"But, if I expected it was OK, you probably couldn't activate the pyrogenic inflammation now, right?" The human-shaped underground race seemed to be sure of this, looked at Ji Wentian and said, "Otherwise, you would have activated the pyrogenic inflammation long ago, instead of talking nonsense to me here."

Ji Wentian was about to speak when he suddenly thought of one thing: he was the second generation successor of the bronchitis, that was before, now... he could not activate bronchitis, it was not that he was over-consuming bronchitis. For a magic gun of the level of bronchitis, the previous attack would not have any effect on it, nor would it be damaged. Moreover, the sect leader said that the strength of bronchitis is not limited!

So... did I do something bad that made Chinyan hate him?

In fact, whether he is the successor of the brain inflammation depends entirely on the meaning of the brain inflammation. It seems to the outside world that it is the second generation of the brain inflammation. Even the underground races in front of him never launched the last blow, just because they are worried that they will defeat the death. If they really activate the brain inflammation, they are also afraid of death!

Suddenly, Ji Wentian felt a little ridiculous.

It’s ridiculous to be determined by a cold gun!

Thinking of this, Ji Wentian's eyes condensed. Since the primordial inflammation is useless in his hands, what's wrong with it? Anyone who gives it will be given, they will be under house arrest and controlled. Maybe they will defect to underground races and get more benefits.

You know, the underground races are extremely powerful, and I heard that their kings are extremely generous!

As for what the sect leader said before his death, he did agree at that time, but... survival is naturally more important!

"I can give it to you, but I hope you keep your word." Ji Wentian said: "Otherwise, I will hurt you hard when I fight to the death. The pursuers of other human forces will probably arrive soon. At that time, you may be able to kill me, but Chiyan will definitely not belong to you."

Upon hearing this, the humanoid underground race who was already planning to take action immediately looked happy, and then agreed without thinking, because Ji Wentian was right and he had received the news that within three minutes, the masters of the human race would come.

"Yes. But you have to give me the bronchitis first." The humanoid underground race said.

"Aren't you sure I can't activate my pyrogenitis at all? Why, are you still worried that I would kill you with this gun?" Ji Wentian was not so stupid that he handed over the pyrogenitis now, but said, "I want to meet your king in person."

"No! You can't take Zhiyan to see the king!" Hearing this, the human-shaped underground race frowned and refused.

"Are you not confident in your king's strength?" Ji Wentian asked back.

"You..." said the humanoid underground race: "Stop using provocation here. Those so-called top masters of your human race can only escape before our king. Are you afraid of the branch flames in your hands?"

"Then what are you still hesitating?" Ji Wentian continued to ask, "Can you wait until I regret it?"

"You..." In terms of words, this human-shaped underground race is really no match. He was about to speak again, but Ji Wentian directly interrupted: "You don't have much time."

"Okay!" The humanoid underground race hesitated for a moment and then said, "I can promise you to see the king, but whether the king is willing to see you is not my final say."

"Don't worry, your king is much more generous than you." Ji Wentian said bluntly.

"You are playing with fire." The humanoid underground race looked dark and said coldly.

Seeing this, Ji Wentian shrugged and said, "Since I was a child, I liked to play with fire. Let's go!"

"Hmph!" The humanoid underground race snorted coldly. Knowing that he could not do anything to Ji Wentian at this time, he turned around and prepared to leave.

However, there was no sound of Ji Wentian's footsteps behind him. Instead, it saw the horrified gaze of his subordinates and immediately turned around.

Then, he saw Ji Wentian holding a gun and pointing it at him!

"You..." Seeing this, the humanoid underground race changed suddenly, and was on guard, cursing: "You humans are indeed traitorous villains!"

"It's not me...it's it...it's the chinensis that controlled me!" Ji Wentian's face also changed drastically, because he had already felt the vitality in his body being quickly pulled away, and shouted in a voice that had already changed: "Save me, it's pulling away my vitality!"

"Damn it, retreat quickly!" The humanoid underground race had sensed the danger and immediately turned around and fled without hesitation.

pity……

It's too late!

"Bang!"

Ji Wentian did not pull the trigger, but the muzzle of the bronchi was formed with a dark muzzle flame, and then the black rose appeared again, one, two... There were thirty flowers in total!

Although there are only thirty flowers of hell, they have drained all the vitality of Ji Wentian.

Before he died, he should be proud to be able to see his super-level performance and activate the branch flame to release thirty flowers of hell. Unfortunately, he was only afraid at this time because he felt that his consciousness was dissipating rapidly.

He...is going to die!

Before he died, Ji Wentian should be proud to be able to see his super-level performance and activate the branch flame to release thirty flowers of hell. Unfortunately, he was only afraid at this time because he felt that his consciousness was dissipating quickly.

He...is going to die!

However, before he fell down, he saw the underground races around him being penetrated by black roses and then fell to the ground and died. During this period, no painful screams came out.

But it makes the surrounding scene even more weird and even a little scary.

At this time, Li Huan felt this way. This gun... was indeed powerful. He destroyed so many powerful underground races in the blink of an eye, but... it was a bit weird.

This gun not only drew all the vitality of Ji Wentian, but he also sensed that the gun absorbed all the energy in a radius of miles, and then fired such an amazing shot.

Moreover, he sensed that the power of this gun was far more than this.

In addition, Ji Wentian... doesn't seem to have to die?

He had a strange feeling: this famous gun named Chiyan deliberately pulled away Ji Wentian's vitality, probably in order to retaliate against Ji Wentian who rebeled and surrendered to the enemy!

"Well, why is there a flower of hell?" The next moment, Li Huan's eyes froze.

At this time, not only did he notice it, but Ji Wentian also noticed it. He also saw the flower of hell flying in one direction, and there was someone in that direction!

"Swoosh!" Li Huan's face changed immediately when he saw the flower of hell flying towards him.

However, when he saw that the Flower of Hell had just killed someone, he was naturally unwilling to try the "flower". His figure flashed and he retreated without hesitation.

However, the Flower of Hell seemed to fly slowly, but it seemed to be able to travel through space, and still appeared in front of Li Huan, who had already flashed thousands of meters away.

Li Huan stood still, his mental power surged out, condensing a solid mental barrier.

This is all the mental power in his eyebrows at this moment!

Even so, Li Huan was not sure that he could resist this black rose.

However, Li Huan found that there seemed to be no means to resist the Black Rose. His power, speed, combat skills, and precise control of power were useless.

Now the only thing that can have some functions is a strong body and mental power!

He is still a little confident in these two aspects.

After all, he is considered a master's level in terms of mental power, and has basically mastered the eighth turn of the Nine-Turn Golden Body Art. In this world, including the entire earth, the total number of those who can do these two points at the same time is probably no more than one hand.

However, Li Huan felt that the Flower of Hell seemed to be integrated into his mental barrier, without any obstacles, and just came straight to his forehead.

The area it attacks is the forehead, and Li Huan's strong body does not work at all.

In addition, Li Huan has encountered something so fast that he could not dodge for the first time since he was reborn!

If he died like this, Li Huan would be extremely unwilling to accept it!

He has been in business for more than a year, not to die here with a grievance.

"Huh?" However, when Li Huan entered his forehead, he did not notice the hostility, and even the strange aura became a little weaker.

The next moment, Li Huan did not notice that the flower of hell entered his head. He suddenly stretched out his hand and touched his forehead.

Because he just saw with his own eyes that the flower of hell can annihilate everything he touches through the human body, without any pain!

"Not being annihilated?" Li Huan quickly touched his skin, and the familiar feeling made him feel relieved. A fearful feeling arose from the bottom of his heart.

He hasn't felt this emotion for a long time.

In the past, everything was in control. Even if some things were not in his calculations, the backup he kept could successfully turn the danger into safety. Before he took action, he could be convinced that the final winner was most likely himself.

But this time, he was not sure at all!

"Flower of Hell!" Just as Li Huan felt a cold sweat appear on his back, the Flower of Hell appears in front of him again, then witheres, and finally turns into black spots and disappears into this world.

"This..." Li Huan couldn't understand what was going on for a moment, because he had never seen such a situation in the battle just now, but he knew that he had survived!

He knew even more that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time!

With a flash of eyebrows, the fierce mental power suddenly grabbed the Chiyan in Ji Wentian's hand, and then came to Li Huan's hand.

The overall appearance of the stylist is "slim" and has a great impression. And... after buying it, Li Huan can feel as if he can perceive its... "mind"?

Li Huan was a little confused. Can a gun still have "mind"?

However, this feeling is not wrong, Li Huan is sure of this.

As for why this happened, he had a vague guess, but he did not choose to think more about it here and left.

However, this scene was seen in Ji Wentian's eyes. He was about to fall into darkness, but he forced his consciousness back, suddenly widened his eyes, squeezed his last potential, slowly stretched out his hand, and then pointed in the direction where Li Huan disappeared!
Chapter completed!