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  That one loud roar, seemed to come from a very distant place, because in the midst of the scorching flames and raging inferno, the terrifying Eight Desolations Fire Dragon's dragon roar sounded somewhat far away. What Ghostly Saber and Lu Xueqi were directly facing was a massive flame that shot out like a torrent, as well as the ground beneath their feet which had once been solid but now completely collapsed into a sea of molten lava, with countless huge crevices, red hot magma surging and roaring beneath their feet like waves crashing against the shore, splashing against the remaining charred black rocks, burning them with a hissing sound.

  Rolling flames, covering the sky and earth, in the blink of an eye they have arrived right in front.

  In this desperate breath, it's as if I can no longer breathe.

  His face was flushed red, and his forehead seemed to have a faint blue vein flashing. In front of the huge waves, he opened his eyes wide, let out a loud roar, and the Soul-Devouring Rod left his palm, floating in mid-air in front of him. At the same time, Gui Li's hands formed a seal similar to the Buddhist Dharma Seal, but the light emanating from his palms was not the usual solemn and majestic golden light of the Tianyin Temple Buddha Sect, but rather a faintly eerie dark red glow.

  Under his magical power, the Soul Devourer suddenly stood upright, standing in the void, with the Blood Bead on top. As Gui Li's hand seal was formed, a golden Buddhist mantra floated up. And between Gui Li's chest and the Soul Devourer, the Soul Devourer's magic stick was tightly attached, and in the air, it slowly twisted and condensed into a Taiji diagram.

  In this Taiji pattern, what shone was not the pure light of Qingyunmen Taoist true method, but rather a mixture of demonic teachings and various strange phenomena. The strongest Xianlian methods in the world were finally simultaneously understood and displayed on one person for the first time.

  Under the remaining light of Tianyao, Lu Xueqi stood silently behind Gui Lie, gazing at this man who was going all out, and facing forward together with him, that terrifying fire dragon! The faint blue glow of Tianyao spread out from behind Gui Lie.

  Her beautiful hair flows in the rolling waves of leftover wind!

  The next moment, a fierce flame burst forth.

  In an instant, the entire world seemed to have turned into a sea of fire, as if she was in a furnace, suffering from the torments of purgatory. Endless flames roared and howled around her ears, as if countless hands were wildly pulling and tearing at her body from all directions, wanting to tear her apart!

  Trembling all over!

  However, in the midst of a raging sea of flames, there was still a glimmer of light. After being submerged, it struggled and flashed out again in the sea of fire.

  Soul Devour!

  Golden, blue and red three-colored light halo simultaneously emitted from Soul Devourer, condensed into an invisible wall, protecting the master in this apocalyptic crazy sea.

  It was as if a miracle had occurred, this Eight Desolations Inferno Dragon that should have destroyed everything was actually blocked by Gui Li, and even the little monkey Xiao Hui who was still perched on Gui Li's shoulder, flashed its three blood-red eyes and let out an angry roar towards the dragon.

  It was only Guī Lì who was obviously not feeling well, his face which had been illuminated by the flames and turned bright red, instantly became pale, without a hint of blood color. Standing behind him, Lù Xuě Qí felt Guī Lì's body slightly trembling at the first moment, and hurriedly supported him, but when she reached out to touch him, she was already greatly shocked. Guī Lì's entire body was completely scorching hot, even Lù Xuě Qí, a cultivator of her level, felt some pain from burns on her palms, let alone Guī Lì himself. What was even more shocking was that when Lù Xuě Qí supported Guī Lì's hands, she immediately felt that although Guī Lì still maintained his defensive posture with his fists clenched, his hands and arms were involuntarily trembling.

  The power of this blow is terrifying!

  However, in this strike without success, the huge dragon head of the Bahang Fire Dragon in front slightly moved, seemingly also somewhat unexpected. In the blazing flames like a mountain, the huge dragon head slowly lowered and did not immediately launch another attack, but instead looked at these two insignificant humans.

  In the dragon's eye, there is a unique red and transparent flame!

  "Clang!"

  The clear and melodious sound of the phoenix's cry, the blue light surging forth, Tian Zhuo suddenly leapt out from Lu Xueqi's hands, reflecting that figure, taking a step forward, blocking Gui Li's body behind her, taking a deep breath, resolutely facing that terrifying existence.

  Black hair, still dancing in the wind.

  A few strands of hair, gently swaying in the heat wave, fell on Gui Li's face. Even in this apocalyptic purgatory, the familiar faint scent still reached his heart.

  When you're desperate, is there anyone who can accompany you?

  Is there still someone who has never given up even when there is no way out?

  That gaze seemed to pierce through time and space in an instant, forgetting the raging flames around him, and saw his past when he was a young boy.

  Memories in the dark abyss are just like today, as if I've returned to those once innocent years.

  So this figure has never changed after all?

  But who is that person?

  After the dragon head of the Eight Desolations Fire Dragon, the rotating mysterious eight fierce god image halo suddenly began to flicker, and various strange symbols appeared and disappeared under the halo, flashing constantly.

  The dragon's head of the Eight Desolations Fire Dragon suddenly paused, as powerful as it was, as if it had also received some kind of urge, and let out another angry roar.

  That dragon's roar, like a mountain calling out to the sea, came rushing forth. In an instant, all the damaged rocks on the ground were rapidly dissolving into magma amidst intense tremors. Just a moment later, under Ghostly and Lu Xueqi's feet, was a vast expanse of scorching hot lava. As the Eight Desolates Fire Dragon's roar continued to resound, the sea of magma transformed from its original chaotic surging, suddenly entering an orderly flow, rapidly streaming in the same direction under the pull of some immense force.

  The magma torrent surged faster and faster, with scorching gases billowing upwards, transforming the former stone chamber into a true lava hell. Soon, an overwhelmingly massive force withdrew a gigantic whirlpool from this sea of magma, as the annihilating flames danced wildly on its surface like a frenzied climax dance.

  The whirlpool grew larger and deeper, with a deafening roar slowly emanating from its depths, like thunder, gradually growing louder until it was almost deafening, even drowning out the dragon's roar of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon in the sky.

  When the rapidly rotating magma had reached almost frantic proportions, a gigantic whirlpool several meters in diameter appeared from the depths of the vortex, accompanied by a thunderous roar.

  "Boom!"

  In an instant, the heavens shook and the earth moved. A pillar of intense heat shot out from a massive lava whirlpool, entirely composed of molten rock, as thick as ten people embracing, carrying boundless might, charging towards Lu Xueqi and Gui Li who seemed fragile and insignificant in comparison.

  Sweep away all, gaze at the world with disdain!

  It's as if this is the truly invincible power!

  The power of fire, the essence of fire!

  The lava pillar had not yet arrived, but Lu Xueqi and Gui Jie suddenly felt their bodies empty. Just a moment before, the last corner stone wall they were leaning against was reduced to scattered rubble under that crazy power. What appeared behind them was not a more solid stone wall, but rather fragmented rocks that slowly cracked and oozed out red hot lava.

  Above them are the ferocious Eight Desolate Fire Dragons; all around is a sea of wildly burning flames.

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  Underfoot, it is an irresistible lava column of fire!

  In the flames, amidst the gasps, what is trembling slightly?

  What makes hands clasp each other, refusing to let go, tightly connected?

  At that moment, like a distant chant from the edge of the sky, with a faint blue glow, it has been passed down through tens, hundreds, thousands of years, all the way to today, for the sake of loved ones, charging forward.

  The wind and fire howl!

  She was like a fairy thrown into the fire, her white figure bursting forth in the flames, such a dazzling and unparalleled beauty, forgetting all worldly things, only the edge of her hand, that never forgotten tenderness and solidity, accompanied her by her side.

  What's there to be afraid of? What is there to fear?

  That one sword!

  Her figure moves forward, dancing in the wind with an otherworldly elegance.

  Behind her, a low hum, the once ordinary fire poker, now a soul devourer, emerged from behind, flashing with cyan light, catching up to Tianyue, and flying alongside the blue sword blade.

  That figure, right beside me, in this desperate sea of flames, clinging tightly together.

  The Tianyao divine sword trembled slightly, the light on its blade pierced through countless waves of heat and clouds, as if it was resonating with something. The Soul Devourer that accompanied it also let out a strange, sharp howl, and a vast expanse of blue light burst forth!

  Green and blue, amidst a sea of flames all around, from the sky down, not only did they not dodge in the slightest, but instead charged head-on towards that towering, unstoppable pillar of molten lava fire!

  What's there to be afraid of?

  What is there to fear?

  A dragon in mid-air, suddenly roared, its long cry echoing, rumbling and unending, spreading far and wide. The flames around it, instantly surged up together, as if also dancing wildly, watching this apocalyptic carnival.

  Those two figures, seemingly merged into one, dissolved in the entwined blue-green radiance, like a meteor falling steadily down, and collided with the lava pillar.

  It was as if a brilliant, gigantic flame flower had burst forth, and the sea of lava boiled up instantly, splashing high into the air. The massive fire pillar seemed to be raging wildly in this already narrow place, burning everything that could be burned, but that one brilliant light shot straight into the heart of the fire pillar.

  After a moment, it seemed like an eternity had passed, time froze, who knows?

  The surging lava slowly fell, the rapidly rotating magma slowed down, and the huge whirlpool began to shrink. Only that terrible pillar of fire seemed to still be suspended above the sea of lava, motionless for a moment.

  A burst of blue-green light suddenly pierced a hole in the side of the flame column, shooting out. A moment later, as if accompanied by a low rumble, countless small holes appeared, and the blue-green light shot out rapidly. A moment later, with a loud roar, the massive lava fire column collapsed, turning back into molten magma, falling onto the sea of lava at its feet.

  In mid-air, Gui Li and Lu Xueqi's figures reappeared.

  Their clothes were everywhere with scorch marks and tears, and some places on their skin still showed signs of injury. Their faces were unspeakably tired, and the corners of their mouths and chest were already stained red with bright blood.

  They merely held each other, weak as they were, and though they knew it was hopeless, the treasures in their hands, Tianyue and Xiehun, emitted an unbearable, unprecedented brilliant light.

  Their hands were still clasped together.

  Their bodies slowly rose up.

  Slowly rose into mid-air, once again standing before the enormous dragon head of the Ba Huang Fire Dragon.

  Two insignificant people stood facing each other in silence.

  The blazing eyes of the Eight Desolations' Fire Dragon gazed at this pair of men and women. From that mysterious and unfathomable flame, it was impossible to discern the dragon's inner thoughts. Or perhaps, an existence as powerful as it was wouldn't care about human emotions anyway.

  That mysterious aura of the Eight Trigrams seemed to have dimmed considerably, and somehow, behind the back of this giant dragon's head, even the Eight Trigrams seemed to be struggling.

  Perhaps, in order to grasp even greater power, the price one pays should also be greater!

  This principle, from ancient times until now, how many people understand it?

  Flickering with uncertain light, the Eight Calamity God statue still had mysterious symbols flashing on it, slowly rotating. The Eight Desolate Fire Dragon did not immediately attack, as if it was also waiting for something.

  Guile's body, from the strong self-enduring pain, finally began to tremble uncontrollably, and the blood stain on his chest grew larger. Lu Xueqi silently reached out her hand, wrapped it around his waist, pulled him over a little, and leaned him against her own body.

  That familiar gasping sound, softly echoing in her ears, slightly carrying heat, lingering on the edges of her pale face.

  It's a bit itchy.

  She suddenly thought so.

  Then, she gently turned her head and looked at him.

  What she saw was a ghost staring at her with a fierce gaze.

  She nodded slowly and smiled lightly.

  The ghost gazed at her for a long time, and finally, a faint smile with a hint of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  The rotating Eight Evil God statues suddenly shone brightly again, and this time, in addition to the eight ferocious god statues radiating brilliant light, the flames that merged with the beast god within the halo of the Eight Evils also became incredibly bright for the first time, gradually covering up the surrounding god statues.

  The entire rotating halo, for the first time, left the back of the Eight Desolations Fire Dragon's head and slowly descended. The blazing flames that had been burning fiercely followed the movement of the halo and suddenly landed on the top of the Eight Desolations Fire Dragon's head, slowly merging into it.

  The enormous Eight Desolations Fire Dragon suddenly let out a furious roar, and in an instant the entire sea of flames seemed to tremble slightly. What was it that could make such a powerful creature feel pain?

  That flame slowly but irresistibly merged into the skull of the Eight Desolations Fire Dragon.

  The eight ferocious god statues that were flashing with mysterious symbols suddenly lost their luster and dimmed again.

  The Eight Desolations Fire Dragon stopped its roar, as if it had slightly lowered its head, after a moment, that huge dragon's head slowly lifted up again, and the despairing destructive aura reappeared, enveloping Gui Li and Lu Xueqi.

  But this time, for some reason, there was no terrifying scene like the first two attacks. On the contrary, the temperature around us dropped significantly. Although the sea of lava beneath our feet was still scorching hot, the flow of magma had slowed down. It seemed that in this entire hellish landscape, the essence of the flames was being rapidly extracted away.

  Bahuang Fire Dragon, finally gazed at the two figures, this time, its eyes burning as if they were no longer that mysterious red transparent flame, but a pair of eyes filled with complex and crazy human emotions.

  The dragon's head lifted up, its mouth open towards the sky.

  It's as if it is taking a deep breath!

  As that movement occurred, all the flames burning in mid-air seemed to lose their luster, but the oppressive force shrouding Gui Li and Lu Xueqi was even more despairing, making one want to give up.

  Suddenly, a flash of light burst forth from the enormous dragon's maw of the Eight Desolations' Fire Dragon, not scorching flames but genuine pure fire.

  No impurities, no noise, the most terrifying and purest "Pure Fire" that can destroy everything in the world!

  Slowly spewing out!

  There was no intense heat emanating from it, only a slender column of fire the size of a person, pure and white as jade, flying towards Gui Li and Lu Xueqi.

  Lu Xueqi's Tianyao slowly fell, and the Soul Devourer beside it also slowly returned to Gui Li's hand. The blue-green light gradually dissipated.

  No human power can resist this irresistible pure fire.

  Those flames, inching closer and closer!

  Lu Xueqi silently raised her head, but she was no longer looking in that direction. At this moment, in her eyes, there was only one person's shadow, only that one face.

  She gazed deeply, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, not letting go of anything, as if she wanted to carve it into her heart, engrave it into her soul, until after thousands of years and countless generations, she would never be able to forget.

  Those flames have drawn near!

  The dark and majestic sleeve suddenly turned into gray powder without any warning, dispersing everywhere, followed by the clothes on his entire arm.

  And this hand, this body, how much more time is left?

  It's just like this, he thought vaguely, is it just going to end like this?

  But, the heart's desire is ultimately unable to be fulfilled...

  He smiled wryly and tightly grasped the soft and warm palm.

  Suddenly, the flame's flashing light, like a meteor bursting open, had a spark of fire that flashed through his mind, and in an instant, everything was chaotic.

  Lu Xueqi immediately felt Gui Li's unease, subconsciously grasping his palm, and almost at the same time, that pure fire had reached their side, about to engulf their bodies.

  Death?

  It works!

  In that instant, Gui Li suddenly let out a loud shout and pulled with force; he abruptly yanked Lu Xueqi's body behind his own. Lu Xueqi let out a startled cry, but she didn't have the slightest intention of escaping on her own, instead grasping Gui Li's hand even tighter.

  In the flash of lightning, in the ghostly palm, a piece of jade-like plaque suddenly appeared, surrounded by a circle of emerald green, with an ancient flame pattern in the middle, it was the Xuanhuo Mirror!

  The next moment, the pure fire shot onto the Xuanhuo Mirror.

  In the distance, the statue of the Eight Calamities God suddenly shook, and the massive and powerful Eight Desolations Fire Dragon's terrifying dragon head also came to an abrupt halt. All things seemed to have come to a sudden standstill.

  Then, as if there was a voice from the underworld, softly and gently chanting, lingering, as if it were thousands of years ago, that gentle and delicate woman.

  The Xuanhuo Mirror lit up, and the ancient flame pattern in the center seemed to be reborn under the burning of the pure fire, as if it had been infused with infinite vitality, greedily absorbing the most pure fire essence in this world.

  "Ah!"

  Suddenly, Gui Li let out a soft cry, and the Xuanhuo Mirror had become so hot that he could no longer hold it. The Xuanhuo Mirror left his palm, but instead of falling down, it slowly rose into the air, flashing slowly under the gaze of the Bahang Fire Dragon.

  A scorching breath slowly emanated from the Xuanhuo Mirror, carrying a hint of dreamy white mist, as if vaporizing the surrounding air. In the vicinity of the Xuanhuo Mirror, a massive mysterious power condensed, slowly tearing apart the surrounding space. Within the white illusory mist, a beautiful woman's silhouette gradually took shape.

  It was a woman dressed in simple and unadorned clothing, holding a staff in her hand, and her face was exactly the same as that of the Linglong witch statue standing outside the entrance to the ancient cave of Town Demon.

  "Ethereal..."

  It was as if a heart-wrenching, despairing cry, the Ba Huang fire dragon revealed its painful expression once again. Then, that ball of flames slowly detached from the top of the dragon's head, and immediately the firelight dissipated, revealing the true body of the Beast God. However, at this moment, the Beast God's entire body was withered, as if it had exhausted all its energy.

  Only those eager eyes, for thousands of years, have never changed. He forgot everything in the world and only had the woman in the smoke in his eyes.

  He flew towards that illusion with a sense of ultimate satisfaction in his eyes.

  The Xuanhuo Mirror was spinning silently, and that delicate fantasy seemed to be smiling too, opening its arms to embrace him.

  Just as they were about to embrace, a thunderous roar suddenly came from behind the Beast God. The Eight Desolations Fire Dragon, which had lost its restraint, recognized its enemy at first glance - the body that it had once destroyed - and instinctively launched an attack.

  Take a deep breath, the dragon's will is lingering, and Guilian and Lü Xueqi change color at the same time from afar, but the beast god seems to have already forgotten everything around him, or even if he knew, how would he still care?

  He rushed up and in the smoke, it was not an illusion. He actually hugged that body.

  Exquisite...

  Exquisite...

  He whispered softly, like a child, and closed his eyes contentedly. Ling smiled and gently stroked his hair with her hand.

  The giant dragon roars, and flames of rage arrive in an instant!

  Swallowed everything.

  Those two figures, in the sea of flames, slowly disappeared, yet, surprisingly, there was not a hint of sorrow, but instead, an unusual happiness slowly emerged.

  In the midst of flames, the Xuanhuo Mirror suddenly flashed and fell from mid-air, landing right next to Gui Li's hand. Gui Li, in shock, subconsciously reached out to catch it, and at that same moment, the powerful Eight Desolations Fire Dragon seemed to lose some sort of supporting power, causing the massive crack to slowly close.

  The Eight Desolations Fire Dragon let out a furious roar once again, filled with unwillingness, but despite its strength, it seemed to still be unable to stop its massive head from being swallowed by that mysterious space. However, in the final moment, it was filled with hatred for destroying everything and sprayed out one last terrifying beam of light towards this space.

  The sky is falling!

  In an instant, all the lava erupted together, the stone wall completely dissolved, and a huge space collapsed like sand. At the same time, countless crazy magma torrents shot out from all sides.

  Gui Li and Lu Xueqi gazed blankly at the apocalyptic scene, but they were no longer able to escape. Just then, the Xuanhuo Mirror suddenly emitted a warm and gentle light halo that enveloped them, wrapping them in a protective shield of light that rapidly ascended upwards.

  And beneath them, everything turned into flames.

  The entire vast expanse of the great mountains and land, countless mountain ranges and peaks, as if they all heard that one crazy roar at that moment. The jet-black mountain peaks that had stood for millions of years gradually collapsed in the midst of the violently surging magma, while the scorching hot magma shot up to the sky.

  In this doomsday world of flames, at the entrance of the Demon-Suppressing Cave, Hei Mu was stunned and at a loss, while the two Evil Spirits, Black Tiger, were laughing frantically like madmen, shouting loudly: "It's here, it's here, this day has finally arrived!"

  "Hei Mu's eyes widened in anger and he shouted: 'Are you crazy?'"

  Heihou burst into laughter, but suddenly choked: the two of them simultaneously felt a great shock, and then, right in front of them, the Linglong witch statue that had guarded the town's ancient cave for millions of years suddenly shattered into countless small pieces, which were immediately engulfed by the scorching heat wave and vanished without a trace.

  Hei Hu looked up at the sky and let out a long howl, appearing as if he had gone mad: "Niang niang, niang niang, wait for me, I'm coming...!"

  And at his feet, Hei Mu hid behind the black cloth, his breathing was heavy and extremely intense, suddenly he shouted: "No, no, I can't just like this, I still have unfinished business!"

  Having said that, he suddenly turned his body and flashed out like a flying bird, leaving this place that was about to be destroyed.

  The black tiger seemed to have never noticed Hei Mu's departure, its massive body guarding the entrance of the Demon-Suppressing Cave, laughing maniacally towards the sky.

  Soon, countless collapsing rocks and madly splashing magma flows swallowed his figure.

  The earth seemed to be trembling, countless fierce beasts and birds were in a state of panic, that towering mountain peak, amidst the deafening roar, in the dark dust that blocked out the sky, suddenly collapsed!

  The sky was overcast and it started raining slowly.

  Fire rain!

  In the midst of the vast mountains, it had been going downhill for three days and three nights.

  After millions of years, who still remembers that past event?