When Wen Jie and the others followed the little couple to a dark and damp cave, the heart of the dark world couldn't help but tighten. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Walking on the way into the cave, the more you go inside, the more sad the heart of the underworld becomes. When he saw a piece of fire in front of him, Wen Jie was also stunned.

Although there is fire, it is not hot, but it is a little cold. A red-haired woman with a beautiful face and snow-white skin was sitting in the distance. The lower half of the body is surrounded by a ball of flames, and the legs are not visible.

Around the girl, there is a large pool of icy water, and a fire is on the water, which shows how difficult her life is.

Netherworld immediately stepped forward and flew up to the woman: "Wushuang, how are you?"

The woman is naturally Wushuang, although her face is very pale, but when she sees the Nether, she shows a beautiful smile: "Nether! Hehe, you're here!"

Wen Jie frowned, and a golden light poured into Wushuang's body, stabilizing her somewhat disordered aura.

Netherworld turned back to Wen Jie and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Highness!" He belongs to Yin, which is exactly the opposite of Wushuang, so only Wen Jie is the most suitable to save Wushuang.

With the continuous injection of divine power, Wushuang's complexion was obviously much better. smiled at Wen Jie: "Thank you!"

Wen Jie nodded at him, his divine power continued to increase, and he directly lifted Wushuang from the water and photographed it in front of him.

With Wen Jie's help, Wushuang finally got out of the cold pool that had imprisoned her for so many years.

Her lower body was still wrapped in flames, making her look a lot shorter than everyone else. Wushuang raised his head and smiled sweetly at Wen Jie: "Thank you God for saving Wushuang from the sea of suffering!"

Wen Jie frowned and sighed lightly: "Is it worth it?"

Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled indifferently: "It's not worth it, I came to this world for the sake of the common people, if I can't even take care of this little person, how can I be worthy of the Lord God who created me?" Wushuang smiled directly and cheerfully, and didn't seem to care about his situation.

Wen Jie bowed his head and bowed to Wushuang: "You are a god worthy of the admiration of any race, I am proud that the god race has a god like you!"

It turns out that Wushuang has been imprisoned for thousands of years like the Netherworld! In this small space where the aura is thin, the yin qi of the cold pool continues to stretch here, eroding this space, the temperature of this space is getting lower and lower, even crops no longer grow, and people and animals are facing the danger of extinction.

Wushuang, who has been trapped, uses his divine power to raise the temperature of this world so that this world can operate normally.

This is the reason why this space is so full of unparalleled aura that the Netherworld can't be sure where she is, and the people's straightforward, hot, uninhibited and unrestrained personality.

The loss of time and the heating of the divine power will not last long at all, and when the divine power is consumed, the cold pool will immediately release the cold air. Therefore, Wushuang, who has no divine power, burns his divine body and burns himself like firewood to keep the temperature of this space from dropping.

While burning herself, she has to suffer from the erosion of the yin qi of the cold pool, this is the life of this laughing girl. Decades, centuries, thousands of years! She guarded this land, the people here, with everything she had!

Now, if it weren't for Wen Jie and the others coming, Wushuang's lower body would have burned out, and the energy flames would be about to burn out her internal organs, and she would have died from now on, completely gone!

The moment the flames went out, Ling'er immediately covered her mouth, not daring to look directly at her body that was blurred by burning flesh and blood. The little couple was frightened, but they didn't expect such a tragic trauma under the beautiful burning flame.

Netherworld squatted beside Wushuang, his head lowered, he was almost in tears, such a Wushuang was so ashamed!

When he was imprisoned, he was angry, and he was used by traitors, and the people in his space were devastated. Compared with Wushuang, I am really ashamed and ashamed.

Haotian looked at Wen Jie: "Big brother, can you cure it?"

Wen Jie smiled: "Of course, how can I let a god like her be like this for the rest of her life! It's just that the scourge here must be cleared first." ”

At this time, Ling'er had already taken out the herbs to clean up and bandage the wounds for Wushuang. This strong girl didn't even frown, which made everyone present admire.

A few steps forward, facing the cold pool that has imprisoned Wushuang for thousands of years, there is no unparalleled flame, and the surface of the cold pool has formed a layer of ice, and it is cold. The temperature in the surroundings dropped suddenly, like a cold winter.

This cold pool is not simple, but for Wenjie, it is not a big problem!

Raising his hand, his palm upward, a flame lit up, and the surrounding temperature soared, even hotter than the hot summer.

With a slam of his palm, the flame energy detached from his palm and hit directly on the ice. Boom, the ice surface instantly ignited a raging fire, and the directly burning ice crackled and exploded.

Then, with a bang, the ice shattered and melted. The cold qi of the cold pool instantly gathered, forming a tornado of cold qi, sucking the flames into it and disappearing.

Wen Jie squinted dangerously, and snorted coldly, It's now! The ring shot out in an instant, the sword body was wrapped in flames, and a fire dragon seemed to be entrenched on top of the divine sword, majestic.

With a flick of his wrist, the fire dragon immediately let out a loud dragon groan, broke away from the divine sword, and shot towards the cold pool.

At this moment, another cold tornado appeared, trying to say that the Flame Divine Dragon also absorbed it.

When the divine dragon broke away from the divine sword, its body was rapidly expanding, and when it encountered the cold tornado, it was already a flaming dragon.

The flaming dragon and the cold tornado were about to collide, but the dragon opened its mouth and a mouthful of flames erupted, directly scattering the cold tornado. At the same time, the flaming dragon rushed into the cold pool and disappeared into it.

Wen Jie's face sank like water, controlling the divine sword, the flames of the sword body continued to increase, and the blue sword patterns flowed like water waves, dyeing the golden flames with a touch of bright blue, which looked beautiful and mysterious.

Immediately after that, the cold pool began to bubble outward, gurgling, more and more bubbles, the water surface of the cold pool seemed to be boiling, and the water surface was rolling waves from time to time.

A loud dragon roar rang out, and the flaming dragon burst out of the cold pool, bringing a large splash of water.

Following the flaming dragon came a strange white beast. The beast resembles a white lion, except that it has a horn like an ice pick on its head.

Haotian was shocked: "Xuanbing Beast! he is actually here!"

Wen Jie snorted coldly: "That's not the Demonic Ice Beast, it's the Demon Ice Beast, it should be called the Demon Ice Beast!" After speaking, a flame shot out from the blade of the Excalibur and went straight towards the Demon Ice Beast.

At the same time, the Flame Dragon also swirled back and rushed towards the Demon Ice Beast. Two flames, one in front of the other, sandwiched the Demon Ice Beast in the middle, and it seemed that the Demon Ice Beast was about to be burned to charcoal. (To be continued.) )