The four of them seemed to be in a furnace, and the hot air was like a goose plucking bandits, trying to squeeze every drop of water out of their bodies.

Everyone gathered together, but kept a certain distance, staring vigilantly around, not letting go of any slight changes.

Mu Wanfeng wasn't sure if it was caused by him and Xue Wuxian just now, so he didn't dare to propose it rashly this time.

In the final analysis, he still thinks that the realm of Xiang Xuelan and the three of them has decreased, and it is inseparable from him, and he will inevitably feel a little guilty in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a Jin Dan Liben in the dantian, it was estimated that the realm of Xiang Xuelan would have to fall down a few levels.

Xiaomi stood lazily on Mu Wanfeng's shoulder, and after scanning the surroundings, he closed his eyes, as if he had nothing to do with himself, and he looked like he was hanging high.

Mu Wanfeng looked straight and said: "Xiaomi, I usually eat and drink well to serve you, and the aura is used as a noodle to suck, although I didn't peel you when it was hot, but I also added clothes to you when it was cold, and even the one-third of an acre of land on my chest also let you live alone, why did you get rid of it when it came to the critical moment?"

"Speaking of playing with fire, you're also an expert, do you have any solutions?"

Millet stood on his shoulder, steady as Mount Tai, and ignored his meaning.

Mu Wanfeng was so angry, she dragged it down, threw it to the side casually, and scolded in her mouth: "You are a mallet, and you are not a bird on my body, what do you want!"

After throwing Xiaomi out, Mu Wanfeng was ready to meet his anger, but what he didn't expect was that it was Xiang Xuelan who was angry.

The millet that flew out was impartial, and happened to smash on Xiang Xuelan's chest, she glared at Mu Wanfeng, and said angrily: "You...... What do you want to do?"

Mu Wanfeng scratched her head in embarrassment, and sneered: "Senior sister, I walked the birds, it was definitely not intentional......"

Before Xiang Xuelan could react, Xiaomi spewed out a flame, wanting to punish Mu Wanfeng.

But who would have thought that as soon as its flame erupted, there would be changes in the Qiankun Life and Death Array. In the whole space, the sky and the ground are no longer white.

There were faint flames in the air, wafting out......

Although a flame is inconspicuous, it cannot stand its large number, and it flies all over the sky, reflecting the scene in the eyes of the red.

Mu Wanfeng dodged Xiaomi's attack, and before he stopped, where he was, several flames collided together.

As if oil had been poured on it, the small flames suddenly erupted into a large flame, like a ferocious demon beast, swallowing Mu Wanfeng in an instant.

Millet was grabbed by Xiang Xuelan in her hands, writhed and broke free, and jumped to the ground.

Xiang Xuelan thought that it was going to save Mu Wanfeng, but after it jumped down, it actually walked straight to the side of the rice, picked a comfortable place on it, and leaned on it.

Xiang Xuelan was angry, this person is a bird, and none of them are normal.

Just when she wanted to save Mu Wanfeng from the predicament, she suddenly found that the flames around her were also gathering more and more, and if she moved slightly, it would cause them to collide.

In desperation, Xiang Xuelan had no choice but to blur her whole body again, pick a flame at random, and wave the spirit sword to try to touch it.

Sure enough, as she expected, the flame also ignored the void effect, and instead seemed to provoke the scoundrel. Almost in the blink of an eye, the flames followed the sword body and broke into Xiang Xuelan's body.

An unspeakable pain spread rapidly like a plague, spreading all over Xiang Xuelan's body.

"Hmm!"

Xiang Xuelan snorted and hurriedly used her spiritual power to resist, but it didn't work. There is nothing unusual about the body, but the irrepressible pain seems to go straight to the depths of the soul.

Bai Wufang and Mo Yushu were also hit one after another, and the burning of their souls made the two of them cover their heads, and their expressions were painful.

The only ones who stayed out of it were millet and rice.

All the flames seemed to have eyes, and they automatically kept a distance of two zhang from Xiaomi, and did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool. If Mu Wanfeng knew, he would probably have to jump to his feet and scold again.

And Mu Wanfeng himself, since he was engulfed in flames, has not moved.

Xiang Xuelan endured her delicate body trembling with pain, and walked towards the fireball that wrapped Mu Wanfeng step by step, and there were countless flames that rushed into her body. With each additional point, the pain increases.

When she reached the distance of the fireball, she was already drenched in sweat, and as soon as her slender jade hand reached out, her eyes closed, and she fainted in pain.

In the midst of the fireball, Mu Wanjing beat her chest with her body, and said angrily: "Yaba, I know!

After he was wrapped in flames, there was nothing to do except for the warmth of his body. On the contrary, the clothes were damaged again, and he didn't know that this was the first disciple's uniform to be destroyed.

Although it was fine, the flames were like a cage, trapping him so tightly that he couldn't move, let alone get out.

"I don't know how the senior sister is doing, this flame and thunder are heavy and the rain is small, it should be fine. Mu Wanfeng muttered to herself.

The beads of sweat on Mo Yushu's forehead slid down Junyi's cheeks, and when he caught a glimpse of Xiang Xuelan falling to the ground, he was secretly anxious in his heart, but he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of following in his footsteps.

His mind was in a hurry, and the fingers in his hand were quickly pinched, and he used the secret technique taught by the old man to cut off the connection between spirit and body, but the burning pain did not decrease by half.

Close your eyes and look inward, and realize that the soul in the sea is wrapped in a flame and burned, and it is a little bit illusory......

Mo Yushu instantly understood that this inconspicuous flame did not act on the body, but directly burned on the soul.

If your soul is burned, even if your body is fine, you will definitely not survive.

Mo Yushu's mind returned to his original body, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, and he endured the pain and sat down cross-legged.

His right hand and finger are the sword, pointing to the sky, and the left hand changes rapidly, as fast as lightning, and his mouth silently chants: "The king's fire is bright, the phase fire is in place, the yin and yang are essential, and the yang is solid, so harmony is for holiness." Leads the yang into the yin, leads the fire to the element, guides the dragon into the sea, and absorbs the qi into the kidney......"

Mo Yushu's eyes were closed, his expression gradually calmed down, and under the traction of his magic technique, the flame in his soul softened a lot, and the pain gradually became bearable.

However, this fire tribulation did not end there, just as he was about to get up and go to check on Xiang Xuelan, the flames in the space became irritable.

The flames kept scurrying in the air, colliding with each other, bursting into flames.

In just an instant, except for the pure land of Xiaomi, the entire Qiankun Life and Death Array was ignited, forming a vast sea of fire.

As if he was deliberately trying to torment them, the pain that Mo Yushu had just suppressed immediately increased at a speed of a hundred times.

Rao was arrogant with his arrogant nature, but he still couldn't help but exhale in pain, and his spirit immediately withered......

Xue Wuxian was also suffering, and the pain he endured was more intense than the others of the four.

Mu Wanfeng has nothing to do, Mo Yushu has a secret method to alleviate pain, Xiang Xuelan is called a high-level race by Ao Li, and her physique is naturally strong, but she just wanted to save Mu Wanfeng, and her body incorporated too many flames, which led to a coma.

Xue Wuxian has a tough mind, even if the incomparable pain makes every breath he breathe as long as a year, but he is still gritting his teeth and persevering.

Although he saw Mu Wanfeng in distress and had the heart to save him, his whole body spasmed and he had already collapsed on the ground, unable to use his strength.

Xiang Xuelan's consciousness still exists, but she has lost contact with her body and has been dragged into the sea of knowledge.

The flames worked directly on her soul, and the pain continued even though she was unconscious......

Millet watched the flames around him soar into the sky, standing quietly beside Rice, with no intention of helping, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

The time of a stick of incense passed, and the raging flame did not decline.

An hour has passed, and it is still the same.

Another two hours passed, and the tormenting snow was traceless, and he couldn't even lift his eyelids, wanting to pick up the spirit sword and end this boundless pain.

But as soon as this thought came to him, he extinguished it.

Regardless of whether he can pick up the spirit sword now, even if he can, he still has a wish that has not been fulfilled, and there is still a red dust that has not yet been fulfilled, and he can't die like this.

As soon as three hours passed, the wind suddenly raged in the life and death array, and the flames were like wheat seedlings cut off by the autumn wind, which dissipated in an instant......

"Ahh

"You might as well save your strength to survive the next two tribulations of wind and thunder, and maybe you can survive......"

Mu Wanfeng was upright, and said casually: "The wind is rising, blowing my carved skin, take care of your birds!"

As soon as he finished scolding, he felt that something was wrong, because the sound of the snow without a trace revealed a weakness that could not be concealed.

Hurriedly looking back, he suddenly found that Xue Wuxian was sitting not far away, his expression as if he was enduring great pain.

And the situation of Xiang Xuelan and Mo Yushu was not much better, and Xiang Xuelan was lying on the ground, her eyes closed and motionless.

Mu Wanfeng was very close to Xiang Xuelan, took two steps in front of her, stretched out his hand to her neck, felt the rhythm, and relaxed slightly.

Although I wondered why only his clothes were burned, now was not the time to think about it.

"What's going on?" Mu Wanfeng asked with a frown.

He thought that this fire robbery was just a silver-like wax spear head, and it was just a façade, but he didn't expect that he was the only one who was alone.

Xue Wuxian did not answer, although the fire tribulation had passed, the flame that burned the soul was still not extinguished, and it continued to burn.

Maybe it's because the fire has receded, or maybe it's because I'm used to it, and the snow no longer hurts so much that I can't exert my strength.

He didn't answer Mu Wanfeng's question, but turned over and stood up, took out a fiery red pill and swallowed it, then clenched the spirit sword in his hand, and approached Mu Wanfeng step by step......