Chapter 468: Lord of Flame

Tianxuan Continent has a vast and endless dark space.

This space is like the deep night sky. At a glance, darkness invades the bone marrow. It’s daunting.

This is not pure darkness. In that darkness, huge rivers of magma slowly flowed through this dark space. These magma rivers criss-cross and penetrate the darkness. Forming an extremely large and complex context.

Can ordinary people come here?

The answer is no.

This is not underground. Only the strong in the Shengxuan realm can reach this underground place by relying on their endless vitality.

Standing high and looking down, those vast magma rivers are like giant magma dragons crawling in the darkness, quiet and vast.

There is no time scale here. The landscape here is breathtaking. It is really hard to imagine who has such ability to create such an earth-shaking extraordinary view.

When you get close to those magma dragons and come to the intersection of the giant dragons, you will find that the center is not magma, but a mysterious dark space.

"Feng, I feel Lord Yan's aura in here." Ying Huanhuan said.

Since rescuing the Ancestor of the Ancient World, Ying Huanhuan and Ye Feng had been in love for a while. She came to this strange space under Ye Feng's spatial movement.

It is dark and there is no sound echo in the air force. Communication with others requires the use of mental power. The dead silence here seems to have been like this forever.

"He has set up a formation here." Ye Feng said.

These seemingly irregular magma dragons actually formed a formation with an area of ​​100,000 feet.

"He likes to study formations, and he does have this ability." Ying Huanhuan said.

The magma formation here has the power to destroy the world. Even if they are strong in the wheel mirror, when they get here, if they get caught in it, they will have to shed a layer of skin even if they don't die.

Ye Feng knew a little bit about the formation. Following the magma, after a while, I found the center of the formation.

The center of the formation is a huge magma lake thousands of feet long, and the red magma is constantly bubbling. That kind of temperature can instantly turn a strong person in the Shengxuan Realm into ashes.

At the center of the formation, there is a sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus is completely red and floats quietly on the magma. It looks as if it is cast from a red crystal. The sarcophagus had no lid and a person lay inside.

With the light emitted by the magma, you can see that it is a slender man. He had a handsome face, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was still a touch of majesty between his brows. A head of fiery red hair, burning like a flame.

"We meet again." Ying Huanhuan said.

After countless years, Ying Huanhuan saw the Flame Lord again.

Time floats quietly above the magma lake. Although it is not big, there are traces of extremely light fluctuations emanating from it. Supports the operation of the magma formation.

"He is suppressing a strange demon king." Ying Huanhuan said.

"It's useless. The majestic Flame Lord can't defeat the Strange Demon King." Ye Feng said disdainfully.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the energy in the surrounding magma quickly gathered towards the Flame Lord.

As the formation was broken, extremely cold black air continued to emerge from under the sarcophagus. The air was freezing and biting.

Flame Lord, who was lying in the sarcophagus, opened his eyes. There were flames dancing in the pupils: "Bing'er?"

"Senior brother, my name is Ying Huanhuan in this life." Ying Huanhuan said.

"You are Bing'er in my eyes. Bing'er, why did you wake me up?" Yan Clan asked.

"I woke you up." Ye Feng said.

"Are you a pig?" Yanzhu yelled, "Do you know you are in trouble?"

"Jie Jie Jie, I finally came out."

Black mist emerged from the sarcophagus.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and a wave appeared out of thin air, turning Master Yan into a drowned rat.

"What are you doing?" Flame Lord scolded.

"Being mean to me makes you sober."

"You're mentally ill! I said you got into trouble. Could it be that I was wrong?" Lord Yan's anger did not diminish and he scolded Ye Feng again.

"It seems you still need to wake up." Ye Feng waved his hand, and the power of space enveloped the Flame Lord.

Buzz

There was a ripple in the space, and the Flame Lord disappeared. In an instant, he appeared on the sea in the Chaotic Demon Sea, thousands of miles away.

"Boom!"

Flame Lord's hands were bound by substantial space ropes. It fell heavily from the sky into the sea.

"Space shifting...did he obtain the space ancestral talisman?"

Lord Yan was shocked.

"Oh!"

Flame Lord wanted to break free from the shackles of the space lock. The seawater was evaporated by the blazing high temperature, but he still could not break free from the shackles of the space lock. Not only did he fail to break free from the shackles of the space lock, but he was pulled by a strange force and continued to fall towards the seabed at the bottom of the sea.

"Grrrrrr!"

The surging firepower around the Flame Lord continuously evaporates the seawater, evaporating the seawater into a vacuum zone. Even so, he was still dragged into the bottomless and dim trench by the mysterious power.

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"Feng, what did you do to him?" Ying Huanhuan asked.

"Are you feeling distressed?" Ye Feng asked.

The Flame Lord was pursuing the Ice Lord in his previous life. But he has never captured the heart of the Ice Lord.

"No, after all, he was my senior brother in the previous life. Moreover, he paid a high price to protect Tianxuan Continent." Ying Huanhuan was afraid that Ye Feng would punish the Flame Lord, so she anxiously interceded for the Flame Lord.

"Don't worry, I'm just trying to sober him up. He'll be free again in a month." Ye Feng said.

"Hey, who are you?"

The voice of the Demon King came from the black mist.

The Lord of Flame is one of the eight ancient masters, and he is very powerful. In his previous life, he suppressed a Demon King with his cultivation.

Ye Feng easily defeated the Lord of Flame with his gestures, which made the Demon King very afraid.

Ye Feng stared at the black mist and said, "I don't know why, but he makes me restless."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and the colorful emperor flame spread out. It quickly wrapped the black mist.

"Ah?"

"What are you doing?"

"Did you let me out just to kill me?"

The Demon King screamed. He couldn't believe that Ye Feng had just saved him and was going to kill him now.

"Save you?... You think too much." Ye Feng increased the delivery of the colorful emperor flame. Half a minute later, the Demon King was silent. Three minutes later, the Demon King, like the Demon King suppressed by the Great Desolate Monument, was tempered into a black bead by Ye Feng.

"What an evil aura." Ying Huanhuan frowned slightly. With just one glance, she felt an aura that made her very uncomfortable.

"Who are we going to save next?" Ye Feng asked.

"Can it be the Devouring Lord?" Ying Huanhuan asked weakly.

The Devouring Lord is the only one of the Eight Lords of the Ancients who has fallen. With his own ability, he allowed the Ice Lord to be reincarnated. As the reincarnation of the Ice Lord, Ying Huanhuan feels guilty about the Devouring Lord. She hopes that Ye Feng can revive the Devouring Ancestor, but she is afraid that Ye Feng will refuse.