Chapter 1532 The True Spirit of Fire
To be honest, Plin Archi really doesn't know what hellfire is.
It was one of the great divine fires in the world, a truly high-end gadget.
How could he, a country bumpkin who had never even been out of the secular world, know?
But the fact that Yang Haoran was unharmed by his flames was right in front of him.
"Damn, I don't know what the hell fire shit is.
But I still have the most powerful devil's flame, and I don't believe you can stop it!"
Prien Archie was a little furious.
From the perspective of outsiders, the power of the blazing flames has become stronger.
Apart from the flames, the original Pulin Aqi and Yang Haoran could not be seen at all.
Those with super powers cheered excitedly.
"The great Lord of Fire, burn all evil in the world!"
"Victory, no one can provoke the God of the Superpower Alliance without paying the price."
"Look, the Chinese cultivator has completely disappeared.
It must have been engulfed by the flames of the God of Fire and turned into a ball of ashes!"
"Everything is his own fault, and he deserves to die.
A stupid pariah is so arrogant as to challenge the Lord of God. How overestimating his own abilities is this?"
Katherine on the other side was stunned, her delicate body trembling.
"Mr. Yang Haoran has been engulfed in flames, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get out!"
Ge Ling was also startled, but she quickly turned her head and looked at Ling Tianmiao.
"Uncle Ling, is what you just said true or false? Can Yang Haoran do it?
Why do I look so dangerous?"
Ling Tianmiao's eyes were profound. As an alchemist who often used flames, he naturally had the ability to see through flames.
What looked like a blazing flame to others was something else entirely to him.
"Haha, why are you so anxious?
Don't worry, the unlucky person must be the guy from the Superpower Alliance."
Katherine looked confused and didn't know whether to believe Ling Tianmiao's words.
It is even more unimaginable where Ling Tianmiao's confidence comes from.
In the open space of the square, flames several meters high were burning, making a terrifying whirring sound.
Within the flames, Plin Archi condensed the power of his powers.
A black flame appeared in the palm of his hand.
The black flame was only the size of a basketball, beating constantly in the palm of Plin Archi's hand.
Although the flame is small, the terrifying power it contains is far greater than the several-meter-high flame in the outer layer.
"Haha, stupid practitioner, I haven't used the devil's flame for a long time.
It is your honor to die under the devil's flames.
Feel the fear, feel the despair!"
With Pulin Aqi's roar, the black flame in his hand pushed towards Yang Haoran.
Wherever the black flame went, the yellow flame automatically retreated.
Plin Archi sneered, the devil's flame is a divine fire that can even burn with supernatural power.
Even if Yang Haoran's superpower can make him immune to ordinary flames, he can't stop the burning of devil's flames.
The black flame has hit Yang Haoran's body.
Pulin Aqi's eyes widened and he couldn't wait to see Yang Haoran's desperate and fearful look.
But soon, Plin Archi's pupils shrank, and the expression on his face changed drastically.
He has high hopes for it and considers it to be the irresistible devil's flame.
Yang Haoran actually grabbed it in the palm of his hand and played with it like a toy.
Yang Haoran showed a playful smile and looked at Pulin Aqi in an extremely playful manner.
"That's it? It's too childish.
However, compared to ordinary flames, this small flame can barely be used as fire therapy.
I just accepted it reluctantly."
As he spoke, Yang Haoran squeezed his palms.
At the same time, the fire control technique had already been used to envelope the black flames.
There was originally a black flame about the size of a basketball, but it quickly shrank and became smaller.
It soon became the size of an egg and was completely caught in the palm of Yang Haoran's hand.
The black flame was extremely unwilling and tried to break free.
But when encountering Yang Haoran's Fire Control Technique, it was like being placed under heavy constraints.
There is absolutely no way to get rid of it.
Plin Archi's original arrogant look had long since disappeared.
He became frightened and sweated profusely.
"Impossible! How can you not be afraid of the devil's flame?
Let go of your dirty hands and let go of my devil flames!"
Pulin Aqi was already furious and rushed towards Yang Haoran desperately.
But except for the fire attack, Pulin Aqi's combat effectiveness is rubbish in Yang Haoran's opinion.
After snorting disdainfully, he slapped the crazy Plin Archi away with a casual slap.
"ah!"
Plin Archi let out a scream and fell heavily to the ground.
Then I saw Yang Haoran's right hand grasping the black flame and shaking it tightly.
"No, please..."
Pulin Aqi's eyes were full of fear and despair, and he stretched out his arms towards Yang Haoran.
Want to stop Yang Haoran's behavior.
But it was too late, with a pop.
The black flame was crushed by Yang Haoran, and then the pure flame power entered the body along Yang Haoran's palm.
At that moment, Yang Haoran's energy and blood flow accelerated, and his cultivation level skyrocketed in an instant.
Yang Haoran, who originally encountered a bottleneck, got a breakthrough at this moment.
With a bang, the blood in Yang Haoran's body seemed to have broken a barrier.
Then a more surging power emerged than before.
The eleventh level of Qi refining stage!
Yang Haoran was overjoyed. It turned out that fighting was the fastest way to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation.
Of course, there was also an element of luck, and the black flame he crushed played a crucial role.
Because the energy contained in the black flame is too much, not inferior to Yang Haoran's own energy.
"ah!"
Pulin Aqi let out his final cry of reluctance and looked at Yang Haoran with eyes full of regret and fear.
Then Yang Haoran saw that Pulin Aqi's body began to gradually become insubstantial, and finally disappeared completely.
As Plin Archi dissipated, the blazing flames surrounding it shrank violently.
If you wrap it up with a small light spot like a firefly, you must quickly escape from this place.
Yang Haoran's heart was shocked, and he suddenly realized.
The black flame crushed by him was the condensation of all the vitality and supernatural power of Plin Archi.
He and Plin Archi are one and the same.
Yang Haoran absorbed the power of the black flame, which was actually equivalent to devouring Pulin Aqi.
And that firefly-like light spot must be Plin Archi's soul.
"No need to run away, come back to me!"
Yang Haoran was faster and grabbed the small light spot in his hand.
Then with a thought, he was imprisoned in the Qimen Dunjia Pan.
Yang Haoran laughed: "You will be mine from now on!"
This chapter has been completed!
