Myth is Coming

call!

Shaoyang turned around several times in a row, and he had escaped from the passage where he encountered the tribes of the Southern Wilderness before, and escaped for an unknown distance.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and he finally fooled the tribes by talking about it.

But Shaoyang still didn't dare to be careless, he didn't dare to underestimate anyone, who would dare to say that all the tribes in the Southern Wilderness are as easy to fool as they appear?

really!

Suddenly, Shaoyang panicked, turned around, and suddenly saw a black figure appearing there, he said with a leisurely smile: "Shaoyang boy, since you are the descendant of the Yellow Emperor, why are you running away?"

Shaoyang looked unmoved, and laughed, "I was ordered by Senior Huangdi to get a material, why, Senior Undead Race also want to ask?"

"Ha ha!"

The undead had already come to the front, he sneered, "Others are afraid of the Yellow Emperor, and believe your nonsense, but I don't believe it. Ming people don't speak dark words, so you don't have to cover up with me here, be honest Pass on the inheritance you got from the Yellow Emperor to me, and I might be able to let you live."

Shao Yang smiled and said: "The legacy of the Yellow Emperor's predecessors is ahead, why do you want to sacrifice the easy and seek the difficult?"

The undead smiled, "Wouldn't it be easier to get the inheritance from you?"

Shao Yang shook his head slightly, "Senior, do you know why the others didn't come after you? It's not that you are smarter than them, it's that they are much smarter than you."

The undead's face darkened, and Shaoyang continued: "They... are all waiting for you to lead them!"

The undead sneered, "It's hard to say whether to let me take the lead, or let me drink the soup!"

Without further ado, this undead man is obviously not interested in chatting with Shaoyang. While talking, he saw the thick black air spreading from his body, and there were black lines appearing on the rock walls of the entire passage. line, along the rock wall, and covered Shaoyang in all directions!

As soon as he made a move, he had already done his best!

Shaoyang still didn't panic, he sacrificed the phoenix feather sword in his hand, splitting into a hundred and eight sword lights in an instant, cutting towards different directions respectively, blocking the black lines one after another outside.

When the undead squeezed his empty hand, he saw countless black lines, which twisted one by one immediately, and turned into countless black thin snakes.

Thin snakes meandered and crawled, wandering through the void, appearing extremely agile and unpredictable.

Almost every one of these thin snakes has different changes, so for a while, it seems that thousands of people sacrificed thousands of supernatural powers, but they skillfully merged into one body and covered Shaoyang.

The supernatural powers of this undead are indeed powerful and weird! No wonder he dared to catch up first.

Nanming Lihuo!

Shaoyang's spiritual sense unfolded, and the Phoenix Feather Sword instantly disintegrated and swung out, strands of pure flames spread and grew on the edge of the sword.

This flame is the king of all fires in the world, with pure and powerful supernatural powers, so it happens to be the most restrained against the strange supernatural powers of the undead.

I saw a series of thin snakes being entangled by the flames, and they couldn't help seeping into them!

As many thin snakes, there are as many flames!

The undead was also shocked. He didn't expect Shaoyang to have such a backhand. He quickly used all kinds of supernatural powers to extinguish the flame. However, no matter how the snake splits, the flame always lingers like tarsal maggots. go up! This is the nature of the flame itself, coupled with the fact that Nanming Lihuo is the purest flame, naturally nothing is inflammable, and it spreads along with the supernatural power of the undead.

"There are such flames in the world?"

The more you try, the more horrified the undead will become. "It seems that a strong man must cut off his wrists..." The undead's heart was ruthless, and his supernatural powers were activated, cutting off these thin snakes from his own cultivation!

For him, this is not an easy task, cutting off these thin snakes is almost equivalent to cutting off his own cultivation base!

It is no exaggeration to say that a strong man cuts his wrist.

However, the undead soon discovered in horror that after he cut off the thin snakes, the flames still spread towards him silently!

how come?

This undead has a lot of experience, but he has never seen such a domineering flame!

It was as if everything in the world had to surrender under its flame.

"ah……"

The undead couldn't help but let out a miserable cry, only to feel the flames burn into his body, his skin instantly turned red, and there were strands of flames, faintly jumping in it.

"middle!"

Naturally, Shao Yang would not keep his hand, and cut out the Phoenix Feather Sword in his hand again, instantly turning into more than a hundred streaks of flames, enveloping the undead.

The latter wants to dodge, but how can he dodge?

In an instant, more than a hundred flames had attached to his body, and they could not stop spreading towards his body... and the flames in the latter's body reflected inside and outside, shining brightly!

In an instant, the whole body of the undead had turned into a ball of fire, burning like a fire!

His screams could not stop coming from it, but gradually began to become weaker...

Finally, the undead have been completely reduced to a mass of ashes! Even though he has the innate supernatural power of rebirth, under such flames, there is nothing he can do after all, and he can only turn into fly ash.

"This Nanming Lihuo is indeed a top spiritual fire!"

Shaoyang couldn't help but be delighted.

He looked towards the corpse of the undead, but saw that under the supernatural power of Nanming Lihuo, almost the entire body of the undead was burned, but beside his corpse, there were still a few round beads.

Just like the "corpse bead" seen in Wang Mang's time fragments, it is obviously the condensation of his magical powers.

Shao Yang put it away indifferently, and threw it into the runner's reincarnation streamer, allowing those ghosts to refine it.

He himself raised his steps, ready to leave... But Shaoyang's heart moved again, he sighed, and looked back——

However, another figure appeared leisurely there.

"hehe……"

He let out a laugh, "Nanming Lihuo is really powerful. This undead is really stupid, to resist this kind of flame."

Shaoyang has already recognized the identity of the visitor——

Bi Fang!

According to legend, Bi Fang was originally a wood spirit, but was enlightened by the Yellow Emperor, turned into a bird, and drove for him.

But this time, it seems that the comer is probably not good.

Shao Yang thought about it in his heart, and smiled naturally on the surface, "Senior Bi Fang was joking, you are always a big expert in playing with flames, and my little tricks are nothing but tricks."

Bi Fang smiled, "Actually, I am good at the supernatural power of wood, but because of the Yellow Emperor, everyone thinks that I am good at the art of controlling fire. But in fact, it is just for the Yellow Emperor to refine alchemy and weapons, not my forte." item."

But the more he said that, the more heavy Shaoyang felt in his heart...

Not good at fire control?

In the end, he became famous all over the world for his skill in controlling fire! Then what kind of power should it have for what it is really good at, the supernatural power of wood?