Zheng Xiyao and others went deep into the jungle and found the burnt corpses of animals everywhere.
The fire that spread all over the sky was uncontrollable and even had a tendency to spread to surrounding villages.
Zheng Xiyao picked up the bones of animals burned by the flames, "This is no ordinary fire, it has obvious spiritual energy."
Li Yuan put his hands together and pinched, and a half-foot tall water mirror appeared in front of everyone.
"Is this a mirror of the past?" Liu Jingting exclaimed, "A mirror of the past that can be viewed?"
This technique is the most difficult one in the immortal sect. This technique not only requires extremely high cultivation, but also requires the caster's firm belief not to be shaken by the desires in his heart.
"No way, he looks young, how could it be?" Mo Jiang obviously didn't believe it.
Zheng Xiyao proudly held up her chest and patted Li Yuan on the shoulder: "Of course, my junior brother is the most powerful. He is the youngest and most talented disciple in the history of our sect."
After that, the other two people looked at Li Yuan with different eyes, showing more respect.
Of course, Zheng Xiyao would not reveal Li Yuan's identity as the only dragon on Dongxuan Road.
At this moment, Li Yuan had a smile on his face, and his brows and eyes were full of joy after being praised by Zheng Xiyao.
At this time, a huge red bird appeared in the mirror, with blue feathers and red markings. Strangely, this bird only had one foot.
"Isn't this what I thought?" Mo Jiang muttered to himself in disbelief.
"Bifang." Liu Jingting murmured.
Li Yuan was puzzled, "Bifang, what is that?"
"Bifang is an ancient divine bird. Wherever it goes, it is a sea of fire." Zheng Xiyao embraced Li Yuan with a solemn expression and slowly explained.
At this moment, everyone felt very heavy. After all, they were only teenagers. Although they were all so-called elite geniuses from the Xianmen family, their cultivation level had not even reached the realm of Nascent Soul. It would undoubtedly be difficult to defeat an ancient divine bird. seek death.
Several people looked at each other, and the idea of leaving here immediately emerged in their hearts, but the young man's pride did not allow them to bring it up first. When several people were in a stalemate, Li Yuan pointed in the mirror and asked, "What is this?"
An ancient black sword half as tall as a man appeared in the mirror, standing in the middle of the forest. Only here there were no signs of being burned. Bi Fang birds hover over the sword from time to time.
"Is it guarding this sword?" Zheng Xiyao asked hesitantly.
Mo Jiang asked: "Then it appears here?"
"Yes, we'd better inform the sect about this kind of thing and let the master and the others solve it." Zheng Xiyao said rationally. This is the safest way at present. "Junior brother, you go inform the sect and we will observe here to see if there is any problem." accidents."
"Junior brother?" Zheng Xiyao didn't hear the response. When she turned around, she found that Li Yuan had left at some point.
"Junior brother?!"
"Over there" Liu Jingting pointed at the figure who had walked deep into the forest and shouted.
"How did he get there?" Mo Jiang stared at the fierce fire around him. The flames seemed unable to get close to Li Yuan's body and all avoided him.
Zheng Xiyao knew that this was because Li Yuan was a dragon, so he was naturally not afraid of fire. He was the nemesis of fire. But she was still a little worried. After all, Li Yuan's cultivation was the weakest among them at the moment. What if something unexpected happened?
With this thought in mind, she gritted her teeth and said to the two people behind her: "You call for help, and I'll go find him." Then she rushed into the sea of fire without looking back.
She pinched a blister and used waterbending to cover herself in water. However, the fire was too strong, and her spells could not withstand the flames of the ancient Bifang Bird. The burning pain disrupted Zheng Xiyao's spellcasting, and the barrier was damaged, leaving Zheng Xiyao completely exposed to the flames.
It’s over! Zheng Xiyao only had these two words in her mind.
In this world, she was burned to death.
[System, system. 】
[Host, don’t worry, your personality does not allow you to die so early. 】
[…Should I be grateful? 】
【look. 】The system indicated that there is still hope for this matter.
"Junior sister Zheng, are you okay?" Zheng Xiyao heard Liu Jingting's voice in a daze. When she opened her eyes, she found Liu Jingting holding her and looking at her worriedly.
Mo Jiang closed his eyes and cast a spell. They were now in a huge fireball, relying on the fireball to cross the sea of fire.
This is?
"This is one of Xuanqing Palace's techniques. It was originally only used for attack. Unexpectedly, Mo Jiang improved it and turned it into the strongest defensive technique."
She looked at the young man in red who was casting a spell, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. He was indeed the young master of Xuanqing Palace, with extraordinary talent.
"Why, are you fascinated by my heroic appearance?" Although the young man had a serious face, his words were carefree.
Zheng Xiyao said silently: I take back what I just said.
This technique was indeed effective, and they successfully passed through the flame wall and reached the center of the forest.
Mo Jiang withdrew his spell, Zheng Xiyao searched around and saw Li Yuan lying on the ground at a glance. Zheng Xiyao hurriedly ran over and picked up Li Yuan.
Li Yuan's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood. It seemed that he had suffered internal injuries.
"Li Yuan, Li Yuan!"
Li Yuan woke up slowly at the sound of her call and said weakly: "Senior sister, I..."
"Don't talk. I know you will be fine. Senior Sister will definitely save you." Zheng Xiyao interrupted him and hugged the injured boy tightly, completely unaware of the strange looks of the two people beside him.
"No, senior sister, you are making me breathless." Li Yuan said intermittently.
Hearing this, Zheng Xiyao let Li Yuan go with some embarrassment.
"hehe."
Zheng Xiyao glared at Mo Jiang who laughed out loud.
"Junior Brother Li, how are you now?" Liu Jingting asked with concern.
"I'm fine, I was just injured by the spiritual power of this sword." Li Yuan said as he lifted up the ancient sword beside him.
The ancient sword trembled, as if it didn't like being displayed, but because of its owner, it had to obey.
"You got it?"
"Sister, this sword is mine. With it, I can protect you in the future." Li Yuan said happily.
Zheng Xiyao was a little worried. This sword looked extraordinary, and even the viciousness emanating from it made her feel a little hesitant. Is this really the hero's magic weapon "Tianque"?
[No, host. This is not the hero's sword. 】
【What should I do? He's already got it. 】
[Host, the sword has not yet recognized its owner. You still have time. 】
This is really a problem for her.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother Li received the sword." Liu Jingting held his hands in congratulations.
Li Yuan smiled and nodded.
"Oh, for his broken sword, we almost died in the fire." Mo Jiang muttered.
"Mojiang." Liu Jingting said in a deep voice.
Li Yuan looked solemn, grabbing Zheng Xiyao's sleeve and checking it up and down.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Zheng Xiyao comforted.
"Come on, if it weren't for us, you would probably be the first to die in this sea of fire." Then Mo Jiang recounted their experience of entering here.
Li Yuan lowered his head and looked at Zheng Xiyao's burned hands, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
(End of chapter)
