c_t; Chapter 843: Artifact: Fire Avoidance Divine Armor

A pale red mist of fire spirits shrouded the vast desert. [Fast update,Refreshing website pages,Few ads,,I like this kind of website the most.,Be sure to praise] A black stone road, zigzag leads to the distance.

On the stone path, there was a thin figure walking, he was like a numb mule, he no longer had any physical strength, and he completely relied on perseverance to support himself to walk. This kind of trial is like a furnace, it has nothing to do with time, only the distance you travel.

The farther Ye Qingcheng went, the more difficult the fire spirit torture he endured. He can also be like Zen Ziqing, staying in one place and stopping, so that he can endure for many years. However, he was afraid that if he waited for a hundred years, this Fire Dragon Hall would not be opened again.

Therefore, if he waits here, he will only die.

Either stubbornly go down, stay in one place and wait to die, it's as simple as that.

He chooses to move forward, even if he dies on the way.

At this time, his body had been dried and dried, like a shriveled duck in an oven, and the white bone armor worn on his body was emitting pale black flames, as if his whole body was burning in the fire. He had a strong feeling that if he could pass the trial, under the tempering of this fire spirit, he would probably be tempered to the point of invulnerability.

The premise is that he must live.

His mind was in a mess, his thoughts had long been scattered, he couldn't condense any thoughts, his body was completely numb, and he didn't even bother to think about the water he longed for the most. He was so tired, so tired, it felt like he had been through tens of thousands of battles, his eyelids drooping, and he desperately wanted to fall. In his opinion, death is such a happy thing, and when you die, you don't have to bear anything anymore, as long as you close your eyes, all pain will disappear. [See the latest chapter of the book]

However, he can't fall, and if he falls, he will never be able to get up again, or it won't be long before he will become a pair of white bones.

"Can't fall, never fall!"

If there was still a thought in his head, it would be the only thing left.

The rickety body, the swaying steps, the fluttering figure, the tired eyes, only staring at the road under their feet, did not even have the strength to look up and take a second look.

The road was too far away, and the fire spirit had inexorably invaded his veins and spiritual veins, brutally burning his body.

Suddenly, he felt something crack, and then, something peeled off. On his cheek, a piece of dry flesh fell, revealing the white bones below, without a trace of blood, completely like burned firewood, ** had been exhausted, and a wisp of blood sand was sprinkled inside.

He was indifferent to this, and still walked forward in a heavy trance. It has to be said that it is a miracle that this extremely dry body can still walk.

The armor condensed by the Death Demon Appearance also cracked one after another. The strange thing is that although there is a black flame floating on the white bone armor, in its cracks, there are blood-colored traces flowing, like flowing blood vessels. His body was depleted, but his armor produced unexplained visions as if it had been given life.

He still didn't react, and he couldn't even notice the change in the white bone armor in the dark.

I don't know how long he walked, as if he had walked 108,000 miles, and his road never ended.

In the end, the vision on the white bone armor became more and more obvious, and in the cracks on the armor, drops of blood actually dripped out. Like lava drops, they fell onto the black stone path, melting holes one after another.

Finally, after a long trek, he stepped out of the pale red fire spirit mist.

The black stone road has also come to an end, and in front of it, there is a majestic canyon like a moat, with lush ancient trees growing in the canyon, and below the canyon is a majestic clear stream of the richest man in the countryside.

"Hallucinations?"

This was Ye Qingcheng's first reaction.

Then, he turned his face to look at the pale red mist behind him, stood on the edge of the cliff, high and down, looking back behind him, the boundless fire spirit mist, faintly like a huge and friendless fire dragon, entrenched in the vast desert. The black stone path was like one of its main blood vessels, leading from its tail to its head.

Finally, it came to an end.

There was no Fire Dragon Ancestral Soul here, or rather, the Fire Dragon Ancestral Soul had been completely diluted into a fire mist that shrouded the desert. As long as it passes through its body, it is through the trial. However, since the primeval era, many bones have been left on the ancient road, but few challengers have succeeded.

He, Ye Qingcheng, succeeded!

Like his master, he completed the unforgettable trial at this moment and completed the most difficult journey of his life.

In the blazing wind, his figure swayed, and he could be planted in the canyon at any moment.

In the ground, within the majestic fire spirit mist, black fire marks were derived, and they were like the black blood of the fire dragon. Then, those blood-like black fires, like a surging torrent, converged majestically into terrifying fire spirits, gushing out madly!

The extremely dense black flame condensed into a pillar of fire that resembled black thunder, and sprayed ferociously towards Ye Qingcheng.

In the face of this devastating impact, he had no strength to resist at all.

"Click!!!!"

The terrifying black flame thunder directly hit the white bone armor he was wearing.

"Ahhhh

He screamed in agony under the impact. At the same time, his body was shocked and fell abruptly. However, the black flame thunder pillar followed closely behind, against his body, until it was planted into a canyon thousands of feet deep, and fell into the surging clear stream.

This terrifying impact could easily shatter his body. However, his body did not turn into powder, and he resisted. No, to be exact, it was his death armor that withstood the onslaught of this destruction.

"Touching !!!!"

In the surging clear stream, a huge pillar of water jetted out, and then layers of wild waves were stirred.

The pitch-black thunder and fire thunder turned into a black ball, hidden in the water, wrapping Ye Qingcheng's body, and it rushed to the north with the wild waves.

This huge canyon that runs from north to south leads to the far northern sky, and there is no strong fire spirit on both sides of the canyon, the temperature is pleasant, the breeze is gentle, and it is a world of birds and flowers.

For a long time, in the rushing clear stream, a tired figure crawled out.

He was wearing a pitch-black skeleton armor, and the armor was covered with blood-colored vine-like marks, which had a mysterious aura, forcing the hidden, faint fire spirit in the air to form layers of ripples, constantly rippling out.

Ye Qingcheng took off his armor with difficulty, wearing only a ragged pair of shorts, and lay on his back on the shore wet.

Although his body was still "smoking" with smoke, like an iron tool that had been quenched with water, and his whole body was throbbing with piercing pain, he still felt a dripping and hearty feeling of the dry earth being moistened by rain.

The scars on his body, as well as the blood scars on his cheeks and neck, quickly coalesced into blood.

There is nothing happier than having experienced the blessings of a clear stream. This feeling of bliss made him weep bitterly, and he was so happy that he didn't even know what his last name was.

(Nine-headed Bird Academy)