Unlike the storm masterpieces in Hengyang City, there is no wind or rain in the secret realm, but the situation at this moment is more intense and exciting than any storm.

When Yun Luo rushed out of the courtyard to the east, he happened to see Zheng Nianxi running hard behind the main hall. He pulled it into his arms and hugged her and disappeared into the building of the main hall in an instant.

Shi Sheng and Qi Ziyi rushed towards the west where the signal fireworks rose. After finding that there was no one, they realized that they had fallen into the trap.

Fortunately, Zheng Nianxi was smart and understood the meaning of Yunluo asking her to sound the signal fireworks on the spot.

The two of them did not hesitate and turned around and chased towards the main hall.

When passing by the main hall, the two saw Zheng Xichao sitting cross-legged at the foot of Zhurong statue with their eyes closed. A disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths and rushed into the back of the main hall.

In the direction of the main hall, there are three levels of land. The first thing to be hit is the main hall. Behind the main hall is a small hill with pavilions on the mountain. On the back of the mountain is the only place with water in this secret realm.

If it could be called water.

Yun Luo stood with a sad expression, watching Shi Sheng and Qi Ziyi approaching quickly.

Zheng Nianxi stood behind him, holding a fiery red gown in his hand, his face flushed.

Behind the two of them was the magma that had been boiling for thousands of years, bright red and hot steam was steaming.

Shi Sheng said coldly: "It's just that you die early and die late, where can you escape?"

For Shi Sheng, Yun Luo was his nightmare. He cut him off from the high clouds and experienced the most miserable period of his life. That's why he chose to join forces with Qi Ziyi despite his pride and wanted to kill Yun Luo completely.

As for Qi Ziyi, his performance is very intriguing. He said he didn't want to do so. Yun Luo had no grudges with him, but he seemed to be determined to kill Yun Luo with Shi Sheng.

Feel like a shit-smuggling stick?

After Yun Luo smiled bitterly, he gritted his teeth and said, "I have a choice."

Qi Ziyi chuckled, "Go and ask for help from that unfaithful person who has obtained the inheritance?"

The two of them were actually not worried about this. There was no inheritance that could make an ordinary young man become a great monk in an instant. At most, the young man had some life-saving methods or one-hit power passed down by Zhu Rong's phantom.

Yunluo said calmly: "I can choose not to die in your hands!"

After saying that, he turned around and picked up his long gown from Zheng Nianxi's hand and wrapped the two of them quickly, jumping into the magma pool.

Shi Sheng and Qi Ziyi couldn't stop him. They looked at a red drop towards the magma pool, stunned and were shocked by Yun Luo's determination.

Yun Luo looked down at Zheng Nianxi in his arms and said softly: "Are you afraid?"

The hair was slightly curled up under the scorching heat. When the shadow of death was completely overwhelmed by him, Zheng Nianxi gently pressed his head to Yun Luo's chest, heard his powerful heartbeat, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

With a "bang", the two fell into the magma and disappeared.

Qi Ziyi murmured: "Who is this sacred?"

Shi Sheng glanced at him, turned around and walked away, "He is Yunluo."

The imperial edict that spread throughout the country immediately emerged in Qi Ziyi's mind. The promise of capturing this person alive and being crowned king is almost everyone in the dynasty.

He looked at the magma pool that was boiling again and there was no trace of the two of them, and it seemed that a crown also melted into it.

Sigh gently, turned around and left.

It seemed that without Yun Luo, the alliance between the two naturally collapsed.

In the heavenly court, the immortals exclaimed in surprise, which was the scene where Yun Luo brought Zheng Nianxi to the magma just now.

Some immortals looked at Jing Yuheng with a little teasing look. One died more than ten years ago, but now another one died?

He also breathed a sigh of relief in secret. Judging from the previous performance of one-to-two, if this young man could grow up, he would probably be Jing Yuheng again, so he would have died earlier.

More careful, thinking about the strange sword when the boy escaped, he looked at Jing Yuheng suspiciously. Could it be that this killer had any tricks that had not been used?

Jing Yuheng looked at the hidden gazes and snorted coldly.

There was a brave immortal who looked at the silent Fire God and snorted, "Let you show off in the heavenly court, your successor is already cold!"

As long as someone dares to speak, there are many people who dare to agree.

Immediately there was another voice laughing and saying, "I'm afraid it won't be cold, it's hot."

A burst of laughter rang out, and the venue was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Jing Yuheng looked at some thoughtful or calm immortals around him, glanced at the few who were laughing and complacent. He sighed, "Fortunately, there are not all idiots like you, there are so many sensible fellows, and powerful immortals like the God of Fire. Otherwise, I would have doubted what I have ascended to do."

The immortals who were not dealing with Jing Yuheng sneered, "The stubborn duck is stubborn, no matter how calm you pretend, you can't change the facts."

Jing Yuheng stretched out his finger and scared those people to retreat. Why, you dare to kill people in front of the Fire God? Oh no, can you kill the immortals?

"You guys, if you weren't born at a good time when the Heavenly Emperor Fire God and other powerful celestial immortals opened up the heavenly court, you wouldn't be worthy of standing on the heavenly court with this stupidity."

"You!" After saying this, the people's faces turned red.

Jing Yuheng snorted coldly, "What are you? What are you? What are you? You must admit your mistakes when you make mistakes, and you must stand at attention when you are beaten!"

An immortal couldn't help it, "Jing Yuheng! You rely on your high sword skills and strong sword intent, and you are too rude, especially in front of the God of Fire. If you don't say a word or two today, I will never end up with you!"

Jing Yuheng's face looked strange and actually looked at the people with a smile, "You are shouting at the Fire God, don't you know that Fire God has another god position?"

The people in the field were awakened by a word, and the immortals then reacted and looked at the God of Fire.

It’s not that everyone is ignorant, but that the fate of the Fire God is too bizarre and that these two gods are completely incompatible, so I never think of this at all on weekdays.

Zhurong made great contributions and was founded in Hengshan. Because Hengshan is located in the south, the south belongs to fire. Zhurong is also very good at using fire. Because of fire, he became the God of Fire. Because the root of fire is in water, Zhurong also led to the responsibility of the God of the South China Sea.

Therefore, there is a world in this world:

Vulcan Zhurong;

Zhurong, the God of Water in the South China Sea.

An immortal over there was still not giving up, "Even if the Fire God has the position of the Water God, your inheritance disciple will die in this magma pool."

Jing Yuheng glanced at him, and was too lazy to deal with such a fool.

A true immortal who came with him suddenly thought of something, and his voice trembled a little. He looked at Zhu Rong, "Huang Shen, could this magma pool be the bottom of your magma pool where your South China Sea Water God's God's inheritance?"

Zhu Rong had red hair flying, his expression was calm, and he didn't raise his head. He just stared silently into the secret realm and said softly, "Yes."

The true immortals who had just spoken and mocked Jing Yuheng's faces turned pale in an instant.

Another person in the field asked, "God of Fire, remember that the immortal character of the South China Sea water god has not been taken away yet?"

When Zhu Rong calmly answered again, "Yes."

The field suddenly boiled, and a buzzing conversation sounded.

Some people looked at Jing Yuheng with fear, and seemed to remember the fear that was randomly dominated by Jing Yuheng over the long years.

Jing Yuheng laughed and bowed deeply to Zhu Rong, "God of Fire, Yuheng retired."

Zhu Rong nodded at him.

When Jing Yuheng passed by those people, he said coldly, "Remember, the sword cultivator is straightforward, not without brains."

Leaving away with the longevity.

Zhu Rong looked at Jing Yuheng's figure and remained silent for a long time. He would not think that Jing Yuheng, who has always been noble and simple, just came here to show off his power, quarrel with a group of hostile immortals, and even offend him.

The joints in this are worth considering.

Only fools will think that there is peace in this heaven.

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong looked up slightly and looked at the real immortals who had just had a conflict with Jing Yuheng. Could these be really fools, right?

He shook his head speechlessly and continued to lower his head and observe the mountains and rivers.

Zheng Nianxi's heart kept beating fast, and she heard another person's powerful heartbeat sound in her ears. She closed her eyes, as if she wanted to be united with him.

Feeling the increasingly overwhelming heat wave, she had changed from hot to baking. She thought to herself that it seemed good to die with him like this.

The girl’s thoughts are so charming. Sometimes, thousands of mountains and rivers cannot resist a slight glance. A thought in her heart will be like crazy grass to welcome the imagined spring.

Yun Luo naturally didn't know that the girl in her arms still had some thoughts about what she had. He was just nervous, Brother Xiao, don't lie to me.

If Xiao Yu told him that you jumped into the magma pool after you went in, you would believe it unless Yun Luo was a fool.

But the previous series of things proved what Xiao Yu said correctly. Zheng Xichao really took the inheritance, and Zheng Nianxi really found Huo Huanyi. What's more, the pursuit of Qi Ziyi from Shi Sheng made Yun Luo be willing to gamble this, and he had to gamble this.

When the two of them fell into the magma pool wrapped in fire clothes, and in a burst of burning, Yun Luo's eyes turned black and before he lost consciousness, his last thought was, Xiao Yu, your uncle!

I don’t know how long it took, but when Yunluo woke up slowly, Zheng Nianxi was still sleeping peacefully in his arms. The current image of the two was like a couple who were so close to each other wrapped in quilts on the bed and hugged each other.

Yun Luo silently said in his heart, Miss Lu, I have no other thoughts on matters.

Thinking of this, the delicate body opposite seemed to be more delicate. Yun Luo was so scared that he quickly pulled the fire clothes on his body and stood up.

He first touched the place where he felt the burn before, but strangely there was no scar at all. Even the injuries he had suffered from Shi Sheng and Qi Ziyi had recovered as usual.

He looked around curiously, with lush trees and strong spiritual energy. There was a vast white mist in front of him, and a large building behind him.

Just as she was about to look at it carefully, Zheng Nianxi slowly woke up. She looked around in panic. When she found Yun Luo's figure, she breathed a sigh of relief, got up and picked up the fire and washed clothes, and smiled and shouted, "Brother Ling."

The sound is soft and the eyebrows are curved.

Yun Luo's heart trembled, and he felt a little bad, and he smiled and said, "Are you awake?"

Zheng Nianxi nodded and looked around, "Where are we?"

Yun Luo raised his head and looked at the two of them, "There is a archway here."
To be continued...