The flames that burn uncontrollably are like a great wave.

Before the great waves, the south is completely invisible.

Before he could get close to the flames, Nanlin's exposed skin was burned.

When Nan Yi saw this scene, he didn't dare to blink at all, and stared straight at it.

As soon as Nanlin was in danger, he would immediately rush forward and rescue people.

Even if his hands, face, and neck were burned, Nanlin did not return it, like a moth to a fire, and flew into the sea of fire.

When Nanlin entered the sea of fire, a red light flew out from Feng Zhuo's fingers, catching up with Nanlin at an extremely fast speed, and submerged into Nanlin's back.

But no one else saw this scene except Agaro.

Agaro saw the red light and furrowed his brow slightly.

Whether he looked at Fu Ling's face or really regarded Nan Lin as a friend, he didn't want to see his master have affection.

He didn't want anything to do with it.

In the sea of fire, Nanlin endured the pain of being burned, and quickly moved towards the center of the sea of fire.

Nanlin's current cultivation is a seventh-level spirit king.

Among his peers, he can be regarded as a genius.

The cultivation of the temple is good, but Nanlin's own talent is also high, otherwise if he can cultivate a genius just by cultivating, then the temple would already be full of geniuses.

When approaching the sea of fire, Nanlin casts spiritual power to protect his body.

But it was still burned.

I thought that the situation would be more serious when I entered the sea of fire, but I didn't expect that when I entered the sea of fire, the situation would be lighter than when I was close to the sea of fire.

Although I was still burned, it was better.

Nan Lin is not stupid, he can guess that it must be Feng Zhuo who made a move.

Otherwise, with his cultivation, how could he be able to withstand this flame that had been burning for thousands of years?

While thanking Feng Zhuo, Nan Lin was even more determined to get the fire spirit.

There are more and more burns.

The clothes on his body were also burned.

But Nanlin's feet kept moving, approaching the center of the sea of fire.

About a quarter of an hour later, the south was in the middle of the flames.

There are flames everywhere you see in the central place, but the fire spirits are definitely different from ordinary flames, and if you look closely, you can see it.

Nanlin seeks the spirit of fire in a flame.

The clothes on his body are completely gone.

Burns all over his body.

Even the face.

It looks terrifying.

This is the price that Feng Zhuo has to pay for the south.

Nothing can be obtained without paying a price.

If it is someone else, let alone take the fire spirit, you will die if you enter the sea of fire.

Nanlin didn't die because Feng Zhuo protected his life, but he only protected his life......

Even in such a situation, Nanlin was not impatient.

Knowing that he would not die, Nan Lin didn't want to look for it in a hurry, but looked for it carefully.

As for being burned...... If you can't bear it, why do you get the fire spirit?

Nan Lin searched carefully and carefully, and finally found the fire spirit.

The size of a fist, a few points darker than the color of the flames, but for some reason, it doesn't feel hot in my hand, it just feels warm.

After fetching the fire spirit, Nanlin flew back.

At the edge of the flames, Feng Zhuo sensed that Nanlin was coming back, and handed the spirit to Ye Mingyuan: "Big brother, you stand back." ”

Ye Mingyuan nodded, and then stepped back with Fu Ling in his arms.

"Whew"

A man burst out of the flames.

The person who came out was unrecognizable, and there was still a flame burning on his body.

Feng Zhuo raised his hand and waved, and the spiritual power brushed by, and all the flames on Nanlin's body were extinguished.

Nan Yi looked at Nan Lin's appearance, shocked and distressed!

"Nanlin, you're a lunatic!"

Looking at Nanlin's appearance, Nan Yi was angry and distressed.