"Roar oh oh oh!"

The roar from the remains of the Flame King was like the thunder that resounded through the heaven and earth, which made the boys and girls feel soft and soft, and the stars in front of them were everywhere.

However, Bai Wuya, who was the first to bear the brunt, didn't even tremble at the wolf's head under his crotch, and just sneered: "It seems that there is nothing to talk about, that's fine. I'm more suitable to swing my fists than telling stories."

Bai Wuya said that he was swinging his fist, but he really put away his bone spear and fell down with one punch.

With his size, this punch fell on the skull that looked like a mountain, just like a mayfly shaking a big tree. However, the next moment, the mountains collapsed and the big tree fell.

The gray-white skull burst into spider-web-like cracks under the bombardment of the heavy punches, and the cracks instantly spread to every corner of the skull. The sharp and rolling roar suddenly stopped. Along the fine cracks, countless bone fragments began to fall apart and then fell down.

A snow-white cloud appeared under Bai Wuya's feet, carrying him floating in the air, watching the skeleton of the Flame King collapsed with cold eyes.

The next moment, time is like solidification.

All the fragments stopped in the air and stopped falling. Then they seemed to be pulled by countless invisible silk threads and gathered together again, forming a new skull contour under Bai Wuya's feet.

Bai Wuya showed a gratified smile: "That's right. Even if it's just the remains of the Fire King, it will eventually carry the royal power of a thousand-year-old dynasty and the blood debts of billions of creatures. It's just a punch to the account, and it's hard for me to explain."

After saying that, Bai Wuya's smile was restrained and he punched him again. The skull that had just gathered turned into thousands of pieces again and fell down weakly.

In an instant, the fragments were once again pulled and frozen by invisible force. However, this time, billions of fragments turned into sharp daggers, igniting various flames, pointing the tip to Bai Wuya.

Each dagger is only about a foot long, but the elemental power contained in the dagger is enough to burn mountains and boil the sea. As for the skeletons of the Flame King, which constitute the main body, it condenses the bloody power of the King of Kings of Fire.

Any dagger falling into the real world is enough to cause a small natural disaster, and billions of daggers pointing directly at Bai Wuya, but he cannot be moved slightly.

Amid Bai Wuya's sneer, a storm came in an instant.

"snort!"

Yuan Yi let out a muffled groan, and the projection in his hand was unsustainable. The overly explosive energy impact directly cut off his magical powers. Through the naked eye, people could only see countless daggers burning flames of different colors, and instantly gathered into a round bone ball of astonishing density. The colorful flames burned the ball, and Bai Wuya was trapped in the middle, silent.

"Gum." Yuan Yi couldn't help swallowing.

He didn't believe that the Lord of the Snow Mountain would die, but... in the face of such a destructive power, he really couldn't believe that anyone could withstand it without avoiding or dodging, and with the power of flesh and blood.

This battle has gone beyond his understanding.

Even though he is the most proud student in the world, he has never heard from his teacher talk about such a terrifying and majestic power.

Back then, did humans give up such power and choose today's magic?

In Yuan Yi's extremely complex gaze, he saw a crack suddenly blooming in the round bone ball, and then the crack quickly extended, forming a ring connected to the end. A loud crack sound came out, and the bone ball divided into two halves along the crack, falling helplessly again. In the process, it seemed as if autumn had withered, and then turned into billions of grains of sand.

Bai Wuya was still standing on the clouds, his whole body was completely unscathed, and even the hair on the wolf's head on his waist was not burnt!

"Come again, I've just started warming up, don't just fall down."

This time, Bai Wuya's provocation seemed to have indeed worked. After the fine sand after the skull was crushed, the whole world began to tremble.

In the braziers on both sides of the spine, flames soared into the sky and instantly ignited all the bones, turning the entire virtual space into a sea of ​​fire.

There is fire everywhere in heaven and earth.

However, strangely, the flames surrounding Yuan Yi and others seemed to be illusions, seemingly hideous but not at all warm. Instead, they feel a kind of vitality and warmth when they are in it.

"Is this an illusion?" a young man from the Glorious Valley couldn't help asking.

"Of course not!" The sisters spoke in unison, with the same fear on their clear faces. And as they spoke, the others noticed that the branches of immortality held in the hands of the two sisters had a slightly yellowish look.

"Is this, are you protecting us with the branches of immortality?" asked the boy from the Brilliant Valley.

"If we rely solely on the branches of immortality, we will not be able to protect ourselves." The sister among the twins whispered.

The sister added: "This object can easily suppress foreign objects from the sky, and has endless magical powers, but it is difficult to protect ourselves in this world. What should protect us should be..."

At the end, she was a little incredible and a little unacceptable.

Yuan Yi did not have any taboos and sighed: "It's Mr. Bai Wuya who is protecting us."

"Bai Wuya?! Why did he protect us?"

"He is thousands of meters away, how can he protect this place?"

Yuan Yi pointed at everyone's feet.

Only then did people realize that there was still something under their feet.

The remains of the Flame King ignited everything, and everything turned into flames, and the spine that formed the road in front of the temple was no exception. However, after the flames were ignited, people did not fall down... because the bones under their feet remained in their original state and did not burn at all.

"Is this what Bai Wuya did?" Ying Hongtu frowned, "He can interfere here even if he is thousands of meters away?"

Yuan Yi stretched out his hand again and signaled him to see clearly. Ying Hongtu said in a deep voice, and then exclaimed after a moment: "Damn!"

Under Yuan Yi's prompt, he finally realized the reputation.

That was a light footprint.

Bai Wuya left a footprint on the spot when he flashed a hundred meters away for the first time.

With that footprint as the center, within ten meters of the radius, the flames cannot approach, and the high temperature and heat waves are completely blocked. This footprint seems to be a god who created a paradise in the creation of the world and chaos.

"The ancient remnants are too strong..." A young man from Bai Ye following Ying Hongtu said in horror, "This is clearly the method of the demon god!"

The next moment, everyone felt a slump in their hearts.

Bai Wuya's strength is indeed a bit incredible. It's okay to just blow up the Fire King in a row. Leave a footprint on the spot to isolate the natural disasters of burning mountains and boiling the sea. Such strength is really incredible. If such a person is determined to conquer the Southern Continent, who can stop it? The master of the number of masters, or the number one in the world?

Thinking of this, people even shifted their attention from the battlefield far away and considered more real-world crises.

In the midst of a sad cloud, Zuo Qingsui suddenly said, "I think Uncle Bai has taken a clue. The footprints he left behind are not suppressing the flames, but forming an assimilation relationship."

"Assimilation?" Someone was confused when he heard it, "How should he assimilate this?"

Zuo Qingsui said: "I can't be sure, but I heard from Sister Lan Lan that elementals will not be hurt by their own elements."

The others still couldn't understand, but Yuan Yi felt his eyes lit up.

"So that's the case, elemental assimilation is indeed possible. No wonder he was completely unscathed just now... But the premise of elemental assimilation is that the caster must know the elements to be assimilated, and generally only the caster himself can complete assimilation. I have never heard of the assimilation effect that can be evenly applied to others."

Zuo Qingsui said: "Sister Lan Lan said that those are mediocre words. As long as you have a deep understanding of the elements, you can protect as many people as you want."

Yuan Yi knew something about Lan Lan's temperament, knowing that this was indeed like her original words, but the problem was...

"Mr. Bai Wuya is not Wu Zhu, does he have such a deep understanding of elements?"

After pausing, Yuan Yi asked again: "Or, is there a great witch Zhu who has a shocking cultivation level who has applied the assimilation technique in advance to Mr. Bai Wuya?"

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During the conversation between everyone, Bai Wuya and the remains of the Fire King had had seven consecutive confrontations.

This skeleton has completely different means every time, either simply skeleton brute force, or borrowing the fire of transformation. In addition, it has the power of the king, the evil power of the dead soul, and even the power beyond heaven that is almost the devil's way!

The details of these powers cannot be sensed by people thousands of meters away, but Bai Wuya can understand them clearly.

It is also flawless to resolve.

Every time it was the same process. The Fire King made a move. He ate all without dodging, broke free, and waited for the other party's next round.

However, all the opponent's power failed to leave a trace on him. On the contrary, after every confrontation, the remains became even weaker.

Finally, the flames that filled the world were extinguished helplessly, and with the flames falling, the world changed color.

Yuan Yi and others were surprised to find that at some point their feet had turned into a dry and cracked brown land, and mist was shrouded in the surroundings.

Bai Wuya also returned to a place less than a hundred meters in front of them.

Everything that just happened was like illusion, only the three withered and yellow branches of immortality in the hands of the Shengyuan people proved that the flame once existed.

"Is it over?" someone asked in fear.

The next moment, Bai Wuya responded with a smile: "It's just that the warm-up is over. I didn't expect that the King of Fire is so cowardly. I was blown up by my body before I was willing to show up to see you... I said, Your Majesty the King of Fire, you don't have to hide, I can see you."

Bai Wuya said, picking up the bone spear and swinging it to the fog in the distance. The next moment, the fog dissipated, revealing a passage that reached the horizon. On the distant horizon, a man with a medium figure and blurred face stood silently.
Chapter completed!