“I... am I... dead?

I don't know when, the clock left the consciousness of fainting because of the broken golden bone in the body, and woke up again.

But everything he felt after opening his eyes, he was once again in a short-term confusion.

It was a closed space of darkness and chaos, and nothing else was seen, as if all the light had been dispersed.

The intense pain that came from the body seemed to disappear completely at this moment, just as the previous battle did not exist at all.

Hmmm!

Just when the clock was away from doubt, the darkness in front of him was pierced by a cluster of golden fire, and the light began to shine again in the sight.

“The fire?”

The clock looked at this golden flame constantly changing, and finally it became a small flame of fire, and finally it was a happy sound.

The appearance of the fire obviously gave him a little peace of mind.

At least that means that you are not dead yet.

“Fire, what is this place?”

After returning to God, the clock is also hastily to speak out, wanting to know the situation in the moment.

His last memory is clearly that he was defeated by the demonic ghosts called by the dutiful gods in the duel field, and even almost killed directly.

But the space in front of you is clearly not the battlefield of the Qing Dynasty, and even everything has disappeared.

Only that sense of uneasiness is telling the clock that he is not really out of danger.

"This is the space of the Emperor's scroll, and it is the Lord who pulls your consciousness into it."

The flame of the little man changes and forms, so suspended in front of the clock, but also seriously answer.

“That means... I’m still on the battlefield?”Did the sword kill the filial piety?”

After hearing this, the clock could not be separated, and immediately reacted quickly, and asked anxiously.

Now the situation on the battlefield is very urgent, but he pulled into this mysterious space, completely unaware of what happened to the outside world.

The demonic remnant almost killed him directly, although in the final critical moment, he did his best to inspire the power of the Xuanyuan sword.

But whether it can successfully kill the filial piety and the strange demonic spirit, there is no certainty in the centrifugal.

If filial piety does not die, I am afraid that the situation of the kingdom of the Red God will not change.

"Of course it fails, the power of the Xuanyuan sword you can use is too weak, and even if you successfully attack the existence of that level, you can't kill it."

The fire shook his head, and the voice was very sure, and there was some regret and regret in the tone.

“Or has it failed...”

Although this result was long anticipated, when he really learned from the fire, the clock still showed a bitter look from his face.

He had done his best to win this battle, but under the power of the demonic realm, everything seemed so powerless.

If there is enough time, perhaps the clock can really fight the demonic saint with its own strength in the future, but in this moment, it is impossible.

Seeing the low mood of the former, the fire said again:

"Don't worry, you're not dead now, and the old man of the Shura, in order to protect the blood of his heart, has fought against this attack for you."

This news made him look away from the look, and the blood of the heart would save his life at a critical moment, which he did not expect.

After all, his relationship with the Great is only a contract forced by the blood of the heart, and it may break down at any time.

Now by coincidence, it was the blood of the heart that saved his life.

But he soon remembered something, and asked without frown again:

“What is the situation in the duel now?Why don’t you let me go back to the battlefield?”

The fire continued, “Although the blood of the heart protects you, it does not mean that you have escaped from danger.”

"Even Xuan Xuan sword can not behead the demon clan, light by your own strength, how can you do it?" 」

“Once you get back to your body, there will only be one result in waiting for you... and that is death!”

Hearing this question, the clock was silent.

As the fire said, he is now even destroyed, even if he returns to his body from this emperor's space, there is no way to drag such a residual body to continue to fight the demonic level of the enemy.

Once back on the battlefield, all that awaits him is death!

"In fact, there is another way to solve the current dilemma, which is also the reason why Benjum specifically pulled you into here."

At this time, the fire tone turned, but suddenly came out a word.

“Do we still have a chance?”

Hearing this, the clock raised his eyes, his eyes full of doubt.

After all, how does this sound seem unlikely, and in this situation, what can be done to allow him to fight against a demonic enemy?

The fire does not answer this question, but continues to say:

"Since you are now entering the space of the emperor is only a wisp of consciousness, so when you return to the body, time will not flow much, it will still be the moment when the Buddha pulls you into the space of the emperor."

"The Xuanyuan sword is the sword of Fu Xi, as long as you can exert all its power, you will be able to kill the demon clan, which is your only chance on the battlefield."

"But because your blood is not complete enough in your body, and you can't fully control the sword, so if you want to win, you must force your master the power of the sword."

“What does that... mean?”

After hearing this series of words, the clock stood in the same place, and the heart fainted and raised a bad premonition.

In the fire did not answer his words, but the suspended body trembled slightly, suddenly retreating into the dark space again.

"The inheritance of the people as the royal family is worthy of the existence recognized by the Xuanyuan sword, as long as you devour the fire of the Buddha, naturally can completely unblock the power of the Xuanyuan sword..."

When the sound came, the fire had stopped, and the light on the body began to become more and more bright.

Hush!

The golden fire sprung up again, as if it had suddenly been added to the fuel and became extremely dazzling.

The darkness around it receded like a tide, and it seemed that the light had turned into a sharp blade, cutting off all darkness.

But the clock fell motionless from the eyes on the fire, and did not feel the slightest glare, but there was a strange warm rise.

"The royal family clocks away from the hearing order!""

The sound of light came from a sharp voice, with a sense of great majesty, which was not like the fire spirit that had been grinning.

“This is...”

The sound of the shock of the look, the look of the eyes of the crazy flash.

Just as the Fire Chronicles have said, controlling all the forces of the Xuanyuan sword is the only way to defeat the demonic saint.

And want Xuanyuan sword to admit that the royal blood is not complete, it seems that there is only one way, that is, let the clock go away from devouring the fire that belongs to the inheritance of fire.

Zhong suddenly understood that even if the fire discipline is the most powerful fire spirit, if the fire is swallowed, it will not escape the result of a disappearance.

The fire is clearly determined to sacrifice all his strength, let him control the sword, break the inevitable dead in front of him!

"In the name of inheriting the fire, the Buddha recognized the identity of your royal family, and gave the kind of fire to the bell!"

“Wait, no!”

After reacting, the clock suddenly climbed up and dashed toward the golden flame in front of him.

"The meaning of the existence of the Buddha-figure is to find the true heirs of the people, and now you have obtained the seal of Fuxi, and you have undoubtedly done all this."

"I thought that the day that the Lord could see you unblock all the curse seals and truly become a human emperor, now it seems that he will not see it."

"The inheritance of the people's royal family, the Buddha all left in the royal scroll, as long as you need, you can turn on from the fire oil lamp, do not worry."

"Furthermore, although you are a troublesome boy, Ben-Holy, he still wants to say that he chose you as a passer-by, and he did not regret it."

"Good-bye, boy, the future of the royal family... is left to you."

The last voice appeared in the consciousness of the clock, which made the pupils of the former suddenly shrink, and also used all their strength to grasp the light emitted by the center.

However, this conscious body does not have any powerful force.

When the fingertips touch the center of light, all the flames are scattered in space like fluorescence, but it is like the clock that breaks all this out of the initiative.

The body of the clock fell into the void, and between the arks saw only a flowing golden liquid, which left after all the flames had dissipated and fell into his own hand.Then all the flames and light disappeared, and the surrounding darkness, like a tide, devoured the consciousness of the clock.