The art of light transformation came to the coast of Pucheng's territory. Before he could enter the city, Di Zhong noticed a small fire figure on the beach at a glance. He quickly rushed over, grabbed the flame villain, and squatted down in front of her.

Influenced by the unclear consciousness of the deity, this flame villain, who was exactly the same as Yun Xiao, was also standing stupidly and stunned. It was not until he poured into it with his own divine power that the little man blinked in confusion and said chants that he could not understand at all.

"Tsk... Where is your master?" Di Zhong grabbed her shoulder and asked anxiously. The flamed man shook his slightest hand and finally raised a small hand to point it at Pucheng not far away. Di Zhong then let go of his tight hand and looked in the direction. The outermost periphery of Pucheng was covered by the light golden sword formation. You could see a layer of gray-white "haze" covered inside. However, if you look closely, you could vaguely see the crisscrossing Mars inside. He knew that it was not good. He was worried that the dead spirits would escape and force formation, but he could not hold on for too long after he had to hold up millions of evil spirits with his own strength.

Emperor Zhong keenly realized something was wrong, sighed, but couldn't help but curse to himself: "Do all these fancy tricks day by day! They will only cause trouble for me!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a hurrying footsteps behind him. A Chong, who was chasing the flame villain, ran here all the way. He noticed Di Zhong's momentary steps and unexpectedly looked at the figure suddenly popping up in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and confirmed several times before he confirmed that this was really just a translucent ghost-like existence. Before he could ask, Di Zhong turned around and looked at him first, raised his hand to point at the confusing Pu Cheng and asked: "Is Xiao'er in the city? What's wrong with that before?"

Although A Chong was shocked by the strange state of this person, he didn't feel any fear for some reason. Instead, while hearing the question, his brain couldn't help but answered anxiously: "She threw a group of pirates from somewhere for me to see. As for Miss Yun herself, I didn't see her, but earlier a green dragon flew over from the sky, and then a flame bird followed him. The direction they disappeared should be near the north of the city..."

Before he could speak, the ghost in front of him had disappeared. The technique of light was smashed into the sword formation of the evil-killing sword. Emperor Zhong stood above Pucheng and looked at the amazing scene in disbelief. Millions of evil spirits were blocked in the air by the fire. Even if they kept trying to break through the encirclement and eat the people below, they would still be burned directly to ashes by the extremely hot fire of the emperor bird. The hundreds of thousands of people in the city who had not been evacuated were hugging each other in fear and fear. They were huddled in everything they could hide, crying and begging.

Apart from the ordinary people who were confused, he was also surprised to see many soldiers wearing soldier costumes trying to maintain order in the face of high temperatures and panic. His fearless expression even moved him slightly.

Di Zhong's eyes were empty for a moment, and then his expression swept around with a complicated expression. The divine power in his palm gradually grew into the state of Gu Chen. He quickly swept down from the sky and raised his hand to smash the undead who was wandering. Six styles were one-three, three-point six in his hand, and then they transformed into countless blades that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye. Suddenly, thunder exploded in the fire, and heat waves swept over. This attack forced the evil spirit to lose balance and fall into the flames of the emperor bird. He then took action, and another six styles were shot in succession, interlaced with the seven-turn sword style from Kunlun, killing the fleeing evil spirits at the fastest speed.

With such an amazing number, even if he relied on the dragon blood beads to get a brief breath, he felt that his empty arms were vaguely spasm. When he remembered it, Yun Xiao, who was still mixed with dragon blood, could not help but get angry in his heart. His hands were getting stronger and heavier. Finally, after the last knife fell, the shadow of the ancient Chen suddenly shattered, and the six styles returned to one, and the sword formation of the evil sword spread out loud. The moonlight above his head slowly sprinkled, causing the mist in the air to condense into a rainwater containing divine power.

The flames of the emperor bird seemed to feel something, slowly disappearing in the rain, and a thick white mist spread throughout Pucheng. Just as everyone was surprised to find that the escape road was restarted, only he quietly covered his figure and flew towards the place with the strongest fire in the north of the city without hesitation.

He could see the man who was half leaning against the city wall, his head tilted gently, and the expression on his face finally calmed down from pain.

Di Zhong slowed down and walked over. This glance made him feel a little at a loss, because Yun Xiao could only barely maintain his human form now. His waist was directly shattered by some powerful force. Even though the flames had already repaired his body on the wound, such a shocking scene still made him feel heartbroken. He wanted to pick up the person in front of him, but he didn't know how to embrace the half of his body in his arms. He could only sit down with her, hold her a little, and let her lean her head against her shoulder.

Di Zhong's face was paler than Yun Xiao who was unconsciously raising his hand to touch the wound that was neatly cut off. The demonic energy still remained on the wound. It was indeed the Pojun evil star whom he had joined forces with Huang Yan and Pengshan to kill together during the Beidou disaster 15,000 years ago.

He came late in that battle. When he arrived at the battle situation, Huang Yan's eyes were red. Due to the uniqueness of the mental method of the heavenly realm, even the power of the evil star demon god could not really hurt them. However, such a destructive force caused more than 100 islands and tens of millions of people to become evil spirits. Since then, the Beidou formation was destroyed by the heavenly realm from the thousands of islands and no longer spread. Why did this extreme magic suddenly appear on Dongji Island after so long?

But now he just thought for a few seconds and immediately put his attention back on Yun Xiao, and his hands continued to sense the temperature of the flames along the wound, worried that he would get heavier and heavier under such examinations - it was too slow. She was obviously a bloodborne of the emperor bird, and her recovery speed was too slow.

The reason why the divine bird clan obtains the power of immortality is actually that it relies on the immortal, immortal, and unextinguished fire. The so-called spark can start a prairie fire, and the power of the fire can continuously repair the damaged body. However, the drop of black dragon blood mixed into the fire will wander around the whole body like a maggot in the tarsal bone every time it is repaired. It will not only make the whole process unbearable pain, but also delay the speed and make the wound difficult to heal for a long time.

"Xiao'er..." Di Zhong's voice trembled slightly, and his eyes kept wandering on her cut wound. Although he had the ability to die, the pain would not be relieved at all. He didn't know what kind of stupid belief it was that supported her to come to Pucheng alone. Even if Xiao Qianyebing did not understand the horror of the Beidou formation and the Shura bones, how could she, like a guy with tens of thousands of years of memory, not know how dangerous this trip was?

Or... he knew that this trip was too dangerous, so he would send that person away and come alone. As long as she killed millions of evil spirits in Pucheng, the Pojun evil star who lost this power would be like a military general who lost his weapon, and a literati who lost his magic treasure, like a firewood being removed from the cauldron.

Di Zhong smiled bitterly, feeling helpless, as if he had made some important decision, and slowly raised his hand to put it on her forehead. The light golden divine power pierced bit by bit from the center of the eyebrows, and with the tip of the thorn as the center, a small spell seal was suddenly engraved, which was a pattern of a five-pointed star. After the five-corner connection line was completely formed, it began to rotate counterclockwise. While he silently concludes the spell seal, an identical pattern appeared at the center of his eyebrows, but the rotation direction of the two spell seals was completely opposite, which was not an unusual transfer technique.

He lowered his head and irresistibly kissed the person who had never been obtained but had already lost completely. When he silently turned the fatal pain into himself, he hugged Yun Xiao, who was unconscious with all his strength. He suddenly felt the vain body of the divine splitting technique, which seemed to fall into a cold black hole. His whole person was sinking and sinking, and his consciousness appeared briefly blurred, but he could only force himself to stay awake. As long as he relaxed a little, he would fall into a dream that could never wake up again.

"Xiao'er... I really love you very much." In the confusion, the light in Di Zhong's eyes was still flashing and he murmured with a bitter smile, "It's ridiculous, even I think it's too ridiculous... Is love such an unreasonable thing? The moment you woke up, I knew better than anyone else that you were no longer a little girl at the top of Kunlun. I thought I could finally let you go and end this ridiculous relationship, but, why, by mistake, you mistakenly entered the Tao of Samantabha, would you make me so angry that I lost my mind when you shout someone's name?"

Such helplessness and despair were something he had never felt in his life.

When her spirit was about to collapse, it seemed that some gentle force would pull him away. Di Zhong also woke up at this moment. Seeing Yun Xiao's eyes open pale, even though half of her body could not recover quickly, the pain quietly dissipated at this moment. Her face was as haggard as a pure white flower about to wither. She still gently raised her hand to hold this empty body, but she was exhausted. She let go of her hand in an instant and could only lean on it weakly.

Emperor Zhong secretly covered the curse seal on his forehead, as if nothing had happened.

"Are you awake? Do you still recognize me?" Di Zhong raised his hand gently and put her scattered hair behind his ears. I don't know if he was teasing or asking sincerely, Yun Xiao touched his forehead, and always felt that a slight cold flash of coldness flashed away at that moment. Fortunately, she didn't think so much, and replied subconsciously, "Of course I recognize... how could I not recognize you."

"You?" Di Zhong's tone sank, expressionless, and sneered, "That's good, you're not so stupid that you admit me wrong. Xiao'er, if you call someone else's name to me again, I'm really going to be angry."

Yun Xiao did not feel the deep kiss just now, and the consciousness that had recovered was still unable to quickly clarify what was going on. She just looked at the location of the Shura bone in confusion, and then she suddenly remembered the bone that disappeared out of thin air. She was so scared that she sat up directly. She wanted to run over to check the situation, but with a slight movement of her body, she found that the empty waist was broken by the demon shadow and had not been completely restored!

"What are you doing?" Di Zhong frowned. The severe pain just now made his body stiffer. He could only barely hold down the woman who almost flew out of his arms, and cursed, "Don't look for it. It's not that you have to wait until the last Shura bone is pulled out of Pojun to wake up. There were nearly five million people in the twelve swallowed cities before? These powers are enough to guide people carrying Shura bone seals to find it. This is why the green dragon can succeed under your nose."

"Then, what should I do if Jiangling? Qianye has already gone to Jiangling. Will he be in danger? Don't worry about me, I will recover after a while. Go back quickly, hurry..."

"Don't be ungrateful. It would be nice if I could come here to save you. Do you want me to go back and save him now? He can't die, don't worry."

Yun Xiao started to snatch his hands and replied aggrievedly: "I don't need to save you..."

"Shut up." Di Zhong's forehead was hot, and he really wanted to leave this woman behind now. He endured his emotions and cursed for no reason, not wanting to pay attention to her at all. After a moment, he simply talked to himself and started talking to himself, "Instead of making you angry, you have to find someone to stare at you first. Don't keep this look. It's a frightening person. I'll restore my original body first and I can take you away. I can't hug you even if you want to hug me. You can't carry it away, right?"

"No, no." Yun Xiao stammered and refused, lowering his head and did not dare to look at him.

"Why don't?" Di Zhong's pupils suddenly contracted, threatening and urging, "Hurry up, do you still want me to go back to save him?"
Chapter completed!