Among these two voices, there was one that Ye Luo was extremely familiar with.

That is the voice of the Northwest King!

"Why is the Northwest King here? Is this the army of monks from Beixuan Palace?"

Hearing the voice of the Northwest King, Ye Luo was confused and even more confused about what happened.

Before Ye Luo could figure it out, he saw a scout walking towards him with a short knife on the sand dune opposite.

"Is this guy here to kill me? Don't blame me for not reminding you, this prehistoric fire is very powerful."

Seeing this scene, Ye Luo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in the flames.

No, Ye Luo's eyebrows have been burned off long ago...

Then, the scout tiptoed to Ye Luo's side. After confirming that the man in the flames had no reaction, he stabbed out with the short knife!

Suddenly, the moment the dagger pierced the flame, a magical scene happened.

The short sword instantly melted into molten iron, but before it melted into molten iron, the flames had already spread along the blade, and the entire body of the scout had been set on fire in an instant!

The flames that ignited the scout's body and the flames on Ye Luo's body were both the fires of prehistoric times, the flames that were reborn from the ashes and burned away one's own karma.

In other words, what this scout is suffering now is rebirth from the ashes, which is the same as Ye Luo's situation.
Chapter completed!