Douluo's eternal fire

"Alas." Sun Yuntian sighed helplessly, and immediately retracted the Eternal Flame in his hand.

"Is the disappearance of my sense of taste also related to the eternal fire?" Sun Yuntian asked in his heart.

"Well, if the sense of taste disappears, it will disappear. It doesn't matter whether you want this thing or not." The system said.

Sun Yuntian had no choice but to nod his head. Although he said this, it was still a bit fatal. After all, if the sense of taste disappeared, wouldn't it be impossible to taste all the delicacies in the world?

Sun Yuntian shook his head, threw all the distracting thoughts out of his mind, and then began to sit cross-legged and began to practice.

He wanted to see if what the system said was true.

An hour later.

Sun Yuntian opened his eyes and clenched his fists suddenly. This hour of cultivation has no effect. The soul power he has cultivated seems to be sucked away by something. No matter how he cultivates, it is useless. achievement.

"The eternal fire can even devour the soul power," Sun Yuntian stood up and said with gritted teeth.

"Hehe, this is just the price of accumulation." The system said.

"Thick accumulations but little success" Sun Yuntian asked with a frown.

"When it's time for you to know, you will naturally know" the system said.

"Now we can only cultivate the eternal fire to the highest level." Sun Yuntian said in a deep voice.

And if you want to practice the eternal fire, the only way is to withstand the pressure of the titled Douluo

"Brother Yuntian, you still have to bear the teacher's pressure."

Bibi Dong frowned when she heard that Sun Yuntian was under the pressure of Qianxun Ji.

Sun Yuntian nodded helplessly, gently touched Bibi Dong's long and silky hair with his palms, and said softly: "Practice comes with a price, and if I want to improve my strength, I must cultivate the Eternal Fire to the highest level."

"But Bibi Dong had something to say, but was interrupted by Sun Yuntian waving his hand, "There's nothing wrong with it, let's go, I'll accompany you around the Spirit Hall. "

After saying that, Sun Yuntian stood up, took Bibidong's little hand and walked out of her room.

Sun Yuntian and Bibi Dong stopped at the head of a bridge, the latter raised his head and stared at the night sky tightly.

Tonight's night is extremely beautiful, countless stars seem to have wisdom, constantly changing their positions in the sky.

"so beautiful."

Sun Yuntian glanced at Bibi Dong's appearance at this time. Under the night light, even if she looked like a little girl, she was so beautiful.

"Brother Yuntian, look, it's so beautiful." Bibi Dong smiled while pointing at the night sky with her little finger.

Sun Yuntian also stared at it, and said with a smile: "No matter how beautiful the night sky is, it is not as beautiful as you."

"Brother Yuntian." Bibidong blushed slightly, looking at Sun Yuntian, not knowing what to say.

"Haha, you are still shy." Sun Yuntian laughed first, then looked at Bibi Dong and said softly: "If I leave Wuhun Hall in the future, will you forget me?"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong was taken aback for a moment, then stared at Sun Yuntian with rosy eyes, and said softly: "No, I will never forget Brother Yuntian." Speaking of this, she suddenly whispered: " Brother Yuntian, if I grow up, I will marry you."

Sun Yuntian paused as he touched Bibi Dong's smooth long hair, and then said in a low voice, "Of course I will marry you when you grow up."

Sun Yuntian's words were so low that even Bibi Dong didn't hear what he said.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to sleep." Sun Yuntian held Bibi Dong's little hand and wanted to leave.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a palm-sized silver lightning shot through Sun Yuntian's back as if it had penetrated the space.

Sun Yuntian also reacted quickly. The moment the thunder sounded, he threw Bibi Dong aside, and he was looking directly at the silver lightning.

"Where did the rats come from?"

Just when Sun Yuntian was about to release the eternal flame, a roar mixed with terrifying coercion swept over.

Under this voice, the silver lightning stopped in surprise, and then quickly shattered under Sun Yuntian's shocked gaze.

In a hotel in Wuhun City, a figure wrapped in black spurted out a mouthful of blood, and immediately said hoarsely: "Qian Daoliu is not dead after all."

"Boss, what should we do over there in the far north?"

Touched by the darkness, a burly figure appeared behind the man in black and asked respectfully.

"I don't want to move the Wuhun Palace, but I feel very familiar with that young man named Sun Yuntian, and he probably doesn't come from this Douluo Continent."

The figure in black slowly lifted the mask on his cheek, and his handsome face appeared in the air like this.

This person has silver pupils, a head of dark blue long hair falling down to his waist, and a mark on his forehead. He also holds a folding fan in his palm, and there are thunderclaps when the folding fan is gently flapped. , the folding fan in his hand is not a simple item.

"Hey, I'm curious, which one is better, my system or his?" the blue-haired young man thought in his heart.

"Snow Empress and Ice Empress are really good-looking girls. I went to the extreme north and captured them. But I can't do it now. I want to monitor Sun Yuntian's every move." The folding fan in the hands of the blue-haired youth With a slight swing, he immediately said to the burly figure: "Your strength is enough to fight against Snow Empress and Ice Empress. You go to the extreme north to help the third child."

"Yes." The burly figure bowed respectfully to the blue-haired young man, and his figure disappeared in surprise.

"The power of space, who can do it in this continent?"

The blue-haired young man muttered, "This old guy Qian Daoliu is still so ruthless when he strikes."

Sun Yuntian stared blankly at the slowly shattering silver lightning, even if he didn't come back to his senses for a while, the silver lightning just now definitely surpassed the level of Limit Douluo, probably reached the level of demigod s attack.

But the person who made the sound easily blocked the silver lightning with a shout. The person who made the sound must have reached the level of demigod.

A strong man with the level of a demigod in the Wuhun Temple is probably only a thousand people.

"Oh, strength." Sun Yuntian fully felt how difficult it is to move forward without strength, but a random attack almost killed him.

"Are you okay?" Bibi Dong walked over quickly and kept glancing at Sun Yuntian.

Sun Yuntian waved his hands with a smile, and said with a smile, "I'm fine, let's go."

Sun Yuntian's expression changed suddenly, and he turned his eyes to a hotel in Wuhun City in the distance, and the two eyes met immediately.

The surrounding space is somewhat distorted, and there are suddenly dark clouds gathering in the sky at this moment.