The golden cauldron wrapped in blue flames exudes ghostly colors. The constantly burning blue flames are like ghostly wriggling ghost fires. A terrifying force that even the soul feels throbbing, in the blue.
In the flame, or in the golden cauldron, it spreads like flowing water.┃26nbsp;┃
The air was filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere, as if as the blue flame burned, the souls of several people followed his rhythm and kept swaying. Every pore in their bodies seemed to be able to feel the fear coming from the depths of their souls.
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Ying Fei stood in the air in shock, making several seals with both hands, trying hard to take back Zhu Ri that was inserted into Wang Simiao's body, but Zhu Ri seemed to be stuck in a stone. No matter how hard Ying Fei tried, he couldn't call Zhu Ri back!
"Ahem... How many levels of cultivation do you have left to activate such a powerful artifact?" Wang Simiao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, did not look at Ying Fei in the air, but looked down at the small golden cauldron in his hand.
, and the blue flame suspended above the small tripod, seemed to be talking to themselves, but to Ying Fei's ears, it was no different than a thunderous sound.
"Even if your cultivation level is only one-tenth or two, isn't it enough to deal with you?" Although Ying Fei was shocked, he was after all a generation of overlords who had been famous for many years. His face returned to calm, and he looked at the extremely weak person on the ground.
Wang Simiao said in a deep voice.
"Really?" Because Wang Simiao kept his head very low, so few people could not see his expression at this time. But when he finished saying "really", he suddenly raised his head, and saw that although he was
He looked weak, but there was no sign of weakness on his face.
"If you knew that I blocked your attack based on physical strength, would you still say what I just said?" An intriguing smile flashed across the corner of your mouth, but this sentence left the three people present stunned on the spot.
Based on the strength of the weapon alone, are you kidding? That was the strongest blow of the Great Emperor. Several people were fooled by Wang Simiao's words, but Wang Simiao slowly pressed the ground and stood up slowly.
The thick five-color blood was still dripping from Zhuri's body, but there was no sign of pain on Wang Simiao's face.
It was as if the sharp sword, one of the top ten ancient Chinese artifacts, was not inserted into his body.
All the people's eyes were focused on Wang Simiao, but Wang Simiao seemed not to notice at all, his eyes were just fixed on Ying Fei.
"Now let's see if your remaining one or two levels of cultivation can withstand my attack!" After saying this, Wang Simiao stepped hard on the ground with one foot, and rushed towards Ying Fei,
Following Wang Simiao's movements, the five-color divine light drew a shadow in the sky, like a galloping meteor, leaving brilliant traces in the sky.
Ying Fei sneered, and connected the dots with one hand in the air. Countless huge fireballs suddenly rose, and then the fireballs whizzed past, like rain of fire from the sky, and hit Wang Simiao hard.
"Little trick!" Wang Simiao shouted angrily, held the cauldron with his left hand, and swung his right hand in the air repeatedly. Five-color divine light surged from the fist, turned into five-color fist shadows, and smashed towards the fireball in the air.
The huge fireball, containing extremely powerful energy, collided fiercely with the five-color fist shadow, blooming scarlet sparks in the air. For a moment, red light flashed in the air, and fire snakes flew. It was extremely spectacular and gorgeous.
Yingfei frowned, looking at the huge flames that kept exploding in front of him, his eyes turned. After a few breaths, Yingfei seemed to have made some important decision, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he immediately turned his head.
He turned around and walked away so fast that it was almost hard to see.
"Oops, he wants to run!" Seeing Ying Fei trying to leave, Chen Feng knew he was outmatched, but he ducked and chased Ying Fei. Then he connected points with his hands in the air, the aura around him vibrated, and a golden light shot into the sky.
Ying Fei in front of him suddenly froze, and a golden light shield appeared around him, trapping him in it.
Ying Fei in the mask, his eyes were like lightning, looking at the darkness around him, feeling anxious in his heart.
He made great determination and gave up chasing the sun and prepared to escape back to Tianxuan Palace. As long as he returned to Tianxuan Palace, no matter how powerful Chen Feng and others were, he would still have a way to deal with them. But he didn't expect that Chen Feng would just escape after he had just escaped.
After noticing something, he actually used the formation to trap himself.
However, time was running out at this time, and Ying Fei was not allowed to think too much. He saw his hands flying, and red seals burst out of his body, turning into fire dragons and slamming into the surrounding darkness.
Black space, violent tremors, countless red flames, ### struck, turning the entire space into a day of flames, thousands of fire wheels steaming up, and red flames spurting out wildly.
But Ordinary Honghuo was Yingfei's opponent, and Qiandao Huolun was shaken to pieces by Yingfei's loud shout before he could exert his full power.
As the red fire disappeared, a large number of white ice crystals emerged from the black space. These ice crystals rolled rapidly. Although they were originally extremely cold things, the power emitted at this moment was filled with unbearable extreme heat.
"Damn it!" Ying Fei cursed secretly. Although the flames in front of him were not difficult to break, he would undoubtedly have to use some hands and feet. If he was lucky enough to survive this time, Chen Feng would have to pay the price in blood. Thinking of this, Ying Fei shook his body again,
He rushed towards the white ice.
Outside the mask, Chen Feng let out a long sigh, and at this time, Wang Simiao shattered all the fireballs in the air and came to Chen Feng's side.
"Si Miao, are you okay?" Chen Feng looked at Wang Simiao with concern and asked anxiously.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury!" Wang Simiao smiled faintly at Chen Feng and shook his head to express that he was fine: "Boss, you are not needed here, you can watch the show next to me!"
"But..." Chen Feng was slightly startled when he heard Wang Simiao's words, but before Chen Feng could finish speaking, Wang Simiao spoke again.
"Don't worry, how could I let him escape? Even if he really escaped just now, I can still kill him. Don't forget that his cultivation at this time has dropped to the lowest level!" Wang Simiao smiled confidently and faced
Chen Feng opened his mouth and said.
Chen Feng looked at the confident Wang Simiao, thought for a while, nodded, and flew towards the ground.
While Chen Feng was flying to the ground, the golden light trembled violently. Ying Fei's expression was distorted, and his face was full of pain. He smashed the golden light mask with a punch and appeared in front of everyone. A lot of blue light was still burning outside his body.
Colored flames.
Hearing the sound, Chen Feng turned his head and looked around, feeling a little disappointed. Although he had conquered the soul fire and added soul fire to the Ten Thousand Wheels of Strange Fire Formation, which greatly increased the power of the formation, but
Compared with Ying Feilai, who is a powerful emperor, he still looks so weak!
"Hey! A great emperor with only one or two percent of his cultivation level is not comparable to a little infant-transformation monk like me!" With a sigh, Chen Feng turned around and continued flying towards Wenqing.
The golden light shield was completely shattered, and Ying Fei broke out of the formation in a panic. After he broke out of the formation, his first thought was to turn around and look for traces of Wang Simiao.
When he glanced behind him and saw Wang Simiao standing behind him with an indifferent expression, all the hairs on his body stood up.
Almost as an instinctive reaction, Ying Fei subconsciously activated his spiritual energy, summoned countless fireballs again, and threw them at Wang Simiao, but Wang Simiao leisurely waved his arms and smashed the fireballs in the air one by one.
Taking advantage of Wang Simiao's attack with the fireball, Ying Fei dodged and fled, but Wang Simiao didn't mean to be anxious at all.
When all the fireballs in the sky were extinguished and turned into a hail of fire, Ying Fei had already escaped several miles away, and all that could be seen was a vague black shadow.
Chen Feng and Wenqing looked anxiously on the ground, not knowing what Wang Simiao was going to do. However, although they were anxious, they also knew that Wang Simiao was definitely not the kind of person who did nothing well, so they could only wait patiently.
The fire rain finally disappeared slowly. Wang Simiao looked closely at Ying Fei who was escaping away, with a cruel smile on his lips. Then Wang Simiao violently grabbed the small cauldron and pointed it in the direction of Ying Fei's escape.
As soon as it was covered, a blue flame shot out along the mouth of the small tripod.
The speed of the flames has far exceeded everyone's imagination. Chen Feng stared at the speeding blue flames in shock, and finally understood why Wang Simiao was so calm.
The speed of the flames was simply beyond description in words. The flames flew tightly for a few seconds before turning into a blue pillar of fire in the air, surrounding Ying Fei who had already escaped several miles away.
"Ah 7e!" A scream resounded through the sky. Although they couldn't see what was happening in the flames, everyone could hear the heart-rending scream. It was Ying Fei who had always been extremely arrogant and arrogant.
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Chen Feng and Wenqing slowly turned their heads, and what they saw in the other person's eyes was deep shock and heartfelt astonishment.
The several-mile-long flame channel lasted for a long time, and the screams in the flames were endless. A kind of creepy feeling struck directly into the hearts of Chen Feng and the two of them.
After an unknown amount of time, the screams slowly stopped. Wang Simiao, who was standing in the air, pressed lightly on the small cauldron. The huge blue pillar of fire roared and turned into countless flying smoke and disappeared into the air.
As the flames disappeared, a figure fell from the air. Chen Feng was very curious and flew in the direction of the figure. When he came to the place where the figure fell, he was shocked to find that there was no trace of anything on Ying Fei's body.
There were no signs of injury on his body, but he just lay on the ground motionless.
"He, what happened to him?" Chen Feng asked softly in confusion.
"He is dead. His soul has been refined by my golden tripod, and all that is left is an intact body!" Wang Simiao also came to Chen Feng at this time and said in a low voice.
"Dead...dead?" Chen Feng grinned, looking at the lifelike Ying Fei, his mind was full of question marks and exclamation points.
But before Chen Feng could say anything, there was a muffled sound behind him. Chen Feng hurriedly looked back, only to see that Wang Simiao's face was pale, the five-color divine light on his body had disappeared, and he had fallen to the ground and fainted...
