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"What do you mean?"

Zhang Ping was stunned, Fenghuang's words contained information he couldn't understand at all.

"literal meaning."

"Everyone regards me as a sweet pastry, no matter who they are, they want to take a bite from me."

"It's been 2000. If we don't make some preparations, we will be wiped out sooner or later."

Zhang Ping was silent, he didn't know what Phoenix meant by 2000 and the sweet pastry.

When Fenghuang and Ao Zijin communicated, Zhang Ping was on his way frantically.

But this didn't stop him from continuing to ask questions.

Just when he wanted to continue to ask Fenghuang what it meant that he had died seven times, a burst of heart palpitations appeared for no reason.

For some reason, Zhang Ping looked at the bluestone passage under his feet and felt a little familiar.

The scorching heat of crawling in the flames and the feeling of a sword piercing his body faintly appeared in his mind, flashing back and forth.

The hopeless helplessness in his heart made him breathless.

Light appeared in front of his eyes, and at the end of the long passage, a huge, beating heart was surrounded by a strong breath of life.

"It's charming, isn't it?"

"Things that many people have wanted but can't get for thousands of years are right in front of your eyes."

"The little girl in your arms is not in a good condition. She may need that heart. Would you like to try?"

The heart seemed to be responding to the source of the sound, beating much faster.

Zhang Ping didn't rush forward in a daze.

He raised his head and asked the invisible voice.

"Is that your heart, right in front of my eyes?"

Fenghuang laughed loudly: "With your small stature, what am I afraid of?"

The completely undisguised contempt in the words made Zhang Ping feel very uncomfortable.

Since there was nothing to ask, Zhang Ping stopped talking.

He stood up holding Li Fengling and walked straight to the heart.

It's not the phoenix's aggressive general, nor is it to resist that contemptuous laugh.

Just for Li Fengling, her sluggish breath made Zhang Ping take that necessary step.

With one step, the sea of ​​flames under the passage suddenly rose.

The temperature instantly rose to an unbearable level, and Zhang Ping's skin was burned almost instantly.

As soon as the sharp pain in his body reached his mind, Zhang Ping quickly supported his spiritual power to protect his whole body.

And when the aura appeared, the heart lost its light and stopped beating.

"Let me introduce you for the eighth time."

As the heart lost its light, Phoenix's voice sounded in due course.

"Welcome to my enchantment."

"Phoenix Fire Nine Heavens Prison!"

In addition to spiritual power, the flames kept churning.

Within the spiritual power, Li Fengling in Zhang Ping's arms seemed to die at any moment.

"What are you doing!"

Zhang Ping gritted his teeth.

Being held in the hand and playing around, the name of the person in his arms is just a thought away, how can Zhang Ping not be angry.

"It's simple. If you lose your spiritual energy, walk straight over, and I won't stop you."

The joking voice sounded extremely beating.

"It's enough to protect the lovely person in your arms. Why don't you just walk over there honestly."

"Don't think about using your spiritual power to come to the front and then withdraw, I'm staring at you."

"Huanghuo Prison, Jiuchongtian, you should feel it well!"

After saying this sentence, the voice never sounded again.

The sea of ​​fire was like a rising tide, and it had already submerged the Qingshi Passage.

Looking at the long road in front of his heart, Zhang Ping took a deep breath, protected Li Fengling, and withdrew his spiritual power.

The moment the spiritual power disappeared, the heart really resumed beating, and the majestic flames burned Zhang Ping crazily.

The unbearable pain made him scream out.

Facing the severe pain, Zhang Ping rushed towards his heart.

The further you go, the more fierce the flames become.

At this moment, Zhang Ping's 200-point physique is not enough here. He even feels that he can't reach his heart at all, and he will be burnt abruptly.

With the severe pain of burning, Zhang Ping's consciousness gradually became unsupportable.

The eyelids are heavy, and they are all opened with stubborn willpower.

Zhang Ping knew very well that if he closed it, he would surely die.

As he kept running, Zhang Ping activated his saber intent, trying to cut away the heat.

However, just as the sword intent appeared, the heart stopped beating again.

"Grass!"

Zhang Ping shouted angrily, dissipated his saber intent, and charged forward sullenly.

He could tell that this phoenix was playing with him.

But he has to abide by the rules of the game that can make him disappear.

Because it grasped the most important place in Zhang Ping's heart - Li Fengling.

Anger and sorrow continued to wash over Zhang Ping's state of mind.

Bare-The exposed skin has been thoroughly burned and lost the ability to move.

I don't know if it was because of his desperate expression, but the flame did not harm Zhang Ping's face at all.

Her arms were already down, and Li Fengling in her arms was about to fall into the sea of ​​flames below.

"Uh!"

Zhang Ping was short, and grabbed Li Fengling's collar with his teeth.

Muscles were torn apart, Zhang Ping held Li Fengling's skirt in his mouth and kept sprinting.

The pain made him numb.

But the heart of the phoenix is ​​right in front of him.

As long as his body functions are not completely destroyed, Zhang Ping is confident that he can reach the heart!
"Not bad, it's getting close soon!"

The appearance of a sneering voice indicated that Phoenix was watching Zhang Ping's every move at any time.

Zhang Ping has already felt the strong breath of life.

Just ten steps short of the last, Zhang Ping exploded with great strength amidst the numbness, and swooped towards Phoenix's heart.

Zhang Ping slammed Li Fengling's head in front of the skirt, and the huge amount of life breath in his heart was about to envelop her.

A long sword pierced Zhang Ping's head from top to bottom with boundless speed.
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Zhang Ping opened his eyes, and everything in front of him felt strange.

"I've already died eight times, Zhang Ping, you only have one last chance left."

Zhang Ping stood up dumbly, and had a conversation with Fenghuang that had been repeated eight times.

Holding Li Fengling in his arms, the sea of ​​fire boiled, and the sword above his head shook.

Zhang Ping walked forward step by step on the blue stone road completely covered by flames.

Fenghuang's cynicism was in his ears.

Zhang Ping's body seemed to be the food being rotated on a bamboo stick.

Agni fire appeared on every inch of Zhang Ping's skin with dark spots.

The fiery red and black spots spread out, and the pink flesh was exposed in the air.

The scorching air continuously evaporated the blood flowing out, emitting bursts of white air.

But this time, every step of Zhang Ping was extremely smooth.

The fire seemed unable to stop him.

The sword floating on the top kept falling, piercing Zhang Ping's body.

"Drip!"

"It is detected that the host's physical condition is extremely damaged!"

"Passive unlocked: Nirvana!"

"Nirvana: After receiving damage, consume aura to quickly heal any injury. The consumption of aura increases according to the length of the injury. It is recommended to use it together with Immortality, the effect is even better! If you dare to hit me, I won't hurt!"