The golden flames were more intense than the sun, scorching and more terrifying than the fires of hell.

The vast expanse of gold, as if in a golden ocean, and the surging golden waves are like the waves of the sea, roaring, roaring, and crazy, eager to burn the whole heaven and earth, and turn everything to ashes.

Fear, fear, and jealousy, what came to everyone's eyes was gold, but what was imprinted in their hearts was boundless fear.

Compared with the horror of the onlookers next to him, Mo Lao was even more shocked, watching the momentum he swung out was swallowed up, and the original nirvana was just to vomit blood from that kid.

Unwilling, unbelievable, I can't believe my eyes.

How is this possible?

Why is this kid so lucky every time?

And that golden flame, hell, what the hell was that, he had never heard of a flame that could consume the momentum of the Realmer.

"Boy, I don't believe you're so lucky every time!" Mo Lao was red-eyed, this kid, if he doesn't get rid of it today, it will become a big disaster.

Thinking about it, and then urging the boundary force in the body, with a movement of his wrist, a long sword with cold light fell into the palm of his hand, and the boundary power was poured into the long sword, and in an instant, the sword surged, and the whole body was filled with cold air.

"Die!" With a loud shout, he held a long sword and swept towards Murong Su's side.

Murong Su was confused, she could only feel the sharp sword qi, the corners of her lips pulled slightly, and she smiled with relief, just fight, who can fight the sky, who can be strong against fate, this is her life......

Just the second she chose to give up, there was a commotion in the spiritual sea, and the consciousness of the little fox was calling urgently in her heart, sharp, hoarse, and grief, as if she had exhausted all her strength, even if her soul was scattered, she had to call her master to cheer up.

Murong Su's hands tightened, his body could no longer support it, and he fell towards the ground.

Give up, compromise, she is a person who has died once, and these extra time are the greatest gift.

Her fate is not up to her, she is weak, doomed to failure, she is the bane of the family, luring wolves into the house, so accept these punishments.

"Fur, Fur, Fur......" The little fox in Murong Su's arms struggled violently, and the spiritual wave passed into Murong Su's mind, and the sound was sharper than the other......

Tired, very tired, very tired, the smile on Murong Su's lips turned into weakness, and he really wanted to quiet the little guy, since all this is doomed, don't struggle anymore, sleep well, just treat it all as a dream.

Rumble!

Murong Su fell to the ground with a bang, his consciousness completely dispersed, but his hands still maintained the action of protecting the little fox, the burning golden flame had long since disappeared, and there was still the high temperature that did not subside in the air.

Mo Lao sneered, even if Murong Su fell to the ground, he still couldn't wear down the long sword he stabbed into her chest.

The long sword with a cold air stabbed straight into Murong Su's chest, and the elders in the audience gasped, and collectively frowned.

This kind of extermination is despised by many people.

The little fox who was held in Murong Su's arms seemed to have something to investigate, struggled with his body, tried his last trace of soul power, blocked Murong Su's chest, stretched out his legs, and completely lost his breath......

This scene made everyone present sad, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Mo Lao laughed fiercely, sneered, and the long sword sank into the little fox's body, passed through, and quickly approached Murong Su's heart......

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