And they went into the depths of the valley.

Luo Zhantian told Long Jingxue about the previous experiences, but Luo Han was speechless all the way.

When she heard this, she couldn't help but touch his head in distress. This former teenager, for two years, is even taller than her.

Before I knew it, the valley had come to an end.

There, there is a waterfall hanging down, like a Milky Way from the sky.

Yan Zhong stepped forward and walked through, and everyone stepped out, but they were not wet.

The scenery of the paradise is hidden behind the curtain, and the objects in the foreground have changed dramatically, which is a different style.

The dark red stone bricks paved the ground, the walls were dark, and a ladder led to the dome, with flames burning on both sides.

This is what the Flame Temple really looks like.

"Let's go!"

Yan Zhong stepped up the stairs.

The ladder is a kilometer, and there is a platform at the end, with several rooms on it, and it is neatly seated.

The people followed, and went straight to the greatest side of the day.

It suddenly became hot, but it was not the temperature on the surface, but like a fire burning in the heart.

"Strange, how can it be like a demon flame devouring the heart!" Wu Wushu muttered to himself.

But seeing that others did not show abnormality, it was not easy to make a noise.

Walking into the room, sure enough, there was nothing else in it, only a lamp, very high, two meters.

A wisp of fire, not burning violently, but the fluctuations that emitted made people palpitate.

Yan Zhong lightly put the delicate body in his arms on the ground, and looked back to everyone, "This is the foundation of my Flame God Realm, the Flame of Heart Eater!"

"I said, how could you scratch your heart with a hundred claws! This flame eats your heart!" Wu Wushu couldn't help but speak.

But when he saw everyone looking at him with strange faces, he wondered, "Don't you all feel this way?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Yan Zhong smiled and said, "Invincible brother, it seems that your consciousness cultivation is too poor. ”

When Wu Wushu heard this, he was ashamed of himself and was made fun of in public.

His gaze swept over Luo Han, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly said, "Nephew, aren't you uncomfortable too! Don't hold on, it's not good for cultivation!"

In his heart, no matter how bad he is, he can't be worse than a junior who will be able to condense the shape of the realm!

But if this is true, Luo Han is only one step away from the realm of spiritual consciousness.

Seeing his expression, a smile unconsciously appeared, "Well, Uncle Wu, we're almost the same!"

The original intention was to give him a step, don't be too embarrassed, don't want to keep up with the expression, too relaxed, anyone can see that it is perfunctory.

Wu Wuwu could not realize it, his face was red for a while, and he was ashamed.

Yan Zhong was surprised, and secretly said in his heart, "This son's consciousness cultivation is not weak, we are waiting, this matter is feasible! It seems that the sky will not kill my Xuan'er!"

Luo Zhantian looked at the surrounding scenery and asked, "Brother Yanzhong, why did you bring me here?"

"It's all about this heart-eating flame. Yan Zhong replied.

"However, before that, I also bother to ask Brother Zhan Tian to perform a spiritual technique. ”

As he spoke, he bowed down to beg.

"What kind of psychic art?"

Luo Zhantian was puzzled, how could it be related to him?

"Condense a bottle of ice coffin, place the body of the little girl, the essence fire can only lock the primordial baby, and cannot keep the body from rotting. "Yan Zhong is puzzled.

"yes!

After that, he wanted to seal it.

But it was pressed by a palm, it was Luo Han, "Let me come!"

He stepped forward slowly, crouched at his side, brushed his cheeks, and stroked his hair.

Leaning over, under the eyes of everyone, printed with that touch of delicateness, a touch of separation, cold, no temperature.

Immediately, his arms were stretched, his palms were full of energy, his fingertips were shining, and he couldn't help but think of the ice coffin under the cliff of the snow-capped mountain.

The cold air shrouded Yan Xuan up, and first condensed a bed of ice, just enough for one person.

Then the four walls are knotted, the ice spreads, and the brilliance bursts. A coffin lid was condensed in midair, and a snow lotus bloomed on it.

The lid of the coffin fell, tightly sealed, the crystals were transparent, and the cold light flowed, which was no different from the ice coffin where two broken bones were placed.

"What a handsome spiritual skill!" Yan Zhong exclaimed.

Then he began to say, "This heart-devouring flame is connected to the Demon Flame Palace, only consciousness can enter, and it is said that the origin of the flame in the temple can reunite the scattered consciousness." ”

"Okay! I'll go!" Luo Han replied urgently, without thinking.

"Wait!" Luo Zhantian said to stop.

"Why don't you go yourself?"

Yan Zhong shook his head, "I went there once when I was young, and I can't enter it again, and I can't enter it above the God Refining Realm!"

This remark also broke off Luo Zhan's heavenly will instead of going there.

But finding that there was a mistake in his words, he continued to ask, "Why do you still use the word 'legend' when you have been there? Don't you know what the temple looks like? Or is there no origin of fire at all?"

Yan Zhong sighed, it was really not easy for his heart to gain his trust.

Explained, "The Demon Flame Hall is just a title, but in fact it is not a hall, only where the consciousness can go, how can it be fixed in its form? ”

"Why do you have to go with my son?

Yan Zhong shook his head again, "Brother Zhantian, you are confused! The wonder of consciousness lies in knowing each other. What you want to condense is the consciousness of the little girl, if you say that you understand, who can compare to you?"

"No wonder Uncle Yan looked at me for a long time at that time. Luo Han suddenly spoke.

Even though my father asked a lot of questions for his sake, he didn't want to delay any longer.

How could Luo Zhantian not realize it, and hurriedly said, "The last question! Is it dangerous?"

Yan Zhong responded, "It's not dangerous, it may be a little critical, but with his consciousness cultivation, he should be able to deal with it easily." After all, when I went in, I was not as good as him. ”

When everyone heard this, they were not shocked, and they all looked at Luo Han.

Especially Wu Wuxuan, his eyes widened, and if his eye sockets were bigger, his eyes would probably fly out.

"Xiao Han, how ...... your consciousness is cultivated?"

Luo Zhantian still didn't notice the difference.

Luo Han was stared at by everyone, very uncomfortable, and hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "How should I go to this Demon Flame Palace, and what should I do after entering?"

Yan Zhong pointed to the wisp of flame and said, "Consciousness is integrated into the heart-devouring flame, and you can enter it with its approval, as for how to act, I don't know, if you find the source of the flame, you will have a chance." ”

Before the words fell, Luo Han had already stood in front of the lamp, his eyes slightly closed, and his consciousness was scattered.

"The realm of spiritual consciousness is quite concrete. Yan Zhong muttered to himself.

Although the voice was soft, it could still reach the ears, and Luo Han said secretly, "The Flame God Clan really has some knowledge of spiritual sense. ”

Wu Wushu asked with a big grin, "Yan Chong, what are you muttering? What spiritual sense? What kind of elephant is it?"

Yan Zhong raised his index finger and placed it in his lips, signaling him to silence.

Wu Wushu was bored with himself, sat down and stared at the back of Yingchang in front of the lamp, stunned.

Yan Zhong seemed to suddenly remember something, and said, "Don't touch the insect eggs in the flames. ”

Luo Han was stunned for a moment, and then thought that the insect egg must be a Wanyan insect, and this heart-devouring flame must also be the wisp of demon flame in Yan Xuan's mouth.

"No wonder it's called the Demon Flame Palace!"

After reading, collect your mind, first manipulate a wisp of consciousness, and slowly touch the lamp.

The flame was so wonderful that it seemed to penetrate the heart, sometimes warm, sometimes warm, and the mind shook gently, and it was a little difficult to extricate itself.

It deserves to be called Heart-Eater!

He was in a trance for a while, as if he wanted to fall asleep, so he hurriedly drank the Zhenling Platform and woke up by force.

The heart is so dangerous, I don't dare to despise it immediately.

That wisp of consciousness ontology, implying vitality, is full of energy, and jumps into the flames.

Yan Zhong always watched the movement, and suddenly felt suspicious, not knowing what was going on, only feeling strange, and even more so for others.

Luo Zhantian and Long Jingxue glanced at each other and shook their heads secretly, this son had made them more and more unable to see through.

That wisp of consciousness was burned by the flames, and a stinging pain came from the sea of consciousness.

Luo Han snorted lightly, and another wisp of transformation threw himself into it.

Seeing this, Yan Zhong knew what he was doing, and said secretly, "This son is too underestimated by the fundamental flame of my Yan God Realm, and he only uses a wisp of temptation!"

Then he said, "Don't be tempted, blend in!"

In fact, he was secretly frightened, he didn't dare to blend in just one wisp, for fear that it would burn into nothingness in an instant.

When Luo Han heard this, he turned his heart horizontally, and thousands of wisps formed a phase, and flew away, and the flames swayed for a while, almost extinguished.

Seeing Yan Zhong's heart beating for a while, he secretly said again and again, "Demon!

The heart-devouring flame suddenly burst into flames, illuminating the entire square room, reflecting everyone's faces.

It returned to normal in an instant, shaking slightly, the burning was not very violent, and the fluctuations were still palpitating.

And Guan Luohan, standing still, as if he had lost his vitality and agility, only a shell remained, standing there.

Yan Chong's eyes froze, "It's in!"

Then he looked at the ice coffin and said in a low voice, "Xuan'er, hold on! Your consciousness depends on him!"

Seeing this, Luo Zhantian was inevitably worried and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Yan Zhong shook his head, "Wait!"

With a sigh, he sat down on the ground.

Luo Zhantian then sat down and asked casually, "...... evil thing in your body?"

In fact, this is what he is most worried about, he has always wanted to ask, but he can't find an opportunity to exit.

Yan Zhong looked resentful, "I don't know where I am, but my strength has been exhausted, when this is over, I will concentrate on finding it out, and I will definitely destroy it!"

"Hmm!"

Luo Zhantian nodded, responded lightly, and then stopped speaking, just staring at the back standing quietly under the lamp, and was distracted.

Long Jingxue sat down on his shoulders and looked at it as well.

The two unconsciously held each other's hands and clasped them tightly, their palms were moist, caused by nervousness and worry.

This square room fell silent.

Only the breath of the crowd, and the sound of the heart-eating flame burning.

......

At this time, the scene in front of Luo Han's eyes was gradually changing.

The lamp was shrinking, and the flame burning on it was weakened into a candlelight.

The heart-eating flame turned into a candle flame. And this candle flame sits on a square table.

The square table is waist-high, and the two short canopies are placed on both sides, and directly opposite is a quaint bookshelf, close to the wall, and all kinds of ancient books are neatly arranged.

This scene is extremely familiar!

He asked himself, "Is this the Demon Flame Palace?"

But this was clearly his abode in the Ice God Palace, a simple and spotless wooden house.

I was alert, and I looked back suddenly, and I couldn't help but stand on the spot!