The night is quiet, at midnight, the stars are like chess pieces scattered on the chessboard. They look messy, but they are full of some subtle pattern that coincides with the principles of heaven, just like Feng Jueyu's mentality at this moment.

A ball of blazing white fire was dancing on his palm, strange and full of strong aura. The white fire was something he had never seen before. If this white flame appeared suddenly, he might even have

Even the extremely intelligent Feng Da Killer would open his eyes wide in surprise...

But he knew very well in his heart that this white flame was clearly a new fire that had been transformed by hundreds of thousands of beliefs after the two fire powers of the True Yang Fire and the Manyou Fire were fused into one.

This fire is particularly weird, neither tepid nor hot, neither cold nor hot. The flame is pale white in color, not obvious, but seems very peaceful. There is always an indescribable aura in the flame. Feng Jueyu

Looking directly at the ball of fire, it seems as if there is a pair of eyes looking at me...

This feeling seems like...

pet……

That's right, there is no more appropriate word to describe the white fire ball than "pet".

Incandescent fire, what on earth is this?

Although Fengda Killer is extremely talented in martial arts, his understanding of the grand world is too little. Even though he has read extensively in the past year, he cannot find a relatively reasonable explanation from any classic.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and thinking over and over again, he still couldn't figure out what was going on. Killer Feng had no choice but to give up.

Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it. One day you will know the reason. He comforted himself like this.

Since the incandescent fire possesses the characteristics of two kinds of heart flames, True Yang and Manyou Fire, and is formed by the fusion of the two, plus the power of one hundred thousand faith, this fire cannot be called True Yang Fire or Manyou Fire.

It was so exciting. After pondering for a moment, Feng Jueyu simply took a clever trick and called it white blazing fire.

With the power of 100,000 faith, his cultivation level has been raised to the second level of Lingxu. Killer Feng was overjoyed. After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu felt itchy and wanted to try the power of incandescent fire.

At this thought, Feng Jueyu had an evil thought in his heart. With a sway, the two door panels opened naturally and he disappeared into the room.

A moment later, Feng Jueyu appeared in Long Yan's room.

"Young Master." Long Yan was meditating in the room. Suddenly he saw a figure appearing in the room. He was slightly shocked. There were many levels in Zhou Nan's Mixin Peak. This person actually appeared in his room without any warning. How could Long Yan do that?

He wasn't surprised, but he didn't make up his mind until he saw the appearance of the person coming.

It turns out he is the young master, no wonder he has such miraculous body skills...

Thinking in his mind, Long Yan was suddenly startled and said in surprise: "Huh? Young Master, your movement seems to be faster than before."

In fact, Long Yan is the person who knows Feng Jueyu the best. He just saw Feng Jueyu’s sudden appearance, which made him feel that it was natural after he recognized the person’s identity. But looking back, Feng Jueyu also had Yin Congfu a year ago.

After the desperate movement at the foot of Tiangong Mountain, I was immediately shocked again: the young master's movement was already fast enough, but after a year of absence, he was even faster. The young master is worthy of being a young master...

For a moment, Long Yan felt infinite emotion in his heart and stood up immediately.

Feng Jueyu nodded slightly and looked at the layout of the room. Although the place was not big, it was enough to fight Long Yan and test his skills.

"Long Yan, try your best to slap me." Feng Jueyu ordered.

The best way to test one's skill is to find an opponent with a similar level of cultivation to face each other, so that you can see how strong you are, and in Zhounan, only Long Yan has this strength.

Long Yan didn't know what Feng Jueyu was going to do, but he always obeyed Feng Jueyu's words. He nodded slightly, Long Yan gathered the true energy, and the dragon energy of the Snow Flame Demonic Dragon merged with the blood of the three dragon clans.

, is naturally unparalleled in dominance. He heard Feng Jueyu's words clearly. The young master will give up his full strength and just use his full strength. Anyway, the young master will be fine.

Comforting himself, Long Yan's pupils suddenly shrank into a narrow ray of light, and two purple-black eyes shot out like sharp swords, illuminating the room as if an unusual neon color had been added. Just as his eyes shrank.

Immediately afterwards, a vast and masculine dragon energy suddenly burst out.

"Sir, be careful..." With a reminder, Long Yan pushed out his palm fiercely. This palm seemed ordinary, but when he got closer, it suddenly turned into a purple-black dragon claw.

This is the strongest skill of Dragon Flame. The dragon energy was gathered in an instant and even Dragon Flame could not control it, and the true energy was dispersed.

The courtyard house of more than 100 square meters seemed to have been hit by a strong wind of more than ten levels, and exploded into powder with a bang...

Astonishing turbulence poured into the heaven and earth, and the thunderous roar echoed within ten miles of the entire Mixin Peak...

At this moment, Feng Jueyu didn't move at all, but frowned slightly, because for some reason, Long Yan's earth-shattering palm actually became extremely slow in front of his eyes, let alone that kind of speed, as if

It's like slowing down the motion.

Feng Jueyu was a little puzzled. He didn't take the palm, but took a slight step to the side. This step was absolutely magical. He moved even the slightest bit, and the change was huge within a square inch, which directly caused Long Yan's move.

The palm fell empty.

Before Long Yan could be surprised, he said dissatisfiedly: "Long Yan, I asked you to slap me with all your strength, why did you hold back your hand?"

Long Yan was stunned for a moment and said: "Sir, my subordinates didn't hold anything back?"

"No?" Feng Jueyu's pupils shrank, and suddenly he saw Long Yan's eyes widen, and he shuddered fiercely.

Long Yan pointed at Feng Jueyu's eyes and said in shock, "Master, your eyes..."

"What's wrong with my eyes?"

"There are two white fires in your eyes..."

"fire?"

Feng Jueyu scratched his head. It was impossible for him to see his own eyes, but it didn't matter. There was a basin of clear water in the room. Feng Jueyu walked over and Dingqing took a look. He was shocked when he saw clear water.

What is reflected in the mirror is not human eyes at all, but a pair of eyes burning with white flames. Those two white flames are exactly incandescent fire.

He took a breath: "How could this happen?"

Long Yan blinked his eyes, how could he know something that even the victim couldn't figure out.

Feng Jueyu thought for a while and said to Long Yan: "Try hitting me again."

Long Yan took the order, and this time he even used the strength to suck the milk. However, Feng Jueyu felt the fierceness of the palm strength particularly clearly. With Long Yan's strength, he could hit this palm with 80% chance of continuous

Luo Ji couldn't even block it, let alone block it, it was difficult to see clearly. However, in his eyes, this palm was still pushed forward in slow motion. Feng Jueyu even noticed that Long Yan's shoulders were slightly moved.

The movements, the process of pushing with palm force, and the shape that vaguely changes into a dragon claw at the end can all be seen clearly.

This time, Feng Jueyu did not dodge, but activated Liuhe Fire Refining. Suddenly, a white ring of fire slowly condensed on the surface of his fist. He punched out with only six points of force, and the fist had not yet touched.

With the strength of Long Yan's palm, a look of horror flashed across Long Yan's face.

Feng Jueyu secretly exclaimed that he had used too much force. He quickly withdrew two points of his strength, leaving only four points, and punched out...

"boom!"

An incredible scene happened. With the powerful strength of the third level of Lingxu, Long Yan, the world's leading dragon body, was directly blasted ten meters away by Feng Jueyu's punch. An astonishing roar suddenly exploded at the top of Mixin Peak.

At least twenty powerful Disha members came out...

Yi Bingyan, Feng Yixue, Zhang Ao, and Yang Tuo all heard the thunderous explosion, like streaks of light and shadow appearing in the small courtyard behind the mountain in an instant.

When they saw that Long Yan's residence had turned into a pile of ruins, and Long Yan was half-kneeling on the ground with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, everyone was shocked.

"What happened?" Feng Yixue quickly ran to Long Yan's side and helped him up.

Long Yan waved his hand, there was no trace of resentment in his eyes, only deep horror: "Ahem, it's okay, I just had a discussion with the young master. If the young master hadn't stopped in time, I'm afraid..." Halfway through, Long Yan didn't dare to say anything.

After going down, he simply couldn't imagine how far the gap between himself and Feng Jueyu had become.

Yi Bingyan came to Feng Jueyu with a face full of autumn frost, and said with a sullen face: "What the hell are you doing to attack one of your own people so harshly?"

At this time, Feng Jueyu's face only showed grievance, and he said to himself: I didn't expect that my strength would improve to this level.

Although he understood that it was his own fault for not controlling his strength and injuring Long Yan just now, but there was no way to explain it, Feng Jueyu walked over and asked with concern: "Long Yan, are you okay?"

Long Yan shook his head and said with a knowing smile: "It's okay, Master. This minor injury can be recovered after a night's rest."

Everyone gasped. With Long Yan's strength, he only received one punch and needed to rest for a whole night to recover. What happened just now?

The next moment, the peak was filled with deathly silence. If everyone looked at Feng Jueyu with awe and admiration in the past, now there was only fear.

Feng Jueyu stood on the spot dully, his thoughts at this time were no longer on the others. The refining of the power of 100,000 faiths caused earth-shaking changes to his body and consciousness, and even his eyes changed.

It turned into an incandescent fire, and the movements of the dragon flames under my eyes just now became extremely slow. Could it be that I have practiced the legendary "Fire Eyes and Golden Clear"?

This is a big joke...

Being able to clearly see the movements of a third-level master of Lingxu is like slowing down the movement. What else can it be but a fiery eye and a golden light?

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu suddenly turned around, walked outside the courtyard, found the highest point and looked down the mountain. Suddenly everything in front of him became extremely clear, from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, and then to the bottom of the mountain, covering a full ten-mile radius.

In his eyes, even when he gathered the Liuhe refining fire, the black pupils were immediately wrapped in incandescent fire. No matter how big or small the house was, there was no way to escape his eyes. He could still see through the thin

The courtyard wall and the scene in the house can be seen clearly...

X-ray eyes...
Chapter completed!