Time was running out, Ming Luo ignored the pain and tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power to fly towards a crack in the clear sky above.
"You must not let go." Ming Luo's body couldn't stop shaking, and she was almost on the verge of death.
But the sea of magma and fire beneath him was still approaching, and was about to burn the corner of Ye Zhihan's clothes.
Ming Luo gritted her teeth and continued to fly upwards. She and Ye Zhihan had overcome so many difficulties together, and she definitely did not want to die inexplicably in the sea of fire.
Just when Mingluo felt that she could not hold on any longer, she felt that the spiritual power in her body was flowing much more smoothly. Ye Zhihan looked at her with a smile and continued to input more spiritual power into her.
But Ye Zhihan had very little energy left in his body, and he was almost draining himself to support Ming Luo.
"I haven't married you yet, how could I bear to leave you alone." Ye Zhihan said weakly, still continuously injecting true energy into Mingluo's body.
Ming Luo pouted and wanted to cry, but she couldn't. Her physical strength was almost at its limit. She wanted to save her last bit of energy and escape from this place with Ye Zhihan.
The fire beneath him grew stronger, Mingluo's face turned orange, and the flames coming out from the edge of the magma almost burned Ye Zhihan's clothes.
Mingluo didn't dare to look down, he just tried his best to fly upwards.
It’s very close, I can fly out soon, the clear sky is just around the corner!
However, Mingluo and Ye Zhihan's flying speed was limited, and the magma was about to swallow them both.
"Hmm..." Fat Tao crawled out of Ye Zhihan's arms. His whole body was flattened like a book, and he looked at Ming Luo with his eyes half-open and half-closed.
"Ahhhh, what's going on?" Fat Peach flew up in shock.
After rubbing his eyes and seeing the situation clearly, Pang Tao hurriedly worked together with Ming Luo to pull Ye Zhihan up and fly together.
With Fat Peach's help, the three of them finally escaped before the magma was about to fill the entire chessboard space.
The moment they escaped from the chessboard space, a sea of fire surged into the cracks, and then the entire space was filled with magma until it disappeared.
Ming Luo collapsed to the ground, breathing in deep gulps of fresh air. His chest ached uncontrollably and his legs were shaking violently.
"Ye Zhihan, how are you?" Ming Luo endured the pain and crawled to Ye Zhihan's side.
Unexpectedly, Ye Zhihan had already fallen into a coma and was breathing weakly. There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, with more than a dozen white spots embedded in his skin. Half of his foot was burned by the lava, revealing the white bones.
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