The Tianxuan Continent has a vast and endless dark space.

This space is like a deep night sky, and at a glance, darkness invades the bone marrow. Daunting.

It's not pure darkness. In that darkness, huge rivers of magma slowly flowed in this dark space. These rivers of magma, criss-crossing the darkness. The formation of an extremely large and complex vein.

Will ordinary people be able to come here?

The answer is no.

This isn't underground. Only the powerhouses of the Xuan Realm can reach this underground with their endless vitality.

Standing high, looking down, those thousands of magma rivers are like magma dragons crawling in the dark, quiet and vast.

There is no scale for the flow of time here. The landscape here is breathtaking. It's hard to imagine who has such the ability to create such an earth-shattering extraordinary view.

When you get close to the magma dragons and come to the intersection of the dragons, you will find that the center is not lava, but a mysterious dark space.

"Feng, I feel that the breath of the Flame Lord is in this." Ying Huanhuan said.

Since rescuing the Ancestor of the Flood Desolation, Ying Huanhuan and Ye Feng have been warm for a while, and she has come to this strange space under Ye Feng's spatial movement.

It is dark and there is no echo of the sound in the air force, and it takes mental power to communicate with people. The dead silence here seems to be eternal.

"He's set up a formation here." Ye Feng said.

These seemingly irregular magma dragons actually formed a formation with an area of 100,000 zhang.

"He likes to study formations, and he does have this ability." Ying Huanhuan said.

The magma array here has the power to destroy the world. Even if they are strong people in the wheel mirror, if they get here, if they are trapped in it, they will have to shed a layer of skin if they don't die.

Ye Feng knew the fur of some formations. Following these magma, after a while, the center of the formation was found.

At the center of the formation was a huge magma lake of thousands of zhang, and the crimson magma was constantly bubbling up. That kind of temperature can instantly turn the powerhouse of the Profound Realm into ashes.

Above the center of the formation, there was a sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus is red all over and floats silently above the magma. It appears to be made of a crimson crystal. The sarcophagus has no lid, and inside lies a person.

With the light emitted by the magma, it was possible to see that it was a slender man. He had a handsome face, his eyes were closed, and there was still a faint majesty between his eyebrows. He had long, fiery red hair and flames.

"See you again." Ying Huanhuan said.

After countless years, Ying Huanhuan saw Lord Yan again.

Time floats silently above the lava lake, not large, but with a faint ripple emanating from it. Supporting the operation of the magma formation.

"He's taking down an alien king." Ying Huanhuan said.

"It didn't work. The dignified Lord of Flame couldn't defeat the Demon King. Ye Feng said disdainfully.

With a wave of Ye Feng's hand, the energy in the surrounding magma quickly converged towards the Flame Lord.

As the formation was broken, an extremely cold black chill continued to emerge from under the sarcophagus. The cold was bitterly cold.

The Lord of Fire, lying in the sarcophagus, opened his eyes. There was a flame beating in the pupils of his eyes: "Bing'er? ”

"Senior brother. My name in this life is Ying Huanhuan. Ying Huanhuan said.

"You are Bing'er in my eyes. Bing'er, why did you wake me up? Yan asked.

"I woke you up." Ye Feng said.

"Are you a pig?" The flame lord scolded and said, "Do you know that you are in trouble?" ”

"This king has finally come out."

A black mist emerged from the sarcophagus.

With a wave of Ye Feng's hand, a wave appeared out of thin air, turning the Yan Lord into a soup chicken.

"What are you doing?" The Flame Lord scolded.

"Speak disrespectfully to me and make you sober."

"You're sick in the head! I said you were in trouble, did you say it wrong? Lord Yan's anger continued unabated, and he scolded Ye Feng again.

"Looks like you need to sober up." Ye Feng waved his hand, and the power of space shrouded the Flame Lord.

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A ripple rippled in the space, and the Flame Lord disappeared. In an instant, he appeared on the sea of the Chaos Demon Sea thousands of miles away.

"Boom!"

The Flame Lord's hands were bound by substantial spatial ropes. It fell heavily from the sky into the sea.

"Space Shift...... Did he get the Spatial Ancestral Talisman? ”

The Flame Lord was stunned.

"Huh!"

The Flame Lord tried to break free from the shackles of the space lock, and the sea water was evaporated by the blazing heat, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles of the space lock. Not only did he not break free from the shackles of the space lock, but he was also pulled by a strange force, constantly falling towards the seabed at the bottom of the sea.

"Gollum!"

The surging firepower around the flame lord continued to evaporate the seawater, evaporating the seawater out of a vacuum. Rao was so, he was still dragged by mysterious forces into the bottomless, bleak trench.

……

"Feng, what did you do to him?" Ying Huanhuan asked.

"Distressed?" Ye Feng asked.

In his previous life, the Flame Lord pursued the Ice Lord. But he never captured the heart of the Ice Lord.

"No, after all, he was my senior brother in my previous life. Moreover, he also paid a great price for protecting the Tianxuan Continent. Ying Huanhuan was afraid that Ye Feng would punish the Yan Lord, so he was anxious to intercede for the Yan Lord.

"Don't worry, I'm just sobering him up. After a month, he will regain his freedom. Ye Feng said.

"Hey, who are you?"

In the black mist, the voice of the Alien Demon King was heard.

The Flame Lord is one of the Eight Ancient Masters, and his strength is strong. In the previous life, with his cultivation, he suppressed a demon king.

Ye Feng easily defeated the Flame Lord with a gesture, which made the Alien Demon King very jealous.

Ye Feng stared at the black mist and said, "I don't know why, he makes my heart unable to be at peace." ”

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and the Colorful Emperor Flame diffused out. Quickly enveloped the black mist.

"Huh?"

"What are you doing?"

"Did you let me out just to destroy me?"

The Demon King screamed and screamed. He couldn't believe that Ye Feng had just saved him and was going to kill him now.

"Save you? … You're thinking too much. Ye Feng increased the delivery of the Colorful Emperor Flame. Half a minute later, the Alien King was silent. Three minutes later, the Alien Demon King, like the Alien Demon King who was suppressed by the Great Desolation Monument, was quenched into a black bead by Ye Feng.

"The breath of good evil." Ying Huanhuandai's brows furrowed slightly, and just by looking at it, she felt a very uncomfortable breath.

"Who are we going to save next?" Ye Feng asked.

"Can it be the Lord of Devouring?" Ying Huanhuan asked weakly.

The Devouring Lord is the only fallen Ancient Eight. With his own ability, he allowed the Ice Lord to be reincarnated. Ying Huanhuan, as the reincarnation of the Ice Lord, she has a sense of guilt towards the Devouring Lord. She hoped that Ye Feng would be able to resurrect the Devouring Ancestor, but she was afraid that Ye Feng would refuse.

(End of chapter)