Dragon Blood Emperor

Chapter 370: Bloom like the sun

boom!

Yang Dingtian's body gradually burned, the shape faded into a horrible flame, the flame gradually turned black, and the mask on the battlefield of the Savage God was burned through a hole.

The crowd's pupils shrank, and the flame that turned black was wrapped in red flames, like a fire that burned the world, which was terrible.

What's more surprising is that the breath of Yang Dingtian has disappeared, there is no sign of life, and it is completely integrated into the flame.

Emperor Qingxue's emei is slightly dignified, and it seems quite dignified, thinking, as if he knew something about this method.

Looking at the mask that was gradually incinerated, the giant old man's eyes were fixed, his arms waved, and a piece of brilliance was sprinkled. The mask healed again, as if in the trenches, the old man was the master.

"Dingtian, you are crazy, stop!"

The lord of Lieyang's face was ugly and drunk like thunder, and he was stopping Yang Dingtian's move. The anxious tone made people realize that this method was unusual.

However, it is true. Yang Dingtian at this moment is simply too scary, giving them a feeling of being omnipotent and omnipotent.

Facing that black flame, their hearts trembled!

As if once they met, they would be destroyed or even unable to resist.

Yang Dingtian's methods, even Beizhe Yunzhuo and Wudao, narrowed their eyes. Obviously, this black flame was very dignified.

Below the battle platform, Yun Xiao had a heavy face and a hint of worry. The black flames threatened him with death. "This battle can only be avoided by admitting defeat!"

"But he won't give up!" Beside, Jian Fanfan spit out a sentence, staring at Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang's eyes, calm, very calm!

This calm also attracted the attention of the crowd.

In Ye Wushuang's eyes, they didn't see any fear or fear, some were calm, deep, embarrassing, and invisible.

Ye Wushuang is not afraid of this method of Yang Dingtian?

The crowd's eyes gazed, waiting for Ye Wushuang's decision.

At this time, Ye Wushuang moved.

Under the crowd's attention, he stepped forward to Yang Dingtian step by step, without fear. "This is your ultimate hole card, the only dependence, the certainty of winning?"

"Yes, you can choose to give in, but I don't think you will, so today you are destined to die."

Yang Dingtian's voice sounded in the flames, very vague, but very confident. At the same time, the sound just sounded, in the red flames, and in the black flame, a vague figure appeared.

A pair of black silent eyes, like two swords of death, shot towards Ye Wushuang, bringing the chill and murderousness of the sky.

With this vision, Ye Wushuang should be down, and his footwork has not stopped. As Yang Dingtian said, he would not admit defeat, and never thought of admitting defeat!

"I think this should be the black fire of the devil, derived from the land of all demons, absorbing the magic of heaven and earth, immortal, and one step, it can become the supreme flame of legend."

Ye Wushuang stared at the black flame, just like a learned wise man, slowly uttering a sentence, and the eyes of the crowd also stared at the black flame.

Suddenly realized that it was called Demon Blackfire!

Ye Wushuang continued to move, holding the flame sword in his hand, and continued in his mouth, "This demon black fire is your final card for life and death. In order to kill me, you devoured it, and went crazy to choose to fuse with her and with it The community, the power of burning the world, is enough to make people dare to choose to give in. "

"Yes, you're right, but what about that?"

Yang Dingtian said arrogantly that he would be mad if he did not kill Ye Wushuang. Ye Wushuang is his magic obstacle. If Ye Wushuang is not wiped out, he will lose his mind, and it will be difficult for him to surpass the peak and become strong in the future. By!

"No, just want to say, even so, you, you are still too weak!"

A faint voice, rippling in the void, reverberating in everyone's ears, so arrogant and trembling, facing Yang Dingtian's horror power, in Ye Wushuang's eyes, it was still too weak!

The eyes of the crowd fell on Ye Wushuang's body, only to see that the flame and the sword in his hand had risen, and chopped towards the demon black fire.

As the sword is cut off, the red flames continue to grow and bloom!

"I am now integrated with the black fire of the demon. The flame is not extinguished. You can't kill me. What can you fight with me and use the giant sword in your hand!"

Yang Dingtian's voice emerged mistily, the black flame burst out of the package of red flame, and rushed to Ye Wushuang. If the night falls, Ye Wushuang will be engulfed in the night.

boom!

A dozen feet of flames and swords fell, and the glory bloomed, but in the boundless night, such as the fire of firefly, could not make waves.

"Ha ha ha, Ye Wushuang, the defeat has been set, you can do nothing, your sword, can't cut my body."

Yang Dingtian laughed proudly, sounded in the ears of tens of thousands of people, smiled proudly!

The night engulfed everything, the devastating flames, burning every inch of the void in the middle of the battle platform, and wrapping around Ye Wushuang's body.

"Brother Ye!"

Yang Qing'er and other girls changed their faces, and in their eyes, there were endless worries.

Nangong Liuyun and a group of elder disciples also frowned and calmed down. Ye Wushuang refused to give up. They fought for the ancestral gate, and they only prayed silently, and a miracle appeared.

"Asshole, you better not die!"

Mengyi people were extremely angry, she hated Ye Wushuang the most and wished to kill him.

However, Ye Wushuang has a method of awakening the heavenly concubine body. If she dies, then the method of awakening will also disappear, which she is extremely reluctant to see.

Therefore, she can only pray that Ye Wushuang will not die!

However, he was a man who could not wait to kill, but prayed that he was okay. This extremely contradictory feeling made the people in Mengyi extremely unhappy, and his hatred of Ye Wushuang deepened a little.

"How does it feel to wait for silence in the dark, is it fear?"

Another ridiculous word sounded in the darkness.

fear?

Ye Wushuang stood, with a calm expression. On his face, was there any fear?

Instead, his eyes became brighter and brighter than the stars.

At the same time, the crowd was surprised.

I saw that in the night, the light that was about to be annihilated gradually became fierce, and a touch of purple lingered around the fiery red, rising.

As the sun rises and blooms, UU reading www.uukanshu.com expels the darkness.

"Darkness is horror, but dawn will come at last!" Ye Wushuang said indifferently, the puppet of the sun kept pouring into the sword, splitting the black spirit of the demon.

No, it's not splitting, but it's devouring. The fire of the sun is sky fire, and its power is much stronger than the flame of the demon.

Ordinary attacks cannot extinguish the demon black fire, but the real fire of the sun can devour it.

"Ah ..." The body was eroded, Yang Dingtian screamed, and immediately pulled the crowd back from the loss.

"Dingtian!"

When he saw this, the lord of the Lieyang sect changed his face and yelled, "Concede defeat, quickly admit defeat!"

"Ye Wushuang, I give up!"

Yang Dingtian also yelled. In the face of the real fire of the sun, he felt fear and refused to admit that he would die.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang shook his head, and the Flame Sword was retracted. If he conceded, he could no longer kill Yang Dingtian.

Black fire also shrank quickly, showing Yang Dingtian's figure, extremely embarrassed, pale, and seemed to have experienced some terrible torture.

"I thought that if you were so proud and determined to kill me, you would fight hard and bloom to the end. Unfortunately, I was disappointed. After all, you are just a coward."

Ye Wushuang put away his sword and turned to leave.

"coward!"

Yang Dingtian's expression was embarrassing. In the words of Ye Wushuang, every word pierced into his heart like a sharp needle, making his eyes bloodshot.

Bang!

Yang Ding was terrible. The black flame turned into a giant palm and struck Ye Wushuang. It was unexpected. The terrible black fire covered the past. "Ye Wushuang, you die!"

"Brother Ye, be careful!"

An angry voice also shouted from Yang Qinger's mouth. Yang Dingtian, he conceded, but also sneaked into Ye Wushuang!

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