Time flies, and four months have passed in a blink of an eye.

That night, Zhong Zihao sat in a deserted valley and pondered, sometimes frowning.

It can be said that during this time, he almost ran through half of the Futu Heaven, but the result was nothing. If you have to say, it's not that it's nothing, at least two answers are confirmed.

One of them is, of course, the place of the five elements that he is looking for, it really exists, and at this moment, he has personally gone to the four places of gold, wood, fire, and earth.

The second is that he confirmed the claim that the Land of the Five Elements originally existed, but with the passage of time, they have now existed in name only.

In fact, when he first arrived in Fututian, Zhong Zihao had already heard these news, but he was still unwilling to give up, and he had to accept the reality until he arrived everywhere in person.

It's normal to think about it, the years of existence of the Nine Heavens World are already unsophisticated, how difficult it is to find this kind of place, all of them are holy places for cultivation, and any martial artist will inevitably rush to it when they hear the news.

It is said that when the Five Elements Holy Land became famous, it attracted countless warriors, but every place was full of dangers, and countless warriors were killed in it.

In the end, he finally made a super strong man take action and destroy the five holy lands.

What remains today is nothing more than a ruin.

"Since you're here, I'm just going to go through all the places of the Five Elements, so that I can die. After a long time, Zhong Zihao got up, turned his head to look at the north, and his eyes were firm.

He had decided to go to the extremely cold land, which represented the nature of water.

Although he knew that the result should be not much different from the previous four places, he had a stubbornness.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, anyway, I haven't figured out where I'm going right now, so why not explore the extremely cold place.

When he tidied up a little and was about to act, Zi Ling's voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Big brother, the fire spirit is about to transform!"

Zhong Zihao was overjoyed when he heard this, the six clusters of phoenix flames that he exchanged from Feng Qi in Quyun City had already been handed over to the fire spirit, but this guy's sworn transformation had not moved.

Later, this product was unable to transform for a long time, and even Feng Yan in Zi Ling's hand provided a lot.

After five months of evolution in the outside world, the Netherworld has been in the underworld for nearly forty years, and finally heard the news of its transformation.

As soon as his mind moved, he immediately summoned the purple spirit and the fire spirit together.

In an instant, a wave of heat rushed to his face, and all the heaven and earth yuan power in the radius was burned out.

Zi Ling looked at the sea of fire in the field with a smile, the place where she was standing was not far away, only a few feet away from the flames, but she didn't feel any discomfort.

The figure of the fire spirit has been completely engulfed by the sea of fire, and the color of the flame is constantly changing, sometimes red, sometimes light blue, white, yellow, purple...... The whole nine yards.

In just a few breaths, the vegetation around the sea of fire completely withered and burned on its own in the terrifying heat. Moreover, even the ground in this place dried up, and tiny cracks began to stretch in all directions.

"Puff puff!"

The sea of fire illuminated the void like day, and from time to time the air emitted a slight sonic boom, an explosion that could not withstand the terrifying heat.

This scene lasted for nearly a stick of incense, and suddenly a terrifying shadow appeared in the sea of fire, and it grew sharply.

Gradually, this shadow was more than three feet high, completely exceeding the height of the flames in the sea of fire, and the momentum began to slow down. In the end, not only is it difficult to grow, but there is also a tendency to be unstable.

"Big sister, I'm still a little close!"

In the sea of fire, there was the anxious voice of the fire spirit.

"Roger!"

Zi Ling bowed slightly, and then stretched out his little hand, took out a jade bottle containing Feng Yan, and with a flick of his fingers, the jade bottle turned into a streamer and flew into the sea of fire.

The next moment!

"Boom!"

The sea of fire swelled rapidly, like a long dragon churning in it, and in an instant, the flames rose to a height of six or seven zhang.

And the shadow from before seemed to absorb endless energy, and it also kept rising until it was nearly five feet.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the shadow shrank dramatically, rapidly shrinking to normal human height.

At the same time, the sea of fire began to shrink, and the temperature dropped rapidly until it ...... Completely gone.

Zhong Zihao and Zi Ling's eyes locked on a figure that appeared in them.

It was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a red suit, with a lean body and bronzed skin that gave people a sense of power.

The most impressive thing is his eyes and hair.

His eyes were white and red, but not black, and his pupils were like two dancing flames. The hair is fluffy over the shoulders, like undulating waves.

"Fire Spirit meets master!"

The young man knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully to Zhong Zihao. Immediately, he turned to Zi Ling again, naughty with a hint of awe: "Big sister!"

This young man is naturally a fire spirit who has just been transformed!

Although he looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, neither of them dared to ignore it.

Zhong Zihao could clearly sense that there was a violent force dormant in the fire spirit's body, if the estimate was good, when he exploded with all his strength, he might be able to compare the combat power of a peak martial artist who had entered the Holy Realm.

As for being respectful to Zi Ling, it is also reasonable.

The fire spirit's successful transformation this time was largely due to Feng Yan's work. Compared with Zhong Zihao, the real master, Zi Ling contributed more Feng Yan.

If Zi Ling didn't use Feng Yan to help him at the last moment of his transformation, even if his transformation was successful, his strength would be reduced by at least one rank.

"Rise up and fight me!"

Joy appeared in Zhong Zihao's eyes, and a wave of fighting spirit erupted, ready to confirm the combat power of the fire spirit.

"Okay, be careful, master!"

As soon as the fire spirit jumped up, he threw a punch while he was still in mid-air, and the surging power surged out, and a loud sound erupted in the void, which was pure physical power.

"Good time!"

Zhong Zihao is not afraid, with his physical strength, there are few opponents among the martial artists of the same level of the human race, and it should be easy to detect the fire spirit. Immediately, the footsteps of the body catapulted out, and the same fist swung out, colliding with the fist of the fire spirit.

"Bang ......"

The two of them fought fast against fast, and each attacked more than ten punches without any tricks, and the one who gained the upper hand was actually Zhong Zihao, who was still weak.

"Don't you understand that food and beautiful clothes are more tempting?"

Ever since he changed into a beautiful dress that day and had a meal with Feng Qishan, Zi Ling seemed to like this feeling.

At this moment, she didn't understand at all, the fire spirit had just transformed, shouldn't she celebrate it, why did these two guys fight so well?

She pursed her lips slightly, muttered dissatisfiedly, and then slowly retreated.

"Master's physical strength is too strong, I'm not an opponent!" It didn't take long for the fire spirit to retreat and admit defeat on its own.

"Don't worry, take out all your strength, let's fight again!"

Of course, Zhong Zihao refused to let go of this opportunity, and he would not give up until he figured out the strength of the fire spirit.

(End of chapter)