The first thousand five hundred and forty-one chapters of metamorphosis
About ten breaths of time passed, and a slight popping sound gradually sounded in the air, as if some invisible forces were colliding. The two people in the lake stood more than ten feet apart in the sky, with a fire ball and a water ball hanging above their heads, ready to go.
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Suddenly, almost at the same time, the two of them moved at the same time, leaning back slightly and pushing forward with their palms. The water balls and fire balls above their heads spun around and shot out.
The two of them jumped up a few feet, placing one palm behind the water ball and the fire ball respectively. The speed could not be said to be very fast, but the momentum was overwhelming, causing the void to shake and the wind and clouds to change color.
The distance of more than ten feet was approaching in an instant. There was a muffled sound, water and fire collided, and a wave of energy spread rapidly with the two people as the center. Wherever it passed, the void was cut in half, the small lake set off huge waves, and the entire world
They all seemed to be shattered, and black threads exuding the aura of destruction were drawn through the void.
However, no matter how loud the surrounding movement was, the two people at the center of the collision were not affected at all. Their bodies seemed to be frozen in mid-air. Only the place where the water ball and the fire ball collided in the middle made a constant and harsh sound.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment. Finally, the wind and waves calmed down, and the mysterious black threads disappeared. Murong Fu moved. His free hand drew a circle in the air, and Ling Xu shook it.
At this time, countless water vapors gathered together.
Seeing this scene, the imam opposite could not help but change his face slightly. He immediately stretched out his hand and made a strange gesture, and then a golden red flame appeared out of thin air in his palm. As soon as this flame appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly doubled.
"I knew it..." A look of certainty flashed through Murong Fu's eyes. The other party had extremely rich fighting experience, so it was expected that he would have reservations.
While thinking, the Imam had already shot the golden-red flame of his left hand into the fireball in front of him. With a pop, the fireball expanded rapidly, and its color also changed from the previous light yellow with a little blue to a golden-red color, which was alluring.
And hot.
As the power of the fireball increased sharply, Murong Fu's figure trembled and staggered. You must know that the two of them were in mid-air at this moment and had nowhere to exert their strength. As long as they retreated a little, they would retreat again and again, and there would be no chance to regain the disadvantage.
The other side will be unstoppable and win in one fell swoop. It can be said that the two of them are truly desperate this time.
Fortunately, he still had the Scarlet Sky Sword, and the two minds were connected. However, seeing that his hands kept moving and his thoughts moved, the Scarlet Sky Sword automatically flew to his feet and helped him stabilize his body.
Seeing this, the Imam couldn't help but turn dark, forgetting that the other party also had extremely miraculous sword-handling skills.
"Great Elder," Murong Fu said without moving his lips, and a brisk voice sounded from all around, "Your trump card has been revealed. Now, it's my turn."
After saying that, the water ball in his left hand had grown to the same size as the one in his right hand. When he put his hands together, the two water balls merged together in an instant. This was not over yet. In the air, all the water vapor within a radius of dozens of feet in the lake gathered at this moment. The water ball
It still maintains its original size, but anyone can see that the "portion" is different.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Imam couldn't help but have a hint of retreat. Maybe it was because of the appearance of this hint of retreat, maybe because his flames were already restrained by water. At this moment, the fireball exploded with a bang and fell into pieces.
, and was instantly swallowed up by the water ball.
The incident happened so quickly that before the Imam could even react, a force exceeding a thousand pounds hit his chest. His mind was shaking, and his body seemed to be flying. The surrounding scene changed drastically, and he was moving at an extremely fast speed.
Moving forward at speed.
He didn't know how far he had flown, but there was a long-lost heavy feeling under his feet. He knew that he had landed, but he also knew that he was defeated, and the opponent would never give him a chance to stand up.
Murong Fu really wouldn't give him a chance to stand up. After landing, he immediately reversed his true energy. The water ball collapsed and condensed into ice in an instant, freezing his whole body into a popsicle. He then held the Red Sky Sword with his backhand and circled around him.
The sword was slashed out, and a brilliant sword energy slashed down.
In a series of smooth movements, the Imam was beheaded completely in the ice.
"Huh... it turns out that water can still overcome fire." Murong Fu took a long breath, thrust the Red Sky Sword into the ground, and slumped on the ground without any image, "Tell me, what else is there?
Last words?"
"May the light of the Holy Fire spread to every corner of the world, may the Holy Fire never be extinguished, and may the Ming Zun live forever..." A voice that revealed endless vicissitudes of life, tiredness, but extremely firmness slowly spread.
Murong Fu was silent for a moment, "If the holy fire can really benefit the world, I will let it spread to every corner."
After saying this, there was a crunching sound, the ice cube shattered, and the people inside were also turned into pieces.
Murong Fu suddenly felt lonely. This time he was really lonely. He was lonely at a high place. How many reincarnation states can there be in the world? How many can compete with him?
"What's wrong with me? What I pursue has never been to be number one in the world. I shouldn't worry about it. On the contrary, there is no stumbling block from now on. I should be happy..." Murong Fu comforted himself.
My mood recovered in an instant.
But just when he began to think about whether to let the Imam be buried in peace, a sudden change occurred, and there was a pop, and fire suddenly burst out from the scattered corpses. The ice melted rapidly, and pieces of flesh and blood were turned into ashes one after another. Finally, these flames
Together they form a ball of strange flames that shine with three colors of light.
When Murong Fu saw such a strange scene, his hair stood up involuntarily. He took a few steps back and cleared his throat, "First Elder, are you alive? If you are alive, come out immediately. Isn't it interesting to use this blind trick?"
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There was silence all around, no one answered.
In the dark night, with the cool breeze blowing, a ball of flame strangely floated in the air, swaying gently.
Murong Fu felt confused and wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't help but be curious, could there really be ghosts in this world?
"No, how can there be ghosts in the world? This flame should be the holy fire mentioned by the Imam. It is reasonable to have some strange behaviors..." Murong Fu suppressed all the thoughts in his heart and waved his hand gently.
A wisp of energy slowly drifted over.
He originally just wanted to test it out, but something unexpected happened again, and the flames suddenly spread along with his true energy.
"Damn, I knew it was a trap..." In a hurry, Murong Fu couldn't avoid it. Such an idea flashed through his mind, and he hurriedly brought up the few remaining true energy in his Dantian, hoping to drive away the flames.
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But what made him despair was that instead of being able to expel the flames, the true energy allowed the flames to rush into his Dantian along his meridians.
A burning pain from the inside out, straight into the heart, spread throughout his body. Thinking of the scene where the Imam was instantly turned into ashes, Murong Fu's mind went cold. It's over, this time it's really over...