The Essence of Fire.

This is the most important thing in the formation of the Fire Demon, the source of its power, the root of omnipotence.

At the same time, it is also the place where the martial artist needs to reach to refine the innate spiritual object, if it were not for the power of the punch of the calamity, otherwise Mo Yiqian might have to enter through his mouth.

This is also the first step in the difficulty of refining innate spiritual objects for martial artists, and it is extremely difficult to enter its key place.

But is it all right to get here?

Is it true that there is no way to take a martial artist with a natural spirit object?

The fire demon's face was full of hideousness and sarcasm, and it was obvious that it was not.

This is the core of the fire demon, but the power of attack and killing that can be brought to the invading enemy here is far beyond the external body, and even when the innate spirit is invincible, it will deliberately expose flaws and attract the enemy inside.

The most dangerous place is also the safest and last line of defense for natural creatures.

"Then I'll swallow you first!"

The Flame Demon roared hideously, but the flame giant face shrank suddenly, and the seven pitch-black holes that had been left behind were instantly covered by flames, and the huge Flame Demon's body squirmed and contracted.

In the course of a few breaths, it turned into a huge fireball.

"Boom!"

The fireball fell, and the flames erupted, directly embedded in the ground, and there was no movement.

"Mo Yiqian!"

Woe Cangsheng struggled to get up, and when he saw that Mo Yiqian was caught in it, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to make a move, but the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and he couldn't pose a threat to this fireball at all.

For a while, the expression of the calamity changed Cangsheng, and his pale face was extremely ugly, if he wanted to make a move, he only had the pitch-black long stick to fight.

But before he could take out the long stick, a white-clothed figure suddenly fell, staring at the huge fireball in front of him, his eyes flickering, it was the returning Jun Yi and the Heavenly Soldier Thunder Tiger.

"Don't be impatient!"

............

In the body of the fire demon, the marrow of the fire demon burned quietly, and the smooth crystal planes were like a piece of fiery red crystal, powerful but terrifying.

Mo Yiqian's eyes trembled as he looked at the marrow of the fire demon in front of him, although he was already trying very hard to suppress that excitement, but this was a natural spirit after all.

The supernatural thing that ordinary people can't get a glimpse of once in their lifetime is now in front of his eyes, and it can even be refined at any time, even if there is a risk, but where is there no danger?

"Whew!"

Mo Yiqian did not hesitate, the opportunity did not come again, the gaze in his eyes was slightly condensed, and he raised his hand and pressed it on the marrow of the flame demon, and an indescribable hot breath came from his hands.

"Sting"

The sound of the flames burning flesh and blood slowly came from Mo Yiqian's crystal surface pressed on the essence of the fire demon, and it was even accompanied by a slight smell of roasted meat.

Mo Yiqian's face turned pale in an instant, and the sweat dripping down his forehead turned into water vapor in an instant.

It must be known that Mo Yiqian's cultivation is a fire-attribute martial art, and he is holding a fire-attribute sword, but now the temperature on the marrow of this flame demon makes him unbearable, and his hands tremble unconsciously, and he is a little soft, and he wants to subconsciously retreat.

It's just that at this time, before Mo Yiqian insisted on pressing it, a huge suction force came out from the marrow of the fire demon, and he pulled Mo Yiqian's hand back fiercely, pressed it on the marrow of the fire demon, and even rubbed it hard, and the smell of burnt meat overflowed.

Mo Yiqian pressed on the edge of the hands of the Flame Demon Marrow, and there were faint drips of oil stains.

"This is"

Mo Yiqian's face changed slightly, and he only felt that the spiritual power in his body, as well as the golden Yan of the golden scorpion, were surging, and even crossed into the marrow of the flame demon along his hands.

"Boom"

A voice came out, and I saw a fiery figure slowly appear in the marrow of the fire demon, it was the fire demon, but it was a miniature version of the fire demon.

"You think the Fire Demon

Is that the marrow the weak point in me?"

The flame demon looked at Mo Yiqian sarcastically through the chip, especially the painful and convulsive expression on Mo Yiqian's face, which made his heart rise with pleasure and a distorted comfort.

Especially Jin Yan, who was sucked from Mo Yiqian's body, was rapidly replenishing his own consumption.

"Hahaha, do you think that when you get here, I can't do anything about you?"

The flame demon laughed loudly, his tone was full of pride, and now Mo Yiqian was like a puppet imprisoned in a cage by him, constantly squeezing the value of his body.

"Don't forget, this is my inner world. ”

"I'm the master!"

Mo Yiqian gritted his teeth and struggled, at this time he had no time to speak.

He just struggled to reverse, trying to pull back the fast-flowing aura and Jin Yan in his body, but the essence of the fire demon gathered all the energy of the fire demon, and its power was almost unmatched.

"You want to refine me, so why can't I refine you?"

The flame demon looked at Mo Yiqian, who had a hideous expression, as if looking at a humble ant struggling to survive on the edge of life and death, and sighed in his mouth: "Since you are seeking your own death, then feel the pain of death in my body!"

The voice of the fire demon fell, and the suction force coming out of the essence of the fire demon became stronger and faster, and Mo Yiqian still had room to struggle before, but now, it was just in vain.

However, in the time of half the incense, Mo Yiqian's eyes began to blur, and his mind was a little trance.

In Mo Yiqian's consciousness, there was a white mist, and there was a faint figure standing quietly in it, and soon it became clear again, it was a figure that he hadn't seen for a long time, and he didn't dare to think of the smiling face.

"Brother, are you here to find me?"

At this time, a sweet voice came out, vibrating and reverberating in this white mist, the sound entered the ears, like a thunderbolt exploding, Mo Yiqian only felt that above the cold body, there was a touch of warmth flowing slowly, and an organ that could not be felt was faintly sour.

"Brother, I'm so cold"

"Brother, this forest monster is so terrifying"

"Brother, the forest here is so beautiful, if I die one day, can I be buried here?"

The sweet voice kept echoing in Mo Yiqian's mind, gradually turning into fear, shrinking, dependence, and the light of expectation shining in his eyes, looking cautiously at the blurred forest.

Mo Yiqian wanted to speak, but no sound came out, no matter how he struggled, it was like a bystander who couldn't see the picture, and could only imagine.

The dreamy sound made his heart tremble inexplicably, and he wanted to keep it, but it grew smaller and smaller, and gradually became silent.

But there was an illusory blurred picture in front of me, it was a forest with indistinct color, gray weeds, gray flowers, growing scattered.

Between the weeds, a bulging mound slowly pulled closer, and a wooden sign was quietly planted there.

There are a few words vaguely engraved on it, but I can't see it really, but there is endless sadness overflowing from it, filling the entire forest, and the sky and the earth are colorless.

But this scene only lasted for a few breaths, and Mo Yiqian's eyes began to blur again, and as this picture disappeared, the memories in his mind seemed to be passing away.

He had forgotten somewhat, the voice, the appearance, and the tomb

"No !!"

Mo Yiqian roared in his heart, struggling hard, wanting to keep, wanting to catch on to death, he didn't want to forget, he couldn't forget, this was the most guilty thing in his life, and it was also something he didn't dare to face in his life, but this was definitely not something he wanted to forget.

"Boom!"

Mo Yiqian's mind roared, and he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were red, the scorching flames were burning, and his body was cold and insensible.

"I can't die!"

Mo Yi

Thousands of mouths roared, he couldn't forget what was in his heart, he still wanted revenge, he had to clear the way for Childe, and he had to send Childe to the throne of God.

"What about the Flame Demon, what about the innate spiritual creatures, I, Mo Yiqian, am going to refine and devour you today!"

Mo Yiqian roared angrily, and the power in his body that came from nowhere surged out through his limbs and hundreds of bones, and he grabbed the spiritual power and Jin Yan flowing in his body.

"Ah!!!!h

Mo Yiqian roared wildly, this force actually began to exert force, pulling Jin Yan up, and was slowly grabbing back, and now what supports him is only the belief in his heart.

Persistent, unyielding.

"Dying throes!"

The figure of the flame demon was slowly revealed through the crystal face, looking at Mo Yiqian, who was trying to pull, his eyes showed disdain, and at the same time, he also exerted his strength again, and the flames around him overturned, rolling like a tide, slowly submerging Mo Yiqian.

............

Outside the Nine Cold Mountains, before the huge fireball.

Jun Yi and the Heavenly Soldier Lei Hu stood quietly, and the calamity was in a hurry to recover.

Jun Yi frowned, his face was solemn, he had also imprinted the forbidden god technique for Mo Yiqian, and there was a forbidden god seal in his sea of knowledge, and now Jun Yi could clearly feel Mo Yiqian's state.

Vague, dazed, and cold, all kinds of desperate feelings came like a tidal wave, and the breath of life fed back from the seal of the forbidden god became weaker and weaker.

Jun Yi clenched his hands into fists and tightened them unconsciously, the huge force made his hands white, and his bones were clicking.

Heavenly Soldier Lei Hu didn't dare to come out when he saw this atmosphere, although he didn't accompany Jun Yi for a long time, but what he saw Jun Yi was always a gentle and calm look like Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, and he looked confident, he had never seen him so nervous, and even with a little fear.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, looking at Jun Yi's gaze, Heavenly Soldier Lei Hu could also guess one or two, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious, but with his strength, he obviously couldn't break through this fireball, so he could only wait for the calamity to recover.

A quarter of an hour passed slowly, and the martial artist cultivated, this was just the blink of an eye, but at this moment, Jun Yi and several people were extremely long in their hearts, as if decades, hundreds, or even thousands of years had passed.

Suddenly, the aura on the body of the calamity was shocked in vain, his eyes opened, and the Heavenly Soldier Lei Hu's heart was overjoyed, he had never been so urgent for a moment as today.

"Childe"

Calamity Cangsheng hurriedly stepped forward, staring at the fireball and was about to make a move, because he could also sense the Forbidden God Seal in the sea that Mo Yiqian's state at this time was already extremely dangerous.

"Wait and wait"

It's just that he hasn't finished speaking, but he was grabbed by Jun Yi, and the huge force was even embedded in the flesh of the calamity, which showed the tension in his heart.

But Jun Yi believes in Mo Yiqian's will, there is still a chance, there is a last chance, although he can save Mo Yiqian by taking action now, but his lifelong cultivation is really useless, and he may not even be able to pick up his life.

It's a risk!

Woe Cangsheng opened his mouth to persuade him, but when he felt the strength in Jun Yi's hand, he still pressed back the words in his heart, ready to make a move.

Time flies, and the time of a stick of incense disappears silently.

The three of them were almost stiff here, their tense nerves almost collapsed, and just when Jun Yi was about to let go of his grip on the calamity, their eyes lit up at the same time.

A strong wave vibrated from Mo Yiqian's Forbidden God Seal, and his tenacious and unyielding will instantly filled the sea of knowledge of Jun Yi and Woe Cangsheng.

Jun Yi almost gritted his teeth at this moment, and as soon as he let go of the evil man's arm, the spiritual power in his body gushed out, and the ground collapsed instantly.

A cold aura erupted above Jun Yi's body, and there was still a little terrifying hatred, as if it was roaring and venting with the cold power of Sen Ran.