The firelight in the sky covered the supernatural genius, and even Ji Lingchen, who was poured into the wine pile, had never seen him like this.

He was stunned and shocked.

"The God of Fire is coming? Haha, pretending to be a ghost! This is Xia Kingdom, do you think you are Zhurong! Then I am still working together!"

Although Qin Muran is afraid of the other party's strength, at present, there is no depth of the fight and there is still no pressure.

Although the psychic is a bit weird, how can his power be compared with the ancient martial arts master?

"Ignorous mortals offended the gods. Today, I, the god of fire, judges you on behalf of the gods!"

The supernatural genius said coldly as if he was being controlled.

"Haha, come on! It depends on who will judge who!"

Qin Muran snorted coldly, and the aura in his body burst out in an instant. The violent energy poured down like a river. The hot air actually dropped under the impact of Qin Muran's energy.

"Clam!"

Suddenly, a cold light broke through the sky. Neither Ji Lingfeng nor Ji Lingchen saw how Qin Muran did it. The Dawn Blade Sword had appeared in his hands.

The dark blade was filled with a faint cold light, and the solemn knife intent could not be stopped.

This knife is a killing knife!

"Vulcan finger!"

The supernatural man was not surprised when he saw Qin Muran take out his weapon. He pointed a finger at Qin Muran, and the flame ball condensed behind him seemed to have found a target, turning into a wisp of horses and killing towards Qin Muran.

"Haha, the Fire God finger, this is called the Fire Snake!"

Qin Muran smiled, and the dawn sword in his hand attacked. A cold light flashed, and the shadows of the swords seemed to gather from all directions.

"Sword Control!"

Qin Muran tried to quickly deal with this fire-type psychic. As soon as the sword control technique was used, the sword intention was raging, like a strong wind, and he rushed towards the psychic psychic in front.

"boom!"

The shadow of the sword slashed at the fire-red Pilian who was attacking him, and instantly smashed it, and at the same time, it turned into a lightning-like ray of lightning to kill the fire-type psychics.

"Fire Shield!"

The supernatural roared, and a shield condensed from flames appeared in front of him, blocking the sword light that rushed towards him.

"The God of Fire destroyed the world!"

This time, the fire-type superpower activist took the initiative to attack.

I have to say that the thing he had muttered a few times there seemed to be really useful. Originally, Qin Muran felt that he could easily kill him, but now it seems that he smelled a scent of danger.

Of course, it was more burnt, because he was like a hot man, and some things around him were almost unable to hold on and zoomed in.

"boom!"

The supernatural priest blasted a palm at Qin Muran from the air. This palm was formed by countless flames, as if it was coming out of the sky and bombarded Qin Muran.

"Clam!"

Qin Muran held the Dawn Blade knife and slashed vertically at the palm. His palm was like white paper and was easily chopped by him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One palm was split, but the next second, countless palms emerged, pouring down towards Qin Muran like dense bullets.

Qin Muran's face did not change his expression, and his energy was released, forming a protective true energy. The aura erupted out, isolating all the fire palms outside. At the same time, he saw the knife energy one after another, shaking the fire palms apart.

"The Fire Dance Madman!"

Seeing that Qin Muran could block the attack of the fire palm, an unexpected look appeared on his face.

But now he is still too little consciousness. He only has Qin Muran and only fight in his eyes.

"boom!"

The supernatural rushes towards Qin Muran, trying to fight in close combat.

Qin Muran felt the heat wave coming to his face, and then the temperature around him suddenly rose, as if he was in a stove.

"I'll go! This is too cruel! I can't beat me, will I burn me to death?"

Even at this time, Qin Muran couldn't help but joke.

"Brother Ran, you are trapped in the Bagua furnace to refine alchemy! Come on, break his broken furnace!"

Ji Lingfeng looked like he was watching the show and said in a hurry.

"Boy, you're waiting, there are other people! I'll leave it to you!"

Qin Muran was in trouble and instantly pulled the hatred of others on Ji Lingfeng.

"Damn! Brother Ran, you are so unkind! I won't take you to play like this!"

Ji Lingfeng was so scared that he jumped up, but as soon as his words fell, the remaining group of people came to him.

"Clam!"

A cold light flashed by, Ji Lingfeng was quick-witted and hid to the side. Fortunately, the strongest among the group of people was just a first-class master. Compared to himself, Ji Lingfeng was still a little weaker, so he was still at ease to deal with it.

On the other hand, Qin Muran is still fighting with the supernatural beings.

The firelight in the sky bombarded Qin Muran, like a meteorite falling. Qin Muran dodged left and right, and the group of fireballs burned when they touched one place.

For a moment, the huge private room seemed to be in a fire.

"This destruction maniac!"

Qin Muran looked at the fire-type supernatural person in front of him and said contemptuously.

"I really want to know where you came from now! It seems that this supernatural being is not bad! When there is no fire, just rub your fingers and you will have it!"

It's time for Qin Muran to be joking.

"Since that's the case, let's fight quickly! I'm really wondering who is behind the scenes. It's rare to see psychics of your level! I didn't expect that you, a big fish, would be great!"

The corners of Qin Muran's mouth rose slightly, and at the same time, the Dantian trembled, and the energy rushed out of it. The ancient martial arts in his body were circulating wildly, and Qin Muran actually reached the peak almost in an instant.

"One-knife collapses!"

The power brewed by Qin Muran rushed out in an instant and rushed towards the fire-type supernatural being in front of him.

The latter roared angrily and rushed over with a punch, hoping to decide the outcome with one last move.

This sword was like coming from outside the sky, and the cold light suddenly appeared, as if it had chopped down the stars in the nine heavens. The rolling sword light seemed to explode, instantly igniting a dazzling light in the room, making people involuntarily close their eyes and dare not look directly.

The light shrouded in it, covering the psychics. A loud bang came from his ears. The fire armor on the psychics was shattered by the sword light, and their bodies flew backwards like shells, hitting the wall behind.

The walls were sunken and quickly cracked around them, like target paper.

The flame on the psychic man also dissipated instantly, and the flames around him seemed to have not appeared, disappeared out of thin air, and the temperature returned to normal again.
Chapter completed!