The fire of Fu Fei's bloodline supernatural power is extremely powerful, and it is crazy to devour Qingfeng's vitality.

A burst of pain piercing the soul made Qingfeng clench his fists, and in mid-air, he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn, this immortal golden body has to be explained!"

Running frantically, he tried to dispel the flames from his body, but the flames clung to his body like maggots on tarsal bones, trying to burn him to charcoal. The vitality of the seven grades of soul refining will be dispersed when touched.

His eyes were very solemn, and he was desperately trying to find a way while he still had a little consciousness. "The Life-Continuation Pill is the life-saving pill, and when you are alive and dead, you will take a breath, but your body will be burned to black ashes, how can you save your life? I knew that today, I should have left a few healing pills at the beginning!" he regretted it, but smiled bitterly, "Where is this to say that there is leftover, if I save one pill before, I am afraid that I will already die......"

sighed, "In the final analysis, the strength is still too weak, and there are life and death crises everywhere in the secret realm!"

When he closed his eyes, he couldn't feel the sharp pain that hurt into the bone marrow, and the flames made him a half-charred corpse. The Life-Continuation Pill exudes tenacious energy when he is dying, protecting his viscera, knowing the sea, and maintaining his last vitality. However, if he can't dispel the fire of the beetle snake, and there is no healing elixir, sooner or later, the Life Continuation Pill will become invalid, and he will inevitably die in the maze of this demon extinction.

After a long time in the air, the last trace of his consciousness seemed to feel like he was flying, "Damn, this magic power is amazing! How far is this going to fly......

After another moment, "This is going to fly out of the maze!"

Qingfeng was a little surprised, if Fu Fei's divine power really had such a powerful power, I was afraid that the moment he made contact, he would have already been beaten into powder.

Gradually, it seemed that the temperature around him was constantly decreasing, although it was not exact, but he faintly seemed to notice that the flames on his body began to extinguish. "Shh~ What's going on!"

A quarter of an hour passed...... He has been flying in the sky for a moment!

Aomine suddenly remembered the mysterious existence behind the maze. "Could it be that our location is almost out of the maze, and Fu Fei's supernatural power has pushed me out of the maze again. And after the maze, it was the abyss?...... "Now, his eyes have become scorched black, and he can't see anything, but by perception, he still guesses.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and he was already completely sure. "This is by no means the power of Fu Fei's supernatural powers, by mistake, I have entered the strange world after the maze, otherwise, it is impossible to have such a place in the entire secret realm!"

Finally, with a thud, he fell to the ground hard.

Falling from the sky, a full two quarters of an hour, in exchange for ordinary people, has been broken into meat sauce. An incomparably powerful concussive force swept through the whole body, and at that moment, Qingfeng, who had almost turned into charcoal, felt the intense pressure and pain again, "Hiss~ If you jump off the building, how high is this building!"

As soon as his consciousness darkened, he didn't know anything anymore. Continuation of life Dan, retained his last breath. But the flames and concussions made him weak, and if there was no external force, the most breathing would slowly dissipate.

At this time, a cool breath was revealed in the fist glove, and in a pile of charred black bodies, it seeped into his sea of consciousness and moistened his soul. The Heavenly Dream Demon Flower nourishes the soul all the time, accumulating over time. Now, it has become the only possible chance for Qingfeng!

One day... Two days... Three days......

One month... Two months... Trimester......

Aomine remained motionless, looking like a charred corpse, or a black stone.

At this time, Central City and the secret realm have fallen out.

Lu Jian and Fu Fei have not had the slightest news for three whole months, and in the history of the Xuanwu Clan, once the soul seal came out, there has never been more than half a month of pursuit.

The pursuit failed, which made it difficult for many people to accept, it was the pinnacle disciples of the two awakening bloodlines of the Xuanwu clan! But as the days passed, Shen Yuan had to start thinking about this impossible possibility.

A large number of Xuanwu disciples began to go deep into the depths of the secret realm, searching for the traces of Qingfeng.

Entering the Martial God Dao Domain for three and a half years, almost more than thirty years of cultivation in the outside world, the strength of all the Tianjiao disciples has leapfrogged. In the depths of the secret realm, it gradually opened its arms to people. Following the children of Xuanwu, a large number of children of the four sects and five factions opened the way, countless clans and sects were vassals, and the territory of the secret realm was rapidly expanded.

Qingfeng, or the trace of Lu Prisoner Fufei, but nothing was found.

"Is it the same fate?" Shen Yuan always persuaded himself to accept such an idea, but the faint uneasiness in his heart made him irritable day and night.

In the depths of the secret realm, the Qinglong Clan and the children of the Happy Forest in the east, the Tianhe Sect and the Suzaku Clan in the south, the children of the White Tiger Clan in the west, and the Xuanwu Clan and Miaoyin Valley in the north, guarding the last boundary. The mountain gate phoenix song has been passed down from generation to generation, and the Jiupin Tianjiao Red Silk is still mysterious, and the ends of the world can not be escaped, and only Tianjiao Bitter Coconut walks alone in the secret realm.

The forces of all parties competed, and as the strength evolved to the peak, the battle between life and death gradually began. In the endless battle, Aomine is gradually forgotten, and only Shen Yuan occasionally thinks of him.

Six months have passed... Eight months have passed...... It has been nearly four years since people entered the secret realm, which is equivalent to forty years of cultivation in the outside world.

Suddenly, one day, under the abyss in the center of the secret realm, a blackened stone cracked a crack. Another day, two days, three days, and he was silent.

In the past year, Qingfeng's flame of life has been dying, and it has been so dark that it will be extinguished at any time. But the Heavenly Dream Demon Flower is nourished by wisps, so that his soul always maintains the temperature of life. Gradually, his consciousness and soul grew stronger and stronger in the midst of trauma and vibration.

The power of the awakened soul unconsciously pulls the body to slowly absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, recovering its injuries and vitality little by little.

Eight months later, there is finally a wisp of freshness, sprouting in the scorched black. Aomine can't wake up yet, which is far from enough.

Ten months later, several huge cracks were torn open one after another, and through the cracks on the chest, hands, and legs, it seemed that the tender red flesh buds inside could be seen.

Twelve months, with a bang, the heart pumped again in the charred black body.

Fourteen months later, a burst of vitality gradually awakened, like a budding seed in spring. Under the nourishment of vitality, the cracked meridians begin to recover, and the vitality runs slowly, brushing through the body, and all corners of the body begin to glow with vitality.

In sixteen months, the meridians have been completely restored, and the wisps of vitality have gradually grown, turning into small streams and big rivers, surging day by day.

Eighteen months, the lake of vitality has swept all over his body, Aomine's heartbeat is strong and powerful, and on his body, there is still a layer of charred black shell, but it has fallen off from his **, and new life is gradually awakening in it. Suddenly, as soon as he opened his eyes, a light full of life swept through, and the scorched black shell, like a cracked clay sculpture, fell to the ground, popped and burst, and soon, his new body was revealed.

Sitting up, Aomine was a little dazed. Looking at the fresh body, the back of the white hand, he muttered, "I'm alive again......"

After a long time, his consciousness gradually woke up, and he remembered everything before, as if it was still yesterday. But he knew that he had been asleep for a long time. "Death...... That feeling of death!Xuanwu Clan, Shen Yuan......" The intense cold glint in his eyes flashed.

Reborn from death, the past flashes before your eyes.

From a few years ago, an inexplicable fatal footprint in the Apocalypse Mausoleum, to now, on the verge of death and rebirth, every time, Shen Yuan is aggressive. The hegemony of the Xuanwu clan forcibly wants to be above his life, and he only needs to bully him, and he will not allow others to be disobedient in the slightest!

Taking a deep breath, his grievances with the Xuanwu clan have been deep to the bones, and this may be called an old enemy. In the end, there is no reason for it, only being strong is the truth.

Left and right, this is an abyssal canyon, foggy and hazy.

Thinking of the last trace of dying, the long-term perception, he frowned unconsciously, "Here, I'm afraid it's at the bottom of the pole!"

Around, there are also some broken bones, and it is not difficult to see the amazing silhouette before birth.

"If you come, you will be safe, and there is always a way to get out. This should be the place after the maze, I tried my best to get in, why don't you see what is here!" his eyes lit up.

Stimulate the vitality and carry the spirit of war.

In the mist, strange remnant souls suddenly appeared, slowly falling from the sky above. In the middle of an abyssal canyon, there was a light drizzle. In all directions, although it is far from the number that I saw in the secret realm at the beginning, there are not a few.

"The remnants are really coming here! It's just that there is no Oneiroi crossing, and there are far fewer souls. ”

Continuing to urge the battle intent, he whispered behind a wisp of remnant souls, heading in their common direction. The remnant soul has a spirit, but most of them are chaotic and ignore him. In a few moments, he had disappeared into a vast mist.