After the protagonist retired, the heroine quit

Suddenly, the red-haired man's expression became happy, the flames on his hands intensified, and he cheered immediately.

"The back is empty, there must be some treasure hidden there..."

Relying on the fire magic in their hands, the group of people from Yanghua Valley spent a lot of effort to burn a path out of a wall of ice crystals.

The ancient tree was frozen, and even the roots under its feet, covering a large area, almost all of it had frozen into a block of ice, piling up to form a huge iceberg.

If they were not so skilled in fire magic, they might not have been able to open up this path from the outside world to under the ancient tree.

The road was winding and they had to clear a path while guarding against ice wall collapse, which was quite tiring for them.

As the ice wall in front of them broke, the space in front of them suddenly became empty. It was very narrow at first, but then it became passable. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. This was their current situation.

Chapter 46: Honest Warrior

The scene before him was different from the narrow and closed one he had been looking for before. It was wide and bright. In the hollow area stood a three or four meter high ice statue.

The ice sculpture is tall, and riding on it is a strange beast that looks like a deer but not a roe deer, with a dragon head, leopard claws, crocodile shell and tortoise pattern, and a horse body and a scorpion tail. It looks ferocious. Sitting on it is a soldier dressed like an alien, wearing armor, holding a thick orange halberd, and with a square sword on his waist.

The ice sculpture looked dumbfounded. Before being frozen, it seemed that it was still waving a weapon in its hands, but it seemed that it was killed in just one encounter.

"Mighty! He is so heroic! What a great soldier..."

A disciple from Yanghua Valley praised a few times, then bravely stepped forward and knocked on the ice. His knuckles made a crisp sound when they touched the ice surface.

Lifelike, yet lifeless.

After confirming again and again that the object in front of him was dead, he put down his heart, and then his eyes turned cunningly and fell on the square, glittering sword behind the waist of the ice sculpture, which was shining with brilliance under the crystal clear ice.

Peng!

The flames burned and were about to burn towards the ice sculpture in order to melt the ice and take out the sword.

"Don't move rashly!"

At the critical moment, a big hand stretched out and grabbed the disciple's wrist. The burning flame trembled and finally slowly went out.

"Yes, senior brother." The disciple who ignited the fire responded hurriedly when he saw the person coming and withdrew the magic in his hand.

The one who intercepted him was the red-haired, brown-eyed disciple. He narrowed his eyes cautiously, a flash of fire flashed in his chaotic eyes, and he looked around:

"The secret realm is dangerous, so we'd better be careful. Although it's a dead object, it would be bad if it triggers some hidden mechanism. It may be placed here deliberately for fishing.

This ice sculpture is guarding here, looking like a gatekeeper, which is very strange. Maybe there is a treasure inside that he wants to guard... "

He looked at the area behind the ice sculpture. It was an ice curtain, but it was not completely sealed, revealing a dark corner.

It seems that they have found the right place. Behind this ice curtain should be the towering ancient tree outside.

Haha...those relics and treasures outside are nothing. You have to know about the Fengqiu Secret Realm. The most important thing is the Phoenix!

Phoenix blood, Phoenix feathers...

Any of them that are brought to the outside world are precious items and can be sold at sky-high prices.

The phoenix will never rest unless it rests on the Wutong tree. Presumably, there must be many hidden phoenixes in this ancient Wutong tree.

Of course, there are risks, but there are also great opportunities.

Facing the fire-resistant monsters outside, they had no choice...

Thinking of this, the red-haired man's eyes gradually became firm. He waved his hands, stared at the ice sculpture and shouted:

"Let's go! Go around this ice sculpture and head inside."

As soon as the words fell, snap!

The ice curtain shattered, and a white-haired woman walked out from it. Several people paused.

The woman was beautiful, with a body as white as snow, like a snow elf carved out of ice crystals. She glanced at the people from Yanghua Valley in front of her with her silver star-like eyes. The bright eyelashes in her eyes were layered with white, and they were trembling slightly like the wings of a snow-white butterfly.

…………

The flames were raging. Long Wanyan, holding Xiao Yu and Li Yunshang, dodged all the way and was not touched by the flames that were like a dog-skin plaster.

However, most of the monks who met them on the way died.

When the sharp-beaked white crane was carrying the old man passing by a mound, a shadow of fire rushed out and grabbed the old man's ankle. The white crane struggled with it, but only managed to snatch half of the old man's body away. The remaining lower limbs were burned by the flames and turned into ashes.

The white crane's wailing sounded for a long time, but it still stubbornly held on to the half-life body and flew forward.

The man sitting on the black coffin was originally fine, but he was dragged down by a disciple of the Feitian Sword Sect. He fell on the coffin, slowed down, and swept the two of them backwards.

Before the flames engulfed the place, Xiao Yu vaguely saw two dark tentacles extending from the dark coffin, dragging the man in white and the reckless Feitian Yujian Sect disciple into the coffin.

The coffin closed tightly and disappeared into the circle of fire.

The warrior holding the girl below was still holding on, still struggling to move forward, but his strides were far less than before.

The female monk in the pink flowered gauze skirt was fine, but after a long time, she became a little tired and sweated profusely. The thin gauze skirt was wet and stuck to her body, revealing her slender and exquisite waist.

She had no intention of showing off her skills, so she stopped the method that consumed a lot of spiritual energy and instead held up a strange-looking paper umbrella with flames, floating in the air with her body.

It seems to be a magical weapon treasure obtained from a secret realm.

Xiao Yu looked past Qu Rao's figure and glanced at the flaming paper umbrella. This umbrella-shaped magical weapon reminded him of a talisman umbrella in the system mall that was priced quite high, and he was tempted.

But on second thought, it wouldn't look good for a grown man like him to use a paper umbrella. It would be better for him to learn the gun style from Long Wanyan.

Suddenly, Xiao Yu felt his neck tighten. He looked down and saw that it was a bright red rope that had been wrapped around his neck like a suffocating python.

"Senior Brother Yu..."

He twisted his neck and happened to see Li Yunshang staring at him with a gloomy expression and dull eyes, looking at him with resentment.

It seemed that he was too engrossed in staring at the woman's paper umbrella magic weapon and was caught by Li Yunshang who was idle.

Xiao Yu's body froze as he was stared at. Li Yunshang's eyes rolled and fell on the woman's gauze skirt that was clinging to her body and revealed a snow-white, translucent color.

"You are flirting, huh! You are a shameless disciple of the Lily Sect. When we get there, I will take off your clothes and let me try them on. I'm sure my brother will be able to do the same... Oh!"

Li Yunshang was muttering gloomily, but suddenly her words came out blank.

The whole person unexpectedly broke away from Long Wanyan's waist and tumbled in the air. Fortunately, the red rope was still wrapped around Xiao Yu's neck. She pulled it with her hand and it swung back like Spider-Man swinging on the spider web.

"Cough cough..."

Xiao Yu's neck suddenly tightened, and at the same time, Li Yunshang's frightened voice came from the other side:

"You bastard woman, what the hell did you do just now? I almost got thrown into the fire circle!!!"

Facing Li Yunshang's anger, Long Wanyan's voice was calm and unchanged: "Be quiet. If you get mad again, I won't let you go next time. The same goes for you."

Xiao Yu knew exactly who the following words were referring to. Perhaps when Li Yunshang came back, the red rope around her neck was a deliberate plan on her part to trick Xiao Yu. Upon closer inspection, it might have something to do with the random glance he had just given the female cultivator.

Li Yunshang stopped talking, and Xiao Yu stopped looking around, and the two were completely subdued for a moment.

After all, the power of life and death of the two depends entirely on Long Wanyan's thoughts. Speaking of which, among this group of cultivators, although Long Wanyan has a family to support, she is the only burden with Xiao Yu and these two.

But along the way, his steps were steady, without any sign of fatigue, and he even had some leisure time. He punished Xiao Yu and Li Yunshang calmly, which was in sharp contrast to the previous few people. The physical bonus brought by the second dragonization was almost a geometric increase over the first dragonization.

After running, he was only slightly out of breath, and because of the commotion just now, his body inevitably paused and fell behind the man who was holding the girl.

This is not a big deal. Long Wanyan has enough energy to do it. Moreover, they have almost crossed half of the secret realm, and Xiao Yu and his group finally arrived near the area of ​​the towering ancient tree.

As soon as he approached, a biting cold current rushed out. Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows, and his transparent flying sword Yueli was bathed in this cold air, and it actually gave off a sense of blood connection and cheering.

The cold air collided with the rolling flames behind him. After just a glance, the raging flames weakened and the fire became smaller, but its speed did not decrease and it was still biting behind him.

The warrior pursed his lips, his neck was flushed red under his dark face, his pace had become slower and slower, he looked at the girl in his arms with tiger eyes, feeling anxious.

His toes dug deep into the soft scorched earth, and suddenly, his eyes focused and he saw clearly that there was a clear dividing line in the area not far away.

The ground where his fleeing group was standing was scorched earth, soft and mixed with sparks. The flames came and ignited almost instantly.

In the distance, a white light was reflected in the flickering fire, a line of brightness. It was frozen soil, containing cold air, and the degree to which it could endure burning was definitely not comparable to the scorched earth underfoot.

In other words, it is very likely to be safe once you step into that frozen area.

The warrior was gradually running out of energy. His original speed of taking ten steps at a time had dropped to only six or seven steps.

Gradually, Long Wanyan, who was originally lagging behind, began to catch up with him.

Peng!

After a scream.

As the flames grew, the fire actually became hotter.

It was probably the warrior who was traveling with him. Seeing hope within reach, he felt happy and uncomfortably released the breath of anger that was rising up in his heart.

If you slow down, you will be swallowed by the flames.

He died in front of his house, which is really laughable.

But the warrior couldn't laugh now. He was almost the same. Although the breath had not dissipated, he thought it would not be very good if he rushed to that frozen land area.

It doesn't matter if he dies here, but we must not implicate our youngest sister who was caught up in the chaos in the square and forced to come in with him.

The swelling flames licked his back, and if he made even the slightest mistake he would be swallowed by the flames. Thinking of this, the warrior's eyes turned fierce, and he bit his lips tightly until a trickle of blood came out.

"Brother..." Seeing his appearance, the girl in his arms spoke out worriedly.

The girl's delicate cry finally touched the man's heart. He grinned, revealing his bloody teeth.

If you want to kill or chop me up, just come after him alone, even if you have to ask him to pay with his life afterwards.

But...she must not die here.

So, as the girl's pupils gradually dilated, the warrior gathered his last bit of strength and threw a fist full of warrior energy at Long Wanyan on the left front side.

Peng!

Long Wanyan was aware of it and dodged to the side in advance, but at this moment, the warrior stepped deeply into the soft soil under his feet and took a big step.

A large amount of soft dust came and splashed on Long Wanyan.

Long Wanyan's body stiffened, and the attacking flames instantly engulfed Xiao Yu and the other two. While the flames were engulfing them, the warrior took a breath of true energy, and at the same time, he felt a pain in his back, as the flames burned his back.

But he also took this opportunity to exert all his strength with his feet and jumped onto the snow-white frozen ground.

After all, it was a gamble, a gamble that the fire circle would not burn the frozen soil. Otherwise, his desperate effort would trip others up and would be a joke.

Fortunately, he made the right bet. When the fire circle reached the frozen soil, it was as if it had encountered a troublesome little devil and stopped at that moment. The flames burned fiercely but could not go any further.

Although he felt guilty about framing Xiao Yu and others, he did not feel too much guilty. After all, he had seen people like Ye Feng, who was tucked around his waist, in the Shanshui Dibao. They were notorious and could not be considered good people.

However, there is always some resentment in one's heart for framing others, not to mention that it happened in front of one's youngest sister, setting a bad example.

Just when the man was thinking about it.

Teng!

A crisp sound like ice cracking came from the sky.

Ice prison!

Xiao Yu, who was originally trapped in the flames, pulled a nearly broken cube of ice and fell from the sky with Long Wanyan in a flash.

Chapter 47: Stop Fighting

Xiao Yu and his companions fell down, and the cubes of ice that were burned into ice water by the flames shattered into pieces, pouring down a layer of icy rain.

In the icy rain, a flame-colored figure fell like a bird with broken wings.

"Junior sister!" Xiao Yu stretched out his arms and steadily caught Li Yunshang who was falling.

The incident happened suddenly and no one expected that this honest and loyal man would do this. Long Wanyan was busy moving forward, her mind completely focused on the frozen ground ahead.

After being warned, Xiao Yu naturally didn't dare to look around. He just lowered his head and counted the scorched earth that was receding under his feet. Naturally, he didn't notice it at the first time.

Li Yunshang on the far left was the first to discover the clue. At the critical moment, she used Yin Hongniang's ductility to push Xiao Yu and the other person above the frozen ground, while she herself stayed where she was.

Fortunately, although Xiao Yu did not notice the man's martial arts move at the first time, Li Yunshang was right in front of him.

The flying sword flew out and created an ice prison, protecting Li Yunshang inside to prevent her from being engulfed by the flames. Then, with the help of the red rope shot by Li Yunshang, she was successfully pulled in.

This prevented her from being swallowed by flames and falling into the void like the unlucky duo who were sealed in the coffin before.