Chapter 2 Memory

The pitch-black void is vast, and there is deadly danger everywhere.

In the distance, there was a red color, filling the entire void, and from a distance, I felt a blazing heat, the waves of air rolling, and a scorching breath made people feel the feeling of being grilled on the fire rack, and even the space was twisting and burning.

Xia Yu and the other ten people all stopped, and after glancing at each other, a set of golden armor appeared on all ten people's bodies, wrapping all their bodies, leaving only two holes for their eyes to identify the direction.

Ten figures rushed into the sea of fire like ten streamers.

"Sting".

The sound of meat entering the boiling oil pan sounded.

A curtain of light rose from the golden armor, blocking the waves of fire that burned the sky and the earth around them.

The constant friction between the fire wave and the light curtain canceled out, making a piercing sound.

Even a hard shield will eventually be pierced by a spear.

In the face of endless waves of fire, the light curtain gradually became thin and brittle, and with a bang, the light curtain shattered like a bubble.

The fire wave and the armor collided directly, making the armor like a thermometer, the temperature continued to rise, Xia Yu frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, he was like a steamed turkey, there was a feeling of roasting on his body, and the aroma of meat wafted.

The armor on Xia Yu's body was the top artifact of the Sanssouci God Realm, and it was a talisman given by the Sanssouci God Emperor, but under the burning of this void flame, the style changed from exquisite and heavy to ugly, and there was a tendency to gradually turn into liquid.

Xia Yu, who is the top general of the Worry-Free God Realm, is now helpless, his face is full of despair, and the sweat on his body is evaporated into gas as soon as it appears.

Fortunately, the range of the Void Flame was not boundless, and just as the armor was about to turn into a puddle of liquid, Xia Yu finally rushed out of the range of the Void Flame.

A cool and comfortable feeling spread throughout his body, Xia Yu closed his eyes and breathed the air greedily, enjoying this incomparably beautiful moment.

When Xia Yu opened his eyes and looked around, he found that there were only seven people who rushed out of the void fire like himself, and the remaining two did not hold on, and in the void fire that had been buried, their souls were destroyed.

The armor of the eight people was all twisted and ugly, and it was no longer possible to see the beauty and nobility of the past.

Xia Yu and the eight people did not stop, but continued to move forward, striving to fly out of this void and reach the Xuan Realm as soon as possible.

The void is boundless, and it is even more dangerous, and unknown dangers are everywhere.

The void in front of us was silvery white, as if winter snow had dressed the whole world.

As Xia Yu and the others approached, the temperature in the void also dropped sharply, and layers of silver frost surrounded the armor on the eight people.

As we get deeper into this silvery white area, the temperature gradually decreases.

The armor on Xia Yu and the others had just been tested by high temperatures, and now they were destroyed by the severe cold.

No matter how precious the artifact was, after going through the absolute high temperature, it experienced the absolute cold again, and the armor that was already shattered was now like an eggshell hitting a stone, turning into tiny pieces out of the body and floating in the void.

Without the protection of the armor, Xia Yu suddenly felt an invisible cold air coming, and his whole body was immediately wrapped in silver, and even the blood behind his body gradually coagulated.

Xia Yu's consciousness was also clumsy, and his eyes were blurred.

Before Xia Yu lost consciousness, he bit the tip of his tongue with his silver teeth, and suddenly he was excited, and the divine power on his body formed a light shield around his body to protect himself, rushing towards the depths of the silver-white area.

The cold that penetrates deep into the bottom of my heart, even the soul is slowly solidifying.

Facing the vast and endless white area, Xia Yu was panicked and afraid in his heart, although his divine power was strong, there was always a moment when he was exhausted in the endless cold, and when his divine power was exhausted, it was the time of his death.

Xia Yu gritted his teeth and rushed forward in one direction.

The consumption of divine power is huge, and the protective light shield outside his body has gradually thinned.

Facing the silver white in his eyes, Xia Yu's face appeared a desperate dead gray.

Just when Xia Yu was desperate and couldn't see a glimmer of hope for survival, the silver-white in front of him gradually thinned, and a pitch-black color appeared not far away.

Xia Yu's eyes flashed with two fine lights, just like a lion who had been hungry for three days saw an injured fawn, and pounced with the last of his strength.

In the end, Xia Yu rushed out of the silver-white area, but it was not without a price, the two legs remained in the silver-white area forever, and the blood had coagulated before it could flow out.

Xia Yu's divine power had already been exhausted, and he turned to look at the silver-white area not far behind him with a wry smile. The seven people who came with him are now nowhere to be seen, and I am afraid that there is more luck than luck.

The void in front of him was no longer pitch black, but gradually appeared a trace of white, and a green appeared in the extreme eye.

"Land. ”

Xia Yu, who was flying, was full of joy on his face, but in an instant, a look of despair and helplessness appeared on his face, and now that his divine power was exhausted, he had no ability to let himself fly to that continent.

Xia Yu's face was furrowed, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally made a difficult decision, using a secret method to give up his thousand-year-old lifespan, stimulate his last potential, and slowly fly to the green continent full of vitality.

Xia Yu, who was originally young and handsome, now has wrinkles on his face, and white hair has also appeared in his inky hair.

The green in the eyes is getting closer and closer, infinitely magnified.

Although Xia Yu has lost thousands of years of life and his body is disabled, he now sees the hope of survival, and the joy on his face is indescribable.

Xia Yu increased his flight speed and flew towards the Green Continent with all his might.

It was getting closer and closer, but the joy on Xia Yu's face froze, and it instantly turned into a color of despair.

A hundred miles above the Green Continent, the storm and wind in the sky were rolling and surging, blocking the way.

Xia Yu stood in front of the storm, looking at the continent close at hand, and had the urge to cry, the vitality was ahead, but at the end, a roadblock appeared, isolating his last hope.

Xia Yu's face was pale, he turned his head and glanced at the void behind him, retreated, and then glanced at the manic storm Gangfeng in front of him.

Xia Yu was now in a dilemma, his face kept changing, and finally he looked up to the sky and roared: "God, are you going to play me to death?" I don't even have a trace of life left, if I am lucky not to die this time, I will definitely seek justice from you." ”

Before Xia Yu finished speaking, he saw the dark clouds as black as ink rolling above his head, and lightning slashed towards him with a huge roar.

Xia Yu looked at the thunder and lightning that slashed at him, startled, quickly dodged away, and said in his heart: "This god is really effective, and others are not allowed to say bad things about themselves." ”

Xia Yu didn't care about anything else, he lowered his head and rushed into the violent wind, whether it was life or death, ask for more blessings for himself.