Diary of the life of a working wizard

As soon as the water dragon entered the body, even though the Holy Infant King was born with a body of fire and was cultivating the five true fires, the fire in his body was surging like a volcano. He was immediately shivering from the cold, and the fire in his body was quickly weakened. As he went down, his whole body became sluggish, as if he was seriously ill.

This was nothing, but the water dragon went straight to his three immortal mansions. When he arrived at the immortal mansion, he entrenched himself at the entrance of the immortal mansion, opening his mouth like a long whale sucking water, swallowing the blazing flames in his immortal mansion.

This raging flame is the real fire that the Holy Infant King has accumulated through countless years of practice. If it is swallowed up by this water dragon, all his cultivation skills will be completely useless.

The Holy Infant King felt the fire power quickly leaving him, but the water dragon was still sucking hard with its mouth open. He was so frightened that his face turned pale, without even a trace of blood.

"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me, Immortal, have mercy on me, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore!" The Holy Infant King begged for mercy again and again, with deep panic and fear in his eyes.

However, Xia Yunjie seemed not to hear it. He knew that people like the Holy Infant King could only scare him so that he would not dare to do it again.

Sure enough, the Holy Infant King was used to being arrogant, and he was never afraid of anything. He never really paid attention to people like Sun Wukong, thinking that no matter how powerful Sun Wukong was, he would not be able to do anything to his Wu Mei Zhenhuo. But this time, Xia Yunjie was really frightened, especially when the water dragon continuously absorbed the fire element. The feeling was like an ordinary person seeing their arteries cut off, and watching their lives drain away little by little with blood. The feeling of fear is much, much stronger than being killed directly with a knife or a sword.

"Wow! Wow! Immortal Red Boy won't dare to do it anymore! Wow! Wow! Lord, please spare Red Boy! Wow!" Just when Xia Yunjie was wondering if the heat was enough, what shocked Xia Yunjie was that the Holy Infant The king suddenly burst into tears like a child, and claimed to be a red boy, as if he was a spoiled child who was finally punished and was completely afraid of regrets.

It turns out that although this guy is a golden immortal, he still has the character of a child in some aspects. No wonder he still retains the appearance of a child. It's really interesting.

After Xia Yunjie was astonished, he couldn't help but feel dumbfounded again. He felt a little embarrassed to continue punishing him, otherwise it would be like beating a child, which was quite weird.

"Huh, just stay well with me. If there is any change, I will keep you safe and you won't be able to use any real fire from the five realms in the future." The water dragons withdrew from Hong Hai'er's body, and still let them stay at the entrance of Hong Hai'er's three immortal mansions, watching with eager eyes.

"Don't dare, don't dare. The Immortal will only go and get the master's belongings. Hong Hai'er will never dare to move." Hong Hai'er said hurriedly, but his tone was indescribably respectful.

Xia Yunjie nodded and glanced at Honghai'er's subordinates who were hiding far away. Those subordinates hurriedly knelt down and said: "Grandpa, don't worry. Grandpa, don't worry. The little ones must not dare to make the slightest move."

Xia Yunjie nodded with satisfaction, then used the earth movement technique again, escaped into the foot of the Flame Mountain, and headed towards the fire veins in the center of the earth below.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you okay? Do you want to go to the Boss and the Empress for help?" After Xia Yunjie left, a moment later, one of his subordinates came forward and asked cautiously with a sad face.

"Please help? Do you want to kill me? Didn't you hear that the Immortal said that as long as I make the slightest move, I will not be able to use the Five Immortals True Fire from now on?" Hong Hai'er cursed after hearing this. , the corners of his eyes were still stained with tears from crying just now.

"Yes, yes, the little one won't go, he won't go." The subordinate said hurriedly.

"You are not allowed to tell anyone about this matter, lest people laugh at me." The red boy thought for a while and then said.

"Yes, yes, don't say it, don't say it." The subordinates nodded one after another, but they did not dare to offend the Holy Infant King. This guy has the five divine fires, and if he sprays it out, they will be reduced to ashes. Moreover, their king was made to look like this, crying like a child. If word spread, they would lose face.

"Haha!" Under the ground, Xia Yunjie could hear what was said above through the water dragon, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Red Boy was born with a body of fire, and was in the Golden Immortal realm. He had the Five Realms of True Fire. Although the water dragon was powerful, he was only at the Golden Immortal level after all, so he couldn't swallow them up so easily. Besides, after he left, the water dragon was basically just a decoration. The red boy had to be bolder and burst out with firepower like he had just fought with him. The fire dragon would probably be burned to death in an instant, and he would be able to Got away.

Unexpectedly, the red boy was so frightened by him that he didn't dare to have any objections again, and he couldn't be more obedient. Otherwise, once Honghai'er escapes, Xia Yunjie will have to flee immediately after taking the Zhurong flag. After all, the red boy's father must be an extremely powerful person to be sworn brothers with Sun Wukong. Coupled with his mother's fighting power, Xia Yunjie knew that she must be extremely terrifying even if she thought about it with her buttocks.

Xia Yunjie only has a little foundation in the immortal world, so how can he dare to fight with such a powerful person? Naturally, the only option was to run away.

Going all the way down, we probably reached Bailai Wanzhang. The magma was already churning underneath, and everywhere was ablaze. Even Xia Yunjie felt the scorching heat rushing towards his face. His skin was cracked, his mouth was smoking, and his whole body felt as if he was being pressed by a heavy mountain. When it was difficult to walk, he saw what was inside the churning magma. , there is a flag floating there quietly, no matter how the magma churns, it will not be washed away.

As soon as he saw the flag, before Xia Yunjie made a move, Zhu Rongqi seemed to sense his presence and suddenly rose up from the magma and fell into his palm.

Holding the Zhurong flag, Xia Yunjie immediately felt like flesh and blood were connected, and the Gonggong flag in his body even faintly sounded the roar of Gonggong, as if it was about to break out of the body.

"Sure enough, they were friends of life and death! Unfortunately, they are all gone now, and only the remaining souls and essences are left, floating in the world like lonely ghosts." Xia Yunjie sighed secretly, and dropped a drop of blood on Zhurong Banner. On the way, the Zhurong flag turned into a bit of black light and sank into his palm, entered his body, and was warmed in the witch cauldron in his heart.

The heart belongs to fire, and the witch tripod received the Zhurong flag, and the witch fire became more and more powerful, exuding a hot breath.

After taking Zhu Rong into his body, Xia Yunjie did not dare to sacrifice him.

If he sacrifices to Zhurong, the Witch King's Cauldron will inevitably be broken and recast again. Even Wu Xian's essence cannot cover up the strange phenomena caused by that time, unless he can find all the twelve Dutian Witch Ancestral Flags or borrow them Those innate treasures that Wu Xian mentioned before.

But even if Xia Yunjie now has something to cover up, he will not sacrifice the Zhurong flag at this time. Some time ago, he broke through the earth witches and the celestial witches one after another, all the way to the point where the witch king's cauldron was not broken and reforged except for the black witch. His strength as a witch cultivator has actually surpassed that of an ordinary great witch, but he hasn't had time to fully understand it. Strengthen the foundation. At this time, we should not seek breakthroughs, but should slow down, comprehend ancient witchcraft, and consolidate our foundation.