The dialect trio stared dullly at the bloody flames in the deep blue flame cover above Xiao Yan's palm, and then heard Xiao Yan's laughter, their hearts suddenly became blocked, and a strange rosy flushed quickly on their faces, and they snorted. , Three mouthfuls of blood burst out almost coincidentally.
The Star Fire Phoenix was condensed by most of the three people’s life in the dialect, and because of the essence of the body, the three people and the Fire Phoenix also had a sense of feeling, but it was in the deep blue flame cover. At the moment of formation, that trace of induction, fill-in is completely disappeared from the hearts of the three of them. Of course, at the same time, there is also the pure vindictiveness of the three dialects who have cultivated for so many years... "\&The disappearance of this vindictive spirit means that the strength of the dialect trio will also drop horribly. The consequences...
There was a violent gasp in his mouth. At this moment, the red hair in the dialect also appeared a little white silk, and his old face appeared more aging. He tremblingly wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were resentful and vibrating. Xiao Yan, whose wings stayed in the sky, was still unwilling to give up, gritting his teeth and changing his fingerprints.
However, no matter how the dialect urges the connection between myself and the Fire Phoenix in my heart, in the end it is still like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest response. The flame cover that seems to be the size of a palm is like _个无It’s like a prison that can be broken through, and the connection between it and the metamorphic fire that the fire phoenix has turned into is separated from each other...
"Asshole, let out the metamorphic fire!" An elder in Demon Yan Valley felt the more imaginary body inside, could not help but become blood-red 7 eyes, and shouted at Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan stared flatly at the dialect trio whose breath was greatly reduced. They looked like a fool, still? Really think they're playing games and fail
After trapping this metamorphic fire, Xiao Yan's heart was completely relaxed. Without metamorphic fire, the three dialects were no longer afraid, and their strength was declining, and they could no longer contend with it.
Speaking of it, this metamorphosis can be regarded as an automatic delivery by the dialect trio. If they use vindictive energy to hold Xiao Yan in peace, the latter will not be able to defeat them in addition to using some expensive fighting skills. , And even if they defeated the three of them, they would definitely have a lot of consumption. Where would they be like now, calm and relaxed, and also trapped the three of them in vain. "
The dialect took a few deep breaths, the resentment in his eyes gradually became deeper, and he raised his head and smiled at Xiao Yan:
"Haha, the strange fire of the Xiao Clan master is indeed unique in the world. It seems that the three of our old guys are arrogant. This transformation is caused by the fighting spirit of the three of us. Even if you are trapped, you can only wait for it to be useless. It disappears automatically. How about this, the Xiao Clan master will return it to us, and the old man promised by Demon Flame Valley that he will immediately retreat and not get involved in the bodhi body salivation, how about it?"
Xiao Yan looked at the smiling old face in the dialect, smiled slightly, and slowly shook his head: "The great elder of the dialect, everyone understands. Please don't speak any more about this kind of naive remark. You, you will leave automatically, and, to be honest, in the current situation, whether you leave or not, is it important?"
As Xiao Yan passed word by word into his ears, the smile on his dialect face gradually solidified, and the blue veins on his forehead were beating. After a while, he finally couldn't help but roared in a violent and ferocious heart: "Then you What do you want? What else can you do if you take the metamorphic fire and watch it dissipate automatically? What do you want? Let's just say it!"
It’s no wonder that the dialect is so agitated at the moment, because he understands very well that the loss of metamorphosis and fire symbolizes what it means to them. It symbolizes that he will at least step into the Dou Zong level from half his foot and be relegated to an ordinary Dou Huang. The strong, and due to the loss of the essence and blood of the body, the trauma to him will be permanent. Maybe, in the future, he will be able to stand in the battle emperor class forever, never making any progress. The end is undoubtedly the most terrifying torture for him with great ambition. "
However, he turned into a gaffe, Xiao Yan was not a charitable person, and he also knew that charity to such a person was cruel to himself, and most of the people in the Black Horn region were hiding in their hearts. With a knife, a sharp knife that can stab anyone at any time, and the dialect elder who is one of the best, that knife is even sharper. If he gets the metamorphosis fire again, he will definitely not be as well. He said that he would turn around and leave, but would once again unite with the other two elders to carry out a frenzied killing of Xiao Yan. "
And because of the last loss, they will no longer use the flame to fight against Xiao Yan this time, but will have a grudge competition. At that time, even if Xiao Yan can defeat them again, what they need to pay The price will definitely be more than ten times better than it is now. How can such a stupid thing be done with Xiao Yan's mind for so many years
"I'm sorry, this metamorphosis into a fire is indeed of great use to me, so I have to return it." "Elder Fang, don't even think about it." Xiao Yan gently shook the flame cover on his palm. , Glanced at the dialect, shook his head and smiled.
Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the dialect's expression became completely gloomy. He glanced at Xiao Yan with bitterness, and stopped talking nonsense. He punched his chest with a fierce blow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again. Sprinkle on its palm.
Covered with blood, those dry palms like ghost claws also exuded a strange luster, and when the palms moved, they once again condensed into a strange handprint.
"receive!"
The handprints were condensed, and the dialect screamed fiercely, and as the shout fell, the slowly flowing blood-colored flame in the flame cover suddenly seemed to be activated, burning fiercely, and madly jumping. Casting, wanting to break through and open the flame cover.
"Stubborn!"
Feeling the changes in the flame cover, Xiao Yan also flashed a coldness in his eyes, a sneer, a flick of his fingers, an invisible flame gushing out, and finally the deep blue flame cover was enveloped in, forming a flame envelope again.
With the formation of the outer membrane of Falling Heart Inflammation, the connection that the dialect had only felt by using self-mutilation methods disappeared for a while, and the metamorphic fire in the flame hood also returned to calm again and again failed, and the dialect suddenly faced. Like ashes, a chill spread out from the body. "
Taking a cold look at the dialect, Xiao Yan opened his mouth slightly before tossing the flame cover into his mouth like a candy, and his throat rolled, just as the stunned gaze of the dialect trio It turned into a fire and swallowed it into the body. "
"You." You lunatic, dare to swallow flames? !
Seeing Xiao Yan's crazy behavior, the corners of the mouths of the three dialects trembled. Inside the human body, it is the most vulnerable place. Even if something is broken into the body of a strong fighting sect, I am afraid that the end will be quite miserable. However, Xiao Yan now swallowed extremely destructive flames into his body. This kind of action..."\&It is not crazy.
With a light hiccup, Xiao Yan smiled at the dumbfounded dialect trio. Although it was indeed the softest place in his body, his body was filled with Qinglian Earth Heart Fire and Falling Heart Flame. Protection, even at a critical moment, he can mobilize the cold fire of the bone spirit that Yao Lao left in his body. Under the protection of these three kinds of abnormal fires, Xiao Yan's body is abnormally safe. "
In such a situation at this moment, Xiao Yan naturally could not try on the spot whether Fenjue could refine and swallow this metamorphic fire, so he could only store it in his body, so that the flame would not quickly flow and dissipate in the air. .
Keeping the metamorphic fire in his body, Xiao Yan turned his gaze to the dialect three again. In the dark eyes, there was a cold glow. Although after losing the metamorphic fire, the three of them would be greatly reduced in strength, but this is not the case. He can let Xiao Yan let go of their five reasons, believe in rushing to kill him, and never want to leave some trouble in the future. ""
"Second, third, kill him!"
He seemed to perceive the cold killing intent in Xiao Yan's eyes, and his dialect's face shook slightly before he shouted sharply.
Hearing the dialect, the two Demon Yangu elders whose strength had dropped to about two three-star changes slightly changed their expressions, and immediately had to gritted their teeth, urging the few remaining grudges in their bodies, and bit their scalp to attack Xiao Yan. Away.
But just as the two elders rushed forward, the dialect hurriedly backed away, and while backing, the gaze looking at Xiao Yan was bitterly bitter.
Looking plainly at the two Demon Flame Valley elders who rushed forward, Xiao Yan's sleeves lifted lightly, and in the next instant, a volcanic green pillar of flame suddenly spurted out!
"Boom!"
Hearing the fiery energy fluctuations coming from behind, the dialect's heart trembled, but he never looked back, and his back vigorous wings shook fiercely, and he flew away from the mountains and forests.
"The second, the third, the old man will avenge you, as long as you go back and surprise the owner of the valley, then this bastard kid will pay his debts! And the Xiao Clan, when the time comes, you will definitely want chickens and dogs not Guangdong- !" The dialect flees desperately, and while fleeing, a bitterly low voice is also spread along the wind.
"laugh!
The words had just blurted, the figure fleeing from the dialect suddenly solidified, and the sharp pain from his chest made him almost suffocated. He endured the piercing pain, and he lowered his head with difficulty, and immediately, he saw a green flame. The covered white palms penetrated from his chest..."\&The hot flame evaporated all the blood near the wound, and the dialect eyes slowly moved back. Finally, when the eyes were about to be closed, a piece of desert was removed. The emotionless young face was caught in the eyes that still had a bit of bitterness.
"If you join forces with your companions again, even if it is me, I don't want to waste too much effort to clean up you at this time, it's a pity. "You are confused again, old guy..."\&"
When the dialect eyes slowly closed, behind him, a faint voice, softly-came into his ears.