In Penglai, East China Sea, two girls in red sit opposite each other across a small mahogany coffee table, tasting fairy fruits, drinking fairy wine, and chatting boredly. It was Wangyue and the two girls.

"I'm so bored! There's nothing fun above the Ancestral Star!" Wangyue curled her lips and said helplessly: "Now we have a sensitive identity, and it's hard to go out for a walk. It's really boring to stay here."

When the girl heard this, she shook her head and smiled: "You! You should be patient. How can you become a Daluo Golden Immortal when you always look like this? Look at Xiaoyue, she has been practicing and experiencing it, and her heart is as calm as water. Now, he is one step away from reaching the Daluo realm. If you are surpassed by him, you will be a little embarrassed."

"Hmph! It would be strange if he practices stupidly like him, he can become a Daluo Golden Immortal!" Wangyue curled his lips and looked at Xiaoyue, who was sitting cross-legged on the reefs in the distance, practicing.

The girl smiled unanimously and didn't say much.

"Niwa, take a wisp of the fire of immortality!" Wangyue, whose eyes turned, suddenly smiled and said to the Niwa.

When the girl saw the smile on Wangyue's face, she knew that the girl must have had some bad ideas. She couldn't help but ask vigilantly: "What are you doing if you don't destroy the fire?"

"Don't worry! Do you give me?" Wangyue said impatiently, stretching out her jade hand to the girl.

Some helpless girl had to turn her jade hand, and a fist-sized wisp of immortal torch was slowly burning.

He waved his hand and watched the moon, which had been in his hands, flew up directly and flew towards the sea.

"Wangyue, don't do anything randomly!" Seeing that Wangyue's jade hand held the ball of immortal fire and flew straight towards Xiaoyue, who was sitting cross-legged on the reef to me in peace, the girl couldn't help but her pretty face changed slightly and stood up and hurriedly shouted.

"Don't worry! I have a sense of responsibility! Xiaoyue is my brother, what can I do to him?" Wangyue, who was laughing at him, came to the sky above Xiaoyue in the blink of an eye. However, he grinned and threw the ball of immortal torch down without hesitation.

Seeing that the ball of immortal torch was about to fall on Xiaoyue's head, the girl flying over behind her had changed her expression. Wangyue looked at him with a playful smile. Unexpectedly, Xiaoyue, who closed her eyes and looked up slightly, actually let the ball of immortal torch fall on his eyebrows, and then slowly merged into his eyebrows.

"Ah?" Wang Yue, who looked surprised, subconsciously exclaimed. That was the immortal fire. Entering the sea of ​​consciousness from the middle of his eyebrows, I was afraid that even the soul would burn into nothingness.

"What's going on?" The girl was also surprised and hurriedly asked Wangyue.

Wangyue was already a little panicked. She shook her head anxiously and nervously, "I don't know! Xiaoyue, he"

"Don't panic!" The girl who was obviously stabilizing a lot of girls comforted her, then looked down at Xiaoyue sitting cross-legged on the reef with a look. Xiaoyue, who was trembling all over her body, had a faint look of pain on her face. She was covered with a trace of immortal torch. At the same time, a trace of ice and cold air also emanated from Xiaoyue's body, and it touched and melted with the immortal torch, causing the surrounding void to be slightly distorted.

Seeing this, Wangyue felt even more uneasy: "Why is this happening? What to do? What to do? Hurry, girl, hurry up and take back the immortal torch in Xiaoyue's body!"

"Don't be anxious!" The girl shook her head and said solemnly: "Xiaoyue seemed to take the initiative to absorb the immortal torch. He had cold air to protect his body, and the immortal torch could not do anything to him for a while. If he took action rashly, he would probably have an accident. Now, the cold air in Xiaoyue's body was entangled with the immortal torch. Those immortal torch could not be controlled by me. If you want to take out the immortal torch from Xiaoyue's body safely, I'm afraid my father would do it myself. I can't help it. The immortal torch was cultivated by him, and only he knew the attributes of the immortal torch best."

Wangyue was extremely anxious: "What should I do? Xiaoyue, this gangster, why should I absorb the torch invincible fire?"

The girl was speechless when she heard this. Isn’t it caused by your bad sister?

"Huh?" Hey?" He looked at Xiaoyue's girl with a nervous look, and soon she looked slightly moved and looked surprised: "Looking at the moon, look, the cold air in Xiaoyue's body has slowly merged with the immortal torch, this."

When Wangyue saw that, sure enough, the cold air emitted from Xiaoyue's body and the immortal torch on the surface of her body were entangled with each other, there was a sign of fusion. She suddenly glared at her beautiful eyes and said in surprise: "How can the cold air merge with fire?"

"The Immortal Tort Fire is not an ordinary fire, and the cold air in Xiaoyue's body is also quite special!" The girl said thoughtfully: "This time, Xiaoyue may have encountered a great opportunity. The fusion of the cold air and the Immortal Tort Fire will inevitably give birth to a special and terrible energy. However, this energy is probably not so easy to control."

As the two women spoke, the cold air and the indestructible torch on Xiaoyue's body surface were slowly merged into a small transparent flame. The flame that seemed to be extinguished at any time was twisted as soon as it appeared, and the surrounding void twisted, and vague cracks of subtle space appeared.

"Hiss!" The girl whose eyes caught this scene suddenly shrank and took a deep breath: "What a terrible energy! With such a little bit, you can tear the space apart? With a special flame, it's so domineering!"

"Xiaoyue!" The panic sound of looking at the moon came from the side. Because the small transparent flame swayed gently not only shattered the surrounding void, but also made Xiaoyue's robe close to the flames quietly turn into ashes. The skin under the clothes was charred and cracked, and the blood began to charred as soon as it flowed out. Then the charred area became larger, and the skin cracked like a dry ground.

Xiaoyue, who was trembling all over, had a slightly distorted face, and her face was covered in cold sweat, but she still gritted her teeth and immersed in her cultivation of the fusion of the two energies.

Slowly, wisps of transparent flames appeared elsewhere in Xiaoyue's body. Soon, the void around him was burned by clusters of transparent flames, and the fine cracks in the space looked dense and scary. What's even more terrifying was that Xiaoyue turned into a human-shaped coke, with gullies all over his body. If it weren't for the fluctuations of his aura, Wangyue and Nuwa would have thought he had been burned to death.

"No! Girl. Think of a solution!" Seeing Xiaoyue, who seemed to be coke, was completely enveloped by translucent flames, Wangyue couldn't help but hurriedly pulling Girl's arm and said.

The girl also looked solemn and shook her head gently and said helplessly: "I have no choice! That flame is not something we can resist, nor can we drive it away from Xiaoyue. Now, we can only wait for Xiaoyue to hold on by herself. Or if the Heavenly Lord is here, there will definitely be a solution."

"Grandpa?" When Wangyue heard this, her beautiful eyes lit up, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw. She quickly turned her hands and took out a gray-white jade talisman, and her spiritual sense invaded it: "Grandpa, come to Penglai, East China Sea. Something happened to Xiaoyue!"

In Suoyang City, in a quiet mansion that covers a considerable area and is in the gust of the lake, Chen Hua sat casually at the stone table and slowly savored a cup of tea, looking at the picture vaguely in the void ahead with a calm expression.

In the picture, Shan Ximu, whose body is covered with blood-colored energy and blood-colored runes on his body.

"I dare to touch my disciples from the Creation lineage. I'm so brave!" The cold eyes of Chen Hua. As the space around his fingers fluctuated violently, the teacup in his hand had turned into nothingness.

Above the lake, like a lotus carved by ice, Hu Ling'er sat cross-legged quietly, and an invisible mysterious wave spread out on her body, covering several meters of surrounding areas. In front of her were Jiuling and Xianwu, who were also sitting cross-legged on the small ice lotus, who closed their eyes and practiced in peace and enlightenment.

"Huh?" Hu Ling'er, who seemed to be conscious, couldn't help but look up at Chen Hua in the pavilion with a slightly frown.

Then the mysterious aura fluctuations of Hu Ling'er's body disappeared, and Jiuling and Xianwu also opened their eyes one after another and looked at Hu Ling'er in confusion: "Teacher!"

"You guys go down first!" Hu Ling'er, who said calmly, disappeared with the fluctuations in the surrounding void.

Jiuling and Xianwu didn't dare to ask anything more. They were all busy and left with respect.

The space in the pavilion fluctuated slightly, and Hu Ling'er's figure appeared again. He immediately frowned and looked at Chen Hua: "Brother Hua, I feel a little uneasy. Do you feel it?"

"What happened to Xiaoyue!" The fingers gently twisted, causing the void to twist, as if time and space were in chaos. Chen Hua also frowned slightly, and then stood up and said, "Don't worry! I'll take a look! For Xiaoyue, crisis and opportunity coexist, it is not necessarily a bad thing."

After saying that, Chen Hua's figure disappeared out of thin air, and even the surrounding space had a slight slight undetectable fluctuation disappeared as soon as it appeared. If you don't pay attention carefully, you can't find it. Such control of space is exquisite and terrifying.

Hu Ling'er, who had a sad face frowning, turned her head slightly and looked at the picture that appeared in the void beside her. She couldn't help but snorted coldly with her beautiful eyes, and her figure moved into the twisted space.

The next moment, Hu Ling'er's figure had already appeared in the mysterious blood clan temple.

He was trying his best to turn Shan Ximu into the incarnation of the Blood Ancestor of the blood clan, and seemed to be consciously looking at Hu Ling'er, and his eyes shrank slightly and shouted: "Questive Saint of the Immortal World?"

Hu Ling'er looked at him in silence and coldly. In an instant, the entire Blood God Temple seemed to have frozen. The invisible aura was shrouded in the incarnation of the Blood Ancestor with the extremely cold and terrifying cold mist.

"Ah!" The blood ancestor incarnated with blood-colored energy, facing the terrifying cold mist, had no ability to resist. The blood-colored energy dissipated, and the incarnation turned into a phantom, and then shattered into nothingness.

Hu Ling'er, who easily destroyed the blood ancestor, turned to look at Shan Ximu, whose body was covered with blood-colored energy, and whose strange blood-colored runes were circulating on the surface of his body, and his eyebrows were frowned even tighter: "This guy's methods are really strange and special! If I force that energy out of Shan Ximu's body, I'm afraid it will damage his body and even his soul. Fortunately, with the protection of the Zixiao Divine Thunder, the energy of the blood ancestor's essence and blood cannot affect his soul."

When Hu Ling'er was hesitant for a moment, a low sound of a beast roaring out of her mouth. Shan Ximu, whose teeth were clenched, suddenly burst out with a powerful and terrifying aura. A trace of golden light could be seen shooting out through the blood-colored energy, causing the blood-colored energy to dissipate. The blood-colored runes on the surface of the body also shattered into blood light and dissipated.

"Well? Nine-turn Yuangong?" Hu Ling'er looked at Shan Ximu, whose golden light was shining and his body was slightly trembling, and she couldn't help but look surprised, and she secretly wondered in her heart: "Who taught him the cultivation method of Nine-turn Yuangong? Xiaoyue, or Brother Hua? However, this kid does have some talent to practice Nine-turn Yuangong."

Soon, Shan Ximu, who was shaking all over his body, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up with a look of surprise. His eyes flashed, and the golden light on his body converged, and the surging aura fluctuated.

"Fairy Hu?" Seeing Hu Ling'er, Shan Ximu was slightly stunned and then hurried forward to salute respectfully: "Ximu has seen the ancestor fairy, thank you for helping him!"

Hu Ling'er nodded and smiled indifferently, "Even if I don't take action, the Blood Ancestor's mere incarnation may not do anything to you. How about it, have the blood Ancestor's essence and blood power in your body been refined?"

"It's okay! I want to thank the Blood Ancestor. This time I helped me practice the magical power of protecting my body," Shan Ximu said as he clenched his fist suddenly, and there was a low explosion of air out of thin air, and the surrounding space trembled.

Seeing this, Hu Ling'er waved her jade hand slightly, which shook her head. A white icy mist poured into Shan Ximu's body.

"Senior!" Shan Ximu's expression changed, but he could not dodge at all. He couldn't help looking at Hu Ling'er in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, Shan Ximu, whose whole body trembled, felt that his flesh and blood seemed to be frozen. The cold energy swept across his body, quickly wrapped and bound a violent energy that was about to resist, and then poured out of his body.

"Huh!" Shan Ximu, who had loosened his whole body and staggered back, was still a little stiff. But his eyes couldn't help but shrink and looked at the cold mist that surged out of his body. He could see a blood-colored phantom in it. It looked like a blood-colored bat, exuding a mysterious smell.

With a faint roar, the condensed cold mist seemed to turn into a white sphere like substance, and then suddenly shattered and disintegrated into nothingness, and the blood-colored phantom inside also disappeared.

"Thank you for helping me with this disaster!" Shan Ximu, who was still scared, couldn't help but thank him respectfully.

"Let's go! Let's leave here first!" As soon as Hu Ling'er finished speaking, a mysterious space fluctuation spread to herself and Shan Ximu, and their figures disappeared into the slightly distorted space.

Shortly after the two left, the space in the temple fluctuated slightly, and a blood-colored figure appeared out of thin air. It was a mysterious man shrouded in a black robe, surrounded by blood mist, and a terrifying and powerful blood-devil aura spread out, and his aura was as good as the peak powerhouse of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

"Damn it! Who destroyed my Vampire Temple?" Looking at the broken reliefs on the walls and the corpses on the ground, the mysterious man in black robe couldn't help but grit his teeth in a panic.

Hu Ling'er had already taken Shan Ximu back to the water pavilion of the quiet mansion, so he naturally would not respond to the mysterious man in black robe.

Lianbu moved to the stone table and sat down. Hu Ling'er, who poured a cup of tea and sipped it lightly, said calmly without raising her head: "Don't be so reckless in the future. If you act impulsively, you will often lose your life. Okay, you can leave!"

"Yes! Thank you for your advice!" Shan Ximu did not dare to be negligent. He responded respectfully before he stepped down carefully.

After Shan Ximu left, Hu Ling'er, whose beautiful eyes flashed slightly, couldn't help but get up worriedly and stepped into the twisted void and left.

In Penglai, East China Sea, transparent flames filled the sea outside the island. The reef had long broken into powder. The surrounding sea water also disappeared out of thin air with a range of several feet. It seemed that an invisible energy had pressed the water surface into a hemisphere. Xiaoyue, who was covered with transparent flames, sat quietly cross-legged. Her charred body shrank in circles, like a burnt corpse, which looked like a charred corpse. It looked like a discoloration.

At this time, in the air, in addition to the anxious and worried Wangyue and the girl, Zuixianweng, Bai Yulang, Ziyang Old Taoist and some monks from the Penglai lineage also arrived, frowning one by one.

"Wangyue, don't worry! Xiaoyue has persisted for so long, which means that although the flame is powerful, it will not pose a fatal threat to him for a while. Now, he should be trying to control this flame," Bai Yulang said, "Didn't you notify the Master? The Master is on the Master Star and should be here soon."

Wangyue nodded slightly, but she still couldn't hide her worry. After all, the matter was caused by her. If something really happened to Xiaoyue, she would probably never be able to forgive herself.

Silently, Chen Hua, wearing a white robe, appeared in the void not far ahead, walking like a stepping on a staircase, looking at Xiaoyue with invisible flames burning below.

"Master!" Bai Yulang saw Chen Hua first and hurriedly saluted respectfully.

The monks from the Penglai lineage, such as the Zuixianweng, were extremely excited and knelt down respectfully in the air.

"Grandpa!" Looking up at Chen Hua's Wangyue, his beautiful eyes suddenly turned red and tears flowed down.

Seeing her like this, Chen Hua, who had no choice but to shake her head, didn't care about anything he scolded her now. Whether she was for her daughter or granddaughter, Chen Hua loved her very much, and at the same time she hoped that they could be sensible, motivated and promising. However, sometimes things in the world are always hard to be as satisfactory. Although Chen Hua was a little disappointed with Wangyue, he could only expect her to mature. This incident was also a lesson for her.

"Grandpa, please save Xiaoyue!" Seeing that Chen Hua looked at Xiaoyue without any intention of taking action, Wangyue couldn't help but be anxious.

Chen Hua was calm and composed: "Don't be anxious! Grandpa is here, so naturally he won't watch Xiaoyue be in danger of life and death. It's not the time to take action, otherwise Xiaoyue's chance will be ruined."

"Grandpa! What's the chance? If you wait any longer, Xiaoyue will not be able to hold on. Such a terrible flame may directly hurt his soul," Wangyue was so concerned that she couldn't understand the meaning of the aged words.

Bai Yulang reached out and patted Wangyue's shoulders and said, "Okay, Wangyue, Master is here, just keep your heart in your stomach! It seems that I am right that Xiaoyue is trying to conquer this flame. Once he succeeds, he will have a terrible trump card magical power. Moreover, maybe this will also become an opportunity for him to break through the Daluo realm. So, let's wait patiently."

After Bai Yulang said this, Wang Yue, who had reacted slightly, couldn't help but bit her red lips and stared at Xiaoyue tightly.

Soon, Xiaoyue, whose charred body looked like a skinny and mummy corpse, became a little weak.

"Grandpa, save Xiaoyue quickly!" Wangyue said hurriedly with a pretty face pale.

His brows frowned a little, but Chen Hua still had no intention of taking action. A faint look of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "Is it still not successful?"

Seeing this, he gritted his teeth and flew towards Xiaoyue directly.

"Looking at the moon!" Bai Yulang's face changed immediately when he saw this.

Seeing that Wangyue was about to approach Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue was so weak that she was almost undetectable that all the invisible flames on her body converged into her body. At the same time, the surrounding sea water also surged rapidly, filling the hemisphere space under her body. (To be continued...)
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