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Seeing that Ming Youlian seemed to be strong, King Chiyan smiled arrogantly, and the black flames were burning, causing the entire void to burn slightly. The flames like dragons on his other arm suddenly formed and shot violently towards Ming Youlian's heart.

"Mingyoulian, go to die."

A thread of red blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and Ming Youlian tried her best to resist the attack of the Red Flame King.

Unexpectedly, King Chi Yan still had the strength to take the killer move against him, and it was too late to pull him out. He felt a little sad. Am I going to die here? A scene of memories flashed through his heart, and he suddenly realized that there seemed to be only the figure of that person in his memory.

At such a crisis, she suddenly saw a light golden figure flying up like a cannonball.

It's Chen Mo!

This made her heart as indifferent as ice, as if wrapped in a warm flame, and the warmth made her delicate body slightly soft.

At this time, Chen Mo had nothing else in his eyes except King Chiyan.

The thunder flash that condensed all the strength of the body exploded to the extreme speed.

The artistic conception of the Taihuang Ben Lei Dao is perfectly reflected here, and the body rolls like thunder in the sky, whistling away.

Seeing this, King Chiyan smiled coldly. He didn't know that the so-called boy could crush him with such strength, and dared to come forward and be slaughtered? He snorted contemptuously: "Only overestimate one's own ability!"

The fierce and scorching fire dragon steamed out a thick demonic energy, and roared violently, getting closer and closer to Chen Mo, three zhang, two zhang, and one zhang.

"Bang" The demonic fire dragon directly hit the golden bell cover on his body. The golden bell cover broke into nothingness in one breath. Chen Mo lifted his leg and kicked the demonic fire dragon directly. The demonic fire dragon was kicked to pieces and melted and disintegrated in an instant.

The pain of the thrusting muscles on Chen Mo's feet was almost his own. He pursed his lips tightly, clenched his fists, and with an indestructible will, his feet rushed towards the Red Flame King.

The Chiyan King who thought that the Fire Dragon could destroy Chen Mo was shocked and his heart trembled. Although that attack was far from his full-strength attack, killing an ant that was only a middle-level spiritual master was definitely an easy task. How could this be possible?

In a blink of an eye, Chen Mo rushed to him like a god of war. His eyes were unparalleled, with clear wind and bright moon, and thunder and lightning in his palms were surging, like the giant hammer of the god, wrapped in the rumble of thunder and violently knocked down towards him.

"Thunder breaks".

Once you take action, you will be the strongest move among the three styles of thunder.

Break the Ling Peak, break the world, break the sky and the earth, and be powerful. There is also the fierce fist intention that continues in the thunder path, breaking everything.

The King of Chiyan was shocked and angry, and had to distract himself from dealing with Chen Mo. This was a scene he had never encountered in many years after he became a congenital spiritual master. His dignified King of Chiyan was actually reduced to the point of fighting hard with a fifth-level spiritual master.

"Boy is crazy. Looking for death!"

With a "bang", the fists collided with each other. In an instant, a dazzling beam of light suddenly surged.

With a huge gap in strength, Chen Mo was instantly knocked out, and blood marks were cut by the energy of the energy of the body. With a "bang", the rock burst into pieces and his heart was numb. Blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of smiles after success.

The Red Flame King was suddenly filled with rage. He was just a spiritual master-level boy. He dared to destroy his chance to kill Mingyoulian.

What shocked him was that his arm was aching faintly, as if there were tens of thousands of needles to prick him. What kind of evil magic was that kid practiced? His palm was extremely domineering and fierce, exuding a powerful aura that was extremely strong and powerful, destroying the world.

Although the artistic conception was still shallow, it made him feel a hint of restrained palpitations. If the two of them had the same cultivation level, they might have been seriously injured by a palm just now.

With Chen Mo's help, Ming Youlian took advantage of the situation and broke through the attack of the Red Flame King. Balls of flames sprinkled in all directions like fireworks.

Seeing Chen Mo being injured in order to save him, an inexplicable strong anger burned in her chest.

"Chen Mo" Ming Youlian unconsciously whispered and called out his name for the first time.

It seems strange, but also seems so familiar.

He saved himself again, tried his best to save himself, and fought for a good opportunity. How could such an opportunity be missed?

Besides, how could he lose his momentum in front of him? Even if he fights to death, he will destroy the old dog, Red Flame King.

The delicate body that seemed to be filled with extremely powerful power. In a flash, it rushed to the front of the Red Flame King, and the layers of palm prints covered the sky and the earth, forcing the Red Flame King to have the power to resist, staggered left and right, and retreated to the next side of the Demon Cauldron.

The cold evil soared, and her jade white fingers flew rapidly and quickly formed a handprint. A huge green lotus bloomed on her body. Her delicate body became a green lotus stamen. It released the black-black Xuanye, and was full of murderous aura in her charming and fiercely blasted over the head of the Red Yan King.

"The Lotus of Nirvana"

The Red Flame King, who was slowing down, glanced at Chen Mo resentfully. If it weren't for his bad things, how could he be so superior and suppressed and beaten? In a rage, he pushed his palms together, and two huge fireballs instantly burst out from his palms. The flames rubbed against the surrounding demonic energy, making a sound of collapse and explosion. It gathered more and more, almost filling the entire altar, rising into the air, and hitting the dark lotus that hit the dark lotus.

"Blade Demon"

A huge black green lotus flower took the lead in controlling a fireball. When it twisted from afar, the fireball exploded and shot out millions of fire evil spirits, causing the spiral stone ladder to explode instantly.

Then the black green lotus continued to exert its momentum, and it hit the Red Flame King, who was protecting his body. In the midst of a black and red attack, the Red Flame King flew out with blood spraying.

Smashed hard on the altar.

The altar was filled with rocks, and a huge pit was smashed, and the wind and smoke were rolling, and it was a mess.

The Mingyou Lotus was not much better, so it had time to draw out a black green light arc with one hand, barely blocking another fireball. With a bang, the arc of light broke, and the green lotus petals all over the body retreated, and its graceful figure shook heavily.

Chen Mo's face turned pale, holding the broken stone wall, straightening his body up little by little. Seeing the scene was shocking. Why is this female devil so stubborn? If she wanted to escape, King Chi Yan might not be able to catch up with her. But she was so desperate and died with King Chi Yan.

Xiao Ba stretched his head, opened his turtle's mouth slightly, and looked at Ming Youlian in admiration. The female devil's head was fierce and still very loyal. She didn't give up Brother Ba and ran away in a critical moment, and she had to praise her.

Ming Youlian's face was extremely pale. She swallowed the blood in her mouth, and her internal organs seemed to have moved, and she was at the end of her strength.

But she was still as cold as usual, full of force, desperately activate the remaining power to give the last fatal blow to King Chiyan. A green lotus flower stamen transformed into a cluster of blue arrow rain, breaking through the smoke, and with a soothing sound, flying towards King Chiyan, who was also seriously injured.

"Old dog, die!"

The old face of the Red Flame King was haggard, but he didn't expect that the Ming Youlian was so fierce. Even if he died together and fell down, he would still kill himself. The form had changed with the stars.

He lost in his momentum, and he could only retreat in fear and panic. The rain of arrows that burst out with green light would never stop chasing the lightning to chase the wind.

With a "clang", the Red Flame King, who was originally seriously injured, accidentally bumped into the demon cauldron behind him. A cluster of arrows passed through his internal organs and hit the demon cauldron again. The "buzz" demon cauldron was almost knocked down, and a crack suddenly cracked.

Suddenly, the strange purple light in the flames inside the demon cauldron shook, and the rolling demonic energy surged.

“Good fight.”

Chen Mo, who was seriously injured after being hit by the Red Flame King, shouted excitedly.

He was covered in blood, struggled.

Seeing Ming Youlian's pale and colorless jade face, she struggled to try to raise her finger at the Chiyan King several times, and saw that she was seriously injured, but she was still standing among the broken stones coldly.

The battle with King Chiyan was extremely fierce.

The small tender branches in Chen Mo's body seemed to feel that the owner's injuries were extremely serious. He automatically bleached out small green liquid, which slowly but effectively repaired. The pain weakened, and the small wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The blood in the large wound no longer oozed out and began to slowly scar.

Today's sacred tree of light has already taken shape. Its effectiveness is many times stronger than when it first emerged from the cocoon.

Suddenly, it stretched its neck, its nose wings trembled slightly, and it sniffed a more dangerous force, staring at the demon cauldron that the Red Flame King was attached to on the altar.

King Chiyan crawled on the demon cauldron with cracks, and the blood in his mouth flowed into the demon cauldron. The flames inside the cauldron suddenly burst into three feet high, and the demon flames splattered everywhere.

The purple flame heart rayed out, and the demon soul human form disappeared. Its pair of scarlet demon eyes looked at the Queen of Red Flame indifferently, then fell into the distance, and the body of the Mingyoulian proudly stood proudly. The demon eyes seemed to be full of fanatical excitement.

"Demon soul, save, save me...I, I am willing to be one with you..."

The Red Flame King had his intestines and stomach rotten, and his five internal organs were broken. If it weren't for his powerful flesh at the peak of his innate height, he would have died long ago. He didn't want to die, and he was still half a step away from becoming a heavenly rank. By then, he dominated the Great Wind Kingdom and became the highest powerful person, and these ambitions have not yet been realized. How can he be willing? How can he be willing?

No longer considering that he might be eroded by the demon soul, he kept begging him to start the demon soul.

"Save me, and in the future, your will and will be the main one."

The humble begging for mercy made the demon soul laugh in a sinister way: "If I had known this, why would you have to be in the past? Unfortunately, it would be too late for you to beg me."

It stared at Ming Youlian with a greed and hungry voice: "It's so perfect, so good to me. I think there is no such perfect one in the entire Dafeng Kingdom, or even the Qingzhou Continent."

This monster that seemed to have no entity and only had a virtualization immediately made Chen Mo and Xiao Ba nervous. However, Ming Youlian was still cold, as if there was no joy or sorrow.
Chapter completed!