The first thousand two hundred and seventy-six chapters play with fire and eventually self-immolate
Hearing Nangong Ling's words, Ghost Mandrill had a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if he had figured out something. With a slight movement of his fingers, he instantly shot out a giant black dragon and went straight towards Huobai.
However, Huo Bai, who seemed to have been distracted by Nangong Ling, reacted instantly. His body once again turned into dots of flames, scattered in all directions, and narrowly escaped the black dragon's fatal bite.
"boom!"
As soon as the blow missed, the flaming black dragon roared, and its huge body suddenly exploded in the air. Countless black flames scattered in all directions. The trees, flowers, plants and stones below would be wiped out in ashes if even a little bit of them touched them, leaving no bones left.
The entire mountain forest instantly turned into a sea of black fire, sending billowing smoke and billowing heat waves into the sky.
Not far away, countless red flames quickly converged and condensed into the huge figure of Huo Bai.
His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were staring closely at the boundless sea of fire below. His face was cloudy and uncertain, and his expression was extremely solemn.
Just because the location where the black fire dragon exploded was completely different from the black dragon he saw.
This undoubtedly proves that what Nangong Ling said is not false.
His vision, hearing and other senses have been completely controlled by this woman. What he sees in his eyes and what he hears in his ears is no longer real.
The mandrill in front of me may not be a mandrill.
The black dragon you see with your own eyes may not be the real black dragon.
The unprecedented feeling of being out of control made him restless, his mind was rarely confused, and his body movements were unconsciously sluggish.
Of course, Ghost Mandrill would not miss this short moment of vulnerability.
With a slight hook of the ring finger of his left hand, he once again summoned a violent dragon wrapped in black flames, circling and flying with a rainbow-like momentum, swooping down from above and slamming into Huo Bai.
The timing of this Soul-Devouring Flame Dragon Kill was extremely clever. It was just the short moment when Huo Bai had just condensed into a solid body and was in the cooling stage of his skills and could not disperse again for the time being.
damn it!
Huo Baimian showed anger, but he had no choice but to retreat and temporarily avoid the attack.
"boom!"
Unexpectedly, his body suddenly exploded and was instantly surrounded by black spiritual flames that came from nowhere and was completely swallowed up.
Oops!
Huo Bai was shocked, knowing that his vision had been deceived by illusions, and he had mistaken the position of the black dragon again.
This is the terrifying thing about Nangong Ling's illusion technique. It can completely control the enemy's senses without knowing it. Even if the opponent knows that what he sees and hears is not real, he will still react instinctively. It is a habit developed over a long time.
How can it be reversed in a short period of time?
After a successful attack, Mandrill did not stop, Forsythia moved her fingers and continued to use magical skills to attack the opponent.
Article 2, Article 3, Article 4...
One after another, towering black dragons were summoned by him, rushing towards Huobai one after another, bombing continuously, seamlessly, without giving him any breathing space.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Accompanied by deafening loud noises one after another, the location of the fire was shrouded in more and more black flames. The billowing black smoke almost changed the color of the sky, and the terrifying heat wave swept across all directions.
It actually created a doomsday scene of boundless purgatory over the fairy islands.
Seven!
A total of seven spiritual black dragons!
Each of them is blessed by supreme soul power, and its destructive power is so astonishing. If you resist seven of them in succession, not to mention mortals, even the gods of Daluo will fall on the spot.
After an unknown amount of time, the black flames finally dissipated, revealing Huo Bai again.
"ah!!!"
Another "Fire Bai" floated out of his body, and before he could escape completely, he screamed and turned into ashes, dying effortlessly.
Although Huo Bai himself turned a little pale, he was still standing where he was, with no scars or blood on his body.
The damage caused by the seven black dragons was actually absorbed by the divine fire puppet.
This technique of surrogate death can almost be described as "rogue", which is enough to make any opponent in the world unable to deal with it and make his head hurt.
Being beaten passively like this is not the answer after all!
It's better to summon Dharma to attack the people on the island. As long as these two little guys are distracted from taking care of them, their flaws will be exposed!
Huo Bai, who had withstood the Demon Mandrill offensive, had a look in his eyes and already had an idea in his mind.
He actually planned to repeat the same trick, just like he did against Li Qing and others, using the lives of everyone on the island to contain Ghost Mandrill and Nangong Ling.
"laugh!"
Unexpectedly, before the giant flame beast could be summoned, a sword blade suddenly came out of Huo Bai's chest and pierced his heart accurately. The white clothes around the wound were instantly stained red with blood.
This sword came so unexpectedly, but the timing was perfect.
It was when he had just cast the Divine Fire Puppet and the skill was still cooling down.
Huo Baiqiang endured the severe pain in his heart and looked back. What caught his eye was a pair of bright golden pupils.
These eyes are so beautiful and deep, and they seem to contain endless mystery. Once you look at them, you will be deeply attracted and intoxicated unconsciously.
"you you……"
Recognizing that the person who made the sneak attack was Nangong Ling, the look of surprise in Huo Bai's eyes flashed away. He opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but he felt waves of weakness welling up in his heart. He couldn't even finish a complete sentence.
Unable to speak.
"Is it true that it can't be used continuously?"
Nangong Ling smiled sweetly, as if spring had returned to the earth and thousands of flowers were blooming. It was so beautiful that it was breathtaking. "It seems that your puppetry skills are nothing special."
The silvery bell-like laughter echoed between heaven and earth, indescribably sweet and charming, but when Huo Bai heard it, it felt extremely harsh and extremely boring.
Only he himself knows that the interval between the casting of this divine fire puppet trick is very short.
It's almost negligible.
As long as he takes two breaths, he can release the puppet again and block all the enemy's attacks for himself.
However, even with such a tiny gap, he still could not escape Nangong Ling's capture.
Am I defeated?
I worshiped King Huo Ming with great dignity, but I was defeated by two little guys?
No, it should be said that he was defeated at the hands of this woman?
At this moment, Huo Bai suddenly felt a little ridiculous, a little funny, and a little unbelievable.
The pain in my heart became clearer and clearer, the scene in front of me gradually blurred, and a strong sense of tiredness poured into my mind uncontrollably.
Go to sleep!
Go to sleep!
You are tired and need to rest!
Have a good sleep and everything will be fine!
His eyelids had begun to fight, and there seemed to be a deep and soft voice in his ears, constantly urging him to fall asleep as soon as possible.
He knew that after this sleep, he might never wake up again.
No!
I can't die in vain!
The dignity of the strongest cannot be tarnished!
A powerful force came from nowhere and instantly filled his limbs and bones. Huo Bai's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes gleaming, and majestic momentum spurted out from his body, covering all directions.
"ah!!!"
I saw the veins popping up on his forehead, and he threw his right arm behind him. The flames in his hands surged, transforming into a five-foot-long flaming sword. With a terrifying power that could burn through the sky, he slashed at Nangong Ling.
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At this moment, he had already put life and death aside.
This move gathered all his energy.
This sword was just to make that cunning woman pay a heavy price.
The life-saving blow of a super strong man is enough to destroy the world, and no one can resist it.
However, the moment the flaming sword slashed across Nangong Ling's body, Huo Bai trembled all over, and a strong sense of despair couldn't help but surge into his heart.
He watched helplessly as the pink silhouette slowly faded away, gradually became blurry, and finally disappeared without a trace, making the death blow he tried his best to become meaningless.
This hateful woman was obviously prepared and had already withdrawn her true body, leaving only a phantom that was cruelly teasing her.
What a terrible woman!
How could there be such a monster in the world?
Was she really just trying to save the girl named Ran when she pretended to seek refuge with the Lord?
If she has other plans, can the Lord see through them?
Lord, be careful...
After missing a hit, Huo Bai could no longer hold on. His limbs seemed to have been filled with lead, and he was sinking to death. His whole body couldn't stop falling downwards.
At the last moment of his life, he was surprised to find that he began to worry about Lin Bei's safety.
Lin Bei is invincible!
This is the truth that Huo Bai, Wang Lun and Xu Wu firmly believe in.
However, this deep worry always lingers in my heart and cannot be dispelled no matter what.
In the hazy vision, Nangong Ling's golden eyes were getting bigger and brighter, like two little suns hanging in the sky, and like the gaze of a demon from the abyss, easily arousing the deepest uneasiness in Huo Bai's heart.
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Then, the scene in front of him suddenly changed and turned into a roaring black dragon. Its fiery red eyes were like precious rubies, exuding a strange fierce light.
"boom!"
The giant black dragon came straight down from the sky, bit into Huo Bai's falling body, and slammed into the ground. The scorching black flames surged and rolled, completely swallowing up his burly body.
Those who play with fire will eventually burn themselves.
Death in flames may be the best ending for the Fire Worshiping King...