"Me?"

Ling Yi raised his eyebrows.

Feng Ze took a fancy to his fire attribute exercises, and he wanted to cultivate by himself, and then go to Izumo Peak to rescue the frozen old way.

But after Lu Xinghe's explanation, Feng Ze already knew that the extremely extraordinary red fire was Ling Yi's own bloodline mutation, and it could not be obtained through cultivation exercises.

So what else does he want to ask himself to help him?

Ling Yi didn't think that it was impossible, Feng Ze asked him to thaw Lao Dao, right?

No matter how strong his dragon fire is, in the end, it is still only the fifth level of martial arts, and the dragon transformation is only the second level of dragon condensation.

With such strength, can Feng Ze melt the ten thousand years of ice that can only blast out a crack?

That old Dao froze himself, and it was on the side of the ten thousand years of ice, Ling Yi believed that the hardness of the old road's lump of ice was by no means lower than that of ten thousand years of ice, even if it was weak, it was limited.

You must know that the other party is a super strong martial arts ninefold, and this trick used to protect himself in the end will be something that he, a small martial arts fivefold disciple, can break.

"Yes, that's you. ”

Feng Ze nodded with great certainty and said, "Thinking about it, the person who can rescue that old Taoist as soon as possible is you." ”

"I ......"

Ling Yi was silent.

It's not that he is unwilling, but he is not sure of strength.

To be honest, after listening to Feng Ze's story, Ling Yi's heart also made waves.

All along, after he was reborn, he was careful everywhere, step by step, and did his best for his own life.

It's tiring.

Before being reborn, Ling Yi lived in a peaceful world, even if life was difficult, he didn't have to be careful about his life everywhere.

But what about here?

For a long time, he believed that there was no so-called friendship, family affection and other positive energies in this world, and there were intrigues, deceit, and unscrupulous means in order to improve their strength.

Even, when Lin Yu saw that he was unhappy, he just moved his mouth, and Ling Yi had to run around for his life and death.

The world is dark.

Ling Yi has always thought so.

But from Feng Ze's words, he saw something else.

That's what he called "chivalrous" in his previous life!

Feng Ze and the old way did not fight or make a deal, and then became friends who cherished each other, although the two only had a total of four days from the first meeting to the separation.

That old man couldn't bear to whiff Feng Ze's interest, and he had to compete with him for the last time despite his cold poison.

And Feng Ze?

When he learned that Lao Dao had cold poison in his body, he would rather give up the position of the sect master of the Scorching Sun Sect and devote himself to cultivation for six years, just to break through to the realm of martial arts supreme one day, and then solve the suffering of cold poison on Lao Dao's body.

Isn't this a righteous word?

Ling Yi, who came into contact with this word for the first time in this world, was willing to help Feng Ze from the bottom of his heart.

"Elder Taishang, the disciple's cultivation is low, what can I help you?"

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Yi sighed in his heart, and asked with a fist in his fist at Feng Ze.

"I don't need how high your cultivation is!"

Feng Ze took a deep breath, the light in his eyes flickered, and he said directly: "I need your Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire, you go to Izumo Peak with me, and before that ten thousand years of ice, you will release the Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire!"

"But...... I'm afraid the power of the disciple's flame is not enough to melt the ice, right?"

Ling Yi asked.

"It's okay!"

Feng Ze waved his hand, his face was extremely confident, and said: "You only need to release a trace of flames, with me, it is enough to cause a spark to burn the prairies!"

As he spoke, Feng Ze made a move with one hand, and hooked a little candle flame from the lighting candle on the wall of the Scorching Sun Temple.

"Let's say this!"

Feng Ze's eyes froze, and he didn't see how he acted, and the little candle flame that flew to his palm shook suddenly, and it seemed as if it could be extinguished at any time.

But in the next moment......

Bear ——!

Ling Yi and Lu Xinghe saw a fire in front of them, and in Feng Ze's palm, it seemed that a wall of fire had emerged out of thin air, and its momentum was so powerful that it could almost be described as heaven and earth!

Starting from Feng Ze's palm, the huge flames that burned straight to the top, if it weren't for the shield of the glass roof, it seemed to have to rise endlessly, until the sky!

It's so strong!

Ling Yi also played with fire, so he naturally knew the difficulty of Feng Ze's hand, if it was for him, whether it was to use the Cangyan Maha that he had cultivated before, or the Dragon Clan Technique Dragon Teng Transformation that he had cultivated later, it would never be possible for the flames to burn to this extent.

And Feng Ze is just an understatement.

This is the strength of the Martial Arts Ninefold!

This is still them standing in the Scorching Sun Temple, in fact, the scene outside the Scorching Sun Hall at this time is even more shocking.

The six disciples on duty suddenly discovered that today's clouds were deep, blocking the sunlight, which made the Scorching Sun Hall look a little dim, but at this time, on the semi-dome where the morning sun was rising, the light was shining.

It can be said that it shines brighter and brighter than when it is actually illuminated by the scorching sun in the sky!

"How?"

Feng Ze poked his head out from the side of the wall of fire and said with a smile: "You don't need to use all your strength, you just need to draw a trace of fire for me!"

"This ...... Good is good, but there's a catch. ”

Ling Yi looked at the fierce wall of fire head-on, and his mouth was authentic.

"Oh?"

Feng Ze was slightly surprised, shook his palm, and directly pinched the wall of fire in his palm.

The sudden darkness of the Temple of the Scorching Sun made people feel very uncomfortable.

"What's the problem?"

Feng Ze asked.

"Elder Taishang, my fire is a little special!"

Ling Yi arched his hand and said, "How can the disciple guess correctly, the Supreme Elder has only used his internal force to help ignite the flames before he can form such a strange scene?"

"Not bad. ”

Feng Ze stroked his pale beard and nodded slightly.

"Here's the problem!"

Ling Yi didn't talk nonsense, he directly stretched out his right hand, and a puff of flames also came out of his palm, although it was not as violent as Feng Ze's out, but as soon as this red fire came out, people couldn't help but focus their eyes on it.

What a bewitching fire!

It was not the first time that the two people in the hall had seen Ling Yi unleash this red flame, but every time they saw it, they couldn't help but have this thought in their hearts.

This red fire seems to be swallowed up even by people's sight!

"The disciple's Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire, in addition to having the function of a flame, also has another quality, that is, ......"

Ling Yi's face was reflected in the firelight, and between light and dark, he said word by word: "This fire can devour people's souls!"

"Soul devourer?"

Feng Ze was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Yes, the Qiangang Soul Devouring Fire has this characteristic, what's wrong?"

"If Elder Taishang uses internal force to ignite this fire, he will be in big trouble!"

Ling Yi said: "My flame can burn all the way to the meridians with the internal force of the martial artist, and then devour and burn your entire person!"