The gray-brown flame hovering above Xiao Yan's head, like a gray sun, constantly emits a terrifying high temperature that makes the space distorted. This temperature is very close to what Xiao Yan had in the past. The kind of Qinglian heart fire. "
Of course, this is only close. The different fire is a unique thing in this world and cannot be copied. This point is very clear to Xiao Yan. Although this so-called "Nong Yan Jue" is quite mysterious, it is still far away. It can't reach the point of creating a different fire out of thin air, and at best, it can only reach the point of infinitely close to the different fire. Forever, "it is impossible to surpass it!"
But even though Xiao Yan thinks so, it is obvious that the three elders of Demon Flame Valley in the dialect don’t think so too. They have great confidence in the gray-brown flames that are fused from all the fighting energy in their bodies, and these years In this fusion, the "false fire" that came out of this kind of fusion also caused many opponents to be buried in their hands. Among them, there are some peak powerhouses in the Blackhorn Region.
The gray-brown flames curled up, and suddenly split into three groups with a sneer in the dialect, then flew out, and finally shot into the bodies of the three of them.
As this gray-brown flame entered the body, the aura that permeated the surface of the dialect three suddenly became more violent. Waves of hot oppressive wind fused together, like tides, were constantly facing each other. Among the three, ℃ Xiao Yan swept away.
Under the pressure of the tide, Xiao Yan’s robe churned, but his complexion remained unchanged. He glanced at the three of them, and then suddenly walked around with a faint smile: "The three, even though they have merged with such flames, they seem to be more Like to hurt yourself before hurting others?"
Hearing Xiao Yan's laughter, the dialect also sneered: "The master of Xiao Clan has good eyesight. Every time I use Nong Yanjue to merge this kind of "transformation into fire", the old man will indeed have a lot of burns in his body, but if he can It's nothing to snatch the bodhi body back..."
"It turns out that this kind of flame has been turned into a "transformation of fire" by you. "The Demon Flame Valley's fire fighting is indeed unique, but compared with the real different fire, your "transformation of fire" is still Some are not upscale. "Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and his handprints slowly formed in front of him, and immediately condensed.
"Tianhuo Sanxuan change!"
The shout sounded in Xiao Yan's heart, and the green flames suddenly swept out of his body like a volcano, and immediately lingered on the surface of his body for a moment, and then gradually retracted into his body, and with the flames it retracted again. , Xiao Yan's breath suddenly increased at this moment.
Today’s Xiao Yan’s true strength is already the four-star Fighting Emperor, coupled with his physical strength far surpassing the powers of the same level and the effects of his techniques, and with the help of the increase in the Heavenly Fire Three Profound Transformation, without using any fighting skills, It was already enough to compete with the strong at the top of Dou Huang, of course, if compared with the strong half-footed into the Dou Zong level like the dialect, it would be a bit weaker.
"It has long been known that the Xiao Clan master possesses a different fire, so please show it today and let the old man and three people open their eyes. Speaking of which, the "metamorphic fire" of the old man and three people has never competed with the real fire. Today, I’m going to be like Lord Xiao Clan asking for advice.” The dialect sneered. There was no surprise on Xiao Yan’s soaring aura. Obviously, Xiao Yan had a secret technique that could enhance his strength. Already known.
Hearing that, Xiao Yan’s mouth slowly conjured up a strange arc, he really wanted to fight one against three. To be honest, he really had to spend a lot of money, but these three old guys did not make a grudge. In the battle, instead, he wanted to be above the flames and compete with Xiao Yan. This is undoubtedly a question of his own shortcomings and his strengths.
With a light flick of his fingers, a ball of flame hovered above Xiao Yan's palm. This flame was not the emerald-like emerald green, but a light blue color, and this was not Liuli Sui's heart, but Xiao Yan. The first supernatural fire that Yan hadn't used alone for a long time, Qinglian Earth's heart fire. "
This kind of strange fire was Xiao Yan's first source of fire. In terms of the degree of control, Xiao Yan was most familiar with it. The control was like flowing water, without the slightest sense of jerky.
When Xiao Yan showed the Qinglian Earth Heart Fire, his gaze also glanced slightly. At this moment, Su Qian and Xiaoyixian were both dragged by Han Feng and Mo Tianxing and caught in a fierce battle. On the other side, Mo Ya and Na Qi Shan also gradually vacated, and went away to Zi Yan unkindly, obviously wanting the two to join forces to develop Zi Yan. "
Looking at the two of Mo Ya and Qi Shan, Xiao Yan's eyes were also slightly squinted, and a sharp cold light flashed past. Unexpectedly, these two bastards were so despicable and dealt with a little girl.
As if he felt Xiao Yan's gaze, Zi Yan also cast his gaze over, staring at each other slightly, but with a playful smile, and a clear voice came into Xiao Yan's ears: "Don't worry, I can deal with these two guys. You can deal with them with peace of mind. Those three old immortals._"
Hearing Zi Yan’s voice, Xiao Yan was stunned. He saw that the latter’s little face was not too worried, and it was a little loose. He was a bit mysterious at first, and his origins seemed not small. Some methods were also emerging in endlessly. Although it hasn't been long since entering Douyu for the first time now, the combat effectiveness is not weak. Even if Na Moya and Qi Shan joined forces, it is not easy to manage them in a short time.
"Lord Xiao Clan, now, it's not the time to be distracted." Just as Xiao Yan looked around, the dialect smiled sorrowfully, and there was a sudden movement of the seal on his hands, and the gray-brown flames lingering around him suddenly It turned into a half-foot-old flame bird, vibrating the wings of the fire, and the pointed fire bee, and then flew away at Xiao Yan's lightning attack.
The gray-brown flamingo crossed the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared at a distance of a few inches from Xiao Yan. However, before it fluttered its wings again, the light blue fire net extended out strangely and abruptly. The brown firebird wrapped in.
The firebird was wrapped, the dialect eyes were cold, and the handprint moved, the firebird immediately expanded like a blown balloon, and the gray-brown flames continued to scorch the light blue fire net, and the latter was burned with mushrooms. There was a little illusion in the roast-, "Huh?"
Perceiving the changes in the fire net formed by the fire from the heart of Qinglian Earth, Xiao Yan also let out a low startled suspicion, his eyes flickered.
"Fire" does have a little uniqueness. At least, it seems to be a lot stronger than some "beast fires", but. "Fake fire, how powerful it is, after all, it's just fake. In front of the real fire, it is still vulnerable!
The corner of his mouth felt cold, and Xiao Yan squeezed his palm. The cyan fire net that was swollen by the inflated firebird was about to burst, but suddenly a fierce fire burst out, and it suddenly shrank!
"Puff!"
The fire net tightened, and a puff sounded. The huge fire bird was directly turned into a spot of flame by the cyan fire net. Behind the scenes, like countless bees, it gushed out of the fire net and penetrated into the dialect body overwhelmingly.
",!"
The flame returned to his body, and there was a low muffled grunt in the dialect's throat. Obviously, he was slightly injured in the previous flame confrontation.
Xiao Yan was a little surprised again that the "metamorphic fire" was able to separate and escape the blockade of the fire net, and then an incredible thought came to his mind: "If we capture this so-called "metamorphic fire" and use the fire Jue swallows refining." I wonder if Fen Jue can slightly evolve?"
The "metamorphic fire" performed by the three dialects can be said to be the most powerful kind of flame Xiao Yan has seen for so many years. As long as it is a flame, Fen Jue can swallow refining. This is just like the "purple fire" that Xiao Yan refining in the past-of course, at the level of the current burning decision, and then swallowing the ordinary beast fire, it has no effect at all, but this "transformation of fire" is slightly different. If it can If it is captured, it may have some effects. This "transformation fire" is condensed by the lifelong fighting spirit of the three dialects. If it is captured, then the strength of the three dialects will inevitably be reduced sharply, and I want to return to it again in the future. I don't know how long it will take to get to this level. Thinking of this, the aura of Xiao Yan's mouth unknowingly becomes more full-bodied.
"You actually want to play with fire, so let you know what is meant by playing with fire and self-immolation!" Xiao Yan muttered in his heart, flames are invisible and intangible. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to capture nature, but for those with two kinds of different fires For Xiao Yan, it was not difficult. "
"The second child, the third child!" As Xiao Yan's thoughts turned, his face was slightly gloomy after eating a secret dialect, and he shouted sharply, "Xingkong Huosu!"
Hearing the dialect so sternly, the two elders of Demon Flame Valley were taken aback, glanced at each other, and then gritted their teeth, their handprints changed, and the rich gray-brown flames suddenly burst out of the body, and immediately in the sky. Intertwined, and finally, after the dialect was integrated into the body, an abnormally violent energy fluctuation quickly spread out from the diffuse gray-brown flame..."" "Report! "
The gray-brown flames churned endlessly like clouds. After a while, a loud bird's cry suddenly brought a hot gust of wind. From the gray-brown flames, the fire cloud fluctuated, and one was ten feet large. The giant gray-brown firebird slowly condenses from the gray-brown flame..."\&"It is not easy to condense the flame into such a shape, ""Looking at the huge flame god in the sky Bird, Xiao Yan's eyes also flashed a touch of surprise, and immediately a strange smile appeared on his face, and a low mutter sounded quietly.
"This Star Fire Phoenix should have condensed all the metamorphic fires in the three people's bodies." In that case. "Then I will accept it unceremoniously!"