A large number of points of light rose into the air and constantly converged, forming a symbol like a flame.

The symbol flowed, and then gradually formed a huge shadow.

Ye Feng’s brows frowned slightly, and from the shadows gathered by these little energy stars, he felt an unfamiliar spiritual power.

“Strange, this flame dragon is obviously dead, talent proficiency and free talent points have been given to me, can I still cheat the corpse?”

Ye Feng muttered, watching this phantom shadow gradually form and become clear, and then a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He had already recognized the identity of this phantom, it was the Lord of the Flame World, Surtel!

“Roar! Who is it? Dare to kill my servants in the world of flames? ”

As Surter’s phantom condensed, an angry spiritual fluctuation was released from it and spread in all directions.

At this moment, the phantom shadow exceeded a hundred meters, and Surtel turned into a giant, with extreme anger in his burning eyes, fiercely making four commotions, and then fixed on Ye Feng’s body.

“Human? Is that you, the arrogant ant, who dares to kill the servant of the Great Flame Lord? ”

The moment he saw Ye Feng, Surtel was obviously stunned, with a hint of surprise in his voice.

With the roar of Surtel’s phantom, a powerful momentum spread out, and a radius of tens of kilometers was under this huge coercion.

All the flame creatures felt this coercion, and all let out a terrified whimper and crawled to the ground.

Under this huge momentum, Soulter’s phantom does look quite bluffing.

If it weren’t for Ye Feng’s knowledge of Surtel’s details.

In the midst of the phantom fury, Ye Feng did not show any discomfort, but instead showed a strange smile with great interest on his face.

Killing the Lord of the Flame World should be able to get a lot of talent proficiency and free talent points, right?

“Surtel, don’t pretend in front of me, a flame dragon, kill it, kill it, what can you do to me?”

Ye Feng’s lips opened and closed, but the sound that came out was like thunder, and even the surrounding ground trembled under this huge sound wave.

Originally, after experiencing the ravages of the fire dragon, this mountain range had been devastated, and coupled with Ye Feng’s use of distorted voices to amplify his voice to a terrifying point, a large number of mountain cliffs finally could not withstand it, and a large area collapsed.

Hearing Ye Feng’s deafening voice, Surtel’s phantom was stunned, a little surprised, and then the spiritual will that spread out became even more furious.

However, Ye Feng no longer had any interest in continuing to fight with Surtel’s phantom.

Through his keen perception of space, coupled with the spiritual fluctuations coming from above this phantom, Ye Feng had already found the place where Surtel’s true body was hiding.

For Soultel’s spiritual means of making a huge phantom, Ye Feng has completely seen through, but he has left a strong spiritual imprint on the flame dragon, usually through this spiritual mark to drive the fire dragon, after the death of the fire dragon, the spiritual imprint will also be stimulated, so as to know who killed his servant.

Facing the huge phantom of Surtel, Ye Feng gently stretched out his hand, and the majestic spatial power gathered, and his palm slashed through the air like a knife.

A huge spatial crack appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, it expanded to a degree that was even larger than the phantom of Surtel, tearing and devouring towards the phantom formed by the spiritual imprint of Surtel.

In Surtel’s unwilling angry roar, the spatial crack was bridged, and the roar stopped abruptly.

With a wave of his hand, the body of the flame dragon without the spiritual mark of Soulel was received by Ye Feng into the storage space, and then Ye Feng had a sneer on his face, and his body disappeared in place.

After tracking Surtel’s traces, Ye Feng did not let him go.

First, as the king of the flame world, the reward of the system is absolutely extraordinary.

Second, how can others be allowed to snore and sleep next to the bed?

When Ye Feng established a long-term channel, he had some considerations, and this world could be used as a backup base for S.H.I.E.L.D. in Ye Feng’s plan, on the one hand, to improve the overall strength of his subordinates, on the other hand, some dangerous and secret experiments could also be arranged in the world of flames.

Surtel can control all the flame creatures in the flame world, if he is not dead, how can Ye Feng carry out his plan with peace of mind?

Therefore, taking advantage of Surtel’s own pretense and exposed the location, Ye Feng just went to solve this guy.

Somewhere underground in the core area of the Flame World, there is a huge underground space.

The underground space is very empty, supported by huge and strange stone pillars, and at the top of the space, there are dense sharp and sharp giant thorns.

These sharp giant thorns are formed by the cooling and condensation of molten slurry, if you stand in the space and look up, just by looking at it, there is a sense of horror that dense giant thorns will fall and penetrate the body at any time.

Here, closer to the core of the planet, the temperature is even more outrageously high, and ordinary flesh and blood will turn into a pile of coke in a moment.

With the thick sulfur dust rising, the entire underground world was illuminated by the molten firelight, appearing hazy, as if in hell.

In this huge empty underground space, from time to time, you can see rivers of magma of different widths flowing freely, all flowing towards the central area of the underground world.

In the center surrounded by a large river of magma, there is a huge throne.

“Damn it! How could this human being be so powerful! ”

At this moment, the figure above the throne emitted a roar mixed with anger and fear, causing the surrounding temperature to rise a lot in an instant.

This figure was none other than Surtel, who had just been destroyed by Ye Feng’s spiritual imprint phantom.

At this time, Surtel was much inferior to his huge phantom, and the aura on his body was also a little weak.

A long time ago, there was a big battle between Soulel and Odin, which was finally defeated by Odin, and his most powerful eternal flame was also taken by Odin, resulting in him unable to recover for countless years, and could only shrink in the world of flames to survive.

And bad luck came again, and out of nowhere, a powerful human being, which is not at all what the current Soulel can handle.

“Surter, you’re hiding really tightly…”

Just when Soulel on the throne was fidgeting, a calm but chilling voice slowly sounded, making Soultel’s body suddenly tense!

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