The flame spread from the middle of the eyebrows to the whole body and turned into a bright fireball.

The flames gradually faded, and only a layer of black dust remained on the ground.

Xiao Hei, who was standing aside, naturally resented the Black-hearted Demon Lord, but when he saw him die of self-immolation, he was still greatly touched and said, "Although this guy is hateful, he has a pitiful side. Why doesn't the master stop him?"

The Lord of the Immortal Island sighed: "Even if he is stopped, he will not be able to survive, or living will be more painful than dying."

It is difficult to hide the fact that the Black-hearted Demon Lord was brought to Kunlun Realm from a strong man of Shang Zu's level.

Even if he is let go back, there will be no good ending.

If he left him in Kunlun Realm, how could any of the gods in Kunlun Realm accept him?

In short, if he does not die, he will only live worse than death and will harm creatures in the Black Demon Realm.

Xiao Hei pointed indirectly and asked, "What amazing secrets did he tell you to his master before?"

The Lord of the Immortal Island took out a pot of pot, picked up the black dust on the ground, put it in, and said, "Some things are not yet time for you to know. Zhang Ruochen has returned to Kunlun Realm, right? If you ask him to go to the seventh mountain of the ancient sacred mountain of Liangyi Sect, you can go too."

Xiao Hei shook his head and said, "No, this is all a trivial matter. Master, you pass on a divine thought and he will know! I am back this time mainly because I want to learn more about the formation method with Master, and strive to become a formation master as soon as possible."

When he said the first sentence, Xiao Hei was still standing under the peach tree.

When he said the last sentence, he had already flew out for countless thousands of miles, standing by a river.
Chapter completed!