The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

A dance that can make people excited...

Is this "heat" the heat he imagined?

As a monk, there must be some deep meaning behind the words...

Offer sincerity and awaken the dormant consciousness.

Let the extinguished flame be rekindled.

Combined with what the old monk said before in Baolian Tianshi.

Could it be...

After thinking about it, Lao Ba quickly understood what the young monk wanted to express.

"I know how to do it!"

He patted his butt and stood up, "Follow me."

"Zhao Zhao, can you still walk? Do you need me to carry you?"

Xi Zhaozhao's eyes flashed with anticipation: "Is it okay?"

Lao Ba laughed: "Of course."

"Great!"

Xi Zhaozhao jumped onto Lao Ba's back and said, "I knew that Senior Brother treats me the best!"

"Seventh Brother or Eighth Brother?"

"Of course it's Eighth Senior Brother!"

"Isn't that because Senior Brother Seven is not here?"

"Hehe, there is one reason for this."

Looking at the two brothers and sisters who were talking and laughing.

Hu Yanming seemed to be lost in thought.

Without thinking too much, I immediately chose to follow quickly.

The three of them deliberately avoided the range of the monster's activities and went around in circles, returning to the place where Lao Ba first met the little monk, and which was also the second time Xi Zhaozhao and Huyan Ming met him.

If the little novice monk is the old monk of Baoliantian.

Strictly speaking, this was the second time that Lao Ba met the young monk.

what is this?

The first time is new, the second time is familiar?

"What are you doing here?"

Hu Yanming raised his hand across his brow, looked around, and said, "The temple is gone. Even if I want to ask the little bald man if I don't understand something, he's not here!"

"No, the master has helped us a lot."

Lao Ba half-knelt down, put Xi Zhaozhao down, and stared intently at the place where the strange vision had appeared before. He said seriously, "From now on, it depends on our own efforts."

"The key is, the little bald guy also said that it won't work with just the strength of just a few of us."

Hu Yanming was filled with confusion. "Although I don't want to admit it, the Black Demon Hall Master does give me a feeling of invincibility. In this situation, the best solution is to go back and get reinforcements, right?"

"There are times when human power is limited and we are outnumbered. There is really no need to fight to the death."

Lao Ba insisted: "But the reinforcements we are looking for are right here!"

"Emperor Yan?" Xi Zhaozhao asked.

At this time, she also vaguely guessed Lao Ba's intention.

The young monk had mentioned more than once before that there lived a soul here who was still obsessed with something and was wandering around the human world, reluctant to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

If my guess is correct, it should be the "Flame Emperor".

in this case.

As long as they can awaken the will of the Flame Emperor, all problems will be solved?

In the Western Heaven Region, when it comes to who is the master of playing with fire, Bailian Pavilion is the first to be mentioned.

Now that you are the overlord of a region, the flame of life never needs to be rekindled.

Except for Bailian Pavilion.

Once upon a time, there was a powerful tribe that was good at using fire and was active in the Western Heaven Region.

That is the "Nanjia Clan" that Bailian Pavilion has personally confirmed!

According to existing classical books, the Nanga tribe has long been extinct, but a natural phenomenon of ice and fire appeared here, and there was even a figure that looked like the Flame Emperor, which appeared briefly!

The Nanga people, whose songs are like flames and whose hearts are sincere...

The Nanga tribe, who once appeared but ultimately withdrew...

Sincerity, Nirvana...

It is undoubtedly the Nanga tribe!

But, what can be done to awaken the Flame Emperor?

Offer your sincere devotion to the supreme God of Fire?

Or... a dance that can warm people up?

"Don't just stand there, follow me."

Lao Ba greeted him and knelt without further explanation. He lowered his head, crossed his fingers, and clasped them in front of him, praying sincerely: "Respected Flame God, you are a great god, a god worthy of praise. I am willing to surrender to you and swear eternal loyalty to you. I beg you to grant judgment, to resist evil and temptation for your loyal believers, and to save the world!"

"Zhao Zhao, your senior brother..."

"Don't ask, I know everything!"

Hu Yanming was really embarrassed and said, "Senior, are you sure this is feasible? Are you sure the Flame God of ancient times can understand the language of later generations?"

Lao Ba's body stiffened, but he quickly recovered and forced a smile, saying, "Words are secondary. The most important thing is to let the Flame God feel our sincerity!"

"Certainly possible!"

"Stop standing there like idiots, come and pray with me."

Xi Zhaozhao and Huyan Ming knelt reluctantly on both sides of Lao Ba.

Every time Lao Ba said something, they would shout something after him.

This is the first time I have seen such a strange prayer.

"Flame God, we praise you, we sing praises to you..."

"We are with you, we are with you, we are with you..."

"You are the source of all knowledge, you are..."

“I can’t stand it!!!”

Hu Yanming stood up with a shout. Although he had been tempering his body with thunder for many years, he was still shocked by these words and got goose bumps on his skin.

What kind of crap is this?!

Inexplicably, it is also a source of knowledge...

Isn’t it disgusting!!!

"Brother, how about..."

Xi Zhaozhao was equally shocked. "Let's work out some exciting dances. If you really don't want to bother me, I'll personally ask the courtesans from the brothel to perform in turn."

"Please stop.....ugh...I really...ugh..."

She puckered up her cheeks, tilted her head back, and looked as if she had lost all hope in life.

Where did you learn these things, bro?

They all learned bad things...

"Why so many twists and turns?"

"If you ask me, it's better to be straightforward! State your intentions directly!"

Huyan Ming returned to Old Eight and knelt down.

He took out three incense sticks he had brought from the temple and lit them. Then, holding them high above his head, he shouted, "Flame God, please accept my obeisance!"

After bowing, he continued shouting, "All human beings in the world are of the same origin. Now that humanity is in trouble and the people are suffering, I beg Lord Flame God to show his divine power and kill those bastards of the Black Demon Hall!"

After saying this, Huyan Ming inserted three burning incense sticks into the ground.

Another kowtow.

After a moment, Hu Yanming kept bowing his head and asked in a low voice, "Did it succeed?"

"Well, how should I put it? Success, but not success either. Failure..."

Xi Zhaozhao had mixed feelings, "I did succeed in summoning a remarkable figure."

"Hah! I told you, it has to be me!"

"Let me see who has heard my call."

Hu Yanming raised his head proudly, and when he saw the "extraordinary person" that Xi Zhaozhao had summoned here, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Alex..."

The Black Demon Hall Master stood in mid-air, looking down at the three of them from above, and said with a faint smile, "Don't you think it's a little too late to pray for the gods' protection now?"

Just as Lao Ba was about to speak, he suddenly caught sight of Hu Yanming still kneeling stupidly on the ground. He first reached out and lifted the little fellow up, then said, "I already know who you are!"

"Oh?"

The leader of the Black Demon Hall became interested and motioned Lao Ba to continue.

"The guardian of the Lord of Greed..."

Lao Ba's eyes were serious, and he spoke clearly: "The Black Supreme—Punk Salomon!"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

The Dark Demon Hall Master suddenly burst into laughter. "As expected of you, Alex."

"Congratulations, you got it!"

"As a reward..."

He suddenly grinned, revealing a sinister smile. "I've decided to chop off your head myself, carve it into a gorgeous work of art, and place it in the highest, most conspicuous place. This way, every time I see it, I'll be reminded of my old friend, Leon Alex."

"But Alex, I admire your talent greatly. If you are willing to join me and swear eternal loyalty to the Lord, I would be happy to work with you to achieve great things!"

"Come on, my dear old friend."

The Lord of the Black Demon Hall stretched out his arms, as if to hug this old friend.

"Don't you miss the good old days?"

"Come on, Alex. A bright future is beckoning you... Join me! Embrace rebirth with me, and stride towards the new world that is yet to come!"

"From the moment you sold your soul, you were no longer my friend."

The cold night wind blew Lao Ba's robe and ruffled the hair hanging down from his forehead, but it could not hide his deep eyes that were as calm as still water.

"My friend is a dragon-slaying warrior who is fearless of life and death and dares to wield his blade against the powerful nations, not a Black Supreme who is afraid of death and would sell his soul to survive."

"You are not him, and you can never be him!"

"Dragon?" Hu Yanming quietly tugged at Xi Zhaozhao's sleeve and whispered, "The Black Demon Hall Master has also slain a dragon. How did your senior brother know that?"

"do not ask me."

Xi Zhaozhao had a blank expression on her face: "I don't know anything."

"That's a shame..."

The Black Demon Hall Master shook his head regretfully: "In that case, then I'll have to ask you to humble yourself and become one of my many works of art."

As the leader of the Black Demon Hall waved his hand, black fog suddenly surged in all directions in the west.

Pair after pair of scarlet eyes appeared in the black fog.

"A trapped beast can still fight, but I'm curious..."

There was a hint of amusement in the eyes of the Black Demon Hall Master.

Then he said in a cold tone: "When you see those you cherish fall one after another in front of you, can you still maintain the calmness you have now?"

"Alex, they don't believe me, including you... So, please experience the despair and helplessness I once felt."

The black fog dispersed.

One by one, the monsters that had been completely demonized appeared in front of the three people.

It is extremely ferocious and aggressive.

These monsters have been strengthened by the Lord of the Black Demon Hall, and their combat power is far beyond that of the common people who cannot control their greed and indulge in depravity.

Lao Ba protected Hu Yanming and Xi Zhaozhao behind him.

His eyes flashed quickly, looking for the weakest part of the monster.

The more times like this happen, the more we need to stay calm.

Even if there is no opportunity, you can still create one.

Lao Ba and Black Supreme have dealt with each other several times. Once upon a time, they even fought side by side and were partners who could completely trust each other's backs.

But that's why.

He knew very well what kind of person the Black Supreme would be after selling his soul.

There are a lot of monsters.

It seems scary, but in fact, no matter how many people come, they are just a mob.

The most important thing is the Black Supreme who is watching over everything from above.

This guy loves to torture his prey for fun.

The collection of artworks is even more numerous.

But rather than being a work of art, it would be more accurate to say that it was a trophy carved from some of the bones that the Black Supreme had taken after torturing his prey to death.

"Is this the place you mentioned where the strange phenomenon was discovered?"

"Yes, but I remember there was a temple here. Where did it go..."

Kuang Langsheng and Yun Ji were also in the monster queue.

But they are generals, and the monsters of the Black Demon Hall are pawns.

When two armies engage in battle, the soldiers go first and the general follows.

It's not time for them to take action yet.

Although, even if the two of them were combined, they would not be a match for Lao Ba...

Lao Ba was also a bit unlucky.

In order not to attract the monster's attention, he took a long detour to get here.

But there was no time to rekindle the dead flame.

He actually ran into the leader of the Black Demon Hall.

It is said that kings do not meet each other, and this time the eighth child was strangled to death in the womb.

"Zhong'er."

The Black Demon Hall Master called out softly.

The monsters stood on both sides wisely, revealing Zi Chezhong inside.

But this time.

Zi Chezhong heard the call from the Lord of the Black Demon Hall, but failed to respond immediately.

"Go, drag him."

The Dark Lord raised his chin and nodded, "If you can hold Alex back, I will protect you and complete the final ritual for you."

Zi Che Zhong remained silent.

"how."

The Dark Demon Hall Master's expression changed slightly. "Do you need me to repeat it again?"

"My son... obeys your command."

Zi Che Zhong bowed, then slowly walked forward and walked towards Lao Ba.

"The rest, come together."

The Black Demon Hall Master raised the corner of his mouth in a playful arc.

"If any of you can kill one of those two men from Alex's hands, when the Lord comes, I will personally recommend you to the Lord and grant you supreme power and status!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the monsters present became excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"I will always be loyal to my Lord!!!"

"I will always be loyal to my Lord!!!"

"I will always be loyal to my Lord!!!"

What kind of large-scale dog training scene is this?

Hu Yanming felt a little ashamed.

But he also learned some useful information from it.

It seems like there's a big guy standing behind the Black Demon Hall Master...

Zi Chezhong took the lead in launching the attack. He raised his hand and still used the poisonous insects to clear the way in front. It seemed as if endless poisonous insects gathered into a large black fog, rushing towards Lao Ba madly.

This time, Lao Ba came up and combined his body with the armor, showing his strongest side.

He released a raging fire from his palms, aided by wind magic, intending to expand the fire.

His purpose was to take advantage of the chaos to help Xi Zhaozhao and Huyan Ming break through the siege.

Fortunately, Zi Chezhong's poisonous insects also launched a large-scale attack. The moment they hit the flames, the burned poisonous insects emitted thick burnt smoke and scattered all over the scene.

It may be that Zi Che Zhong was injured too badly last time and was a little overwhelmed, or it may be that after being hit by the combined power of two swords, Lao Ba had the illusion that the "Young Master of the Black Demon" was no more than this.

During the third battle with Zi Che Zhong, Lao Ba felt that Zi Che Zhong was much weaker than the last time, not even half his strength...

Never mind, the opportunity is now and will never come again!

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best...

"Zhong'er, you disappoint me so much."

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ps: Please reply here.

The current chapter of the Western Heaven Realm is nearing its end and will probably be over in the next two or three days. There is not much left, but the plot still needs to be filled. Otherwise, it would be a pity if the Flame Emperor, who has been paved for so long, fails to make an appearance.

And some of the foreshadowings were laid a long time ago, and the author still remembers them!