"Your death is here!"

Ling Jianchen raised his head slightly, and suddenly clenched his palm holding the arrow of the true qi.

Bang!

The whole arrow burst.

The light rays fell down like stars, especially dazzling and dazzling.

"You, you, you actually refined the holy fire? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Even if our clan has this holy fire for hundreds of years, he can only get a trace of its energy through the Fire Altar. You are just the ninth level of King Wu, how can you refine it?"

The indigenous leader was dumbfounded with shock and confusion on his face, "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Heavenly Fire.

Fire of the sky.

The natives in the Nine Realms secret territory believed that their understanding of the sky fire far exceeded the understanding of the strong men of the Dagan Dynasty, and even established a fire altar to attract the next sky fire.

Even if it is just a clone, it is still very powerful, and even the Martial Emperor is difficult to tame and refine.

But now...

From the time Ling Jianchen got the Blue Flame of Bing Xin to the present, it has only been a short stick of incense, but he has refined it.

This is a miracle.

How can he accept it?

In fact.

If it were other people, it would be impossible for them to refine the Bing Xin Blue Flame so easily, but now Ling Jianchen is in control of a complete Nine Flame Heavenly Fire, which is the super Heavenly Fire, which ranks third on the Tiantian Tiantian Fire.

Even if it is not a complete body, it is enough to suppress the clone of the Blue Flame of Bing Xin.

In addition, the eternal demon body of nirvana devouring the sky fire is like taking a sack!

certainly.

The indigenous leaders did not know about these things.

Ling Jianchen did not respond to the questioning of the native leader. He shook his neck slightly, shook his arms, and a crackling sound broke out in his body. It was like the sound of gold and iron intertwined, making his scalp numb.

His cultivation has gone further and has entered the peak of the Martial King.

Ling Jianchen stared at the native leader: "Did you really refine the sky fire? You can tell if you come and try it?"

"Little bastard, I will never believe that you can refine the holy fire so quickly and die for me!" The native leader had red eyes, his long red hair moved without wind, and his true energy surged around him, turning into a flame body.

boom!

The red flames filled the world.

His whole body turned into a red fireball, tearing the sky and appeared in front of Ling Jianchen in an instant. Amid the flames, a ferocious human face appeared and a roar of anger: "Fire God Fist!"

Swish swish swish swish!

Fireballs as big as bullocks were burning and rushed over like rainstorms.

These fireballs contain hot and high temperatures, making the space seem to melt.

Rumble!

Flashes of shocking roars sounded one after another, and the fire balls fell onto the ground, exploded into huge pits, and the fire turned into boiling lava; fell into the jungle, burning mountains and forests, and the fire was flooded; fell into the lake, and the entire lake was evaporated in an instant...

Extremely powerful and terrifying!

Within a radius of ten kilometers, it all turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Hmph, under my Fire God Fist, even those who are both the Ninth Level of the Wu Sect will be seriously injured. You are only the Ninth Level of the Wu King, and you will never be able to block my attack!" The native leader flew into the sea of ​​fire with a sneer.

The body was covered with turbulent flames, ignoring the burning flames around him, searching for Ling Jianchen's corpse.

"Hmm? His body was not found? Could it be that it was burned to ashes? Impossible. Since he has mastered the sky fire, it will definitely not... not good..." The face of the native leader suddenly changed.

The sea of ​​fire below him suddenly blew up, and countless flames spread toward both sides.

A vacuum zone was exposed.

at the same time……

In that vacuum zone, an extremely dazzling and sharp light suddenly soared into the sky.

It was an unparalleled sharp sword light!

The gray-white sword light covered the red light of the sea of ​​fire, as if the night and day. The sharp blade was like a rushing lightning, and the moment the indigenous leader discovered it, it had come to him.

"Fire Battle Shield!"

"Vulcan protects the body!"

"Nine-Shelf Flame Mountain..."

The expression of the native leader changed drastically, and he successively used defensive moves.

The shield condensed by flames, the flames surrounded the body and turned into red armor, and the nine-level flame-burning peaks appeared in front of him one after another...

However.

All this defense.

Under the unparalleled gray-white knife light, it was as fragile as paper.

Titicaca...

The blade passes by, and it is invincible.

Everything is under the blade and turns into powder.

"Damn it, how could this knife be so powerful? Stop it, block it for me!" The native leader's eyes were about to break, his whole face became extremely ferocious, and he retreated repeatedly, witnessing the destruction of those defensive measures.

He retreated a thousand meters, and when the blade approached his body, the fire god's body armor burst out with a red highlight.

Finally blocked that knife!

"It finally blocked!" The native leader Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then, what are you going to use to block this knife?"

Just as the native leader was secretly glad, a sneer like a ghost suddenly came from behind, shocking him into a cold sweat. Subconsciously turned around, and the gray-white sword light covered his eyes.

"No……"

The native leader showed horror.

Amid screams.

The blade fell and swallowed everything!

puff!

After the sword light cut the native leader in half, the aftermath passed through the drifting blood rain and fell on the ground.

The ground exploded, and a ravine that was five hundred meters long appeared on the earth.

It was like a deep hole that was torn on the earth.

"It's a pity that the trial of the Nine Realms of Secret Realms only defines points according to the great realm..." Ling Jianchen's figure appeared in the air, looking at the native leader who was dead without a complete corpse, shook his head slightly.

He held the Broken Sky Sword tightly between his palms.

He raised his eyebrows, and a strange sneer filled the corners of his mouth. He looked at the dense jungle behind him and said lightly: "When will you hide until?"

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

A crisp applause came slowly.

A red figure slowly walked down from the canopy of a towering tree.

Only a piece of chin and the purple lips were seen under the cloak, showing a hideous sneer: "I didn't expect that if you haven't seen each other for a few months, your strength has improved so much."

"I didn't expect that you, who were so proud at the time, would be willing to continue living in this world with such a person who is neither human nor ghost. You said nothing wrong with one sentence at the beginning. You and I are indeed people from both worlds!" Ling Jianchen smiled faintly, as if he was talking to an old friend.

The figure under the cloak trembled slightly.

It seemed that Ling Jianchen's words stinged her hard.

"Hehe, you are still annoying as always. For the people I hate, I am used to using them with my own hands..."
Chapter completed!