I don't know the time, and I don't know the time.

Since Ji Yan and Mo Xiaoyao fell into the abyss, they have been drifting here. Looking around again, the hot breath came to his face, and his breath seemed to be roasted in his chest and lungs, and there was only a sea of fire in his eyes, and the tumbling and flowing magma was constantly flowing.

Xiao Huang and Wei in his arms never woke up after fighting, and his weak breathing made Ji Yan worried, but the situation was even worse for Mo Xiaoyao. Since the fall of that day, Mo Xiaoyao seemed to know the situation below, and showed his original form in the air. A black blue unicorn, the body is not as huge as imagined, but slightly shorter than the beast, the pitch-black mane is still bright, and the single horn on the top of the head shows the former supreme. "Poof" fell into the molten slurry, and Ji Yan sat on his back and survived.

Time is like flowing water, and flowing water cares people's hearts.

After a permanent silence, finally, he opened his tired eyelids, his huge nose gasped weakly for the intense heat, and he felt Ji Yan's care for him, and said slowly:

"Ji Yan, I'm dying......"

There was another silence, and each conversation took a lot of strength.

"You are different from them, and I hope you will not lose the word in your heart in the future. ”

After that, he opened his fangs, and the Thunder Fire Divine Jian flew out, exuding a weak and warm glow, as if to appease the ink qilin.

"Shenjian has always warmed my heart and renewed my life, now that Sister Zhong is gone, I don't want to live alone, this thing is handed over to you......"

But before the words were finished, Ji Yan excitedly ran to the top of its head and said downward:

"Senior, you have escaped, and you will definitely be able to make up for it with your powerful spells, perhaps...... Maybe Senior Zhong can also be resurrected......"

It's just that when he said these words, Ji Yan didn't know why, he had no confidence, and his heart was miserable.

"Huh...... You don't have to comfort me, her origin is gone, even Da Luo Jinxian can't do it, and when I deal with that villain, I will also use up the strength to continue my heart, and my life will not be long......"

Ji Yan had already discovered that Mo Xiaoyao's body immersed in the sea of fire had long been unbearable, the scales were constantly scorched, and green smoke was wafting out. It seems that as his predecessors said, his body has reached the point of exhaustion.

"Little friend, let me ask you a question. Mo Xiaoyao seemed to enjoy this last casual chat, maybe just to return to the light, and suddenly had the strength to ask:

"What would you do if you were the only one who knew the truth, and everyone thought black was white?"

Ji Yan listened to the question, lowered his head and pondered, the question had long been haunting his mind. Ever since he met the unjust ghost who had witnessed the truth of the ancestor's demon destruction for thousands of years in Cuizhu Peak, he began to doubt the so-called truth, it turned out that the righteous path would also do this cruel thing, and now when he encountered this kind of problem again, he no longer hesitated, and replied firmly:

"Senior, I understand what you mean, I will go on lonely on my own, walk on the right path, and spend my life to prove it to the world. ”

Mo Xiaoyao listened, suddenly laughed, and said with relief: "Okay, this Thunder Fire Divine Treasure is an ancient immortal treasure, don't admit it to you, as for when you can use it, it depends on whether the artifact is denied the master, but I still have something for you." ”

A golden light flew out of his mouth, and suddenly, the hot gas tumbled, and the molten slurry retreated, instantly entering Ji Yan's belly.

"This is my Nedan, and I will give it to you, and whether it is a blessing or a curse depends on your own creation. ”

Gradually, his voice became more and more low, and finally he said weakly: "Ji Yan Xiaoyou, I want to go and meet Sister Zhong as soon as possible, you ...... You will fulfill me......"

Ji Yan looked at the painful Mo Xiaoyao, and couldn't help but tears flowed out of his eyes, putting Xiao Huang from his arms, Ji Yan dragged Qingping's sword, walked to his vest, raised Qingping, and aimed the tip of the sword, but he couldn't stab it......

"Whew...... This sword...... Maybe you can give me a good time, do it, I don't have anything to worry about, Sister Zhong...... I'm coming......"

Seeing Qingping again, Mo Qilin was still afraid, but he was more sad than dead, so he had nothing else to ask for, and closed his moist eyes.

Ji Yan kept tears, shouted to the sky, and stabbed down with a sword, as if he had taken all his strength, and fell to the ground stupidly.

A wisp of green smoke depicts the thunder beast unicorn, stepping on the sea of fire and rolling up the clouds. A loud roar showed his might, and his four hooves flew up, and he circled around Ji Yan and ran towards the nine heavens.

The thunder meets the fire, the battle is dead, and the evil provokes the pure yang, and there are many tribulations from then on. I hope you will come to the end of your hardships and attain enlightenment.

The voice echoed in his ears, and finally dissipated, and Ji Yan seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and felt Qilin's last words.

Looking at the wound again, the thin column of blood did not appear. Ji Yan pulled out Qingping, and the last few drops of blood beads that shone with golden light were brought to Xiao Huang's body along with the sword body.

It turned out that what Zhong Shanshen said was true, those seals had been squeezing the blood of the ink qilin, and there were only these few drops of blood left, Ji Yan never expected that the so-called righteous people would do such evil deeds.

Suddenly, the sea of fire rolled, Ji Yan stabilized his body with the help of the corpse of the unicorn, only to see a ray of red light rushing out of the whirlpool from the abyss of the sea of fire, injected into the unconscious Xiao Huang's body, and those few drops of unicorn essence blood had already disappeared without a trace, and there was thunder on the surface of the body constantly flashing, combined with the red ribbon wrapped around the body, floating.

In an instant, a flame burst into flames, enveloping Xiao Huang. As the flame was extinguished, an egg with black veins and thunder patterns on its golden surface slowly landed on the unicorn's back.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yan felt more and more that Xiao Huang's magic was able to be reborn from the fire, could it be a phoenix?

The egg was put in a dust chain, and the only way to do it was to rely on the corpse of the unicorn to float in the sea of fire. He picked up the Qingping Sword, but suddenly found that there was a faint layer of blue light surrounding the Qilin's heart, and there was a clearly visible thorn mark on the blue light. This trace must be the trace left by Qingping breaking through the light curtain, and now the light curtain gradually faded away, and finally disappeared, but above the heart vein, a complicated and obscure pitch-black magic circle appeared.

Could it be that someone had already come to the Lei Yan Cave before him? It was this magic circle that blocked the passage of the last few drops of essence blood and delayed the life of the Qilin. Why didn't the person with such a means rescue Mo Qilin, but let him survive?

In the dark, Ji Yan felt as if he had fallen into a huge calculation, but there was no flaw in all this, maybe he was too careful, it was just a coincidence.

The Thunder Fire Divine Sword was still floating, emitting a warm glow. Ji Yan put Qingping into the scabbard on his back, savored the familiar coldness, and calmed down. Suddenly, the divine light was full of flames, rushing towards Ji Yan, and through the clothes, it was directly buckled at Ji Yan's heart. Ji Yan unbuttoned his shirt and found that Shenjian was like a goggle on a soldier's armor, fitting his heart and wrapping around his shoulders, exuding a faint warmth.

For several days in a row, there was no direction, and I wandered alone. Ji Yan just meditates and cultivates every day, and there is a much larger Jin Dan than Jin Bodhi in the dantian under the inner vision, and there is a creeping and sleeping little unicorn above the Jin Dan, which is cute and cute, but it is also majestic. After several life-and-death battles, Ji Yan found that the vitality in his dantian was enough to form a pill, and the thousand-eyed Bodhi was also completed. I never thought that the two exercises of Buddhism and Taoism had reached the next stage.

Thinking hard in his heart, since the Inner Dan of Zhongshan God can be used as a spiritual evil, then the Inner Dan of the Qilin must be not far behind. The condensed vitality of the dantian slowly urged towards the Qilin Inner Dan step by step, like an open giant net, and it was just a short order to round up the prey. At the moment when the vitality enveloped the inner dan, the little unicorn woke up, the tiger's eyes were round and wide, the one-horned electric light flashed, and there was a roar, as if the five were burning, Ji Yan only felt that the muscles and veins were paralyzed, the golden Bodhi was shattered, and for a while, the origin of the Buddha and the Tao collided, and the ferocity of this ancient demon pill began to fight in Ji Yan's body.

He was now pale, sweating profusely, with blood pouring from the corners of his mouth, his brow furrowed, and he was in agony. Several forces in his body continued to divide the territory, washing away Ji Yan's main veins, but fortunately, every time he hit his heart veins, a faint golden light lit up, blocking this tyrannical true element.

Ji Yan felt like he was in purgatory, rolling and struggling on the back of the unicorn. At this moment, he finally understood that Mo Xiaoyao's so-called blessing or misfortune depends on creation, how can this ancient divine beast's inner pill be borne by a mortal, such a violent power is running in the body, breaking everything, I am afraid that he will eventually explode and die.

I can't imagine that I didn't die at the hands of the Soul Eater Temple, but I died because of the great gift given by the Qilin, it's really sad!

Suddenly, a bone-chilling chill came from behind, and then a shiver from the depths of the soul spread all over the body. As if from the coldness of the abyss of hell, it quickly froze every vein, extinguishing all arrogance along the way, except for the heart vein, and other veins were covered with frost. Even the dantian could see the black ice crystals flickering, and they were wrapping towards the cyan vitality and inner pill step by step. The little unicorn roared in a low voice as if it were facing a great enemy, but it retreated with some fear, and finally everything was frozen.

Ji Yan was still in the sea of fire just now, but now he is like falling into an ice cave, and he is gradually falling into a coma in pain......

A person is on the body of this unicorn, and the molten slurry is drifting into the distance......

......

The Chicheng Mountains in Qingzhou, although they do not have many steep peaks in the Taihe Mountains, are endless.

A tall mountain with dense trees, without the coolness of the rest of the peaks at night, it is still as hot as the day. On the top of the mountain stood a handsome middle-aged man wrapped in a red robe. Looking up at the sky, there were two bright stars in the southwest quietly sliding into the sky, he looked nostalgic and sad, rolled up his sleeve robe, and looked at the flesh and blood on his forearm that could not be restored so far, and the white bones were so revealed in the moonlight.

"Big brother, Sister Zhong, you go well, you pair of outlaw mandarin ducks are suffering...... But I still don't think I'm wrong!"

He looked resolute, as if he was saying to the scar: "The promise has been fulfilled, I have no intention of competing for the Thunder Fire Divine Sword, should you also fulfill your promise?"

As soon as the words fell, I felt that my skin was itching, and the scars on my forearms gradually healed, finally revealing fair and pink skin.

......

Bai Pao walked in the noisy mountain forest, enjoying the freedom of the mountains very much, looking at the goal not far away, and looking back at the mountain road he had walked.

Two pitch-black figures appeared silently, and the surrounding mountain spirit beasts suddenly avoided for miles. Two figures fell to the ground on one knee in front of them, and they were dispatched after listening.

"Where's the red monkey? why didn't he come with you?" the white robe looked into the distance, deep in nostalgia.

He ...... He couldn't rest assured, and told us to come back to our lives first......" replied in a silly and honest voice.

"Still can't let go?No reluctance, where did you get it......" The white robe seemed to be sighing at the red monkey's choice, and seemed to be talking to himself, and continued to walk.

"Well, there's still plenty of time, let's walk slowly, don't let down the excitement in the future......"