan.

"Hmm!" Murong Yue smiled at Liu Zihan and followed closely. But they were greeted by a trap that had already been dug up.

"Thank you two adults for your help! So that my fourth lizard can take the heads of generations of enemies and pay tribute to the ancestors! The grim-faced patriarch laughed and ordered Hull's head to be placed on the altar.

"Oh, wait a little here! I'm going to get a magic artifact. The fourth lizard smiled apologetically at Murong Yue and Liu Zihan, and walked quickly outside. As he passed by the entrance to the cave, he made a gesture to the guards beside him.

"Boom", a huge stone door was lowered and slammed into the ground.

Murong Yue and Liu Zihan, who were visiting the ancestral altar of the ice lizardmen, were taken aback, and the secret way was not good.

"Hahaha! My lord! The covenant you brought with you is not appropriate! We're not stupid! I won't fight against the entire Kunpeng Divine Cult for the sake of one stone man! "Behind the stone wall, there was the sly laughter of the lizard old four!

"But! Kill Hull, but it will anger some amazing beings! We can't let you out! Wouldn't it be better to be with our ancestors! Set! ”

Countless torches were hurled through the holes, igniting Hull's head. The grease burned violently, releasing countless rays of light, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt meat.

When the head of this flying snake was about to disappear, a giant

Big red eyes flashed and wandered around.

"Who is it? Who killed Hull?! Who killed Hull?! ”

The voices of countless trembling souls rang out.

As if no target had been found, the red eye spread out like a firework and burst into flames.

"Boom!" The fireworks flew in the sky, and the entire altar was set on fire, and it spread and burned along the rocks. In the blink of an eye, the ancestral altar of the Ice Lizardman turned into a sea of fire.

"Let's go!" Murong Yue and Liu Zihan rushed out of the cave under the altar and rushed towards the back.

"My lord! My lord! Help us! In the gabion in the corner, a faint voice came out.

"Huh?" Liu Zihan and Murong Yue glanced at each other and ran towards this side.

"Smack!" The Chunjun and Chengying in Murong Yue's hands swung more than a dozen times one after another. The gabion, which was as hard as iron, then cracked, and a gray-white giant rat fell from the gabion.

"Mom! Netherfire! The mouse spoke, he glanced at Murong Yue and Liu Zihan twice, and said sharply, "Thank you two!" He turned and drilled down into the ground.

"Wait!" Murong Yue grabbed him, pointed to the cave that was only thirty centimeters, and yelled angrily.

The giant rat scratched its head and scurried back and forth a few more times, expanding the burrow large enough to fit in.

However, the giant rat was also tired and panting, and he said to Murong Yue, "My lord! I have been held here for several months, and I am too tired to escort the two adults out. If you can trust you, after building a defensive fortress for the adults, how about going out alone, looking for a companion and coming to rescue the two adults? ”

"How long can this flame burn? When can you lead the team to save me? Liu Zihan glanced at Murong Yue and said towards the giant rat man.

"Well, the fire and things of the netherworld burn, and the fire never stops. I'm afraid this mountain will only be extinguished when it burns down. ”

The giant rat man's face became serious, "With my current physical condition, I'm afraid I won't be able to return one day, without further ado, I'll immediately build a defense for the two adults!" ”

The rat-men got into action, smearing the surrounding stone walls with ice sludge.

"My lord, this is isolating the rocks. For it is the stones that are ignited, and the fire will not be extinguished until they are burned out. So it's safe under these ice sludges. ”

After doing this for a long time, the giant rat man glanced at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and then dug down into the dirt below under Murong Yue's worried and hesitant eyes.

Thanks to the rat people's escape routes, the air in the shelter is always plentiful. It's just that this netherworld fire is burning more and more, and it burns all day long above the shelter. Burn all those stones and ashes into nothingness.

Eventually, the Nether Fire burned towards the Vault, and the ice sludge was roasted to form a massive tandoor. The tandoor can keep out the nether fire, but it can't stop the heat transfer.

The heat of several thousand degrees outside the shelter came, and the ground was wet, and Murong Yue and Liu Zihan smeared the mud on their bodies to cool down.

But as the flames got closer, the mud on the ground was blown dry, cracking deep ravines.

The two men took refuge in the ravine, covered in mud. By the last few days, the ravines had turned into yellow sand. The skin of the two men was burned and cracked, revealing a series of cuts.

What's even more terrifying is that the mud on the shelter also began to turn into flying sand and blow down. The one-meter-thick mud became translucent and could be seen in the distance

Burning red flames.

"Smack!" The escape passage of the giant rat people, weathered and scattered. Blocks air circulation. Countless sand and dust filled the air, fighting with them for the poor air.

"Shuishui...", Murong Yue said in a daze, her hands groping around.

The continuous scorching heat and dryness caused Murong Yue's stubborn illness left in the Supreme Heaven to recur. Now she has a high fever and talks nonsense.

"Satsuki... Wake up! Don't scare me! Liu Zihan dropped the last drop of water from the kettle onto Murong Yue's lips, opened his dry throat, and gently pushed Murong Yue. He was afraid that she would fall asleep and never wake up again.

"Brother Xiaohao... Hehe...", Murong Yue grabbed Liu Zihan's arm in a daze, opened her chapped lips, and laughed hoarsely.

With a smile on her face, Liu Zihan stroked her forehead with her hand, breathing a sigh of relief, "The temperature has stabilized and is no longer rising." When he turned his head, there was a deep loss in his eyes.

Perhaps he was too tired, but in the flying sand flying all over the sky, he actually fell asleep.

In his sleep, he recalled his childhood, dressed as a descendant of a family, and grew up day by day under the care of his sister.

At that time, the sister in a red dress hugged him gently, and whispered that she was his eternal sword.

Until one day, with a red thin sword stuck in her back, her blood-stained sister pushed open the door and pushed him into the secret passage.

.......

"Xiaohan, I'm your eternal sword, okay?"

"Good! Then I am the shield behind my sister! An indestructible shield! ”

.......

The wind and sand poured into his nose and into his lungs. He coughed desperately and spat out a mouthful of yellow-brown blood. He tried Murong Yue's snort with a panicked expression.

OK! Still alive!

Immediately afterwards, he wrapped two or three layers of clothes around Murong Yue's head, blocking the sand and dust from entering.

The shelter was like a crumbling cocoon, with the embers of fire above it.

"Shuishui...", Murong Yue's low voice came from under his clothes again.

But where is the water now? The kettle he was carrying was so empty that he couldn't even spit out a mouthful of spit.

"Water, water, water...", Murong Yue restarted the high fever, and the wounds that had not healed began to show signs of deterioration.

Liu Zihan looked at Murong Yue, whose face was gradually red and swollen, and gritted his teeth. Groping in his backpack, he pulled out a sharp knife and slashed it at his fingers.

"Smack! Smack! A few drops of blood fell on the dry sand, which dried in an instant and turned into dust, and there was a shallow smell of blood in the air.

Liu Zihan carefully uncovered the clothes that protected Murong Yue and stuffed her fingers into her dry mouth.

"Hiss...", Murong Yue, who was in a coma with a high fever, seemed to see a life-saving straw, and frantically sucked Liu Zihan's blood.

"Slow down, slow down, don't choke...", Liu Zihan lay flat next to Murong Yue, looking at her with infinite tenderness in her eyes. Like an old grandmother coaxing her granddaughter, she said hoarsely.

With the flow of blood, Liu Zihan's vitality is also disappearing rapidly.

Just as he slowly raised his withered arm, after checking Murong Yue's question for the last time, he fell asleep.

At the moment before falling asleep, he seemed to hear a hallucination, "Hurry up! Over there! Found them! ”