I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

"Fuck! What does that mean?!"

Mingchuan was furious.

"I wonder where you can hide!" Mingchuan sneered, took a step forward to catch up, and opened the palm shield again!

But the flame was incredibly agile. When he jumped to the left, it jumped to the right!

He gathered his strength and grabbed it hard, and it suddenly rose up, circled at the top of the tunnel, and deliberately scattered a few sparks, burning Mingchuan's neck!

"what!!"

"Have you had enough fun?" Mingchuan was irritated, and the fire spirit in his body suddenly surged.

He waved his arms, and countless red fire lines burst out from his palms, interweaving into an impenetrable fire net in the air, covering the flames!

If Su Hao and Luo Yang outside saw this fire net, they would be extremely shocked.

Mingchuan's lips curled up into a smug smile. "Let's see where you can run this time!"

The fire net tightened rapidly, and the flames seemed to panic, rushing left and right in the net but still unable to break through.

Mingchuan approached step by step, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to pinch it through the fire net...

Just as the fingertips were about to touch the flame, the surrounding scene suddenly spun around!

The pitch-black corridor disappeared, replaced by an endless magma purgatory.

The boiling molten lava was surging under my feet, emitting sizzling bubbles, and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of sulfur.

Mingchuan looked down and found that his feet had sunk into the boiling magma, and his skin and flesh seemed to be burning and melting inch by inch!

"what--!"

Severe pain exploded throughout his limbs and bones, a hundred times more intense than the pain from being burned by the flames just now.

He wanted to struggle, but found that his body seemed to be tied up by invisible chains. He could only watch as the magma flowed over his knees, waist and abdomen. Even the blood dragon in his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be suppressed by this illusion, and the gentle protective shield actually showed some cracks.

"Is this...an illusion?"

Mingchuan gritted his teeth, his consciousness shaky in the severe pain, but the magma in front of him was so real that he could even clearly smell the burnt smell of his skin.

He knew he couldn't fall, but the pain that penetrated his bones was slowly eating away at his sanity...

The burning sensation of the magma almost refined Mingchuan's soul. He watched his flesh peel off in the boiling magma, revealing his white bones.

The white bones cracked inch by inch under the high temperature, and eventually turned into wisps of charred ashes that drifted away with the heat wave.

"Is this... the end?"

My consciousness seemed to have sunk into a bottomless ice cave, and the desire to survive gradually disintegrated in the extreme pain.

He even felt that rather than endure this endless torture, it would be more satisfying to completely dissipate it...

Just when his consciousness was about to completely sink, a voice as steady as a bell suddenly exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Wake up!"

It's a blood dragon!

Along with the sound, a gentle force far more powerful than before suddenly erupted, like a sharp sword piercing through the confines of the magma illusion.

Mingchuan trembled all over, and the burning pain that penetrated deep into his bones instantly subsided, and his scattered consciousness suddenly returned.

"Illusion... all of this is fake!"

He gritted his teeth, a strong desire to survive flashing in his eyes.

The Blood Dragon's voice rang out again, with a hint of urgency: "Use the Nine Dragon Sword quickly to cut through the illusion! This is the calamity of the heart fire, which cannot be broken by external forces. You must use your own sword heart to fight it!"

Mingchuan did not dare to delay. He forced himself to support his weak body and suddenly raised his hand to press against his eyebrows.

In an instant, golden light flashed, and the Nine Dragon Sword flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness with a buzzing sound and fell steadily into his hands.

The nine dragon patterns on the sword seemed to come alive, tumbling and moving in the flames!

"Nine Dragon Sword, break it for me!"

He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, sword techniques flashed through his mind rapidly, and all the remaining spiritual energy in his body was poured into it.

The Nine Dragon Sword suddenly burst out with brilliant golden light, and an unparalleled sharp sword energy shot up into the sky, with the determination to cut off all illusions, and fiercely slashed towards the magma purgatory in front of it!

"Shoot-"

As if the sound of glass breaking was heard, the boundless magma illusion was like a torn canvas, shattering and dissipating in an instant.

The scene before my eyes turned back into a pitch-black corridor, with the naughty little flame still fluttering in the fire net.

But at this moment its light seemed to dim a little, and there was a hint of fear in its eyes when it looked at Mingchuan.

Mingchuan leaned on the Nine Dragon Sword, breathing heavily, his back soaked with cold sweat, but his eyes were burning with even stronger fighting spirit.

"Little thing, let's see where you can run now!"

He happily carried the Nine Dragon Sword and walked towards the small flame step by step.

But he didn't expect that the moment his hand just touched the top of the flame, he actually heard the voice of this little thing!

"Damn it! How dare you control me! I'm warning you, even if you get my body, you can't get my heart! I'll find ways to kill you!"

Mingchuan was stunned at first, but then he quickly realized that it was the little thing in front of him that was talking.

He smiled.

"You're amazing! You're so strong, yet you still speak in a baby voice. Are you an adult?"

"But it doesn't matter. What do I need your heart for? I just want your body."

Mingchuan's teasing voice made the little flame very angry. It roared at Mingchuan again: "Bah! You despicable villain, if you didn't have a strong person helping you, how could you have gotten me so easily?!"

"You're cheating! If you have the guts, come and challenge me squarely!"

Mingchuan was in high spirits, watching the small flame jumping up and down in frustration, his mouth grinning from ear to ear.

"Your little trick is quite interesting. I can make the strong work for me, to help and protect me. That's naturally because I have the power of the strong. I have this strength. So, this is also part of my strength. I am fighting you in an upright manner."

"It's just that you're not convinced."

When Mingchuan said this, he looked at the small flame in front of him and wanted to continue bickering with him, but his eyes suddenly became very sinister and ferocious.

The little flame was a little frightened by his gaze and shrank back cowardly: "You, you, you...what do you want to do?"

Mingchuan grinned and said, "Aren't you unwilling to be accepted by me, little thing? In that case..."

Mingchuan was playing with the Nine Dragon Sword in his hand. He turned the Nine Dragon Sword in his hand and made a sword flower, smiling very proudly.

But the next second, his expression suddenly changed in front of the frightened look in Little Flame's eyes.

"Either you submit to me, or I'll kill you right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he actually recited the Nine Dragon Sword Technique and was about to chop down the small flame!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The little flame screamed under Mingchuan's Nine Dragon Sword, and his body jumped up and down wildly.

"Don't cut me, don't cut me. I obey you. Isn't it enough for me to obey you?!"

Just when Mingchuan hadn't reacted, this cowardly little thing actually drilled into his body with a whoosh!

Mingchuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly felt a surge of strength in his body...