Ye Ling's aura indeed began to rise rapidly.

The golden-red flame spread rapidly, and a sea of ​​fire formed ten meters around her.

Emperor Futian narrowed his eyes and sneered: "But the yellow-haired girl actually dared to hit the high-five!"

Emperor Lingxiao asked back: "What's wrong?"

Cultivation is related to the age of practice, but it is also related to the experience of practice. Some people have been practicing for thousands of years and spent most of their time in seclusion and practiced hard, while others have been practicing for a hundred years, but they have been wandering between life and death at all times.

Ye Ling is the latter, so if she was about to hit the high ground at this moment, Emperor Lingxiao would not be surprised.

Emperor Futian raised his hand, and silver-purple thunder flashed in his hand.

He curled his lips and looked at Emperor Lingxiao: "You said, what would happen to her if my attack fell on her head?"

"Although you have the same cultivation level as me, it is impossible to completely stop me. Unless you can kill me, I will always find an opportunity. After all, it is impossible to hit the high ground without ten days and half a month."

What Emperor Futian said is indeed the truth. It took too long to hit the brim. If he was really interested, he would always find a chance to attack Ye Ling.

But since he said so, he had something to ask for. Emperor Lingxiao lowered his face and said, "What do you want?"

Emperor Futian said, "You want to protect her, yes, give up the wordless book and the jade seal, I can promise you not to hinder her."

Emperor Lingxiao laughed instead of anger: "You look down on yourself too much."

"I don't think of myself, I don't think of her." Emperor Futian said, "She is your disciple's lover, and her qualifications are extraordinary. Growing up is definitely not a thing in the pool. You can decide whether to choose her or to choose the treasure outside the sky."

After hearing this, several other emperors also looked at Emperor Lingxiao.

Qin Siyu frowned. Although he believed in Emperor Lingxiao, he didn't know what Emperor Lingxiao would choose when facing such a situation.

Emperor Lingxiao was silent for a moment: "You can't give these two treasures to you."

Emperor Futian looked like this indeed, and the lightning in his hand blasted directly at Ye Ling: "Then don't blame me for not holding back."

Emperor Lingxiao jumped up, and the spiritual power in his hand turned into a hurricane, blowing away thunder and lightning.

"I can't give you the treasure, but I won't let you hurt her." The vast power rose from behind Emperor Lingxiao.

Emperor Futian said: "Can you stop it for a while, but can you stop it for a lifetime?"

The two emperors took all their strength, and the weather changed in an instant.

Qin Siyu immediately flashed to the sea of ​​fire and protected Ye Ling behind him.

There must be no one to disturb the rushing to the high-fives. Yuanzhou gritted his teeth and finally set his sight on Emperor Mo Yu.

His voice passed through the barrier and rang in the ears of Emperor Mo Yu: "You promised her to do three things for the God-Following Clan back then, do you recognize it now?"

Emperor Mo Yu did not expect that a proud and arrogant person like Yuanzhou would turn to him for help. He silently glanced at Ye Ling in the sea of ​​fire and nodded, "Yes."

The last word fell, and his figure disappeared from the spot, barely landed on the sea of ​​fire, waving his sleeves to block the aftermath of Emperor Futian's attack.

Qin Siyu breathed a sigh of relief. Emperor Lingxiao and Emperor Futian fought, and the entire sea area was shaken. He wanted to block the vibration force and block the Emperor Futian's sneak attacks from time to time. It was really hard for him to clone him.

So he said to Emperor Mo Yu in a sincere way: "Thank you."

Emperor Mo Yu glanced over Qin Siyu inexplicably: "Don't thank me."

Emperor Futian looked ugly: "Mo Yu, what do you mean?"

Mo Yu said: "It is entrusted by my old friend, so I can't let you do it today."

Emperor Futian really didn't expect that Mo Yu, who doesn't care about anything on weekdays, would help Ye Ling.

"Very good!" he said coldly, "I don't believe it anymore. You two can really protect her!"

Ye Ling didn't know what was happening outside the sea of ​​fire.

Her whole body was filled with the true fire of her natal body. Apart from the golden and red flames, she could no longer see anything else.

Fire, fire is everywhere.

Countless memories surged into her heart with these flames.

She stepped on Kunlun, and under the night, the mountains covered with snow that were crawling on the ground, suddenly lit up a golden red ray, like sparks, and soon the flame illuminated the entire sky.

The ice and snow melt and the rocks collapse.

There seemed to be a sea of ​​fire spreading under her feet. Every time she took a step, the flames rushed upwards.

Gradually, Ye Ling forgot where he was, and even more so that he was still rushing to the high ground in the Sea of ​​Emperors.

She walked all over Kunlun, watching the snow turn into nothingness, the mountains turn into sea of ​​fire, and the night is as bright as the sun.

This is the power of flames.

Ye Ling exclaimed in his heart.

The pure golden red with almost no impurities is like the sunlight picked from the sun, or the phoenix tail feathers passing through the sky, and even more like the lights lit by thousands of families.

Warm, sharp, upright, tough and tough.

This is her flame.

Her parents and Aunt Shu's faces flashed through her mind, as well as Old Man You, Xi Zimo, An He, Zong Ming... All the people who helped her and were kind to her seemed to be coming from the flames one by one.

Ye Ling reached out her hand, but she found nothing. She suddenly felt melancholy in her heart, but she felt strangely relieved.

It is precisely because of these people that she has never lost her direction.

The warmth of the flame in her hand reached her heart through her palms, just like the smile her parents showed at her in her memory.

The flames in front of him suddenly became dangerous as these people disappeared, like hunting beasts, sharp and sharp, screams, begging for mercy and moans sounded in Ye Ling's ears.

An unfamiliar face suddenly roared and rushed out of the flames, but Ye Ling still remembered that this was the first person she killed, Qi Yuancheng.

Ye Ling sighed softly, but his eyes became sharp.

She had many people who died under her sword along the way, but she did not regret it because she had never killed someone who should not have killed, nor had she ever taken the life of someone who should not have died.

Many faces appeared and disappeared in the sea of ​​fire. Ye Ling waved his long sleeves, and these hideous faces disappeared into the golden and red flames one by one.

They could not mess up her heart before, nor could they mess up now.

Kunlun gradually disappeared, and only a sinkhole was left on the ground. The coffin in the pit was shrouded in a strange green light. One person after another pushed the coffin away and walked out of it.

The strange clear light, the mysterious thousands of mountains, the people of Tiancang hidden in the dark, these shadows are like flames, and the other side of Ye Ling's shadow along the way is like a gangrene that has been attached to the bones.

The plots she had suffered, the difficulties she had encountered, and the dangers she encountered were mostly because of these people.

Qingguang was her senior brother, Qianshan was her master, Tiancang people had always watched her, and there were many enemies, who were her disaster, but in the end they became obstacles she had overcome.

Ye Ling never realized so clearly that without them, she would not have been today.

The upright flames suddenly dispelled the haze in her heart and also dispelled the miserable green light in the deep pit.

The great aura rippled between Ye Ling's chest, and the world changed instantly.

The ink-like blackness flowed in front of Ye Ling's eyes. She had never seen such a deep darkness.

It seems like day will never come again.

Ye Ling was lost in the darkness step by step.

But she was not confused or confused, nor was she afraid or panic in her heart.

Gradually, a faint flame lit up on her fingertips.

The flame could not dispel the darkness at all, and even her palm could not illuminate it.

It's too weak.

But it is tough as the cold plums pressed on the branches by snow frost in winter, or the green pinees stretching out from the cliff.

It never went out.

Through this faint fluorescence, Ye Ling seemed to see her struggle after entering the world of immortal cultivation and her wandering on the edge of life and death again and again.

This flame is her.

She was too small, so small that the darkness in front of her could immediately drown her and devour her, but she was not afraid at all.

The flames rushed upwards, and the darkness under his feet was finally illuminated. Ye Ling walked forward step by step with the golden red in his hand.

She didn't know what was ahead, let alone where it was ahead, but as long as there was a flame, she was not afraid of anything.

I don’t know how long it took, but she finally stepped out of this darkness.

Ye Ling turned around, but there was nothing.

She put away the flames at her fingertips. She could walk through the darkness behind her and overcome the sufferings of the future.

At this moment, the sea of ​​fire with Ye Ling as the center instantly swept through hundreds of meters around.

At this distance, the two emperors and Qin Siyu were quickly swallowed by the sea of ​​fire.

Emperor Futian suddenly screamed, and saw a large area of ​​charred black suddenly appearing on his palms, and the charred blackness quickly spread to his wrists.

His face changed, and he waved his sleeves to block it. His sharp attack was like a stone cow entering the sea, and it was flooded by flames in a moment.

Emperor Futian stopped fighting and quickly jumped back and retreated from the sea of ​​fire.

But Emperor Lingxiao and the other two had nothing to do, and Emperor Mo Yu retreated to the place where the treasure floated.
To be continued...