The long-armed boy was shocked. This little kid's tone was so rough and powerful. It seemed that he must be the Emperor of Yang Fire.
"Ah? Are you... really the Emperor of Yang Fire? I... admire you... very much... In the world of Yang Fire, you are the only one who can reach the level of black flame! You are truly unprecedented and unprecedented.
The best person in the world!"
A string of compliments poured out of the boy's mouth like a waterfall, showing how much he longed to have the same energy.
However, I can only blame myself for being too low in level, and for fun, I always ignore the importance of training. Now I have to stay away from the strong ones.
"Even Fenghuoye can't beat me, huh, you little girl, do you still want to continue to show off?"
The Emperor of Yanghuo shook his little head and was very disdainful of Peirong lying on the ground. He wondered if that guy Feng Huoye had taken the wrong medicine. No one could inherit his broken strength, so he must be useless.
The number of women who came to fill in the numbers is really laughable
"Hey, you two losers, come here and die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Emperor of Yanghuo stretched out a pair of pink hands and danced lightly. Black fireworks slowly lit up around him.
"Sister, run quickly...this kid is crazy..."
Seeing that the situation was not good, the long-armed boy quickly grabbed Peirong and tried to escape as soon as possible
But Black Fireworks is extremely fast, so escaping like this is simply not an option!
"Wait a minute! What's the point of burning us to death like this? It's better that you can absorb our power! However, I hope you can let us live!"
These helpless words finally moved the Emperor of Yanghuo
The pink little boy opened his mouth and laughed happily: "Good... good idea! However, your power is very small, so let's make up for it!"
Under his angry eyes, the black fireworks opened up a road, and Old Man Bai suddenly flew into the sky and fell heavily in front of Peirong and the others.
"Old man, I heard that your power is pretty good? If the three of you don't want to die, you can all hand over your power!"
The little boy raised his evil eyebrows and curved his lips, waiting for their strength to return.
Peirong held up the agate magic stone around his neck and roared loudly, as if he was heartbroken: "Let the power of night go!"
She opened her hands, and the black hair on her head became messy in the sudden black wind.
Unexpectedly, the magic stone on the chest seemed to be like a protective shield. The faint red light became stronger little by little, and the energy of justice suddenly shot out of the sky, engulfing all the black wind in an instant.