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Chapter six hundred and seventy-four

"Hahaha, okay-" The laughter spread like a wave of fire, and the jungle trees around it had dried up. "The favors have been paid back, so naturally no one has helped me. Please use it to visit this site." Fentian Yansha was unwilling to mention the matter in southern Xinjiang.

Leng Xiaoran shook her head slightly and was already sitting on the dome. "The body turned into a demon will only make you feel more painful and immersed in the sea of ​​suffering. This is not what it wants to see." Who is it? It is naturally the wild Fire God Tree.

"It..." Speaking of it, the firelight on the body of Fentian Yansha seemed to be dimming. He looked at Leng Xiaoran and suddenly asked, "Why did you rescue it at that time?"

"Whether I want to save or not is just a matter of comparison. There is no reason." Leng Xiaoran shook his head slightly.

The Fentian Yansha showed a hint of mocking, "It's too late to say these now."

"Then stop talking." Leng Xiaoran nodded and then asked, "Has the thief escaped?"

Leng Xiaoran and Fentian Yansha were ten feet apart, and this conversation was like two people who were guarding against each other.

"The Thieves Emperor?" Fen Tian Yansha was stunned and said, "Escape."

"So you want to go back here again to find the clues of southern Xinjiang?" Leng Xiaoran asked, "Do you want to kill those who enter southern Xinjiang?"[

"It's true, you have to kill me." Fentian Yansha said calmly, with a bloodthirsty smell in his plain tone.

Leng Xiaoran looked at the Burning Sky Fierce Evil covered with fire, and saw that there were always a few black spots in his body. What was that? Leng Xiaoran didn't know, but Leng Xiaoran knew that he didn't have it before.

"I won't let you find it." Leng Xiaoran slowly stood up and stopped the Fentian Yansha.

"This is what you forced me." Fentian Yansha narrowed his eyes slightly, and a evil aura had begun to condense.

"Don't look too high on yourself." Leng Xiaoran showed a sarcastic smile, "The god who fell into hell will eventually turn into a demon... The hopeless medicine is the eroded heart. Darkness has driven your heart, so don't say ridiculous words like avenging the wild Fire God Tree, because now you are no longer qualified to say such words."

"Hmph." Fen Tian Yansha was furious in his heart. He no longer had to kill Leng Xiaoran or not, and his murderous intent had already surged in front of Leng Xiaoran.

A cold sword energy easily cut the murderous intent into two sections, and Leng Xiaoran's body had already appeared in front of Fentian Yansha, and a wave of water dizzy directly covered Fentian Yansha's body.

"Roar—" With a roar, the fire waves spread directly on Leng Xiaoran's body, and instantly burned on Leng Xiaoran's body. "My fire, even ice can burn..." Before this sentence was finished, Fentian Yansha looked at him in surprise, and the firelight on Leng Xiaoran's body gradually dissipated.

"It seems that I really underestimated you." Fen Tian Yansha looked at Leng Xiaoran and strangled Leng Xiaoran's neck with one hand.

With a "bang." Leng Xiaoran's neck was twisted in half.

However, some liquid spilled out of the edge of the broken neck. Leng Xiaoran's body retreated again and again, and the neck and body were glued together again.

"Gragra." Leng Xiaoran twisted his neck, and there were a few joint explosions.

Fentian Yansha looked at Leng Xiaoran, his aura was rising step by step, and fire lights were also gathering around his body, like golden armor.

"Since that's the case, I'll use all my strength-" Fen Tian Yansha smiled, and a evil spirit appeared in his hand. A evil spirit was condensed in the fire, red and black, directly rolled to Leng Xiaoran's body.

The light and sensual light appeared from the palm of the hand. The magic sword slashed, and the water and fire light met, and a kind of electric spark had already burst out.

The Phantom Spirit Sword pierced into the fire and suddenly found that his hands were getting hot. "At this level of cultivation, it seems that you have already stepped into half a foot before ascending." Leng Xiaoran smiled lightly with a brow.

The dark golden light of the fiery sky was surrounded by Leng Xiaoran. It was just a thin layer of water that protected Leng Xiaoran's body, but Leng Xiaoran still found that his body was slowly boiling. In terms of whether it was his own blood or flesh, the way of feeling was described.

"You are not my opponent." Fen Tian Yansha said with a smile, his smile was ferocious and terrifying. He grabbed Leng Xiaoran's shoulders with his hands, and his fingertips were already trapped in the flesh of Leng Xiaoran's shoulders.

"Hmph—" Leng Xiaoran looked at Fen Tian Yansha fighting with him so carelessly, and the magical spirit sword in his hand directly penetrated into Fen Tian Yansha's chest. "Huh?" However, the moment the magical sword penetrated, Leng Xiaoran found that the slight sound of the magical spirit sword came.

The two claws grabbed Leng Xiaoran's shoulders, which had already hurt Leng Xiaoran's body, and at the same time made Leng Xiaoran's arms rotate flexibly.

But Leng Xiaoran still knew that Fentian Yansha still did not use all his strength because he had never used all his strength.

"Don't you give up?" Fen Tian Yansha suddenly used force to pull Leng Xiaoran's arms off. "Uh--" Leng Xiaoran's expression turned pale, and his arms were pulled off, and the meridians were still holding their bodies and arms, and a lot of blood flowed out of them.

"I want to tear your limbs one by one." Fentian Yansha smiled gloomyly, and then threw the two broken arms away.

Leng Xiaoran's heart trembled, and her whole body suddenly turned into fog. In the flames of the Burning Heaven Flame, his power was still greatly reduced. I didn't expect that the dark golden flames of the Burning Heaven Flame were so sharp.

"I still want to escape?" Fentian Yansha grabbed the void with both hands and grabbed the illusory legs. "What!" Leng Xiaoran underestimated Fentian Yansha.

"Hmph——" The muffled groan was a scream of pain, and Leng Xiaoran's legs had already left their bodies, and drove them down from the sky like a stick. The Fentian Yansha did not continue to torture Leng Xiaoran, but watched Leng Xiaoran's drive from the sky, and as for the legs were thrown aside again.

"I said, you are not my opponent." Seeing the blood, the eyes of the Burning Heaven Yansha slowly turned red, and there was a primitive bloody murderous intent in the pure darkness.

"I... I also said, don't look too high on yourself." A hint of mockery appeared on the corner of Leng Xiaoran's mouth.

"Hmm?" Fen Tian Yansha didn't understand why Leng Xiaoran was still so calm and provocative.

Suo—I saw my limbs suddenly rushed to Leng Xiaoran’s side, and the wounds were bonded to each other. The flesh and blood seemed to heal once they were combined, and there seemed to be no scars.

"How is that possible?" Fen Tian Yansha looked at Leng Xiaoran, looked at Leng Xiaoran's body, and his heart trembled slightly, "Your body has obviously cracked, and it is impossible for you to heal completely in a short period of time."

The Fentian Yansha was naturally unbelievable, "This is nature--" The dark blue figure lay flat on the void, the aura on his body was gradually changing, and the darkness slowly appeared, and the dark blue light had dissipated and had turned into a kind of darkness like a sea of ​​mud.

I didn't expect that this was not Leng Xiaoran's original deity, but Leng Xiaoran's incarnation Dharma Lord.

"You can't hurt my body." Leng Xiaoran was unwilling to use the breath of destruction, and he could bear this sentence.

A faint blue figure sat calmly on the dome of the thief tomb, as if it had never left that position.

"Incarnation..." Although Fentian Yansha was not born for a long time, he was not an ordinary person after all, so he could reach the peak in a short time.

"If you underestimate me, you will enter the retreat of the Red Blood Evil Spirit." Leng Xiaoran said lightly, "If he hadn't escaped quickly, I wouldn't know how many times had he died in my hands."

"Hmph, don't talk about that thing in front of me." Fen Tian Yansha said with an angry look on his face, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have turned into a demon--"

Leng Xiaoran looked at Fentian Yansha calmly, "If you want to put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, then you can just dissipate your resentment."

"Do you think it's possible? How did I have such power? If I do this, wouldn't I become a fish on the knife and the chopping board?" Fen Tian Yansha smiled.

Leng Xiaoran, who was black in black, had a dark hair, and her eyes slowly emitted a dazzling light. The light was not dazzling, but it had a magical wonder in the dark. When the Fentian Yansha was stunned when he saw it, he looked at the incarnation Dharma Lord in a daze.

"Is revenge so important to you?" Leng Xiaoran asked calmly.

"Revenge is the motivation for me to survive." Fen Tian Yansha said in a daze.

Leng Xiaoran never took action, but asked plainly, "Revenge? Who should I take revenge? Should all those entering southern Xinjiang die?"

"Damn it? Greed is a sin for human beings, so those with greed should die." The dullness of the Fentian Yansha had already dissipated.

"You must know that you have also killed a lot of people, including bad people and good people. Should those good people die?" Leng Xiaoran, who was sitting on the dome, slowly stood up, and he already had the intention of killing in his heart. He wanted to kill Fentian Yansha.

"I don't care about good people or bad people, I only believe in dead people. Dead people will not harm people." Fentian Yansha smiled.

A fire suddenly appeared in the turbid gaze, and the fire was actually black. All black flames had the power to destroy a world.

The black flame was directly imprinted on the chest of the incarnation Dharma Lord. However, the Burning Yansha was shocked that the black flame seemed to be a decoration on Leng Xiaoran's incarnation Dharma Lord. The burning black flame did not hurt the incarnation Dharma Lord a little.

"You can't hurt him, I've said this before. He can only hurt himself..." Leng Xiaoran showed a hint of unrestrained smile.

"Then I will kill you-" The fire light darkened in vain, and then the black flame suddenly appeared behind Leng Xiaoran's original deity, pressing tightly against Leng Xiaoran's back like a black mirror...

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