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Obviously, he was just an ordinary mortal who only looked at Qi, but the moment Zhang Ping fell, Ao Zijin's mind trembled unconsciously.

The flames in front of him disappeared.

Li Fengling, who was floating in the air, suddenly withdrew all her breath, as if she was just an ordinary person floating.

However, Ao Zijin felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, like the brief tranquility before the storm.

Even the blood that had no target, she didn't dare to take it rashly.

After a long time, even the air was about to be so solid that it could not flow, Li Fengling finally spoke.

"You guys, why do you keep bullying Zhang Ping..."

There was no such awe-inspiring coldness, no condescending contempt in the voice, only countless grievances and sorrows.

As if the heaven and the earth were weeping, the huge tree that had covered the sky and the sun had already been blown to pieces by the spells of both sides, and a light rain began to fall from the sky above.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and it turned into a torrential rain in a few moments, as if the sky had opened, and endless tears poured out.

Ao Zijin, who is all Taoist and belongs to water, should have entered the water like a dragon swimming in the heavy rain, but he didn't move at this moment.

Because even her invulnerable Dao heart, which has been hardened for many years of practice, has strong sadness.

"I just want to save him, why do you keep stopping me..."

After the words of grievance were said, the voice became smaller and smaller, and could hardly be heard clearly.

But that sound like mosquito moaning seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back, making Li Fengling explode completely.

When she was about to be phoenixed, Li Fengling's life was like watching flowers on a horse, passing by scene by scene.

Father's doting, mother's boldness, the time of growing up in Li's family has passed by in such a hurry.

But when the bottomless darkness got deeper and deeper, Zhang Ping's figure became clearer and clearer in her eyes.

The hope once planted in a young heart became light at that moment.

Li Fengling raised her head, her eyes were blank, as if she was indifferent to everything in front of her.

Ao Zijin saw her most emotionless smile so far, only a hopeless smile.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Fengling and her natal blood exploded without warning.

The phoenix, with only remnants of will, turned into flames and exploded before even saying a word.

The sea of ​​flames filled the sky, burning everything in sight.

Ao Zijin fell into a trance for a moment, yelled badly at random, kept moving his hands, and used high-level top-level spells one after another.
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In the center of the Nether Mountains, it seems that a volcanic eruption and a tsunami are sweeping at the same time.

From the moment Fenghuang Design merged with Li Fengling in front of Ao Zijin, the four Taoist demon kings guarding the demon division left with the herd of beasts.

Some puzzled heads of the Exorcism Division quickly sent a message and reported this completely unreasonable situation to the headquarters.

The people who were still standing there waiting for the chief to come were suddenly startled by the earth-shattering movement in the center of the mountain range. After sending messages to each other, they rushed to that area at the same time.

There may be dangers out there that they can't touch, but it's the duty of the exorcist.

And in the center where the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, Ao Zijin was also a little powerless in the face of the almost boundless fire.

But she couldn't leave even for a moment, otherwise it would lead to a ditch she couldn't imagine, and she could only use all her magic power to block the flames.

A blue line began to circle in this mountain range. Ao Zijin cast a secret method, regardless of his already pale face, and used almost all his spiritual power to set up an enchantment to prevent the flames from spreading.

"Zhang Ping, Li Fengling..."

Reciting these two names silently, Ao Zijin, who was throwing water spells out without money, finally trembled in his heart.
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Zhang Ping opened his eyes and sat up.

He looked down at his abdomen and put his right hand on it. There was no trace of injury or bleeding, and he remained silent.

Looking up and surrounding it, it was a completely strange place. He didn't know why he was here, and he didn't know how he got here.

The place where he was was like a narrow passage, covered with bluestone bricks, with some white marks.

The surrounding area is empty, the passage is like a single-plank bridge, and there is a scorching breath rising from under the bridge.

Zhang Ping stretched his body outside and looked down. There was a sea of ​​flames below. It seemed that waves of flames were beating against the surface of the sea. The waves like sparks splashed out of the plane and surged upward with heat.

Zhang Ping sat where he was, patting his head, trying to find some clues about this place from his memory.

Yet nothing was found.

Giving up on thinking, he lay back down again, his gaze directed upwards along the angle of his body.

There are a lot of white spots on it, Zhang Ping observed carefully through the firelight below the passage, and found that those white spots turned out to be countless weapons!
The weapons were pointing vertically downwards, and from Zhang Ping's perspective, they looked like white dots.

"Is this the underworld?"

Zhang Ping smiled wryly.

"The sword is added to the body, and the fire is burned. Sure enough, there are too many evils. If you die, you will suffer."

Zhang Ping is not surprised that there is a hell in this world. Now he has completely abandoned materialism, and any strange things seem normal to him.

And he was not surprised that he went to the underworld to be tortured.

Killing so many people in the Zhang Mansion back then, and causing countless souls of monsters and beasts in the Nether Mountain Range, these are all considered murders.

Shaking his head, Zhang Ping is not afraid, he has to bear the consequences for doing things, Zhang Ping thinks this should be the case, but he is a little regretful.

"I don't know how Xiao Fengling is doing now."

If those two hell steps were subconscious actions, then now, hidden deep in his heart, the feelings that Zhang Ping, the original martial idiot, had been unwilling to admit burst out all of a sudden.

Zhang Ping used his own life to carry out his protection of Li Fengling.

Suddenly, there was a familiar and annoying voice in the empty and silent darkness.

"Hey, Zhang Ping, are you going to lie down now?"

Zhang Ping stared, and stood up as soon as he got up.

This is the annoying voice of Phoenix!
"You're not dead yet?"

"Look at what you said, I'm obviously doing it for your own good, why do everyone want me to die?"

Before it could finish, Zhang Ping interrupted in a hurry: "Where's Xiao Fengling!"

Fenghuang seemed a little annoyed by this interruption, but he quickly calmed down again, as if he had gotten used to it.

"Here, look ahead."

Zhang Ping looked forward, and there seemed to be a figure lying on the ground in a very distant place.

Without further ado, he rushed over, and the figure became clearer and clearer. It was Li Fengling who he was thinking of!

Hugging her in his arms hastily, Zhang Ping stretched out his hand to touch her wrist, and sniffed.

Feeling a very weak beating, Zhang Ping felt relieved.

However, Fenghuang's hateful voice made his heart sink again.

"You've already died seven times, Zhang Ping, you only have two last chances left."