"No one wants to die, of course he wants to live."

Old Monster Liehuo answered without hesitation.

"Hand over the thousand-year-old snow lotus and I will rescue you."

Ding Ning said calmly.

"this……"

Old Monster Liehuo's face was cloudy and he was in a tangle. Although he could barely hold on now, he couldn't hold on for much longer. Besides, Monk Ku's strange spells were haunting him and making it difficult for him to move. It seemed that his body wouldn't burn.

I'm afraid even if I become ashes, I won't be able to get rid of the entanglement.

Although people die for wealth and birds die for food, what's the use of asking for elixirs if you don't even have your life.

After assessing the situation, it is not difficult for Old Monster Liehuo to make a rational choice, but his only worry is that Ding Ning will not keep his word: "How can I believe that you will save me after getting the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus?"

"Take this and input your true energy to activate it. You will not be afraid of flames!"

Ding Ning reached out and threw out a small piece of red coral fire repelling talisman.

The old monster Liehuo activated the talisman and the flames retreated. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and threw the wooden box to Ding Ning, and asked with a strange expression: "Are you a warlock?"

"What's the meaning?"

Ding Ning took the wooden box and asked with some confusion.

"Only some magicians can make talismans."

Old Monster Liehuo cleared Ding Ning's blindness again.

Ding Ning's heart skipped a beat, but he said calmly: "I'm not a warlock, I got this by accident."

Seeing that Ding Ning refused to admit it, Old Monster Liehuo knew that he didn't want to say more and stopped asking, but in his heart he decided that Ding Ning must be a warlock. After all, he saw with his own eyes that he took out the red coral and made a talisman.

He secretly decided to stay away from Ding Ning in the future. Not to mention his terrifying combat power, the Warlock profession alone made him extremely fearful.

Thinking of being plotted by Changmei and Monk Ku, a look of hatred appeared on his face: "Can you break this formation? That thief Changmei plotted against me, I will never let him go."

"I can't break the formation, but it shouldn't be a big problem to get out of the formation. Come with me."

Ding Ning put away the wooden box and saw that the monk had been burned to ashes, so he turned around and walked out.

Old Monster Liehuo followed him without hesitation. In such a situation, he no longer thought about Lingbao and Snow Lotus. He just wanted to settle the accounts with Taoist Changmei.

"Well, this is the Formation Gate. Once you get out, you will be out of the formation."

After walking unsteadily for a long time, Ding Ning pointed forward and said calmly.

"You're not going out?"

Old Monster Liehuo asked suspiciously.

"I won't go out for the time being."

Ding Ning said lightly, and without waiting for him to continue speaking, he turned around and took a step forward, disappearing into the blazing fire.

Old Monster Liehuo's face was tangled, and he was secretly wondering what Ding Ning meant? Could it be that... he wanted to wait until both he and Taoist Changmei were defeated in the fight, and then he would benefit from it?

Yes, that must be the case, but even so, he had no choice but to make the fire-repelling talisman's effectiveness begin to weaken at this moment. He simply did not dare to stay in this formation. The talisman's time was spent

Ding Ning had calculated that it was just enough to lead him out of the battle.

MD, all of them are cunning and cunning. They really think that I am a fool. Old Monster Liehuo cursed in his heart. He made up his mind to go out and stay away immediately. He would not stupidly go to Changmei to work hard to make Ding Ning's wedding clothes.

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Unfortunately, Ding Ning had already predicted that even if he didn't fight for Chang Mei, Chang Mei would never let him go.

Therefore, after he took one step out of the Eight Wilderness Flame Formation, he was greeted by a sneak attack from Chang Mei, making it impossible for him to leave even if he wanted to.

"Longmei, I'm going to kill your ancestors."

The old monster Liehuo was already simmering with anger, and now he was almost injured by Changmei. After scolding him, he started fighting with Changmei.

"How did you get out? Where's Monk Ku?" Changmei swept a whisk at Old Monster Liehuo mercilessly and shouted.

"Monk Ku, I'm waiting for you underground."

The old monster Liehuo laughed ferociously, and slapped Long Mei with his hot flame palm.

"You actually killed Monk Ku, I want your life."

Changmei and Monk Ku grew up together. After becoming warriors, the two traveled together for decades, and their friendship was extremely deep.

If there is a trustworthy friend in this world, it is only Monk Ku. When he heard the bad news about Monk Ku, Changmei suddenly felt sad, and with red eyes he launched a fierce attack on the old monster Lihuo without fear of death.

attack.

"Haha, that's ridiculous. Didn't you want my life when you plotted against me before?"

The old monster Liehuo laughed angrily, and faced Chang Mei with a pair of palms filled with hot firepower without fear.

With a "boom", the air waves rolled, and the long eyebrows were soaked in the formation all the year round. Their combat power was slightly inferior to that of the old monster Liehuo. In addition, he had to maintain the operation of the formation, and he was no longer the opponent of the old monster Lieyan. He was forced to

They were retreating steadily, and dangers abounded.

"Fire flames burn the sky!"

The old monster Fiery had the upper hand and unleashed a powerful killing move without mercy.

A wave of scorching fire surged, and the terrifying high temperature actually ignited Changmei's fly whisk, and then continued to hit Changmei with the remaining force.

A lazy donkey with a long eyebrow rolled around, and then narrowly avoided the attack. With a roar, he rushed towards the old monster Fiery without retreating.

Is he looking for death? Old Monster Liehuo thought with some doubts, but a strong crisis suddenly arose in his heart, and he retreated backwards without warning amid the lightning and flint.

With a "whoosh", the long-browed Taoist's disheveled hair brushed against his throat as dangerously as a fly whisk. The sharp wind made his throat ache.

The old monster Liehuo looked at Chang Mei with fear. He didn't expect that this veteran's moves were so insidious and weird, and he could use his long hair as a weapon for sneak attacks. If he hadn't instinctively sensed the danger and retreated in time, his throat might have been cut by now.

With fear rising, Old Monster Liehuo was a little restrained in the fight, always careful not to let him get close. Gradually, Changmei brought the situation back, and the battle situation became a stalemate.

"Thousands of clues will cost you your life and your soul!"

Seeing that Old Monster Liehuo had distanced himself from him, the Taoist Taoist with Long Eyebrows shook his head, and the white hair on his head suddenly broke away from his head and turned into strands of hair that filled the sky like sharp arrows and shot towards Old Monster Liehuo.

This was beyond the expectation of the old monster Lieyan. He was unable to temper himself and had no way to hide. He could only bravely wave his palms to protect his vitals and rush towards Changmei, trying to kill him under his palms even if he was injured.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of his long eyebrows, and he muttered something in a low voice, but he stood still without hiding.

The old monster Liehuo felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, but at this moment, the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it. There was no room for retreat. He could only hope that this desperate palm would be effective.

Silks of white hair were like steel needles piercing into his body. Although his vital points had been protected, the pain of thousands of hairs entering his body still made him roar in pain, and the movements of his hands were stagnant.

But then he was shocked to find that all the strength in his body continued to flow along the white hair, and continuously entered Changmei's body.

The strong feeling of weakness made him unable to move forward, and his movements became slower and slower. When the palm with all his strength hit Changmei, it was already limp and powerless.

Changmei laughed wildly: "Go to hell!"

The white palm suddenly turned as black as ink, and like an eagle's talon, it was inserted into the chest of the old monster. When it was pulled out, it was still holding the beating heart.

The old monster Liehuo covered the blood hole on his chest and looked at the long eyebrows with nine ring scars on his bald head in disbelief. He stuffed his heart into his mouth and chewed it like a bloodthirsty demon, his face full of intoxication.

The color looks as if it is the most delicious food in the world.

"So you... you are... the heart-eating demon..."

The old monster Liehuo showed a look of astonishment and fell to the ground with a loud "pop". His eyes gradually dimmed into death gray, full of unwillingness and resentment.

More than thirty years ago, in Tongtian Temple, the largest Buddhist sect in the ancient martial arts world, there was an old monk who was stationed in the Sutra Pavilion. His life was approaching, but he was unwilling to pass away. He didn't know where he had learned the magic of eating the heart to extend life, and he was drugged.

All the eminent monks of Tongtian Temple.

All 786 eminent monks in the temple had their hearts ripped out and died, and Tongtian Temple was expelled overnight. The tragic situation outraged everyone, and major forces in the ancient martial arts world issued execution orders to pursue and intercept them.

Unexpectedly, although this old monk has low cultivation, he has been stationed in the Sutra Pavilion all year round and has read a lot of books. He has learned a superb disguise technique. He can change his appearance and blend in among the chasing people, easily killing thirty people.

The remaining people later escaped again, and all the people they killed died after their hearts were ripped out, and they were called heart-eating demons by the people in the world.

After that, the old monk disappeared for more than thirty years. No one could find him again, and the order to kill him became a joke.

Unexpectedly, he turned into a Taoist with long eyebrows, and found Monk Ku as his partner, and became famous in the world. Although he had bad deeds, he did not show any crazy side, so no one associated him with the heart-eating demon.

The old monster Liehuo saw through his identity at the last moment of his life, but unfortunately he could no longer tell anyone the news.

"Monk Ku, it's all my fault. If I had insisted on not letting you enter the battle, you would not have died. Now, I have avenged you, so you can go in peace."

Changmei cried bitterly in front of the crowd, his tears mixed with the blood at the corner of his mouth, making him look as hideous as a ghost.

Back then, the entire ancient martial arts world wanted to get rid of him quickly. Even though he had magical disguise skills, he was almost caught several times.

When he had no way to escape but his life was hanging by a thread, his little monk Ku took the risk of ruining his reputation to save him. From then on, he changed his name and surname and wandered around in the world together.

Although he knew that Monk Ku saved him because he was approaching his end of life and wanted to obtain a method of eating the heart to extend his life, he was still grateful to him and never thought of harming him.

After all, he is a monster and a demon that is not tolerated by the whole world. He eats people's hearts to extend his life, not as a hobby, so he is actually very scared and lonely inside, and needs a trustworthy person to accompany him.

The bitter monk is not only his childhood friend, but also the best cover for his identity. The most important thing is that both of them rely on eating people's hearts to extend their lives. They have sympathy for each other. They are grasshoppers on the same line.

Worry about being betrayed by the other party.

Therefore, Monk Ku's death made him beat his chest and feel miserable, but whether it was because of the friendship between the two or because he lost a like-minded "eating friend" that he was grieving, he didn't know.

"Killing people to seize treasures, trapping allies, eating people's hearts alive, full of evil. It's so heart-breaking, worse than a beast. I don't feel any guilt at all for killing a demon like you!"

Just when Changmei put on his white hair, wiped his tears and was about to open the array to pick up the spiritual treasure, Ding Ning's voice full of hatred came.

"You're not dead? How is that possible?"

Changmei looked at Ding Ning, who was unharmed, strolling out of the formation, and his eyes widened in shock.

"It's just a formation, but it can't do anything to me!"

Ding Ning made no secret of his monstrous murderous intent, and before he finished speaking, he punched Changmei like a ghost. Such a crazy heart-eating demon deserved no mercy.

Changmei's face changed drastically. Although Ding Ning's soul was sluggish and his fighting power was no longer at its peak, his physical strength was still at its peak. The punch had a terrifying sonic boom sound, which made him dare not underestimate the enemy in the slightest.
Chapter completed!