Chapter 179 Destiny Spirit Fire! What do you think this is?
"Weren't you very arrogant before and wanted to keep us all?"
Facing the subdued Jin Mingcheng, Jiang Sheng said firmly: "Don't be afraid, continue. Either you will die today or I will die."
"Jiang Sheng, don't bully others too much."
Jin Mingcheng suppressed his anger and said coldly: "I just don't want to die with you. The rabbit bites people when it is anxious. If you refuse to give up, the consequences are not something you can afford!"
At this time, Jin Mingcheng no longer wanted to destroy the Huo family and kill Jiang Sheng.
He just wanted to save his life, and then took the Jin family to leave Wucheng and escape thousands of miles away, otherwise the Huo family would never let the Jin family go in the future.
"If it were anyone else, then I would consider letting them go."
Jiang Sheng shook his head and looked at Jin Mingcheng coldly: "But for the Jin family, I must eradicate the roots and prevent future troubles forever."
Whether it's Jin Zai'an who specifically seeks out those who are weaker than him to compete with, or Jin Myung-sung who hides his evil intentions, they are both treacherous people deep in the city.
Now that the grudge is deep, Jiang Sheng must not be merciful, otherwise if he is allowed to live, he may be bitten back at some point in the future.
"Hmph! I just don't want to fight with you anymore, but if you want to kill me, it's not that easy."
Feeling Jiang Sheng's pure murderous intention, Jin Mingcheng snorted coldly, clenched his right fist suddenly, and the black fireball in his hand exploded instantly.
Then it turned into a ball of flame and wrapped Jin Mingcheng's entire body.
"What method is this?"
Jiang Sheng looked at Jin Mingcheng in surprise. It was strange that the other person was wrapped in flames but not burned.
"This natal spiritual fire is my biggest trump card."
Jin Mingcheng, whose whole body was wrapped in flames, looked at Jiang Sheng proudly and said proudly: "It was because I could condense spiritual fire that the master of martial arts taught me the exercises and helped me abandon martial arts and follow Taoism."
Having said this, Jin Mingcheng raised his hand and flicked a small fireball towards the big tree not far away. The next moment, the big tree was burned to ashes by black flames.
"It's a pity that I don't know how to make elixirs. Otherwise, just because I can condense spiritual fire, I am destined to become a master of elixirs."
Jin Mingcheng looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and looked at Jiang Sheng coldly: "I used this spiritual fire to kill two of the four powerful masters of the Huo family and seriously injure two. If they really fight to the death, I can definitely do it.
You will pay a heavy price!"
"Life Spirit Fire!"
Jiang Sheng became interested. He squinted his eyes and looked back and forth on Jin Mingcheng. At the same time, he searched for memories about alchemy knowledge in his mind. Soon he found records about spiritual fire.
"It turns out that spiritual fire is really helpful in refining alchemy, so I wonder if I can condense the spiritual fire now?"
Jiang Sheng's eyes flashed, and he secretly began to try.
"Jiang Sheng, how are you?"
Jin Mingcheng urged: "My natal spiritual fire is far more powerful than the two previous magic weapons combined. If we continue the fight, you won't be able to take advantage, so let's just let it go!"
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Jiang Sheng's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he slowly raised his right hand: "What do you think this is?"
"call!"
The next moment, a small purple flame appeared on Jiang Sheng's fingertips, beating strangely.
"You, you can actually condense spiritual fire?"
Jin Mingcheng stared at the small flame dumbfounded and said in horror: "And yours is purple, how is this possible?"
According to Jin Mingcheng's understanding, the alchemist's natal spiritual fire is generally divided into seven levels: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, with red being the lowest and purple being the highest.
In addition, there is also a kind of black spiritual fire, which is the natal spiritual fire condensed by chance by those who cannot make alchemy.
Jin Mingcheng's black flame is the kind of inferior natal spiritual fire, but Jiang Sheng actually condensed the highest level of spiritual fire, which is so shocking!
"I don't believe you are a real spiritual fire."
Jin Mingcheng roared angrily, raised his hand suddenly, and summoned a huge black pillar of fire to hit Jiang Sheng hard.
"go!"
Jiang Sheng also imitated Jin Mingcheng's movements and raised his hand casually. The purple flame in his hand instantly became intense and turned into a purple fire pillar that flew fiercely towards Jin Mingcheng's black fire pillar.
"Puch, puch..."
As the fire pillars of two different colors collided together in the air, the onlookers who had been affected by the evil spirit before, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, immediately felt the temperature around them rising rapidly, as if they had fallen into a furnace, and they were sweating profusely.
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"Alas……"
The two fire pillars collided together, and the stalemate lasted for less than three seconds. The purple fire pillar defeated the black fire pillar with overwhelming force and quickly flew towards Jin Mingcheng's body.
"no, do not want!"
Jin Mingcheng pushed forward with both hands, while frantically maintaining the output of black flames, while shouting in horror: "Jiang Sheng, I surrender, please don't kill me. From now on, my Jin family is willing to recognize you as the master, please stop quickly."
hand."
The purple spiritual fire has an absolute level advantage over the black spiritual fire, and Jiang Sheng's cultivation level is a level higher than that of Jin Mingcheng, so there is no suspense in the fight between the two sides.
"I don't care about the Jin family's surrender!"
Facing Jin Mingcheng's begging for mercy, Jiang Sheng showed no expression on his face. He would never show mercy to his enemy again.
"ah!"
The next moment, all the black flames on Jin Mingcheng's body were engulfed by purple flames, and his body was also wrapped in purple flames, screaming and rolling on the ground.
"Dad(Grandpa!)"
Seeing this scene, Jin Chang and Jin Zai'an shouted loudly and sadly, trying to put out the fire, but were stopped by the Wu brothers.
After a while, Jin Mingcheng lay on the ground and stopped moving, already being burned by the flames and dying.
Jiang Sheng looked indifferently at Jin Mingcheng, whose whole body was anxious and whose vitality was rapidly draining away: "There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and no one will be spared by heaven. You have harmed countless people by practicing evil arts, and now that you have ended up like this, it is considered retribution!"
"If I had practiced magic from the beginning, I would never lose to you today."
Jin Mingcheng stared at Jiang Sheng unwillingly and said weakly: "It only took me fifteen years to achieve such an achievement. If I had practiced Taoism since I was a child, I would definitely become a peerless strongman by now."
"Time proves nothing."
Jiang Sheng knelt down and looked at Jin Mingcheng with pity: "It took you fifteen years to practice to this point, but I only practiced for less than three months to achieve such strength. You should be convinced!"
Hearing this, the Wu brothers who were standing by rolled their eyes at the same time.
It is true that Jiang Sheng only practiced for less than three months after losing his memory, but before he lost his memory, he was a peerless genius. Who knows if his current achievements are based on his previous achievements?
Maybe Jiang Sheng could condense the purple spiritual fire back then, but now he is just recovering.
Jin Mingcheng's eyes widened in despair, and his pupils began to dilate.
On his deathbed, Jin Mingcheng suddenly saw a huge, illusory image of a man with two pupils emerging behind Jiang Sheng.