Fish swimming around the world

Ying Wuming didn't have time to think about it. The armor on his body raised a circle of light. He turned around, picked up Jiang Fan, bent his knees, rolled it into a ball, and slammed it outwards.

The reaction was fast enough. Even so, the moment the light curtain came into contact with the Earth's Core Flame, it was as if a bubble was burst. The next moment, Ying Wuming's protective energy was burned through, including his clothes. Disappeared completely.

Fortunately, he was big enough to protect Jiang Fan inside, but he could not protect his back, calves, and shoulders. The golden armor blessed by the formation began to melt in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Chao Feng holding Jiang Fan in his arms like a cannonball, plunging into the water without knowing whether to live or die, the old guy suddenly roared, "Get out of the way!"

The fisherman immediately realized something was wrong and shouted: "Back off!"

Everyone jumped back almost at the same time.

Almost at the same time, ten feet of green light erupted in Sun Daotong's eyes, and green energy like magic flames rose up all over his body. The next second, the green mist burst out, as if exploding, covering a hundred feet in an instant. Within the range, people suddenly turned on their backs, and countless The strong man didn't even have time to cry out, before he sprayed green light from the inside out, and then exploded with a bang. Countless green flesh and blood flew into the air, and within a hundred feet, it was as horrific as the netherworld.

Both the enemy and the enemy had pale faces. Law Enforcement Jin was the first to realize something was wrong. Although he retreated frantically, he was paid close attention to by the old guy. The green light in his eyes hit an arm, and the forearm immediately corroded and fell off.

Law Enforcement Jin screamed, and without hesitation, he hooked down and his arm was broken at shoulder level. However, he finally managed to escape from the green mist.

Others were so frightened that they fled desperately.

Fortunately, the old guy didn't have time to pay attention to them at this moment. He jumped up and roared towards the river. The green air wave was like a dragon, and the river surface was hit by a huge columnar space, which directly hit the bottom.

A golden figure was huddled there, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The fisherman had quick eyes and quick hands. He swung out the green bamboo pole and a silver thread flashed past. The two of them had been caught.

At this time, a long cry came from the distance, and the other party's troops seemed to have been summoned by something. They were already frightened and fled away one after another as they were still unwilling to stay.

Everyone had no intention of pursuing them and rushed forward to check if the two were still alive.

The old guy pressed his palm on Ying Wuming's shoulder. The golden armor there had melted to the point where it was probably stuck to his skin.

After a moment, the old guy's green light dissipated, and he let out a long breath: "Alive."

Only then did everyone feel relieved. However, when they looked at the golden-armored Martial Saint, everyone was shocked. The flames in the center of the earth were too terrifying. There was no trace left on his body. As long as the golden armor engraved with formations could be seen, The parts that reached it have melted, like solidified gold water.

He seemed to be unconscious, but he still held her tightly.

The old guy carefully pressed his hands on several joints of Ying Wuming, and then his whole body relaxed.

Jiang Fan was also exposed in his arms. Miraculously, he was unscathed and even his clothes were intact.

The fisherman sighed with emotion: "What a great Chaofeng. The moment he came out, he must have concentrated all his protective energy on protecting this kid, otherwise it wouldn't be like this."

However, Jiang Fan was burned by the high temperature and seemed to be a little dazed. He didn't wake up until the old guy tapped his finger on his Yintang.

After coming back to his senses, he looked around and immediately noticed Ying Wuming. Jiang Fan immediately rushed towards him: "Chaofeng... Chaofeng! Are you okay?"

Only he knew that just now, Ying Wuming escorted him out with all his strength, then plunged into the water, dived crazily, and finally extinguished the Earth's Core Flame with the strong water pressure and lack of oxygen.

At this moment, Ying Wuming was unconscious.

The fisherman said: "Boy, he protected you with all his strength and fainted himself. Although there is no danger to his life, he may suffer extensive burns."

Jiang Fan followed his gaze and looked at Ying Wuming's body. Most of the armor melted. This was a specially made armor with formations engraved on it.

Jiang Fan instantly realized the danger at that time.

After all, she still underestimated Poppy. She didn't know where she got such a rare thing. It was not that she didn't have other preparations, but she launched it too quickly. If it hadn't been for Ying Wuming, she might have been in trouble.

But Ying Wuming was too miserable. Jiang Fan's heart tightened. Looking at this situation, even if his brother-in-law is alive, his physical condition is not optimistic...

Sure enough, when the old guy started to take off his armor for treatment, he found that the golden armor had been stuck to the skin and flesh, and every time he took off a piece, there was a large piece of flesh and blood.

Jiang Fan was trembling in his heart when he saw it, and when the old guy started to take Ying Wuming's helmet, Jiang Fan no longer cared about whether his identity was exposed or not, and just hoped that he was fine.

But the truth was cruel, Ying Wuming's hair was gone, and his helmet was stained and a large piece of his scalp was torn off. The moment he took off the mask, Jiang Fan's heart suddenly tightened.

I can’t bear to see it!

Ying Wuming's peerless handsome face that even the gods would envy became bloody and terrifying.

This extremely beautiful man was completely disfigured!

Jiang Fan's hands were trembling. He never expected that Ying Wuming could do this for him.

"...Why, why are you doing this? I don't have any other options..."

Jiang Fan sat on the ground, clenching his fists and muttering to himself.

On the high mountain in the distance, Poppy shook her head in disbelief: "This... He was actually allowed to escape despite being sealed by the ship's formation formation and burned by the flames of the earth's core. Could it be that he is really the son of luck?"

Yu Cuicheng also trembled and put down the telescope: "... That old thing, what kind of demon is it..."

The scene of the old guy's outburst just now brought him endless shock, and that kind of fear was simply deep in his bones.

Yu Meiren said helplessly: "Failure at the last moment... Loss of troops and generals, this start is not favorable."

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. Through the telescope, she actually saw Jiang Fan seemed to be looking up at her.

Yes, at this moment Jiang Fan was staring at the distance: "Yu Qingcheng! Originally, I just wanted to play a game to let you vent your anger... Now, don't blame me!"

After saying that, he stood up, took out a copper tube, and suddenly pulled out the plug. A beam of fire shot up into the sky, making a harsh cry, and the red spot in the air exploded, and the sound spread in all directions.

Yu Meiren on the top of the mountain suddenly felt a jolt in her heart, secretly saying that it was not good. Although she couldn't see clearly, she knew that Jiang Fan was angry. She didn't know how scary an angry Jiang Fan was because she had never seen him angry before, but she could guess by imagination that he must be extremely terrifying. He was a peerless monster...

"Sure enough... you are not easy to talk to..."

Yu Meiren just muttered a sentence, and found that many figures rushed to the top of the mountain from all directions. Judging from their body movements, they were all super strong.

Yu Meiren was scared. In order to deal with Jiang Fan, she sent all her men out. In addition to the twenty personal guards and more than thirty inner disciples on the top of the mountain, there were many people left, but not too many high-end combat power. But why did he know I was here? Who are these people?

Before I had time to think more, dozens of masters had rushed to the top of the mountain. These people were all wearing black clothes and masks, revealing only a pair of eyes, cold and ruthless, like a venomous snake.