You have a good chance, I accept it.

Boom, boom, boom.

Ye Lin's body was constantly bombarded with rumbling noises. For a moment, the blood-colored light curtain that Ye Lin used to protect himself was blown to pieces.

"Heh, you overestimate your own abilities. Die."

Wang Mingyang roared, and his whole body was like a real sun suppressing the world, and the void was constantly burning.

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Sword Art, Thunder Sea."

Boom, boom, boom.

Suddenly, thunder roared from the sky above Ye Lin's head, and purple thunder fell on Wang Mingyang's body like it was free.

Every time a purple thunder passed by, it would leave a terrible scar on Wang Mingyang's body.

"The power of thunder, I hate the power of thunder."

Wang Mingyang kept roaring. What he hated most in his life was the power of thunder.

"Get out of my way."

Wang Mingyang waved his wings, and endless golden light sank into the sky, and the sea of ​​thunder was instantly dispersed.

But at this gap, Ye Lin had already come behind him.

Looking at Wang Mingyang in front of him, Ye Lin did not hesitate to stab Wang Mingyang's neck with a sword. For a moment, the Emperor Shang Blood Drinking Sword sank into his neck without any resistance.

"Roar, you are looking for death."

The intense pain made Wang Mingyang go berserk instantly, and a terrifying aura emanated, and drops of golden blood continued to overflow from the Emperor Shang Blood Drinking Sword.

As soon as it appeared, the golden blood was completely absorbed by the Emperor Shang Blood Drinking Sword, leaving no trace.

Wang Mingyang kept twisting his body to try to throw Ye Lin off, but Ye Lin stuck to Wang Mingyang like a dog-skin plaster and could not get off.

"Great Sun Divine Flame."

Wang Mingyang roared, and red flames appeared on his huge body, and almost instantly, Ye Lin suddenly pulled out the Emperor Shang Blood Drinking Sword and moved away from Wang Mingyang.

At this moment, Wang Mingyang's huge body was completely wrapped in the red flames, and for a moment Ye Lin looked at the red flames on Wang Mingyang with great fear.

This flame just now actually brought him a fatal sense of crisis.

"Great Sun Divine Flame, burn it for me."

Wang Mingyang's eyes flashed with a trace of fierceness, and endless red flames spread. Wherever the flames passed, the space was burned out. This is a kind of flame that can even burn space.

"What kind of flame is this?"

Looking at this red flame, Ye Lin's heart was alarmed. This flame can burn himself to death.

This made him feel extremely absurd. What kind of flame can burn himself to death?

"Great Sun Divine Flame, the natural magical power of the Three-legged Golden Crow. Don't look at this guy who is only at the peak of the True Immortal, but this Great Sun Divine Flame can hurt Taiyi Xuanxian."

"Boy, be careful, this is the third thing in the Divine Fire Ranking. Once it is contaminated, it can't be extinguished until you are completely burned."

The Devouring Heaven Demon Pot said leisurely.

Hearing this, Ye Lin's face became extremely solemn. A flame that can even hurt Taiyi Xuanxian?

Then his own True Immortal body is probably just a piece of paper in his eyes.

"Ye Lin, don't run. Weren't you arrogant before?"

Wang Mingyang was at the center of the red flames. He kept flapping his wings. Every time his wings fell, they would emit an extremely terrifying Great Sun God Flame.

At this moment, the Great Sun God Flame was surrounded by thousands of miles around him, and he was at the center of the Great Sun God Flame, like a high and mighty god.

He looked at Ye Lin who was dodging everywhere with his eyes, and a look of joy flashed across his face.