Infernal Flame Land... Legend has it that it is a divine flame that fell from the soul of the sun, and the "wreckage and historic sites" left behind are not ordinary flowers, trees, rocks, sand, and soil.

At this very moment, there is a catastrophe that has not occurred in hundreds of thousands of years.

The fire of the boiling lava flowed out like a stream, but unfortunately it was swallowed up and dissipated by an unknown fire spirit.

The Dou Pohai disciples stationed outside panicked and fled in all directions. The speed of the Flying Fire Meteor is like a move in the immortal realm, and there is no way to avoid it. A small disaster was nothing to the monks. Unfortunately, these flints are not stones. It is the soul power left by the Yang Yan Soul.

The breath of a Dacheng's innate soul is enough to kill the Battle King Realm.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the Torture King summoned all the soul power of his body, released the soul power of the ten souls and four souls around him, and used all his might!

"Heavenly oracle palm, the wind is surging!"

The dense flying stones attacked, and he used his own protective ring to resist, delaying time, and letting the disciples of the Battle King Realm behind him escape!

"Withdraw!" roared the Torture King.

The crowd did not dare to disobey and quickly retreated.

Unfortunately, he underestimated these Flying Fire Meteors, and once they collided with his protective ring, they had a tendency to devour his soul qi and spread.

One, two, three... Until the eighth, it was difficult for him to hold on.

The whole body has been wrapped in flames, and unlike the common mortal fire, it is endless, crazy and aggressive.

The King of Punishment was helpless, and still only dared to resist with the power of his soul.

"What fire, not extinguished!" he gritted his teeth and insisted, sweat sliding down like beads, wetting his armor.

In a trance, he noticed that the armor of his left arm was actually stained with a trace of flame.

"Oops!" he looked panicked, and the "Heavenly Guardian Kai" made of "True Silver Jade" was not spared!

The surrounding rings were "bitten" by the flames, and the "fire spirits" among them slowly crawled in.

He gasped for breath, looked nervous, and forcibly suppressed his panic, ready to hold it open with the power of his soul.

The two disciples behind him, who had already evacuated, suddenly turned back.

"Torture King, subordinates are here to help you!" A man with nine souls and six spirits in the Battle King Realm struck out with all his strength, wanting to blow away the flames with the power of the wind with his moves.

Before the king could speak, something unexpected happened.

With the power of his palm, the fire spirit seed went up against the wind and rushed to his hand in one fell swoop.

The man was startled and slapped violently. The torture king yelled, "Cut off your hands!"

The man looked at him in a panic, until he reached the realm of immortality, the severed limbs could not be reconstructed and regenerated.

Seeing the flames that were getting stronger and fiercer, and his wrists that were scorched in the blink of an eye, the man was ruthless...

The king of punishment couldn't bear it, and in order to help himself, his subordinates wasted their hands.

The man on the side gritted his teeth and did not dare to make a rash move.

"Damn, the old man is going to die here today?"

The spiritual consciousness of the "Heavenly Guardian Kai" was burned to the point that he screamed, and the Torture King didn't care about anything else, and all the power of his soul was blessed on the protective ring, slowing down the pace of the fire spirit.

"Tiannan, Wan Lei. Leave me alone, withdraw!" the Torture King noticed that his left arm was stained with a slight spark.

"The Torture King..."

"This is an order!" the Torture King glared at them.

The man with the severed hand endured the pain, gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

The two of them retreated in pain, turned around, and did not dare to look back. If sacrificing one's own body can reduce casualties, he thinks it is worth it.

"Young master, old man, I don't have a chance to see you fight with the innate soul!" roared the Torture King, as if he was unwilling to bear the bitterness of the spread of the flames, and wanted to explode in one fell swoop, triggering his own immortal seals, and perishing with them, although he was foolish, he had no other way.

Between life and death, a voice came: "Uncle Xing, I'm late!"

A familiar voice came from behind him, and the Torture King even forgot about the pain and turned back in surprise.

I saw the boy and the girl appear.

The young man, with a calm expression, a dignified appearance, a sharp gaze, extremely handsome, and a strong momentum, far superior to his immortal realm.

The girl's red hair shone with firelight, swaying in the wind like a life, a beautiful face, an indifferent look, and bright red eyes.

She, the Yang Yan Soul, has woken up!

Xiao Guyu signaled, the flame fell to the ground, and with a slight click, all the fire spirits rushed to her like a stream finding the sea, like a wanderer who had left his hometown, returned to his mother's arms, and was moved to tears.

Flame Flame's expression did not waver, and he collected all the fire spirits at will and sank them all into her body. It's as if she turned into "fire" and "spirit of fire", but it was different. More like the "Lord of Fire" who reigns over everything.

With a sigh of relief, the Torture King fell down and slowly gasped. I looked at my left arm, and although I had burns all over my body, my left arm was numb and weak, and it seemed to be useless.

"Witness the shocking changes in the Purgatory Flame Demon Land, as well as the return of the young master and Miss Yan. An arm is considered cheap. He immediately sat cross-legged, breathed in his breath, nourished the source in his body, and healed his wounds.

The terrifying thing was that no matter how much he beat the immortal seal in his body, he couldn't erase the wounds caused by these fire spirits, as if it had already wiped out his left arm... Cannot be regenerated.

The Xingwang was slightly disappointed, but he was relieved to see Xiao Guyu again.

When he opened his eyes, he saw an incredible scene.

Saw... Yang Yan Soul, the once indifferent and silent Yan Yan hugged Xiao Guyu tightly, rubbed his chest lightly reluctantly, shrunk up, and was reluctant to leave, as if she was coquettish, asking him to hug him.

"It happened... What?" the Torture King stood up and looked at in disbelief.

Xiao Guyu also looked helpless, and when he saw Yan Yan's "well-behaved" appearance, he was worried.

"Young Master, what the hell?" The Torture King was about to take a step forward, but he was startled by Yan Yan's cold gaze, and he didn't dare to move half a step, "Miss Yan..."

Xiao Guyu nodded, and said, "Uncle Xing, go back and tell your father, Yan Yan has woken up... Lack of spiritual sense, resulting in memory loss and personality changes..."

"Woowoo... Yuyu!" The Xing King heard Yan Yan shouting coquettishly, and had to believe it, he quickly came back to his senses and replied, "Yes!" He thought about it, and immediately answered again, "Young Master, where are you going?"

"Take Yan Yan to the places we have been..."Xiao Guyu replied calmly, and looked at Yan Yan Yan who was close to his chest.

Seeing him look at him, Yan Yan showed a shy look and laughed as well.

Originally, Yan Yan's smile was very rare, let alone such a gentle and well-behaved smile.

Seeing her acting strangely, I had to believe it.

"I'm going to keep it secret and bring back the news. Young master, don't worry!" The King of Punishment clenched his fists and said goodbye, and left in a hurry.

Xiao Guyu looked at Yan Yan helplessly, but in fact, she was not lacking in spiritual sense... Rather, the lack of origin causes a great change in personality and acts like a child.

"Woowoo, why are you upset... Do you hate Yan'er?" she puffed out her eyes and looked at Xiao Guyu with a little worry.

He was helpless, and somehow, she woke up like this.

"No, I won't let anyone wear a hair on you again. As she spoke, she stroked her soft, smooth red hair.

Yan Yan laughed happily.

"Woowoo is so nice... I like Yuyu!" Yan Yan rubbed his chest, Xiao Guyu couldn't help but be stunned, although it was her unintentional move, she was still satisfied to hear it with her own ears.

"Hmm!" he replied softly, nodding.

Seeing that he seemed to be smiling and still slightly serious, Yan Yan frowned and pouted: "Yuyu is lying to me, my mother said that men like women and will be good to her!"

Xiao Guyu came back from his contemplation, looked at her, forced the frustration in his heart, and chuckled.

"Then how can I trust you?" In short, you can't provoke her now, follow her, not be stimulated, and not damage your spiritual sense.

"Are you willing to listen to me?" Yan Yan squeezed into his arms, Xiao Guyu nodded, and had to hug her.

"That Woo Woo... Marry Yan'er!" Yan Yan's crimson face, with big eyes open, raised his head and stared at him expectantly, and the corners of his mouth had a pleasant color that could not be concealed. Obediently awaiting his answer.

"This..."Yan Yan was too unexpected, and Xiao Guyu didn't know how to respond. If the former Yan Yan said this, he would have nodded happily now. His own intentions were already clear when he was hidden...

He can't take advantage of people's danger, let alone the woman he loves.

"If Yan'er can promise me three points, she will agree to get married. Xiao Guyu chuckled.

"Eun... Okay, I'll do it, then Yuyu is willing to marry Yan'er!" Yan Yan nodded happily.

"First, from now on, you must not hug me in front of others and behave indecently. Xiao Guyu said flatly.

"Ahh

"Can't do it?" Xiao Guyu immediately asked.

Yan Yan shook his head and lifted his spirits, "Do it, get it." While speaking, she was reluctant to leave Xiao Guyu's arms.

"Second, don't leave at will. I don't want you to get hurt again!" His eyes were sad and a little blank as he spoke. It was he who caused the flame to almost fall.

"Well, I'm not going to leave Woowoo. She smiled innocently.

"Third..."

Yan Yan nodded hurriedly, not thinking about it.

"When you regain your senses, I'll... Propose to you again!" His serious gaze softened, looking at the ignorant Yan Yan, she didn't seem to understand, but she showed a contemplative look, as if she didn't understand...

Xiao Guyu was not in a hurry, and waited quietly.

Suddenly, Yan Yan nodded as if he had figured it out, looked at him with a red face, and slammed in.

A unique fragrance hits unexpectedly... His eyes widened, he would!

Slowly, she parted, smiled sweetly, and stared at him!

"Flame, you..."

"In this way, we are married..."She laughed, innocent as a child, leaning into his arms, "Yuyu, there is no one now, don't count... Hee-hee!"

Sometimes well-behaved, sometimes naughty. and Yan Yan, who was once arrogant and indifferent, were like two people, and all of a sudden, Xiao Guyu was also difficult to adapt.

Looking at the person in his arms, he couldn't help but hug her. Finally, if not completely, Yanyan was finally saved. Break the absolute prophecy of the "Nebula Divine Stone"!

Gently caressing her back, caressing her filament, the two of them leaned on each other.

He secretly said to himself: "I will definitely restore your soul! It's not in the identity of Dou Pohai's 'Desperate Spirit', it's in the identity of Yan'er's husband!"

The person in his arms naturally didn't know, and shrank down obediently. chuckling reassuringly, holding him tightly, unwilling to let go...