Refining Fire to Become Immortal

[Slow pace] [Group portrait] [Mortal flow] [Sex is like fire] [One sentence version] Mining slave Li Huo dug up an ancient god. The god said: "Break the seal for me and give you invincible power - but you will die." Li Huo smiled: "Death? I died ten years ago. Now, I just want to burn --- The mine has been mined for ten years, and every pickaxe has been dug into the fire of hatred. Li Huo, the lowest mining slave of Xuanyuan Sect, his flesh and blood are like consumables, and his life is like a mayfly. He once had a body tempered by strange fire, but because he refused to "dedicate" it to his fellow inner disciples, his meridians were removed in public and driven into the Netherworld Mine - where he was worked to death. Ten years later, the deepest part of the vein. A pickaxe pierced the ancient prohibition, and what was sealed was not the treasure, but an ancient being named "Yanjun". "You ant, are you willing to burn all your shackles to be my carrier? " The price is a narrow escape from death and a loss of soul. Li Huo grinned, blood oozing from his teeth: "I want the power to burn through the Xuanyuan Sect and kill Zhao Wujiu...! " From then on, the remaining body became the furnace and the soul became firewood. He was branded with incomplete "flame sequence", his meridians were like cracked pottery embryos, and his Dantian was imprisoned with violent and immortal fire. From Ghost Crying Forest to Qingyan Town, from Netherworld Mines to ancient ruins, Li Huo dragged his body on the verge of collapse and harnessed the fire of gods with the anger of mortals. He wants to burn a way out in this cannibalistic world. We should also ask the aloof Immortal Sect: "When you crushed the ants... Did you ever think that in the arms of the ants, there was a fire that could burn the sky? "