Chapter 271 (1/2)

Moreover, different from the flame seen in yangdingtian before, this flame can't feel any breath of life or any flexibility.

Before, even Yan bieqing devoured the phantom fire, also full of vitality.

However, the flame in front of us didn't seem to have the slightest vitality. Moreover, it seems that I can't feel any temperature. It's not as good as the best ground fire that Yang Dingtian forged the young sword before.

If there is no vitality, it is not the dark fire. But if it's not XuanHuo, what is the flame in front of us?

But no matter what this flame is, yangdingtian will not give up this last hope.

Although this flame does not seem to have any vitality, it is not a dark fire. Just put the consciousness and the dark spirit into the fire. If it's XuanHuo, it will respond immediately.

Suddenly, Yang Dingtian held his breath, mixed his consciousness into the Xuan Qi, and then slowly approached the Xuan fire.

Yangdingtian had seen the phantom fire before. As soon as Xuanqi came near, the fire could not wait to get close to it.

However, there was no reaction from the flame.

The Xuanqi and consciousness of yangdingtian are still getting closer.

One foot.

Eight inches.

Five inches.

Three inches.

One inch

Yang Ding was so naive that he almost choked.

He really hoped that the flame in front of him was dark fire, although he knew that the possibility was very small.

But this is really his last hope!

”Leave it all to God! Whether it's XuanHuo or not, I'll admit it. ” Yang Dingtian's secret way in his heart, and then suddenly enters Xuanqi.

There was no response.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Three seconds passed.

A full half minute passed.

The flame had no reaction, and the divine consciousness and Xuanqi of yangdingtian seemed to enter the ordinary flame, just like entering the wood.

Yang Dingtian's body is getting colder and colder, and his heart is getting colder and colder.

Sure enough, no miracle happened.

Finally, all the coldness and disappointment turned into a sigh.

Why is that? How could that be?

Yang Dingtian almost never cried and didn't want to cry. More will not cry for frustration, but in front of him really want to cry, not for emotion, but for frustration.

In spite of all the hardships he had experienced before, he succeeded in achieving his goal, and even gained more than his goal.

Now, XuanHuo is his most important thing, but he will fail.

Did he run out of luck?

This blow is really unprecedented for yangdingtian.

Yang Dingtian certainly won't cry, but he wants to cry.

”Wuwu...”

Suddenly, a sad cry came from Yang Dingtian's ear.

I didn't cry. Yang Dingtian was shocked.

Do you want to cry in your heart, so you have hallucinations?

But then, the cry became louder and louder, more and more weird and more terrifying.

Then the flame began to wander around.

The space here is not big, but the flame wanders very carefully.

Almost every few inches, it will stop, as if to feel around, to smell carefully, and then move a few inches again.

It moved and cried.

The cry became louder and louder, and then it seemed that millions of people were crying desperately in their ears.

This kind of feeling is totally chilling.

Finally, this kind of crying becomes more strange, not only to disturb people's mind, but also to capture people's soul. There is a kind of deep into the spirit, to make people crazy.

At this time, the flame floated to the side of the East ice cream, it was crying, while close to the East ice cream, as if to smell her breath.

When approaching the East ice, the flame suddenly jumped and danced.